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Chapter Eleven Gathering

Tian Ling'er had never seen such a happy father.

Although my father loved him very much, he was always serious and practiced behind closed doors. When he was a child, he cried because he was too fierce to him.

In Tian Ling'er's heart, only her mother can make him feel a little happy.

Tian Ling'er felt a little dazed. Looking at Tian Buyi's face, which was full of pleated smiles, she felt a little unreal.

How could Tian Buyi understand the excitement in his heart? How could a little girl who is only twelve or thirteen years old understand?

He pulled Qin Mu's sleeve, as if he didn't believe it, stared at Qin Mu again and again, with his small eyes blinked, and then blinked again, and the corners of his mouth sagged, like a child, looking a little aggrieved.

Su Ru next to her couldn't see it, so she gently tapped Tian Buyi's back of the head and said to Qin Mu apologetically: "This is the junior brother, Buyi is like this on weekdays, and he laughed."

Qin Mu looked at the gentle woman in front of him and felt a little warm. Su Ru and him were almost at the same time under Qingyun. They were also talented. Their reputation in their early years was better than him. In addition, they were soft on the outside and strong on the inside. They were also very beautiful and good at Tian Buyi. They were really lucky.

After all, Tian Buyi was the first person for many years. No matter how excited he was, he came to his senses after adjusting for three or five breaths. When he saw his little daughter looking at him with curiosity, he glared at him habitually, but his little daughter had a grimace. Over the years, his nature of being so fierce and cowardly on the outside was clearly seen by this clever ghost.

At this time, Tian Buyi had the intention to look at the two Qin Mu brought. One looked arrogant and a little majestic. Even though he was dressed as a farmer, it could not cover up his talent. The other was a little silly. He stood in front of the hall and was a little timid. He couldn't help but ask Qin Mu with some confusion: "Bu Mu, who are these two children?"

Qin Mu looked at the two men in the hall and said helplessly: "I passed by Caomiao Village, Shanxiaxia, the day before yesterday, and met a demon. He was actually making trouble at the foot of Qingyun Mountain. He frightened him back and was entangled by these two boys. One of them was called Lin Jingyu and the other was called Zhang Xiaofan. They were all very outstanding. I am a lazy person, so I will bring it to my senior brother for your inspection to see if you have the intention to take it back to the Dazhu Peak."

Tian Buyi was also a little surprised. He knew this junior brother. Although he was very close to the senior brothers of Dazhufeng, he never wanted to deal with these chores. However, he really trusted Qin Mu in his heart. Lin Jingyu's talent was really outstanding at a glance. He pondered for a moment and ordered Song Daren beside him to take him out to settle him. Yan Dao's head came to report in two days, and then he accepted them into the door.

Everyone else retreated, and only Tian Buyi's family and Qin Mu were left in the hall. Tian Buyi waved and hugged Tian Ling'er and said to Qin Mu, "You must have seen Nei Zi Bumu. I, a naughty little girl, have you never seen you, my uncle?"

When Tian Ling'er heard this, Qiao Sheng stepped forward and gave a big gift. Jiaojiao shouted crisply: "I have met uncle!" She raised her head again and looked at Qin Mu, as if she was extremely curious.

Qin Mu nodded, smiled slightly, and was about to speak.

Then the little girl who was just dignified and virtuous began to murmur softly: "Mom said that there will be gifts when she sees her elders. Why is the uncle who is not at all touched?"

She spoke very quietly, but who was in the hall? There was a silence between the same person.

A burst of laughter came from Shoujing Hall from afar, and the disciples of Dazhu Peak were all looking around curiously.

Qin Mu pondered for a moment, his cuffs spread out and a beautiful little sword fell into his hands. He saw that it was only two feet long and the sword body was light, like a delicate decoration.

What is even more surprising is that the sword seems to be made of crystal, crystal clear, and only the colorful light that flashes from time to time shows the extraordinaryness of this sword.

Before Qin Mu could speak, Tian Buyi's expression changed drastically and he hurriedly said, "Young daughter is naughty, why don't you take it seriously if you don't?"

Qin Mu summoned Tian Ling'er, leaned over and tied the small sword around her waist, looked at Tian Buyi, and said, "Senior brother, why should you be with me heretics? It's just a toy made in your spare time, so what's there?"

Tian Ling'er held the small sword tightly with her little hands, obviously she liked it very much.

After all, Su Ru did not go deep into the wilderness with Qin Mu and others, and did not know the origin of the sword.

However, Qin Mu used the power of Yuan Magnetic to break through all the magic weapons of the Demon Sect and caused the aurora to fall. This scene was so profound in Tian Buyi's heart. As soon as the sword was taken out, Tian Buyi felt a familiar feeling.

This sword was indeed made by Qin Mu using the power of Yuan magnetic to absorb the aurora. It can be said that it is a rare treasure in the world of Zhuxian. It not only has a natural restraint power over the five elements magic weapons, but also inherits the speed of the aurora. However, in terms of escape skills, it can be said that it is one of the top ones in this Qingyun Sect.

After hearing Tian Buyi explain to her softly, Su Ru was much more free and easy than him and said, "My junior brother is kind, my husband and I have taken it. I will go and clean your residence. I don't know where you want to place it?"

Dazhu Peak is sparsely populated and has many courtyards, so Su Ru asked this question.

Qin Mu pondered for a while, raised his eyes and said to Tian Buyi: "Senior Brother, I want to go see Master."

Tian Buyi heard this and his smile gradually calmed down and said sadly: "My master was already a little injured in the war that day, and later he worked hard for the funeral of all the elders. When Senior Brother Wan and I came back, Master immediately pleated on your bad news. He hurriedly passed away after two or three years of lingering in his bed."

Qin Mu said nothing for a long time, and after a long time, he said, "Master is buried in the Ancestor Hall now?"

As soon as his voice came out, he scared himself, not knowing that his voice would be so hoarse and harsh.

Tian Buyi shook his head and said, "Even before he passed away, Master has always thought that you would return. He told us to bury him in a quiet place in the black-joint bamboo forest in the back mountain, not far from the hut before you."

Qin Mu seemed to have something pressed on his chest, which was heavy, but he bowed to Tian Buyi. A stream of light cut out from Shoujingtang and headed straight for the back mountain.

The ancient bamboo is deep, an inconspicuous grave, standing quietly in the back mountain, with the tombstone looking out to the northwest, looking forward to what you are looking forward to and waiting for.

The return has returned, but the lingering sound has not yet come true.

In the evening, Qingyun Mountain was covered with a thick layer of sunset. The afterglow of the sun hit Qin Mu. In the mountains, the distant wind suddenly came to mind.
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