Chapter 217 Daughter's Love

"Zhao Tian, you are finally back. I've been waiting for you here all day!" As soon as Shui Yuehua saw Zhao Tian, the anxious look on his face suddenly disappeared, looking worried.

"Master, it's really my fault this time. There won't be such a thing again!" Zhao Tian said solemnly.

Shui Yuehua waved his hand: "Forget it, as long as you come back, you will leave the day after tomorrow. Are you ready now?"

"Ready? What preparations?" Zhao Tian was stunned. He really didn't know what to prepare.

Shui Yuehua's face was more surprised than Zhao Tian: " Elder Zhao Tian, don't you know that you need to be assessed to the Magic College?"

"Assessment?" Zhao Tian really didn't know that he needed to take the assessment. Wasn't it easy to arrange a few people to enter the Magic College with the power of the Shui family? He didn't expect to let himself participate in the assessment now.

"E elder Zhao Tian, I know that your strength is relatively strong, and those assessments are not challenging for you, but don't forget that you are going to eliminate the Fujino family this time. You must not be careless. This magic college is related to the whole temple. If the magic academy is completely controlled by the Fujino family, then I We will never have a chance to turn over. Shuiyue said earnestly in Chinese.

Zhao Tian can only click a little about this, and naturally knows the importance of the temple.

"I need to practice in the remaining two days of the owner to lay a good foundation for the life after entering the demon spirit." Zhao Tian said to Shui Yuehua before leaving.

When Shui Yuehua heard that Zhao Tian would stay at home these days, he was inevitably happy and didn't have to worry about him.

"Go ahead! I won't let anyone bother you, but I will let you come to you the day after tomorrow.

Zhao Tian nodded and agreed, thinking about the little Jiujiu in his heart.

Before they walked into the courtyard, they heard the excited voices of Xiaolu and Xiaocui.

"Son, why have you been out for so long? The young lady hasn't slept all night. There was a trace of dissatisfaction in Xiao Cui's voice. If this was the original, she would not dare to give Xiao Cui a few more courage, but there was a Lei Qian stretching her waist behind her.

Zhao Tian smiled helplessly and didn't expect that Lei Qian would not sleep all night in order to wait for himself: "It's a little busy. Where's Lei Qian?"

"The young lady is still cooking for the prince in the kitchen, saying that the prince will definitely come back." This time, it was Xiao Lv, but there was also a trace of dissatisfaction in his words.

Zhao Tian did not care about the two little girls and strode to the kitchen.

Thinking of my neglect of Lei Qian for so many days, this girl left her father for herself. She can't ignore it.

Lei Qian was wearing a long orange skirt, and her dark and shiny hair coiled high, forming a high bun. The sleeves of the long skirt were rolled up by Lei Qian, revealing the ester-like skin inside.

With a small fan in one hand, he kept controlling the flame below, and the other hand kept opening the big pot boiling something.

When Zhao Tian saw Lei Qian's appearance as a housewife, he was about to laugh when he suddenly heard Lei Qian's scream.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Tian's face was full of worry, and regardless of whether men and women were separated or not, he took Lei Qian's hand and asked with concern.

"It's so hot!" Lei Qian kept puffing up her seductive little mouth and blowing her fingers.

"Ah! Zhao Tian! Why did you come back!" Lei Qian was shocked by Zhao Tian, who suddenly came. She felt that her hands were warm, and suddenly remembered that Zhao Tian was still holding her arm. A thick blush suddenly appeared on her pretty face.

Zhao Tian also said awkwardly, "Oh, when I'm done with my business, I'll come back and have a look. It happens to be... I happened to see..."

"Oh!" Although Lei Qian said that she had been in contact with Zhao Tian for many times, she was still like a girl in love, and her face was often red by Zhao Tian.

"Are you all right!"

"I'm fine!"

"You... When will it be ready?"

"It will be fine in a minute. Are you hungry?"

"Ye."

"Ye, you can wait a minute."

"Let me help you!"

"No!'

The conversation between the two was still so straightforward and boring. Xiaolu and Xiaocui, who were eavesdropping outside the door, both opened their eyes and were surprised by each other's eyes. Unexpectedly, a young man who was so handsome and fascinated by women turned out to be a love idiot.

The most helpless thing for the two is that an idiot is fine, but this own lady is also a love idiot, and the two love idiots can be imagined together.

A pot of fish soup was almost served by two people together. Seeing Xiaolu and Xiaocui's red faces, Lei Qian couldn't help pinching Zhao Tian's arm with hatred.

Although it didn't hurt, Zhao Tian still showed a cracked mouth, which made Lei Qian laugh and even the fish soup was almost unstable.

