"Soon the old madman and Ye Fan left the ancient forbidden area."

Qianshui changed Ye Fan's modern version of the class reunion, skipped the Mercedes-Benz, and told the plot very quickly. After a long time, he couldn't remember it clearly, so he could only do this.

The little girl kept listening to Qianshui's storytelling quietly, and she was very interested in it, even eating candy. Qianshui felt that there were less melons and melon seeds!

Douluo Continent is a cultural desert, and the special status of a soul master makes the main theme of this world apart from cultivation and soul beast illustrations, and even history is rarely recorded. Don’t mention any excellent cultural and creative products.

Anyway, Qianshui has never seen a small notebook.

It was actually very late to Ye Fan Er enter the ancient forbidden area, and Qianshui was already dry and his mouth was dry.

But someone is finally here.

"Xiaoxue, it turns out you are here~"

A male voice suddenly rang.

"dad!"

The person who came was Qian Xunji! And the little girl's identity was about to emerge - Qian Renxue!

In addition to the Angel God in the Martial Soul Palace, the strongest talent in all generations! The future Angel God! Although the martial soul has not yet awakened it.

But Qianshui hadn't reacted yet. After all, there were many golden retrievers in the Western fantasy world. Even at the back door of the Pope's Palace, he didn't think that this little girl would be Qian Renxue.

What's more, he didn't determine the timeline at first, because Bibidong did not appear in the Martial Spirit Hall at this time!

‘Emma, ​​the parents are finally here. I’m afraid that it’s not because the year-end party has thrown the child aside and even given a look, so they will cry so sadly!’

In short, watching the little girl named "Xiaoxue" pounce on her father, Qianshui, who was dry-mouthed, was finally liberated and was about to run away to do his great cause of cultivation!

"Why are you here? Are you not with Dong'er?"

When Qian Xunji mentioned Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue's little face collapsed suddenly.

"She, she doesn't want me, she said she wants me to get out!"

Speaking of Qian Renxue's tears fell down again.

Qian Xunji was silent for a while, and he knew very well why Bibidong was like this.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, don't you still have a dad? Dad is here, stop crying!"

Thousands of water are a basin of cold water that will flow into the end, and the heart will flow!

‘Mad Chihiro!’

It was Xiaoxue, Dong'er's, or Golden Retriever Loli, he met him! If you don't understand this, he will be in vain for the original work!

Although Qian Xunji looks like a good father, Qianshui knows that this guy is just a beast! Even a beast is not as good as a beast!

Thinking of this, Qianshui felt that he was afraid that he would not be able to get through tonight!

"Xiaoxue, let's go~ I'll look for grandpa!"

Qian Xunji probably ignored Qianshui's existence directly. Just when Qianshui was glad that he had escaped the disaster, he was so desperate that Qian Renxue turned around and looked at him!

So Qian Xunji also noticed Qianshui!

"Who are you?"

"Hello uncle! I am from the Angels House!"

Qianshui bowed politely, and his brain was running dead. Fortunately, he still remembered the name of the orphanage.

"It turns out to be Dean Chiyuki's child, why are you here?"

That's right, the dean's name is Qianxiong, he is an older generation older than Chihiroji.

"This brother was just telling me a story~ I'll give me candy!"

At this time, Qian Renxue spoke out and explained it to Qianshui.

"That's how it is~"

Finally, Chihiroji wanted to maintain the image of his father and the pope.

"Dad, I want this brother to tell me the story. His story has not been finished yet!"

‘Miss! I have no grudges and grudges with you! I will kill me when I first met! I will give you candy!’

Qianshui was so sad and angry that he was young and not even four years old! Is it that God is jealous of talent? When did the time traveler die so early?

"Okay~ Dad asked him to tell you a story~"

Qian Xunji is also a child from old age, and he is the kind of daughter slave. Qian Renxue will almost agree to any request. As long as it is not too outrageous, he will do it for his daughter.

"Little kid, follow us, I will send someone to inform you of your dean."

