Summoning of cute beasts: Master spoiled me for 3000 years

Chapter 19
Qian Chong looked back at the master from time to time, there was a hint of cunning in Qian Chong's eyes, and as his thoughts flowed, he appeared invisibly, and then disappeared on the plain mountain road.

When Hua Qinglan raised her eyes, she couldn't see the jumping figure in front of her eyes, the color of her eyes changed slightly, and a flash of clarity came to her mind in the next second.With a flick of the finger in the air, a figure appeared out of thin air, and fell in front of Hua Qinglan in a state of embarrassment.

"Master" Qian Chong got up, touched his butt that was hurt by the fall, looked at Hua Qinglan with aggrieved eyes, and pouted his small mouth even more aggrieved, his eyes were foggy.

If it wasn't for Ji Zunyan Mingchong saying that the master is too indifferent, without sorrow or joy, and let her spend more time with the master to be happy, how could she play these childish tricks, although she is indeed very childish at her current age .

"Your invisibility is well practiced, but if you have distracting thoughts in your mind, it will inevitably leak your aura." At this time, Hua Qinglan still did not forget to give Qian Chong a lesson or two, Qian Chong twitched her tongue speechlessly, then Continue to walk happily down the mountain.

At the foot of Qingjue Mountain is a bustling town, people come and go, in order to prevent Qian Chong from getting lost, Hua Qinglan has been holding her hand tightly all the time, and put her small hand in the generous palm. At that moment, Qian Chong heard her Rapid heartbeat, as if the entire chest is about to come out.

"Master." Qian Chong called out softly, with a very soft and soft voice, just like the clouds she often touched in Qingli Palace.

Hua Qinglan stopped in his tracks, and looked sideways at Qian Chong who suddenly spoke out, with a hint of questioning in his eyes.

"Your hand is so warm, master, don't let go of my hand wherever you go in the future, okay?" Qian Chong looked up at Hua Qinglan, who was much taller than herself, with a pure smile on her face, and Hua Qing looked at her Lan felt inexplicable heart palpitations.

He suddenly let go of the hand he was holding, and then his face was clear, and he strode forward. Qian Chong was a little puzzled by Hua Qinglan's sudden change, so he hurried to catch up with Hua Qinglan's big hand. Hold on, don't want to let go.

The master and apprentice stayed at the foot of the mountain for two days, and it was the first time for Hua Qinglan to accompany someone to walk in a prosperous place in the world, but every time she saw the joy in Qian Chong's eyebrows, Hua Qinglan was gratified and worried , She will never have such a happy time in the future!

"Master, the front is my home, but I don't know where the souls of my father and mother are now. I don't know them. Is it okay?" Qian Chong pointed to the front not far away, his brows drooped, and a smile appeared in his eyes. Thick sorrow, that is the pain that has been lost and cannot be owned.

Although Qian Chong has never told Hua Qinglan about her family affairs, Hua Qinglan has already learned everything through Ying Tianjing in Qingli Palace.He knew that with Qian Chong's special status, those people hiding in the dark were waiting for an opportunity, but after all they couldn't bear it anymore and made a move.

"Qianchong, let's go take a look." Hua Qinglan tightened Qianchong's little hand, and found that her palm was slightly cold, and there was a layer of fine and sticky sweat, which must be due to close relatives.

The collapsed walls, burnt wood, and the faint smell of soot, Qian Chong pulled his hand away from Hua Qinglan's gentle palm, and then walked towards the ruins step by step, feeling his eyes sore Terrible, want to cry but can't cry.

"Thousands of pets" came out of Hua Qinglan's throat. At that moment, he suddenly felt sorry for his too tough apprentice. He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to hold her firmly, but found that she turned away from him. Going further and further.

"Qian Chong!" He uttered again, it was no longer a whisper, but an exclamation that tore through the air. Hua Qinglan's figure moved quickly, but after all, it was a step too late, and Qian Chong's small figure had disappeared in place , only the air is rippling.

(End of this chapter)