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917. Chapter 917 The rain is about to come and the building is full of wind

"Ahem~" Hua Wuxin, who had been ignored, coughed twice in embarrassment, and said with a smile: "You entrusted Xiaoyi to my care, but this little guy kept clamoring for you, so I really couldn't resist and had to give him away.

Came over.

..Since it has been sent here, I~I will go back to Yunyao Island first. If you...if you suddenly want to come back and stay for a while, I can come back to pick you up at any time.

Uh~ Well, actually if you want me to stay with you, then I...hehe~" Hua Wuxin said incoherently, and in the end even she didn't know what she was talking about, so she had to pick her scalp and laugh awkwardly again

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"Are there fleas in Uncle Hua's hair? Xiaoyi can help you!" Xiaoyi saw Hua unintentionally picking at his scalp and couldn't help blinking his watery eyes and said sensibly.

Hua Wuxin: ".."

"Wuxin, thank you very much this time. I will not go back to Yunyao Island." Although he couldn't find the key points in Hua Wuxin's words after listening for a long time, Ling Muchao could still understand a few points.

Hua Wuxin lowered his eyes when he heard the words. There was a fleeting bitterness in his eyes, but he still smiled lightly, "I know you won't go back."

This sentence was said very quietly, as if he was just whispering subconsciously. Hua Wuxin took a deep breath, "Then take care of yourself. If you need me for anything, you should not forget this Yunyaosi."

After saying that, Hua Wuxin turned his wrist, and the Yunyao silk that had been left somewhere in the palace once again appeared in his hand, and he stepped forward and handed it to Ling Muchao.

"Goodbye!" Ling Muchao took Yunyao Si, but did not think about actually asking Hua Wuxin for help in the future.

In fact, Hua Wuxin also knew that with Ling Mulao's stubborn character and habit of independent support in everything, she would never need him again.

"Xuanyuan Moxie has been looking for you. He once hid you in my Yunyao Island so you were never discovered, but now you are different in Tianxuan." Hua Wuxin turned around and took two steps, then suddenly turned back to remind.

"Okay, I know!" Ling Mulao nodded.

"Then I'm leaving," Hua Wuxin smiled lightly, took two steps forward but turned back again, "If you are worried about Xuanyuan Moye finding you, I can stay by your side."

"No, I'm just Ling Mulao, not Murong Jing'er." Ling Mulao refused with the same indifferent expression.

"Oh~ that..." Hua Wuxin lowered her head in despair. She took a step up and just fell down, but once again she turned her head unbearably, opened her mouth and was about to speak.

"Uncle Hua, goodbye!" At this time, Xiaoyi waved his hand innocently and said goodbye to Hua Wuxin without any nostalgia.

Hua Wuxin's face suddenly darkened as dark as the bottom of a pot, and she cursed in her heart, no matter how long she raised this little kid for a year and a half, he was either his biological father or his godfather, yet he didn't even have the slightest attachment to him.

"Actually, I thought about it and haven't visited the mortal world for a long time. Taking advantage of the free time in the past few days, I can visit Tianxuan before leaving." Hua Wuxin finally found an excuse very confidently.

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But he heard Ling Ya say coldly: "When I left today, Ling Ya seemed to have heard the housekeeper come to report, saying that it was some Penglai fairy who invited you to reminisce about old times?"

".." Hua Wuxin suddenly had the urge to step forward and strangle the spirit duck to death.
Chapter completed!
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