The scene within the light screen rippled like water. The scene atop the Auspicious Cloud slowly faded away, and the outline of Kunlun Mountain's flying eaves emerged from the mist.
[Tongtian was left speechless by her retort and habitually reached out, intending to ruffle Miao Heng's hair to save face.
Miao Heng had long been on guard against that move. She tilted her little head aside, and the Golden Wheel behind her head swayed.
Tongtian squinted from the glare, stunned for a moment.
Taking advantage of that brief lapse, Miao Heng turned and threw herself into Yuanshi's arms.
Yuanshi raised a hand to catch her, his movement natural and smooth.
Miao Heng found a comfortable position in his arms, yet still remembered to turn back and make a face at Tongtian.
Tongtian looked at his empty arms and withdrew his hand awkwardly.
This girl... after being gone for several thousand years, how had she become more and more like Second Brother, always worrying about everything... terrifying.]
Taiyi Zhenren laughed so hard he slapped his thigh.
She ran! She ran away! She burrowed into Second Martial Uncle's arms!
Guang Chengzi: And she even made a face.
Taiyi: That face! I captured it! From now on, it's my family heirloom!
Who are you passing it down to?
To my disciple Nezha! Then to my disciple's disciples! Anyway, it absolutely cannot be lost!
In the Jie Sect group, Bi Xiao had already begun flooding the chat.
Junior Martial Sister hid in Second Martial Uncle's arms! That proficiency! That natural ease!
Zhao Gongming: Before diving in, she even remembered to sway the Merit Golden Wheel and dazzle Master's eyes.
Bi Xiao: Tactical evasion!
Yun Xiao said softly, "Martial uncle Yuanshi also looked like he already knew she was going to pounce in that direction."