After becoming a fake daughter, I handed over the system.

Chapter 971 Return to Blue Star
A portal appeared in the largest garden of the resort house, allowing Xia Yue and his friends to land safely.

In the garden pavilion, Grandpa Xia and his friends were sitting and chatting, drinking tea, and talking about their own cultivation and the problems they encountered.

The appearance of the portal made them stop and stare at it, fearing that something else might come out.

"I'm back." Looking at the familiar environment, Xia Yue said happily.

"I'm back, the air is different." Feeling the spiritual power flowing into his body, Zi Luo felt a sense of comfort.

"The air over there is good, but it's still more comfortable here. There's spiritual power." Wu Se moved her hands and feet. She was very depressed because she hadn't absorbed spiritual power for so long over there. Now that she can absorb spiritual power, she finally feels much better.

"I'm back. You should go back and have a rest first. You've worked so hard for so long. We'll report to you after you've rested." Yan Mo said to the others.

"Yes, then we'll leave first." Now that they were back on Blue Star, it would not be good for these people to stay here any longer. After listening to Yan Mo's words, they tactfully left.

"Grandpa and grandma." Xia Yue had noticed that Grandpa Xia and the others were there too, so she shouted and ran over without caring about anyone else.

Seeing that Xia Yue had run away, the others didn't stay long. They nodded to Old Man Xia and the others and left the house.

Zi Luo and Wu Se also went straight back to their own courtyard

After they left, Yan Mo also followed them into the pavilion and greeted Grandpa Yan and the others.

"Why are you back?" asked Old Master Yan with a frown.

"I came back when the mission was almost completed. Now it depends on how it runs over there." Yan Mo said briefly.

"I'm glad you're back. Are you safe?" Zhao Yun asked with concern.
"No, who are we? How could we be injured? Look at me, I don't look injured." Xia Yue waved her hands and turned in a circle in front of them again.

"That's fine. It must be very tiring over there. Go back and rest first. We'll continue chatting here. You don't have to worry about us." Zhao Yun saw that she really had no problem and urged them to go back. "Okay, then we'll go back first." Xia Yue nodded and looked at Yan Mo and said, "Brother Yan, let's go back together."

"Okay, you guys chat slowly." Yan Mo nodded, said to a few old men and women, and then left the pavilion with Xia Yue.

Until they walked out of the garden, Mr. Qin said, "This girl Yue and boy Mo are quite a good match. Do you two families want to become relatives?"

"You are old and blind, how can you see that?" Old Master Xia said unhappily.

Old Master Yan said with a smile: "If they are interested, I would be very happy. Xia Yue is a really good girl, and I like her too."

"That's a wish." Old Master Xia said with a straight face.

"Old man Xia, don't be so stubborn. Nowadays, young people are talking about being in love and being in harmony. Look, you almost broke up your third son and his wife-in-law. If your third son hadn't been so desperate, you would have broken them up.

So children and grandchildren have their own blessings, don't worry too much." Grandpa Yan calmly lectured Grandpa Xia.

When Mr. Xia heard him mention this, his face darkened and he stared at him unkindly. What happened between Xia Linsong and Song Qin was the last thing he wanted to mention in his life. After all, he really hated Song Qin and her family.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm telling the truth." Despite the look in his eyes, Old Man Yan still spoke calmly.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore." Seeing that the atmosphere was getting bad, the others quickly tried to smooth things over.

"Okay, you're so old, why are you still caring about that? Don't think about it." Zhao Yun didn't react much. He looked at his wife's angry look and comforted her.

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