Turning his head to look at Mu Yuxuan and Mo Ziqing, the three of them exchanged glances, and they were a little more vigilant.

Out of the maze array, there are two steep peaks in front of you, and between the peaks, a narrow moat that can only be passed by one person.

Several people followed behind the Great Elder and walked into the crack of the mountain, and the further they walked inside, the wider it became.

Both sides of the mountain wall are covered with all kinds of strange plants that have never been seen, a gust of breeze blows, and the light fragrance of plants and trees with a little moisture lingers in the noses of everyone, taking a deep breath, which is refreshing.

The mountain crevice is continuous and tortuous, about ten miles long, after walking out of the mountain crevice, the eyes suddenly open up.

In front of everyone is a huge valley, and at a glance, thousands of miles away, the pale blue outline of the mountain range can be faintly seen.

In the valley, exotic flowers and plants bloom, and a meandering stream passes through the valley, and there are several exquisite attics standing beside the stream.

On the other side of the attic, there is a large martial arts training ground, and the field is paved with white jade.

It should be that the Great Elder has returned from the message, and at this moment, there are more than a dozen figures walking in the martial arts training ground.

The most current one is a beautiful woman, gorgeous and compelling, and extraordinary, she is the fastest, and she pounced directly, hugged the blood Qianye in front of her, and cried loudly.

While crying, he also counted: "You conscienceless little bastard, you didn't come back for more than ten years as soon as you went out, and you didn't even send a message back......"

Crying and crying, the hand that was originally holding the blood for a thousand nights climbed up to his ear, picked it up and dragged it away.

Blood Qianye didn't dare to resist at all, so he could only beg for mercy with "oops": "Mother, mother, I still have friends, how about you save me some face--"

The mother's hand of the blood thousand nights stiffened, and she suddenly let go of her fingers, and turned around with a hearty smile: "Oh, it's our family's friends every night, distinguished guests, hey, such a bright little girl, you have a good eye!" ”

As he spoke, he came up enthusiastically, just took Luo Hengbo's hand, looked up and down, and the more he looked, the happier he became.

While looking, she also asked Luo Hengbo to call her Aunt Qian, and at the same time asked Luo Hengbo what his name was and where he lived.

A living one, the mother-in-law looks at her future daughter-in-law, and the more she looks at it, the happier she becomes.

Ignore Mo Ziqing and Mu Yuxuan beside Luo Hengbo completely.

Mu Yuxuan glanced at Mo Ziqing, who had a dark face, sympathetically, touched her nose and stepped aside, lighting a piece of wax for her own mother who was in the blood of a thousand nights.

Where is Luo Hengbo used to such sudden enthusiasm, especially in the blood Qianye's own mother, who is affectionate and scrutiny, looking at it with pickiness, and there is a trace of satisfaction in the pickiness, which makes her uncomfortable.

Mo Ziqing behind Luo Hengbo saw everything in his eyes, and his mood suddenly became not good, his own girl finally coaxed her to change her mind, and she wanted to take meat from the wolf's mouth in the blood of a thousand nights?

There are no doors!

Mo Ziqing stretched out his hand, and with a skill, pulled Luo Hengbo into his arms, clearly declaring his ownership, and his eyes like extremely cold ice and snow only lightly swept away the blood of his own mother.

Anyway, the immortal elves who were also in the realm of King Xuan couldn't bear it, so they shivered all over, took a step back vigilantly, and put on a defensive posture.

Before Luo Hengbo could come back to his senses, he saw Blood Qianye's own mother turning her head and pulling Blood Qianye with a little doubt and vigilance: "Son, who is this?" ”

Blood Qianye snorted coldly angrily: "Classmate." ”

(Education 123 Literature Network)