Don't panic, the family boss is busy farming

Chapter 690 Extra Story: Cultivation Realm 42
Nishang looked around Xu Qingyang and sneered, "If Kui Mu hadn't said it, I wouldn't believe that the person in this appearance is you."

It is really surprising that Master Qingyang, who cherished his appearance in the past, is willing to succumb to an ordinary appearance now.

I don't know what the years have done to him to make a person change so much, it seems to be a completely changed person, even the previous arrogance and arrogance are gone.

Xu Qingyang had a dark face, "Can you speak something human with this mouth!"

Obviously not.

The real person Nishang asked in displeasure: "What happened in the past 18 years? Why did my uncle never contact me, but he couldn't trust me!"

Xu Qingyang sighed softly, "To be honest, I have lived a pretty good life in the past 18 years. If it wasn't for the coincidence that the children in the family leaked the scarecrow puppet and attracted Kui Mu, I don't plan to meet you now."

In the words, it seems that he is still a little dissatisfied with Nishang's sudden arrival.

Daoist Nishang frowned, his cold eyes were like knives, his nose was slightly open, and he was too angry to speak.

She has always been unable to speak out against Xu Qingyang's mouth, but she can pass through it.

Xu Yue stood in the courtyard and watched the two talking in a good manner. Suddenly, Nishang Daoist stabbed her father with a long spear. It was extremely ferocious and fast. She felt a blur in front of her eyes, and the two of them flew into the sky. .

"Look at the gun!" Daoist Nishang yelled all over his body, raised his gun and stabbed it, Xu Qingyang quickly dodged, but a strand of oily green hair was still chopped off.

The hair was so bright under the sunlight that it almost dazzled Nishang Daoist's eyes. She asked in disbelief:
"Why is Master Uncle's hair green?!"

Could it be poisoned?
Master Nishang's heart moved, he retracted the gun unconsciously, and looked at the livid-faced man in front of him with sympathetic eyes.

Unexpectedly, the other party made a sudden move, and a formation board fell into the air. With a flash of brilliance, the killing formation had already been laid.

Xu Qingyang was not in a hurry, jumped out of the formation, and immediately urged the killing formation.

Master Nishang sneered, "It's a small skill, my uncle is currently cultivated, this killing formation is full of flaws, wait for me to break them one by one!"

At first Xu Yue thought that the two were really fighting, and her heart tightened.

Looking at the two people's moves full of killing intent and showing no mercy at all, Xu Yue felt that they were going to die.

But just when she was deeply worried about her father's life, the formation suddenly descended, and the real person Nishang was trapped inside.

But she also came out very quickly, and when the two met again, they couldn't help laughing out loud, looking reckless.

Xu Yue: "." I really don't understand what you cultivators think!

"That kid, come here." Daoist Nishang suddenly called out.

Xu Yue looked around in a daze, she was the only one who could barely be regarded as a 'child', she casually pointed to herself, and asked silently: Me?
"Yes, it's just you." Nishang's face remained cold, looking like a vicious female supporting role who is powerful but always against the protagonist in Xiuxian novels.

Xu Yue felt that she wanted to kill herself all the time.

But the facts proved that this was just her illusion, how could Dad's old friend not be a good person.

Daoist Nishang stretched out his hand and grasped the air valve on Xu Yue's wrist, a burst of fierce spiritual power suddenly rushed into his veins, Xu Yue frowned, and took a hiss of cold air.

"Spiritual roots are so complicated, without the help of suitable exercises and elixir, there is no hope of building a foundation."

After a while, Master Nishang withdrew his spiritual power, shook his head and said regretfully.

Xu Qingyang believed that a miracle would happen, "She just had an epiphany."

Real Nishang raised her eyebrows, she knew that she had eaten the spicy chicken in the little apprentice's hand, "Cooking way?"

Xu Yue nodded, her eyes flicked between the two of them. These two faces looked younger and more energetic than her, but they spoke like an old man, full of care from the elders. No matter how you looked at it, it was awkward.

"The first time we met, I came in a hurry. I didn't prepare any meeting ceremony, so I gave you this magic weapon."

Immortal Nishang suddenly pulled out a silver hairpin from his head and handed it to Xu Yue.

Xu Qingyang's eyes lit up, reminding Xu Yue to stop quickly, lest someone regret it!
Xu Yue received the signal from her father, took the gift, and bowed to thank her: "Thank you fairy."

"You're still called a fairy?" Daoist Nishang reminded dissatisfiedly, "Call me my sister!"

Xu Yue held the plain hairpin in her hand, and immediately felt the strong fluctuation of spiritual power from it, it was definitely a good thing.

Taking the man softly, he decisively called out the title, "Young lady, thank you, fairy big sister~"

Nishang pursed her lips and smiled, "Your father, you can't count on him. If anyone who doesn't have eyesight dares to bully you in the future, you can directly report your title!"

"If he still doesn't know what is good or bad, you sacrifice Suchai, there is a ray of the power of the primordial spirit of me, under the golden core, the body and spirit will be destroyed."

Xu Yue held the plain hairpin and was ecstatic in her heart, what a powerful magic weapon!

This is the first serious magic weapon she has obtained when she came to the cultivation world.

"Big sister, young lady will take good care of it and try not to use it."

Xu Yue no longer doubted that the other party had some ulterior relationship with her father. A powerful female cultivator like Daoist Nishang would never take a fancy to her father.

Immortal Nishang's expression softened a bit, and he said to Xu Qingyang: "Master Uncle, if there is any shortage, just let me know, my Murong family has nothing else, and there are plenty of magic weapons and spiritual weapons."

Xu Qingyang smiled slightly, "No, as long as you don't come, I don't need these things."

Master Nishang glanced at the inferior spirit sword he was wearing, snorted, and planned to leave, not wanting to embarrass himself.

"I came here only to confirm whether you are really resurrected. Now that I have confirmed it, I will naturally not come here again to be annoying."

Nishang Daoist raised his hand and cupped his fists, "Let's go, I'm too lazy to look at your ugly face!"

Xu Qingyang was furious, he cared about his appearance the most, and the neon clothes killed people!
"You black-hearted widow, don't leave if you have the ability!"

Xu Qingyang drew his sword and was about to go after him, Xu Yue cooperated and rushed up to grab him, "Father, don't be angry, you will get wrinkles when you are angry!"

Xu Qingyang was taken aback for a moment, then snorted, there were steps, and he came down along them.

Turning around, she asked Xu Yue, "What about Suchai? You won't be able to use it for the time being due to your low mana. Dad will help you put it away first, lest you accidentally lose it."

Xu Yue was dumbfounded, so daddy you are such a daddy!

"I'm off to cook." Xu Yue resolutely threw her father away, ran into the kitchen, and closed the door.

After carefully touching Suchai in the inner pocket of his bosom, he continued to use spells to cook with peace of mind.

Xu Qingyang looked at the closed door of the kitchen, the banter on his face gradually subsided, and he said: "I'll go out for a while."

After all, he strode out of the house and came to the small hut behind the small hotel next to the largest restaurant in Juxian City.

As soon as he stood in front of this unremarkable little hut, an old voice that was so familiar that he wanted to cry came over.

"Come in."

The old man's temper is still so violent.

Xu Qingyang took a deep breath, took a step, and walked straight through the hut.

(End of this chapter)