txolops Chapter 65 Master, I miss you so much!
Chapter 65 Master, I miss you so much!
Dreamy Little Three Realms
At the edge of Jianye City Square, a crowd of people gathered, seemingly waiting for someone important.
As soon as Han Baibai stepped out of her home, she spotted a familiar figure in the distant square—her mother and grandmother standing side by side, their clothes fluttering, as if they had been reunited after a lifetime.
She ran over joyfully, her skirt fluttering like a butterfly: "Mother! Grandmother! I'm here!"
As the two entered this unfamiliar world, before they could even look around, they heard a clear, crisp voice calling out.
They instinctively turned their heads, but unexpectedly, a young figure suddenly rushed towards them from behind—
"Master! Your disciple misses you so much!"
Hong Fu frowned slightly, her instincts reacting faster than her thoughts, and she raised her leg to deliver a sharp kick.
With a "plop," Han Xiaoliu flew into the river like a kite with a broken string, splashing water everywhere!
"Wow!" Han Li couldn't help but exclaim.
"Young Master!" Long Kui exclaimed in surprise.
Lu Xueqi hurriedly covered her eyes, her cheeks flushed: "How...how could we meet like this?"
Shen Gongbao remained silent, then leaped into the water to rescue the person—the young master had called him "Master," but it was Senior Hong Fu who had taken action, so how could he dare to say anything more?
Lady Yu had already tactfully stepped aside, pulling her two maids to bow and greet them, her voice as gentle as a cat's: "This servant, Lady Yu, greets the young mistress and Senior Hong Fu."
Longkui and Lu Xueqi quickly bowed as well: "This servant Longkui (this servant Lu Xueqi) greets the young mistress and senior Hongfu!"
"Get up." Hong Fu raised her hand lightly, but her gaze fell on Han Xiaoliu, who was climbing ashore wet. The boy was tall and straight, with handsome features. He was a head taller than when he became her disciple, and much more composed—but his eyes still carried a hint of cunning and a touch of roguishness.
She nodded slightly, sighing inwardly: still so reckless, she really hasn't changed.
However, Dong Xuan'er, who was standing slightly behind the crowd, remained silent throughout.
Today, she specially wore the pink ancient costume that Han Xiaoliu had personally designed and made for her—light gauze with cloud-like sleeves, a flowing sash around her waist, and delicate peach blossom patterns embroidered on the collar, making it seem as if a spring breeze was blowing as she walked.
Those were clothes he secretly made from spirit stones earned by the Heart Refining Array when they were still in Yellow Maple Valley.
Simply because she said she liked pink!
Now, she finally puts it on again, just to see him one more time.
But what about him?
As soon as he got ashore, he slid down to his knees at Hong Fu's feet, grabbed her sleeve, and cried out, "Master! I've been thinking of you day and night, I can't eat or drink, I'm practically lost my soul!"
Dong Xuan'er's fingertips trembled slightly, but she forced a smile. The smile didn't reach her eyes; instead, it made her eyes feel even more sore.
"Alright, watch your tone in front of your daughter! Don't shatter her illusions about you as her father!"
Han Xiaoliu turned around and saw Han Baibai's surprised look. He then stood up awkwardly, patting his wet clothes, and said, "Well... I'll confess my feelings another time!"
Just then, Dong Xuan'er finally mustered her courage, took two steps forward, and whispered in a voice so soft it was almost shattered in the wind: "Little Six..."
She called his name, with a hint of probing and a barely concealed longing.
But Han Xiaoliu responded with a disdainful frown: "Who are you? Do we even know each other?"
In an instant, Dong Xuan'er felt as if she had been struck by lightning.
She gave birth to his daughter and suffered the pain of unrequited love... Now that they've met again, he says they're "not familiar"?
A wave of grievance welled up in her throat, her eyes welled up, and tears rolled down her cheeks. She turned to Hongfu and complained, "Mother! Look at him!"
Hongfu shook her head helplessly: "Alright, you both have children, and you still make a scene every time you meet!" Her tone was stern but not without affection, "He's already let you in, and he cares about you too. You two should discuss what to do next. This is a rare opportunity, don't waste it."
Han Li stepped forward at the opportune moment and bowed respectfully: "Uncle-Master, why don't we return to our homeland to rest for a day and discuss this again tomorrow?"
"Alright." Hong Fu nodded, took Han Baibai's hand, and walked away.
Yu Niangzi immediately understood and pulled Long Kui and Lu Xueqi to follow closely behind. The group gradually walked away, leaving only Han Xiaoliu and Dong Xuan'er behind, their eyes meeting, the air thick with tension.
After a cup of tea, the three little girls quietly crept closer and began to observe the two from a distance!
Lu Xueqi kept stealing glances, then suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, "Wow! They're kissing!"
