Zhu Yingtian raised his eyebrows and felt secretly in his heart. Xuanzong was one of the ten major sects. On the surface, its strength was comparable to that of the Holy Academy, but in fact, it was much stronger than the Holy Academy.
They are a sect that lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests and devotes itself to cultivation. It has been passed down for hundreds of years, so it is natural that they have a profound foundation.
For such a sect, he, as the emperor, has to give three cents less.
"Oh, Elder Ran, today is the day when my goddaughter leads the elite of the Holy Academy to a triumphant victory. If you are not busy, you can also join in the fun."
"Of course." Ran Qi smiled and responded in a neither humble nor condescending manner.
"Coming!!"
At this moment, everyone shouted and saw a cargo ship appear on the sea in front of them. It was the cargo ship that Luo Xiaoman set out from.
Suddenly, everyone looked over, waiting for the ship to dock.
Luo Mushan looked at the expectant faces of everyone with a burning face, and felt sad in her heart. She never expected that her daughter, the former little devil in Baicheng, would be loved by so many people now.
"Hey, it seems like something fell from the boat."
"Ah! It's Elder Xiaoman!"
When the cargo ship sailed into the dock area, Luo Xiaoman saw the figures of the Luo family.
She hadn't seen him for many days, and she missed him so much that she couldn't wait to jump off the boat, stood on Dabai's back, and rushed over through the sea water.
At the same time, Mo Yuan followed closely behind.
Two figures, one red and one black, were galloping on the sea, very eye-catching.
"Hey, this little man, why don't you be so anxious?" Luo Qinghen curled his lips and said depressedly.
"Qinghen, if you could walk quickly on water, you would probably be in such a hurry, right?" Luo Qingyi squinted at him and said calmly.
Luo Qinghen was startled, then scratched his head in embarrassment, "Brother, do you think it's possible? I'm only at the third level of the elixir formation stage. If I want to walk fast on water, I must at least be at the Nascent Soul stage."
"Wait!" Suddenly, his eyes widened and he looked at Mo Yuan in shock, "When did this guy reach the Nascent Soul stage?"
Luo Qingyi shook his head helplessly. This younger brother's reaction was really more than half a beat too slow.
From the furnace of flames, when Mo Yuan fought against Qu Shang, he knew that this boy's strength had improved a lot. Otherwise, how could he dare to fight against Qu Shang's Nascent Soul stage, and finally defeated the opponent.
"Xiaoman!!" Luo Mushan couldn't help but move when he saw Luo Xiaoman running towards him, and immediately went to meet him. "My little ancestor misses me so much."
However, when he spread his hands and wanted to give Luo Xiaoman a hug, he passed by him directly.
"Mother, Xiaoman misses you so much!" Luo Xiaoman flew up from Dabai's body and rushed towards Xian'er.
Xian'er smiled slightly and hugged Luo Xiaoman into her arms. "Xiao Man, mother misses you so much. Look at you, you seem to have lost weight again after not seeing me for a few days."
Luo Mushan turned his head stiffly, his arms spread out and nowhere to be found in the air.
Wow, little ancestor, you make me so sad! Your father, I miss you too, but in the end, I am still closer to my mother!
He felt depressed and glanced at Mo Yuan aside.
Mo Yuan frowned, and then took a few more steps towards Luo Xiaoman.
Damn it!
You brat, you don’t think I’ll hug you, do you
dream!
Even if I hug a tree, I won’t hug you!
"Daddy!" Just when Luo Mushan was depressed, Luo Xiaoman ran back and threw himself into his arms.
Suddenly, Luo Mushan's inner depression disappeared.
(End of chapter)