But she had clearly heard the laughter of her fellow brothers just now...
Qiao Xi landed steadily and stood in front of the young disciple: "Ziming, Zishu! Where are my senior brothers?"
The two little guys saw her falling from the sky and were stunned in disbelief: "Little Master Uncle??"
"Is it the Fifth Uncle? Is it really the Fifth Uncle?"
Qiao Xi nodded quickly: "It's me, I'm back! What happened? I just heard the voices of my brothers, where are they? Didn't the demons come to attack us?"
Ziming cheered, threw away his broom and ran inside: "Master! Uncle! Second Uncle, Third Uncle! Little Uncle is back!"
Qiao Xi felt inexplicably nervous. Could it be what she thought?
Her teachers and disciples are all safe and sound, is that true?
Or...is this a test from God?
Is all this an illusion?
She looked around calmly.
Impossible, this world cannot be an illusion. What one sees with the eyes may deceive people, but these spiritual energies and spiritual trees and herbs cannot deceive people.
When one reaches their level of cultivation, they can see the true nature of these things at a glance.
This is impossible to be created by illusion!
"Xiao Wu!" A familiar voice came from inside.
Qiao Xi looked up, with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Master! Senior brothers and sisters!"
She lifted her skirt and ran over, hugging the disciples and saying, "I'm so glad you're all okay!"
"Wow, wow, Xiaowu thought I would never see you again!"
"Luckily I'm back! How did you escape? Did you subdue the Demon King?"
Master Jing Liuyun had a trace of embarrassment on his face and coughed lightly: "Um... everything is fine, no, why are you back?"
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