Ah Lian looked at this scene, a kind smile appeared on her face, and she was about to go forward to help Xiao Qingxi.
As a result, a few suppressed chuckles were heard at the gate of the yard.
Several young female cultivators could no longer hold back, and they all rushed in. The one who ran in front was the female cultivator called Ah Ying just now. She took the lead to pick up Xiao Qingxi and put her on the swing.
The other female cultivators who followed behind did not get it, and they all had a flash of annoyance on their faces.
Xiao Qingxi finally sat on the swing. Looking at the young female cultivator called Ah Ying who carried her up, Xiao Qingxi smiled and said, "Thank you
, Sister Ah Ying." "No, no, you're welcome. I'll push the swing for you." Ah Ying waved her hands happily, indicating that you're welcome. Then she immediately made a request.
"Okay, thank you, Sister Ah Ying." Xiao Qingxi thanked her politely.
As a result, before Ah Ying walked to the back to help Xiao Qingxi push the swing, another young female cultivator had already helped Xiao Qingxi push it first.
At first, the female cultivator was afraid of scaring Xiao Qingxi, so she pushed gently.
As a result, Xiao Qingxi was not satisfied with such gentleness and shouted, "Sister, push harder!"
The female cultivator increased the force.
Xiao Qingxi still shouted, "Push harder, I want it higher."
So the young female cultivator increased the force again.
As a result, Xiao Qingxi was still not satisfied and shouted, "Sister, push harder!"
This time, A Ying next to her also reached out to help push the swing.
With more force, the swing finally flew higher.
A Lian wanted to stop it, but she was afraid of falling the little girl.
It would be bad if she fell the host's guest.
As a result, seeing that Xiao Qingxi's laughter became louder as the swing swung higher, she did not step forward to stop it. Instead, she let the young female cultivators take turns pushing Xiao Qingxi on the swing.
When Yun Jiuya and Ye Wuchen came over from the waterside, they heard Xiao Qingxi's cheerful laughter like a silver bell from a distance.
Looking up, they saw Xiao Qingxi standing on the swing, swinging very high, almost flying over the wall.
That's not all. Then the swing reached the highest point and swung in a circle. The scene was extremely thrilling.
Yun Jiuya's eyes widened and he was about to rush in.
If he fell on that little fat girl, Ye Wuchen would fight with him to the death!
But Ye Wuchen stopped Yun Jiuya.
Yun Jiuya looked at Ye Wuchen in confusion. What's going on? This sullen and scheming man doesn't care about his own wife? This is impossible.
This guy regards Gu Qingxi as more important than his own life. But why stop him now?
Ye Wuchen's face was a little complicated, and he said slowly: "Don't worry, she likes it. And it won't fall on her."
Ye Wuchen remembered that the day before he and Gu Qingxi left Tianqing Sect was the day when Lu Tianyu taught Gu Qingxi to fly with a sword.
Seeing the little Qingxi who had lost her memory dived from the sky desperately, then flew close to the ground, and finally soared into the sky, Ye Wuchen fell silent.
Obviously, Qingxi now likes this exciting flying mode very much.
Anyway, it's good that she likes it.
When Yun Jiuya and Ye Wuchen walked into the yard, Xiao Qingxi saw them and immediately let go of her hands and flew up. She silently recited the sword control technique in the air and flew in front of Yun Jiuya and Ye Wuchen.
Her movements were smooth and seamless. However, the young female cultivators who pushed the swing for her were frightened. They
screamed one by one and then knelt down to apologize.
Xiao Qingxi turned her head and looked at the female cultivators, wondering, "Sisters, what are you doing? Is it the rule of your sect that you have to kneel down when you see the master?"
If that was the case, her master was the best. The master would only hug her and would not let her kneel down.
"Stand up." Yun Jiuya waved his hand and motioned the female cultivators to stand up. "Don't be afraid. She won't fall down to this extent. This is her way of playing, it's just a little special."
When Xiao Qingxi heard Yun Jiuya say this, she realized that her behavior just now had frightened the sisters.
She apologized embarrassedly: "Sisters, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. But I can fly with a sword, I'll be fine. Thank you for pushing me just now."
After hearing what Yun Jiuya and Xiao Qingxi said, several young female cultivators stood up and stepped aside with their heads down.
Ye Wuchen came over to say goodbye to Gu Qingxi temporarily.
"I'm going out to find some things, wait for me to come back." Ye Wuchen squatted down, looked directly into Xiao Qingxi's eyes, and said gently.
Xiao Qingxi looked at Ye Wuchen, then at Yun Jiuya, and then at Ye Wuchen again. There seemed to be reluctance in her eyes.
"Be at ease here, Yun Jiuya is a good person except for a few bad habits. I feel relieved that you are here." Ye Wuchen continued in a gentle tone.
Xiao Qingxi nodded and hummed.
Yun Jiuya rolled his eyes beside him.
What do you mean he has a few bad habits?
Isn't it just that he has mysophobia?
What's the matter, is there a problem with being clean?
Also, is there a problem with liking to write storybooks?
Wouldn't it be great to write what you know into a story so that more people can know it? Isn't it good to share stories?
Wouldn't it be good to write down the stories you imagine in your heart so that more people can know it?
If Ye Wuchen knew that Yun Jiuya was dissatisfied with his heart at this moment, he would definitely refute with a cold face:
It's right to love cleanliness, but you have to rinse the teacup seven or eight times when drinking tea, wipe the seat four or five times before sitting down, and wash your hands more than five times after doing anything. No dust is allowed in the whole building. There is a problem. And seeing that he raised dust when practicing swords, howling beside him to let him move gently, there is also a problem.
There is nothing wrong with writing a storybook. But it is wrong to write about the things of old friends with exaggeration and incoherent sentences. Some are even more wrong because they are made out of nothing.
Ye Wuchen was about to leave after explaining these.
Xiao Qingxi waved to Ye Wuchen: "I'll wait for you here."
Ye Wuchen smiled, and his beautiful eyes were full of smiles that went straight to the bottom of his heart. He said softly: "Okay."
After Ye Wuchen left, Yun Jiuya squatted down to look after Qingxi: "Qingxi, do you want to play chess with me?"
"But I don't know how." Little Qingxi shook her head.
"I'll teach you, it's very simple." Yun Jiuya said excitedly.
"Okay." Little Qingxi nodded.
A Lian, who was standing next to her, was hesitant to speak when she heard this. Finally, after being glared at by Yun Jiuya, she reluctantly swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.
Soon, Yun Jiuya and Little Qingxi came to the stone table under the grape trellis. Yun Jiuya took out a set of go made of jade.
He placed it in front of the stone table and began to teach Little Qingxi.
A Lian and several other young female cultivators stood by the swing. A Ying whispered: "Sister A Lian, are you really not going to dissuade the master? It doesn't seem good for him to bully children like this."
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