Godmother (1)
Two days later, people from Taixuan Sacred Land and Jiuyin Sacred Land arrived at Wuling City respectively. At this time, Chu Qing was only one day away from Wuling City, based on his current speed.
As soon as the people from Taixuan Sacred Land and Jiuyin Sacred Land entered Wuling City, they were warmly welcomed by the City Lord Mansion. At this time, they led elite disciples to come to support, which undoubtedly acted like calming medicine for the panic-stricken residents of Wuling City.
The only regret is that, at this time, Feng Shao was still in the Tiangang Sword Sect thousands of miles away, and could not come back.
On behalf of Feng Shao, Lin Xiaoran greeted the people of Taixuan Sacred Land, Jiuyin Sacred Land, Longhua Temple, and Yunjian Pavilion in the City Lord Mansion.
Even though the City Lord Mansion occupies a vast area, there are thousands of disciples from various sects, making the City Lord Mansion packed to the brim.
It was also the first time the servants of the City Lord’s Mansion saw so many cultivators above the Innate realm gathered together.
At the banquet, the guests and the host do as they please, and the host and guests enjoy themselves. Although the crisis was imminent, they temporarily put the crisis behind them and enjoyed the meal.
Indulging in pleasure before the war can be regarded as a common phenomenon in the world.
In addition to the four major forces, other sects and forces that are less powerful but also cannot be ignored have also sent elite disciples to Wuling City.
At this moment, one can see the importance of being kind to others.
Now that Wuling City was in crisis, all forces came to help immediately. But if it was Jiuyou Sacred Land when Chi Xuan was still the holy son, let alone a crisis, even if they were wiped out, no one would come to help. It would already be good if they weren’t kicked while down.
Feng Lingyu raised his head blankly, only to see a picturesque face appearing in front of him. The woman’s face was obviously frosty, but there was warmth in her eyes when she looked at him.
Feng Lingyu was stunned for a moment.
Shao Yunqing looked at the child in front of her, and she immediately guessed the identity of the other person, simply because his appearance was really too similar to Feng Shao. Except for a pair of outrageously big eyes, which were obviously inherited from Lin Xiaoran, the rest seemed to be carved out of the same mold as Feng Shao.
Shao Yunqing’s heart moved, and she stretched out her hand to gently stroke Feng Lingyu’s head while softly saying, “Did it hurt from the fall?”
Feng Lingyu was stunned for a while, then murmured, “Excuse me... are you a fairy?”
Shao Yunqing was startled, and a smile appeared on her face unconsciously, “No, I’m not a fairy, I’m just... your father and mother’s good friend.”
If the disciples of Jiuyin Sacred Land saw Shao Yunqing at this time, they would be extremely surprised. Shao Yunqing has never shown a smile since she walked through the love-breaking ladder. But today, how could she smile so gently at a child who is only four or five years old?
Feng Lingyu didn’t think so much. He excitedly took Shao Yunqing’s hand and said, “Hello, Fairy Sister, my name is Feng Lingyu, and I am four years old this year!”
Shao Yunqing smiled and said, “Hello, Feng Lingyu. You and your father really look alike. I hope that when you grow up, you can also become an upstanding man like your father!”
Hearing what Shao Yunqing said, Feng Lingyu lowered his head a little bit disappointed.
Shao Yunqing asked curiously, “What’s wrong?”
Feng Lingyu said sullenly, “You all tell me that you want me to be like my father, but why does no one tell me to be myself?”