Chapter 229: Completed Mountain Gate
In the faint, Du Qian felt that his way was getting more and more uneasy.
As for such an uneasy method, Du Qian is not clear.
In his heart, he slightly guessed the so-called words of the immortal official just now. If the two old guys he said, except for the immortals, Du Qian really couldn't think of who they were.
Two immortals who went down to earth.
The only two Du Qian knows, except for the one in the fighting world, is only the one he has never met in the Nether Valley.
Is it really them?
The more you think about it, the more complicated it becomes. Shake your head and don't bother to think about it.
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"Master Du, I don't know why you came to me? Fortunately, Feng hasn't left yet, otherwise, he will have to go again, hahaha.
Sitting at the door of Duzong Inn, Du Qian, who was drinking tea alone, looked up slightly and saw the trend that had just entered the door.
There was a smile on the corners of his mouth: "Come on, Brother Feng, you have come so far. Are you thirsty? Let's have tea?"
Fengxing didn't refuse anything. He sat down directly in front of Du Qian, picked up the fragrant tea that had been poured in front of him and drank it.
After drinking, he put down the cup and said with a smile, "Okay, Master Du, what can I say?"
This time, here, the things that should be done and the things to be bought have almost done, and there is no intention to go out and spend money. I just want to go home quickly. For Du Qian, Fengxing is not so cold, but thinking about his father's instructions, Fengxing has to sit down and accompany Du Qian's smiling face.
Du Qian nodded slightly: "Miss Qian'er, you should know, right?"
Feng Xing frowned and said, "Miss Qian'er?"
In retrossible, it seems that I have really heard the name somewhere.
"Don't think about it anymore. It's the head of a small sect controlled by your son. As for what your son has done to that sect, I think you should be able to ask when you go back and ask. I just want to say that don't do anything to that little sect again.
What is his son's virtue? The trend is still his own. He sighed, "Master Du, don't worry. After I go back, I will definitely ask."
In fact, I don't care much about my son's romantic style. In the past, didn't I do the same? Now, hasn't it been changed yet?
It's just the head of a small sect. Since Du Qian has also said something, he wants to give face.
"Is there anything else for Du Zongzhu?"
Du Qian shook his head slightly: "Brother Feng, just help me deal with this matter."
If it had been popular in the past, let alone help Du Qian with things, I'm afraid that when Du Qian used this kind of faint tone, he couldn't help jumping on it, right?
But the trend at this time is no longer like before. Now he is rational and will no longer be controlled by the impulse of his youth.
"Then I'll say goodbye."
"I won't send it."
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In fact, Du Qian is looking for the trend. For Qian'er, there is one thing and another thing. In fact, Du Qian is for the fairy in their Nether Valley.
Think about it, Fengxing is still worried about those things in those years. He doesn't want to talk more with himself at all. Thinking about it, even if he continues to talk about the fairy, Fengxing will definitely be cautious step by step, and he can't talk about anything.
It's better not to say it, just leave, so as not to doubt it.
"Ziyan, it's time for us to go."
Du Qian shouted at the inn.
"Wait a minute, Dad. I'm going to see my mother later. I'll dress up again."
Du Qian touched his nose helplessly. When he saw his mother, he dressed up again. When he saw himself, he didn't have to dress up. What's the matter?
However, Du Qian almost 100% agreed with his daughter's request.
I don't know how long it has been. In a word, Du Qian has been born from Chaoyang and has been sitting three strokes in the sun.
And the tea in the teacup is also empty at this time.
He sighed and was about to shout again, but he saw two figures going down.
Du Qian looked at the two figures in a daze. It was not Du Ziyan and Lin Binger.
Du Qian never knew that his daughter was so beautiful when she was dressed! Even Du Qian couldn't help but look straight.
Lin Binger, looking at her face, was even more delicate. After being blushed, she was like a ripe apple, which made Du Qian couldn't help but want to take a bite.
"Haha, Dad, how's it going? Isn't it good?"
Although Du Ziyan is dressed up, she still hasn't changed. It's no different from the careless and eccentric before.
Du Qian nodded slightly: "It's good-looking, but we're not going on a blind date. You dress so beautifully that no one looks at it."
Du Ziyan Zou's cute nose: "How can I compare with a blind date when I see my mother?"
"Oh, let's go, let's go, what time is it, girl, it's really troublesome."
In the end, Du Qian couldn't help complaining.
For good, Du Ziyan and Lin Binger saw the sun outside and seemed to realize something, so she didn't say much.
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Hehuan Sect.
Three figures floated down.
Looking at the purple bamboo forest in front of him, Du Qian turned around and looked at Du Ziyan: "Go in later, but other people's territory must be polite, okay?"
