581. Chapter 581 Sleepwalking


Chapter 581 Sleepwalking

Hu Qing sincerely asked for instructions on how Huang Jiaoer wanted to be arranged.

Huang Jiaoer casually replied that she would follow her. How could she, the number one person in the world of Hu Qing, live without her as a loser? At worst, if a man wants her someday, he can just hand her over.

Huang Jiao'er didn't care at all and was not hypocritical at all, but Hu Qingsheng was so angry that his ribs hurt.

It feels like I have several knots.

Hu Nuan took a look and quickly took over: "My mother means that only if you have the ability to support yourself can we make arrangements."

Huang Jiaoer was really at a loss: "I have always been supported by others. "

I——

Hu patted the table: " What's your cultivation level now?"

Huang Jiao'er was even more confused: "I don't know. Anyway, those men collected a lot of food and drink to improve their cultivation level. Now -" she took out a side. Looking carefully in the small mirror, "Well, she is still very beautiful. She must have a very high level of cultivation."

Everyone: "."

Hu Nuan pulled Hu Qing's hand under the table to prevent her from running away, and leaned forward curiously towards Huang Jiao'er: "How many thunder tribulations have you experienced?"

Huang Jiaoer: "Not once."

Shocked!

You can’t just be a small Qi refiner.

Huang Jiao'er said: "Thunder tribulation will ruin your appearance, and I don't want it."

Hu Qing wanted to open her head to see what was inside.

Tang Yuzi volunteered: "I will check her."

Huang Jiao'er: "Is this an excuse to get close to me?"

Tang Yuzi's face was blank and he said Xuan Yao : "You go."

Xuan Yao didn't want to either. Of course this job was for Hu Nuan.

Hu Nuan pinched Huang Jiao'er's wrist and felt confused: "The spiritual power in her body is full and pure. But - she has no cultivation. She is like a vase filled with spiritual power."

What kind of description is this? Hu Qing glared at her and hurriedly looked at Huang Jiao'er's expression.

Huang Jiaoer agreed: "I am indeed the most blessed vase."

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Huang Jiao'er retracted her wrist and said, "I tried to practice hard, but it didn't work. I can't learn those skills and mental skills at all, let alone swordsmanship and whip skills. In the past, those men also treated me sincerely. She taught me very seriously, but I really can’t learn it.”

She said: “On the contrary, I can’t learn the things that can make me more beautiful. Once you learn it, you will never forget it and you can understand it thoroughly."

Hu Qing said: "So what did you learn?"

Huang Jiao'er said matter-of-factly: "Your skin is like fat and your eyes are like autumn water. Smiling and weak, Liu Fufeng’s fingers are like peeling onions——”

“Stop, stop, stop.”

Huang Jiaoer nodded heavily: "Of course, I also practice soft body skills, which are rare beauty and beauty techniques-"

Hu Qing covered her mouth: "These are not popular in the martial arts world. . Do you have any skills that can support yourself?”

Huang Jiaoer is worried that she has never supported herself.

“Ah, I remembered, I can make incense.” Her eyes lit up and she was very interested. “I have a book on incense, which is very special. When I first got it, I made it according to it. That’s it. But later, She shook her hands and said, "No one wants me to do anything, so I put it aside."

Hu Qing looked at her appearance of not caring about the sufferings of the world, and this face that was unrivaled in the world, except for her teeth. You can't hate it if you are itchy. Who makes parents look beautiful?

"The ugly words are ahead. You let me settle you, and you have to support yourself."

Huang Jiaoer nodded confidently: "Okay, I'll set up a stall."

Hu Qing choked. Just because of your face, stop by the roadside and ask for whatever you want.

Hu Nuan said: "Mom, don't worry about it. She is such an adult and knows what she knows."

I can't see Hu Qing worrying about an outsider.