In the corner, three little heads were huddled together. The two "enemies" had somehow become tightly embracing, their lips and teeth intertwined, reluctant to part.
"Don't look! Don't look!" Han Baibai's face flushed red, and she grabbed the two little girls, running back. "Those are my parents! Go back!"
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Actually, just now, Han Xiaoliu had simply leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Are you angry? I'll coax you!"
Before he could finish speaking, he had already grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her deeply.
Dong Xuan'er trembled all over as the familiar scent overwhelmed her.
Years of loneliness and countless grievances crumbled in this kiss. She grabbed his collar and almost melted into his arms.
But just as their emotions were running high, Han Xiaoliu suddenly pulled away, saying seriously, "Stop, stop, stop! If you keep touching me, I'll have to censor it!"
Still catching her breath, Dong Xuan'er glared at him fiercely, her eyes glistening with tears, but she feigned anger: "You touched me first! Now you're pretending to be a gentleman?"
"I was just comforting you because you were crying!" Han Xiaoliu said innocently, but her gaze unconsciously drifted downwards as she muttered, "Seriously... how come your conscience has gotten so big?"
"You—you scoundrel!" Dong Xuan'er was filled with shame and indignation. She pushed him away, hurriedly straightened her clothes, and her ears turned bright red.
Han Xiaoliu turned to leave: "Alright, let's go back first. If we stay any longer, they'll start spreading rumors."
"Hmph!" Dong Xuan'er quickly caught up, her voice trembling slightly, "Han Xiaoliu, I gave birth to your daughter, and you still bully me like this! What do you take me for?"
The boy didn't stop walking, only lazily tossing out, "Good sister."
"Say that again if you dare!" Dong Xuan'er was furious. She leaped onto his back, grabbed his neck with both hands, and shouted, "I'll strangle you!"
Han Xiaoliu wrapped his arm around her, supporting her waist firmly, and lightly patted her buttocks, grinning mischievously, "No, dear sister... why don't you... bite... me to death?"
That look, that tone of voice, were clearly the same as when they first met in Huangfeng Valley.
Now, he is still that expressionless blockhead, yet he has become the bastard who knows best how to tug at her heartstrings.
The emphasized word "bite" made Dong Xuan'er's heart burn, a mixture of shame and sweetness surging within her.
She bit her lip and muttered, "Are you trying to kill me...?"
But in the end, she couldn't break free from his embrace.
She simply buried her face in his shoulder and whispered, "...It's so good that you're still alive."
Han Xiaoliu paused, a smile quietly creeping into the corners of his eyes.
"Ding—A player who meets the eligibility requirements for apprenticeship has been detected. The apprenticeship events for Fangcun Mountain and Yincao Difu are now open. Please head to your respective sect as soon as possible to complete the apprenticeship process!"
A crisp notification sound rang in their ears, as if coming from the depths of the netherworld, carrying a mysterious echo.
"Xiao Liu, there's a voice telling me I can go and become an apprentice!" Dong Xuan'er leaned against Han Xiao Liu's broad back, her cheek pressed against his slightly cool fabric, her voice full of joy and dependence.
She gently swung her legs, like a little sparrow that had finally found its way home, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.
"Yes, I heard that too." Han Xiaoliu tilted his head slightly, glancing at her bright eyes out of the corner of his eye. The corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up for a moment, then quickly suppressed them.
He didn't stop walking, but his gaze was already fixed on the old and mottled flag pavilion at the entrance of the community. His tone was calm: "But before we go, we need to do some good deeds to pay for the journey."
He carried her slowly toward the flag pavilion, his steps steady, as if she were nothing to him—but only he knew that every time she got a little closer, his heart beat a little faster.
Arriving at the flag pavilion, Han Xiaoliu stopped, pointed to the quest card hanging under the eaves, and said in a low but clear voice, "The quests here are necessary for the evolution of this secret realm. We provide materials and receive Yin Virtue as a reward. Yin Virtue is not only a 'passport' to subsequent maps, but also the universal currency here."
Having said that, he took out several storage bags from his sleeve, tapped them lightly with his fingertips, and the bags opened slightly. In an instant, various materials transformed into streams of light, like fireflies flowing into a night river, silently disappearing into the pavilion, as if water droplets were merging into the ocean, without even causing a ripple.
"Whoosh—"
A line of gold and red numbers appeared above his head:
Yin De (virtue/moral conduct) +68420
Almost simultaneously, a new notification sound rang out:
"Ding! The conditions for summoning the Crab General have been met; the nurturing quest has been activated!"
Han Xiaoliu's eyes flickered slightly, and he felt a sense of relief: as expected, the various crab-like demonic beast essences that Miaoyin Sect had acquired had not been wasted. A year later, a new summoned spirit would be born—this was not only combat power, but also the foundation for their foothold in this world.