581 The rhythm of eating even the vinegar of his own father-in-law
Maybe it's because her heart has already been tempered and strong, or maybe it's because there are no traces left by her biological father and mother in her life, Ye Qingchen didn't have too violent emotional fluctuations in her heart after watching the video.
However, after all, blood is thicker than water, and the emotions hidden in the blood can't help but burst out at this moment, controlling her thoughts.
"Fu Hanxiu, how do you say my father and mother are doing now?"
Fu Hanxiu held her hand, his slender fingers slowly retracted, and wrapped her hand in his big hand, "Since your father and mother can get the help of a superior person and escape from the hands of the gods, it will not be a big problem." ”
Ye Qingchen nodded and clenched the crystal in his hand.
Since that master can split the space and send her and her mother to the cloud realm, he is also a great power.
She had a hunch that her father and mother were still alive.
She put away the crystal, turned her face sideways and asked Fu Hanxiu, "You say, is my father particularly good?"
If he is not excellent, how can her beautiful mother, who is as beautiful as a flower, love him so much that she would rather give up her divine status, give up her glory, and elope with him?
I thought that Fu Hanxiu would nod and admit at her words, but who knew that he looked at her for a while and said, "Well, but not as good as me." ”
Ye Qingchen: "......"
Is this the rhythm of eating even the vinegar of my father-in-law?
Ye Qingchen had the intention of teasing him, and raised his eyebrows to intimidate him, "You say so, aren't you afraid that when you go to ask for a kiss, the old man won't agree?"
Fu Hanxiu blinked his eyes, and a brief confusion appeared in his deep eyes. He seemed to have just reacted, and there was such a thing.
"Poof~" Ye Qingchen was amused by his appearance.
It's night
A crescent moon hangs high in the sky, exuding a bright silver glow.
Under the moonlight, a figure stood in the Xianliu Garden, and the night breeze came slowly, gently blowing the long hair at the corners of his clothes.
What Ye Qingchen saw when he came out of the house was such a scene. At that moment, she was in a bit of a trance, and almost felt that her master seemed to be going to become an immortal in the next moment.
Between the moonlight and the snow, he is the third stunning color.
This is very appropriate for the Immortal Stream Master.
She raised her eyebrows, and in her heart, she thought that Shizun was incompatible with this turbid world, and that he should live in the fairy world full of immortal energy and holiness, without a trace of dust.
"Why haven't you slept yet?" Master Xianliu turned around, half of his face hidden in the night, and half of it was like snow.
Ye Qingchen took a breath, walked towards Master Xianliu, blinked and said playfully, "I was amazed by the back of the master immortal, and I couldn't sleep for a long time!"
"You girl!" Master Xianliu couldn't help but laugh, shaking his head with a helpless expression.
Ye Qingchen showed him a slightly cute smile.
"Master, what are you thinking?"
"I'm wondering, are you about to abandon me as a master?"
The smile on Ye Qingchen's face, because of this sentence, froze there.
"How did Shizun see it?" Fu Hanxiu said that he would take her to the Holy Land, and she agreed. In fact, even if Fu Hanxiu didn't mention this matter, she wouldn't stay in the imperial capital all the time.
"You don't belong here. ”
He turned around and looked up at the crescent moon, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
His disciples, like the moon in the sky, are destined to one day stand on the highest place, sprinkling their radiance on every inch of this vast land.
The Qingxuan Dynasty can't keep her, the Holy Land can't keep her, and the endless territories in the world can't keep her!
Ye Qingchen nodded slowly, "No matter where I am, my master will always be my master, one day as a teacher, all living beings as teachers, I will often come back to annoy you, don't dislike me when the time comes!"
Come back often to annoy him?
The Immortal Stream Master's eyes flashed.
He wished he had been bothered by him all the time.
But...
Under the eyes of the immortal master, a touch of gloom was crossed.
The two stood side by side, both looking up at the starry sky above them, without saying more.
The stars are like water, the sky is like a curtain, this night is quiet, and the gratuitous end makes people feel that the years are quiet.
On the second day, news came from Ye Mansion that Hu Chan was dead, and the last words Hu Chan said before he died were 'Ye whispered to kill me'!