Ah. "


    Gong xuanyue didn''t answer, but smiled lightly.


    He immediately got up and picked up the big wine gourd hated by the little guy from the table.


    He shook the little guy deliberately, smiled and asked, "do you allow me to drink now?"


    “……”


    Xiang Xing shook his head quickly and decisively.


    But a little confused.


    According to his temperament, it seems that it won''t be of any use if she doesn''t allow it


    Sure enough, the man said it was not the same. Without listening to her, he smiled and looked up like he wanted to drink.


    However, the next second, a sudden change!


    Xiang Xing saw that a drop of wine from the gourd fell on the man''s Fei thin lips——


    Outside the window, there was a sudden white light!


    Then came the terrible sound of "PIA! -"!


    The little guy was so frightened that he almost fell off the rattan chair.


    Be careful of the dirty thumping.


    What, what''s the situation??


    Really, is it possible?


    However, before she struggled to get up and go out to find out, there was a familiar scream outside


    "Mom!! how could it be a bolt from the blue?!... Which dog man is swearing?!"


    “……”


    Xiang Xing silently glanced at a dog man who couldn''t laugh, speechless.


    At that time, outside the bamboo house.


    Carrying a small firewood basket, the ducks and ducks who had just rushed back in a hurry were looking in horror at a towering huge tree in front of them that had been blackened by thunder.


    It took a while to recover.


    While shocked, he was subconsciously flustered and couldn''t help looking at the seemingly calm little bamboo house.


    No, it''s not because he came back late, so Xia Ling and her harem men''s group have begun to attack their little ancestors?!


    Thinking about it, the duck couldn''t help but throw down the firewood basket and run towards the bamboo house.


    "A Xing, you hold the duck!! I''ll save you!!..."


    He shouted loudly, rushed to the bamboo house and opened the bamboo door.


    The sight inside made him directly dull.


    In the bamboo house, Xiang Xing was just squatting in front of the windowsill, carefully and comfortably combing his beautiful golden red feathers.


    But his father, the teacher, did not know when he had returned. At that time, he was sitting at the eight immortals table... Drinking tea!


    His beloved wine gourd, unexpectedly, left his hand and was thrown on the shelf of the wine jar.


    Is this really Gong xuanyue


    The duck couldn''t help but rub his big eyes and confirm it again and again.


    ... it seems so.


    "... my good disciple, you came back in time?"


    Gong xuanyue glanced obliquely at the little fat boy at the door and smiled.


    "Ah?"


    Yaya was stunned.


    He thought that this guy was complaining about his "late rescue". He couldn''t help but bow his hands and lament, "the disciple is late. The teacher and master forgive me!"


    "Anyway, it''s late. It''s better to come back later..."


    The man muttered and glanced back at the little fat chirp by the window.


    He sighed faintly in his heart.


    Alas~


    This despairing disciple made him release his illusion ahead of time.


    He still has a lot to do!


    Maybe next time.


    There will always be times when no one bothers.


    ……


    At that time, it was far away at the southernmost end of the mainland, at the junction of gods and demons.


    Xia Ling stood on the edge of the cliff with a small face and a chest in her arms.