Are all the love-brained villains my apprentices?

Li Qingwu nodded blankly, but saw that the soul stopped approaching her, lowered its head, and seemed a little sad.

Li Qingwu looked at her sad face and became a little sad himself.

This sadness even overwhelmed her fear of the soul.

Li Qingwu approached Jian Yihuan hesitantly and stretched out his hand to pat her hanging hand.

But when he saw that his hand had passed straight through Jian Yihuan's hand, the words Li Qingwu originally wanted to say were stuck in his mouth, and he stared at his hand blankly.

Jian Yihuan looked at Li Qingwu's hand as it passed through her body. Although she had expected this result, she couldn't help but feel a little bitter in her eyes.

Li Qingwu was stunned for a few seconds. Seeing that the soul in front of him seemed even sadder, he quickly withdrew his hand and pretended nothing had happened.

"Um...Aunt, sister."

Li Qingwu originally wanted to call Jian Yihuan "Auntie", but when he saw Jian Yihuan's cold and delicate face, he felt that calling her "Auntie" would make the person sound old, so he changed his name.

"Don't be sad, uh..."

Li Qingwu wanted to comfort Jian Yihuan, but found that he didn't know why she was sad.

Yes, why would she be sad?

Li Qingwu thought for a long time and decided to change the subject by asking the beautiful woman in front of him what her name was.

I'll secretly ask Lin Wenyu later and I'll know why she's sad.

Li Qingwu felt that he had come up with a great solution, so he looked up at Jian Yihan.

"My name is Li Qingwu, what's your name?"

When Jian Yihuan saw her daughter tilting her head in thought and addressing her, the bitterness in her eyes gradually faded away and turned into a smile.

Jian Yihuan didn't want her daughter to have sad memories after finally seeing her.

She adjusted her mood and put a smile on her face.

Jian Yihuan herself is a cold beauty, and when she doesn't smile, she seems a little difficult to approach.

But when facing Li Qingwu, the icy aura on Jian Yihuan's body was like meeting the warm sun in March, and the ice and snow melted in an instant.

Jian Yihuan leaned down and looked Li Qingwu in the eye. Her eyes were gentle and even her voice was much softer.

"me?

My name is Jian Yihuan. "

"Eh?"

When Li Qingwu heard the three words "Jian Yihuan", he was stunned.

Although her memory is vague, this name has a profound meaning in her short life.

"Jian Yihuan?"

Li Qingwu repeated it in a low voice.

Li Qingwu had imagined countless times what kind of person his mother would be, relying solely on the gentle eyes in his memory.

Maybe she is full of vigor and vitality, maybe she is gentle and lovely, or maybe she looks something else.

But no matter what, I think her mother must be an extremely outstanding person.

Otherwise, after her death, others would not have been obsessed with her and would have always wanted to see the shadow of their mother in her.

Li Qingwu also once imagined what kind of attitude Jian Yihuan would have towards her if she could meet him.

Maybe it was disappointment, after all, those people said that she was not like her at all.

It’s okay to be disappointed. In fact, she doesn’t miss her that much, nor does she care that much about her opinion.

Li Qingwu deceived himself in this way.

But when Jian Yihuan really appeared in front of Li Qingwu, and when the pair of gentle eyes in his memory really appeared in front of him, Li Qingwu realized that all the words he had used to convince himself before were ineffective.

She could only stare blankly at Jian Yihuan in front of her and let the tears flow out.

The moment he realized that he was crying, Li Qingwu raised his sleeves and wiped his tears carelessly, not wanting to leave a bad impression on Jian Yihan in front of him.

Seeing Li Qingwu like this, even though she knew she couldn't touch her, Jian Yihan still stretched out her hand and placed it on top of Li Qingwu's head.

Seeing this, Lin Wenyu, who was standing by, also stood up quietly, leaving the space to the mother and daughter, and walked towards the direction of the little heads that had quietly appeared.

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There were not many places to hide near the corridor, so Zhu Ping'an and the other two could only hide behind the bushes at the exit of the corridor, looking at Li Qingwu and Lin Wenyu at the end of the corridor from afar.

In order to avoid being discovered, Sheng Shuzhou broke off a few branches of shrubs and placed them above his head to make himself even more conspicuous.

"What are they talking about?"

Sheng Shuzhou had the lowest cultivation among the three. At this distance, he could not hear what Li Qingwu and Lin Wenyu were saying and could only guess based on their actions.

But seeing Li Qingwu dancing in the air, Sheng Shuzhou was at a loss and could only place his hopes on his senior sisters and brothers.

But the expressions of Zhu Ping'an and Yayin looked a little strange at this moment.

"If I remember correctly... her mother has passed away."

Zhu Ping'an turned his head and looked at Yayin on the side, his eyes filled with suspicion.

She didn't know much about the Luoshu Sect, but she had heard about Jian Yihuan's death.

But looking at the current situation, Zhu Ping'an began to doubt this matter again.

Zhu Ping'an did not think about the dead soul. He just thought that Jian Yihan was not dead, but he cast the invisibility spell so he could not see him.

Yayin, who had originally looked relaxed, listened attentively to what Li Qingwu said, frowned, and nodded.

But his thinking is different from Zhu Ping'an's.