Chapter 881 Xinghe Has Just Grown Up

Zhao Changhe and Yue Hongling had gone through so many experiences that they could almost see at a glance that the little girl's words were just an excuse.

She was actually spying on her master and master to see if they were doing something embarrassing, and when she was caught, she casually used the dragon bird to top the vat.

By the way, what are you spying on? Didn't you see enough in the sword when you were Xinghe? I have really seen everything... Thinking of this, Zhao Changhe's face turned a little green. In the past, he had looked down on others, which led to a series of problems. He never thought that there were actually two girls who looked down on him from beginning to end. Light, how do you calculate this?

Yue Hongling's face turned blue and white. She was so majestic and cool when she was a master, but when Ling Ruoyu remembered the memory of Xinghe, she felt so embarrassed.

I've played in all the positions, and I've also done it with others, Xinghe watched the whole process.

It didn't matter when it was a sword, but it didn't matter when she became her apprentice for more than ten years...

Yue Hongling really wanted to go back to Huangfu Qing and exchange her thoughts on social death. How did she get through it when Xia Chichi found out that Suzaku was Huangfu Qing...

"Yu'er..." Yue Hongling said with a straight face.

Listening to Master's unkind tone, Ling Ruoyu was frightened: "Master, Master..."

"How did I teach you that my sisters should love each other and bury each other in the ground?" Yue Hongling began to put on small shoes for his apprentice: "This is called fighting between brothers! Come here! Get ten marks!"

In fact, Ling Ruoyu didn't expect what the couple was thinking at all. She really just wanted to see how the proud and sassy master in her mind kissed a man. As for what she had seen before, she had basically forgotten... After all, Xinghe was a man at that time. With a sword, I can't understand the things between men and women at all. It's similar to the way humans feel when they see swords rubbing against each other. Who knew that even this requires wearing small shoes?

But now, as a human being, I have become curious about that matter and came to take a peek.

"Master doesn't want it..." Ling Ruoyu was about to cry but had no tears: "It was Longque who scolded me first...she scolded me in front of me all the way..."

"You won't scold her if she scolds you?"

"I can't scold you. Master said that warriors of my generation don't talk much if they can take action. Don't be imitated by some maids who are sharp-tongued but have no power of action. As a result, they have to wait... eh..." Ling Ruoyu's voice became smaller and smaller as he spoke, step by step. Go back.

When Ling Ruoyu awakened Xinghe's memory, she once couldn't understand the master's words about chewing others behind their backs. Now she understood everything... and it was also corroborated with the experience of the previous two days, which was particularly understandable.

Yue Hongling's social death became even more serious. It was a complete character breakdown. She didn't dare to look at Zhao Changhe's expression next to her: "Ling! Ruo! Yu!"

Ling Ruoyu ran away, but how could he outrun his master? Yue Hongling chased after him and grabbed her apprentice Destiny's neck.

"Master, have mercy!" Ling Ruoyu struggled: "I have to go see if Longque is dead..."

The dragon bird will not die, I think you are about to die...

Zhao Changhe looked at Yue Hongling holding down his disciple with his hands, and the clear sound of spanking could be heard in the night sky. The little disciple was waving his hands and struggling, wanting to cry but without tears.

I always felt that it was not Longque nor Ling Ruoyu who was going to die, but Yue Hongling herself.

"Um...cough." Zhao Changhe finally stepped forward and hugged Yue Hongling's waist: "It's just a little girl playing around, what a big deal..."

Yue Hongling struggled: "I am a disciple, and I want you to take care of it."

Zhao Changhe winked at Ling Ruoyu: "Run!"

Ling Ruoyu ran away in a flash.

Yue Hongling struggled: "Don't stop me..."

Zhao Changhe pressed her against the tree trunk and got a little closer.

Yue Hongling's voice disappeared immediately, leaving only her rising and falling chest and her red face.

Zhao Changhe laughed out loud: "Sister..."

Yue Hongling tilted her head and said: "The character is broken, I'll kill or chop him up, it's up to you."

