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"Just what...?" Qiao Ziyu stumbled a couple of times when she heard Duan Huaijin's words, feeling a little dangerous.

"I don't worry about you going out alone, so let's go out together." Duan Huaijin did some psychological work for herself, with a serious face.

"so......?"

"I remember that you can refine a beast-shaped pill that can make cat eggs smaller." Duan Huaijin held the person in his arms, "So can you refine a pill that can make people... smaller too? I can hide in..." Duan Huaijin put her hand on Qiao Ziyu's waist, squeezed it lightly and said in a low voice, "Here..."

The waist was pinched lightly, and Qiao Ziyu's back immediately softened by two points. For some reason, a thin layer of red appeared on his face, "No, it's too dangerous...it will discovered."

"No." Duan Huaijin circled the crowd tightly, bowing his head slightly: "I will stick tightly to Ziyu's waist..."

Qiao Ziyu's ears turned redder.

"Okay, Ziyu...I really don't trust you to go out alone." Afraid that Qiao Ziyu would not agree, Duan Huaijin threatened again: "Whether you practice Ziyu or not, I will go out."

Thousands of thoughts turned in my mind a hundred times, Qiao Ziyu finally had to blushed and agreed, "Then...then I will try."

Gently breaking out of Duan Huaijin's arms, Qiao Ziyu's heart beat wildly, and she flew to the fire room.

After staying in the fire room for three hours, Qiao Ziyu changed the formula of the beast-shaped pill and refined the Yi-shaped pill that monks could take.

Seeing the elixir Qiao Ziyu handed over, Duan Huaijin paused for a moment before taking it. After all, getting smaller and wearing clothes is really a bit... shameful.

But seeing the blushing cheeks of the docile little husband, Duan Huaijin became inexplicably more confident, took the elixir, poured out one and took it.

In an instant, a warm current swam across Duan Huaijin's body, and then Huaijin's vision narrowed rapidly. When he came back to his senses, what was in front of him at eye level... was Qiao Ziyu's slender ankle.

Qiao Ziyu's eyes widened, and she squatted down in shock.

"Huaijin..."

A small one on the ground is struggling to get its feet out of a pile of clothes.

"Ziyu." A soft and weak voice came out of his mouth, Duan Huaijin was startled, and quickly closed his mouth.

Seeing the villain who was not as big as a palm turn his head to the side in frustration, Qiao Ziyu couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Duan Huaijin was so angry that she immediately used her vitality to cut off a small piece of cloth to wrap around the important parts, and then flew up, at eye level with Qiao Ziyu.

"Ziyu." Duan Huaijin roared pretending to be effortless, "Stand up."

Hearing that the voice finally had some majesty and domineering, Duan Huaijin nodded inwardly with satisfaction.

The villain's pretense of sophistication was so cute and funny, Qiao Ziyu had a hard time holding back his smile, and stood up with the corners of his lips pressed together.

Duan Huaijin squinted her eyes, flew into Qiao Ziyu's clothes with a whoosh, and quickly peeled off her underwear to get in.

"!" Qiao Ziyu froze suddenly with an itchy waist.

Feeling Qiao Ziyu's reaction, Duan Huaijin was in a good mood and showed a smirk.

...The itching around the waist did not weaken due to the tightness of the body, but became more and more arrogant. After a while, Qiao Ziyu couldn't bear it and said: "Huaijin, can you not move... .”

Duan Huaijin, who was very excited about stepping on the ground, paused, and then took another bite of that delicate and white waist.

"Huaijin!" Qiao Ziyu's heart trembled, and she quickly reached into her waist, trying to grab Duan Huaijin out.

Can......

Duan Huaijin hooked the corners of her lips, and slid on the skin of Qiao Ziyu's waist like a swimming fish. Qiao Ziyu grabbed it for a long time, but didn't even touch it.

Unexpectedly, Duan Huaijin was like this Duan Huaijin, Qiao Ziyu was ashamed and angry, and stepped into the fire room in a flash.

In less than half an hour, Qiao Ziyu refined a batch of holy-level top-grade soothing liquid.

Using her fingertips to take some calming liquid, Qiao Ziyu wiped it on her waist.

Smelling the scent of Anshen Liquid, Duan Huaijin quickly stopped talking. Although he had broken through to the early fourth stage of Yuansheng after taking the White God Fruit, the Holy-level top-grade Anshen Liquid was still very powerful.

Duan Huaijin, who was slightly dizzy, flew to Qiao Ziyu's waist, and lay down obediently.

Feeling that Duan Huaijin finally stopped making small moves, Qiao Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief, and the heat on his face slightly subsided.

