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"Mother, let's go!" Holding her mother's hand happily, Qing'er once again followed her dear mother to the human world to be a humanoid radar.

"Mother, where are we going today?" Qing'er, who followed her on an outing in the human world, wondered about today's destination.

"Qing'er take mother to go, wherever Qing'er wants to go, mother and Qing'er can go." How can Qing'er's ability be buried, now Qinghe is looking forward to Qing'er.

"Qing'er wants to go to the lake to play." When she came here yesterday, Qing'er remembered that there was a big and beautiful lake there, and there were many people playing on the lake, so Qing'er wanted to go too.

The gorgeous cruise ships on the sparkling lake form an interesting scene. Among the many gorgeous cruise ships, a small boat floats slowly along the lake in a quiet posture.The tight black canopy blocks many curious or disdainful gazes, and also covers the more beautiful scenery in the boat than the lake.

Suddenly, a delicate and beautiful child ran out of the cabin, lying on the edge of the boat and happily slapping the clear lake water.

"Be careful not to fall." The cold voice was filled with uncontrollable worry.

"En." Nodding vigorously, Qing'er happily patted the reflection in the water.

Lying leisurely in the cabin, peeling off the lotus pod with jade-like bare hands, Qinghe's gaze was fixed on Qing'er who was having a great time playing in the water.

I didn't want Qing'er to play in the water, but Qing'er kept asking for it, so Qinghe had no choice but to agree.

"Well, it really is the lotus seeds of the Seven Nights Lotus." Sensing the fresh taste and a hint of sweetness in his mouth, Qing He slightly praised.

I once again lamented Qing'er's super skills, but just picked a lotus at random, it turned out to be a seven-night lotus. It only took seven nights for a seven-leaf lotus to germinate from seedlings to bloom and bear fruit, and it took seven years to germinate again. It is not a panacea, but it is also rare.

Throwing the last lotus seed into the lake, layers of ripples spread out, and finally became invisible. I hope that I will be lucky enough to eat it seven years later. Qinghe watched the lotus seed slowly sinking.

"Mother." Looking back happily, Qing'er's face shone slightly, it turned out that a few small drops of water had splashed on Qing'er's face.

"Qing'er is happy?" Seeing Qing'er's happy face, Qing He smiled faintly.

"Happy." Of course Qing'er is happy to be with mother for two consecutive days, and Qing'er will always be with mother.

"Mother." After playing enough, Shui Qing'er missed her mother's embrace again, she stood up slowly while grabbing the side of the boat, and walked towards her.

"Qing'er!" Qing He cried out in surprise when Qing'er was not received.

It turned out that just when Qing'er was striding forward with her calf, she rolled to the side of the boat because of the sway of the boat.

"Qing'er!" Qing Hefei stretched out his long arms and held Qing'er in his arms dangerously.

"Mother, woo..." Qing'er, who was a little frightened, held her mother tightly, teary but resisted crying.

"It's okay, it's okay, be good, Qing'er won't cry." Quickly comforting Qing'er who was scared in his arms, Qing He got up and went out of the cabin with Qing'er in his arms, wanting to see which bastard dared to make Qing'er almost fall into the water .

I don't know when a beautiful and luxurious painting boat appeared on the lake. The huge painting boat stirred up layers of white waves, causing the surrounding boats to shake for a while, and here, Qinghe and Qing'er's boat was the lightest and shook the most violently. Qing'er almost fell into the water.

"It really isn't a human being." Qinghe, who was as ostentatious as the painted boat, made a very correct evaluation.

I saw the man shaking the round fan lightly, looking at the lake and mountains with bright eyes, but the fluffy and wide gauze robe was only loosely tied around his waist, revealing a large scene that is not suitable for children.

"Ah, only such a beautiful scenery can be worthy of my uncle." The arrogant words also showed the arrogance of that person.

"Qing'er stop crying, mother will take you to another place." Just glanced at the arrogant man lightly, Qing He hurriedly covered Qing'er's big eyes, Qing He didn't want Qing'er to be led badly.

"Mother, what's the matter?" Qing'er couldn't see the person in front of her, but she still wanted to see her, why didn't she show it to Qing'er.

"Hey, it's not good here, mother took Qing'er ashore." Qing He hugged Qing'er and turned back to the cabin.

Just now she almost made Qing'er fall into the water, and now she hooks up with Qing'er to see something that is not suitable for children... The pink lotus petals are gently raised but break the wind with strong force...

"Qing'er, let's go." Without looking at the gorgeous painting boat again, the small boat sailed towards the shore with the same melodiousness as before.

"Ah, the boat is leaking..."

"Help me..."

"Ah! My uncle can't swim..."

A group of people on the lake watched in amazement that the huge painting boat quickly sank into the water with the same ostentatious posture.

The luxuriant and lush woods cut off the noise on the lake, and Qing He and Qing'er walked quietly along the tree path as if nothing had happened.

"What's the matter, Qing'er." Qing'er stopped suddenly, making Qinghe slightly surprised.

