Chapter 819 Hope for Competing in the Martial Arts Path
Chapter 819 The hope of competing for the road of martial arts
Tan Zong clasped his fists and accepted the order. He led the black-armored soldiers to restrain the frightened Wei Xinbo and dragged him out of the Ghost Moon Palace.
Before leaving, Wei Xinbo looked at a window sill for help.
Chu Yue glanced at Wei Xinbo faintly from the corner of her eyes, with a faint smile on her lips.
"Mother~"
The adorable Xiaobao, carrying the little girl who had been rescued by Chu Yue, jumped over and said with red eyes: "Mother, why don't you go heal your wounds? Mother is well injured."
It’s so heavy, the baby is so worried.”
"Sister Fairy..."
The little girl sniffed, her voice choked with sobs.
Chu Yue chuckled softly, squatted down slowly, and rubbed Xiaobao's head, "Mother left the blood glass in the elegant seat, and asked Aunt Shuang to take you to get it, okay?"
"Um!"
Xiaobao clenched his fists tightly, "Baby will help mother get it back!"
"The old uncle above is a famous general in Shenmai Jiuzhou. If you don't understand something, you can ask him for advice." Chu Yue said again.
Xiaobao nodded, then turned to look at the little girl, "Don't run around, or you will be taken away by bad guys, so be obedient."
"Okay." The little girl said softly.
Xiaobao touched the little girl's head in a decent manner, then walked up to Leng Qingshuang, cocked his neck and looked at Leng Qingshuang, "Aunt Shuang, take the baby with you."
Leng Qingshuang glanced at Chu Yue, then took Xiaobao's hand, walked up the ivory stairs, and walked towards the height of the attic.
Chu Yue looked at Xiaobao's back, holding the fox with its tail cut off in her arms, her eyes becoming softer and softer than water.
In the elegant seating area of the high-rise building, with a "creak" sound, the quaint carved wooden door was pushed open.
The old uncle was drinking a cup of tea. Hearing the sound, he looked towards the door. What caught his eye was a little milk baby carved from pink and jade. It was as delicate as if it were carved from jade.
Especially those purple eyes, which are even more shining than gems, without even a trace of impurities, they are the most innocent and pure!
The old man revealed his wrinkled and calloused hands, shook them slightly, and the hot tea overflowed from the cup and fell onto his hands.
Xiaobao held Leng Qingshuang's hand, blinked his eyes, and then tilted his head and smiled at the old uncle. The two small tiger teeth looked doubly cute.
"Grandpa, it's you."
Xiaobao bowed politely: "Baby, I've seen grandpa."
The old uncle put down the cup and waved, "Child, come here to me."
This meeting was completely different from the mood at the City Lord's Mansion.
At that time, I just felt that I had a special affinity with the child. Now I felt really complicated. I seemed to have thousands of words to say, but they were all stuck in my throat. I could only look at the overly well-behaved child with excitement and forbearance.
Xiaobao trotted to the old uncle's side, raised his head, and asked in a sweet voice: "Grandpa, why are you crying? Do you miss home too? Do you miss your mother?"
Like a little adult, Xiaobao said softly: "Baby only feels uncomfortable when he misses home and his mother."
The old uncle raised his hand and touched the end of his eyes, and then he realized that he was filled with tears.
Looking at the two brothers Mu Chenhai, they were at a loss and stopped talking.
Bai Xianxian stared straight at Xiaobao, "Ye Chuyue's son is much cuter than her!"
Beizhou's companions nodded one after another, fully agreeing with Bai Xianxian's words.
"Hey kid, do you want to eat an apple?"
Feng Beiyin weighed an apple.
Xiaobao shook his head: "Mother said you can't eat food from strangers."
Feng Beiyin's red lips curled up slightly, and he took a bite of the apple with a smile, "Maybe he will be your stepfather in the future, and we can be considered a family, so how can we talk about strangers?"
"The baby will not have a stepfather."
"Oh? How can you see that?" Feng Beiyin raised his eyebrows.
Mu Linfeng couldn't help laughing for a moment, burst out laughing, and looked at Feng Sadyin with gloating.
Feng Beiyin took a look at the apple in his hand. Suddenly it tasted like chewing wax, and there was a bit of melancholy between his eyebrows.
"Grandpa, I heard they said that you are a very famous general. When the baby grows up, he wants to protect his family and the country. Can you teach him?" Xiaobao asked with his eyes wide open.
The old uncle wiped the tears from the end of his eyes and said, "I am very happy."
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In the messy place of the auction house, a cool breeze blew by. Chu Yue looked at the silhouette of the old man on the window sill and felt a slight warmth in his heart.
"Lord Xiaoyao City."
After pondering for a long time, Chu Yue raised her eyes and looked at City Lord Qin.
"Girl, please tell me——" City Lord Qin Xunxun asked elegantly.
"The money that Mr. Feng obtained from the two sects this time will be used to appease the families of the deceased warriors. With the extra money, it is better to build a school with no age limit in the poor area in the eastern half of the city, so that those who
Poor warriors have a way to make a living."
Chu Yue said: "Let those newly born children have hope of competing in martial arts."