By the time Xiaoman opened his eyes again, it was already dawn
The sound of the wind in my ears is still sharp. She is still in the Nebula Continent, and Taoist Master Chuchen is still running wildly.
"Grandpa Chuchen, are we safe now?" Xiaoman asked, rubbing his eyes and rubbing his eyes.
Taoist Master Chuchen stopped, took a few breaths and said, "Now, we have left the Sunset Peak for a thousand miles and are heading towards the border of Yan State."
"It's already a thousand miles away from Sunset Peak?" Xiaoman said in surprise with wide eyes.
"Well, I used my light skills to run all night. Now I leave Sunset Peak, at least a thousand miles away." Taoist Master Chuchen replied.
"So, aren't we unsafe now?"
"Not necessarily! I don't know how many masters the Queen of Great Zhou brought to you."
"Why did she have to kill me?"
"For her own
"Grandpa Chuchen, my biological mother, was she killed?"
"It seems that the queen is inseparable from the death of the Princess Chu back then."
"This woman is so bad! When I grow up, I will never let her go!" Xiaoman said hatefully.
Taoist Master Chuchen glanced at Xiaoman, smiled, and didn't say anything
After a while, Xiaoman asked again: "Grandpa Chuchen, why do you want to help me?"
The Taoist Master Chuchen looked down at Xiaoman in his arms kindly and said, "Because, your father has the kindness of knowing me, because, I hate the Great Zhou Empire, more importantly, in the past ten years, I have long been
Treat you as my granddaughter”
The words of Taoist Master Qianchen are like the sunshine in March that warms Xiaoman's cold heart
It turns out that she is not lonely in this world, but her grandfather loves her and her relatives!
Tears of emotion surged out of Xiaoman's eyes and fell on her little hands bit by bit.
Xiaoman hugged Taoist Master Chuchen tightly and shouted: "Grandpa, from now on, you will be my dear grandpa."
Taoist Master Chuchen put down Xiaoman in his arms, stroked the tears from her face, and said softly: "Princess, you are hungry, how about I pick some fruits for you?"
It was early summer, and there were a lot of fruits in the forest. After a while, a lot of delicious fruits appeared in front of Xiaoman.
As Xiaoman ate the orange in his hand, he suddenly remembered something and looked up and asked, "Grandpa, why do you hate the Great Zhou Empire?"