"Huang'er is good." Qinghan took his little hand and said with a smile towards Wanruo, "The Taoist Luo Ming from Beihai came to look for me a few days ago. He has a daughter with one thick, two thin and three spiritual roots. She is of medium aptitude. My son will get married, and when I leave the seclusion, I will give Huang'er a cultivation base, promote him to Foundation Establishment, and then teach him for another five years and practice painstakingly, so I might as well find a way to cultivate immortality."

Qinghuang's eyes lit up when he heard this, can he still cultivate immortality? !

No wonder he was surprised. He also knows the situation in this world. If you can cultivate the five spiritual roots to the seventh or eighth level of Qi training, you will be able to reach the top of the sky.

"Huang'er also wants to cultivate immortality?" Qinghan poked Qinghuang's dimple.

Qinghuang was really happy to hear that he could cultivate immortality, so he didn't want to trouble him, dimples or something, just get poked if you get poked, after all, hugging your thigh quickly is the most important thing at this time.

He nodded quickly, "Huang'er wants to be like Daddy!"

The three-year-old child speaks, babbling, cadenced, very melodious.

However, Qinghuang really can't stand her childish voice, but it seems that this father is only cute in this way.

He wanted to cover his face a little bit, really a little shy.

There is no mirror here, of course he doesn't know, the little face is flushed with a childish pinkness, looking at it makes people want to pinch it.

In modern terms, it is soft and cute.

He didn't care about his father arbitrarily advocating his marriage.

"Wait obediently for Daddy to leave the customs," Qinghan said with a stern look in his eyes, "After the baby was born, Daddy tried his best to change your fate and let you live longer."

Qinghuang was moved to tears, it's such a wonderful thing to have a good father!

In his previous life, he had never enjoyed such a good thing. His childhood memories were always hazy, and he couldn't remember those good times. He only remembered the hardships and hardships he suffered later, as well as loneliness.

Once again, he enjoyed this rare warmth.

He will not forget.

With a smile, Qinghan took his little hand and said to the three-year-old Qinghuang earnestly, "Huang'er, you must listen to your mother during the time I'm not here."

Qinghuang nodded honestly.

Time flies by.

Ten years later, when Ziqi came from the east, I saw a dragon in a cave soaring straight up to the sky, and a thunder disaster descended from heaven.

Everyone in Xiaochongtian saw this scene and discussed it endlessly, saying that this was a scene that would not be seen in tens of millions of years.

Whether it was a traveling merchant, or a disciple of foundation building and Qi training, or a mortal without spiritual roots, aristocrats, or royal dudes, they all stopped, put down what they were doing, and watched this rare scene.

At that time, Qinghuang was lying on a hill and grass, and she couldn't help jumping up when she saw this scene.

Dad is going to make it!

However, before the feeling of joy welled up in his heart, he saw an invisible hand in mid-air, directly controlling the purple dragon!

Just now the thunder shook the sky, the momentum was vast, and the sound was still in the ears, but at this moment, the world was suddenly silent, the birds were silent, the trees were withered, and everything was lifeless!

Huge fear surged in Qinghuang's heart, as if something was holding his heart, causing his blood and veins to bulge, and his forehead to bulge.

what happened? !

Dark clouds covered the sky and covered the sky, and it was obviously not long before the sun rose, but it was like midnight, and you couldn't see your fingers.

The shining sun is just like a dim yellow lamp at the moment, hanging on the horizon, flickering on and off.

The last ray of light was gone.

Qinghuang was still standing just now, and now she was supporting the ground with one hand and touching her heart with the other hand, feeling that she had been greatly hurt!

There seemed to be some pressure on his knees, forcing him to kneel down. However, although Qinghuang was a good-for-nothing, he was also a good-for-nothing with dignity. He supported himself and slowly stood up.

At that moment, there was nothing in his mind, it was blank.

But he felt inexplicably familiar with this pressure, as if he had experienced it a long time ago.

Familiar yet unfamiliar hostility.

It was too late to capture this passing feeling, like a lake surface in the afternoon, with the breeze blowing and the water rippling, but after that, the water surface was still calm.

He was in the wild, with few people, and no one saw him. The redness in his eyes seemed to set the world on fire, the corners of his mouth were bloodshot, and the ribbons on his hair were torn off when he was struggling, leaving his hair disheveled.

Although he is only a thin 13-year-old boy, he has a sense of arrogance.

