Quickly wear the goddess Su Zhatian

Chapter 642 Sword Cultivator's Wife Is Of course A Sword
Just like Ning Ning doesn't understand why Wuyu is full of negative energy and negative thoughts, Wuyu also doesn't understand why Her Highness the Princess just doesn't want to die with her.

This world is too noisy, and there are always people coveting Her Royal Highness, he really has no nostalgia for this world.

It's a pity that Her Royal Highness doesn't understand his painstaking efforts.

No, she will never understand!
During these nine years, it's not that Ningning has tried to educate Wuyu, but every time she tries to tell Wuyu how beautiful the world is, Wuyu will always choke on a word.

"I have to worry about someone coming to snatch Her Royal Highness every day. I am very unhappy."

Ning Ning: "..."

What kind of soft filter did he wear to look at her! ?

The body of her sword is all dusty, it looks like scrap copper and rotten iron that can't be repaired, even if you are a sword idiot who loves swords again, you can't look down on her sword!

Why does he always feel that the world is coveting her?

Wuyu's brain circuit is so weird that Ningning still can't understand it.

The current owner of the Duke's Mansion is Ali's nephew Mu Lin, and Mu Lin is very excited to see her aunt whom she hasn't seen for many years.

"Little aunt, I haven't seen you in 15 years. You are still as young and beautiful as before." Mu Lin was a young man in his twenties, with a plump and handsome appearance, and his eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to A Li.

A Li smiled and said: "You were just a little baby when I left, but now you have grown up so much, you are even taller than me."

This is the case for people who cultivate immortals. Once they step into the fairyland, their time flow rate is different from that of relatives and friends in the secular world. 15 years is enough for a child to grow into a reliable adult, but Ali's time still seems to be stuck. At the beginning it was average.

A Li did not neglect her fellow disciples, she introduced to Mu Lin, "These two are my juniors, this one is Chenyu, this one is Wuyu, Alin, we will live in the Duke's mansion during this time. "

Mu Lin said politely: "Don't worry, little aunt, I will definitely take good care of the two guests."

Ordinary people usually have admiration for the cultivators, even if A Li doesn't say anything, Mu Lin will not neglect the two cultivators.

Probably because she was a guest, it was rare for Chen Yu to restrain her domineering demeanor, and Wu Yu kept quiet the whole time.

Mu Lin asked curiously again: "I heard that cultivators are not allowed to leave the sect at will. What is the reason why little aunt came back this time?"

"It is said that there is a ghost in a house in the city. We are going to investigate. It just so happens that it is not far from King Jing's Mansion. I plan to go to the mansion to see my sister at that time."

As soon as these words came out, Mu Lin's expression changed.

Ali noticed the change in Mu Lin's expression, and she asked, "What's wrong?"

"Little aunt doesn't know yet. In fact, ten years ago, eldest aunt..." Mu Lin slowed down, and continued to say with difficulty: "Eldest aunt passed away due to illness."

Ali opened her eyes wide, "What are you talking about!"

Mu Lin lowered his head, with a look of grief on his face.

The world is inherently impermanent, and it is very common for a cultivator to return to his hometown after a few years, only to see the graves of his relatives.

The space in the living room was reserved for A Li and Mu Lin, while Chen Yu and Wu Yu followed the servants to the guest room.

Chen Yu was worried for A Li, and he murmured worriedly: "I don't know how sad Senior Sister will be when she hears the news of her relative's death..."

(End of this chapter)