Chapter 132: A Family of Three

While talking and laughing, Li Jiang and Mo Junqian also came to the palace.

Lu Chang stopped laughing and said to a few people: "By the way, I'm going back to the sect, and I'm here to say goodbye to you this time." ”

Li Jiang wondered, "Why don't you go with Mu Dong?"

Lu Changdao: "I didn't plan to go back, but then I thought about it, Mu Dong, this kid is so playful, and his vigilance is poor, I was worried that there would be more incidents on the road, so I decided temporarily." ”

"Then Master, he ......"

Lu Chang raised his hand to interrupt him, "This is the result of my discussion with my senior brother, besides, Qingyun Sect can't be left alone, he can't go back, it can only be me." ”

There was helplessness in his words, Li Jiang looked at the distance between his master and the Taishi who were too close to each other, and couldn't help but feel some sympathy for Uncle Lu Chang.

"Okay, I won't talk to you more, I'll go first. ”

After saying goodbye to everyone, Feng Lao also stood up and sent Lu Chang out of the door in the same way, until his figure disappeared.

Under the bright day, everyone gathered in the hall and began to discuss the post-war reconstruction.

As the head of the Qingshan Fusheng Pavilion, Taishi personally assigned everyone to be responsible for the corresponding duties, and Ji Yue, as her eldest disciple, assumed the position of the person in charge.

When she led everyone to Qingshan Town to rebuild the streets of the houses, she asked Qing and Li Jiang, "Have we met before?" ”

Li Jiangqinghe glanced at each other, and said in unison: "There are countless people in the world who look similar, and familiarity does not mean that they must know each other." ”

"Oh, that's probably my mistake. Ji Yue turned around and continued walking, muttering as she walked: "If you haven't seen it, you haven't seen it, why are you so loud......"

Before they had gone far, there were a few shouts behind them, and everyone looked back, only to see Miao'er and Yuan Xiu, as well as Luo Fan and Luo Yun's brothers and sisters, walking over.

Seeing the familiar face, Qinghe's hands tightened, and his face remained calm, but his body moved behind Qirong little by little.

I don't know why, but I have a strange emotion in my heart. ”

The words drifted to Li Jiang's ears, and he said lightly: "Is it called the emotion of a weak heart?"

Qinghe looked at him suddenly: "Fine, how do you know?"

"Because not long ago, Mu Dong said the same thing to you. ”

Qinghe: "......"

As she spoke, Miao'er had already run in front of everyone and shouted excitedly: "Senior brother, you are here too! Miao'er hasn't seen you for a long time, I miss you so much...... Hey, who is she? What a beautiful young lady. ”

Pretty? Are you talking about her?

Suddenly praised, Qinghe smiled, walked to the front with his head held high, and said in a shallow voice: "The girl praised it falsely." ”

"Contrived. Shen Xun suddenly teased.

Qinghe glared at him and said softly to Miao'er: "This girl is very cute, I heard you just call Qirong a senior brother, could it be that you are also a disciple of the Royal Mirror Villa?"

Miao'er said jokingly: "Yes, this time I came with the old man, and Yuan Xiu, he is my husband." ”

This time, Yuan Xiu didn't refute again, and even looked at Miao'er with a doting smile, affectionate and a little shy, and she was the only one in his eyes.

Qinghe raised his eyebrows, and said in his heart that the two were finally together.

"It's getting late, it's time to go. ”

The group was in full swing and began this short-term reconstruction work, and it has been more than three months since the prosperity of Qingshan was seen.

……

Demon Clan's barren mountain.

In a clean courtyard, Ji Chen was lying on the bed, his eyes closed, and fine sweat broke out on his forehead, as if he was sleeping unsteadily.

There was still gibberish in his mouth, and he was dreaming about something, and Yan Luo listened carefully, but he only vaguely heard "It's you...... Found it...... The word "book ......".

The wooden fan shook slightly, Yan Luo stared at Ji Chen's unstable face, and secretly said in his heart that he was not stupid because of the red fire.

