The two groups gathered together, and the children, who had not seen each other for a long time, hugged each other, laughed, screamed, and jumped. Even the sky could not let go of their huge enthusiasm.
Shuanghua took the rare initiative to hug Hu Qing, her eyes slightly red: "Long time no see."
Hu Qing hugged her tightly, then held her head and kissed her: "I miss you so much."
After being slapped on the face a few times, Shuanghua shyly pushed her away and returned to her usual aloofness: "Humph, I don't believe it."
However, Hu Qing had already gone to hug others and didn't hear him.
"Lin Yin, I miss you so much——"
"Di Yuan, I miss you so much——"
"Qiao Yu, I miss you so much——"
Hugs, handshakes, pats on the shoulders, nothing more.
Then she let go, and another one squeezed in, hugging her tightly: "Auntie, I miss you so much." He also put his head on her shoulder and sniffed deeply.
Hu Qing said "Oh my eldest nephew, my eldest nephew", pinched him with both hands, and then touched his face: "I've lost weight, I've lost a lot of weight, but I feel so bad for my aunt."
Jin Xin stood up straight, with tears in his eyes: "Auntie, I was really afraid that I wouldn't be able to come back, but luckily I'm back."
Just as Hu Nuan came over, he twisted around and hugged Hu Nuan again, whimpering: "Xiao Nuan, we have never been separated for such a long time."
Hu Nuan calmly coaxed him.
Hu Qing also turned around and hugged Leng Ruomo for several times: "Our family is still so beautiful."
He hugged Xiao Yu and Lan Jiu again.
"Xiao Yu has lost weight too, why doesn't he even eat?"
"Lan Jiu is more handsome and taller. She has grown taller. It's great."
Fan Lao and Han Liyuan could only watch in Zuishan, wondering in their hearts, is the atmosphere here so open? Is it so common to hug each other?
Huang Jiao'er looked at it with a smile and couldn't help but feel envious. She felt that she was out of place and couldn't help but feel sad.
Just as he was thinking sadly, his arm was pulled gently by Hu: "Come on, come on, we are the great perfume master in Xiaoli world, Huang Jiao'er."
Everyone looked over and nodded in a friendly way.
Huang Jiaoer was at a loss for a moment, and Hu Qing had already taken the others to introduce them separately. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and wondered why he was so stage frightened.
Qiao Yu and others only listened to Hu Qing calling Master Fan Lao, the master of Shuangyang Zonglu Hall. Although he did not explicitly mention his cultivation level, the faint aura from the other party confirmed that he was a powerful person and did not dare to be scornful and treated him with respect.
Fan Lao was always indifferent, but later this indifference became unbearable - in fact, each of these children was noisier than a thousand ducks!
Hu Qing didn't notice at first that she was also chatting with Shuanghua and the others. It was Qiao Yu who gave her a look that made her look over.
Immediately pick up another spiritual boat and ask Fan Lao to move while she drives it to keep a certain distance.
His ears were finally clear, and Fan let out a breath without concealing it.
Hu Qing was amused: "Master, you block their voices. Otherwise, if you yell twice, how dare they not listen to you?"
Fan Lao: "It's not easy to meet again, but I don't want to be a spoiler."
Hu Qing smiled and said, "Master is not used to them."
Fan Lao thought to himself, a group of juniors, or your juniors, what else can they do besides coddling them?
Ask her: "I feel the suppression of heaven. Has it always been like this here?"
"Suppression?" Hu Qing was stunned, and moved his shoulders to feel carefully: "No. Oh, at first the Heavenly Dao suppressed outsiders very hard, and their cultivation levels were all suppressed to the level of immortals, but then they slowly let go - oh
, the master’s level is too high and is very dangerous to Xiaoli Realm, so it must be suppressed by the law of heaven.”
Fan Lao was a little incredulous: "How humane is the Heavenly Way in this world? Generally speaking, when a world is open, it is equivalent to the Heavenly Way acquiescing to the entry of outsiders, and basically not caring about what they do."
