I am rich in the fairy world

Chapter 581 Sleepwalking
Hu Qing sincerely asked for instructions on how Huang Jiaoer wanted to arrange it.

Huang Jiaoer casually replied that she would follow her. How could she, the number one person in the Xiaoli world, live without her as a loser? At worst, if a man wants her someday, he can just hand her over.

Huang Jiao'er didn't care at all and was not hypocritical at all, but Hu Qingsheng was so angry that his ribs hurt.

It feels like there are several knots.

Hu Nuan took a look and quickly took over: "What my mother means is that we can make arrangements only if you have the ability to support yourself."

Huang Jiaoer was really confused: "I have always been raised by others."

I--

Hu patted the table lightly: "What is your current level of cultivation?"

Huang Jiaoer was even more confused: "I don't know. Anyway, those men collected a lot of food and drinks to improve their cultivation. Now I-" She took out a small mirror and looked carefully, "Well, she is still beautiful, she should His cultivation level is very high."

Everyone:"."

Hu Nuan pulled Hu Qing's hand under the table to prevent her from running away, and leaned forward curiously towards Huang Jiao'er: "How many thunder tribulations have you experienced?"

Huang Jiaoer: "Not once."

Shock!

It can't be just a small Qi refiner.

Huang Jiao'er said: "Thunder tribulation will ruin your appearance, and I don't want it."

Hu Qing wished he could open her head to see what was inside.

Tang Yuzi volunteered: "I will check her."

Huang Jiaoer: "Is this an excuse to get close to me?"

Tang Yuzi's face turned blank and he said to Xuan Yao: "You go."

Xuan Yao didn't want to either. Of course this job was for Hu Nuan.

Hu Nuan pinched Huang Jiao'er's wrist and felt confused: "The spiritual power in her body is full and pure. But - she has no cultivation. She is like a vase filled with spiritual power."

What kind of description was this? Hu Qing glared at her and hurriedly looked at Huang Jiao'er's expression.

Huang Jiaoer agreed: "I am indeed the most blessed vase."

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Huang Jiao'er retracted her wrist and said, "I tried to practice hard, but it didn't work. I can't learn those skills and mental skills at all, let alone swordsmanship and whip skills. In the past, those men also treated me sincerely. Yes, you taught me very seriously, but I really can’t learn it.”

She said: "On the contrary, those things that can make me more beautiful, I can remember them and understand them as soon as I learn them."

Hu Qing said: "So what did you learn?"

Huang Jiao'er said matter-of-factly: "Skin is like condensed fat, eyes are like autumn water, a clever smile is delicate and delicate, Liu Fufeng's fingers are like peeling onions -"

"Stop, stop, stop. Are these also exercises?"

Huang Jiao'er nodded heavily: "Of course, it's a rare beauty and beauty technique. I also practiced software skills -"

Hu Qing covered her mouth: "These are not popular in the martial arts world. Do you have any skills that can support yourself?"

Huang Jiaoer is worried that she has never taken care of herself.

"Ah, I remembered, I can make incense." Her eyes lit up and she was very interested. "I have a book on incense, which is very special. When I first got it, I followed it and made it. But later on Well," she shook her hands, "No one wanted me to do anything, so I just put it aside. "

Hu Qing looked at her appearance of being free from the sufferings of the world and her face that was unparalleled in the world. He could only feel itching to hate her. Who makes parents look beautiful?

"The ugly words are ahead. You let me settle you, and you have to support yourself."

Huang Jiaoer nodded confidently: "Okay, I'll go set up the stall."

Hu Qing choked. Just because of your face, stop by the roadside and ask for whatever you want.

Hu Nuan said, "Mom, don't worry about it. She's such an adult and she knows what's going on."

I can't see Hu Qing worrying about an outsider.

Hu Qing: "Okay, I'll ask the sect to see where it's appropriate to put you." Huang Jiao'er blinked and asked her, "Shuangyang Sect is very powerful, right? I won't give it away to anyone who wants it, right?"

Hu Qing: "You are the one I brought back. Who dares to ask me first before you can?"

Huang Jiaoer smiled: "That man from Shuangyang Sect——"

Hu Qing: "Stop it. Control your charm. Rabbits don't eat grass beside their nests."

Huang Jiao'er was in a good mood and clapped her hands: "I'm tired of the wandering life. Just let me rest for a hundred years, and if someone comes to rob me again, you can hand me over happily."

This shows how little confidence he has in her.

People have confidence in themselves: "How can I be mediocre and inactive with my appearance that can compete with the sun and the moon?"

Hu Qing: "As long as you are happy."

Hu Nuan said with a face: "You brag about your good looks everywhere, and you are not afraid of being jealous and assassinated? There are many poisons in the fairy world that can disfigure people."

Huang Jiaoer smiled and said nothing.

Hu Qing glanced at her. This person probably encountered this kind of thing frequently. Either she was solved by the people around her, or she had the means to protect herself. She won't underestimate her anyway. Even if she has no ability, she is definitely someone protected by God.

Well, it’s the most beautiful vase that God himself made.

Hu Qing filed Huang Jiao'er's case with Yang Tianxiao on her mobile phone. Yang Tianxiao asked her to rest first and go to him to review it tomorrow.

Alas, I still can't escape this scolding. She didn't even know what she had done wrong.

That night the whole family washed and slept separately. There were many empty rooms, so Huang Jiaoer chose the best one, took a flower petal bath, and rested without any worries.

Hu Qing slept sprawled out on his big bed, with the quilt kicked aside.

In the middle of the night, she suddenly sat up slowly, got out of bed slowly, went to the door, opened it, and walked out slowly.

Next door Hu Nuan vaguely heard the movement, turned over, and murmured a few words very tiredly. After a while, he opened his eyes suddenly and ran to the next door. Where is the person?

Chase out immediately.

"Xuan Yao, Yuzi, come out quickly."

Hu Nuan ran out in a hurry. He turned around several times and didn't see the two of them coming out. He groaned and had no choice but to chase after them.

With a rush, Hu Jingjing caught up: "Sister, sister?"

Hu Nuan: "Look for our mother."

The two quickly caught up with Hu Qing, but she was not walking very fast. eyes closed.

"mom--"

Hu Nuan pulled Hu Jingjing down, pinched her mouth, and whispered: "Our mother is sleepwalking. People who are sleepwalking cannot interrupt her."

Hu Jingjing's eyes rolled, she had never seen her mother sleepwalking before.

Hu Nuan hugged Hu Jingjing and followed carefully. Fortunately, Hu Qing walked steadily with her eyes closed. She didn't know where she was going.

Walking to the east, it was almost dawn, and Hu Qing stopped on a cliff that was ten thousand feet tall. Below, the waves crashed on the shore and rolled up thousands of layers of snow. If a person fell, no matter how strong the warrior immortal was, he would be smashed into meat cakes.

The hazy blue light shone on Hu Qing's body, and her toes were only one foot away from the edge.

Hu Nuan was frightened and stared at Hu Qing's feet, wondering if he should rush forward and hug them.

Hu Jingjing pinched Xiaoniao's throat and said in a breathy voice: "Sister-mom-cry-la-"

Hu Nuan was stunned and looked up. From the back side, she happened to see a little watermark appear on Hu Qing's cheek.

what happened?

Her strongest mother actually cried?

Could it be—possessed by a ghost? !
Hu Nuan became solemn and made Buddha seals with his hands. A faint golden light circled from the front of Hu Qing and enveloped him. The golden light was calm and there was no evil at all.

At this moment, Hu Qing sat down, with his calves hanging in the air, facing the east, crying.

I have a day off tomorrow, my dears, we will see you the day after tomorrow.