It would be dawn in two or three hours, Qiao Ziyu thought for a while, then took out the remaining half of the White God Fruit and swallowed it.

The clouds and wind were surging high in the sky, and soon the first thunderbolt came down...

Two hours later, the robbery cloud dispersed, Qiao Ziyu stroked the Tongxin Pei lightly, and the tenderness in his eyes was about to overflow.

Duan Huaijin who fell asleep and woke up in the soft and delicate waist:  …

In the blink of an eye, Ziyu surpassed him again...

Finally breaking through to the peak of the sixth level of Yuansheng, Qiao Ziyu relaxed his nerves a little, so that he not only has the ability to protect himself, but also doesn't need to pretend that he can't speak when encountering other undead. It was found that his advancement speed was abnormally fast...

Not to mention that the undead who saw him were so few that they could be ignored, even if they were discovered, he didn't care.

The sky in the space was already bright, Qiao Ziyu tidied up her clothes and flashed out of the space.

In a short while, a necromancer in the late stage of Yuansheng Ninth Rank rushed outside the other hall.

The undead lifted the restriction and walked into the hall.

Sensing the approach of the undead, Qiao Ziyu shuddered slightly, and stepped out of the inner room.

The dead spirit walked into the inner hall and smiled stiffly at Qiao Ziyu who had just walked out of the inner room.

"Follow me, Mrs. Immortal King is waiting."

Feeling the kind attitude shown by this undead, Qiao Ziyu also returned a stiff smile.

"Going to see the Immortal King's husband...how much?"

"Not many." Necromancer turned and walked out, "A total of 130 six palaces, one sent from the first palace is only 130 six."

"130 six?" Qiao Ziyu narrowed her eyes, "So many dowries?"

"No... the Immortal King only chooses 36 as dowry, and keeps the rest to serve."

The Necromancer led Qiao Ziyu to fly over several halls, and stopped in front of a particularly luxurious and magnificent hall.

Because of his affection for Qiao Ziyu, who looks like the fairy king's husband, the dead spirit saw his eyes slightly open, so he teased and said, "The fairy king's palace is the most magnificent, after all, the fairy king hurts the fairy king to the bone .”

Qiao Ziyu hummed lightly.

As the undead bypassed the outer hall and walked into a small pavilion in the front yard of the inner hall, Qiao Ziyu saw the remaining one hundred undead who were waiting to be selected.

"Okay, you guys wait here first, the Immortal King will come in a while." The undead slammed to the side, activated the restriction outside the pavilion, and then flew away from the place.

The pavilion became agitated slightly, Qiao Ziyu's heart began to beat violently uncontrollably, anticipation, excitement and fear intertwined into a mess in an instant, rolling around on the apex of his heart.

Not daring to think about what would happen if the Immortal King's husband wasn't her father, Qiao Ziyu clenched her fingers tightly, her knuckles were squeezed blue and white, her eyes looked blankly at a winter rain tree outside the pavilion, the long and narrow leaves fluttered in the wind The ground swayed and trembled, just like the emotions in his heart.

Time slowly passed by step by step, Qiao Ziyu looked dazed, and had already moved to the entrance of the pavilion before he knew it, and he was only one step away from touching the red-lighted restriction...

There was a sudden stern shout from outside the pavilion, and then the restriction of the red light was dispelled.

Qiao Ziyu's pupils shrank, and she stepped out of the pavilion in one step.

The next moment, a white figure flew over suddenly, his breath was unsteady and his voice trembled: "...Yu'er...?!"

As if reminding him that the sense of familiarity in the shout just now was not a dream, Qiao Ziyu raised her eyes in a daze, and saw the appearance of the figure in front of her clearly.

It's the gentle eyebrows and eyes of his father who has loved him for more than ten years...!

"It's really Yu'er...?!" Huai Yu originally thought that he was thinking too much and his eyes were dazzled, but he never thought that the illusion would come true, and his whole arm was trembling for a moment.

His eyes turned sore and red in an instant, Huai Yu pressed Qiao Ziyu into his arms forcefully, tears welled up in his eyes, "It's really...my... Yu'er..."

"Father...Father?!" Qiao Ziyu finally recovered from the huge surprise, but it was as if a ball of cotton was stuffed in her throat, and she was speechless for a moment...

"Yu'er...it's Daddy...I'm Daddy!"

Huai Yu's tears that she hadn't shed for many years finally got out of control again, and the arms holding Qiao Ziyu kept tightening, for fear that they would be separated again after a long absence...

"Yu'er blames daddy...you blame daddy...?!"

"It's because Dad didn't protect you... that Qiao Tianguang killed you..."

