She's a real daughter and she's telling people's fortunes again

Silent all night.

The next day, early in the morning.

The sun has just risen.

Chen Ping'an, Song Chufeng, and Huo Guang had already appeared in the square outside Wutong Palace.

"Don't be lazy. The next time we meet, we must be even stronger than now."

Song Chufeng stood beside Chen Pingan, her eyes full of reluctance.

"The same goes for you, don't let me throw you away too much, otherwise you won't be able to resist if I bully you in the future."

The early morning breeze blew away Song Chufeng's black hair on her temples. Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand to rub the back of his ear and whispered softly against his ear.

"You still want to bully me?"

Song Chufeng frowned, her delicate face showing dissatisfaction.

"Just kidding, don't take it seriously."

Chen Pingan quickly raised his hands in surrender.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

"Are you two done yet?"

"Those who didn't know better thought you would be separated for decades!"

"It's only been a little over a month. We'll meet in just over a month. Can't you be so blasé?"

Huo Guang on the side couldn't bear it anymore and complained in a very irritable manner.

"Ignore him, he's just jealous."

Chen Pingan glanced at Huo Guang and smiled.

“Jealousy from a bachelor.”

Song Chufeng opened her mouth with a magic touch.

"I can't defeat you two by myself, so I'm going to leave first!"

Faced with the ridicule of Chen Ping'an and his wife, Huo Guang chose to avoid the edge for the time being.

"Let's go, see you later!"

Seeing that Huo Guang was already on the way down the mountain, Chen Ping'an no longer hesitated, said something to Song Chufeng and then strode away.

Song Chufeng didn't speak, just stared at Chen Ping'an's back.

Not long after, Chen Ping'an, who had never looked back, waved his hand with his back to Song Chufeng, as if he knew that Song Chufeng was always watching him.

Song Chufeng smiled sweetly when she saw this, and left after knowing that Chen Pingan's back disappeared.

"Old guy, when I took your daughter to the Qingluan Sect, you were not so reluctant to let go, right?"

In Wutong Palace, Changkong Qing, who was always looking at Song Chufeng, couldn't help but ask.

"I was picked up by you happily. Not to mention reluctant to leave, I'm afraid I was eager to come to Qingluan Sect as soon as possible."

Song Yang responded with a dumbfounded reply, "It's so irritating that people are so different from each other."

"Women don't stay in college."

After a long time, Song Yang and Changkong Qing sighed softly at the same time, looking at each other and smiling.

at the same time.

At the foot of Wutong Mountain.

Chen Ping'an and Huo Guang were already in the car.

Huo Guang still plays the role of driver.

Therefore, Huo Guang's complaints and complaints are inevitable on the road.

But just because of this, it was not just joking and laughing along the way.

In this way, the two returned to Nanshan Temple as quickly as possible.

Just when the car parked outside Nanshan Temple and Chen Pingan pushed out the door, he saw a familiar figure.

"Brother, you are finally back, I miss you so much!"

The little girl Nangong Qingyu showed joy after seeing Chen Pingan and jumped to Chen Pingan's side.

Seeing this scene, the little monk once again looked sad, but he could only follow closely.

"Donor Chen, master is waiting for you in the back mountain."

The little monk looked at Nangong Qingyu's starry eyes as he stared at Chen Ping'an, feeling helpless in his heart.

Perhaps seeing the sad look on the little monk's face, Chen Pingan became playful and took the initiative to hug Nangong Qingyu: "Let's go to see the holy monk Wuchan together."

"What a holy monk? Brother, don't be deceived. He is just a stingy old monk."

Nangong Qingyu, who was leaning on Chen Pingan's arms, was in a good mood, and his eyes looked like two crescents.

"Don't be ridiculous and show some respect to the holy monk Wu Zen."

Although Chen Pingan couldn't hide his smile when he heard this, he still pinched Nangong Qingyu's nose and gave him a lesson.

"Well, since you, the eldest brother, ask me to do this, I won't pull out his beard in the future."

The little girl Nangong Qingyu smiled, she was very lively and quirky.

Chen Ping'an almost laughed out loud when he learned that Nangong Qingyu pulled out the beard of the holy monk Wuchan when nothing happened.

In this way, several people came to the back mountain talking and laughing.

"Who told you to be lazy?"

At this moment, Jiang Mi's voice came from not far away.

Just when Chen Pingan wanted to say hello, the young monk suddenly ran behind Chen Pingan and grabbed Chen Pingan's thigh and refused to let go.

"What's wrong with you?"

Chen Pingan looked down at the little monk dumbfounded, but only saw a look of horror and fear on the little monk's face, like a mouse seeing a cat.

Before the young monk could reply, Chen Ping'an recalled that when he left, he asked Jiang Miao to temporarily train the young monk.

Seeing the little monk's appearance and thinking of Jiang Mia's strict and stubborn character, Chen Pingan instantly understood why the little monk was so afraid of Jiang Mi.

"This period of time has been really hard on you."

"Bitter? I'm going to die, okay!"

The young monk responded very angrily.

"Is it such an exaggeration?"

Chen Pingan raised his eyebrows and asked curiously.

"You should ask him what he did to me!"

The little monk frowned and said in a very annoyed and aggrieved tone.