Master, Do You Also Practice Dual Cultivation Techniques?

Facing her mother's teasing, Luo Qingxian's expression remained calm and unchanged.

But where everyone couldn't see it, the long and slender fingers with distinct knuckles were tightly clasped together at this moment.

Beitang Shumeng looked at the daughter and boy in front of him, and he was actually very satisfied.

If it were not for Ye Wushuang, with Luo Qingxian's character, the most likely possibility would be to be alone in this life, pursuing the illusory end of the Martial Dao.

Although there are many such martial arts idiots in the world.

But as a parent, how could she hope to see her daughter stay alone for the rest of her life?

Is there an end to Martial Dao?

Ethereal and hard to find, with no one to talk to.

It was so lonely.

Fortunately, Ye Wushuang appeared.

Even luckier, everything fits perfectly.

Beitang Shumeng's voice rarely softened. At this moment, she was no longer a noble daughter of the Sovereign Clan, but a mother who cared about her daughter.

"Whether it's a master or a disciple, or a Taoist companion, it's not easy to have someone by your side."

"More importantly, you two are in love, which is great."

"Since you have decided to become a Taoist couple, let's get along well. Your father and I have no dissatisfaction and we are very happy for you."

His words are simple, but his feelings are never mediocre.

Luo Qingxian's expression was slightly stunned.

Ye Wushuang stood up, held Luo Qingxian's hand, smiled at her, looked at Beitang Shumeng, and said seriously:

"Father-in-law and mother-in-law, please rest assured. As long as I am here, I will never let Xian'er suffer any injustice."

Looking at this serious-looking little guy, Beitang Shumeng and Luo Nanxun looked at each other and smiled.

"You should also relax while practicing. Now that you are back, you should stay at home for a few days and relax."

Beitang Shumeng smiled gently.

Then there is some gossip.

Luo Qingxian had a cold personality and basically did not participate in the chat, listening quietly on the side.

Ye Wushuang, on the other hand, would only show off in front of Luo Qingxian.

Facing the three elders, they all responded honestly and echoed.

After a while, Ye Wushuang and Luo Qingxian resigned.

After the two left the hall, Beitang Shumeng looked at her husband and asked:

"How long will you stay here this time?"

Luo Nanxun is a little too handsome, and his peach blossom eyes are too enchanting for a man.

In addition, his temperament is free and uninhibited, very free and easy, and he looks like a male vixen.

However, to win the heart of Beitang Shumeng, a noble lady of the Sovereign Clan, he has a daughter with a fairy body.

This Luo Qingxian's biological father is obviously not an ordinary person.

Luo Nanxun opened the folding fan he took out from nowhere, fanned it lightly and said:

"My husband has just come back, are you going to drive me away?"

"It's so sad~"

"If I had known this, I shouldn't have come back, so as not to annoy my wife."

A hint of helplessness appeared on the corner of Mu Yunxian's mouth.

Okay, what am I still doing here?

Mu Yunxian raised her hand and waved lightly, stepped into the cracked void, and her figure disappeared.

Beitang Shumeng also sighed, looking at his husband who was not upright, with a very helpless expression.

Luo Nanxun chuckled, ducked to the side of Beitang Shumeng, reached out and picked him up through the crook of his legs.

He sat down on the chair and placed Beitang Shumeng on his lap.

"When I come back this time, I naturally want to accompany my wife well."

Beitang Shumeng put his hands around Luo Nanxun's neck, and looked a little surprised when he heard this:

"Are you about to break through?"

Luo Nanxun has been wandering around the world, and all he wants is a chance to make a breakthrough.

Now it seems that we have got what we wanted.

Luo Nanxun puffed up his chest and said in an arrogant tone:

"of course!"

"Don't even look at who your husband-in-law is!"

"Small realm, take it!"

This is not bragging.

Luo Nanxun was able to marry Beitang Shumeng, not only because of his personal charm, but also because of his talent and strength, he was definitely the best among his contemporaries.

Moreover, being able to break through to the domain realm and become a king naturally has the capital to be arrogant.

Beitang Shumeng rolled his eyes at him, intending to hit him:

"Xian'er has already perfected her realm a long time ago. All she lacks now is realm."

"As long as she is willing, she can go directly to the Ninth Layer without any bottlenecks."

"You are a First Layer in the field. You will soon be unable to compete with your own daughter. How can you be so embarrassed?"

Hearing this, Luo Nanxun was like a deflated rubber ball. He instantly dropped down and forcefully defended himself:

"Xian'er is the Holy Body of the Immortal Spirit. How many such monsters have there been since ancient times?"

"Besides, there's nothing to be ashamed of being surpassed by your own daughter."

Beitang Shumeng reminded leisurely:

"Your son-in-law is the First Layer of Sword Realm. He is only sixteen years old this year."

Come on, after practicing for thousands of years, you can’t even compare to this little guy.

Under the double blow, the joy of the breakthrough disappeared, and Luo Nanxun became a little autistic.

He said somewhat depressedly:

"Madam, why do you always hit me?"

Beitang Shumeng smiled and hummed:

"Who makes you always look out of shape?"

"If I don't give you a blow, why won't your tail be raised to the sky?"

Seeing that her husband was honest, Beitang Shumeng stopped teasing him, paused and asked:

"What's the current situation in the realm?"

Luo Nanxun didn't care much and said boredly:

"It's just like that, it's still expanding slowly."

"Why worry about that? With that expansion speed, there won't be any trouble until we die."

"When we are all dead, what does it matter to us if another trouble occurs?"

Beitang Shumeng slapped him angrily but didn't say anything else.

...

In Qingyun Courtyard, a gap opened in the void, and Mu Yunxian's figure walked through it.

"Xian'er?"

"Why are you here?"

Mu Yunxian looked at Luo Qingxian not far away and looked stunned.

Isn't this where Ye Wushuang lives?

Ye Wushuang and Luo Qingxian's expressions were stunned. Why did Aunt Mu come back so quickly?

Before the two of them had time to speak, Mu Yunxian slapped her head, looking very helpless.

"Well, it seems that I have disturbed your love time as a young couple."

Behind him, the void that had just closed opened again, and Mu Yunxian turned around and stepped into it.

Ye Wushuang and Luo Qingxian both looked dull.

In fact, Ye Wushuang is also very curious, what is the master doing here?

You know, although Luo Qingxian is already able to accept dual cultivation.

But she was a little reluctant every time, and only agreed after being pushed hard by Ye Wushuang.

"Master, what can I do for you?"

Luo Qingxian hummed, her expression clear and cold, but she said nothing.

Ye Wushuang understood.

Tsk, what the hell, Master actually still has the initiative?

He naturally put his arms around her slender and boneless waist.

Even though they had been in close contact many times, Luo Qingxian's body still stiffened slightly unconsciously, which was a bit unnatural.

Ye Wushuang didn't move too much. He held Luo Qingxian in his arms and walked towards the house, saying seriously:

"Practice is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat."

"It just so happens that I have some confusions in my cultivation, and I urgently need Master to help me clear them up."

A cold "hmm" sounded from Luo Qingxian's throat.

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