After recognizing the villain daddy, the little apprentice sister cheats all the way

"Greetings to the ancestor!"

The ancestor of Guiyun Sect? Still alive?

Everyone in all directions was shocked, and they all knelt down and bowed, saying in unison: "Greetings, Old Ancestor!"

The old man raised his hand: "Get up!"

Wen Jingnian glanced at everyone with a sharp gaze and then looked away, his eyes fixed on the hall. With a wave of his hand, the blue formation was enhanced with the green spiritual power of the Buddha's head, making it more stable.

Wen Xianyun said respectfully: "May I ask, ancestor, why did you come out of the mountains?"

"If I don't come out, am I waiting for that kid to collapse Qingyun Peak?" Nine golden lotuses appeared, and the murderous aura would not only cause the Qingyun Peak to collapse, I'm afraid the entire Guiyun Sect would be in danger!

Even more murderous than his Ayu! A natural killer!

Wen Xianyun was just about to say, how could that be possible, but he saw that under the blessing of the formation, the pillars of the Hengshu Hall cracked and a part of the roof collapsed.

Wen Xianyun was stunned and immediately shut up.

"Please! Please!"

"Hmph!" Wen Jingnian waved his hand, and finally stabilized the entire Hengshu Hall. "How is my good grandson?"

He hasn't seen his grandson come to the library for a month, and he misses him so much!

Knowing that she was in trouble, he rushed out to protect her.

Wen Xianyun was confused for a moment, not understanding but respectful: "Grandmaster, are you married?"

The response he got was a hard blow on the head.

"You just got married! Don't tarnish my innocence!" Wen Jingnian puffed out his beard and glared. He had been chaste for thousands of years, and this brat was used to doing such nonsense.

"After all these years, he's still so naughty!"

Although he said this, there was only indulgence in Wen Jingnian's eyes without any real rebuke.

Wen Xianyun followed his line of sight and finally realized, "The little cub you're talking about?"

What a lovely grandson. How old are you? How old is she?

Who would believe it?!

Besides, if you admit it, who agreed? You come here with nothing, I'm afraid even the little kid won't admit it!

Of course, he just thought about it in his mind and didn't say it out loud. He didn't feel like arguing with the old man today.

He told everything that happened today, but his eyes were always looking at the hall.

Wen Jingnian nodded after hearing this and said, "Let Jiu Xie take that kid to the Jiu family. The old guys in the Jiu family might have a solution."

"Yes!"

After saying that, Wen Jingnian turned around, tore open the void and was about to leave.

Wen Xianyun immediately said, "Would you like to see your...good grandson?"

What he actually wanted to say was, why don’t you let the little kid meet you, the cheap grandfather who appeared out of nowhere?

Wen Jingnian glanced at his empty hands and coughed awkwardly: "Maybe next time. I have something else to do."

Slip away, slip away. If I don’t bring any gift, with my grandson’s money-loving nature, I don’t think he would be able to come over.

Half an hour was about to pass, and several of the chains that were dancing wildly in the formation snapped and broke.

The formation disappeared, and Chu Chaozhao returned to his body, and the light in the hall dissipated.

Chu Chaozhao had fainted from the pain. Wen Qingyu cleaned her up and tried to change her clothes. The clothes she was wearing stubbornly changed their color and style. Wen Qingyu had no choice but to give up.

After he expressed his thanks, Jun Qi Yan disappeared on the spot.

Wen Qingyu tucked the quilt for her and left the hall. Just now he seemed to sense the breath of the ancestor.

The hall was closed and the disappeared Jun Qi Yan appeared again.

He sat beside the bed, and his hand, like a flawless jade, gently smoothed her hair: "It's obviously painful, why don't you scream? Hey."

She shouldn't have suffered this. She should have been pampered and grown up in the care of those people from Guiyun Sect. It shouldn't have been like this.

Thinking about what he had just discovered, he looked over deeply and saw that the look was full of profound meaning.

