"How can this be possible, you..."
Han Shuying looked at the four guardian elders in disbelief, her eyes filled with anger at being betrayed by everyone.
"Okay! Since you say I'm not worthy, then what about him? Hasn't he been away from the valley for two years? What contributions has he made to the valley? What qualifications does he, Han Yichen, have to be the master of Xuanyi Valley?" Han Shuying stretched out her finger and pointed angrily at Han Yichen who was standing next to Hua Qingcheng.
"Han Shuying, first of all, Achen is the Young Valley Master himself, and the rightful and best heir."
"Secondly, although Achen has been away from the valley for two years, he has accumulated a lot of material wealth for the valley. Our valley residents can live and work in peace and contentment here, and Achen has made an absolute contribution."
"Furthermore..." Zuo Qinglong, wearing Xuantian's appearance, glanced at Hua Qingcheng meaningfully, then continued, "The Young Valley Master's wife brought sweet potatoes, potatoes, high-quality rice and other high-yield crops to our valley. Don't underestimate these things. As the saying goes, food is the most important thing for the people. They may not be noticeable in times of peace and prosperity, but in times of war and famine, these things are absolutely life-saving treasures!"
"Not only grain, the Young Valley Master's wife also contributed blueprints for her inventions, such as threshers, wind cabinets, bellows, and hand-cranked wells. Under her guidance, many valley dwellers have personally experienced the wonders of these things. Although you, Han Shuying, have served as Valley Master for many years, you have never taken care of the affairs of the valley, so naturally you don't understand the value of these things."
"In short, Achen's appointment as the head of Xuanyi Valley is simply in line with public opinion, and he deserves the title!"
Zuo Qinglong rarely spoke so seriously, but he leisurely stroked Xuantian's smooth, graying beard, looking mysterious and profound, like a hermit. However, he was actually complaining madly in his heart.
This time-travel god is so unfair!
Why was it that, even though they were both 27 years old, Hua Qingcheng traveled through time and space as a 16-year-old young woman, surrounded by handsome men, with a spaceship? And yet, Zuo Qinglong was just a useless old man? He was even sent back 16 years to manage Hua Qingcheng's husband for 16 years?
Oh my God!
Oh, earth!
Come on, Thunder...
never mind!
The "Chosen Daughter" is a lucky person, and following her won't go wrong. It's better to cling to Hua Qingcheng's thighs! (Zuo Qinglong's final summary)
…
"Come here, expel Han Shuying from me! From now on, she, Han Shuying, is no longer a member of my Xuanyi Valley, and she will never set foot in my Xuanyi Valley again!"
"Yes, Great Elder!"
Zuo Qinglong raised his hand, and then disciples from Tongtian Taoist Temple came forward and sent Han Shuying, who was seriously injured by Yang Aoxue and Long Yitian, out of Xuanyi Valley.
After Han Shuying was thrown out of Youming Mountain, Zuo Qinglong, who was dressed as Xuantian, immediately changed the formation of Xuanyi Valley and re-set up the barrier to completely prevent Han Shuying from entering the valley without permission.
"Thank you so much for your help, Masters. I will now take my leave!" Hua Qingcheng respectfully bowed to Tian Mingyueqing and the other three.
"Xiao Chenchen, if you want to eat authentic barbecued pork buns, come back to Xuanyi Valley and Master's father will make them for you."
"Be nice to Xiao Chenchen!" Xuan Ming said to Hua Qingcheng, then looked at Han Yichen reluctantly, and then flew away.
"Don't be sad, it's not worth it!" Xuan Yue looked at Han Yichen reluctantly and disappeared underground.
"Little Chenchen, Fourth Master will always love you!" Xuanqing hugged Han Yichen, then left quickly using light skills, leaving behind only a red figure that gradually moved away.
"Second Master, Third Master, Fourth Master..." Looking at the figures of the masters leaving, Han Yichen's eyes were filled with tears and he was deeply moved.
"Come with me." Hua Qingcheng pulled Zuo Qinglong, who was still standing there with the appearance of Xuantian, aside.
"Slug, tell me the truth, what did you say to Chen? Why is he so obsessed with barbecued pork buns?"
Hua Qingcheng rubbed her chin and looked at Zuo Qinglong, who looked like a human being, over and over again.
"Well...it's getting late, Miss Hua, you should set off!"
Zuo Qinglong's eyes flickered, and he took two steps back, swallowing guiltily. His reaction caught Hua Qingcheng's eye, making her even more certain that this brat was extremely suspicious.
"Left-Green-Dragon!"
Hua Qingcheng curled the corners of her lips slightly, looked sinisterly at Zuo Qinglong, who was dressed like Xuantian, and squeezed her hands so hard that the joints crackled.
“That…that…”
"Hua Qingcheng, let's talk it over!"
Zuo Qinglong, who had been under the tyranny of Hua Qingcheng for a long time during his childhood, completely forgot that he was now a top master with superb martial arts skills, but was just instinctively afraid of Hua Qingcheng.
“Little Chenchen!!!”
Following Zuo Qinglong's exclamation, Han Yichen, who was in a daze, came back to his senses. He turned around suddenly and found that his little wife was sharpening a knife, as if she was going to beat his master.
"Xiao Qingcheng, what are you doing? The master is old and can't take a beating!" Han Yichen hurried forward and grabbed Hua Qingcheng's hand that was rubbing its hands in preparation for a fight.
"hehe……"
"Achen, you're worrying too much. How could I possibly beat up your Grandmaster? I just wanted to exchange a few moves with him, right? Grandmaster!"
"Yes, yes, that's right. It's just that I'm old now, and it's not appropriate for me to do anything. If I break a bone, it will be a big deal. Well... you guys are busy, I have something else to do in the temple, so I'll leave first."
After Zuo Qinglong finished speaking, he used his lightness skills to fly away quickly. His speed was even faster than Xuanming, Xuanyue and Xuanqing. How could he look like an eighty-year-old man at all?
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