Gu Mingxue took Shen Qingyi's hand and looked at Shen Qingyi carefully.
"Darker and thinner."
The old-fashioned look on her face really made She Zijiang's mouth twitch.
"Junior Sister, where have you been all these years? Do you know that after you entered the Yellow Spring Secret Realm, your soul lamp flickered several times, and finally the Yellow Spring Secret Realm was closed, and your soul lamp was completely extinguished. We asked many monks who entered the Yellow Spring Secret Realm about your whereabouts, but they all said that they didn't see you in the end. Do you know how worried we were about you... I... I thought... you..."
When Shen Qing heard Gu Mingxue's choked voice, he couldn't help but reach out and hold Gu Mingxue's hand.
"Senior Sister, I'm fine. I'm back alive now. This should be a happy thing."
"Yes, yes, yes! This is a happy thing! Nothing could make me happier than having you back! Tonight, I, Senior Sister, will definitely ask the chef in the cafeteria to prepare a very, very sumptuous dinner for us to celebrate your return, Junior Sister!"
"good!"
After Gu Mingxue pulled Shen Qingyi towards the cafeteria, She Zijiang sighed slightly.
He is not a fool. After his disciples returned to Lingdao Sect, he clearly felt that the murderous aura of his disciples was much stronger than a few years ago.
Moreover, Shen Qingyi's style of doing things has changed a lot in just a few years.
The person is still the same person, but he has changed a lot.
He has become more mature, more capable, and has the murderous aura and sharpness that a cultivator in the world of immortal cultivation should have.
However, he didn't seem to feel very happy. This was clearly what he had hoped to see...
A dinner party was held at Tianshui Peak. In addition to some of Shen Qingyi's past friends, the attendees also included some friends of friends.
Everyone was laughing and chatting happily, congratulating Shen Qingyi on his return.
After three rounds of drinks, Shen Qingyi leaned against a huge pear tree branch in Luohong Palace.
There were laughter and joyful voices not far away. Shen Qingyi closed his eyes, feeling the breeze on his face and the intoxicating pear blossoms.
"Why are you hiding here alone? Did you get something good and don't want to share it with me, your senior brother? Xiao Qingyi, this is your fault!"
Yue Xicheng leaped and landed on a branch not far from Shen Qingyi. The folding fan in his hand had turned into a dark green bone fan.
Shen Qingyi didn't open his eyes and put his hands behind his head.
"Why, after not seeing each other for so long, Junior Sister has grown up and doesn't want to recognize me as her senior brother anymore?"
The wind in front of him was blocked, and when Shen Qing opened his eyes, he saw Yue Xicheng's enchanting face.
Yue Xicheng met Shen Qingyi's eyes and couldn't help but smile.
"Are you mesmerized by my handsome face? Let me tell you, the sisters and junior sisters who adore me would go around Lingdao Sect several times. You..."
Yue Xicheng looked Shen Qingyi up and down.
I want to speak like Shen Qing did when he was a child.
"Small bean sprouts, small flat plates."
But Shen Qingyi today is no longer the little kid he used to be.
Her black hair was as smooth as silk, with a slight curl at the end, adding a touch of gentleness. Her eyes were as bright as a spring, but the corners of her eyes were upturned. She had a beautiful nose and pink lips, eyebrows like a dark mountain, skin as white as snow, a willow waist and a plump chest...
"Cough cough cough! Cough cough cough!"
Yue Xicheng couldn't help but cover his face with his folding fan. The violent coughing made his ears slightly red.
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