Du Ziyan said, "I know, you have said this sentence dozens of times."
Du Qian was stunned and said to himself: Is there really so much?
Unconsciously, Du Qian has completely integrated himself into the role of his father. Most of the time, he subconsciously cares about Du Ziyan. Unfortunately, I didn't know it either.
"Well, let's go."
With that, he took the lead and flew towards the purple bamboo forest.
Under the leadership of Du Qian, the three quickly came to the hall along the way.
As soon as I arrived at the door, before I walked in, I heard the loud voice inside: "Touch!"
"Wait! I'm fooled, I fooled, haha, I'm fooled again."
"Sister Shasha is really good. Her luck is really not good."
Du Qian was slightly stunned, and then said with a wry smile in his heart, "I won't marry a bunch of gamblers, will I?"
You should know that Du Qian has been away from Hehuanzong for five days, and when he came back, Murong Ruoer and Ke Shasha have now completely learned this thing. At this time, it was a hot fight.
"Oh, let's go."
Looking at Du Qian's helpless appearance, Du Ziyan wondered, "What's wrong? Dad?"
Du Qian smiled and said, "It's okay. Let's go. Go in and see your mother."
As soon as she heard the word mother, Du Ziyan found that her hands couldn't help trembling.
"Sasha, Rose, I'm back."
As soon as he walked in, Du Qian roared loudly.
"If you come back, come back. Don't quarrel, husband."
Listening to Murong Rouer's words, Du Qian smiled bitterly: "Uoer, who do you think I brought?"
Murong Rouer subconsciously turned her head and took a look.
Suddenly, the card that was originally held in his hand fell with a "bang".
She looked straight at Du Ziyan.
I only feel that tears flow out completely uncontrollably.
He said in a trembling voice, "Ziyan, you are Ziyan. I know, you are Ziyan, right?"
Du Ziyan can withstand such family tears as Murong Rouer.
It seems that there is telepathy, and tears come out of my eyes unconsciously.
nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, mom, I'm Ziyan."
Du Ziyan cried, and then stepped forward two steps and threw herself into Murong Ruoer's arms.
"Child, my child, good child, in the past few decades, it has been that my mother has not taken good care of you."
Du Ziyan shook her head in Murong Rouer's arms and said, "Grandma is very kind to me. I know that my mother and father are very busy. Ziyan knows it."
"Okay, good boy, my good boy."
His eyes were red and swollen, separating Du Ziyan from herself.
He stroked Du Ziyan's little face with both hands and said, "Is your grandmother not good to you? I was so fat when I was a child. When I grew up, I lost weight.
"Woo-hoo~~~~, grandma is very kind to me. Don't worry, mom."
"Oh, okay, okay, Rou'er, Ziyan, don't cry, little girl, you still cry when you grow up."
"Honey, you go out by yourself first. I'll talk to Ziyan later."
Du Qian said stunned, "Am I going out?"
"Of course, although Ziyan is also your child, she is a daughter's family after all. I haven't told her about many things."
In Du Qian's wry smile, he was pushed out of the door by the two mother and daughter.
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"How's it going, Ziyan? I'm 28 this year. When my mother was your age, I had met your father. Is there any boy you like now?"
Du Ziyan blushed and shook her head and said, "No, those flies are disgusting."
Murong Rouer squeezed her lips and smiled: "We Ziyan are so beautiful. It's right that any of the princes who like it. However, there are so many people? Well, but think about it, we Ziyan's lifelong event, we must choose our husband carefully.
Ziyan blushed and said, "Grandma said that we practitioners have a long life expectancy. Choose more."
Murong Rouer smiled and said, "Yes, your grandmother is right about this sentence. Do you have a fixed shape in your heart?"
"Of course, I want to marry a person like my father who is world-class and knows everything."
Murong Rouer said softly, "Okay, let's find such a husband."
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Du Qian didn't know the conversation between the two. If he knew it, he had to be depressed to death. It would be more difficult to find someone like him than to ascend to the sky!
Cultivation is unrivaled, which requires extremely high talent and potential!
Poetry is all over the sky. Is everyone like him, who is resurrified from the dead and his soul travels through time?
At this time, Du Qian was already in the universe ring.
If it's time to build a mountain gate, it's better to listen to the voice of the people. The mountain gate is chosen by yourself. How to build it? It's better for everyone to discuss it together.
Receiving the opinions of the public, Du Qian finally summed it up: luxury, time-consuming, effort and money.
Indeed, at the request of everyone, Du Qian formed a picture as soon as he formed it.
However, I have to say that if it is really built, it can definitely be regarded as a great work!