"Oh, what can I teach you? It's all up to that kid to do well on his own."
"When he was young, he was weak, so we wanted to send him to Qingyuan Sect to strengthen his body. Who knew that he would become a hidden dragon by accident, and he is much more awesome than his father."
Being treated like a star by all his relatives, Li Dalong pretended to be impressive with a humble tone, waving his hands repeatedly, but the wrinkles on his face looked like flowers blooming.
In fact, Comrade Dalong feels a little guilty.
After all, he himself didn’t know that his son and Xiao Bing’er were on the Hidden Dragon List. It was not until the next morning when the county magistrate rushed out to personally lead the horse for him that he found out after asking around.
That’s awesome.
Old Li was in high spirits when suddenly the surroundings became quiet and his waist was twisted.
He looked up:
"Oh, my son, you are back."
"The best of our Li family is back. Come on, sit down."
"Since you have made such great contributions in Southern Xinjiang, His Majesty will surely give you some reward, right? How much money would that be?"
"It's more than enough to be given the title of Earl!"
The whole family was smiling and praising everything. It seemed a little different, yet not that different.
Anyway, when the family got together last year, he was still frail and sickly, but his uncle and aunt were all smiling and full of praise, but the content of their praise was different.
Even if Xiao Li becomes Xiao Li the Bully, he is still someone who has seen big scenes.
But in the face of praise from relatives and friends, she still wears the same toe-grips.
Li Mo and Ying Bing sat down, one next to Li Dalong and the other next to Gu Xueqin.
In front of relatives and friends, the two of them behaved much more politely, as if they had returned to their previous state as the distant and indifferent one before the Qingyuan Sect.
After all, so many people are watching.
He lowered his voice and asked, "Dad, isn't it New Year's Day yet? Why are my aunt, uncle, and other uncles here?"
"I'm just here to get some information." Li Dalong said in a low voice without showing any emotion.
Li Mo was confused. What was he trying to find out?
"Don't you know what nickname you have on the Hidden Dragon Ranking?"
"God Hammer Little...Wangqi Fighting Spirit?"
"You already know it, but why are you asking?" Li Dalong picked up the wine glass and drank a glass with his uncle.
"......"
Li Mo clenched his fists tightly.
Who said that the best actor of Qingyuan Sect has no hostile forces? Huh?
Yan Tianzong! You waited for me for thirty years, and thirty years.
As soon as he and Ying Bing sat down at the table, the atmosphere became even more lively. Moreover, Ying Bing had been a cold and aloof person since she was a child, so no one wanted to offend her.
All the firepower was directed at Xiao Li.
Seeing the two of them sitting together, well behaved, the aunt remembered that they had a conflict in the past, and it didn't look like they were having any problems, so she narrowed her eyes and smiled and asked:
"Xiao Mo is already this old, and he still hasn't found a partner?"
It was common for people to get married at the age of sixteen during the Dayu Dynasty.
Crunch——
Um?
As soon as my aunt asked the question, she looked around in confusion. What was making such a deafening sound?
"My parents love each other, so I believe in free love and don't engage in matchmaking."
Li Mo sat upright with a serious look on his face.
Uncle Li Xiaolong coughed lightly and said:
"Free love is good. If you ever feel like it, just tell Second Uncle that the girls of my colleagues are pretty and can be concubines."
Crunch!
".....I haven't married yet, so what's the point of having a concubine?"
Li Mo's eyes changed slightly and he waved his hands repeatedly.
My uncle was smart and squinted his eyes to look at the training clothes of the two people:
"Let's not worry about me. Xiao Mo and Xiao Bing'er are definitely focusing on martial arts. They will compete for the first place on the Potential Dragon Ranking in the future. Do they really need us to make arrangements?"
Li Mo nodded, indicating that his uncle was right.
He, Li Mo, is devoted to martial arts.
Tonight he was planning to consult Bingtuozi all night long on how to project the message to the Golden Crow. There was no need to say more about his desire to seek the truth.
Who would have thought that my uncle drank another glass of wine, stroked his beard and said:
“But then again.”
"You two little guys are able to get on the Hidden Dragon Ranking together. That's great. Working together and making progress together is also a good story."
"......"
Li Mo's eyelids twitched.
Oops, I forgot to change it when I got back.
"Hey, yes, the clothes you two are wearing match well." Li Dalong was beaming with joy.
"Training clothes. These are the training clothes that the sect made for Ying Bing and me."
"Why are there two uniforms, one black and one white, and they are both different styles?"
Faced with the soul-searching question, Xiao Li was speechless for a moment.
"I'm going to rest first."
Ying Bing glanced at Li Mo, then stood up, turned around and went back to the room.
"Son, what's going on in Southern Xinjiang?"
Gu Xueqin changed the subject. She had indeed been worried for a long time. Now that she saw her son come back safe and sound, she still felt a sense of relief that she had survived a disaster.
Li Mo breathed a sigh of relief and told some of the things he had seen and heard in southern Xinjiang.
After three rounds of drinks, he apologized and left.
He subconsciously walked towards the wing room, then retracted his steps, corrected his route, and walked towards his bedroom.
Bingtuozi naturally didn't live in the same room with him at home.
We can only 'part ways' temporarily.
Friends and relatives looked at the two of them as they returned to their rooms and looked at each other in bewilderment. It was hard to imagine that the two would end up together.
The main problem is the child Ying Bing. She is beautiful, but too cold. When I brought her home as a child, I thought she was a mute.
But when those eyes look at you, it makes you feel that the soup that Meng Po fed her was probably mixed with a lot of water.
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