"Xiao Xue is in the outer city, over there Bibi Xi."
"Tell me, what happened in the past four years?"
Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong looked at each other and explained the matter briefly.
Qian Daoliu kept listening with no change in his expression, but when Bibi Dong mentioned the three words Asura God, his expression changed a little.
"Asura God."
"I have seen this power in Tang Chen."
"If I could describe it in four words, it would be terrifying."
"This power is no joke."
"You have to control it well and don't let it control you."
Bibi Dong nodded, "I understand."
Qian Daoliu glanced at her again to confirm that she really understood, then picked up the tea cup and continued drinking tea.
The three of them chatted for a while, and the topic changed from the Martial Soul Academy to the Scholarship Academy, from the Soul Tool Legion to Soul Power Refill Bottle... and from Soul Tool to the situation in mainland China.
"The three major empires, plus Upper Three Sects, have been targeting Spirit Hall in recent years."
"Last year, Star Luo Empire held a meeting, and Clear Sky Sect took the lead."
"Tang Chen is missing. They want to take this opportunity to win back the game."
Qian Xunji sneered, "No matter how they unite, it will be useless. When we become gods, we will crush them."
Qian Daoliu glanced at his son and said, "As long as you have this spirit."
"But remember, if you can avoid the loss of life, don't do it."
"Spirit Hall wants the stability of the mainland, not ruins all over the ground."
Qian Xunji nodded, "I know."
The night is getting late, and Worship Hall's dinner has been laid out.
Several worshipers heard that Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong were back, and they all came over to sit for a while.
The meal lasted for nearly an hour, and by the time the two of them came out of the Worship Hall, it was completely dark.
Outside the courtyard gate of Bibi Xi's house in the outer city, Qian Renxue was riding Bicycle, with Bi Xiaoxiao on the back seat, circling in the open space in front of the door.
Her blond hair floated in the night wind, Bi Xiaoxiao grabbed her clothes with two small hands, and giggled loudly.
Qian Renxue made a beautiful drift, and Bicycle stopped steadily at the door.
She put one foot on the ground and tilted her head, "Let's ride again tomorrow. It's time to go back."
Bi Xiaoxiao jumped out of the back seat and hugged Qian Renxue's waist and refused to let go.
"Sister, please ride for a little longer, just a little while~"
"No, it's already late now. We'll ride tomorrow."
As soon as Qian Renxue started speaking, she realized that Bi Xiaoxiao was not looking at her.
The little girl's eyes were wide open, staring in the direction behind her.
"What's wrong?" Qian Renxue followed her gaze and turned back.
Under the streetlight, two people stood side by side.
Golden hair, long silver hair, two familiar faces.
"Xiao Xue."
Qian Renxue's eyes suddenly turned red.
She got off the Bicycle and stood looking at them, "Dad, Mom."
Bibi Dong walked over quickly, knelt down and held her tightly in his arms.
Qian Renxue's little face was buried in the hollow of Bibi Dong's shoulders. His shoulders shrugged and he didn't cry out, but his tears had already wet Bibi Dong's collar.
For four years and more than 1,400 days and nights, she would think about "Will they come back today" every day before going to bed, and tell herself "They are still alive" every day.
Now they are finally back.
Qian Xunji also squatted down and reached out to rub her hair.
Qian Renxue raised his head from Bibi Dong's arms, with red eyes and red nose, looking at Qian Xunji.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Qian Xunji's nose also felt sore, and he stretched out his hands to take her and Bibi Dong into his arms.
"I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long."
Qian Renxue shook his head and wiped his tears on his sleeves, "I don't blame you."
"Mom, why is your hair gray?"
"Because mom got a new power, and the power made her hair change color, instead of getting old."
Qian Renxue nodded in understanding, then touched Bibi Dong's face.
"Mom has not aged, she is still very beautiful."
In addition to the warm reunion of the family, Bi Xiaoxiao stood next to Bicycle, holding the handlebars with both hands and looking at the scene with his head.
Her little face was full of confusion. She didn't understand why her sister cried suddenly, and she didn't understand who these two adults were.
Qian Xunji noticed that little figure and looked at her little face that was seven-quarters like Bibi Xi.
"This child belongs to...Xiao Xi?"
Qian Renxue wiped her tears, walked over and took Bi Xiaoxiao's hand, bringing her to Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong.
"This is my uncle and aunt's daughter, Bi Xiaoxiao."
"Xiao Xiao, this is my dad, this is my mom."
Bi Xiaoxiao hid behind Qian Renxue, with only half of his face exposed, and his little hands tightly grasped the corners of Qian Renxue's clothes.
She glanced at Bibi Dong, then at Qian Xunji, and then retracted.
Qian Renxue patted the back of her hand and said softly, "Don't be afraid, they are my parents, you should call them aunt and uncle."
Bi Xiaoxiao poked his head out from behind Qian Renxue and said timidly, "Aunt... aunt, uncle."
Bibi Dong bent down and reached out to touch her head.
Bi Xiaoxiao subconsciously shrank, but did not move away.
Bibi Dong put his hand on her head and rubbed the soft hair.
"Xiao Xiao is so good."
Qian Renxue took Bi Xiaoxiao's hand, and held Bibi Dong's hand with the other hand.
"Come into the house, grandma and uncle are all here."
Bibi Dong nodded and glanced at Qian Xunji.
Qian Xunji pushed Bicycle to the wall and followed him.
The door opened, and the light from the room poured out.
When Bibi Dong and Qian Xunji walked into the room, everyone in the main room stood up at the same time.
Bi Dashan was sitting on the old wicker chair facing the door, holding a cup of tea in his hand. When he saw his daughter walking in, he almost lost his balance in holding the tea cup, and the tea spilled on the back of his hand. He didn't bother to wipe it, and stared blankly at Bibi Dong's long silver-white hair.
Liu Xiulan stood up from the sofa, his eyes suddenly turned red.
Bibi Xi and Ling Yuan were sitting on the sofa, with a half-knitted small sweater on their knees, the needles still hanging on the thread, and their whole bodies were frozen there.
"Dad, Mom, I'm back."
Bi Dashan was the first to come to his senses.
He put down the tea cup, stood up, walked to Bibi Dong, looked at her up and down several times, and finally his eyes fell on her white hair.
"Dong'er, why is your hair turning gray? Are you suffering?"
Bibi Dong held his father's hand and said, "Dad, I'm fine."
"My hair is because of a sword. The sword is very powerful. It changed my hair color. It's not that I suffered, but that I became stronger."
"Then why did it take so long to come back?"
"Because I fell asleep for a while and just woke up not long ago."
Liu Xiulan came over, took Bibi Dong's hand, and looked up and down.
"Is there any discomfort in your body?"
"Mom, I'm fine. I'm better than before."