From disciples of the Heavenly Fa Ling Sect, to a group of young men from aristocratic families, to those idle people watching the fun outside, they were all shocked by Xiaojiu's ability to cry as soon as she said she could.

Senior Brother Yan was discussing the serious matter with this aunt. He was suppressed by his usual strong force and breathing was not smooth. But in an instant, he saw the opposite side crying loudly, just like a child. Can outsiders understand the feeling of thinking collapse?

Even further away, Li Cunzhong was thinking about how to express his longing. Seeing this, his face was stiff. Without turning his head, you could imagine that his friends would definitely laugh at him for the rest of their lives.

Where did your mother, the "Nine Spirit Girl" who has a strong cultivation, a calm manner, and a perfect behavior?

Poor that he had just lost to this woman, and he couldn't take care of him... over there?

Senior Brother Yan, Li Cunzhong and others' thoughts, Xiaojiu ignored it. When she saw the hateful guy behind her flashing in front of her and confirmed that she was right, she just wanted to cry, cry, cry! She was so happy that Yu Ci was so busy that she was so happy!

Well, you have to keep it tight!

She couldn't hold on anymore, and felt that the crying was changing tone. She simply hit Yu Ci's chest and continued to wipe her face with her clothes.

Since she was a little girl, she had a heartfelt admiration for the man in front of her. After all, how many people would go against a villain who was stronger than her for the sake of a little girl who met one day?

The thought of worship has its own origins. To erase it from a simple girl’s heart, you must have more abundant reasons.

But during the years when Xiao Jiu worshipped into the Heavenly Fa Ling Sect and devoted himself to practicing hard, Yu Ci's news still floated across Yunshan and came intermittently. Especially after many years of silence, she was able to control the Xuanhuang Killing Sword and run across the north. Even if she got the great opportunity and became a good teacher, she thought she could not reach it after she had made great progress in her cultivation.

Not to mention, Lu Ya was "scamd" from the shore of the East China Sea to wash Yuhu. In order to keep her for a long time, Lu Ya has spent so much trouble in order to keep her this month, and she has long poured out all the relevant news. The battle with the Rakshasa Ghost King, which he saw with his own eyes, has really created an unchangeable impression.

The comforting comments that Yu Ci was concerned about, and the impact of reunion after a long separation was all intersected. Of course, I waited for almost a month in Xiyu Lake, and I heard that more than ten years ago, I had already "meeted" in Donghua Mountain, but Yu Ci avoided it. She always had some "small" resentment.

Well, I'm actually a little nervous... After all, I haven't seen each other for so many years and suddenly meet. What should I do? What should I do if I can't find the feeling I felt back then?

But all the entanglement and worry were instantly destroyed under the palm that rubbed the bun.

He still hasn't changed. He is still the one who can chat with the little girl and coax her with a heart-warming pleasure; he is still the one who can fight with a bad guy who has a great level for her!

Very good... so good!

Xiaojiu finally couldn't help but laughed softly.

For Yu Ci, if there is a more headache than the Rakshasa Ghost King who has full combat power, it must be Xiao Jiu who doesn’t care about his image at all. The embarrassment of being busy and never wants to have another second time in his life.

Now that I felt the ease of her mood, I was relieved and finally I could continue to rub her head with my palm: "The little girl has grown taller, grown older, and has also grown a lot of colorful intestines."

"Where is it!"

In his arms, the muffled voice came back. Although it was hit by the nail on the head, Xiaojiu would not admit it no matter what.

Yu Ci smiled and felt that Xiaojiu's aura was different and very familiar. She was clearly an old friend who had been in contact with. She had already had some concepts in Donghua Mountain. Now, as her cultivation level increases, she is becoming more and more unconcealable.

But this is not the point. Xiaojiu is Xiaojiu. Although he grows taller and has more colorful things, his closeness to him will not change at all, which makes him very relieved.

Yu Ci had seen a lot before, and knew that besides Xiaojiu, there was also an old friend's son here. He temporarily comforted Xiaojiu, and then turned to the dumbfounded disciples of the Heavenly Fa Spirit Sect, and his eyes fell on the monks wearing mourning clothes:

"You are Fan Ping?"

“Uh…yes.”

"My wife exchanged birds with me back then, just for you. Although the old friend passed away, the parent-child family has succeeded, so I should be relieved."

Fan Ping was speechless, and finally thought of Yu Ci's identity. His whole body seemed to be bombarded by lightning, and his whole body became stiff. When he reacted, he forgot that he was on the lake and kowtowed immediately.

After all, he was only at the beginning of the pill level. His breath became turbid, and his body almost sank to the water surface, wetting his clothes. But he ignored it completely and forced his breath, knocking his head against the water surface, making a "slap" sound.

He could not help but be unhappy, nor could he help not be grateful. Yu Ci not only gave him a spiritual bird, but more importantly, in the Northern Wilderness, he once became friends with two elders in the master under the name of "Lu Dun", Zhao Fang and Zou Bo, and later saved their lives.

The two elders were also grateful. After they came back, they talked to their father and son and realized that "Lu Dun" should be Yu Ci, and they took great care of their father and son.

As for Xiaojiu, there is no need to say.

With Fan Ping's dull nature, most of the people who can make good popularity in the sect should be based on Yu Ci, so why would he not be grateful?

Yu Ci asked him to get up: "There is no need to do these common rituals. I think you have a solid cultivation and are not tepid. This is very good..."

While talking, Yu Ci frowned when he saw the people watching the fun around him. With his original intention, he would not have appeared so high-profile, but what happened to the disciples of the Heavenly Fa Ling Sect were not that simple.

He winked at Xiaojiu: "Let's go, let's talk about your goodbye, and I also want to hear what you have experienced at the bottom of the lake... It makes people so worried."

The last sentence is only heard by Xiaojiu.

Xiao Jiu was indeed a delicate heart. He blinked his eyes and didn't show any strangeness. He just wiped his face clean and picked up Yu Ci's arms with a smile: "Let's go, let's go, it's not too late to talk back!"

Yu Ci glanced over and saw that she was almost hanging on her arms. She was helpless and smiled, her sleeves swayed, and the lake surface was sinking, swallowing all the people.

The location Lu Ya arranged for them was about seven miles below Xiyu Lake, which was a thousand feet deep. It may be a bit inconvenient for the disciples of the Heavenly Fa Ling Sect, but in extraordinary times, they could not care about these things.

Yu Ci was in the middle and had a realm. He distributed all the powerful water pressure outside, not putting pressure on the disciples of the Heavenly Fa Spirit Sect. Seeing that everyone was adapting, they were more active like Yan Chen, and even learned his identity through Fan Ping, and asked the reason for the matter.

What I asked was Yan Chen.

When Yan Chen just learned about the identity of the person in front of him, he was mostly silly. His daily flexibility and change could not be left behind. He subconsciously said something and directly revealed the key:

"Actually, the spirit fish shouldn't seem to live in that area of ​​water. It's chasing a unique thing in my senior sister's hometown. If that's not the case, we won't be so embarrassed."

Seeing Yu Ci and Xiao Jiu’s burning eyes, he shivered and pointed to the “Spiritual Bag” on Fan Ping’s waist:
Chapter completed!