Qianshui knew that he could not refuse the tone of the statement, "How could this be a miserable word!"

"Okay uncle."

"You should call me the Pope!"

Qianxunji is not a person who is not careless! He also needs to hit the child close to his daughter.

"Yes! The Pope's crown!"

Qianshui showed a shocked expression at the right time, and could bend and stretch his head to kneel on one knee to salute Qianxun.

‘Looking for an opportunity to be so tender to you!’ Qianshui vented his heart, but in fact, his life is still important!

...

In short, Qianshui was taken to the Elders' Hall, and he was arranged to wait outside the hall. After all, this place was the territory of Elder Douluo, the title of the Spirit Hall of the Wushuo Palace, and Qianshui had no complaints.

‘Qian Xunji and Qian Renxue should have gone to see Qian Daoliu.’

Because there is no specific concept of time and I don’t know how long I have been waiting. Qianshui was almost asleep, and Qian Xunji and Qian Renxue appeared again.

There is probably no tradition of celebrating the Chinese New Year in Douluo Continent, and there is no such thing as staying up with the Chinese New Year. It should be just a banquet and gathering. For example, when Qian Renxue cried, there should be a party in the Pope's Hall, otherwise Qian Xunji would not be unable to see Qian Renxue.

Qianshui really wanted to practice, but he didn't dare. There would be a fluctuation of soul power, and it was simply blinded by Douluo, the titled Douluo in the Elder Palace.

Qianshui was taken to a side hall next to the Elders' Hall, which was Qian Renxue's residence. Qianshui guessed that Qian Xunji must have lived in the Pope's Hall, and Qian Renxue's residence should have been asked by Qian Daoliu. His own granddaughter could not learn bad things from Gou's son!

After a while of greetings, Qian Xunji finally left.

‘It should be because I am too young, and the servants are watching. It doesn’t matter to Qianxunji.’

In short, Qianshui was ignored again.

After Qianxun walked away, Qian Renxue ran towards Qianshui with a dazzled look.

"Come with me!"

Qian Renxue pulled Qianshui and ran into the room.

This is this living room, which is considered a Jinbihui Hall. There are all kinds of food on the coffee table, including fruits and snacks, which Qianshui has never seen before. They should be what Qian Renxue likes to eat normally.

There were servants standing inside and outside the living room, probably taking care of Qian Renxue.

Qianshui was a little restrained, but in his previous life he was a little afraid of his hands and feet, and he didn't know where to put them.

Pull Qianshui and sit down

"Tell a story!"

Qian Renxue has a strong sense of purpose and directly expresses her demands.

Qianshui wiped the non-existent cold sweat, a little speechless. He could do whatever he wanted with his cuteness?

"Can you drink some water?"

Qianshui pointed to the pot on the coffee table. Qian Renxue had no objection and nodded.

Before the parents left, Qianshui could let go, poured a cup of tea on his own, and the old god started drinking it freely.

‘A evil feudal lord!’

The taste of tea is very strange. It is different from Blue Star anyway, but it is clean enough and has no strange smell, which seems to improve the soul power. Even this set of cups is exquisitely crafted.

In short, this kind of thing was a good thing that ordinary people could not touch in the feudal era when there was a lack of industrial products. At least it was much better than the well water that they drank at a thousand levels.

He also drank the tea, but Qianshui didn't want to tell a story, so he decided to tease Qian Renxue.

"We know each other very well. My name is Qianshui, the water of tea." He pointed to the cup he had just put down.

"My name is Qian Renxue. Grandpa said it was Ren who stood in Qian Ren, and the snow that was proud of the snow and frost."

Qian Renxue tilted her head. The little girl was simple-minded, just like listening to a story. She didn't quite understand what the name had to do with the story. But she introduced herself out of politeness.

"Who is your grandpa?"

"Thousands of roads."

"Who is Qiandaoliu?"

“Great worship.”

“What is the great offering?”

"It's a great offering!"
To be continued...