Female Match Counterattack: Goddess of Special Forces

Chapter 341 Worry
Hua Qianning immediately stood up, and because she was a little anxious, the golden spirit that was lying on her lap fell into the sea with a plop.

Just as Hua Qianning wanted to go down to fish, she saw a flash of golden light, and the golden spirit had already entered the space.

Little Huoling laughed loudly, in his eyes, he couldn't fly, he was really too stupid.

Hua Qianning sacrificed the flying sword, stepped on the soles of her feet, and used a dust removal technique on herself, and she was clean all of a sudden.

Yujian flew very quickly, and in an instant, he had already arrived in Licheng.

After arriving at Hua's house, Hua Qianning didn't go through the main entrance, but went directly to Murong Yan's courtyard.

Just as he walked outside the door of the house, he heard Murong Yan's worried whispers inside.

"It is said that the members of the Wuji Sect have already returned, and they don't know how Qian Ning is doing, and they dare not send her a sound transmission talisman, for fear of distracting her mind."

"Why would something happen to Qian Ning? Didn't she send her to wash the spirit pill before? Nothing will happen!"

Hua Zhe's voice was rough, as if he was comforting Murong Yan, but there was worry in his voice.

"Father, mother!"

Hearing this, Hua Qianning pushed the door open and entered.

"Qian Ning..."

When the two saw her, they were stunned for a moment.

The person who was worried about not being able to see him just now stood in front of him.

Surprise, of course joy is greater than surprise.

"You have nothing to do!"

Seeing Hua Qianning's listless expression, Murong Yan patted her body with both hands in a daze.

"It's okay, mother!"

Seeing Murong Yan's cautious appearance, she seemed to be afraid of hurting herself.

Hua Qianning's suppressed sadness was suddenly aroused.

She immediately hugged Murong Yan.

Mother-kiss embrace, warm and fragrant.

that's nice!

"...It's okay, it's okay!"

Murong Yanran's eyes were also red, her hands stiffened slightly, and she began to stroke Hua Qianning's hair carefully.

It's been a long time since my daughter has acted like a little girl, hugging her like a baby.

Originally, it was an honor to have a capable and powerful daughter.

However, such a weak, small daughter who wants to cling to her is even more lovely.

Parents, in fact, are very contradictory.

On the one hand, they hope their children will become a dragon, and if the children are good, they are also honored.

On the one hand, I also hope that the children will be happy and enjoy the joy of the family.

Hua Qianning hugged Murong Yan for a while before letting go of her.

"It's so big, it's not ashamed or impatient, hiding in mother's arms and crying!"

Murong Yan nodded her slightly red nose, with a loving look on her face.

"No matter how old I am, in my mother's eyes, I will always be a little girl."

Hua Qianning looked at her and said sincerely.

"Oh!~"

Hua Zhe sighed, pretending that no one paid attention, and sat on the side in a cold and lonely manner.

"You old guy, you're jealous! Qian Ning, let's go, ignore him!"

Murong Yan smiled and pulled Qian Ning to sit aside.

He asked her something in a low voice.

Hua Zhe sat alone for a long time, seeing no one was paying attention, rubbed his nose, and sat next to Murong Yan again.

"Father and mother, your cultivation has increased a lot."

"That's natural. The cultivation speed of a single spiritual root is naturally not a problem."

Hua Zhe laughed, and stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, full of complacency.

(End of this chapter)