Junior Brother, I am really not a broken sleeve [Transmigration Book]

Two days later, Luo Qingxuan and his party successfully arrived at the exit of the Forest of Warcraft.

The exit was bustling with people, sitting or lying down, or chatting in small groups.

It's just,? Looking at everyone's sad faces and sighs, they must have encountered something bad.

After getting closer, Luo Qingxuan slowly stepped forward to chat with a cultivator who transformed himself into a god. After a few brief chats, he finally understood what was going on.

It turned out that just yesterday, many teleportation arrays connecting the outside world and the forest of monsters were maliciously destroyed. The monks in front of them are basically casual cultivators and come from different realms.

Loose cultivators have always been used to traveling alone, except for a few well-to-do families, most of the rest of the rogue cultivators entered the Forest of Warcraft by borrowing the teleportation array of certain sects.

After all, it is borrowed,? Not a real disciple of the sect,? Naturally, he cannot enjoy the exclusive treatment given by the sect.

So that a few days ago, monks from all walks of life evacuated from the Forest of Warcraft after receiving emergency orders from the sect, while the casual cultivators who were alone were busy with trials, and they didn't know anything at all.

It wasn't until the casual cultivators rushed to the exit that they realized that the teleportation array was abnormally closed, and they couldn't get out.

"It's over, without the teleportation array, it means we can't get out again..." Nangong Rourou's face was pale, and her eyes were full of fear and anxiety.

"Damn it!" Tu Xiaodai walked back and forth in circles with a dark face, scratching his hair. The thought of possibly staying here forever? , The bastard is so damaged, how dare you destroy the teleportation array? I'm so mad at you! Huh, you better pray that you don't get caught, otherwise, you will definitely peel it, cramp it, tear it apart and chop it into pieces. No dogs!"

Luo Qingxuan raised his forehead: "What's the use of yelling about this now? The top priority is to find a way to get out of here as soon as possible!"

"The teleportation array has been destroyed like this, what else can I think of?" Tu Xiaodai replied a little upset, paused, and sighed dejectedly: "Oh, it would be great if my adoptive father was here... ..."

Nangong frowned softly, walked over and softly comforted him: "Little Dai, don't be too discouraged, it stands to reason that it's impossible for your adoptive father not to know that such a big thing happened in the Forest of Warcraft. If you haven't returned, he will try to come back and save you!"

Hearing this, Tu Xiaodai's eyebrows stretched a little, he found a piece of clean lawn and lay down on it, shaking his legs and said cheerfully: "It's true, my adoptive father loves me the most, but it's a pity..., if My master and his old man are still there, so it would be even better..."

Luo Qingxuan's figure was slightly stiff, his expression under the mask was complicated, and his thin lips were almost pursed into a line.

Nangong Rourou bent her eyebrows and squatted beside Tu Xiaodai, she put her pink cheek in one hand and asked with a smile: "Recently, I always hear you mentioning your master, anyway, I can't go out for a while, and I'm just idle when I'm idle. , how about... you tell us, what kind of person is your master...?"

"My master Hua Rongyue looks well-proportioned, gentle, considerate, and understanding..." Tu Xiaodai spoke eloquently.

What the hell is this talking about?Can't you say something useful?

Luo Qingxuan's old face blushed, and he couldn't listen any longer, so he hurriedly interrupted: "You were only a little old ten years ago, where did you hear these... (messy) words?"

"What my adoptive father said, what's the problem? I remember there is a painting in the adoptive father's room. The master in the painting is the overpowering country, sinking fish, falling geese, closing the moon and shameful flowers..." Tu Xiaodai said that he was at a loss for words, He grinned and said with a sneer: "Hey, in a word, it looks great!"

In fact, what was painted in that painting was just a thin back, without any facial features at all. What Tu Xiaodai said just now was purely nonsense.

Nangong Rourou's beautiful water eyes blinked, she tilted her head in surprise and said, "Hey, so your master is a woman?"

