Quick Travel: After dressing up as a villain, he is bound to the childbirth system

Chapter 423 Miaojiang Saint x Awakening of the Gu God 23

Seeing the look of Qing Ling's little hamster, Zhu Bai Shao was so happy that her branches trembled with laughter.

She has a charming and charming nature. Not only does she not lose her composure when she smiles like this, but it is like all the spring flowers blooming. Her whole person becomes vivid and indescribably romantic and tender.

Listening to this laughter, Qing Ling's ears felt a little itchy for no reason.

He wrinkled his little nose and took a bite.

Zhu Baishao's laughter stopped abruptly.

She slapped Xiaotuanzi's butt hard, and after he let go, she apologized to Wen Xiangluo:

"I'm really sorry. I didn't discipline him well. Is your wound okay? Do you need help bandaging it again?"

Wen Xiangluo's wrist was cut open last night, causing it to bleed a lot, and today it was even worse.

Wen Xiangluo touched her wrist and shook her head to indicate that it was not serious, but she was a little surprised, "He is so strong and born with great strength. Could he be a martial arts wizard?"

"what?"

Zhu Baishao didn't expect that she would think of this. She lowered her eyes at Xiaotuanzi, opened her mouth and started talking nonsense: "He... um... was born with blocked meridians, so he can't practice martial arts."

"Meridians blocked?"

Wen Xiangluo looked at the little guy who raised his head angrily. Thinking about the force just received on his wrist, he felt a little unbelievable.

"He has such great strength even if his meridians are blocked? If he is good, wouldn't he be a genius that is rare to see in a thousand years?"

"How about we find a way to collect some precious medicine to help him open up his meridians?"

Zhu Bai Shao was in a dilemma for a while.

But there is nothing I can do about it, I have to straighten out the lies I told.

"Okay... OK."

Seeing her deflated look, Qing Ling chuckled.

Let her spread rumors and talk nonsense as she pleases.

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Three people, two large and one small, finally walked out of the miasma of the dense forest and marched in the forest for more than an hour before vaguely seeing a small town at the foot of the mountain.

Next to the tea stall at the exit of the town, Father Wei and Mother Wei were waiting with their horses. The two of them had obviously been waiting for a while, and both looked worried.

"Children raised by Nanman are really uneducated..."

Father Wei still remembered the anger he had received in the valley before, and vented in a low voice.

Mother Wei sighed, "It's in the wild southern border and it's not very civilized. How can we compare with the prosperity of culture and education here in the Central Plains? Xiangluo is still a little girl. When we go back, I will teach her well."

"Little girl? Xue'er is the same age as she is, and she is the senior sister of the number one sect in the Central Plains. Who can mention it without praising her? She... alas... is nothing more than a sinister obstacle in the past life!"

Father Wei sighed and couldn't understand why his daughter was like this, helping outsiders to make things difficult for her parents.

Mother Wei was about to speak again when she saw figures on the road in the distance. Not to mention the blue, white and pomegranate Miao dresses, the various silver ornaments on the heads and bodies of the two girls were shining brightly in the sun. It almost blinded her from this distance.

"Why is she here too?"

Wei's mother frowned. This "she" naturally refers to Zhu Baishao.

After the previous conflict, she didn't have a good impression of Zhu Baishao.

Father Wei's face turned blue and his lips trembled when he remembered that he had been refuted by a junior and had no room to reply.

"Sorry, the mountain road is difficult to walk, so I wasted a little time..."

Wen Xiangluo hasn't called the two of them father and mother yet, and she had forgotten all the plans she had made in her heart when she walked up to them.

Wei's father frowned, feeling more and more that Wen Xiangluo was unruly. He wanted to say something, but Wei's mother gave him an elbow.

"Don't be nervous. As parents, it won't be a big deal if we wait for a while... Then let's set off and go back as soon as possible."

Father Wei and Mother Wei were about to turn around and mount their horses, then they were stunned.

They seemed to have forgotten to prepare horses for Wen Xiangluo.

Wen Xiangluo obviously also discovered this. Her eyes drooped and she forced a smile and said: "Then please wait a moment. The saint girl and I will go to the town to buy two horses."

Hearing what she said, Zhu Baishao wanted to go on the road with them. Wei's father was not happy. As if he had just seen Zhu Baishao, he said with a smile:

"Isn't this the Saint of the Miao Territory? If you don't stay in the Miao Territory with your child, why go to the Central Plains? If you go to the Central Plains, no one will support you."

The waiter who made tea and poured water for the customers at the tea stall had a keen ear. When he heard the keyword, he immediately became interested and went back to call the boss.

Zhu Baishao's eyes were half-opened and half-closed, squinting at the horses behind them, still not looking at him seriously.

"A truly powerful person will not be afraid of feeling guilty wherever he goes. Only cowards will use words to suppress others and bluff."

"Oh, this is no longer your territory..."

Father Wei's hand touched the sword hanging on his waist.

Zhu Baishao didn't take it seriously and moved the Qingling dumpling she was holding to another arm to take the pressure. She sneered and motioned to Wei's father to look around.

Wei's mother also poked Wei's father. When he looked aside, he realized that they had been surrounded by people coming and going, and those people were staring at Zhu Baishao and him.

"Uh……"

When Wei's father didn't understand what was going on, the old tea stall owner finally identified the authenticity of the string of blood-red gems around Zhu Baishao's neck. He cheered suddenly, "She is really a saint!"

Then came a wave of salutes and greetings.

Zhu Baishao was used to seeing big scenes, so he immediately showed a decent smile and nodded slightly to return the salute to them, looking charming and graceful.

In addition to the usual silver necklace around her neck, she also wears a necklace made of red organic gemstones. It is very Miao-style and is a unique accessory of the saint. No wonder someone can recognize her identity.

Father Wei and Mother Wei were dumbfounded.

Zhu Baishao smiled at them, the light was shining brightly, and coupled with the momentum created by the surrounding crowd, the two of them were suppressed and unable to raise their heads.

They said she was a saint from Miao territory, how could these two people be so stupid as to think that her identity was only valid within the valley.

Wen Xiangluo's expression was a little complicated. She couldn't understand why her parents were like this.

She imagined a heroic couple from the Central Plains, punishing rape and eradicating evil, being wanton and unrestrained...it shouldn't be like this.

Qing Ling nestled in her arms and witnessed everything.

He had promised his adoptive mother to take care of Zhu Baishao, so naturally he couldn't bear to see her being wronged.

His light brown pupils were full of anger, and he looked at Father Wei across from him as if he were looking at a dead person.

Zhu Baishao lowered his head and rubbed Xiaotuanzi's long hair.

"Don't be afraid."

The quality of his hair is really incredible, it's long, black and shiny, and it feels so good.

The moment she lowered her head, the hostility in Qing Ling's eyes quickly disappeared.

The words "Don't be afraid" kept echoing in his ears. Qing Ling's ears were a little red and itchy, and there was even an uncontrollable joy in his heart. He didn't know what was wrong with him.

He raised his head and looked up from Zhu Baishao's chin. Generally speaking, this was a death angle, but Zhu Baishao was still beautiful.

Zhu Baishao didn't know what happened to him, so he asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Qing Ling's heart skipped a beat.