Chapter 60: A Strange Sense of Closeness

The shocking battle between the master of the Daoist Sect and the old man in Xuanyi has come to an end, but the turmoil it has not stopped, but has intensified.

Zichen its name, famous in the world for a long time, can be traced back to a hundred years ago, but since its succession as the head of the Dao Sect of Creation and Transformation of a real person, sitting on the Yuxu Mountain, the enlightenment of the Book of Heaven has been nearly 70 years, the people of the same generation in the past, if not the achievement of the Heavenly Master, is already in the ground, made the white bones in the tomb.

Therefore, today's battle can be said to be the first time that this master of the Great True Sect has shot in front of people since he succeeded to the throne, and the purple gas opened the way, the glow greeted each other, and the magnificent spectacle of the Great True Man stepping on the crane to the west is really unforgettable.

In addition, there is also the sword with a finger, a hundred zhang sword qi falling from the sky, a big sleeve move, containing the heaven and earth into the sleeve, a low click, thunder like rain, the means of turning the Holy Spirit in all directions, are also the great magical powers that people talk about.

However, only a very few people can see that within that radius, I am the Fang Yuan Seal of the Dao, and the Dao nature that sees the black cloud dragon as the clear wind and bright moon is also extremely subtle and powerful, but because the momentum is not obvious, most people with poor eyesight have never recognized the mystery.

As Zichen's opponent, the magic methods shown by the old man in Xuanyi can also be called shocking, and those who have such a cultivator should definitely not be unknown people, combined with the title of "Brother Chu" in the mouth of Zichen Dazhen, some old rivers and lakes who stepped into the coffin board with half a foot in the coffin board thought hard, and finally turned out the identity of the old man in Xuanyi.

A hundred years ago, the twelfth "Attack Wushuang" on the list of people was surnamed Chu, and his name was Chu Maniac, which happened to match the "Brother Chu" in Zichen's mouth!

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Walking away from the prayer platform, Mo Qingge and the old man in Xuanyi walked side by side along the central avenue of Hanjiang City, chatting and chatting all the way, saying a lot, but most of them were the old man in Xuanyi chattering, and Mo Qingge was listening quietly.

However, when the words are finished, there will always be a time when the road will come to an end, and after waving goodbye at the gate of Hanjiang City, Mo Qingge watched the figure of the old man in Xuanyi disappear at the end of the ground, and only then did he turn around and return with a sense of amazement.

There is no banquet in the world, but after this separation, the two will never see each other again in this life, for such a fact, whether it is the old man in Xuanyi Chu Madman, or Mo Qingge, they all clearly understand in their hearts, so they will say the same "There will be no time later" at the time of the final farewell.

When I returned to Basho Garden, it was noon, and the sorrow in my heart had been dispersed a lot, just opened the door of the house, and what caught my eye was Siya's delicate little face that concealed worry.

After a long while, Siya raised her little face and said faintly with a hint of crying: "Childe, you didn't come back yesterday night, Siya still thought you didn't want Siya, there was thunder in the sky just now, but Siya was frightened, but Siya was even more worried...... Worried about ......"

Before Xiao Nizi finished speaking, the bean-sized tears had already rolled down her eyes and fell.

Looking at Xiao Nizi's little face with pear blossoms and rain, feeling the anxiety and concern in her heart, Mo Qingge's heart warmed, and after gently wiping away her tears, she whispered: "Is Siya worried that something will happen to me?"

Xiao Nizi pursed her red lips, nodded her little head, and then seemed to think of something, her pretty face was as red as the morning glow, and she hurriedly let go of the little hands that held Mo Qingge.

Bending his arms, Mo Qingge took Xiao Nizi who was about to escape back into his arms, and chuckled: "Last night, your son-in-law didn't return all night because he had something to do, it's not that he didn't want Siya, after all, a servant girl who cares about her master and can cook vegetables like Siya, others can't ask for it!

Siya ...... Is Siya really as good as Childe said?" Xiao Nizi's eyes flashed wide, and her tear-stained little face was filled with joy.

Mo Qingge affectionately scratched Siya's delicate and cute little nose, and said with a smile: "Naturally, it's true, seeing that Siya cares about me so much, my heart is sweeter than eating honey, so I decided to ...... I want to reward Siya well!"

"Siya doesn't want any reward!" Siya shook her head, signaling that she didn't want a reward, but she secretly said in her heart: Siya only has to stay by her son's side for the rest of her life.

"Your son-in-law hasn't said what the reward is, so he refused in such a hurry?"

Mo Qingge sincerely teased her, deliberately making a blamed look, Xiao Nizi's face was honestly frightened, and seeing that her eyeballs were about to fall again, Mo Qingge teased and said.

"I just wanted to reward Siya for staying by my side for the rest of her life, being my bed warmer and little chef!

When Siya heard the first half of the words, her heart was infinitely happy, and she had a feeling that her dream had come true, but when she heard the second half of the sentence, she suddenly woke up from a dream, and hurriedly said: "No, no! Siya is willing, Siya is willing to stay by the side of the child!"

Mo Qingge enjoyed the fun of teasing Xiao Nizi very much, coughed lightly, and said: "But you have already refused just now, so it is not impossible to continue to stay by my side now, but you have to accept a punishment!"

Siya hung her head and said, "How is Childe going to punish Siya?"

After frowning and pondering for a while, Mo Qingge leaned down with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and said faintly in Xiao Nizi's white jade-like ear: "Your son-in-law has not finished his rice food for a day, Siya will go and boil some chicken soup first, as for how to punish you, I will punish you like yesterday morning...... Huh?"

When Siya heard this, her little face suddenly collapsed, but after hesitating again and again, she still made compromises, chose to compromise, and honestly boiled chicken soup for Mo Qingge.

After Siya left, Mo Qingge sat down on the edge of the couch, and his slightly closed eyes showed a thoughtful look.

At first, Mo Qingge thought that it was because of the mutual attraction of Taiyin True Qi and Sun True Qi, so he unconsciously felt close to Siya, but now the more he stays with this little Nizi, the more intense the sense of closeness that seems to come from the depths of his soul becomes, and he even can't wait to be with this little Nizi all the time and never be separated.

Such a strange phenomenon has never been seen before.

In the face of the fairy-like innkeeper Wen Xiangyu, Mo Qingge is just acting on the spot and taking advantage, as for Li Yaohua, it is also a happy rival when there is no fun, for Jiang Qingyue, an introverted woman, Mo Qingge has a respectful and distant attitude, even the blonde stunner Alina, who has just met for a short time, is only out of desire, and stops at love!

But this little girl is different, the closer she gets to her, the more she has a hazy sense of familiarity, but this familiar feeling is not because of Siya as a person, but because of her inner quality......

Soul!

Could it be that I Mo Qingge couldn't know this little girl in my last life, so I met in this life?

After thinking hard to no avail, Mo Qingge couldn't help but have such a ridiculous and absurd thought in his mind.

After a while, Mo Qingge shook his head, didn't think about it anymore, and turned to take out the things that the old man in Xuanyi stuffed into his hand at the time of parting.

It was a human statue no more than three inches in size.