Chapter 12 I Am Your Uncle
On death row, Huangfu Xuan sat cross-legged and quietly comprehended and practiced the "Dragon Emperor Decision" taught by Murong Qingγγγγγ
On the other side, Murong Qing took the opportunity to explain to the little rooster Zhang Yu the key points to pay attention to in "The Golden Arhat" and "Phantom Trace". Speaking of which, the little rooster really picked up a treasure. This exercise was also gambled on from a master, and that person got half of the exercise by chance. Although it is only half of it, in Murong Qing's opinion, this half of the exercises are already incredible. The only restriction is that you can't practice unless you lock the acupoints of the whole body. At that time, Murong Qing was only one step away from the realm of Heavenly Dao. I also put this body refining technique on the shelf. Now it is a cheap little rooster, this exercise seems to be specially tailored for it, in just two days, the little rooster can already let the qi flow all over the body, only the external conditions to temper the body. After the physical body is refined, it is comparable to the innate realm. An ordinary person can do decades of penance in just a few days. With such rapid progress, Rao is a well-informed big man like Murong Qing can't help but be dumbfounded. It's incredible. The answer in the words of the little rooster's stinky fart is "What's incredible, I have long said that I am a martial arts wizard!"
The inner courtyard of the county government.
"What's going on, why hasn't the official document been approved yet. Deal with those two scapegoats as soon as possible, and Lord Ben will be relieved. Master, send someone to answer again. Xu Weimin's anxious voice came out.
"Don't worry, sir. Despicable, I'll send someone right away. so that the adults can rest assured," a shrill and thin voice that could not be heard by the woman followed. Less leaning. At the back door of the county office, one person and one horse galloped away.
The three people on death row were at a loss. Or even if they knew, they wouldn't have taken it to heart.
And at this time the depths of the unknown continent. In a room with a bright window, a middle-aged man with a straight back was looking at the girl curled up on the bed and trembling in bridal makeup, for a long time, for a long time. The mood that has always been calm and unfazed is a little excited at this time. The Nameless Venerable, who arrived later, saw the appearance of the girl in front of him, and his mouth was also wide open, and he exclaimed, "Impossible!"
Ignoring the exclamation behind him. The middle-aged man raised his right hand and stretched out tremblingly to the girl on the bed, as if he wanted to touch the girl's face.
"Ahh
I saw that the girl on the bed sat up suddenly, and kept waving her hands in front of her to try to stop the middle-aged man.
"Don't come here, please don't touch me, let me go home. Please. The girl's helpless prayer made the middle-aged man's raised arm lower.
Or realize that you are invisibly scaring the girl. The middle-aged man's face that had not been smiling for 10,000 years actually squeezed out a light smile, but in fact, it was just a muscle movement. But the girl who had been staring at her really felt it. I felt very kind in my heart. I couldn't help but be quiet. It's just that the pear blossom with the rain is full of doubts on her face.
"Okay, okay, I won't touch you. The middle-aged man's words at this time contained a trace of spiritual power, and they were so gentle that the girl's mind calmed down at once.
"You promise to answer me a few questions honestly, and I'll let you go home, okay" The middle-aged man guided him step by step, where is there still the majesty of weekdays.
"Then you ask, and I'll tell you everything I know. All you have to do is let me go home. The girl returned weakly.
"What's your name?Where do you live?Who are your parents?Where are they now?," the middle-aged man asked the last question, and he couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart.
Although she was surprised by the excitement shown by the middle-aged man, the girl still replied honestly, "My name is Murong Qingxue, I live in Wushuang Village, my father is Huangfu Haotian, and my mother is Shangguan Linglan, I don't know where they are now.
I didn't feel anything when I heard Murong Qingxue's name reported by Nameless before, but after seeing a real person at this time, I heard this name again, and the two men in the room burst out at the same time. But for fear of hurting the girl in front of him, he hurriedly restrained his breath. But the joy and excitement on his face was palpable.
When Murong Qingxue saw the two of them like this, she was startled at first, and then she was puzzled. I don't understand how they could suddenly be so excited.
"You call me uncle?!! you actually call me uncle?? How can you teach me uncle? Xiao Xue'er, I am your uncle, you should call me uncle. Haha" The middle-aged man finally couldn't suppress the ecstasy in his heart and laughed out loud. His own sister, who froze herself seventeen years ago, did not leave a word. After guarding himself for seventeen years, God opened his eyes and sent his sister's flesh and blood to him. Presumably my sister will be happy to know about it. My poor girl.
"What!!" Murong Qingxue was also stunned by what the middle-aged man said, her little hand covered her cherry mouth, her phoenix eyes widened, and she looked incredulous.
"Xiaoxue, listen to your uncle's explanation. "The middle-aged man seems to have the consciousness of being an uncle. As soon as he recognized his relatives, regardless of other people's opinions, he had already changed his name to call himself uncle.
"You should know that you are a child who was adopted by Huangfu Haotian," the middle-aged man asked kindly. It's like a big bad wolf coaxing a lamb. Let the nameless behind him feel a burst of contempt in his heart.
"Yes, Xue'er has been adopted by her father and mother since she was a child, and they are very good to Xue'er. Do not hurt them. Under the gentle offensive of the middle-aged man, Murong Qingxue was not so panicked.
"Well, Xiao Xue'er, don't worry, we didn't hurt your adoptive parents, speaking of which, your adoptive parents are also from this continent! Have they told you who your biological parents are?" the middle-aged man continued to ask, although the three worshippers reported the situation of the Phoenix Dance Divine Needle and the Ethereal Immortal Trace, the middle-aged man did not know that Wushuang Village no longer existed. And Murong Qingxue was already unconscious before the massacre began, and he didn't know what would happen in the future.
Cher had asked many times, and it seemed that they really didn't know. Just told me that it was Huangfu's father who found me at the door one night. At that time, I only had a dragon-shaped jade pendant on me, and there was also a note that read: Murong Qingxue, please help raise it, thank you!" Murong Qingxue himself didn't feel how he could explain things in such detail to a stranger so defenselessly. Is this really the power of bloodline?
At this time, the middle-aged man was even more sure that the girl in front of him was his sister's missing pearl, his niece. The middle-aged man with a dragon-shaped jade pendant had seen his sister holding it countless times and sighed in vain.
Ha ha. The middle-aged man was filled with joy.
"Xiao Xue'er, do you know your uncle's name?" Hehe" After speaking, without waiting for Murong Qingxue to open his mouth, he said to himself, "The old man's surname is Linghu, and he walks alone in cursive characters." β
"Make it lonely," Murong Qingxue whispered.
"Exactly, your mother, that is, your uncle's only sister. Linghu didn't finish his words.
"Shut ...... up"
A gust of wind blew. White shadows flashed.
The person who came was able to lurk silently beside him, and he was horrified, and he was about to make a move, but he saw Nameless staggering back, looking like a ghost. But his face was full of excitement and excitement.
Who's coming?