However, just as he was about to step forward and test the man's skills, he heard Fengjiu's voice.
"Ze, my father is here. Look, isn't he like a different person? No wonder we haven't heard from him. "
Hearing Fengjiu's smiling words, Xuanyuan Moze's face stiffened. For a moment, his expression was a little strange, but it returned to normal in the blink of an eye. Fortunately, he always had a cold face. At this time, if one didn't pay attention, they wouldn't be able to see that he was different.
"Congratulations, Uncle Xiao, on becoming a Martial God." He stepped forward and congratulated. His voice was as calm as usual, and no one could hear the abnormality from before.
"Hehe, long time no see. How have you been?" Feng Xiao stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder. He said, "Thank you very much. I know you've helped a lot."
"This is what I should do." He smiled and said to Fengjiu, "Since Uncle Xiao is here, let's take him to see Aunt Rong first!"
"Yes, Father. Mother has been waiting for you for a long time. If she knew you were here, she would be very happy. Let's go, I'll take you to see her first." Fengjiu took his hand and led him inside.
Hearing this, Feng Xiao's heart moved. He was a little expectant, but also a little nervous. For a moment, his heart beat uneasily. Wanrong was about to see her. He had forgotten about her for more than ten years and let her bear everything alone. Every time he thought of this, guilt rose in his heart.
Did she blame him? Did she blame him?
He didn't know how he followed his daughter inside. He only knew that along the way, people came out to greet him. His mind was muddled, and he only knew that his heart was nervous.
After turning a few small paths, they came to a courtyard. Fengjiu stopped and didn't follow in. She said to her father beside her, "Father, Mother is inside. You can go in!"
As soon as her voice fell, she retreated and walked with Xuanyuan Moze to the courtyard in front.
Leng Shuang in the courtyard saw them and retreated silently. Although she didn't recognize who they were, she tactfully didn't ask and quietly left when she saw that her master didn't come in and instead retreated.
Feng Xiao stepped in. He walked lightly, as if afraid of scaring her. As he walked, he looked at the elegant figure trimming the flowers and plants in the courtyard.
Her exquisite and graceful figure, her silky smooth black hair, her simple and elegant dress, and her gentle and soft aura, all of them were familiar to him, and all of them made his heart skip a beat. It was as if he had returned to the moment when he first met her ….
Shangguan Wanrong, who had her back to him, didn't know that the person behind her was Feng Xiao. She thought that the person standing behind her was Leng Shuang. So, without turning her head, she said, "Leng Shuang, bring the watering can over and water it."
Hearing this, Feng Xiao stopped and looked around. His gaze fell on the watering can. He walked over and took the watering can, then walked forward and handed it to her.
Shangguan Wanrong reached out to take it. However, when her gaze fell on the hand holding the watering can, she couldn't help but be startled. Instinctively, she looked back. With this look, her entire person was stunned.
Familiar eyebrows, familiar eyes, familiar face, familiar aura …
"Feng Xiao …"
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