Son-in-law, your wife ran away again

"haven't seen you for a long time?"

Mimis suddenly had a new understanding of this word.

Oaks looked at Ling Shaoqing, his eyes were not very friendly, he always felt that every time Ling Shaoqing came, he would make Mu Yan very unhappy.

Although, when Ling Shaoqing helped them back then, Oakes' first impression of this man was still very good, but it's different now.

He's getting bored of him.

Hua Zhaoying nodded with a smile, as if recalling his greeting.

In front of a gentle and polite 20-year-old white Taoist, Ling Shaoqing suddenly felt a little overshadowed.

Hua Zhaoying is indeed famous for being excellent.

He thought so.

But not long after, he turned his attention to Mu Yan who was at the side.

The little girl looked at him with vigilance in her eyes, which made Ling Shaoqing happy.

"How about Xiaoyan Xiaoyan? Do you miss me very much? I miss you very much."

Ling Shaoqing winked at her, but Mu Muyan still stared at him expressionlessly as if she hadn't seen it.

Seeing her appearance of suppressing her inner feelings, Ling Shaoqing couldn't help feeling a little funny.

"Xiao Yan doesn't have to be so unfamiliar with me, it's not unusual."

Ling Shaoqing said so.

But in the eyes of everyone, he is like the person who greeted him shamelessly. Wan Muyan always has a cold face, making him stick his hot face on his cold ass.

But Ling Shaoqing was not annoyed, on the contrary, he became more and more happy.

"Did you take that medicine?"

A question suddenly uttered by Mu Muyan made Ling Shaoqing at a loss for words.

For a long while, this extremely noisy man did not speak.

Ling Shaoqing's complexion was obviously stiff.

"It should be eaten, because the poison has been unraveled."

After some observation, Hua Zhaoying came to this conclusion.

Hua Zhaoying's serious and serious reply surprised Wan Muyan, she quietly turned her head to look at Hua Zhaoying.

Hua Zhaoying just blinked at her.

It's like saying, it's okay, you still have Master to help you.

Wan Muyan didn't know how Hua Zhaoying saw the boredom in her heart, and actually helped her out.

Wan Muyan was a little pleasantly surprised, and when he looked at Ling Shaoqing again, he had already suppressed the smile on his face.

He coughed twice, deliberately avoiding the topic.

"Today is my game, He Mujia, you must remember to watch."

After throwing down these words, Ling Shaoqing left in embarrassment.

Wan Muyan looked at his stiff and frustrated back, and accidentally laughed out loud.

"This young master is quite interesting."

Hua Zhaoying commented.

"Fun is fun, but it's so annoying."

Wan Muyan expressed her inner thoughts very seriously.

Ling Shaoqing, who was walking in front, suddenly sneezed twice.

"Who is scolding me?" Ling Shaoqing rubbed the tip of her nose and muttered to herself.

"But even so," Mu Yan still looked at the backs of those people, tall and straight, looking very reliable, "They are still good opponents, and they are also great monks."

Dusk Smoke spoke highly of them.

Hua Zhaoying turned her head, looked at the immature profile of the seven-year-old girl, smiled and shook her head.

"It's really like a little adult."

He said so.

Wan Muyan looked up in surprise, only to see Master's smile that was too late to put away.

Hua Zhaoying walked towards the arena.