Chapter 630: Brocade returns to his hometown and returns to his hometown

The sun is shining, the breeze is slow, Ning Qianyu is wearing a red wide-sleeved long skirt in the sun, the breeze gently pulls the skirt, her hair is lightly raised, and the pigtails on the side of her face move with the wind, she looks delicate and bright under the sun.

A smile and a smile are touching, the beautiful black and white eyes, the fair pretty face are all visible, and the long eyelashes tremble with the eye waves, which is even more intoxicating.

Hearing Xiao Cheng's words, Ning Qianyu naturally knew that Xiao Cheng was joking, but she was inevitably a little teasing, smiled lightly, and said with slight disgust: "Stinky rascal, don't make fun of me, I'll be really angry if I do it again!"

Xiao Cheng looked at the bright and moving Ning Qianyu and joked: "Hehe, Qianyu looks better when she is angry!"

"You...... Hmph, I'm too lazy to tell you, then I'll go!" Ning Qianyu shook her head, the pigtails on both sides of her pretty face swayed with the movement, Ying Ying jumped, sacrificed the heart guard, and the lotus foot stood on the heart guard and flew up.

"Well, take care!" Xiao Cheng nodded and waved his hand.

"You too, I'm leaving, you go to Tianlong Sword Pavilion, I don't know when you will come out, if you come out, you can go to Kunlun to find me!" Ning Qianyu stopped talking and said softly.

There may not be much parting for her, but she doesn't know when she will be able to meet, and she is inevitably a little disappointed, after all, Xiao Cheng is one of her friends.

This is the case with practice, where more time is spent in cultivation, because the life of a practitioner is longer than that of ordinary people, so the time between separation and gathering is also greatly extended.

The next time we meet may be a year later, ten years later, a hundred years later, no one can say, maybe eternal life can not be seen again, ten years and a hundred years of things are not people, how can we see each other again as before.

Cultivators will experience a lot of life and death in their lives, and they will see all kinds of fellow travelers die and fall, and every time the heavenly tribulation is nine deaths, no one can really go to the end.

The way of heaven is ruthless, it is difficult to ascend to immortals! It is difficult! I have seen countless times after parting with life and death. Either she becomes insensitive, or she becomes more appreciative of the people around her, and she clearly is the latter.

She is a disciple of the head of the Kunlun Inner Sect, and she has seen many brothers and sisters fall on the Heavenly Tribulation since she was a child. Will be sad and cry.

If Xiao Cheng falls down one day, she will be very sad, maybe she will fall one day, and Xiao Cheng will be sad for her at that time?

Farewell today, the future can meet again, full of unknown variables and dangers, the reunion has become extremely ethereal and confused, which makes her mood suddenly become a little low, and the tip of her heart is filled with a small sentimentality of 'if I leave, there will be no time in the future'.

"There will be a period later!" Ning Qianyu suddenly stopped her figure and turned around. solemnly blessed Xiao Cheng, and there was a touch of melancholy between his eyebrows.

"There will be a period later!" Xiao Cheng arched.

It's just that at this time, where can he understand the faint sentimentality in his daughter's heart, and there will be four simple and commonly used words in the future, full of some teasing inner worries, concise but meaningful.

Ning Qianyu finished speaking. Hesitated slightly, turned around and stepped on the heart shield and flew away, the long skirt fluttered, like a Lingbo fairy, a touch of shadow in the warm sun, it looked extremely eye-catching.

In the blink of an eye, Ning Qianyu's figure disappeared between the mountains. Xiao Cheng stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the sky, a little unfinished, the good daughter was gone, perhaps out of some bad roots, and he was a little reluctant to come.

The dead dog shook his head and listened to the song with white headphones, looking at Xiao Cheng. Looking at the distant sky again, I shook my elegant and coquettish bangs, and couldn't help but sing loudly: "The girl gave me a rose, and she said that the rose is very similar to her, with a pair of charming eyes." Long jet black hair wow.

How can I forget her, I want to say a word to the girl, your beautiful smile is like Caixia......

The good girl is so beautiful, the flowers are open for you, for you to sing, sing the dream in your heart, the good girl is so beautiful, your enthusiasm is like the sun, the warmth shines on my heart

...... Whew...... The warmth shone on my heart......"

Xiao Cheng's face turned dark, he slapped the dead dog, and scolded with a smile: "Sing a fart, what does it have to do with you!"

"Whoahahaha, isn't this singing for you, woo, how apt it is!" the dead dog laughed with a wink.

Xiao Cheng stood on the top of the mountain and took a deep breath of cool air, his feelings were a little messy, he kicked a stone away, looked at the layers of mountains in the distance, and suddenly laughed: "Only take one scoop of three thousand weak water, go to his * mother's scoop, drink all the weak water to be happy, a good river and mountain are beautiful and picturesque......

Hahaha...... Good girl is so beautiful, your enthusiasm is like the sun......"

Xiao Cheng's laughter resounded among the mountains, and as soon as he climbed high, he sang the mountains and rivers, but he sang a different kind of desolate and heroic taste...... Sing a mountain song to the dog......

More than ten miles away, Ning Qianyu flew all the way, her mood became a little chaotic for some reason, and the two figures in her mind flickered non-stop, one was the back of a bloody and ruthless person, and the other was Xiao Cheng's hateful face teasing her, which seemed to overlap slowly and always lingered.

"It's really an obscene embryo, how can it be compared to that person!" Ning Qianyu shook her head, stomped her feet, and accelerated her flight speed, and she had already crossed the Ten Thousand Mountains in a roar.