Hu Qing had never experienced it before, so he thought about it and said, "Maybe it's because Xiaolijie also came from the fairyland before, and the way of heaven has been hit by disaster once, so he is cautious."
Fan Lao looked at her and said that the way of heaven is like a human being.
"Master, how many levels have you been suppressed?"
Fan Lao felt it: "About half."
"Ah -" Hu Qing was unhappy, "Then can we still find space nodes?"
Fan Lao choked on his breath. He just wanted to say that even if he tried hard, God wouldn't be able to suppress him. But seeing how miserable she looked, he still didn't say anything.
"Master, master? Why don't you speak?"
Fan Lao ignored her.
Well, Hu Qing later realized that he had offended someone. He smiled and said: "Master, do you want to live in my house or on the top of my hill? The house is in Fangshi, and the top of the hill is the inner gate."
Fan Lao said coldly: "It's just a small community, I can live wherever I want."
Hu Qing could only laugh: "Master, I will accompany you wherever you want to go."
Later, Jin Xin let out his voice and shouted: "Aunt, the master is here too, staying on the top of your mountain!"
Hu Qing trembled and turned around in disbelief: "He still dares to be here?"
Jin Xin: "Ang——Master picked us up from the fairy world."
Hu Qing: "..."
Fan Lao: "Master - who is it again? It doesn't sound like someone from the Chaohua Sect."
Hu Qing was filled with depression: "Hu Nuan and their elders in the immortal world."
Fan Lao: "Your master?"
Hu Qing shook his head: "They won't accept me."
Fan Lao was surprised: "Why?"
Hu Qing: "Because I don't have the heart of the sword."
Kenshin?
Fan Lao turned around and took a closer look at the people behind him. Sure enough, he saw some clues in a group of juniors. He suddenly said: "Sword Immortal. Indeed, you are not suitable."
Then he said proudly: "Then I would like to learn from each other."
Hu Qing clapped his hands: "Master, come on, defeat him."
Fan Lao looked coldly, it seems that this and that person also have some stories that they have to tell, and they are not a good thing after all.
Chao Huazong, on the hilltop of Hu Qing, Yun Zhong pinched his fingers again and again, but nothing came out, and he laughed angrily.
"Sure enough, there is something wrong with Hu Nuan. I can't pinch anyone she is close to. Hehe, even if she is so close and she is not allowed to be pinched, doesn't it mean that there is no silver in this place?"
Yun Zhong shook his head repeatedly: "Never mind, each one is more capable than the other."
His eyes were precisely focused on the direction of Hu Qing and his party, and he playfully said: "Eighth level? Interesting. The fun is coming."
When the group of people flew near Chaohua Zong, the old acquaintances of Chaohua Zong had already gathered in groups to greet them, with the sound of silk and bamboo and the singing of fairy music. Everyone had seen each other and introduced each other and warmly welcomed them.
Entering the Chaohua Sect affectionately.
Hu Qing looked at Tang Yuci curiously. The tough and handsome young man blushed when she looked at him.
This is the child that Shui Xin brought from the mortal world to become a disciple of Elder Tang Da. His eyes are clean and upright. He is less naughty and more naive than Jin Xin and the others. He is worthy of being taught by Elder Tang Da.
"Where is the sect master, senior brother? Is my father not back?"
I also saw it on the way to Hu Qing. Many of the summonses from old friends were hidden. I hope they are just not in Xiaolijie.
"Ah, I haven't come back yet. The soul card is fine, don't worry."
Hu Qing could only feel relieved, but he was also curious: "Senior brother, the sect leader, has abdicated? Who is the sect leader now?"
Wen Chuanchuan: "Master is still the sect leader, but I will act as the sect leader when he is away."
Hu Qing immediately looked disgusted: "You?" Before Wen Chuan could react, "Are you married?"
Wen Chuan: "..." Isn't it just a youthful past? How come it has become a lifelong stain?
