Lin Xiaoyang walked into the arena and sent a message for Duke Zhen and the old man: "However, we have one more request, which you must fulfill."
"Senior, please speak."
Mu Fan let go of his sister's hand with a solemn expression.
"Before you succeed in cultivation and become an immortal, you must not have delusional thoughts about my daughter and ruin her immortal journey."
Lin Xiaoyang straightened his back and spoke convincingly, but suddenly his brows and eyes darkened, showing a bit of sternness: "If you dare to repent and turn into a ghost after death, I will also seek your life."
"I promise."
Without the slightest hesitation, Mu Fan cut his finger, forced out three drops of blood, and swore to the sky: "Mu Fan swears, I will protect my sister for the rest of my life, and I will be crushed to pieces, without complaint or regret."
"Qingluo, it's your turn."
Lin Xiaoyang looked at his daughter, unable to refute.
Lin Qingluo's eyes flickered slightly, pretending to be obedient, and writing a series of complicated and profound incantations with his fingertips stained with blood.
The oath stands.
The spell exploded in the air, wrapped in essence and blood, and disappeared without a trace.
At this point, Lin Xiaoyang nodded in satisfaction, accepting Mu Fan's existence.
Lin Qingluo exhaled faintly.
Her great-grandfather, grandfather, and father really performed the drama of beating mandarin ducks with sticks to the fullest!
Could it be that such a proficient acting skill is also a family tradition of the Lin family?
*
At the New Year's Eve banquet, Xuanyuan Qing brought the three children back to the Duke of Zhen's mansion. Little Xiyue, who was less than one year old and had already learned to walk, undoubtedly became a shining point.
"aunt."
Wearing two maid hairpins, the fair-skinned and pink little girl pouted her small mouth, and clearly uttered the word aunt. Lin Qingluo's heart trembled when she heard it, and she hugged her fragrant and soft body, reluctant to let go.
"Sister, you really want to ascend to the spirit world, when will you leave?"
Lin Jinming and Lin Jinhua cherished little Xiyue, gathered around her sister, and chatted with her sister a few heart-to-heart words by teasing the little niece.
"Probably another four or so months."
Lin Qingluo glanced at Lin Jinhua, who was full of thoughts, and responded with a smile: "Wait for Big Brother and the others to successfully transform their spiritual roots, and leave the customs."
"Sister, are you alone this time?"
Lin Jinming also had complicated emotions, and looked at his sister with a troubled expression.
I'm not ashamed to ask directly if I can take them with me.
"If you want to follow, you can actually do it."
Lin Qingluo was unparalleled in intelligence, and saw through his little thoughts at a glance, and rubbed his head kindly.
"real?"
"Very good."
When the two brothers heard this, they immediately regained their spirits and jumped with joy.
"elder sister."
Lin Jinming was clever, and asked the key point: "Are you planning to ascend through the cross-boundary teleportation array?"
"no."
Lin Qingluo blinked her eyes playfully, and said jokingly: "It takes 50,000 top-quality spirit stones to activate the cross-boundary teleportation array, and my sister doesn't have so many spirit stones to squander."
"ah?"
Lin Jinming's face turned bitter in an instant: "How can we ascend together with my sister without passing through the cross-boundary teleportation array?"
"This is it."
Lin Qingluo laughed jokingly, and purposely put it off: "If you want to leave, you can definitely leave."
"Sister, tell us."
Lin Jinhua was the youngest, shaking her sister's arm to act like a baby.
Lin Jinming got goosebumps when he heard it.
Lin Qingluo smiled, and jokingly joked, "You two usually look very clever, but you can't guess?"
"Original Orb?"
Lin Jinming suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and his heart beat suddenly accelerated.
"Hmm, I guessed right."
Lin Qingluo flicked his forehead with his fingers, taking it as a compliment.