As soon as she turned around, the skirt winding on the ground rotated along the way, spreading layer by layer like lotus leaves, with red light and dazzling.

The smile on Yue Qingqing's pink lips never dissipated. Her eyes jumped over the indignant people one by one. The originally noisy scene became quiet for some reason.

"By the way, why do people in this world love to take on the role of the match?"

The gentle sound like flowing water slowly swept away, like floating dandelions, caressing everyone's ears, numb but inexplicably delighted.

Yue paused slightly, her dark eyes flashed, and her smile was full: "I really don't understand. Why is my mother and I discuss the shape of the clouds? Why is it related to your weapon refining alliance?"

Several black lines fell on everyone's foreheads. Girl, are you sure what shapes of clouds can be seen in this dark sky?

"Look, mom, the bear and the clown have changed their faces!" Yue Xiaoxuan pointed his finger in the direction where the ancestors and Xuan Wuxin were, and the two in the air turned darker.

He was clearly looking up at the image of a god-exiled person who looked down on all living beings. After the two mothers and sons had a fuss, they fell from the clouds and turned into a huge joke.

Seeing the different gazes below, they wanted to get down from mid-air immediately.

The ancestor of the weapon refining alliance kept irritating his anger, but if he just came down from mid-air like this, this shame would definitely accompany him for the rest of his life.

What's even more hateful is that he can't speak to refute it, otherwise wouldn't he be able to agree with the saying of taking the lead?

He kept winking at the people of the weapon refining alliance, but when faced with this mother and son, who in the world could get a good deal of his words?

"Haha, I pointed at someone's nose, and I was even quibbling about the shape of the clouds. It was like talking lies with my eyes open!"

Suddenly, a sound rang out, breaking the brief tranquility.

Everyone's eyes turned, and when they saw Xuan Wuqing hidden in the crowd, they looked calm. Although this woman was quite beautiful, she became average when she saw Yue Qingqing's shocking appearance.

When Xuan Wuqing saw this, he couldn't help but clenched his fists. Where did she go in the past? Which man wouldn't be shocked and be obsessed with her eyes when he saw her appearance?

But now it is so quiet.

Xuan Wuqing's gentle jealousy for Yue deepened again.

"Hey, old lady, what a coincidence, why are you here too?" Yue Xiaoxuan's agile eyes were flowing, and the milk treasure, which was originally like a fairy child, added a little more spiritual energy at this time.

Seeing that Xuan Wuqing was not talking, Yue Xiaoxuan couldn't help but pouted, pulled Yue's light sleeve and said, "Mom, the old lady is still as rude as before!"

The people around you couldn't help but feel speechless. When you call an old lady to a beautiful girl, they will respond to you and have a ghost.

Yue Qingqing raised her eyebrows and chuckled, "Xiao Xuan, you are too much... How can you expect a poor person who has a child but no parent to raise her? What is politeness?"

Yue Xiaoxuan looked at Xuan Wuxin in the air, then looked at Xuan Wuqing in front of him, and suddenly realized: "No wonder Sister Wuxin is more polite than the old lady. It turns out that it is because Sister Wuxin has been raised by her parents since childhood! Poor old lady..."
Chapter completed!