Tianshi Fubao is three and a half years old, spoiled by the tyrant father

The little milk ball tightly closed its eyes, and it looked like a piece of red charcoal fire from a distance.

Even Huang Yangyu couldn't help frowning, "The price is so heavy."

He sat cross-legged beside Gu Zhaozhao, and the floating dust directly covered her body.

Huang Yangyu's eyes were slightly closed, and as he recited the incantation in a low voice, a golden light enveloped the two of them.

Duan Zhaorong, who felt something was wrong and ran back, saw such a scene, and immediately froze in place.

He doesn't dare to act rashly now, for fear of accidentally hurting Zhaozhao.

After an unknown amount of time, Huang Yangyu finally opened his eyes.

The golden light surrounding the two also disappeared.

Duan Qingying raised her eyebrows and staggered for a while before recovering.

Yimei rushed over again without saying a word, "You old man, look at me..."

Just as he walked to the bed, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Eyebrows opened and eyes wide open, he looked at Gu Zhaozhao on the bed, "Master...Master..."

Duan Qingying also thought that something happened to Gu Zhaozhao, and when her legs gave way, she staggered to the bedside and threw herself beside her daughter.

Just about to cry bitterly, she found that her daughter's face had returned to normal, and she was frowning and mumbling her mouth as if she had dreamed of something.

Duan Qingying's mood changed immediately, she stretched out her hand to touch her daughter's little face, and found that the fever had subsided!

"Zhao Zhao, Zhao Zhao wake up, I am mother."

She lightly patted the little milk ball on the head.

Gu Zhaozhao pursed his mouth and muttered unhappily, "Mother, let me sleep for a while."

Duan Qingying burst into laughter immediately, and hugged the little milk ball into her arms,
"Alright, Zhao Zhao is alright."

All of a sudden, everyone in the house surrounded
Pairs of eyes stared nervously at the little figure on the bed, and had long forgotten about Huang Yangyu standing beside him.

Gu Zhaozhao stretched his small hand over his head, stretched his waist vigorously, and finally opened his eyes slowly.

What came into view were smiling faces full of concern.

Duan Zhaorong was so excited that he almost shed tears, "Hao Zhaozhao finally woke up, it's okay, it's okay."

The little milk ball crawled up, scratching its head in some doubts,

"Grandpa, mother, uncle Yimei, why are you all crowding around here to watch Zhao Zhao sleep?"

She just had a conversation with Empress Wa, why are everyone so nervous?
Duan Qingying held Gu Zhaozhao's small head and watched carefully from side to side.

Immediately, he kissed her on the cheek, "Zhao Zhao, you scared my mother to death, and my mother almost thought that I couldn't save her."

Gu Zhaozhao moved his little butt, "Then am I sick?"

There were tears in Duan Qingying's eyes, but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, "Yes, Zhao Zhao is ill, very seriously."

Now Gu Zhaozhao was even more confused, in her memory she was just a dream.

"Then how am I doing well?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone woke up instantly, and only then remembered the old man who was sitting next to Gu Zhaozhao just now.

Duan Zhaorong turned around and opened his arms to protect the mother and daughter.

He was on alert, staring at Huang Yangyu, who was as calm as water, vigilantly.

"Who the hell are you?!"

Xiao Naituan poked out a small head from his armpit, and the moment he saw Huang Yangyu again, his big eyes flashed with light.

She jumped off the bed in a hurry, and threw her small hands between Huang Yangyu's thighs.
"Master, why are you, why are you here?"

She remembered that the master once said that one should not show oneself in front of ordinary people casually.

Only when she was in danger, she said Master in her heart, and Master would appear.

But why did he suddenly come to Grandpa's house now?
Huang Yangyu smiled and nodded, carefully stroking Gu Zhaozhao's head, "It's not because of you little troublemaker. If Master doesn't come, I'm afraid you don't know when you will wake up."

Only then did Gu Zhaozhao believe that he was really sick.

She suddenly remembered what Empress Wa had said to herself.

"Master, Empress Wa said that if I want to save people, I have to pay a price. Is this illness the price?"

If this can save a person, then she is still willing.

Huang Yangyu nodded, his expression suddenly became serious, "Zhao Zhao, this matter is not as simple as you imagined, remember, you must not use power to resurrect people at will in the future."

He looked up at the few people around him, but didn't say anything.

Now is not the time to let Zhao Zhao's relatives know her true identity.

Otherwise, it will only bring trouble and danger to her.

Duan Zhaorong and Duan Qingying finally came to their senses.

Only then did I realize that Zhao Zhao really had a master.

So the attitude of the two of them eased up instantly.

Duan Zhaorong clasped his hands and said: "Just now I offended you so much, please don't blame the old master."

Huang Yangyu waved his hands generously, "It's okay, you are my good boy's grandfather, and you are also considered relatives with me, so you don't have to pay so much attention."

Without saying a word, Yimei on the side knelt down with a plop, knocking three heads on the ground,

"Disciples and grandchildren see Master."

He just discovered that the old man's strength is extraordinary, and his mana may be far superior to that of his master.

It's never wrong to get acquainted first, and make a relationship.

Huang Yangyu stroked his gray beard, and set his gaze on Yimei, "Zhao Zhao, is this your apprentice?"

Little Naituan nodded, "That's right, because Uncle Yimei has always called me Master."

In her heart, she didn't really want to be Uncle Yimei's master, because he felt like she was still a child.

Huang Yangyu frowned slightly, his eyes were more scrutinized, "The aptitude is too poor, it's hard to become a master."

The corners of Yimei's mouth twitched, but he didn't panic at all.

Three more heads kowtowed to the ground, "From now on, disciples and grandchildren will follow Master and Master to practice with great concentration, strive to make up for one's weakness with hard work, and will never lose face of our sect."

Seeing Yimei's attitude so pious, Huang Yangyu was also very happy in his heart,

"It's a sensible one, get up, and follow your little master well in the future. You can't go wrong."

After finishing speaking, Huang Yangyu suddenly raised his head and looked at Duan Qingying who was at the side.

Duan Qingying, who was shocked by the domineering and vigorous eyes, staggered for a while, and instinctively took two steps back, "I..."

Just as she opened her mouth to speak, Huang Yangyu suddenly raised her hand and pressed her index finger between her eyebrows.

A piercing pain spread from the center of her eyebrows to her whole body, Duan Qingying screamed and fell on the bed behind her.

Anxious Gu Zhaozhao moved quickly and stood in front of Duan Qingying, "Master, don't hit mother, she is not a ghost anymore."

Xiao Naituan turned around, and put her small arms around Duan Qingying's trembling body.

The master must have seen my mother come back from the dead body, and thought that my mother was a bad ghost, so he took her in.

Huang Yangyu breathed a sigh of relief, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a helpless smile on his face.

"You little girl, she is your mother in this life anyway, how could I do anything to her."