She played off after wearing the book

Chapter 114 Fragile Items

"Oh, don't worry, I will bring you a gift back!"

Obviously Qian Qiao misunderstood what he meant, thinking that he was thinking about his gift~
"Cough, no, I...forget it, let's talk about it when you come back, there are many dangers in the secret realm, pay attention to safety..."

Looking at the heartless girl in front of him, Nangong Yunchuan was a little helpless, obviously the girl hadn't enlightened yet.

"Well, I will pay attention, thank you for coming to see me~ I'll go then~ see you in three months~"

After Qianqiao waved goodbye to Nangong Yunchuan, she glanced at the third uncle who hadn't left yet. She was a little surprised why the big guy hadn't gone back yet, but she didn't take it seriously, and boarded the spirit ship in a few steps.

Passing through the protective barrier, the eyes suddenly opened up. On the wide deck that can accommodate hundreds of people, there are only a few people standing sporadically at this time. Presumably everyone else is practicing in their own rooms.

This is the first time for Qian Qiao to take a spirit ship. This kind of vehicle that can fly in the air is different from the plane in the previous life. Because of the existence of the protective barrier, it will not be affected by the air current even in the open air. Leaning on the railing of the ship and looking down , I can no longer see the Nangong family. As the spirit ship rises, I have a wonderful feeling that the world is at my feet.

"Qiaoqiao, it takes four days to go to Xueyun City, do you want to rest in your room?"

Ever since she was injured, she was considered fragile by her adoptive father.

Qianqiao still has a vivid memory of her adoptive father who rushed to the ring that day. If she hadn't been the person involved, she would have had the illusion that this person was about to say goodbye to someone.

"Daddy, I'm really fully recovered~"

"But if you don't show me the wound, I always feel uneasy."

Nangong Zhengyang has been thinking about this for the past few days, but his third uncle's Xianshui Pavilion can't get in, and now he finally has a chance.

"Oh...forget it, Daddy, you can come to my room..."

Qianqiao sighed helplessly, turned around and walked to her room, there were signs prepared in advance on the rooms on the spirit boat.

Qian Qiao found the door plate with her name on it, and after inputting spiritual power, the door opened.

"Daddy, look~ you're all right~ you don't even have any scars~"

After taking Nangong Zhengyang into the room, Qianqiao changed the long-sleeved shirt into a camisole so that he could see whether there was any injury on his shoulder.

In her previous life, she often wore it like this in the summer, but she didn't feel shy. The reason why she was embarrassed before was because she was surrounded by a group of people, and she felt a sense of shame. Now she only has her adoptive father, so it doesn't matter~
"Phew...it's fine..."

Seeing that there was indeed no scar on Qianqiao's shoulder, Nangong Zhengyang's hanging heart finally let go, but just to be on the safe side, he still raised his hand and lightly touched the girl's exposed shoulder, wanting to see if there were any dark wounds left that he hadn't seen. However, the delicate touch from his fingertips made him withdraw his fingers immediately.

"Qiaoqiao, rest well, I, I'm going out first..."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Qianqiao to reply, she turned and ran out of the room.

"???"

Qianqiao looked at her adoptive father who fled in a hurry, feeling a little confused, wasn't she fine just now?

Seeing her adoptive father leave, the cassock flashed and changed back to a long-sleeved shirt. Qian Qiao took off her shoes and sat cross-legged on the bed. There are still four days before she arrives at Xueyun City. Let's practice hard in the next few days~
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Four days passed in a flash. During this period, Qianqiao went out but did not find her adoptive father. She saw Xiuxiu several times. When asked about her brother, Xiuxiu said that she had been in retreat since her brother lost the game. On the boat, practitioners are also locked in their rooms to practice.

Qianqiao silently gave Nangong Rufeng the nickname "Cultivation Mad Demon".

As the spirit ship slowly descended, Qianqiao had already seen a large expanse of white snow below.

(End of this chapter)