The Raiders of Quick Pass

Chapter 195 Even a Fairy Becomes a Demon 15
Time flies by.

Little Qingwu is one year old, just at the age when she starts to learn to talk and walk.

On the coffin peak, Qing Wu sitting on the side of the bed shook the rattle expressionlessly.

After so long, her family's Immortal Venerable gave her such a toy.

Where did he find out that he likes this thing very much?Are you tired of playing?

Seeing the Immortal Venerable lying on the outside of the bed with eyes closed and meditating, she decisively threw the rattle in her hand, then crawled to his side, supported his waist and stood up unsteadily.The bell tied to her wrist rang with her movements.

Speaking of this bell, for some reason, I couldn't get it off, so I just kept wearing it.

When Qinglan came over, she stretched out a hand to hold her arm.

It's just that the eyes are not open.

Qingwu shook him, and said softly and inarticulately: "Shihu, play."

Why do you call him Master?
She remembered that when she first spoke, she yelled at him maliciously: "Uncle."

As a result, he frowned on the spot, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and then raised her armpits to look at him.

Qing Lan seriously corrected: "Wrong."

"Yeah?" She tilted her head, blinking her eyes in confusion, as if she was asking what was it called?
"Call Master."

Hearing him say this, I was a little surprised, let me call myself Master, does this mean to accept her as a disciple?

Facing those beautiful phoenix eyes, she pouted for a while before calling softly: "Lion fox."

"Master."

"Four tigers?"

"Master."

"Master Tiger."

"Master", he taught her tirelessly and was very patient.

But after Qingwu learned to shout a few words, she found that her current pronunciation was flawed, and she couldn't standardize it for a while.

So when he corrected him again, she didn't learn any more, but nodded solemnly, and gave a faint "hmm".

Qinglan: "..."

After the memory was over, she shook the person on the bed again.

Xianzun slowly opened his eyes, rubbed her little head, "Don't make trouble."

Qingwu looked at him wronged.

It's been almost a year since she came here, and she hasn't been out of Lingshu Peak yet.

"Play." She pointed at the door and said with a stubborn face.

Qinglan looked at her for a while, then sighed indistinctly. "Forget it."

He got up gracefully, hugged the little guy from the bed and sat on the side of the bed, and added a piece of clothes to her.

After finishing, he gently picked her up with one hand and walked outside.

Qingwu wrapped his arms around his neck, and looked at the scenery passing by with a pair of big black and white eyes in surprise.

She thought that Lord Xianzun would take her for a walk on Lingshu Peak as usual this time, but unexpectedly she came out of Lingshu Peak.

The other party carried her and flew in the sky, and arrived at a square where Tianzong disciples gathered.

Looking at the Tianzong disciples gathered below, Qingwu was a little curious.

As soon as Qinglan Xianzun appeared, everyone noticed it.

Everyone looked up at the white-clothed and black-haired lord Xianzun, who was swaying in the air, and saluted one after another. "Master Xianzun!"

He glanced at it, gave a faint "hmm", and then stopped on a high place.

After the suzerain saluted him, he invited him to sit on the main seat.

"No need." He said indifferently, and then sat down at a random place.

Sitting in his seat, he lowered his eyes and smoothed the little guy's messy hair with his long fingers.

Qingwu's eyes kept looking at the large field below.

There is a square arena in the middle of the venue.

Looking at this posture, it seems to be a competition.

(End of this chapter)