Suddenly, the stress disappears.

A beam of light fell down at an extremely fast speed, and struck at the tree that Qinghuang's head was leaning on just now at a speed unfathomable to the naked eye!

Qinghuang got up with great difficulty, but now she ran forward with all her strength, every step was like struggling when she was about to drown in the water, she couldn't see anything, she couldn't feel anything, she was numb to pain!

The thunder came with a bang, almost breaking the eardrums.

That Lei Guang seems to be intelligent, following behind Qinghuang, wherever Qinghuang runs, it will follow!

This also made Qinghuang no longer have time to take care of what kind of dangerous situation his father was in-he was already too busy to take care of himself, because the mine was equipped with automatic navigation and located on the moving Qinghuang.

One, two...

"It's not over!" Qinghuang hurriedly found a hole and got in.

As expected, the cave could withstand the pressure. It survived ten thunderbolts, and then, the top of the cave cracked!

Qinghuang quickly ran out.

Counting, the thunder in the sky has fallen 98 times.

Another thunder came, the sound was the loudest, and the light was also the brightest. Qinghuang, who was crying while running, was blinded by the flashing light, and didn't see a pit under her feet, paji——

He fell to the grass, coughing up blood.

His hands were outstretched, his clothes were messy, and he was slumped on the ground.

I can't run anymore. Sure enough, after all these years, I shouldn't stay at home to watch the world and think about life. I should go out more.

Qinghuang fell to the ground in a flutter, regretting for a while.

He was not the first person in the world to be struck to death by lightning, but as someone who died of a cold first, and then was struck to death by lightning——

I hate it!

To his unlucky life!

Just when Qinghuang felt that he was about to be struck to death by lightning, a black shadow fell from the sky and hit his hand abruptly.

This—force—way—

Qinghuang felt that his arm was broken, and the meteorite fell from the sky was nothing more than that.

He coughed up another mouthful of blood, and sprayed it on the lump that hit his arm. The body of this shell was not in good health. This mouthful of blood almost sucked all his energy, and he was very tired.

Immortal cultivators have no more than ten drops of blood essence in their lifetime, and his dantian is even rarer, only three drops. Qing Huang estimated that two drops of himself were sprayed on the UFO, and the remaining drop was hanging on his own life.

Something cold and soft covered Qinghuang's forehead, at first Qinghuang thought it was a tentacle, but miraculously, his mind became clear and he could see the scene in front of him clearly.

An expressionless, cold, pink and tender little doll stood in front of him.

This doll looks like a jade carved in powder, with exquisite eyebrows, but its temperament is as cold as ice and snow. Even when he stood there still, Qinghuang saw snowflakes floating behind him, and the whitening of the eyebrows was frost.

So cold.

An illusion, it must be an illusion.

Qinghuang blinked, the sky stopped thundering, and the huge pressure just now disappeared, he breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the beautiful little doll with great interest:

"Hello, tender dumpling."

The snow-pink Tuanzi seemed very disgusted when he heard his words, his brows were furrowed, and he said two words coldly: "Get up."

Seriously injured Qinghuang: "..."

"I can't get up anymore," Qinghuang looked at Nen Tuanzi with a sincere expression, "You crushed me to death just now, well, you crushed my arm."

Apparently, Nen Tuanzi didn't believe his words very much, and brushed his fingers across Qinghuang's arm, as if to detect the extent of his injury.

Qinghuang deliberately teased him, after all, he had just experienced a hundred thunder calamities and was still in shock.His whole body was weak, his muscles were sore, and he could only speak a few words, taking it easy.

As soon as Nen Tuanzi touched him with his fingers, he began to groan.

No matter how treacherous and cheating a 13-year-old boy is, he is not annoying to look at, not to mention that Qinghuang has inherited the good looks of his father and mother.

His eyes were crooked and the corners of his mouth curled up, always smiling, which added a bit of fun to the situation.

The group seemed to be frightened by the voice overflowing from his mouth, and withdrew his little hand.

Qinghuang watched anxiously as Nen Tuanzi retracted her beautiful claws.

Nen Tuanzi stood straight, like a little adult, looking at him with eyes...

It wasn't that Qinghuang looked down on him, but he felt that the powder dumpling looked at him in the same way that he looked at a chicken.

He couldn't lift his breath, and almost suffocated himself to death!

A kid who is ten years younger than you looks at him with such "compassionate" eyes, he also has dignity, right?

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