"Daddy...!" Qiao Ziyu nestled in Huai Yu's arms, rubbing her face tightly against Huai Yu's lapel, sobbing with aggrieved and joyful voice: "Daddy... how is Yuer?" Miss you... Daddy..."

"Daddy also misses Yu'er..."

"Yu'er... never blames Daddy..." Qiao Ziyu choked, her voice was chaotic, "Yu'er doesn't blame Daddy..."

Huai Yu's heart ached so badly, he squeezed extremely hard, "Daddy isn't a good daddy..."

"Daddy is fine..." Qiao Ziyu pressed her face to Daddy's neck, rubbing it with extreme attachment.

"Daddy, don't leave Yu'er again..."

"No, never..." Huai Yu raised his blurred eyes to look at the sky, and knelt down facing the sky in his heart, "Thank God...Thank God for protecting Yu'er, Let my Yu'er be fine..."

"Daddy..."

Qiao Ziyu cried for a long time in her father's arms, and finally stopped crying in her father's distressed and self-blaming eyes.

"Yu'er told Daddy..." Huai Yu flew into the inner room of the inner hall with Qiao Ziyu, and flew a man who was going to follow out of the hall.

This time, Qiao Ziyu noticed that there was a man standing behind her father just now.

Huai Yu asked again, "Yu'er told Daddy, what happened that day, and what happened after that?"

"That day..." Qiao Ziyu didn't want to say anything because she was afraid that her father would be worried and uncomfortable, but seeing her father's worried eyes, she couldn't bear to deceive her father anymore, so she had to briefly describe it.

"That day, I was fed Kuva grass, and then... Qiao Tianguang washed my memory away. He made me think that I was a slave serving Qiao Ting, and that I was Shuang'er... Feeling that Huai Yu was furious, Qiao Ziyu quickly held Huai Yu's hand, and continued to comfort him, "He...someone sold me to a very remote village, but... ..."

Qiao Ziyu said firmly: "I was saved."

"Saved?" Huai Yu's nerves that were about to collapse finally eased a little.

"Yeah." Qiao Ziyu's eyes flashed a hint of sweetness and shame, "He is very kind and treats me very well."

Huai Yu's fingers suddenly clenched tightly, grateful and angry at the same time, just now Yu'er's eyes were so obvious... If he still couldn't see what was going on, he would eat the stinky grass in the alchemy room up!

Unexpectedly, just after finding Yu'er back, he found out that his Yu'er had already been pushed, Huai Yu's heart felt stuffy and stuffy.

"Who is that person?" Huai Yu tried his best to suppress his emotions.

"He...his name is Duan Huaijin."

"What about people?"

"He..." Qiao Ziyu felt his calf being bounced three times, and his voice paused: "He..."

Feeling that Qiao Ziyu hesitated to speak, Huai Yu frowned dissatisfied.

"He didn't come? You came to the land of the dead alone?! How is this good for you?!"

"No..." Qiao Ziyu quickly defended, "He has come to the land of the dead, but he has other things to do now..."

"Huh?!" Huai Yu became even angrier. It seemed that the man was very good at rhetoric, and even made Yu'er dizzy. Could it be that he was a liar and scum like Qiao Tianguang? !

Duan Huaijin, who listened silently to all the words, wanted to cry but had no tears. Before he saw his father-in-law, he was given the impression of being a scum...

I thought that his image is not suitable to meet his father-in-law now, but compared with being misunderstood as a scum... Duan Huaijin gritted his teeth, and used his vitality to cut off a larger piece of cloth beside Qiao Ziyu's leg, and put I wrapped it up myself.

After all, seeing your father-in-law requires you to be neatly dressed.

Hmm... 'neat'.

Then, the next moment, on the table next to the chairs where Qiao Ziyu and Huai Yu were sitting, there appeared a little man wrapped in a rag...but the size of a palm.

The little man spoke calmly before Huai Yu slapped him away.

"Hi, daddy, I'm... Duan Huaijin."

Huai Yu froze with his palm, and the wind brought by his palm Zhou Yuanqi blew away a corner of the rag that wrapped Duan Huaijin.

Duan Huaijin 'calmly' wrapped the piece of cloth that exposed her ankle back.

He said again: "Hello, Daddy."

Huai Yu's face was full of purples and reds in an instant, his eyes glanced at Duan Huaijin and then at Qiao Ziyu.

Closing his staring eyes, Huai Yu took a deep breath, suppressing the blood pressure rushing up to his brain and the strange complexities in his eyes.

"Yu'er, this is yours..." Huai Yu spat out two words with difficulty, "Taoist companion?!"