The four eyes met each other, and the woman's expression changed dramatically with an expression of disbelief. She staggered to her feet, stumbling to the ground.

"Is Huan'er back?"

That voice seemed to put her in a dream, and she muttered uncertainly, but she wasn't sure.

Outside the small courtyard is Li Xunhuan, who was separated from Emperor Han Qing and Yang Qing and returned from visiting relatives in the Dragon and Tiger Immortal Gate.

The young man, who had been apprehensive in his heart when he invited his brother to his house, had moist eyes and trembling corners of his mouth.

The young man looked at the figure of the woman with a sallow face and fell to the ground, and his heart was like a knife.

He strode through the rotten, yellowed doorway and hugged the woman tightly.

"Mother, I'm back!"

When the woman and her son hugged each other and wept and asked for warmth, in another courtyard in stark contrast to the dilapidated courtyard, the news of Li Xunhuan's return spread throughout the city lord's mansion.

This courtyard is a few in and out, pavilions and pavilions are lined up one after another, and the small bridges and flowing water are full of aura, which is not much better than the Dragon and Tiger Immortal Gate!

In the courtyard of one of the Orchid Pavilions, a graceful and elegant woman with picturesque eyebrows and light moth eyebrows sat dignified on a chair made of pear blossom wood.

The woman smiled skillfully, one hand focused on the agarwood in front of her, and listened intently to the report of a middle-aged man in front of her who was respectful and half-bowed at the waist.

Wherever she sits, she has a myriad of demeanors, and there is an indescribable bearing on her body. Looking forward to it, the eyes like flowers are full of light.

The middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper whispered something, and suddenly I don't know what she heard, Yang frowned, and then it was another scene.

Although this woman has high women's sideburns, she does not look old at all, her snow-white skin can be broken by blowing, and her knife-like melon seed face highlights her outstanding appearance, which shows that she was even more beautiful in the world when she was a girl.

At this time, she frowned, and a different kind of beauty bloomed in her.

But the man who looked like a housekeeper didn't dare to take a breath, held his breath and concentrated, and did not squint, as if this incomparably beautiful woman was not the best in the world, but a snake and scorpion that chose people to devour.

Her red lips opened slightly, and the words she spat out were like a breeze blowing on her face: "You mean that the little beast who has disappeared for a long time has come back wearing the Dragon Tiger Immortal Sect robe?"

The woman was beautiful, but what she said was very indecent.

The man who looked like a housekeeper not only did not feel rude, but bowed his head respectfully and said yes.

"Yes. ”

For in this city of Tokyo, except for a few people, the words of this woman are more effective than the will of the emperor.

"Stand down!"

"Whoa!"

After the butler had retired for a long time, the graceful and noble woman rose from her chair.

However, her face at this time was extremely hideous, full of lingering anger. The whole person seemed to have changed into a different person, and the words he said were even more gritted teeth: "Little beast, why don't you die outside?

But no one will answer her question, only the water bubbling under the small bridge connecting the two pavilions.

In another dilapidated courtyard, a woman with a sallow face cried with joy: "It's good for Huan'er to come back, it's good to come back!"

The young man who had returned from the practice just looked at the woman's sallow face and wept silently.

How could he not understand that it must have been the days he left home, and the nominal aunt withheld his mother's rations.

The young man who practiced very, very hard, quietly reached the early stage of the Void Transformation Realm, and he didn't tell anyone, he just wanted to come back and tell those who bullied their mother and son that I was also a cultivator.

But he felt that he was still too late to come back, and he trembled at the thought of the suffering of his mother and his mother when he left home.

Too much deception.

The wise woman didn't know what her son was thinking, and she comforted her understandingly: "After you leave, I live well, don't be angry, as long as you are safe, we can't fight her!"

The more the woman is so light, the more bitter the young man becomes.

What kind of son am I?

Suppressing the unhappiness in his heart, the young man did not want his mother, who was already difficult enough to live a difficult life, to follow him and be afraid.

He diverted the topic and said coquettishly: "Mother, I want to eat the hand-rolled noodles you made!"

The woman who was in distress smiled when she heard this, turned around and walked to the ruined place that said it was a stove room, and replied in a loud voice.

"Hey, you'll be right away!"

The young man looked at the back of the woman who was only in her thirties and had a staggering step, her eyes were red and her nose was sour.

While the young man was recalling the past with a sad expression, a graceful and luxurious woman, accompanied by several men and women who looked like servants, came towards the dilapidated courtyard.

Before anyone arrived, the sound came.

"Looking for joy my child, where have you been in the past few years, I miss my aunt, I heard that you are back, I immediately put down everything and rushed here!"

The young man sitting alone in the small courtyard had red eyes and tears had not dried.

Hearing this exaggerated remark, the young man's face was full of anger, but he did not have a seizure.

Of course, he knew who the voice was, and if it weren't for this aunt's gift, he and his mother might have been able to live better all these years.

However, for the sake of his mother's safety, he didn't plan to tear his face, and he didn't have the strength to deal with the woman independently.

In a few moments, our city lord's wife, accompanied by a group of retinues, stepped into this small courtyard.

As soon as the lady stepped into the small courtyard and glanced at the environment at will, the good-looking willow eyebrows frowned.

