Honghuang: The daughters are too troublesome, and the father can no longer bear it

In the manor, Xuan Ziqing released his divine sense to find Xuan Yingxue's whereabouts.

But where is the shadow of the little girl.

"Dad, Xiaoxue must have followed her uncle out!"

Xuan Qingmeng said.

"Dad, what are you waiting for, let's hurry to Zixiao Palace to find Xiaoxue!"

On the side, Xuan Xiyue hurriedly urged.

"Okay, without further ado, let's go to the Zixiao Palace!"

"Yay!"

As soon as Xuan Ziqing's voice fell, Xuan Qingmeng and Xuan Xiyue jumped up with joy.

Seeing this scene, Xuan Ziqing's brows frowned slightly.

How do you feel like you're being pitted?

"Forget it, don't go!"

He knew in his heart that he had indeed been pitted.

Moreover, this method must have been thought up by the third daughter Xuan Yingxue.

First sneak out by yourself.

Then let Xuan Qingmeng and Xuan Xiyue propose to go out and look for it.

In this way, can't they all go out and play as they wish?

"Ah, dad, the third sister has never gone out, what should I do if I encounter danger?"

Xuan Qingmeng's face froze.

Why didn't his father go?

How can the plot discussed with them be different.

"If there is danger, just take it as a lesson, and see if she dares to sneak out alone next time?"

Xuan Ziqing's face was slightly gloomy, although he was a little worried, he was still relieved.

After all, Xuan Yingxue has quasi-saint strength.

Coupled with a chaotic treasure, who can hurt her except the saint.

On the contrary, the fear that she will cause trouble is real.

"Uh..."

Seeing this, the two sisters immediately closed their mouths.

......

"Uncle, wait for me!"

Thirty-three days away, where the chaotic wind was turbulent, Fuxi was about to sacrifice treasures and pass through the wind.

But a voice was heard.

"Light snow? What are you doing here? "

He was a little surprised.

Although this little girl was born for more than a thousand years, her cultivation is not high.

Now run out alone, Xuan Ziqing will he rest assured?

"Uncle, the smelly daddy doesn't understand the customs, and he doesn't take us out to play, so I ran out, uncle, why don't you take me to the Zixiao Palace to play?"

As soon as the little girl's words came out, De Fuxi's brain was a little confused.

Go to the Zixiao Palace... Play?

It's a holy field, and you little fart go play with a hammer."

Moreover, the wind in front of this is terrifying, and you can't get by.

"Xiaoxue, you can't go to Zixiao Palace, well! Hurry back! "

Fuxi said spoiledly.

It stands to reason that he is going to send Xuan Yingxue back.

But now that the time for the saint to preach is approaching, he originally delayed some time at Xuan Ziqing's place.

If he sent Xuan Yingxue back, he would definitely not be able to catch up.

"Hmph, stinky uncle, you don't understand the style either!"

The corners of Xuan Yingxue's mouth turned up, and she snorted coldly.

"Uh..."

Fuxi was stunned, what does this have to do with the incomprehensible customs.

"Xiao Xue, Zixiao Palace is a saint's field, and you can't go with your cultivation!"

"Besides, you look at the wind in front of you, it's very sharp, and your small body can't be worn through!"

Fuxi coaxed bitterly.

Merely.

When his voice just fell, he saw Xuan Yingxue walking directly towards the turbulent wind.

"Xiaoxue, come back quickly!"

Seeing this, Fuxi's sweaty hair stood upside down.

This is his sister's daughter.

If there is a three long and two short, then Nuwa will not be able to find him desperately.

Therefore, he exerted all his strength to pull Xuan Yingxue.

But still slow.

The little girl's speed was fast, and she entered the wind in a blink of an eye.

Fuxi's heart choked.

The little girl is only in the realm of golden immortals, and when she enters the wind, there is only one consequence, that is, the soul is scattered and turned into a blood mist.

However, this scene does not seem to have happened.

Because at the moment when Xuan Yingxue walked into the wind.

The body is shrouded in a layer of light.

The fierce wind was all blocked out of the light.

"Uncle, this wind is really bad!"

Xuan Yingxue stood in the wind and looked at Fuxi and said.

"This..."

Fuxi was stunned, such a fierce wind was not enough?

He wondered in his heart, how did the light on this little girl's body come from?

Looking closely, it was the clothes on her body.

It looks very ordinary.

Fuxi remembered clearly that it was sewn by Xuan Ziqing himself.

Because Xuan Ziqing's strength is not great.

The things that made clothes did not have spiritual power fluctuations, and he and Nuwa thought that they were just ordinary things.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a treasure.

"Uncle, come quickly, let's go to the Zixiao Palace together to find my mother!"

At this moment, Xuan Yingxue in the wind said a word, turned around and walked towards the chaos outside the sky.

"Xiaoxue, wait for me!"

After Fuxi finished speaking, he quickly sacrificed Fuxi Qin and chased over.

Soon, the two passed the turbulent current and entered the chaos.

Due to the power of chaos, it has a strong erosion ability.

Fuxi's walking was a bit strenuous.

On the other hand, Xuan Yingxue was shrouded in light, as if he was striding idly, without the slightest pressure.

"Xiaoxue, what kind of treasure are you wearing this dress?"

Fuxi asked.

In this flood, treasures are acquired and innate.

The day after tomorrow is artificially made for later.

Innate treasures are innately raised treasures, which are divided into four levels according to the strength level: innate spirit treasure, innate treasure, chaos spirit treasure, and chaos supreme treasure.

Being able to resist the wind and chaotic qi is at least the innate treasure level.

After all, his Fuxi Qin was an innate spirit treasure.

"Daddy didn't say, I don't know what kind of treasure!"

Xuan Yingxue shook her head.

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