Qing Guang is full of confidence that he is a golden spirit who can defeat a little girl——
"What is that?"
He looked at the knife Hu Nuan pulled out in surprise.
The knife is very long and has a wide blade. When Hu Nuan holds it in her hand, she looks extra petite. The blade is bloody and covered with mysterious patterns, and the handle is a ball of silver.
"This is the demon knife." Hu Nuan pressed the blade lightly with her other hand, and red light flowed between her fingers. "It is best used to kill demons. Then Jingjing was chopped by it."
Qing Guang's face darkened, and he attacked without saying a word. Countless sharp-edged arrows formed in the air, surrounding Hu Nuan.
Everyone's expression changed. Is it shameless to bully a junior like this? Are they too good to Qingguang?
At the same time, many sharp-eyed people have discovered that those bladed arrows look sharp, but in fact the tips at the front are blunt.
Obviously Qingguang just wanted to defeat her and didn't want to hurt anyone.
But this is too much! Doesn’t it hurt when so much metal hits you?
Huh, just because he is a gold spirit, he can do whatever he wants, right? Later, he will ask the clan to let him go to the back mountain to build a dungeon!
Qingguang didn't know that the consequences for him had already been decided by everyone. The golden spirit power in his hand was condensed and swept away like a soft whip.
"I apologize now and I will stop."
Hu Nuan wants to slap him in the face, stop it? I won’t stop it.
With a slash in the air, countless bloody rays of light burst out from the blade body. The light was so dazzling that everyone couldn't help but close their eyes.
"You lost." Hu Nuan placed the demon knife across Qingguang's neck and smiled coldly.
If she hadn't been afraid that he would be too ugly, she would have kicked him up.
Qing Guang couldn't believe it, and his throat felt tight. How could it be possible? How could it be possible?
"How did you get here? Why didn't my golden spiritual power sense?"
Hu Nuan said politely: "Could it be that - your skills are inferior to others?"
boom--
Qingguang's face turned red and he shouted: "Come again!"
Another fart.
Hu Nuan took back the knife, and Qing Guang was held down by the back of his neck.
Han Li dragged the person back: "You don't admit defeat, did I teach you?"
The corners of the eyes are red due to glaucoma, which is purely from holding in: "I, I, I -"
I've been working for a long time, but I can't find anything. It's true that his skills are inferior to others. I feel very discouraged.
Hu Nuan smiled and said: "You are fighting for that Jingjing, are you not afraid that I will deal with her?"
Qingguang's face turned red, anxious.
Han Li smiled and said in a gentle tone: "Xiao Nuan, uncle has prepared a gift for you."
Hu Nuan's eyes lit up.
"It's all up to your mother."
Hu Nuan: Ah, are you with my mother? Can I still get it back?
The next second, Han Li was pushed away, and Yao Cenzi's eyes lit up at Hu Nuan: "Nuan Nuan, come on, come on, Master has a gift for you."
Han Li said silently: "Master, are you willing to give good things?"
Yao Cenzi glared and waved his hand: "Let's go and pick it up from Master's private treasury."
Why is Hu Nuan so embarrassed? She is only rude to her master and mother.
Someone here said: "What good things can you get? Nuannuan, let's go. Let's go with the masters first. I'll make you some clothes from here. Let's look nice and be a guest."
"Being a guest?" Hu Nuan was confused.
"Yes, the sect master said that you finally got home after wandering away. You must not go over to your relatives to inform them."
Hu Nuan was even more confused. She said this as if she was born here. She was obviously from Xiaolijie.
However, in someone's sect, you can't help yourself. There are endless singing and dancing, endless banquets, and endless gifts.
With these gifts, no matter how hard or tired Hu Nuan is, he is still embarrassed to give up. What is hers is all hers!
Hu Qing was in seclusion and refining the weapon without realizing it. This time, she used a lot of ingenuity and even vomited blood several times. Fortunately, she finally succeeded.