It was the first time she had set foot here, and although she had explained that she had tried her best to suppress the two of them, she never imagined that the conditions would be so difficult. This made her look embarrassed, and she took back what she wanted to say.

If this is known to the master of the day, he will not break out into the wrath of thunder. Anyway, that woman is also the second room that the old man is marrying, and now it is not as good as before.

The little beast Li Xunhuan went out and came back, and turned into a disciple of the Dragon and Tiger Immortal Sect.

This is the real reason why she is willing to condescend to this dilapidated courtyard.

Since this little beast has become a cultivator, it is obviously inappropriate to treat their mother and son as before. Even if the master knows, I'm afraid he won't agree to act like this.

In an instant, the noble lady made a decision in her heart, since she had changed her attitude from suppression to co-optation, she might as well do it once and completely settle this grievance.

The city lord's wife had a countermeasure in her heart for a moment, she showed a distressed expression in the face of Li Xunhuan, and said: "Aunt Xunhuan really didn't expect your living environment to be so bad, it was my majesty who was not strict and made your mother and son suffer!"

The woman said decently, one hand was still covering her chest, and she looked sad, if Li Xunhuan didn't know what she was doing in the past, she would almost be moved to cry.

However, he is no longer the Li Xunhuan of the game Hongchen in the past, he is now a serious cultivator of the Dragon and Tiger Immortal Sect.

"My aunt laughed, our mother and son live very well. ”

Although he was furious in his heart, he wanted to kill the so-called aunt in front of him. But Li Xunhuan knows his current strength, and he can't help but think about his weak mother. If you can improve your mother's living environment because of this, why not be a little hypocritical and wrong?

Hearing this, the woman's eyes shrank, and this little beast became more and more difficult.

Since she had decided, she didn't want to stay here for long, so she directly recruited the housekeeper.

"Where's the butler?"

The butler who followed behind her with a low brow and a pleasing eye walked out.

"In!"

"Send someone to find out, who is so bold to arrange the second lady and the second son here?

"Yes!"

The butler-like man respectfully claimed yes, turned around and left.

Li Xunhuan sneered in his heart, he wanted to see how this aunt would administer justice to his mother and son.

Since setting foot in the cultivation world, he is no longer the Wuxia Amun of the day, and his vision is no longer limited to one city and one pool. He sees that he has become an immortal and is immortal, so with his current identity, even if he is an unfathomable father, he will not treat him as an ordinary son.

Isn't that exactly what my aunt came to do?

Don't blame others for the reality, when a person has no strength, what do you let people look at you squarely?

He has nothing to fear when he comes back this time, and if he can't give him a satisfactory result, he doesn't mind making a fuss. Let the father who has never seen it see what the hell life he has been living all these years!

Sometimes he also wonders if he was born in an ordinary family, and these chickens and dogs would not have happened to him. Can he also call that man a father every day, like ordinary people?

Soon the butler stepped into the courtyard and returned, but this time he had two men in his hands.

The two Li Xunhuan knew each other, and it was Steward Li and Steward Sun who were in charge of the houses in the house and the distribution of silver.

But at this time, the two of them were carried in the hands of the housekeeper like chickens, trembling all over their bodies, and their faces were like ashes.

As the housekeeper approached, the woman threw the two stewards on the ground, splashing a lot of dust.

The woman showed a disgusted expression, and the butler shot as fast as lightning, and the dust in the field instantly collected into his sleeve.

Playing skillfully in one sleeve, Li Xunhuan's eyes narrowed, a master, definitely a master.

Dismounted?

After doing this, the housekeeper bowed: "Mrs. Qiyu, after the investigation of the old slave, it was these two people who harmed the second lady and the second son! I personally captured them and waited for the lady to be released." ”

was swept by the lady's eyes, and the two knelt on the ground and kowtowed like pounding garlic. But the woman was unmoved, in fact she was a little annoyed with them. Although she confessed, she was shocked that these two people were so bold. So at the moment, she looked indifferent and took the lead in drawing a line with them.

"Killed!"

"Wow. ”

The woman waved her indifferent hand, and the butler walked out of the crowd and waved the wind in his hand. A gust of wind blew by, and the two of them could no longer die, there were no particles left, only traces of the existence of the two remained in the bloody wind.

Seeing this, Li Xunhuan's eyes narrowed, and his body tensed, as if he was facing a great enemy.

"What kind of realm is this? Why didn't you know it before?"

The woman glanced at Li Xunhuan and sneered in her heart.

"Cheap you little brute!"

"Come on, assign a better courtyard for the second lady to live in, and let me find out who dares to deduct the second lady's case silver in the future, then the two of them will be the end." ”

Silence like a cicada!

After a long time, there was a panicked sound of consent in the small courtyard.

"......"

Li Xunhuan: "Thank you, aunt!"

Aunt: "The family is polite, accompany your mother well, I'll go first!"

After the woman finished speaking, Lianbu moved lightly, and left the small courtyard with the hem of her skirt swaying.

A woman who had been ignorant of what was going on in the courtyard was not happy in a dilapidated house that could not be called a stove room, and all she had in her simple mind was that the son who had become an immortal still liked to eat the hand-rolled noodles she made, and that's it!

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