Gu Mingxue took Shen Qingyi's hand and looked at Shen Qingyi's appearance carefully.

"It's dark, and I'm thin."

The appearance of an old mother really made She Zijiang on the side twitch the corners of his mouth.

"Little junior sister, where have you been all these years? Do you know that since you entered the Yellow Spring Secret Realm, the soul lamp flickered several times, and finally the Yellow Spring Secret Realm was closed, and your soul lamp was completely extinguished, We asked many monks who entered the Yellow Spring Secret Realm about your whereabouts, but they all said that they didn't see you in the end, do you know how worried we are about you...... I...... I thought it was ...... You ......"

Shen Qing listened to Gu Mingxue's somewhat choked voice, and couldn't help but reach out and pull Gu Mingxue's hand.

"Senior sister, I'm fine, I'm back alive now, this should be a happy thing."

"Yes, yes, yes! It's a joy to have! There's nothing happier than when you're back! Tonight, Senior Sister, I will definitely ask the master of the big cafeteria to cook a special and sumptuous dinner for us to celebrate your return, Little Sister! ”

"Good!"

After Gu Mingxue pulled Shen Qingyi towards the cafeteria, She Zijiang sighed slightly.

He was not a fool, after returning to the Spirit Dao Sect from his own disciple, he clearly felt that the killing aura on his disciple was much stronger than a few years ago.

Moreover, Shen Qingyi's style of acting has changed too much in just a few years.

The person is still the same person, but he has changed too much.

has matured, has more ability, and has the murderous and sharp aura that a cultivator in the immortal realm should have.

However, he didn't seem to feel much happy, which he had hoped to see......

A dinner party was held in Tianshui Peak, and the participants were not only some of Shen Qingyi's past friends, but also some friends made by friends.

Everyone laughed happily and congratulated Shen Qingyi on his return.

After three rounds of drinking, Shen Qingyi sat on a branch of a huge pear tree in the Luohong Palace.

There is laughter and laughter not far away, Shen Qingyi closed his eyes, felt the breeze on his face, and the pear blossoms were intoxicating.

"Why, hiding here alone, didn't you get something good, and you don't want to share it with my senior brother? Xiao Qingyi, this is your fault! ”

Yue Xicheng took a leap and landed on a branch not far from Shen Qingyi, and the folding fan in his hand had turned into a dark green bone fan.

Shen Qingyi didn't open his eyes, and his hands were pillowed behind his head.

"Why, I haven't seen each other for so long, my little junior sister has grown up, and I don't want to recognize me as a senior brother?"

The wind in front of him was blocked, and as soon as Shen Qing opened his eyes, he saw the demonic face of Yue Xicheng.

Yue Xicheng looked at Shen Qingyi's eyes and couldn't help but smile lightly.

"It's not because I'm fascinated by my handsome face, senior brother, right? I can tell you, I love my senior brother and my senior sister can go around the Lingdao Sect a few times, you ......"

Yue Xicheng looked Shen Qingyi up and down.

I want to say it like Shen Qing did when he was an hour.

"Little bean sprouts, little plates".

But today's Shen Qingyi is no longer the little radish head he once was.

A head of black hair, soft as silk, the tail is slightly curled, a little more soft, the eyes are clear like a clear spring, but the tail of the eyes is upturned, Qiong's nose is powdered lips, the eyebrows are like Daishan, the skin is like snow, and the willow waist is full of breasts......

"Ahem, ahem! Ahem, ahem! ”

Yue Xicheng couldn't help but fold his fan to cover his face, and the violent coughing sound made his ears slightly red.