The host of fast travel, she always wants to be lazy

Chapter 343 Immortal Venerable, Hug Me (8)

As soon as her words fell, everyone present were stunned.

The woman was the quickest to react.

She lowered her head and glared at her fiercely, and the strength in her hands increased again.

But within a second, he returned to the weak and sad state just now.

"My life is really miserable..." she said while wiping away tears, "Without my man, this girl doesn't recognize me as my mother... What's the point of living for me..."

The people on the opposite side suddenly showed expressions of understanding.

Qiao Rong's face was slightly cold.

"You're lying." She pursed her lips tightly, "I don't know you."

She had just inherited the memory of this body.

In memory, this woman appeared in front of her for the first time today.

As soon as she appeared, he picked her up and ran to various remote places.

After she finished speaking, the woman didn't respond any more, she just kept crying and crying for her life.

Seeing her sad look, the others couldn't help but began to secretly condemn Qiao Rong.

Qiao Rong frowned slightly, and gave up defending herself.

Instead of continuing to justify, it is better to find other opportunities to escape.

She lowered her head slightly, and began to silently think about her escape plan later.

At this moment, a clear and pleasant voice suddenly sounded.

"What are you all doing here?"

This voice seemed to have a kind of power, which made everyone who was still chattering and discussing immediately quiet down.

Several people stepped aside, bowed their heads respectfully and said, "Immortal Venerable."

Then there was a faint reply.

Qiao Rong, who was still immersed in her own thoughts, froze for a moment.

There is no other reason.

It was just because of the prompt sound that suddenly appeared in her mind.

【Ding!Discover mission objectives! 】

Qiao Rong paused, slowly raised his head, and looked over.

The next second, her eyes widened in disbelief.

Standing not far across from her was a young man also wearing a white robe.

However, the ethereal immortal energy lingering around him clearly demonstrated his identity and status.

and his abilities.

The man's complexion is fair, his expression is gentle, and his black eyes are so soft that they seem to be able to accommodate everything in the world.

Her black hair was tied loosely behind her back, and her white robe was flowing. She obviously exuded an elegant and casual feeling, but it also gave people a sense of distance as if she was standing on a cloud.

Probably the so-called difference between cloud and mud.

It's as if no matter how high you climb, you can't touch him.

However, these were not the reasons why Qiu Rong was shocked.

What made her feel incredible was his appearance.

Exactly the same as Yanmu.

If it wasn't for the difference in his demeanor and aura, she would have almost thought that he was Yanmu.

When she stared blankly at the man, the man seemed to notice her gaze.

His eyes moved slightly, and his eyes fell on her.

After a few glances, he suddenly frowned slightly.

"you……"

Before saying anything, the woman who had been holding Qiao Rong seemed to panic.

"This is my daughter!"

She spoke first.

After a pause, he seemed to feel that his reaction was a little too loud, so he eased his expression and said, "The immortals must be very busy, so our wives won't bother you, let's go first."

As she said that, she pinched Qiao Rong's arm and walked out quickly, while warning her not to make a sound.

When he was about to reach the door, that faint voice suddenly sounded behind him again.

"Hold on."

The woman froze for a moment, then subconsciously stopped, not daring to move again.

A few seconds later, the voice sounded again.

"You said, this is your daughter?"

The woman swallowed her saliva, turned around with Qiao Rong, and said with a sly smile: "Yes, immortal, is there anything else you can do?"

(End of this chapter)