Chapter 1742： Can you not call me Biyun

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The saint was first ashamed, and then shouted angrily: "Xiao Jiu, what nonsense are you talking about ?!"

Yun Chujiu twitched his tongue: "Mother, whisper, although there is a quarantine, but it won't be good if people hear it."

The saint girl frowned, Xiao Jiu was completely crooked, and after Liu Huanhua's matter was resolved, her temperament must be taken into consideration. It was too unstoppable.

Yun Chujiu didn't know that her mother wanted to clean her up and said with a smile: "Mother, what was your original name?"

"Eastern evening fine."

"The name is good, mother, your life will be rainy and sunny in the future!" Yun Chujiu said with a smile.

The saint glared at her: "Okay, I'm going back to give your dad medicine. You go back first. Let's check the tunnel inside the forbidden ground tomorrow morning."

"Ah! Well, it's still important to my father in my mother's heart. I don't care about Xiaojiu. In that case, I'll go play by myself!" Yun Chujiu said with a grin and walked away.

The saint smiled and scolded, and got up and returned to the apse.

After seeing Yun Changqing, the saint took out a porcelain bottle and said, "Fujun, this is the potion that Lin Chuchu gave me, saying that it has a wonderful effect on the treatment of cold poison. You can drink this bottle and try it."

Yun Changqing was stunned, and he couldn't help but doubt, even though that Lin Chubei was credible, how could such a big thing like potion be so hasty?

Yun Changqing looked serious: "Bi Yun, you tell me the truth, are you hiding something from me?"

The Holy Girl heard the inexplicable word "Biyun" and thought of Yun Chujiu's words, hesitated, and then said: "Fujun, can you call me late fine?"

Yun Changqing was even more suspicious: "Biyun, what's going on? How do you feel that you are a bit abnormal?"

"Fujun, there is nothing wrong, I just want to change back to the original name, if you don't want to continue to call it, it's okay, drink the medicine soon!" The saint's face was slightly red, so it's hard to say much.

"Biyun, if you tell the truth, I can't drink this medicine. For our husband and wife for so many years, what can't I say?" Yun Changqing put the porcelain bottle on the table.

Upon seeing this, the saint had to tell the truth: "Fujun, it's not that I want to hide from you, but I'm afraid you are too excited. No matter what I say below, you have to keep your mind steady."

Yun Changqing smiled bitterly: "Biyun, what have I not experienced in all these years? You just say so."

"That Lin Chuchu was none other than our daughter Xiao Jiu. She took Yi Rong Dan ..." Lin Biyun simply said Yun Chujiu's story again.

Yun Changqing Teng suddenly stood up: "You, you said she really is our little nine?"

"Fujun, it's true, she is not only Tianlei Linggen, but also the jade pendant that you carried with you before, but also said a few things about her childhood, she is really our daughter Xiaojiu."

Yun Changqing excitedly shivered a little: "Really Xiao Jiu? Xiao Jiu even broke into the Nether Palace alone? Has he become the heir to the saint?"

The saint nodded her head, and when she wanted Yun Changqing not to be too excited, Yun Changqing suddenly fell to the ground, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat, apparently a cold poison attack.

"Husband! Husband! How are you?" The sage girl was anxious and regretful, knowing that she shouldn't tell the truth.