My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 426 Be Careful Bailu Kiss You
Mr. Hu has been a little troubled recently.

As a result, Wanbao Pavilion was temporarily closed, and some trivial matters were handed over to subordinates without any further involvement.

The teacup was gently put down. Mr. Hu San glanced at the room in the attic from the corner of his eye and finally sighed softly.

At this time in the past, I should have been urging Bai Lu to practice. If I just took a closer look, I would definitely catch my daughter slacking off.

But now he didn't do that.

For more than half a month, my precious daughter has not had any appetite, and she keeps the door closed and covers herself with the quilt, refusing to speak to anyone.

But I am very sad.

As for it?
Uncle Hu muttered, but finally lowered his eyes slightly, and a trace of reminiscence flashed in his old eyes.

As for.

He was the same in the past.

He left Qingqiu many years ago and said goodbye to his wife.

Of course, this is a nice way of saying it, farewell.

To put it bluntly, Mr. Hu Sanye himself once faced the crisis of a broken relationship.

Was it because of different ideas? Was it because of blood relationship? Was it because of other people's gossip? Was it because he couldn't stand her controlling him?

Was it the frustration of practicing all the way to become a well-known "prodigy" at the time, but finally finding out that he could not catch up with the royal bloodline no matter what?

But speaking of it, no relationship is ever smooth sailing. Quarrels and arguments are the norm. Why get angry at that time?

There is no point in thinking about these things now, after all, Qingqiu is gone.

She is gone too.

Even the royal bloodline fell apart, and upon inquiry, no one knew where the daughter had gone.

This made Mr. Hu San, who had left Qingqiu alone as a fox, wanting to make a name for himself and return to her in glory, suddenly have no reason to go back.

"Am I being too harsh? Shouldn't I have banned Bai Lu's royal bloodline?"

"But the middle three realms are not like the lower three realms. A life-saving method of resurrection requires two or even three fox tails..."

"And it is said that the kid was swallowed by a weird thing. There is no way to save him even if we want to."

"It's a pity."

Mr. Hu San asked himself questions and answered them for a while, and finally came to the most correct conclusion.

He is a father.

"No matter how pitiful that kid is, I only care about my daughter. If I waste him again, he will never make any progress in this life."

Mr. Hu was minding his own business and became angry as he spoke.

At this moment, he stood up from the chair, put his hands behind his back and said angrily.

"It's all that kid's fault. I sent so many precious medicines to him in vain."

"Besides, why can't my daughter be like me? Why does she have to have the same taste in choosing a man as I do? Both father and daughter are blind. They chose a short-lived guy."

There were footsteps and light voices.

"Not really."

No breath.

The other person was approaching me, but I didn't notice it at all.

The moment the voice came, Mr. Hu San reacted almost subconsciously. He flicked his sleeves suddenly and aura rippled out.

"who!"

The surging energy stopped at this moment, and then slowly moved with the man's palm, constantly gathering and finally being held in his palm.

The cuffs fluttered.

The energy then dissipated.

Ye Wuyou looked ahead with confusion in his eyes.

He suddenly wanted to take back what he had said.

Maybe my father-in-law's eyesight is really not very good.

"You...you." There was surprise in Mr. Hu's eyes at this moment. His gaze fell on Ye Wuyou, his heart full of disbelief.

There has been no news about this kid for such a long time that I thought he was dead. How come he is standing in front of me now?

The key point is, isn't he in Da Yan Qing Qiu? How did he come here without making any noise across the endless distance?
But then he finally realized something and looked at Ye Wuyou.

"You are in the sixth realm?"

Ye Wuyou nodded at first, but then seemed to think of something.

But he took a step ahead and spoke in a serious tone.

"I have overcome my inner demons."

Mr. Hu paused, his eyes somewhat puzzled.

"Oh, I didn't say anything..."

Ye Wuyou was silent.

I seem to be a little bit Ptsd.

That's it.

Ye Wuyou felt something in his heart at this moment. He raised his eyes slightly and looked towards the attic above.

"I want to see Bai Lu."

He said this.

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The mottled sunlight shines through the narrow window lattices and falls sparsely into the attic.

The room is not big but very clean. The decoration is not luxurious. Even in this Wanbao Pavilion, there is not much atmosphere of wealth.

There was only a table, a bed, a cabinet and a futon. On the bed, a little fox as white as snow was curled up quietly, with its head resting on its fluffy tail.