This time the instrument was completed, there was no abnormality. It floated out from the furnace and landed on Hu Qing's palm. It was a not thick book and looked very ordinary. The dark blue cover was smooth and clear, and Hu Qing touched it carefully.
Feel the feel in your hand.
"It's okay. It feels like good paper."
After confirming that she had finished refining the weapon, Silk Bu dared to speak out: "A book? Did you refine a book?"
Come on, come on, I will cut the paper and order a copy for you myself.
Hu weighed the book lightly, which was normal. When he opened it, there was not a single word on the white paper.
Thinking: "Is it better to write or draw?"
Gouqi smiled evilly: "It's good to wipe your butt."
Hu Qing: "..."
They all ran out to read the book. It took Hu Qing vomiting blood for several mouthfuls to make it. Of course it was not simple, but - why was it not simple?
Hu Qing said: "It can arrest the soul."
Soul-binding?
Everyone was shocked: "Are you an evil weapon master?"
Hu Qing bah bah: "Is kissing an evil weapon?"
Of course not.
But everyone is curious: "How do you do this?"
Hu Qing held the book and said: "The world in the book is so wonderful that I can't help but want to visualize it. Although it can capture the soul, it will not harm the soul body, and will be released after a certain period of time. It is just a fantasy constructed by me.
The world, beautiful and fantastic, is just a tourist attraction at best.”
There is nothing real, and it has no effect of enhancing the soul. It is just some scenery, a little more fantasy, a little weird, that's all.
"Do you want to go see it?"
"Can we go in too?"
"So, have you cultivated into human form?"
All the weapons sneered, what are you doing cultivating the human form? Do you want to accompany you to class? We are not that stupid.
Hu Qing came out of the gate. The fire room was in a remote location in the equipment department. He didn't see anyone until he walked to the front.
When everyone saw her, their eyes lit up: "Hu Qing, are you out of seclusion? By the way, Hu Nuan is here today -" Turning to ask others, "Where is your turn today?"
Hu Qing's eyes lit up and he was very excited. He rushed over and said, "Hu Nuan is here?"
Everyone was surprised and laughed: "Don't you know yet? She came here when you were in seclusion to refine weapons. It must have been a year and a half since she came."
Hu Qing almost jumped up and asked eagerly: "Where is she? Where is she?"
Everyone saw that her voice had changed, and they hurriedly took out their mobile phones to check: "Aoao, at the zoo."
Zoo?
Hu Qing flew out directly and headed towards the zoo with lightning speed.
Jian Feizhan, the director of the zoo, looked at the healthy and lively appearance of the monster beasts, which had gained several pounds on average after Hu Nuan joined them, and was extremely satisfied with Hu Nuan.
Just as I was discussing with Hu Nuan to go to the Nine Tribes to visit and study, suddenly a figure fell from the sky.
"It's warm——"
Hu Nuan suddenly stood up, rushed over, opened his arms and shouted: "Mom——"
The two embraced each other excitedly, and Hu Qing sniffed her body... Huh? Is it shit? Never mind. He hugged her so hard that he wanted to embed her in his own flesh and blood. He hugged her for a long time, holding her head, okay?
They kept kissing each other.
Hu Nuan chuckled: "Mom, I'm itchy, I'm itchy."
Hu Qing couldn't stop crying: "I came here because I was worried. I miss me so much. Let me see, you are all——"
Hu Qing held Hu Nuan's shoulders and couldn't spit out the word "lost weight" when it came to his lips. It was so against his will. How could he still be fat?
He pinched her face and pulled her on both sides: "Hu Xiaonuan, you are so fat that you have lost all your edges. Have you eaten pig feed?"
Hu Nuan, whose face was deformed by the tear, could not speak clearly: "Nothing, I am not shaking."
Jian Feizhan slapped Hu Qing's hand with a dark face: "Whoever gets fat is annoying as soon as he comes, let go, let go."
Hu Qing let go of her hand, and the smile on her face widened: "Director, my daughter, my daughter, I gave birth to her, my biological daughter."
