Chapter 373

Since Yu is born, what is bright?

Luo xun'er really hates it. Since Su Qinghuan has been killed by the master, why don't you go into reincarnation and have to make a comeback?

The master accepted her as an apprentice to cultivate the ruthless Tao, but now that the Lord is back, will he still choose her as a Taoist companion?

"Master..."

Luo xun'er's aggrieved call suddenly broke the warm atmosphere of family recognition.

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In the same year, when the original owner admired the dust, the man planted her Wutong tree on the Tai Qing Zong mountain and went to the South China Sea to collect water and make alchemy.

——At that time, this style seemed to be deeply affectionate.

But no one can imagine that Jun Wuchen did this just to show his love for Su Qinghuan.

Even if the original owner was pierced by his sword, who can think of the real murderer behind the scenes? It would be the king Wuchen in white?

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When everyone heard the cold female voice, they couldn't help looking back at the sky.

I don't know when a female monk dressed in a blue and white Taoist robe with high hair on her temples appeared in mid air.

How to describe her face?

Autumn water is God, jade is bone, and one eye startles people all over the world.

Mingming's lips are as red as cinnabar and her eyes are as bright as peach blossoms. However, on her, you can't see the tenderness that should belong to a woman. Instead, you feel that she is as cold as the nine gods.

Such beauty has long been beyond the skin.

More care about the peerless sense of dust between the eyebrows and eyes.

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People stared at the woman with floating clothes in the sky in a trance. It took a long time to reflect the identity of the visitor!

"God, it's elder martial sister Qinghuan!"

"Elder martial sister Qinghuan is still alive!"

"Welcome elder martial sister Qinghuan back to zongmen!"

"Elder martial sister Qinghuan, sobbing, sobbing, we all thought you were dead. We didn't expect God to have eyes!"

The external disciple of wanjianzong, who took the lead, always took Su Qinghuan as his idol. Seeing the resurrection of the idol, he was really moved to tears and tears, regardless of the monk's face.

Su Qinghuan smiled and nodded at them. She floated down from the sky like a dragonfly, and gracefully landed next to Xinghe Zhenjun and Fu Juxian.

"Father, mother."

Xinghe Zhenjun's eyes showed an excited and confused look.

As a monk close to the later stage of Yuanying, he naturally clearly recognized the breath of Yuanying venerable on his daughter.

I didn't expect that in just 20 years, my daughter not only didn't die, but also crossed this long disaster, and even crossed the golden elixir, and successfully promoted to the Yuanying class!

As a female nun, fairy Fu is a little more sensitive than a male nun. Now she can't help crying when she sees Su Qinghuan.

She didn't care about anything. She held out her hand and hugged Su Qinghuan in her arms. Two lines of clear tears fell directly on Su Qinghuan's collar.

"My daughter... OK, OK, just come back..."

Su Qinghuan was a little overwhelmed and was hugged by the fairy Fu. In fact, she was not used to being intimate with strangers.

But perhaps because he had accepted all the memories of the original owner, Su Qinghuan didn't feel very conflicted. Instead, he felt that tired birds returned to the forest and young birds returned to their nests.

She tentatively held out her hand and hugged the fairy.

"Mother... It's my daughter's unfilial. In fact, I've been there all the time, but I don't have the face to see you."

The reason why there is no face is also very simple.

At that time, her golden elixir was full of cracks. If she hadn't successfully absorbed nutrients from the Lingquan under the cliff, I'm afraid her body would have degenerated to the foundation building period. Where could she achieve Yuanying's great cause.

Therefore, it can only be said that God was polite to her and left her a glimmer of life.

The fairy's face was full of tears. She stretched out Xiubai's hand and caressed Su Qinghuan's cheek fondly.

She was convinced that this was her daughter.

Not some monster.

The feeling of intimacy is so familiar.

Moreover, Su Qinghuan was free of any evil spirit.

If he is really a monk who has returned from losing, how can he have such clean eyes?

Fairy Fu holds Su Qinghuan with infinite love and compassion. Except that she liked to hold her daughter when Su Qinghuan was young, she was not used to this kind of intimate contact when she was older.

But at the moment, she was really reluctant to let go of her daughter's hand.

Only by embracing each other so closely can she feel that her daughter is really back, back to her and her husband.

It is said that the way of heaven is ruthless and the road of cultivation is long. We shouldn't have paid too much attention to all kinds of worldly relationships.

However, fairy Fu felt that cultivating immortals was originally to live happily.

If the person you like can't be with you, just turn into a cold cultivation machine, even if you can live thousands of years more, what's the significance?

The quality of life is not just determined by the length.

"When you come back, you are not allowed to go again."

Xinghe Zhenjun is a man in the end. Although he is infinitely happy about the return of his beloved daughter, he is used to acting as a strict father. At the moment, he just nodded slightly when looking at Su Qinghuan.

Only a little mist of tears in her eyes exposed the tenderness of being a father.

"Father, mother, my daughter is not going to leave wanjianzong in the future."

Su Qinghuan nodded at Xinghe Zhenjun and the fairy.

What she said is not a lie.

Wait until the hand blade, you scum.

Her only need is to make up for the original owner's regret for her parents.

The original owner's parents were also talented and immortal couples, but they died in vain under the thunder robbery for a daughter's double.

How unfair?

Just because the three members of their family are several supporting roles in master iceberg's little heart, do they deserve to bear such cannon fodder fate?

If such shameless people as Jun Wuchen and Luo xun'er can also fly across the border, Su Qinghuan really feels that the fate is unfair for thousands of monks in the canglan continent.

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When relatives meet, it should be very warm.

However, Jun Wuchen and Luo xun'er looked at Su Qinghuan's face, but they felt a cold coming out of the soles of their feet.

Especially Luo xun'er, she has just stepped into the ranks of foundation building.

Luo xun'er didn't think he was too bad.

She was originally the qualification of sanlinggen. What if she studied a little slower than others?

She also has such a beautiful skin bag. When the world sees her, who doesn't say that she is as beautiful as Luoshen?

However, when she saw Su Qinghuan, Luo xun'er realized that there was a gap between the double and the Lord.

Obviously, her face is at least seven or eight points similar to Su Qinghuan, but the disciples of wanjianzong obviously dare not look directly at Su Qinghuan's face. Even if they do, they look in awe, respect and admiration.

That unattainable temperament.

There is also a smell that obviously belongs to Yuan Ying practitioners. It's too crushing.

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