Mu Xiongcheng frowned. He was Wujianglang who had been fighting ferocious beasts for twenty years and crossed the border of life and death countless times. How could a hothouse flower like Mu Yinglan be able to withstand the aura he possessed?
"Um, Xiaolan, are you okay?"
Seeing that he had scared Mu Yinglan, Mu Xiongcheng quickly apologized: "Dad didn't mean it, I..."
"It doesn't matter," Mu Yinglan broke into a cold sweat. Although she was shaking all over, she admired her father even more in her heart: "Is this Mr. Wujiang? The real Mr. Wujiang."
"well..."
Mu Xiongcheng: "Wujiang Lang, it's not as simple as you think. It's too dangerous there."
"Then why do you want to go?"
"I..."
"Have you ever regretted it?"
I regret becoming a Wujiang Lang, regretting abandoning my wife and daughter, and spending the half of my life that was supposed to protect them to protect the people.
"I don't regret it," Mu Xiongcheng turned his head and looked at the ancestral hall at home. There were many tablets enshrined there, but they were not Mu Xiongcheng's ancestors. Instead, they had used their bodies to block fatal blows for him on the battlefield.
Bao Ze: "I'm just sorry for you two."
"You have nothing to be sorry for."
Wujianglang's income is not low. After all, the beasts he kills have to be dealt with. Mu Xiongcheng is so strong, and the various foreign objects sent back make Mu Yinglan's life very wealthy. In addition, his father is a hero.
, her friends, classmates, teachers, and neighbors all respect her.
Materially and spiritually, Mu Yinglan never felt that her father was indebted.
only...
At this moment, Mu Yinglan looked at her father and saw Mu Xiongcheng staring blankly at the tablets again. She knew that what her father regretted most was not becoming Wujiang Lang. What he regretted most was that he could no longer use himself.
body to protect his comrades.
'Wujiang Lang, what on earth is he like?'
Mu Yinglan clenched her fists: 'Why can my father sacrifice everything for that?'
She wanted to become Wujiang Lang, not out of sheer ambition, but because she didn't want to see Mu Xiongcheng's lonely expression anymore. She wanted to make her father happy, and she wanted him to be proud of her!
At Baiquan College, when Qin Xuan arrived, it was almost the end of school, and he happened to be taking Luo Xiyu and Zhang Longxin home.
"Hey! Long time no see, Qin Xuan."
"Long time no see, Monkey King."
Sun Wuchen was still the bastard. Qing Xueling was shocked by Qin Xuan's emperor transformation last time. At this time, she said hello timidly, and Qin Xuan also smiled apologetically.
Qin Xuan felt free, so he still wanted to formally apologize.
After all, the other party taught him to become a god, but he almost hurt the girl. Suddenly he thought that he had time today, so he invited her to his home for a meal.
Theoretically speaking, the relationship between Qin Xuan and Qing Xueling is not that good. It is obviously impossible to agree to such a meal at someone else's house.
But Luo Xiyu and Zhang Longxin also went. Qing Xueling was not familiar with Luo Xiyu, but Longxin was her good friend, so she agreed.
"You haven't come to class for so many days, so you're just running away."
Meng Xinyi still had the same attitude of opposing Qin Xuan, and Qin Xuan didn't care anymore: "I am the privileged class."
"..."
"Ha ha ha ha."
Qin Xuan got along well with the classmates in Class 13, Year 2, but Meng Xinyi's bad face made Qin Xuan very unhappy.
Qin Xuan also went with them on this autumn outing.
By the way, Qin Xuan has never experienced such group activities since graduating from junior high school. At this time, he is still a little happy to think of being able to travel with his friends.
The autumn trip is scheduled for three days later, and we will go to the Eight Hundred Temple Buddha City.
As for how long I will stay there, I am not sure, maybe three days, maybe five days, it depends on the situation.
Because it was too hasty, Shi Qingmeng started planning the route, which would probably be finalized the day before the autumn outing.
Blue Star now has a large barrier of Xuandu, and Qin Xuan no longer has to worry about the safety here.
Qing Xueling was invited to Qin Xuan's house. At this time, the Qin family's courtyard had been repaired. Wu Xushen was rich and directly sent a lot of workers over. Although many places were temporarily under renovation, it was only the living room.
As for this corner, there is no problem.
Qing Xueling came to a world like Blue Star for the first time and was very curious about everything here.
After eating the delicious food cooked by Sister Tu, she chatted with Qing Xueling for a while, and then taught her how to play games.
Qing Xueling is a quiet little girl, with a gentle personality and friendly attitude towards others. She can chat with Qin Xuan quite well. When playing games, her cooperation is also quite good. For example, Qin Xuan's 4000-point beauty is finally no longer empty.
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"Ah, it's so late, no, I have to go back."
Qing Xueling's mountain and sea tablets have time records in different worlds. There is a time difference between her hometown and Blue Star. At this time, it is 9 o'clock on Blue Star, but it is already 12 o'clock in the morning at her house.
"Why don't you just stay at my house?"
Qin Xuan was afraid that she would misunderstand, so he quickly said: "I live next door to Xiyu."
Qing Xueling was originally going to refuse, but Blue Star's culture was really attractive. Coupled with her family problems, she mustered up the courage: "Okay, then, just stay for one night."
"Um."
Qin Xuan was really just out of enthusiasm and had absolutely no wrong thoughts. Besides, although Qing Xueling is beautiful, she can't compare with a beauty like Han Ji: "By the way, I'll give you something."
He handed the latest model of mobile phone to Qing Xueling, and then taught her how to use it step by step: "In the future, you can use this to connect to the Blue Star network and play games with us."
"Thanks."
"Why are you so polite?" Qin Xuan said, "But what happened last time..."
"I forgot a long time ago."
Qing Xueling had a great time in Blue Star. The world of the Demon Painter is like this. No matter how experienced you are, there is always a world you have never experienced before and you can experience unprecedented customs.
The next day, because it was a weekend, Baiquan Academy did not need to attend classes. They only needed to sign the autumn tour list next Monday, and then they could follow the large group on their pilgrimage to the Eight Hundred Temple Buddha City.
For an ordinary demon painter, this place, Babai Temple Buddhist City, may never go there for the second time in this life.
Therefore, many students are looking forward to taking advantage of Baiquan College’s study trip and have even started making travel plans.
"There have been spring outings and autumn outings before," Qing Xueling introduced to Qin Xuan: "But usually, they go with the team. Except for accommodation issues, it is the students' free time."
It is generally selected as a place for college travel. It is absolutely impossible to go to places where there are no safety issues or dangerous places.
What's more, they are demon painters, not ordinary people. Even if they have no brains, don't they still have their own destiny to lead them? They can't embarrass others.