Chapter 108: Counsel

Qu Qianqian cried a few times, and said pitifully: "Dad, my father and I were wrong, I was just curious about what you want to do when you sneak out at night, but I was almost killed."
Qu Lang let go of his hand and snorted coldly: "If you are really killed by that person, your father and I will find someone to have a daughter again. Don't expect me to avenge you. Your father is not enough to stab him."
Qu Qianqian smiled, knowing that her father had a hard mouth, but she could feel that her father was shaking her hands when she just scratched her ear.
She mysteriously leaned over and asked curiously, "Dad, who is that person, why are you so afraid of her? You even dare to scold them by the hypocrites in the right way."
Qu Lang touched her daughter's head and sighed, "Since you want to know, Dad will tell you, you saved the taboo of that person."
He said in a deep voice: "Your dad dared to swear by pointing at the noses of those guys on the right path, because the righteous monk in the world was not much higher than your father, so take the old ancestor of the Lu family, everyone is afraid. He and everyone have rumored that he is the highest person in the world today, but he is also just an old man who has lived for six hundred years.
"Dad, please brag, he ’s not bad. Are you very tall? If you ’re so tall, why do n’t you see you unify the two?" Qu Qianqian gave her dad a white eye, Say no good.
Qu Lang slapped the unfortunate the head, saying, "I haven't finished talking yet, what to say."
Qu Qianqian: "..." You continue.
Qu Lang led his daughter back to walk, while walking to literacy, he was inexplicably mysterious: "The old ancestor of the Lu family can only be regarded as the one who lived the longest in the world. Before, he has no arrogant son. Ancestors are stronger, but which one have you heard of. "
"No, there aren't any. Where have these people gone, have they died? The old man in the Lu family has poor talents and can live to this day, how could those Tianjiao die." Qu Lang said sarcastically.
At this time Qu Qianqian realized that she was listening to a horrifying secret.
Qu Lang looked at her daughter's nervous appearance, sneered, and mocked softly: "Look at your provocative counseling."
Qu Qianqian subconsciously said, "It's as if you don't counsel in front of that mysterious man."
Qu Lang: Why bother hurting each other.
"Out of our world, there is a sacred mountain, you can also call it the Little Fairy Realm. Anyone who has been cultivated for years to reach the range that the sacred mountain can sense, that person will be taken into the sacred mountain. No mountain. "Qu Lang shifted the topic.
"Then those strong men are in the holy mountain?" Qu Qianqian asked in amazement.
Qu Lang nodded: "Yes, those strong are in the holy mountain."
Immediately afterwards, his tone became serious, and Qu Qianqian became nervous: "The Holy Mountain is also divided into two ways: the right way is led by Haotian Xianzong. Any monk who joins the right way to the Holy Mountain will worship at Haotian Xian The spiritual practice continues under the ancestral gate. The magic road is led by Wuxinya, and any spiritual practice that is advanced is controlled by Wuxinya. "
Qu Qianqian realized: "Is that man just a shameless demon?"
Qu Lang also gave her daughter-in-law a grimace and said, "If that person is the ordinary magician of the unintentional cliff, maybe he will nod your hips, because your father is also the master's confidant."
After a pause, he let go of his voice and said, "That man is the Lord of the Unintentional Cliff, the Lord of Moxie."
Qu Qianqian was completely scared. She couldn't believe it: "The Lord of the Unintentional Cliff? How could that be, that person didn't seem to be over twenty."
"Not more than twenty?" Qu Lang's eyelids rolled over, and she couldn't help but taunt the girl again: "Blind your puppy eyes, who taught you to look at the age of people? Look at me when I go back. he."
With a smile, Qu Qianqian couldn't help but ask, "Dad, how old is that person?"
Qu Lang was stunned for a moment, carefully calculated, and some stubbornly said, "I'm not sure how old she is, your father, but she has been a master for 1,000 years."
Qu Qianqian: This is really a thousand-year-old monster.
But-"Xiu Wei is really the best weapon to stay young forever." Qu Qianqian murmured touching her face.
Qu Lang slapped on her daughter's head, and said angrily: "Don't dream anymore. It is your advantage to do the task entrusted to you by the Lord."
Qu Qianqian then recalled what Han Xi said before, and she quickly asked: "Dad, who is that Han Xi?"
There are a lot of problems for her daughter, but there is no way, it is to be a father's pot. This is a sequel to her daughter.
In fact, he didn't just hide Qu Qianqian. In this world, the news of the holy mountain was basically blocked. Only families and ancestors who have been cultivated to a certain degree or have a long tradition can know some words.
"The Lord Hanxi is the first person under the Lord. If you have the opportunity to meet her, remember to give me respect." Returning to the temporary stronghold on the top of the mountain, Qu Lang carefully instructed.
"Okay dad, I remember." Qu Qianqian replied.
Qu Lang did not tell his daughter that Doctor Rong was their lord, and if he did not command it, this would be the secret he brought into the coffin.
Not to mention the father and daughter, Rong Xian returned to the room silently without alarming anyone.
She took off her veil, replaced her black dress with a white dress, and covered her with a silver gown.
The pair of phoenix eyes blinked, and the sharpness and deepness in their eyes disappeared in an instant, replaced by the clearness like the vast sky and the warmth of winter Poyang, all the breath that did not belong to the identity of 'Rong Dafu' completely disappeared.
Picking up the purse from the table, Rong Xian simply tied it to her waist. Looking up at the black dress on the bed, Rong Xian brushed her palms, a flame ignited on the black dress, and the black dress was burned to ashes without seeing anything.
Rong Xian's sophisticated methods of destroying evidence did not work, and she knew at a glance that she did not do less.
The quiet breeze is blowing, the darkness will end, and the dawn will come.
Rong Xian fluttered in shape and lay on the bed.
She opened her eyes when the first light in the sky appeared.
Not far from the room, the two people nestled in the tree noticed the fluctuation of the atmosphere in the house and opened their eyes for the first time: Rong Xian was awake.
Lu Yuan squatted on the tree as usual, making Jun no longer cover himself since crossing the clear road with Rong Xian.
He jumped from the tree and stood at the door and shouted, "Rong Xian, are you awake?"
Rong Xian pretended to clear her throat, her voice husky, just waking up, "Wake up."
She got up to sort out the bunk, and sorted out her hair before opening the door and going out.
"Early, how did you sleep last night?" Ling Jun stepped forward with a smile.
Rong Xian frowned, a serious nonsense: "Well, there is a vigil, I sleep very well."
Lingjun laughed happily from then on. Someone can face his own effort, and this effort also has an effect, how can he not make him happy.