Jiang Shimu gently nodded and laughed, "My Ah Ling has grown up."

"Father!"

Qu Ling suddenly reached out and grabbed his neck, unable to say anything else, he kept calling out for his father.

She hugged him tightly, using almost all of her strength. She was afraid that if she did not hug him tightly enough, the person in front of her would disappear.

It had been five years, a whole five years. Ever since her father had left her, she hadn't even dreamed of him.

Jiang Shimu lightly patted his daughter's back, and a gentle smile appeared on his handsome face.

A moment later, he gently pushed her away and wiped away the tears on her face with his forefinger as he gently said. "Even though my Ah Ling has grown up, he still likes to cry."

Qu Ling forcefully held back her tears, cried and laughed at the same time and complained, "It's all father's fault!"

With regards to his wife and children, Jiang Shimu had never shown the least bit of patience. He nodded and said with a smile, "Yes, it's all father's fault. Father will apologize to Ah Ling."

As Qu Ling looked at his father's gentle face, he finally calmed down a bit.

After calming down for a while, she asked, "Father, why are you here? Didn't you …"

Jiang Shimu raised his hand and interrupted Qu Ling's words, pointing not too far away, "Ah Ling, look over there."

Qu Ling was startled, and looked towards the direction he pointed.

At some point in time, a group of villagers wearing Miao clothing appeared, surrounding a bonfire and singing and dancing together.

On the other side of them, several others were standing at a long table, raising their glasses to each other.

On the long table, there were a few jars of wine.

Without waiting for Qu Ling to ask, Jiang Shimu pulled her and ran towards the bonfire, saying: "Your mother and grandma are still waiting over there, let's hurry over there."

Qu Ling's heart jumped, he raised his head and looked at the bonfire again, only to see his grandmother and his mother standing under the tree and talking.

As if sensing her gaze, Qu Qiu suddenly turned and looked at her.

The smile on his face suddenly became bigger the moment he saw her.

Qu Ling looked at this face that was hidden deep in his memories, and tears immediately flowed down his cheeks.

Her lips moved slightly as she unconsciously murmured, "Mother, mother …"

When she first came to this world, she was still a baby in the cradle.

Perhaps it was due to the memories of her previous life that she could understand the words of an adult while still in her infancy. She could read the expressions of an adult, so whether it was her father, mother, grandparents, or grandparents, they all doted on her.

In this life, she held on to the flaw of having no parents and no parents. In this life, she especially cherished these relatives that were hard to come by.

Especially this Qu Qiu who acted as a part of her mother in this world.

Therefore, even if Qu Qiu had died when she was very young, she could still clearly remember his face.

Remember her every expression, remember every word she said.

It was as if those memories were carved into his bones, and he would forget about them unless he could grind his bones and scatter his ashes.

Seeing this face, this familiar person, in that instant, a myriad of inexplicable emotions welled up in her chest, filling her entire heart.

Even if her heart could not bear the burden and started to protest, she did not want to suppress these emotions.

Qu Qiu said something to Qu Ci and ran towards them.

She sized Qu Ling up from head to toe, and did not say a word. Holding onto her father's hand, she happily pulled him and her father's hand and walked in circles, then smiled: "It's really good, it's really good that Ah Ling is back. Our family of three can finally reunite."

Qu Ling looked at her and smiled as well, as his eyes gradually calmed down.

That's right, the three of them had finally reunited.

The few of them quickly ran. The blood-threaded ant chased them relentlessly, flocking to the worry-free lights.

Just when the blood ants were about ten meters away from the last few Xiao Er, something even stranger happened.

However, they did not fly towards Xiao Jingyue and the others. Instead, they flew down towards the ground full of blood ants.

After all, this was where the fireflies lived. The fragrance of the Worryfree Lantern filled the sky, which was the source of their power. It provided them with an endless supply of energy.

When the waves of blood ants rushed into the Worryfree Lantern, they seemed to disappear under the attack of the Red Flame Ying. Not a single one of them was able to move forward again.

Rong Xi's face slightly changed, the hand holding the short bone flute tightened.

His five fingers slightly trembled, and his eyes suddenly became cold. The tune changed, and he immediately gave up on the blood ants and turned to the three Death Soldiers.

There was no one left to control the blood ants that were fighting the fireflies in the Worryfree Lantern. They immediately dispersed in panic.

However, how could the fiery-red firefly allow anything else to be left in its own territory? It immediately pounced on them even more ferociously.

Normally, they would use their sharp beaks to block off the breath coming from the stamen of the Worryfree Lamp as weapons to pierce the head of the blood-threaded ant ant.

As the fireflies and ants battled, Xiao Jingyue finally escaped from the Worryfree Lantern.

When they saw that the exit passage was only a few tens of feet away, the three Death Soldiers suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Jingyue and blocked the entrance.

At the same time, Qu Ling suddenly grabbed Xiao Jingyue's sleeves and shouted: "Ah, Ah Pa!"

Caught off guard, Xiao Jingyue's body froze for a moment after being called "Father", and he suddenly reacted to something, as he lowered his head in shock and looked at the woman in his embrace.

Eighth Prince ran behind Xiao Jingyue and saw the three Death Soldiers blocking the entrance of the cave, without saying a word, he raised his sword and thrusted towards them.

Their situation was not too good. Although they had not been obstructed by the fireflies on the way here, they had stayed in the worry-free lights for too long and had inhaled some of the fragrance, causing their minds to go blank from time to time.

If you want to live, you can't stay here any longer.

It was not easy for those terrifying blood ants to not catch up with the fireflies. They had to quickly kill these three people to get out of this place.

The remaining alive follower and Xiao Er joined in the battle. Three against three, fighting against the three Death Soldiers.

Just as Xiao Jingyue wanted to help her, the girl in his arms suddenly hugged his neck, calling him father and mother at times.

His head began to hurt from being shouted at, and his footsteps also stopped.

From the looks of it, she must have fallen into an illusion after inhaling the fragrance of the Worryfree Lamp.

The fragrance of the Worryfree Lamp was a little strange, and most of the people present had inhaled some of it. The reason why they did not take action was because they had internal energy protection and their mental strength was stronger than ordinary people.

But Qu Ling could not, she had only just started cultivating, so she could not resist at all.

Just as he was thinking of a way to wake someone up, the person in his embrace suddenly exerted force, using both of his hands to support his chest, forcefully pushing him away and jumping down from his embrace.

"Madam!"

Without waiting for him to reach out and pull her, Qu Ling took the initiative to reach over and grab his hand, and then pulled him into a circle while laughing.

Seeing that, Xiao Jingyue's entire body froze in place.

His heart slowly sank into the depths of the ravine as traces of chilliness permeated his entire body.