Chapter 114: Fragile
"Oh, don't worry, I'll bring you a gift!"
Obviously, Qianqiao misunderstood what he meant, thinking that he was thinking about his gift~
"Ahem, no, I... Forget it, let's talk about it when you come back, there are many dangers in the secret realm, pay attention to safety..."
Looking at the heartless girl in front of her, Nangong Yunchuan was a little helpless, obviously this girl had not yet opened her mind.
"Well, I'll pay attention, thank you for coming to see me off~ Then I'll go~ See you in March~"
After Qian Qian waved goodbye to Nangong Yunchuan, he glanced at the third uncle who had not yet left, and was a little strange why this big man hadn't gone back yet, but he didn't take it seriously, and boarded the spirit ship in a few steps.
After passing through the protective barrier, it suddenly opened up in front of me, and on the deck, which was wide enough for hundreds of people to walk, there were only a few people standing sporadically at this time, and I thought that everyone else was cultivating in their respective rooms.
Qianqiao is still the first time to sit on the spirit boat, this kind of vehicle that can fly in the air is different from the aircraft in the previous life, because of the existence of a protective enchantment, even in the open air will not be affected by the air current, leaning on the railing and looking down, you can no longer see the Nangong family, with the rise of the spirit boat, there is a wonderful feeling that the world is under your feet.
"Buckwheat, it will take four days to go to Snow Cloud City, do you want to go to the room to rest?"
Since she was injured, she has been treated as fragile by her adoptive father.
Qianqiao still remembers her adoptive father who rushed to the ring that day, if she wasn't the person concerned, she really had the illusion that this person was going to part with someone.
"Daddy, I'm really completely fine~"
"But if you don't show me the wounds, I always feel unsure. ”
Nangong Zhengyang has been thinking about this matter for the past few days, but the third uncle's Xianshui Pavilion can't enter, and now he finally found an opportunity.
"Alas... Forget it, Daddy, come to my room..."
Qian Qian sighed helplessly, turned around and walked towards his room, where there were signs prepared in advance.
Qian Qiao found the door number with her name on it, and after entering her spiritual power, the door opened.
"Daddy, look~ it's okay ~ I don't even have a scar~"
After taking Nangong Zhengyang into the room, Qian Qian transformed the long-sleeved shirt into a camisole, so that she could see if there was an injury on her shoulder.
In her previous life, she often wore it like this in the summer, but she didn't feel any shyness, the reason why she was embarrassed before was because she was watched by a group of people, and she had a sense of shame, but now there is only one adoptive father, but it doesn't matter~
"Whew... It's okay..."
Seeing that there were indeed no scars on Qianqiao's shoulders, Nangong Zhengyang's hanging heart finally let go, but for the sake of safety, he still raised his hand and touched the girl's exposed shoulder, wanting to see if there was any hidden wound left that he didn't see, but the delicate touch from his fingertips made him immediately withdraw his fingers.
"Buckwheat, you have a good rest, I, I'll go out first..."
After speaking, without waiting for Qianqiao to reply, he turned around and ran out of the room.
“???”
Qian Qiao looked at her adoptive father who fled in a hurry, a little confused, wasn't it okay just now?
Seeing his adoptive father leaving, his robe flashed, and he turned back into a long-sleeved shirt, Qianqiao took off her shoes and sat cross-legged on the bed, and there were still four days before she arrived in Snow Cloud City, so let's practice well in the next few days~
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Four days passed in a flash, during which Qianqiao went out but did not find any trace of her adoptive father, but she had seen Xiuxiu a few times, and when she asked about her brother, Xiuxiu said that she had been in retreat since her brother lost the game, and even when she arrived on the ship, she was locked in her room to practice.
Qian Qian silently gave Nangong Rufeng the nickname of "Cultivation Maniac".
As the spirit ship slowly fell, Qian Qiao had already seen a large area of snow white below.