"Lei Qian, I want to..."

As soon as Zhao Tian's words said a few words, Lei Qian knew what Zhao Tian wanted to do and immediately stopped him: "Zhao Tian, you must finish this pot of fish soup today, otherwise, I will... I just."

"What?" Zhao Tian looked at such a large pot of fish soup and thought that it was unusual for everyone to take action.

"I won't let you sleep with me tonight!" Lei Qian shouted out this sentence as soon as she was in a hurry, but as soon as she went out, she immediately regretted it.

The blush on the face goes all the way to the neck.

After hearing this, Zhao Tian couldn't help but look at Lei Qian in a daze.

When Lei Qian saw the expression on Zhao Tian's face, she panicked and almost cried anxiously.

"That.. Let's drink that together!" Zhao Tian's face was also a little red, and he stammered to Lei Qian.

"Drink it yourself!" Lei Qian only left this sentence for Zhao Tian and turned around and ran out.

Zhao Tian looked at Lei Qian's back and touched his nose helplessly, poured a few mouthfuls of fish soup, let Xiaolu and Xiaocui clean up, and returned to the room.

It's dark and windy, and it's the night of killing, but Zhao Tian thinks this is a good time to do things.

A faint aura fluctuation appeared in the air, and a large handful of high-grade spiritual grass appeared in front of Zhao Tian. Among them, the most noticeable was the field orchid grass, a strong hot breath, constantly impacting the aura in the air.

"What a violent fire attribute breath, no wonder it has to cooperate with the bloody beast." Zhao Tian felt the aura in the air and muttered.

"But it seems that this violent beast blood should be used as soon as possible, otherwise this good bottle of violent beast blood will be wasted." Zhao Tian looked at the gradually cooling red ** in his hand and said leisurely.

The bright moonlight shines directly on the earth, and silvery white seems to have become the dominant color of the earth at this time, replacing the world with a layer of silvery white.

A white light, which was only slightly weaker than the color of the moonlight, cut through the whole world and galloped towards the distance.

There are still about 100 miles away from Yanshan, and you can hear the violent explosions.

Zhao Tian doesn't have to think that this is the noise of those fire monsters. He didn't expect that these fire monsters were quite grumpy.

Zhao Tian's beautiful face showed a cunning smile. Who would have thought of hiding in the place where the fire monsters were concentrated to refine elixirs, not to mention those monsters that were more stupid than people.

Without using any aura, Zhao Tian, who took the fast elixir, was still so fast, and the distance between a hundred miles was just a blink of an eye.

As close as he got close, Zhao Tianyue felt the irritable fire element in the air.

The top of the mountain has been dyed crimson by the fiery molten paste, but Zhao Tian was surprised that he did not see a fire beast coming out.

The foot of the mountain is no worse than on the top of the mountain. Countless torches lit up and lit up most of the sky, just like winding and hovering fire dragons.

A team of soldiers in golden armor lined up neatly, staring closely at the position of the top of the mountain.

The three military camps are close to 30,000 people, surrounding the foot of the whole mountain.

"You guys go there to check. You must not let outsiders enter there. Even if a fly flies in, you have to report it to me!" A tough man ordered the soldiers in front of him.

"Yes!"

"Ha ha, it seems that the defense of these soldiers is quite strict." Zhao Tian looked at the soldiers on one side, and the weak aura revealed his five or six-level warrior.

With their realm, even if they don't use aura, the effect of the fast elixir alone can easily pass.

"General! When will the reinforcements of the four families come? Yan Warcraft has refused to attack for a long time. It is estimated that it is ready to wait for the arrival of the King of Firecraft. If it is only us at that time, I'm afraid there will be some casualties. A slightly worried voice came to Zhao Tian, who was about to leave.

"I believe it will be back soon. The royal family dare not listen to the order of the Holy Lord!" The general's handsome face had a serious expression and sharp eyes, which made people look awe from his heart.

The uncontrolled aura fluctuation around the body makes the people around him look respectful, because it represents a supreme cultivation - an eight-level martial artist!

Zhao Tian was also shocked. His Xuanyuan Zhenling can only see people who are more than five levels higher than himself. If it is higher, it won't work. And this middle-aged man is exactly within his own limit.

Zhao Tian finally found the difference between these soldiers. The ordinary city guard leaders did not have such cultivation at all, only the leaders of the three barracks in the temple.

The aura barrier instantly added to the body surface and carefully walked to the distance. The sweat on the forehead was about to become a faucet. After all, it is impossible for a person who is so taller than himself not to find himself without suffering.