Immortal Master Weili was still sad, but suddenly heard Qingyin say this and was moved to tears. He bent down and helped Qingyin up, hugged her in his arms, and wiped her long sleeves with tears of excitement:
"It turns out that my Bai family didn't love you in vain! My good child! My good child! This time, I, Bai Langfeng, can be proud!"
Who said that the child who was not biological will not kiss him, and who said that the child he picked up would not be fed home?
Look, Qingyin girl is so sensible!
Qingyin was suddenly hugged by such a bear, and she was a little uncomfortable.
She wanted to break free, but seeing that Immortal Master Weili was so happy, she couldn't suddenly push him away.
Lian Yinlu, who was standing beside him, finally filtered the situation in front of him clearly. Seeing that Qingyin was so squeezing that she couldn't breathe, she hurried forward and pulled him away, "Master, if you hold him like this, Qingyin will be almost done by you."
Strangled to death!”
After he reminded me like this, Immortal Master Weili suddenly realized his enlightenment. He quickly let go of Qingyin and looked up and down to see if it had ruined her.
Seeing that she was safe, Immortal Master Weili finally took a breath.
He took Qingyin and sat down next to him, without putting down Qingyin's little hand with his big palm.
He patted his little hands gently, and the Immortal Master Weili looked at Qingyin, his eyes full of satisfaction: "Girl, tell my ancestors, how did you come to Penglai!"
Qingyin pursed her lips and smiled, knowing in her heart that Immortal Lord has already treated her as a child of the Bai family.
Since the Immortal Lord asked questions as his ancestor, Qingyin naturally did not slacken. In the next time, he told him how to come to Penglai without revealing his words.
When I waited for Qingyin to finish speaking, it was getting late.
Immortal Weili wanted to keep her for dinner before leaving, but she thought that she had come down from Qingfeng Cliff and had not returned to Zihua Peak to meet the gods, so she let her go.
Before leaving, Immortal Master Weili sent the person to the entrance of Zihua Peak, and did not forget to ask Lian Yinlu to pick several baskets of melons and fruits.
Looking at the heavy fruits and vegetables in both hands, Qingyin couldn't help but sigh that it was really good that someone cared about.
As soon as he reached the top of the mountain, Qingyin ran away, crossed the Jiuqu corridor, and crossed the small bridge made of white jade. Qingyin looked in with her throat.
"Master, Master, the disciple is back!"
However, she shouted for a while, and no one in the room responded.
Qingyin put the fruit basket on the stairs and searched every room, but she didn't see the master's back.
Not only is the master away, but even Xiaobao is not seen.
Walking to the side of the stairs, Qingyin held her little head and looked at the bright moon in the sky, and couldn't help but miss her master's white robe.
"Master, where are you..." Qingyin looked at Mingyue and said to herself.
I don’t know if it was because I had been struggling for a day, Qingyin leaned against the pillar, and soon came to her tiredness and slowly closed her eyes.
When Lian returned to Zihua Peak from the East China Sea, she saw her little disciple sitting on the stairs and sleeping against the pillars.
His thick eyebrows frowned slightly, and a gentle sigh broke the tranquility of the night.
Qingyin suddenly woke up at this time. When she raised her eyes, she saw the master standing under the moon with her sleeves hanging down, her back slid and stretched very long, with indescribable quietness and calmness, and elegant and handsome eyebrows.
"Master!" Qingyin shouted, stood up and rushed straight to the person under the moonlight.
Lian looked at the person who suddenly hit her arms, and raised the corners of her mouth involuntarily, and asked softly: "Why are you sitting on the ground? Although it is summer, the cold air on the steps is still very heavy."