No matter what, Zhao Changhe thought that Hong Ling was so cute, so he lowered his head and kissed her. Yue Hongling's eyelashes trembled, she closed her eyes and greeted him politely.

What kind of loner and sassy heroine... When a woman brings a child, she will only focus all her thoughts on the man on the child. The so-called gossip is not full of thoughts about everything around the man, and can't help but leak out to the child. .

"Don't..." She didn't know how long they had been kissing. Yue Hongling panted slightly and pushed his chest gently: "The child is here..."

"Didn't she already go to make soy sauce? She won't be back so soon."

Longque likes to give it a new nickname: Soy Sauce.

Yue Hongling was angry and funny, and put her hand on his lips: "Everyone is here today, do you really want to sneak away with me here? If they catch me later, I will still be embarrassed."

Zhao Changhe said: "I don't want it."

Yue Hongling quietly stepped on his feet and began to spin: "It doesn't matter whether you want it or not. We haven't forgiven you easily. Whoever runs away with you is a dog. You can slowly bear with everyone's anger for a while."

Zhao Changhe held in the pain and said nothing. Speaking of this, I feel guilty. To be honest, I never thought that I would be away from home for thirty years. Thinking about it, I know how much resentment everyone has in their hearts. This anger can be vented, even if everyone ignores him. There was nothing to say for a year and a half.

"Okay, okay." Yue Hongling curled her lips and said: "Today, if we want to say who has suffered the greatest psychological impact, it is Yu'er, not you and me. If someone abandons his wife and children, it is not just his wife who has to explain, but also Child. Don’t you want to say anything to Yu’er?”

Weren't you the one who beat her the hardest just now? Now she has become a good teacher and loving mother... But the protagonist of this matter is Ling Ruoyu. The reason why Jiuyou said that the person Zhao Changhe wanted to talk to most was Hong Ling was because Hong Ling was the biggest creator of Ling Ruoyu's whole story. Ling Ruoyu's mind was probably a little confused at this time. She didn't even know whether she should count Ling Ruoyu or Xinghe. That's why she came to peek just now. The essence was to see that the parents felt at ease.

It's disappointing that two adults really don't care and eat here.

Yue Hongling said: "Xinghe is your sword. It's mostly a joke to say you are her father. In essence, you are her caster and master. What she needs now is your opinion, not mine. I will first Go and have a drink with them, and you and Xinghe can have a good talk."

Zhao Changhe nodded, Yue Hongling floated away, and Zhao Changhe ducked into the forest where Ling Ruoyu and Long Que were.

When I looked over, I saw that Longque was buried in the soil, leaving only the handle of the knife exposed, just like a little girl who was buried with her butt exposed and was struggling: "Xinghe! Remember this!"

Ling Ruoyu squatted down, reached out and flicked the handle of the knife, making a buzzing and trembling sound: "Tell me, who is the bastard?"

Longque would rather die than surrender: "Zhaoyu, do you only have this much strength?"

Ling Ruoyu poked the handle of the knife.

Longque continued: "You also said that Xinghe is not only capable of poking people in the eyes, what are you doing..."

Ling Ruoyu said: "I will bury you in the mud. In fact, the mud can be replaced by something else..."

Longque finally began to struggle: "Xinghe, how dare you!"

"Xinghe doesn't dare, but Ling Ruoyu dares." Ling Ruoyu put her hands on her hips: "Xinghe has no one to support him, but Ling Ruoyu does."

Dragon Bird: "Sure enough, he became evil after becoming a human."

Zhao Changhe listened thoughtfully to these conversations.

There was also a little surprise in my heart. I thought Ling Ruoyu said that he buried Longque casually, but I didn't expect it to be true. Can Ling Ruoyu really beat Longque? Could it be that it knew it was wrong and let you do it?

Zhao Changhe couldn't help coughing dryly, and interrupted Ling Ruoyu's enthusiastic bullying of Longque: "Ahem... Ruoyu."

Ling Ruoyu jumped in fright, turned around and smiled: "Master, Master..."