Hu Qing: "Okay, I'll ask the sect to see where it's appropriate to put you." Huang Jiao'er blinked and asked her, "Shuangyang sect is very powerful, right? I won't give it away to anyone who wants it, right?" br>


Hu Qing: "You are the one I brought back Whoever comes here dares to ask me first."

Huang Jiaoer smiled: "That man from Shuangyang Sect——"

Hu Qing: "Stop it. You are more charming, rabbits don’t eat grass on the edge of their nests.”

Huang Jiaoer was in a good mood and clapped her hands: "I'm tired of living a homeless life. Just let me rest for a hundred years, and if someone comes to rob me again, you can hand me over happily."

These words , because he has no confidence in her.

People have confidence in themselves: "How can I be mediocre and inactive with a face that can compete with the sun and the moon."

Hu Qing: "As long as you are happy."< br>
Hu Nuan said with a tigerish face: "You brag about your good looks everywhere, and you are not afraid of being jealous and assassinated? There are many poisons in the fairy world that can disfigure a person."

Huang Jiaoer smiled and said nothing.

Hu Qing glanced at her. This person probably encountered this kind of thing frequently. Either she was solved by the people around her, or she had the means to protect herself. She won't underestimate her anyway. Even if she has no ability, she is definitely someone protected by God.

Well, it’s the most beautiful vase made by God himself.

Hu Qing filed the case with Yang Tianxiao on her mobile phone about Huang Jiao'er. Yang Tianxiao asked her to rest first and go to him to review the case tomorrow.

Alas, I still can’t escape this scolding. She didn't even know what she had done wrong.

That night the whole family went to bed separately. There were many empty rooms, so Huang Jiaoer chose the best one, took a flower petal bath, and rested without any worries.

Hu Qing slept sprawled out on his big bed, with the quilt kicked aside.

In the middle of the night, she suddenly sat up slowly, got out of bed slowly, went to the door, opened it, and walked out slowly.

Hu Nuan next door vaguely heard the movement, turned over, and murmured a few words very tiredly. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and ran to the next door. Where is the person?

Chase him out immediately.

"Xuan Yao, Yuzi, come out quickly."

Hu Nuan ran out in a hurry. He looked back several times but didn't see the two of them coming out. He uttered an ouch and had to catch up by himself.

Pu Lingling, Hu Jingjing caught up: "Sister, sister?"

Hu Nuan: "Looking for our mother."

The two quickly caught up with Hu Qing, and she left It's not fast. eyes closed.

"Mom——"

Hu Nuan pulled Hu Jingjing down, pinched her mouth, and whispered: "Our mother is sleepwalking. People who are sleepwalking cannot interrupt her."

Hu Jingjing's eyes Come on, I've never seen my mother sleepwalking before.

Hu Nuan hugged Hu Jingjing and followed carefully. Fortunately, Hu Qing walked steadily with her eyes closed. She didn't know where she was going.

Walking to the east, the sky was about to be bright, and Hu Qing stopped on a cliff with a height of ten thousand feet. Below, the waves crashed on the shore and rolled up thousands of layers of snow. If a person fell, no matter how strong the warrior immortal was, he would be smashed into meat cakes. Bar.

The hazy blue light shone on Hu Qing's body, and her toes were only one foot away from the edge.

Hu Nuan was frightened and stared at Hu Qing's feet, wondering if he should rush forward and hug him.

Hu Jingjing pinched the little bird's throat and said in a breathy voice: "Sister-mom-cry-la-"

Hu Nuan was startled and looked up. From the back side, she happened to see a little watermark appear on Hu Qing's cheek.

What's going on?

Her strongest mother actually cried?

Could it be—possessed by a ghost? !

Hu Nuan became solemn and made Buddha seals with his hands. A faint golden light circled from the front of Hu Qing and enveloped him. The golden light was peaceful and there was no evil at work.

At this moment, Hu Qing sat down, his calves just hanging in the air, facing the east, crying.

Tomorrow is a day off, my dears, we’ll see you the day after tomorrow.

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