I Have Four Dads After Transmigrating in a Novel

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, after the fastest update, I have four new chapters from my father!Chapter 189:

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Qi Yanshu sighed, and walked forward a few steps until the distance between him and Jiang Mian was no more than half a foot. He looked down at her and whispered, "Jiang'er."

Jiang Mian shook her whole body and her nose became sore. She blinked and grabbed Qi Yanshu's hand, almost incoherently saying: "When did you come? Where is the original Uncle Qi? Is it in the forbidden area? You are not. Already... why..."

She didn't even know that at this moment, her eyes were flushed.

"I am Qi Yanshu." His gaze flicked over Jiang Mian's face, and then moved a half inch away. "I came to this world after death, and being born as Qi Yanshu is equal to rebirth. There is no memory of the matter, until in the forbidden area, the memory is fully recovered."

In other words, like her, Master walked through the book world after death, but unlike her, she walked halfway through, while Master walked through as a baby.

If he doesn't restore his memory, he is just a simple Qi Yan book.

Did she restore the memory because of her?

Regardless of the reason, it is a joy for Master to use another method to survive.

She stared at Qi Yanshu in a daze. It was for her that the master was murdered by the enemy. Even if she later avenged her, this matter was still her regret.

Now according to what Master said, after he fell, he was reborn in this world immediately, and his life continued in another way.

Suddenly, I was very lucky.

"Master, it's great for you to be alive." I couldn't help it anymore, tears burst into my eyes.

Qi Yanshu raised the other hand that was not grasped by Jiang Mian, and gently wiped her tears with his fingertips: "Don't cry, it's me who is not good, it scares you."

As soon as she said the words, Jiang Mian cried more fiercely. She shook her head vigorously, clutched his hand tightly, and said in a choked voice, "I'm crying with joy, I'm not scared."

She sniffed her nose and showed off in her voice: "Master, do you know that I finally reached the Mahayana stage and soared just one step away. At that time, I thought that if I entered the fairy world, I might find a way to revive you. ."

"There's still more." She was like a child, "The bastard who conspired against you, I later killed him in the man-eating sand, and no clone was left."

The bastard who conspired against the master is a high-level monk, and his method of becoming famous is to be unkillable-he has a very powerful and evil technique that can cultivate a clone.As long as there is a clone alive, he cannot be completely annihilated.

"When he died, he was very unwilling. He regretted that he didn't cut the weeds and roots in the secret world and killed me together." These memories have been suppressed by her deep in the memory, but now they are turned out, without the anger at the time, but a faint rise. pride.

She was seriously injured and became a mortal for five years. After regaining her cultivation, she made a breakthrough, but there was still a big gap between her and that bastard.

But she still won.

In the battle in the man-eating sand, although she succeeded in avenging her master, she also lost half of her life and was seriously injured. But there were wolves staring at the periphery, trying to take advantage of her illness to kill her.

In the end she died and survived.

It is for this reason that she dislikes wolves.

Because she reported her revenge to her master, she practiced faster than before without worry, but she reached the Mahayana in ten years, and saw the ascension soon, the demons attacked, and then came to this world.

Staring at the girl's white cheeks, Qi Yanshu closed his eyes and covered up all his emotions.

Restrained and restrained, in the end, he couldn't hold back, he held the girl tightly in his arms and stroked her back.

He didn't speak, he saw all the blood and tears in his eyes, but he couldn't participate in it, and couldn't speak.

"Jiang Er, forget the past, this world is the life you deserve." His gentle voice smoothed out the grievances and fears she unknowingly revealed from the world of Xiu Xian.

In the year he died, she was only in Nascent Age, under twenty, and still a child. Under his protection, she knew nothing but cultivation.

The genius monks in the world of cultivating immortals, if they are not protected by powerful elders, are very easy to fall-what some people like to do is intercept and kill geniuses.

Without his blessing, her growth path can be imagined how difficult.

It's not that I haven't been afraid and wronged, but these emotions are useless even if I have them. The only thing I can do is to keep moving forward, practice hard, and become stronger and stronger.

Only the strong are qualified to speak, and only the strong can no longer be easily afraid, let alone wronged.

...

Jiang Mian was a little embarrassed and wiped his eyes. He withdrew from Qi Yanshu's arms and saw a large moist area on his chest. Is Princess Bomi possessed?

She has forgotten when she cried so fiercely last time.

Jiang Mian raised his head carefully, met Qi Yanshu's smiling eyes, sniffed, pointed to the coffee table next to him, and said dullly, "Master, paper."

In the past, facing Qi Yanshu, even if he knew that he treated himself unconditionally, there was always a sense of distance.

Even though she had made up her mind to treat Qi Yanshu as her father this time, it was still different after all. There was an unspeakable feeling of awkwardness.

Now that he knew he was the master, those distances and awkwardness disappeared instantly, and the corners of his mouth rose involuntarily when he thought that he was the master.

She seems to be lucky recently: Master Tian came back safely, and the one who always wanted to be her father was Master.

