Before leaving for Dingjiang, Ye Qinghuan really didn't think that he would meet Murong Jiu in Dingjiang.

However, when she followed Ximen Jiaxue and others all the way to the bank of the Dingjiang River, and saw the tall figure that was too familiar to be familiar, she twitched hard in her heart!

Just because, five or six steps away from him, there was a woman in white with a stunning appearance.

Without looking too much, Ye Qinghuan already knew that this woman in white must be the little princess of the Duanmu family that Ye Lanling had mentioned to her-Duanmu Xue.

With just a glance from afar, she knew that this Duanmu Xue really had a beautiful face, three points more beautiful than any woman she had seen in Xiliang.

In particular, that dusty temperament is something that many women desire to have but find difficult to have.

Appearance is innate, but temperament can only be cultivated by various family cultivations.

Murong Jiu kept his back to Ye Qinghuan, he stood on the riverside and looked out from afar, his mind was not here.

But when a familiar fragrance that shocked him inexplicably rushed into his nasal cavity, he suddenly turned around!

Ye Qinghuan's delicate face with a faint smile instantly imprinted into Murong Jiu's eyes, making his heart almost stop beating.

It's her!

His little girl!

Murong Jiu barely blinked his eyes, and looked greedily at Ye Qinghuan, who was following Ximen Jiaxue.

Ximen Jiaxue, Murong Jiu had seen it, but he didn't think about how the little girl of his family could be with the people of the Ximen family.

He moved at will alone, and in an instant, he swept in front of Ye Qinghuan.

Ye Qinghuan blinked, suppressed the surging longing in his heart, pursed his lips and looked at Murong Jiu with a light smile.

What will he do?

The next moment, Murong Jiu answered her with action - he stepped forward and hugged her into his arms with force!

"Huanhuan, Huanhuan......" Murong Jiu's tone was so excited that he trembled a little, his whole person was overwhelmed by joy, and the emotion in his heart was almost flooded!

Since the date agreed between the two has passed, and he has not been able to return to Xiliang as promised, he has been unable to sleep and eat, and all he thinks about is her.

He longed for the countless times that he was the one who knew her best, and believed that she would come to him in the ancient realm just as he thought in his heart.

After all, the owner of Yan Fu is also the son of Lanling, and he must know the way to come to the ancient realm!

However, he was afraid that he was not by her side, and she would not be able to deal with the deep Lanling prince of the city, and she would not be able to make the Lanling prince bring her here.

Countless contradictions finally dissipated at this moment.

She's really coming......

Although she came so unexpectedly and shocked him, but at this moment she was really in his arms, and he thanked all the gods for loving him so much!

Everyone around was stunned by this scene!

Except for Ximen Jiaxue, who knew that Murong Jiu was Ye Qinghuan's ninth uncle, the people of the Duanmu family were all stunned.

Especially Duanmu Xue.

At the moment when the two figures overlapped, Duanmu Xue clenched her fists, biting her lower lip with her teeth, and her eyes flashed again and again.

What's going on?

Murong Jiu had been in the Ancient Realm for more than half a year, and she had never seen him get close to any woman.

Can ...... now What's going on with the girl he hugged tightly?

Duanmu Xue Yingying stepped forward and looked at the pair of men and women who hugged each other tightly, her tone was slightly smiling, but there was a hint of fierceness in her eyes: "Murong Gongzi, this girl, do you know it?" ”

The sound of 'Murong Gongzi' made Murong Jiu's expression slightly colder.