However, it was very vivid. The mother and daughter didn't exchange more than a few words, but the mother's gaze towards her was filled with tender and ardent love.
Wu Shu, who had been glaring at Song Chaoxuan through gritted teeth, paused for a moment, then looked up and smiled at her eldest daughter, "Mother will come back later, you guys have fun first."
He then turned to Song Chaoxuan, his face turning cold as he snorted, "You, come with me."
He turned his face away, looking as fierce as if he wanted to devour someone.
Song Tingwan raised an eyebrow at her father, "You'd better take care of yourself, Dad."
Song Chaoxuan, who had fallen behind, sighed, shrugged at his eldest daughter, resignedly turned around and followed, preparing to face his wife's wrath.
After her father turned away, Song Tingwan covered her mouth to hide her forced laughter.
Even her gentle and powerful father had a day when he was helpless and had to smile and surrender.
Seeing her smirking, Shen Zhuochuan poured her some spiritual tea, saying, "I didn't expect Auntie to have such an interesting personality."
The Song family has two daughters, one resembling their father and the other their mother.
"You didn't expect that, did you? I didn't expect it either."
As soon as Song Tingwan sat back down, Qin Xi handed her and Shen Zhuochuan their weapons.
"Both of yours are fixed!"
As Qin Xi spoke, she secretly glanced at the two men's expressions. Only after seeing their surprised and satisfied looks did she happily withdraw her hand.
"Our Master Qin Yuanyuan truly deserves to be called the best in the world."
Seeing Jinghong's eagerness to be praised, Song Tingwan smiled and took her arm.
The green and gold-edged ribbons fluttered, and the gold-decorated ends of the ribbons brushed against Qin Xi's palm, as if they were also happily echoing their master's praise.
Shen Zhuochuan stood up and casually poked twice before stopping, saying, "Thank you, Master Qin, the best in the world."
Baili Xijiang fiddled with his alchemy furnace, grinning and saying, "Thank you, Master Qin Yuanyuan, my beloved cauldron is back."
Qin Xi waved his hand modestly, "Keep it down, keep it down."
But the upturned corners of her lips couldn't be hidden no matter what.
The four sat together chatting, occasionally glancing at A Yao and A Ji, who were having a passionate encounter.
They were really playing hard.
Sword energy and firelight intertwined, as if dancing together in the flames.
Every move he makes is deadly.
The two fought as if they didn't care about their lives.
Song Siyao suppressed his cultivation level to the same level as him, while Wan Qiji was empowered by a new divine artifact. The two fought fiercely, seemingly trying to make up for the sparring they had missed recently.
From fierce attacks to a more measured approach.
Finally, they stopped, panting heavily, in perfect unison.
Song Siyao sheathed his sword, his eyes brightening slightly, still excited.
"I thought you would regress without your knife."
Wan Qiji picked up the new giant sword, panting heavily as he carefully wiped the dust off the blade. "Worried about falling too far behind you, I haven't dared to rest for a single day. If I run out of swords, I'll use tree branches or wooden swords."
He spoke earnestly, and Song Siyao smiled and met his gaze again.
There are no more rivals between us in this world.
Ascend to heaven, and the realm of gods will be filled with them.
A sharp light flashed in her eyes.
Excitement and a sense of belligerence.
Wanqiji nodded solemnly, "Let's join hands and, just like when we stormed the Demon Realm, conquer the God Realm for Wan'er."
Song Siyao smiled at him and replied with an "okay".
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