Thinking of the red fire, and thinking of the man who controlled the red fire, Yan Luo frowned, and his heart was a little uncomfortable.

She stood up, walked to the window, and saw the crowd waiting quietly outside the house, and her mind gradually drifted into the distance.

It was a memory long enough to be forgotten, but the moment the person appeared, it burst out like a locked secret box, and she was caught off guard.

Memories flooded her, and she tried to stop it, but it was too late.

Consciousness fell into a nightmare, struggled to come out, and was just about to come out of his consciousness when suddenly a voice sounded in his ears.

Yan Luo came back to his senses and looked at the comer.

"How's the Lord?" his voice was hoarse and rough, and Yan Luo frowned without showing a trace.

"The external injuries are fine, but the internal injuries need to be recuperated for a few days. Yan Luo said: "General Mo, there hasn't been any chaos in the demon clan these days, right?"

"With me, there won't be any trouble. ”

Yan Luo raised a seductive smile, "That's good, hard general." ”

"This time you invaded Middle-earth, you are obviously bound to win, how can you come back defeated?"

Yan Luo sat casually on the table and chair beside him, with a hint of fatigue between his eyebrows, "Victory and defeat are common things in soldiers, defeat is defeat, there is no reason." ”

"Hmph, if I had me, I wouldn't have been so embarrassed. ”

Hearing his taunts, Yan Luo Liang glanced at him and said, "Really, don't forget, how did you come to this barren mountain in the first place and become a member of the demon race, arrogance is not a good skill." ”

"You!" the man said angrily, and only after a half regain his composure, "and when are you going to attack Middle-earth again?"

"What's the hurry, there will always be a chance for you to play, besides, ......"

She looked at the cloudless sky in the distance and whispered, "Time flies." ”

……

Three months later.

The autumn breeze is blowing, and the weather is getting cooler.

The streets of Qingshan Town are bustling with people, and the market is full of shouting and selling, and it is more prosperous than before the reconstruction.

It's just that today is different from the past, there are still many people on the street, but everyone has put away the stall tables, closed the door, and walked in the same direction.

Someone didn't know the situation, so he asked, and someone immediately replied to him: "Previously, the Fusheng Pavilion joined forces with the monks of various factions to fight against the demon clan and saved the people of our town, but now that the mountain is rebuilt, we can continue to live here, so everyone decided to have a good banquet to thank them for saving their lives." ”

"I see, so where is this going?"

"Cuiliuyuan, the largest restaurant in the newly built town, the boss specially said that all the banquets today were free, and he paid for them alone. ”

"Let's go, then. ”

"Let's go. ”

“……”

At the same time, Taishi and the others had already arrived at Cuiliu Garden.

Hearing that the people were going to hold a banquet, the Taishi did not agree, but everyone persuaded her, but she couldn't resist and agreed.

After coming to Cuiliu Garden, I saw the colorful silk hanging high, and the dishes were simple and not extravagant, and I was a little relieved.

At the door, the boss greeted him personally, his words were respectful, and his behavior was full of admiration.

Qi Changfeng was on the side, walking side by side with Taishi, behind Feng Lao Li Jiang followed, and Qinghe Qirong followed slowly at the back.

A pair of dark blue robes, anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is a pair of talented and beautiful women, women look envious, and men look envious.

"What a beautiful young couple, they even have children at a young age, they are so happy. ”

"Yes, pity my child, alas!"

The words drifted into Qinghe's ears with the autumn wind, expressing deep regret for this disaster, but she didn't understand how this kid got it.

As if seeing her doubts, Qi Rong tapped her palm and pointed to Shen Xun, who was walking slowly in front of them.

Qinghe immediately understood, and raised his hand to pat the little adult's shoulder.

Shen Xun turned his head, "What's the matter?"

When the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back again, and only said, "It's okay, I suddenly think you're cute and want to see you." ”

Shen Xun pouted, raised his eyebrows and said, "I know I'm cute, I don't need you to tell me." ”

Qinghe withdrew his hand and smiled at each other.

Seeing this scene in the eyes of others, I feel that this family of three is happy and happy.