Slightly melancholy.
"Liangliang, quickly thank Auntie, without Auntie, you will never be able to speak in this life, Auntie is your reborn parent in this life, called Auntie..."
Liangliang's mother and son cried for a while, and Liangliang's mother finally remembered her benefactor.
Liangliang also likes Huan Qingyan very much, this doctor with gentle eyes and calming eyes.
Shouted two words timidly, "A... aunt..."
Huan Qingyan encouraged him, "Liangliang is great, keep going!"
At this moment, the originally sunny weather suddenly sounded the rumbling muffled thunder.
Huan Qingyan was puzzled, went out and looked around, but found that the weather was still good, but there were dark clouds rolling somewhere, mixed with a huge roar, which could be heard from a long distance away.
Huan Qingyan looked at the dark sky, and an ominous premonition rose up.
It just so happened that it was almost time for the doctor to open the door, so he went in and said to everyone, "That's all for today's diagnosis and treatment, you all go back."
The folks didn't have any rashes, and they also understood the rules of showing their faces, so they went back without any embarrassment.
Huan Qingyan closed the door and came to the middle courtyard.
Jimo Ya was also looking at the dense and dark sky, thoughtful.
"Husband, this vision of heaven and earth seems a little abnormal, something happened?" Huan Qingyan was a little worried.
Jimo Ya hasn't looked back yet, "It may be triggered by the thunderous anger of some semi-sage, don't worry, there are also some semi-sages with violent personalities."
It is possible for the mad saint and the wine saint to protect their shortcomings, and for the other to be drunk and play crazy.
"Well, the power of the saints is so powerful." Having said that, Huan Qingyan was still a little uneasy.
It must be something trivial that caused the semi-saint to generate such anger.
No matter how unreliable the half saint is, he wouldn't lose his temper so easily.
What a big impact this will have, as long as it is a monk, it can sense the majestic coercion of the world.
The two of them lived in seclusion in such a remote place, and they both sensed it, let alone a place close to the center of the human race
Jimo Ya has lost his Dharma body, returned to his normal figure, and came before Huan Qingyan.
Gently hugging Huan Qingyan into her arms, "Xiaoyan, my husband has some good news for you."
"What?"
"My realm of Wang Lingshi has been stabilized. From today on, you come to practice, and I will open a shop?" Jimo Ya's mouth curled up with a gentle smile.
"Congratulations to my husband for officially consolidating the initial state of Wang Lingshi!! But, what kind of shop can you open? You don't know how to cook food, and you don't know how to treat people." Huan was pleasantly surprised.
"Yes, our Xiaoyan is not only a cooker, but also a doctor. She is very good! Well, my husband is not as good as you, so I will open a private school to teach the children in this nameless town. Bar."
"Hey! Don't take you to despise people like this! You are already a king spiritual master, and I am only a middle-level mysterious spiritual master."
Jimo Ya pulled Huan Qingyan into the room, "Come, come, it's not difficult, you can double practice with your husband a few times, or if you want to drink some blood, so you can advance quickly..."
Suspicious red appeared on Huan Qingyan's face, "It's broad daylight, Xiaobao may come back anytime."
"Don't worry about this kid, he knows how to wander outside all day long, and it doesn't matter if he comes back. A few formations can lock him out, enough for him to grind for an hour or two..."