Little Dumpling, it’s really not simple.

He is the only survivor of the dragon clan, truly one of a kind in the world.

He had heard about what happened today. Little Dumpling still had a long way to go, and no one knew what was waiting for her in the future.

His originally careless eyes suddenly darkened.

"Don't be afraid. One day, I will find that man for you and tear him into pieces!" The pleasant voice was very soft, but it was full of murderous intent.

"The time is almost up. I have to leave. Take good care of yourself, little dumpling."

He stood up, but when he turned around, his clothes were grabbed.

On Jun Qi Yan's stunning face, those eyes like a pool of stagnant water, when they touched the smile on the corner of the mouth of the little person who looked like a porcelain doll, it stirred up waves, rippling like sparkling spring water.

"Not sleeping?"

Chu Chaozhao shook his head, his eyes as bright as stars moved slightly: "Why did you come?"

Jun Qi Yan pulled her little hand back into the quilt, several images flashed through his mind, and he tucked the quilt in for her with his clumsy hands.

"Because you needed me, I came here."

"Thank you." Chu Chaozhao moved his little hand slightly, and the bed was full of stones.

"What is this?" Jun Qiyan picked up a piece. "Photographic Stone?"

"Yeah." Chu Chaozhao was drowsy, his eyelids drooping, and he was about to fall asleep. "This is for you, as a return gift."

After saying this, he fell asleep, his breathing was faint and he still looked very weak.

Jun Qiyan's lips curled up into a smile: "So stingy? You don't even give me a space treasure bag?"

Chu Chaozhao turned over in his sleep, and Jun Qiyan quickly took the photo stone.

"I'm not afraid of hurting myself."

Although he was joking, he raised his hand, and a trace of gold flashed into the bracelet on her wrist, and then disappeared on the spot.

The book in the bracelet was buried at the bottom by a pile of colorful brocade bags that fell from the sky. He used all his strength and panted for a long time before he finally climbed out.

He rubbed Chu Chaozhao's pillow gently, pouting in discomfort, and lay beside her.

Shushu loves his little master the most~The little master is not afraid, Shushu kisses and hugs him!

Tushan Rongqing in the spirit beast space sneered upon seeing this and narrowed his fox eyes slightly.

Rag doll, wait!

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Snow flakes were falling heavily, the grass and trees were withering, the sky and the earth were covered in white, the north wind blew suddenly, the cold was bone-chilling, the doors and windows on the long street were closed, and no one came out for a stroll.

This winter is colder than in previous years, and the snow is coming more violently.

In the warm house, the family wearing warm cotton clothes gathered around the stove, on which were placed various New Year goods. The children were quiet, listening to the adults discussing how to celebrate this year's New Year. The fire in the stove crackled, and the steam from the boiling water on the stove rose into the sky. Someone picked up the kettle, and the bright red fire made the smiles on their faces even brighter.

Although winter is cold, for them it is the most anticipated day of the year because of reunion and warmth.

All the dirt and mess in the winding alleys were washed away by the heavy snow. In the quiet alleys, besides the sound of the cold wind, there was a faint whisper, which was inaudible unless you listened carefully.

Following the sound, I saw a small figure lying in the vast snow. She hugged herself tightly, and her long raven-feather eyelashes were stained with frost and snow, and were still trembling slightly.

"It's so cold, so cold!" Even the voice was trembling.

She was so cold that she just wanted to fall asleep like this and never wake up again, so that she wouldn't be cold anymore.

The winter snow falls layer upon layer, and the rustling sound is accompanied by a gurgling sound, which is the sound made by the stomach.

She was so hungry and cold, but no one rescued her and she couldn't save herself.

Just when she was in despair, a trembling black figure appeared in the blurry sky and blinding light.

The voice was low and trembling, but not unpleasant to the ear: "Little sister? Hey, wake up! You are not dead, are you? Hey!"