Chapter 541

"My daughter, her name is Yan Yunqing!" The middle-aged nun said seriously.

It's a coincidence that it's also surnamed Yan and has the word "Qing"! However, Yan Wenshan was a member of the floating cloud world and could not have anything to do with this middle-aged nun.

So, Yan Qingyang also looked at the middle-aged nun seriously and said, "but, elder, my name is Yan Qingyang! It's not Yan Yunqing! "

That middle-aged female repair Leng for a while: "is this your name in lower bound?"

"Yes, master, I can't be your daughter at all!" Yan Qingyang said.

"Why not?" Middle aged girl looks as like as two peas. "You look just like when you were little. Look, it's more beautiful now."

The nun's face softened again. She reached for Yan Qingyang's hair and said softly, "I didn't expect that my daughter would be so beautiful. Qingqing, come home with me!"

"Master, I'm really not your daughter, I..." Yan Qingyang was worn out of temper by the middle-aged nun's obstinacy, so she had to continue to say it painstakingly.

"Who says you are not, you are!" The middle-aged nun's face suddenly changed and her anger suddenly appeared in her eyes. She grabbed Yan Qingyang's wrist and said, "Qingqing, are you still blaming me? At least you called me Auntie before. Now how can you not recognize me as an elder?"

Yan Qingyang was shocked. She felt that the middle-aged nun had changed her face several times just now. She changed her face too quickly. Just now, her anger flashed in her eyes. It seemed that she was a bad tempered man.

However, no matter whether she has a good temper or not, she can't be regarded as a daughter. She has to go to Yan Wenshan.

After thinking about it, Yan Qingyang said softly, "I'm really not your daughter. I still have a father. He flew up with me."

"What?" The middle-aged nun's face changed again. It was even more ugly. "Do you still have a father? It's not his own, is it? "

Yan Qingyang's bitter smile is of course her own. When she was a child, she and Yan Wenshan looked like a mold.

"Master, that's my own father. I'm really not your daughter!" Yan Qingyang stressed again.

The nun was holding Yan Qingyang's wrist, but her hand suddenly tightened. Yan Qingyang only felt the pain of her wrist. She frowned and tried to break free, but she could not.

The middle-aged female repair stares at her fiercely, the facial expression is ferocious: "you are my daughter, don't talk nonsense!"

"I really..." Yan Qingyang also intends to distinguish.

"You are, you are. If you are not, where is my daughter? Where is my daughter who I have been looking for so many years?" The middle-aged nun suddenly went crazy. She grabbed Yan Qingyang's wrist in one hand, and her neck in the other.

"Where is my daughter, where is she?" Her eyes were crazy and confused, and her face was ferocious. She folded her hands and yelled.

Yan Qingyang was shocked. The nun was a fit. She couldn't resist at all. When she was strangled, she couldn't breathe. She suspected that she would be strangled by the middle-aged nun.

The middle-aged nun is crazy!

She pinched Yan Qingyang and swayed around, saying, "where is Qingqing, where is she? Why can't I find it all the time? "

The middle-aged nun is crazy, so is Yan Qingyang.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged nun was a little out of her normal spirit. She was crazy when she didn't agree. She was so highly cultivated and had so much strength that she could strangle herself a few times.

As soon as he ascended to the Qingyun world, he was strangled. How unjust it was!

Yan Qingyang really felt that she was going to die, and the nun was still pinching her crazily.

Yan Qingyang grabbed the middle-aged nun's hand, broke it off a little, and cried in pain: "aunt, stop, I'm Qingqing!"

At the critical moment of life and death, it doesn't work to call aunt to take care of her, but Yan Qingyang can't call out her mother.

Listening to her words, the middle-aged nun's eyes gradually clear up, and her hands slowly released. She gently looked at Yan Qingyang: "you are Qingqing, are you really Qingqing?"

Yan Qingyang broke away from her hand, stroked her neck, coughed and nodded.

She dares to say is not green, is not must die!

The middle-aged nun was excited again. She gently touched Yan Qingyang's hair with one hand, looked at her lovingly, and said softly: "I said you are Qingqing. You see, your eyebrows and eyes are much like me, but you are much more beautiful than your mother, Qingqing, my good daughter!"

Yan Qingyang's face changed. So soon, the middle-aged nun forgot to pinch herself?

She looked at it carefully and found that her eyebrows and eyes were vaguely similar to those of the middle-aged nun. However, the similarity was too difficult to find.

At this time, the middle-aged nun took her hand and said happily, "Qingqing, come home with me!"

"Home, where?" Yan Qingyang asked.

The middle-aged nun pointed to her lovingly: "are you confused? Yes, you must not remember that you have been away from home for so long. We are a big family in Qingyun world, northwest Yan family."

Yan family? Yan Qingyang thought silently, remembering that in Wanjie City, they were regarded as people in Qingyun world. When she reported her name, the first thing they thought of was Yan family. It seems that the Yan family should be a big family. However, she still has to find someone. Yan Wenshan and Mu Tianhe have not been found yet. Yan Qingyang tried to communicate with the middle-aged nun. The middle-aged nun said without caring, "do you want to find someone? They must be in the other two shengxiantai. Ordinary people can't check this. However, if you can check it, as long as you go to Tianmo temple in a month, it's easy to find out these."“ The temple of demons, where is that? " Yan Qingyang asked. As soon as the middle-aged woman Xiuyi pulled her, she went on a small flying boat with her and began to fly to the northwest. She said, "the temple of heavenly demons is the top sect in the Qingyun world. They receive very few people. Every disciple they receive is the best talent. Not only the Qingyun world, but also people from other interfaces will try their best to get in. A disciple will come out of the temple of heavenly demons, They are all more powerful than the general clan masters! "“ So strong? " Yan Qingyang was forced to fly on the boat, suddenly thought of yunlele, "aunt, I have a friend in Moyun City, I want to say hello to him."“ You go back with me first, "said the middle-aged nun Wen," we have to go back and quickly get the quota back. If you were not there before, you can let Yan ruling take the quota. Now that you are back, the quota is yours! Qingqing, you don't know how difficult it is to enter the temple of heavenly demons. Our Yan family is such a big family. It's because we have some connections with the Lord of the temple of heavenly demons that we get a quota. "“ But... "Yan Qingyang hesitated. She was afraid of Yun Lele.