Xiao Cheng stood on the top of the mountain slightly, smiled freely, left a qiē behind, did not look back, without any hesitation, the sword flew across the sky to the sea ......

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After three or four days of brewing and fermentation, the matter of Xiao Cheng becoming the junior uncle of Tianlong Sword Pavilion has spread all over the world, whether it is the cultivation world or the sects and hermit families in the world, they have all known, and it can be said that everyone knows about it.

Knowing that Xiao Cheng had become the junior uncle of the Heavenly Dragon Sword Pavilion Holy Land in one fell swoop, the hermit cultivation family in Huhai was all shocked.

The waste in the eyes of the former Sangong King suddenly ascended to the sky and became the little uncle of the second holy land, this change made everyone in a trance, and they couldn't even believe that this qiē was true.

Last year, he pointed at Xiao Cheng endlessly, and in a blink of an eye, Xiao Cheng became a big man standing in the clouds, which is simply ...... It's incredible.

It was already night when Xiao Cheng returned to Huhai, and he first returned to the family to visit his ancestors.

The old ancestor had already learned that Xiao Cheng had become the junior uncle of Tianlong Sword Pavilion, and when he saw Xiao Cheng coming back, he smiled with his eyebrows, and naturally he was happy for Xiao Cheng in his heart.

Probably because of the mentality, the ancestor inexplicably found that Xiao Cheng seemed to have grown a little taller. Seeing that the old ancestor couldn't close his mouth happily, Xiao Cheng was also happy because of the old ancestor's happiness.

Xiao Cheng accompanied the old ancestor and said some gossip, and finally told the old ancestor about his plans for the future, saying that he was going to go to the Tianlong Sword Pavilion to retreat and practice for a period of time, how could the old ancestor stop it, and said that she didn't need Xiao Cheng to worry about the affairs at home, so that Xiao Cheng could go with confidence.

Leaving the backyard, Xiao Cheng came to the other courtyard and chatted with his master Wuhe Zhenren, Wuhe Zhenren was also happy for Xiao Cheng, he didn't have much to teach Xiao Cheng, Xiao Cheng could enter the fairy island to practice, and it was also the thing he wanted to see the most.

Wuhe Zhenren has been living in Xiao's house for the past few months, because he is very satisfied with all aspects of his diet, but he has gained some weight, he looks more wealthy, and his cultivation has also broken through a level.

Gu Qinghong and Xiao Cheng agreed to meet on Xiaoyao Island in five days, three days have passed, and they have to go to the Tianlong Sword Pavilion early in the morning the day after tomorrow.

When he left the courtyard, he found Yiyi, and when Yiyi saw Xiao Cheng coming back, she happily snuggled in Xiao Cheng's arms, saying that she would not let go of Xiao Cheng.

Yiyi has a lively temperament, everyone in the family likes her, and she is not alone, but when she learned that Xiao Cheng was going to leave for a while, she was crying and reluctant.

The so-called Xiao Biesheng is newly married, the two snuggle together, they must be intimate, close the door and turn off the lights and roll the sheets, Yiyi is satisfied and then falls asleep, Xiao Cheng kisses Yiyi's smooth forehead and leaves the bedroom gently.

The night was getting darker, the moonlight was like water, Xiao Cheng came to Qingqing's door again, and knocked on Qingqing's door with a slight hesitation.

Qingqing is wearing a slim nightdress tonight, her beautiful youthful figure is quite eye-catching, her delicate body always exudes a faint bookish elegance, her black hair is like a cloud shawl, and two faint flushes appear on her fair face, which is quiet and graceful.

Xiao Cheng had just cultivated with Yiyi, she also felt something, and at this time, Xiao Cheng appeared in front of her, extremely embarrassed, embarrassed, and shouted softly: "Brother Xiao...... You're here!"

Xiao Cheng looked at Qingqingjiao's shy and intoxicating appearance, smiled faintly, closed the door and took Qingqing into his arms, and said with a gentle smile: "Well, I will go to the Sword Pavilion in one day, and it is estimated that I will stay in the Sword Pavilion for a while, so I will come to say hello to you." ”

Qingqing snuggled in Xiao Cheng's arms, lowered her head and cheeks, nodded, and said softly: "Congratulations to the eldest brother for entering the Sword Pavilion and becoming the first disciple of Immortal Island." ”

"What is there to congratulate!" Xiao Cheng smiled and shook his head, it was indeed a happy thing to be able to enter the Sword Pavilion, but for him, he was not too excited.

Xiao Cheng hugged Qingqing's slender waist, lowered his head and approached Qingqing's pretty face, Qingqing raised his head shyly, and greeted Xiao Cheng with a faint breath, his soft and sweet lips tasted excellent.

Xiao Cheng gently pried open Qingqing's teeth and hooked Qingqing's dodging tongue, enjoying the girl's unique fragrance and silky and delicate feeling, his heart was soft, and his hands were not honest and slowly roamed on Qingqing's delicate body.

After a long time, Qingqing was panting, she was already conservative and shy, she had experienced this kind of deep kiss, her pretty face was bloody, and Ruru said: "Big brother, Qingqing is waiting for you to come back!"

Xiao Cheng's heart warmed, and he patted his buttocks lightly, and said with a smile: "Okay, be casual in the family, don't be too restrained!"

Xiao Cheng said that, turned around and left the bedroom, and the sword flew to Kowloon Villa in a blink of an eye, Yao Miao and Ning Jingzhen now live in Kowloon Villa and take care of the affairs of Kowloon Villa.

As soon as he came to the side courtyard of the villa, he heard a burst of noisy and angry cheers from the room, Xiao Cheng couldn't help frowning, who is making noise in the Kowloon Villa at night?

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~RP