Who did you learn the pink-cut and black looks of these two-faced people? Are you very familiar with Chief Cui? Zhao Changhe complained in his heart and asked: "Can you really beat the dragon bird?"

The little girl scratched her head and said, "I can beat him. As long as I hold the galaxy and the energy is integrated, I won't be at the first level of the secret treasure."

I originally thought that Ling Ruoyu couldn't keep up with his cultivation, and that the little girl couldn't exert much combat power with an empty Galaxy Sword. But now it seems that everyone thought wrong.

The rank of Xinghe is already higher than that of Longque. If Ling Ruoyu and Xinghe were one, not only would their energy be stronger than Longque's, but they would also be controlled by warriors. Of course, they would be much stronger than Longque's self-discipline. Longque really couldn't beat her.

The combined effect of the two may be three times stronger than the original Galaxy. The only flaw is that she must hold the Galaxy in her hand. Once the two are separated, she will instantly turn into a hidden first-level Karami and a soulless empty shell, falling from the sky to the ground.

Zhao Changhe rubbed his chin and thought. Speaking of which, everyone doesn't really need such a combat power. The main reason is that if this form stands in front of Ye Wuming, the impact will be different from that of a sword, and it is also different from the sword spirit. How would Wuming feel when he saw Ling Ruoyu like this that night?

Seeing Zhao Changhe thinking, Ling Ruoyu thought it was because he was angry and beat the dragon bird, so he dug it out and handed it over with a smile: "Master, your knife."

Zhao Changhe subconsciously took the knife, and the twin-ponytail loli was rolling in the knife: "I don't accept it, I also want to reforge!"

Zhao Changhe came back to his senses and said with a smile: "You also want to become like Ruo Yu? Come out of the knife?"

Longque said: "I don't want to. I am just a knife, why should I turn into a human being? My body does not want to become an empty shell."

By the way, if the dragon bird blade turns into an empty shell, is it called Nestle...

Zhao Changhe had a nonsensical thought and asked, "If you don't want to end up like that, what are your plans?"

Long Que said: "I want to advance myself. Just like you, I also want to train my body. My material is not as good as that of Death Galaxy, so I am naturally one level lower than her. It's your preference, and I don't accept it."

Zhao Changhe smiled: "Okay, I'll give you some exercise."

Long Que became happy: "It's a deal."

In fact, Zhao Changhe had originally intended to re-forge Longque, which was also the final upgrade of combat readiness. But it's hard to say how to choose this material. It would be best not to use any materials from this world. I don't know if there is a real "meteorite from the sky", I have to ask. If it doesn't exist, should we break the boundary and go to other planes for a walk... Zhao Changhe is still a little guilty about this kind of thing. The most experienced person in the Three Realms is Ye Wuming.

Still can't get around her.

Forget it, let’s talk about it later. Zhao Changhe first put away the dragon bird and looked at Ling Ruoyu, who was a little nervous in front of him.

Suddenly it became a dark and windy night, with a man and a woman alone...but neither of them felt that way. Ling Ruoyu looked up at Zhao Changhe with complicated eyes.

When someone is around, of course Ling Ruoyu calls him "Master", and he will angrily say "I am your father". But once she entered this private communication atmosphere, she really didn't know what to call the person in front of her.

In essence, he is the master. He is the weapon he forged with his own hands. The sword spirit recognizes the master and his mind is connected.

Most people treat weapons as weapons, even if they have spirits. No one will treat sword spirits and sword spirits as human beings, because everyone has different thinking and even the meaning of existence is different.

But he is very special. He never considers himself as the master. Whether it is Longque or Xinghe, he treats them just like his own children. Although there is not much communication, like a parent who doesn't care about his children, communication is mutual. It's not that he didn't communicate more deliberately, but Xinghe himself was an autistic and indifferent child at that time, and didn't like to communicate. It can't be blamed entirely on him.

In terms of attitude, he really treats his own child.

Xinghe will never forget that when Jiuyou was still an enemy, he asked him for the Xinghe Sword, and he said, "Xinghe is my daughter, and I will never give it to others."