"Of course not. My master is a man, just like my adoptive father, but he looks better. Do handsome men understand?"

"Cough cough..." Luo Qingxuan was almost choked to death by his own saliva, he couldn't bear it, he picked out his ears, resisted the urge to beat someone and gritted his teeth and asked, "Did your adoptive father not say anything else?"

"Of course, the foster father also said that the old master is very good at making talismans and refining alchemy!" Tu Xiaodai said, scratching his head a little guilty.

In fact, these words were murmured by Hu Qianran when he was in a trance while holding him when he was still very young.

After he got older, Hu Qianran often went to seclusion, and rarely saw him twice a year, except to tell him not to cause trouble, nothing else.

He also asked that cheap brother-in-law several times, but for some reason, cheap brother-in-law seemed very reluctant to mention Master, and every time he answered perfunctorily, saying what the foster father thought, that was what it was.

Luo Qingxuan still didn't give up, took a deep breath, and changed the question: "What about your senior sister? Did she ever tell you what kind of person your master is?"

Tu Xiaodai grinned: "Yes, my senior sister said that Master is the best and kindest person in the world..."

"Just... gone?" Luo Qingxuan's eyes gradually became dull.

"En!" Tu Xiaodai nodded, "It's gone."

What Tu Xiaodai said this time was indeed the truth, because every time the senior sister mentioned Master, she would be very sad, and every time she said that Master was very, very good, and then choked up and couldn't continue.

Alas, in order not to make Senior Sister sad, he didn't take the initiative to mention Master later.

Nangong softly sighed, and said with great regret: "I always thought that your adoptive father's appearance was unique and unparalleled in the world. I never thought that after hearing you say this today, I would understand that your master's appearance is even better. But the words Then again, your master has passed away for so many years, and your adoptive father still loves you so much, it can be seen that the relationship between your adoptive father and your master is really deep!"

Tu Xiaodai smiled and nodded: "Of course, the master is the brother of the adoptive father. I heard that the adoptive father was still young when he started the school, and he was raised by my master alone. Naturally, the relationship is stronger than that of ordinary classmates."

"It's great, not like me..." Nangong Rourou's eyes were lonely, and he hesitated to speak.

Tu Xiaodai heard that her tone was not right, a carp sat up straight, leaned his face to ask with concern: "What's wrong with you?"

Nangong sighed softly, and said sadly: "I heard from my mother that before I was born, my father suddenly disappeared. It has been more than ten years and there has been no news. No one knows where he went. I don't even know if he is dead or alive now..."

Luo Qingxuan walked over to comfort her in a gentle voice: "Silly girl, it's been a long time, so don't be sad anymore. Besides, no news is good news. Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, don't give up in a hurry."

Nangong Rourou got up and bowed to Luo Qingxuan as a junior: "I know, I will never give up until the last moment! Old Mu, thank you."

As soon as Tu Xiaodai rolled his eyes, a ghostly idea popped up...

I thought to myself: Now they are in a dangerous situation, and those casual cultivators nearby seem harmless to humans and animals, but they are actually ready to move. It is also good to get closer to Mu Lao before the foster father arrives.

What's more, although he deliberately kept his mouth shut along the way, Mu Lao's identity as a ninth-rank alchemist can never be faked, and the closer relationship is only good for Rou Rou, and has no harm.

Thinking of this, he hastily stood up from the ground, clapped his hands and said to the two people in front of him with a smile: "Oh! With all due respect, I really think that you two are very destined. The old man admired him so much. I can tell that along the way, Elder Mu cared a lot for Rourou. As the saying goes, "It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day." Afterwards, the master-student relationship is also a good talk, what do you two think?"

"Huh?" Luo Qingxuan was stunned, thinking that he had heard wrongly, and he didn't recover for a long time.

"Of course I am willing! It's just..." Nangong Rourou hesitated to speak, bit her lips in embarrassment and explained: "I already have a master, so I can't ask others to be my teacher."

