Ling Luo had a faint smile on her lips and said, "There must be a lot of news in Huangquan that I need to report to you in detail. It doesn't matter if I am alone, and that place is not far away."
"Your Majesty, you—" Du couldn't help but urged him again.
It can be seen that what Huang Quan needs to report this time is really very important information.
"Okay, Luo'er, you go alone and come back as soon as possible." Xuanyuan Yu finally compromised.
"It's okay." Ling Luo raised her lips slightly and comforted her softly, "If I encounter any unexpected situation, Mu Yue will help me."
After Ling Luo's reminder, Xuanyuan Yu remembered that the silver hair of the strange demon Mu Yue, which instantly killed the ancestor Qingyang of the Fire Tribe, was still hidden in his wife's hair.
"Luo'er, if you say that, your husband will feel relieved."
Xuanyuan Yu turned his head, looked at Pai again, and ordered, "Let's go into the house and continue to communicate with Huangquan."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Ling Luo took her youngest son and walked out of Tianyun Inn. After walking for about a quarter of an hour, she exited this bustling street.
"Mom, have you seen that old locust tree?"
Su Ling stretched out a finger and pointed forward, "Aunt Dijiang lives under that old locust tree."
Ling Luo looked in the direction Su Ling pointed, and saw an endless wilderness with two or three small villages sparsely scattered.
In the small village at the front, there is a forest at the entrance of the village.
The forest is not dense, but it is well-proportioned and full of greenery.
This is a tung tree forest. On the edge of the forest, there are seven old locust trees, which look a little out of place.
The seven old locust trees are arranged in the direction of the Big Dipper, which seems to correspond to some mysterious formation, and the small house Su Ling was talking about is under the tallest and most crooked old locust tree in the center.
After walking for a while, the target is getting closer and closer.
Ling Luo could already see Xun'er's thin and delicate figure. She was wearing a pink narcissus flower and green leaf skirt with a pink ribbon on her head. She was leaning over to fetch water from the well in the yard, her face
With a very gentle smile, like the first snow.
In the courtyard, there is a stone table with a very simple coffee table, but the fragrance of tea lingers.
Luo Ge and a woman in plain clothes were sitting opposite each other.
"Sister Xun'er, Uncle Luo, Aunt Dijiang, my mother is here to see you!" Su Ling was very lively and started shouting from a distance.
Xun'er, Luo Ge, and Di Jiang turned their heads at the same time and looked in the direction of Ling Luo and Su Ling.
"Master, you are back!"
The smile on Xun'er's face became even brighter. He put down the bucket in his hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves, and ran towards the open bamboo door to greet him warmly.
"Xun'er."
Ling Luo took her youngest son to the bamboo gate.
Xun'er was so excited that she took the initiative to grab Ling Luo's hand and pulled her into the house, "Father, mother, master is here!"
Ling Luo's heart moved.
The tone in which Xun'er called "Dad, Mom" was so intimate that it made people feel pity.
This girl has suffered so much. After waiting so many years, her family can finally be reunited.
Ling Luo Qiangzi suppressed that emotion and told himself to keep his eyes open and see clearly whether the woman in plain clothes inside was actually Di Jiang!
"Xiao Luo."
Luo Ge was very happy to see Ling Luo and said, "The trip to the Demon Sealing Gate went well. Have you found the Tree of Life in the Underworld?"