Chapter 222： Mother is out!

Chapter 222 Mother is out!

"Xiao Xuanxi is here again!"

"Xiao Xuanxi, where are you going to burn again today?"

In the square, a group of disciples practicing swords stopped, and smiled and teased the little boy on the back of the big rabbit who was more cute than the New Year picture doll.

Xiao Xuanxi was wearing a light blue brocade robe, with her hair tied on top of her head and buckled with a small jade crown. The small pieces of hair that could not be combed on his forehead became cute little bangs, which made him even more black and dark. The big round eyes are clear and transparent, cunning and pleasant.

His skin is fair and smoother than a peeled egg. Everyone can't wait to squeeze his tender cheeks.

"What are you talking about, why don't I understand?"

Xiao Xuanxi tilted his head, as if I didn't understand what you were talking about, who burned something, he is a good baby, so he won't burn things indiscriminately!

It made everyone laugh.

"Then what are you doing sneaking over?" someone asked him with a smile.

"I didn't sneak over here, I came here openly." Xiao Xuanxi corrected him righteously.

"Puff! Okay, well, you came here with integrity! We, Xiao Xuanxi, are the most upright!"

Xiao Xuanxi was satisfied. He said clearly: "This baby is here to cheer you on, aren't you going to compete? Grandpa in charge said that this competition is very important!"

"Oh! That's right! I can't talk to you anymore. The trials will be in two days. We have to hurry up to practice swords!"

This group of disciples said annoyedly, and they all raised their swords one after another, preparing to practice swords.

The once-a-year Tianjiao event is held in the second half of the year, and they are not eligible to participate.

But in the same Zongmen Competition held once a year, they have the opportunity to represent the Zongmen to compete with other Zongmen.

Zongmen Grand Competition is a competition that all sects can participate in, and it is the opportunity for their Azure Cloud Sword Sect to be promoted from the nine-liu sect to the eight-liu sect.

But now it’s too difficult to be promoted to the eight-liu sect. You must get the top three in the competition with all the nine-liu sects before you have a chance to compete with the eight-liu sect. As long as you have won an eight-liu sect, You can squeeze it down and become one of the eight sects.

If you can't get the top three in the competition with all the nine sects, then there is no hope and you can only wait for the next year.

Qingyun Jianzong happened to be fourth last year, just a little short of it, and was able to compete with the Baliu Sect.

So this time, many disciples were struggling to help Zongmen get this opportunity.

Everyone hopes that their sect can go further. After all, the name of the nine-liu sect is too ugly. Outsiders call them Qingyun Jianzong a ninth-liu in ten thousand years, meaning that the Qingyun Jianzong has always been a nine-liu sect. Move over the nest.

In fact, the Azure Cloud Sword Sect was once a glorious big sect long ago. It used to be the Sword Immortal, but I don't know what happened, the inheritance of the Sword Immortal was cut off, so the sect began to decline.

And so many heads in the past, including the current head Wujizi, are just like the hand-slapped head. No matter what, without ambition, Wujizi has been a little bit active in the past two years, but the Zongmen disciples are not very effective.

Their Qingyun Sword Sect, including the outer disciples, has only more than 400 people in total, which can be said to be far less than other sects.

In this competition, 50 people were selected from more than 400 people to participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition.

The opportunity every month is not too small.

After Xiao Xuanxi's interruption, everyone started practicing seriously.

"Uncle Cang!"

Suddenly, Xiao Xuanxi shouted happily.

Cang Yang, who had just left the customs and was about to see the head, stopped and looked at the little man who called him.

This little boy was born to the woman who was picked up by the head. It stands to reason that he should hate him, but this little boy is too enthusiastic about him, and Cang Yang, who has always been serious, is cold and cold.

Cang Yang didn't know that Xiao Xuanxi was already a Yan Gou at a young age. He would only be enthusiastic when he saw good-looking people, whether they were men or women.

And Xiao Xuanxi felt that he himself looked so good-looking, his father must be so good-looking, he was born to the present, Uncle Cangyang is the best-looking man he has ever seen. He felt that Uncle Cangyang might be his father.

Xiao Xuanxi had already secretly tagged Cangyang's face as "Daddy Suspect No. 1".

He was silent, the little guy had already climbed off the rabbit and came towards him steadily, but the little guy's legs were too short, and the distance of more than a hundred steps, the little guy ran for a while before coming over.

As soon as he ran to his feet, the little guy stretched out his short hand, begging for a hug.

Cang Yang helplessly picked up the little guy with one hand.

Good guy, it's heavier than three months ago.

"Uncle Cang, why have you been in retreat for so long and haven't seen you for three months? Xixi misses you."

Cang Yang was not good at words, and heard Xiao Xuanxi talk to him so affectionately about him, his solemn and heroic face was a little at a loss.

"Because I am going to participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition, so I retreat. Well, I am going to see the head, will you go together?"

"Go go! My mother is about to leave the customs, she must be very good after she comes out! My mother said that she will not retreat after this time, and will accompany me every day! Hehehe!" Xiao Xuanxi was happy! Said.

Cang Yang was a little surprised. He knew that Xiao Xuanxi’s mother would often retreat, but speaking of it, he had never seen her before, and she had never been out of Houshan. On the contrary, Xiao Xuanxi had run around all over the mountain gate when he was just over one year old. .

If she no longer retreats, Cang Yang will suddenly know the master's intention to call him over.

But he was very calm in his heart, and he had no longer felt the unhappiness he felt three years ago.

Along the way, Xiao Xuanxi's non-stop twittering, to the head of the palace.

As soon as he arrived at the door, the short legs of the heavy little guy in his arms struggled excitedly: "Uncle Cang, let me go down, I smell the fragrance of my mother, she is out, she is in it! "

Cang Yang moved his nose subconsciously, but he didn't smell any fragrance.

Xiao Xuanxi had already slipped off him like a loach, stepped on his short legs, shouting "mother," while stepping into the high threshold and running in.

Cang Yang followed in, and as soon as he stepped on the threshold, he smelled a faint scent that was looming, not a powdery fragrance, but an inexplicable scent, which smelled very well.

But when he thought that it was the smell of the mother's body in Xiao Xuanxi's mouth, his face faintly heated, and he dared not smell it anymore.

"Mother! Xixi wants to kill you!"

The little guy turned into a little milk bag in a second, and his eyes were red and he rushed at a woman wearing a purple skirt.

The woman was talking to the head, and there was a human-shaped pendant on her leg, so she turned her head in a hurry.

At this moment, Cang Yang only felt that time seemed to stand still.