"Mother, Daddy is coming back soon, let's go back soon!"

Xiao Xuanxi urged her mother to say.

Mu Wushuang glanced coldly at Elder Huang, who was as cold as a poisonous snake, raised his cherry lips, hugged his son and exited the viewing platform.

"Xi Xi, are you kissing your father or me?"

As she walked, she asked her son.

Xiao Xuanxi said without hesitation, "Of course it's my mother!"

"Then why are you looking for your father in such a hurry? Are you unhappy with your mother alone?" She asked deliberately to see how her son answered.

Xiao Xuanxi couldn't be fooled by his mother, he showed a row of small white teeth, and smiled better than a fox: "This baby knows! Mother is jealous!"

"Why am I jealous?"

"My mother is jealous because I always miss my father and worry that Xixi doesn't love her anymore, so my mother is jealous, right?"

"Yes, yes, Xixi is right, my mother is jealous, so what should you do?"

Xiaoxuanxi thought for a while, and said sweetly: "Xixi will always love her mother, and her mother will not be jealous!"

He took off her hood, kissed her cheek, and said, "Did Mother feel Xi Xi's love?"

The corners of Mu Wushuang's mouth rose involuntarily, and the tenderness in her eyes didn't even appear to her.

"I feel it," she said.

The affection is so warm.

In her previous life, she was an orphan. It is said that she was abandoned by a ruthless young couple at the gate of the orphanage. From childhood to adulthood, she never felt a single day of family affection.

She naturally hates them and can't support her, so why give birth to her?

She hated such irresponsible people the most.

So she won't be like them. She knows the importance of parents better than anyone else. As for her son, since she is born, she will love him and let him grow up happily.

This is also the reason why she doesn't reject her son's recognition of his father. The role of a father is particularly important to a child. How could she be willing to deprive his son of his right to recognize his father?

Holding her soft and cute son, listening to his sweet words, she felt as sweet as eating honey.

"Apprentice, Xiao Xuanxi, you are back!"

Across the distance, Wujizi came over, smiled and pointed at the young girls who were still queuing at the door and said to her: "Apprentice, you see, our Qingyun Sword Sect's reputation has been completely launched, these little guys are all rushing. It's because of your reputation! Do you know how many apprentices we have accepted today?"

"Grandpa, how many are there?"

Xiao Xuanxi was very enthusiastic about the question.

"One hundred and thirty!"

Mu Wushuang nodded: "It's a lot."

Today is the last day of accepting disciples, so naturally there are more people than yesterday.

"Haha, this time we can bring more than 300 outstanding disciples back to strengthen our sect!"

The smile on Wujizi's face has not stopped these days.

Mu Wushuang also smiled, very good, everything was within her expectations.

"Elder Sister!"

Among the teenagers, someone suddenly took the lead and shouted.

Dozens of people shouted in unison:

"Hello, Master!"

Mu Wushuang took off his hat and looked at these twelve or thirteen-year-old boys and girls. Their eyes were pure, and they looked at her with admiration and joy, as if they were expecting her response.

Among these people, more than half of them came for her.

No one in the city now knows that Qingyun Jianzong, one of the last nine sects, became the seventh sect in one fell swoop because of the unparalleled.

She broke the record of breaking through the first-class sect in the Buddha Tower, and made the Buddha's bell ring again after hundreds of years.

The most legendary thing is that when she broke through the spirit king realm, she actually triggered the catastrophe, and she continued to successfully transcend the catastrophe. God also rained spiritual rain to nourish life.

She has a beautiful appearance and excellent aptitude. I don't know how many people have become the fairy in their dreams.

Now many spiritual practitioners are secretly circulating her portrait in private, and they don't know why they dare not show it openly.

Such a peerless person is the idol in the hearts of all young girls, and the existence they look up to on the way of their cultivation.

All of them want to join Qingyun Jianzong, and want to have such a powerful senior sister as an example to inspire them to move forward.

"You are all right. As a senior sister, I welcome each of you to join the sect."

Mu Wushuang hooked his lips under the earnest gazes of the boys and girls.

"Master is so beautiful!"

"Elder Sister's face is suffocating!"

"Wow! Senior Sister is so gentle!"

gentle?

Tang Wen and several of Mu Wushuang's junior and senior brothers laughed wickedly and thought: When you see Senior Sister draw her sword, you will know whether you are gentle or not! If you don't wet your pants under the kendo of Senior Sister, even if you have the courage!

Long Moshen rushed back as fast as he could, and what he saw was the scene where his woman and son were surrounded by a group of teenagers with no hair.

Shuang'er's face seemed to glow, with a faint smile on her lips, which made people look at it at a glance, and there was no room for other people in their eyes, only she could be seen.

"How is the deity?"

Long Moshen suddenly asked Long Er who was beside him.

Long Er didn't react: "Master, how about what?"

Long Mo deeply flicked the non-existent ash on his body: "This deity is asking you, how does this deity look now!"

Long Er suddenly realized, glanced at the mistress not far away, who was crowded by a group of teenagers, and quickly gave a thumbs up: "The master is naturally handsome and charming, the jade tree is in the wind, the aura is high, the majesty, the stalwart, the heaven and the earth, only the master The most beautiful without Tao!"

Long Mo nodded with deep satisfaction and strode towards his wife and son.

He walked in front of Mu Wushuang with a powerful attitude like a god descended from the earth. The others were captured by his momentum and subconsciously stepped back to make way for him.

"Daddy!"

Xiao Xuanxi shouted happily.

"It turns out that he is the husband of the senior sister!"

"It's a good match for Senior Sister!"

The low voice coming from his ear made Long Moshen's lips rise, which made the enchanting face even more beautiful, noble and arrogant. He looked at Wushuang with deep eyes, walked over and hugged his son, the other one. Hands wrapped around her shoulders.

Mu Wushuang's body froze, never expecting that he would hug her shoulders in front of so many outsiders.

She didn't struggle well, and in front of outsiders, she had to give her son his father's face.

And she was a little funny in her heart, laughing at how naive he was.

Is he jealous? So in front of outsiders, deliberately hugging her and declaring lordship?

What's up with being a little cute? Is the contrast cute?

"Can I have dinner?"

His deep voice rang in his ears.

"No! Dad, my mother and I are waiting for you to come back and have dinner together!" Before Mu Wushuang could speak, Xiao Xuanxi replied happily immediately.

Very good, son, sells well.

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