"Qing'er?" Qing'er didn't answer but ran straight behind the bushes.

"Mother, it's hurt." Qing'er came out from behind the grass, holding a snow-white fluffy animal in her hands.

Qinghe looked at the animal in Qing'er's arms, it was not a strange thing after all, but this snow fox seemed to be...

"Mother, it's bleeding." Hurrying to hold the injured animal in her hand and running to her mother, Qing'er worriedly looked at the little fox's bleeding hind legs.

"It doesn't matter, it just suffered a little skin trauma." Qinghe said indifferently after glancing at the shivering snow fox for a while.

"Put down that evildoer quickly." An exasperated voice broke in suddenly.

"Zhizhi..." Seeing the person who hurt him, the little fox kept screaming in fear.

"That's not an ordinary fox, it's a vixen, get away from it quickly." The little Taoist who appeared suddenly shouted anxiously, for fear that the vixen would hurt the two people in front of him.

"But..." Qing'er looked at the little fox in his hand and then at the chubby little Taoist priest. Qing'er didn't know what a vixen was. Isn't it a little fox in Qing'er's hand?

"Which bastard sank my boat, and my uncle almost fed the fish."

"It's best not to let me know who it is, if you let me know, hehehe..."

A series of sinister laughter shows that the speaker is in a rather unhappy mood.

"Squeak, creak..." But the little fox heard the urgent call and even tried to wriggle and jump out of Qing'er's embrace.

"Yeah... ah!" The person who was wringing out the wet clothes on his body couldn't help screaming when he heard the familiar cry and looked up.

"You, you..." Pointing at the little fox that kept barking at him, Hu Li had a headache.

"You can't go over, that's a vixen who will harm people." Hu Li hurriedly stopped Hu Li who wanted to go over, and the round face of the little Taoist priest Fu Bao became more round in a hurry

"Idiot, let go." Hu Li looked disgusted when being hugged by a Taoist priest. Who is this Taoist priest? He really meddles in his own business.

"Zhizhizhi..." Seeing the person who could save him being stopped, the little fox was struggling so hard that Qing'er almost couldn't hold her.

"Little fox, don't move." Qing'er was afraid that the little fox would fall, so she held on tighter, which made the little fox even more anxious.

"Let go, you stupid Taoist." Hu Li exhausted his patience and pushed away the person who hindered him.

"Hey, kid, quickly return my little fox." Hu Li shouted, pointing at Qing'er who was hugging the little fox tightly.

"That's not allowed for fox spirits, let me subdue them." The little Taoist set up a posture, and he couldn't let the goblins harm people.

"Don't make noise, you stupid Taoist priest." With a loud roar, Hu Li was so pissed off by the three-legged cat Taoist priest.

"Really, that's really a vixen, you can't raise it." Fu Bao thought that Hu Li didn't believe his words and quickly explained, how could this person raise a vixen.

"Fox spirit, fox spirit, what's wrong with vixen spirit, you stupid Taoist priest!" Annoyed by this Taoist priest, Hu Li yelled at Fu Bao.

"But, but vixen can harm people..." Fu Bao, who was no match for Hu Li's loud voice, whispered.

"..." Hu Li got tired of arguing with this stubborn little Taoist priest.

"Little ghost, give me my little fox." Really unable to explain to the little Taoist priest, Hu Li turned to face Qing'er and stretched out his hand.

"Mother..." Qing'er didn't understand what was happening in front of her, so she could only helplessly look at her mother who had been silent by her side.

"Are you from Jiuxuan Palace?" Instead of taking a look at Hu Li who rushed forward like a debt collector, Qing He turned to the round little Taoist priest and asked.

"Uh... are you asking me?" Pointing to himself, the little Taoist priest hadn't woken up from Hu Li's roar.

Ah, this person is so beautiful, she must be a good person, I must not let the vixen hurt her, Fu Bao secretly made up his mind.

"Yes, yes, I am from Jiuxuan Palace, and my name is Fubao." Suddenly, he realized that standing in front of him was such a beautiful person, a little Taoist priest who had never seen the world, with peach blossoms in his eyes.

"Don't worry, miss, I won't let this vixen hurt you." Fu Bao said righteously.

Sure enough, he was an idiot Taoist priest with no eyesight. There was a thousand-year-old vixen in front of him but he only knew how to chase this useless little fox. Qing He picked up the little fox from Qing Er's arms and threw it directly into Hu Li's arms.

"Qing'er, let's go." Not intending to entangle with these people anymore, Qing He took Qing'er and left without looking back.

"Ah, miss, how can you give him the vixen."

"Then you get away from that vixen."

"Stupid Taoist priest, let go."

"Fox spirit..."

"Smelly Taoist..."

In the distance, Fu Bao and Hu Li could be heard arguing.

"Mother, what is a vixen?" Qing'er asked eagerly.

"A vixen is a fox with few tendons." Qing He said without thinking.

"Oh, Qing'er got it." After learning something, Qing'er happily took her mother's hand and went home happily.