Tu Xiaodai showed embarrassment, touched the tip of his nose and said with a sneer: "Hehe, that's the way it is, blame me for talking too much, I take it back and pretend I didn't say it."

Huh~, Luo Qingxuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, with his unlucky physique, it is true that he is not suitable for accepting apprentices.

"However, I really respect Elder Mu very much, so if Elder Mu doesn't dislike it..." Nangong Rourou blushed, and continued expectantly: "I want to respect Elder Mu as a foster father..."

"What, what?" foster father?This girl really thought about it, Luo Qingxuan was completely dumbfounded.

"Why? Elder Mu doesn't agree?" Nangong Rourou's eyes dimmed a bit, and she said in a lost tone: "I'm sorry, Elder Mu, I hope you can forgive my recklessness. In fact, I know that I am young and ignorant, but I really am not Impulsive, I just... want to have a kind and kind father like you so much, I didn't think carefully and caused you trouble, I'm really sorry..."

Tu Xiaodai caught a glimpse of Nangong Rourou's red eyes, and his heart ached so much. He was most afraid of seeing Nangong Rourou's tears, so he scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks anxiously, and tried to comfort him incoherently: "Old Mu, you said you are already very old now. , I don’t have any sons, daughters or apprentices to wait by my side. In the future... If something happened to me if I didn’t pay attention, wouldn’t I not even have a descendant to die? A little bit, but she is definitely a filial, sensible and good girl. In my opinion, you should stop hesitating and just accept her as a foster daughter!"

"Who told you to talk too much!" Nangong Rourou was ashamed and angry when she heard the words, and stepped on Tu Xiaodai's toes.

Tu Xiaodai let out a miserable cry of pain, hunched over like a shrimp and hopped on one foot.

"Okay, you brazen little bastard, what do you mean you have no descendants to die? Are you cursing me around the corner?" Luo Qingxuan was so angry that he almost vomited blood, wishing he could drag that kid over and beat him up.

But having said that, look at the mind of that little bastard, sooner or later he wants to marry that little girl Nangong Rourou into the family, so it is not impossible to accept that little girl as a foster daughter.

"No, no, that's not what I meant, so what..., Mr. Mu, calm down first, I just want you to adopt Rourou as a righteous daughter, and I almost said the wrong thing in a moment of desperation, really I didn't want to curse you..." Tu Xiaodai explained like a cannonball as soon as he opened his mouth, with a strong desire to survive.

Luo Qingxuan was amused, and put his arms around his chest with a smile on his face and said, "You boy, why are you jumping around in a daze? Did I say I won't accept it?"

"Ah?" Nangong Rourou was stunned when she heard the words, her eyes widened in disbelief: "Old Mu, what do you mean...?"

"What is it, you little idiot!" Tu Xiaodai pushed Nangong Rourou resentfully, and winked at her frantically: "What's your name, Mu Lao, you should call him foster father! You're still stupid What are you doing standing there? Hurry up and salute! What a stupid girl!"

Happiness came so suddenly, Nangong Rourou was pleasantly surprised, and knelt down and bowed in embarrassment: "Father, please accept my daughter's three respects."

"Okay, okay, yes, this storage ring is a small gift from your adoptive father, get up quickly!" Luo Qingxuan accepted the gift with a warm smile, and helped him up himself with a smile.From now on, Luo Qingxuan also has a daughter.

"Congratulations, congratulations!" Tu Xiaodai saw that Luo Qingxuan gave Nangong Rourou a storage ring, and he didn't need to guess to know that there must be a lot of good things in it, so he sighed a little sourly: "Oh, I also Some miss his adoptive father and his old man, but unfortunately, luck is not so good, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out in a short time!"

Luo Qingxuan stood with his hands behind his back, tilted his head slightly and smiled mysteriously: "If you don't give it a try, how can you decide if you can't get out?"