"It's almost there!" Murong Qing happily pointed to the pea-sized black dot in the distance and said to Li Mubai.

"Hmm!" Li Mubai responded perfunctorily, it was really this way, Murong Qing had already said similar things many times, such as: You will arrive in two more towns, and you can see it after climbing a mountain.

Murong Qing's spirit was extremely excited, or excited, but Li Mubai looked sad, not that he was bored with Murong Qing, but that the Spring Festival was approaching, so he just thought about people.

The Spring Festival can be said to be the most important festival of the Chinese nation, it does not have the significance of commemorating someone such as the Dragon Boat Festival and the Qixi Festival, nor is it like the Double Ninth Festival, the Mid-Autumn Festival and the like are favored by the literati and writers of various dynasties, but it is a new beginning of the year, and it is a day when the working people can take a short rest, say goodbye to the old and welcome the new, and reunite with their families.

Just like Li Mubai in his previous life, even if he said that he didn't want to go home, even festivals such as the Mid-Autumn Festival, but every year when it comes to the Spring Festival, he still thinks about a ticket back to his hometown every day, walks with the crowd, and returns to the home that raised him.

And for parents, even if there are no gifts, no intimate words, and even quarrels as soon as they meet, as long as the child can come back, although he doesn't say it, but the joy can't hide from the familiar person.

"Now, don't worry, my father and mother are very talkative, they will definitely welcome you!" Murong Qing said seriously, her small and crystalline ears dyed with a layer of pink.

Li Mubai replied casually: "Why should I worry, it's a big deal to pat my ass and leave, will they still eat me? Or won't I be able to leave?"

......

"Boy, where are you from? What were you born in? How many people are in the family? How old are you this year?" As soon as a middle-aged man met, his mouth was like a cannon, and a series of questions were thrown towards Li Mubai.

"Daddy, what are you doing?"

Murong Qing hugged the middle-aged man's arm and kept shaking, very displeased.

"Haha! Aren't I happy for you? It's really not easy to have friends! I'm still worried that with your temperament, what will I do when I go out in the future?"

The middle-aged man was Murong Qing's father, Murong Jiutian, wearing a wide black robe, the edge of the clothes was embroidered with gold silk moire, and the back was embroidered with a big "sword" character. Black hair and black beard, full of heaven, a pair of eyes seem to be ordinary, but they reveal a sharp gaze from time to time, and he has a dignified and upright image.

It's a pity that as soon as he spoke, that high-minded temperament disappeared in Li Mubai's eyes, and was replaced by the appearance of an ordinary father with a somewhat broken mouth.

Speaking of the famous sword qi, for some young people with lofty ambitions, this is familiar and unfamiliar, and his experience is quite legendary, simply put, this is a tyrant and a cool character.

From a mediocre and unoptimistic "second generation of martial arts" to the third legend on the daily list, it is unknown what kind of hardships and obstacles he has experienced, but his brilliance is obvious to all, and it is also from a "waste material" to rise, which is undoubtedly talked about, and is also considered to be a model of counterattack, becoming an "idol" of countless young people with mediocre talents and dreams.

"I have this ...... Don't you feel at ease?" Murong Qing remembered the scene when she ran after Li Mubai on a whim, her pretty face turned red, and her tone was not so firm.

If it weren't for Li Mubai to "help" her, she might really fall to the point of stealing things with martial arts, which made her secretly glad that she was following Li Mubai, otherwise even if she didn't fight her idea, she wouldn't let her stay away, not to mention that she benefited a lot from this trip, not only learned a lot of experience in walking the rivers and lakes, but also went to the next level of martial arts.

Murong Jiutian smiled teasingly: "What do you say?"

"Ignore you!" Murong Qingjiao was disgusted, let go of the hand holding Murong Jiutian, and then said to Li Mubai, who was left aside, "Don't mind, my father is like this, but there is no malice." ”

Li Mubai nodded.

Murong Jiutian interjected: "What opinion can he have? As an elder, what can I do if I ask him a few questions? Isn't this how it should be? By the way, you kid hasn't answered my question yet!"

"Daddy, I'll ignore you if you do this again!" Murong Qing glared at Murong Jiutian fiercely.

Murong Jiutian surrendered immediately, but he still didn't forget to miss the broken thoughts: "Alas! This daughter is older, and she is no longer close to her father, I am so pitiful!"

Murong Qing didn't hear it, threw Murong Jiutian alone in the front yard, and pulled Li Mubai's sleeve: "Let's ignore him, let's go, I'll take you to meet my mother!"

Li Mubai reluctantly followed Murong Qing's strength, and glanced at Murong Jiutian from the corner of his eye, the expression on his face at this moment was very exciting, both relieved, reluctant, vigilant, and annoyed......

Li Mubai has never seen anyone with such a wonderful expression, and it can make people clearly understand that this is really rare, and it is really humiliating not to be an actor.

"Mother, mother, I'm back!"

Murong Qing screamed as soon as she arrived in the backyard, but there was no scene of the mother and daughter meeting and sobbing as Li Mubai expected.

A fierce voice came from a room: "You crazy girl still know how to come back? I thought you ran away with a man and didn't come back!

Murong Qing was obviously not surprised, ran into the house with a smoke, wrapped her arms around a woman's neck from behind, and said in a coquettish tone: "Mother...... Am I not coming back?"

Several people dressed as maids opposite the woman stood up one after another and shouted respectfully, "Miss!"

"It's a disappointment, I'm just right! It's not the right time for you girl to come back!" The woman was just when everyone was relieved by the arrival of reinforcements, and their vigilance was relaxed, but they didn't want the assassin who had been moving to attack at this time, in other words, this assassin had been watching here, waiting for the time to strike. And this is also his only chance, if he does not act after this, the chances of success are not very high, and there is a good chance that he will be targeted, let alone before, if he is sure, he will not have to wait all the time.

When the crowd was unable to react, the arrow fell into the human circle, which also represented the fate of the death of King Jupei.

Everyone was stunned, and then shame and fear followed. To know this, please read the latest chapter, please pay attention