Qi Yanshu took out the tissue and handed it to Jiang Mian, staring at her tenderly, watching her change from a shallow smile to a grin, wishing to jump a few steps on the spot, couldn’t help feeling distressed, and a touch of relief flashed across his eyes. .

She loves to laugh a lot now, which is a good thing.

Because he has been practicing swordsmanship for a long time, his temperament is relatively dull because of the influence of the exercises, so that Jiang Mian follows him, and under his influence, he doesn't like to laugh much.

The important thing is that he can detect that she is afraid of him.When I see him, I give him a timid look, and then quickly look away.

——At that time, Jiang Mian went through, for fear that someone would find that Xiao Jiang Mian was seized by her carp, and it was the first time she was a human being, and she was careful every day.

She was especially afraid that this master would hear the legend about Qingyi Daojun every day, saying how powerful he was, and she was disturbed by her heart.

At that time, every time I met with the master, she was holding a cold sweat.

It took a while to find out that she didn't need to be like this, because Master often retreats for practice, and it's common not to see each other for a few months.

Even if they met, the two masters and apprentices, apart from teaching and learning, had no other exchanges.

——That was when Qing Yi Daojun realized that she was afraid of herself, worried that she would scare her by talking more, and made her even more afraid of herself.He also didn't know how to get along with the little disciple, after thinking about it, it was better to just teach.

At that time, people from the sect often talked privately, saying that they were the least like master and disciple.

Until the rules of the sect-that the disciples after the foundation must go out to practice, Jiang Mian is only eight years old and a small group. As a master, how can he rest assured.

Therefore, every time Jiang Mian experienced, he followed with him.

He didn’t know how others led the disciple. He looked back and saw that the disciple was small and could reach his waist, combing the bud head combed for her by senior sister in the sect. Although his little face was extremely serious, his eyes But from time to time, I looked at the various foods sold by mortals.

After the monks build the foundation, it is common sense not to enter the mortal food to avoid the accumulation of impurities in Xiu.

But in front of him appeared the little disciple who clearly wanted to eat but was stubborn, and couldn't help but make an exception to buy it to her.

Once the rules are broken, it is not easy to stand up again, it doesn't matter, there are more impurities, he can take some time to help get rid of them.

He likes to see the round belly and bright eyes of the little disciple eating.

He likes to listen to her pouting her cheeks every time after she ate, and said solemnly: "Master, I will work hard to cultivate and try to catch up with you as soon as possible."

Ambitious, this is his disciple of Qing Yi Daojun.

...

"Master, sit down quickly." Jiang Mian calmed down and wiped off his nose and tears, suddenly remembering that Qi Yanshu was injured, and anxiously helped him sit back on the sofa.

He opened his shirt to look, and he was relieved.

She sat down next to Qi Yanshu and couldn't help but shouted again: "Master."

She should be calm and calm, and then think about it, that is the master, knowing that he is alive, and now meeting again in this way, it is normal for her to be a little excited.

"Mianmian." Qi Yanshu stopped just as he said, frowning, considering what he should say, Jiang Mian knew what he wanted to say from his name.

They are now in different identities. If she is called Master Qi Yanshu in front of others, it looks very weird, and she is known by her fathers, and it is not easy to explain.

"Master, don't worry, I know how to do it. The most important thing is now, as long as I know that Master is still alive, I will be satisfied."

It's just a title, after thinking about it, and eagerly said: "I call you Uncle Qi to the outside world. When there are only two of us, I still call you Master, okay?"

Qi Yanshu's hand on his side tightened: "According to you."

Thinking that the master still had injuries, Jiang Mian stopped talking and prepared to take care of the master-let Qi Yanshu lie down in bed.

Qi Yanshu did not refuse, and stood up obediently. At this moment, the door smashed suddenly croaked, and at the same time, there was also the roar of Han Xu, and the strong smell could be heard across the door: Qi, you return my daughter!"

Jiang Mian hadn't spoken yet, Qi Yanshu touched her hair, and said without refusal: "Go back, don't worry about me, it's just a small injury."

Jiang Mian nodded obediently and watched him enter the bedroom before rushing to the door.

As soon as he opened the door, Han Xu charged in fiercely.

"Dad." Jiang Mian quickly grabbed him, "I just sent Uncle Qi over."

Han Xu rolled up his sleeves: "Mianmian, you get out of the way. This bastard turned you into his house. I have to beat him today."

Jiang Mian: "..."

"Uncle Qi is hurt."

"I don't care what hurts him, I dare to kidnap my baby, I let him go around without eating."

"Dad, I'm hungry." Unable to hold back the rich father, Jiang Mian had no choice but to resort to a killer.

Han Xu's anger was a little stagnant, and he hesitated for a few seconds between teaching the surname Qi and filling the belly of his baby girl. He decisively chose the latter. When he took his daughter back, he did not forget to drop a sentence: "I will spare you this temporarily. Back."

"My little princess, what do you want to eat? Dad will take you there." After entering the house, he stood at the door, paused for two seconds, and suddenly wondered, "Mianmian, how did I fall asleep?"

Jiang Mian coughed lightly and distracted the local tyrant father: "Dad, you take me to eat crayfish."