It's not an exaggeration to say that this sentence is not an exaggeration. Before that, Xinghe was completely thinking like a sword, and after that, there was a subtle change.

Now I am re-cultivating as a human being, what is it? Daddy? Master? Or... master?

The girl looked up at him quietly, waiting for his answer. Now, am I still his sword?

Zhao Changhe tilted his head.

Ling Ruoyu was infected and tilted to the other side.

Zhao Changhe straightened his head, and Ling Ruoyu also stood up straight.

Zhao Changhe suddenly laughed and broke the silence: "What's the matter, is there still telepathy?"

Ling Ruoyu scratched his head: "No."

"Little traitor."

"No." Ling Ruoyu paused and whispered: "Do you... hope there is still telepathy?"

People cannot be telepathically connected. The same heart Gu is just a lie, and the price of being the same heart is endless troubles. Only the spirit of the weapon that recognizes the master can be telepathically connected with the master without any troubles.

If there is still hope for telepathy, then she will abandon this human body, return to the sword spirit, and recognize the master again.

Like Longque, it only wants to be a knife, and is also content with its identity as a peerless sword. And does she, Xinghe, still want to be a sword? Does Zhao Changhe still want her to become the original Xinghe that is as powerful as an arm?

If he said he wanted to...

But Zhao Changhe said: "I just looked for a long time, actually I just wanted to see the familiar appearance of Xinghe... Then I found that if you look closely, the facial features are full of Ye Wuming's shadow... I should have guessed it earlier."

Ling Ruoyu: "..."

"But I can still find some feelings of Xinghe... When she looked at me silently just now, her eyes were wide open, and the deep tranquility in her eyes was too Xinghe." Zhao Changhe suddenly stretched out his hands to pinch both sides of her face and pulled: "If it is rounder, it will be more like Xinghe."

Ling Ruoyu: "?"

"Yes, I miss Xinghe and don't want to lose it. There was a period of time before that I was not in a good mood and felt that my Xinghe was gone..." Zhao Changhe pinched her face: "But now I find that Xinghe has always been there, just grown up."

Ling Ruoyu's eyes became a little hazy

So he just missed Xiao Xinghe, isn't that a good thing...

"I'm sorry, I missed all those years when you grew up." Zhao Changhe let go of his hand and whispered, "Forgive Dad, okay? Dad will teach you in person in the future."

"You..." Ling Ruoyu's eyes were filled with joy.

The day and night of riding the wind and waves when he was by her side flashed through her mind again, and she liked it very much. The passion at that time always felt fearless in overcoming difficulties. It turned out that it was because of him behind her subconsciously...

He seemed to like Xinghe's quietness and stupidity. It doesn't matter, Longque also said that I am still a little stupid now.

Xiao Xinghe just grew up.

The girl said with some difficulty: "But I, I can't call you out."

"Then Master." Zhao Changhe said: "Let's have a small negotiation?"

"Ah?"

"Just call me daddy when facing Ye Wuming."

Ling Ruoyu bit her lower lip and said after a while: "Okay."

Longque poked his head out: "I said Longque is Zhao Changhe's only right-hand man, are you convinced now?"

Ling Ruoyu smiled: "I am convinced, Queque is the best..."

Longque put his hands on his hips: "Turn around, stick your butt up."

Ling Ruoyu turned around aggrievedly, and a big door panel whizzed over, and it was going to be a home run.

Zhao Changhe grabbed Longque and pulled him back. Longque failed to hit his butt, and unwillingly stretched out a shadow of his foot from the knife to kick, but still failed.

Ling Ruoyu suddenly realized and turned back: "No, why can't I be the right-hand man after becoming a human? I, Ling Ruoyu, will also be the best right-hand man of Master!"

Longque made a "tsk" sound, which was unclear.

Idiot, how many women are around him after becoming a human, how can he have time to look at you? What about the right-hand man, is he the Thousand-Handed Guanyin?

Only the sword is always by my side, an indispensable helper. Xinghe was once the only competitor, but he is stupid now.

As expected, Longque is the smartest one.