Nothingness

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Chapter 113 Yuquan (10)

The soul search time was very fast. Ning Xiu had just finished drinking a bowl of Mumu when he heard his father's voice coming from outside, arguing that Chu Jun was going out.

Ning Buwei stuffed Yan Liuguang's soul into the hilt of the Suzaku sword, and when he turned around, he saw Jiang Yizheng squatting on the ground and burying his head in his arms. Although he didn't make a sound, he should be crying.

At that time, when he met Jiang Yizheng in Linjiang City, he didn't notice any similarity between her and Jiang Ling.

Jiang Yizheng neither likes butterflies, nor flower skirts and rouge gouache. He wears grey clothes and jumps up and down with Feng Zizhang and the others all day.

He is heartless, timid and pitiful. Although he is not very smart, he is not stupid. A little cultivator with ordinary aptitude and not very hard work is completely irrelevant to Jiang Ling, a daring but quiet and well-behaved little mortal. .

Until he saw the birthmark on her shoulder.

It turns out that she has worked hard to change from a fool to a normal person, from a mortal to a cultivator with spiritual roots. Finally met Ning Buwei again.

"Obstained from the past," Ning Buwei reached out and patted her head, "Just forget it after reading it."

Jiang Yizheng finally couldn't help but burst into tears, jumped up and hugged Ning Buwei, hugging his neck tightly, "Father—"

Ning Buwei was bumped and staggered, and his lower back happened to hit the railing, and his face was twisted in pain.

Jiang Yizheng was crying and howling, "I just said how I caught someone like a fool when I was a kid and called me dad, obviously I'm so smart woo woo woo daddy!!"

Ning Bu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, reached out and patted her back for comfort, "..."

"Xiaojiang, sister, your father's face has been slapped by you!" Feng Zizhang reminded in a low voice beside him.

Jiang Yizheng then let go of Ning Buwei embarrassedly, but he still couldn't help sniffling, looking at Ning Buwei with red eyes, grinning at him, tears still falling down.

Feng Zizhang handed her a handkerchief in a frightened manner, but rather than calmly put his hands behind him, and rubbed his waist quietly.

Hey, good girl.

Seeing Jiang Yizheng crying like this, Feng Zizhang couldn't help but wonder, "Xiao Jiang, what have you seen?"

"Uuuu, I turned out to be a fool!" Jiang Yizheng said in grief: "I can't eat roasted sweet potatoes yet, and the chicken legs are cold. I'm so pitiful, brother!"

Feng Zizhang's eyes suddenly turned red, "How pitiful, let's have roast chicken at noon."

Jiang Yizheng nodded vigorously, "Put more seasoning, I want to eat two chicken legs."

Feng Zizhang hugged her, "I'll bake you a big sweet potato, can you eat it?"

"It's not impossible to divide you in half." Jiang Yizheng said with a crying voice: "The sweet potato I bought for me in my memory is really big, woo woo woo..."

Ning Buwei: "??"

It turned out that the sad point was not being able to eat - really... not surprising at all.

"Ah?" Ning Xiu was hugged by Chu Jun and stretched out his hand towards Jiang Yizheng.

Seeing this, Jiang Yizheng wiped away his tears, hugged him, and wiped the rice paste slag from the corner of his mouth.