The pure white fur glowed faintly in the dim light, rising and falling with his breathing, but he was sleeping soundly.

Ye Wuyou stood quietly in front of the bed.

Even now Mr. Hu San can't detect Ye Wuyou's trace, and the same goes for Bai Lu.

At this moment, he had not noticed Ye Wuyou's arrival at all.

His eyes swept across the tear marks on the pillowcase. Ye Wuyou was silent for a moment. He did not say anything, but turned around gently and sat on a chair at the table beside him.

He had almost rebuilt his flesh and blood, and the jade token on his chest had been destroyed. Faced with the news, he naturally could not make any response.

The white fox seemed to have sensed something. It moved its ears slightly but did not open its eyes.

Ye Wuyou didn't care, but sat at the table, facing the warm sunshine, his eyes calm, but with a hint of thought in them.

The narrator hasn't spoken for a long time.

There is something strange about this.

Ye Wuyou tried to shout in his heart.

But still no response.

His fingertips tapped the tabletop, but in the end it was clear that the question was not going to lead to anything.

So is there something wrong with me?
The moment this thought came to his mind, Ye Wuyou burst out laughing.

How could there be something wrong with me?

Now that he has overcome his inner demons, his thoughts have never been so clear. Even if surrounded by powerful enemies, Ye Wuyou can look at everything calmly.

Be it the narration or the inner demon tribulation, Ye Wuyou has more important things to deal with at the moment.

He reached out and dug inside the ghost.

He held a small booklet in his hand, which recorded his journey.

Ye Wuyou would record what happened to ensure that he would not forget it.

The erosion of [forgetfulness] is bound to exist, but I have never noticed what I have forgotten.

After flipping through it several times, Ye Wuyou's brows unconsciously frowned slightly.

"Is this how I killed Xu Qingyuan... He went back to the past, but I am a ghost?"

"I do remember the Man in the Mirror, but there were two strange things in the underground palace. They were swallowed by the little monk. I forgot what the strange thing was. I have never seen that guy show it..."

"Besides that, Luo He..."

Ye Wuyou mainly wanted to look through his own records about Luo River.

He wanted to understand Luo River.

The Luo River is indeed strange. The practitioners who have reached the third realm or above within it can still have their spirit, soul, and body remaining.

According to Pulao, the Luo River is a river that has existed since the last era and is an existing paradise.

What Pulao did was to use the Luo River as a starting point to reawaken the spirituality of the Luo River and transform the entire land of Dayan.

Ye Wuyou didn't know what it would look like, and he didn't dare to jump to conclusion.

Since the narrator didn't say anything, Ye Wuyou could only speculate based on his past experiences.

I did step into the Luo River at that time.

But Ye Wuyou has almost forgotten what he experienced.

I only remember standing next to Lu Qingshan’s senior sister and looking at the emperor’s uncle for the whole afternoon.

I still remember the contents of the story about the Emperor's Uncle, but I can't remember the rest.

It's a pure love book anyway.

Hiss, why am I thinking about these things and can’t remember anything else?

After Ye Wuyou stepped into the Sixth Realm, he felt a headache for the first time.

The only sound in the quiet room was the sound of pages turning gently.

Luo River, Luo River...

The page recording Luo River was finally turned.

A smile appeared in the corner of Ye Wuyou's eyes, and then he looked at his past records.

What caught my eye was my previous handwriting.

[I stepped into the Luo River, hoping to comprehend the Dharma from it and find an opportunity to step into the Four Realms...]

[But when we first entered Luo River, something strange happened. This must be recorded.]

[A figure similar to me but thinner appeared in front of me, leaving only a strange sentence]

[Be careful...Bai...Lu...kiss...you]

There are two completely different feelings when a sentence is kept in mind all the time and when it is suddenly remembered after a long time.

Ye Wuyou's gaze paused slightly, his brows furrowed, but he gently closed his eyes.

He immersed himself in thought, and recalled carefully based on his past records.

Broken memories emerged in Ye Wuyou's mind.

Ye Wuyou seemed to be immersed in the scene, as if he had returned to the time when he first entered Luo River.

There were footsteps behind me.

At this moment, there is a fragrant breeze blowing in the quiet room.

Ye Wuyou suddenly opened his eyes.

But he was met with trembling and passionate lips.

(End of this chapter)