Chapter 303 Calling Dad Yucheng is an ancient city near the lake in it is October, compared with Xuzhou and Qingzhou in the north, Yucheng in October is cooler in the morning and evening, but overall it is still quite comfortable. As soon as he arrived in Yucheng, Hua Chonglang saw a Zhoutian warrior hanging on the city gate and being whipped by a Sikou dressed in blue and white. "Oh my! I haven't seen this kind of scene in years. Where did this idiot come from? He actually beat someone up in the street?" "Yes! Yes! In the past seven or eight years, people were often hung up and beaten. In the past four or five years, it has been rare!" "I heard that this person is from Xuzhou in the north. He had an argument with someone on the road and beat him up. Fortunately, he knew the severity of the situation and only slightly injured the person. Otherwise..." "Oh oh ~ No wonder! No wonder! If he beat the man to death, he would probably be beheaded in the street!" "Tsk, tsk, tsk! Beheading in the street, I haven't seen that in years." "Yup!" From what Hua Chonglang heard from the onlookers, it seemed that because this warrior beat people in the street, the people of Yangzhou hung him on the city gate and whipped him as a warning. He could see clearly that the whip was of special quality and the man was good at beating people. Every whip would make the Zhou Tian warriors' skin and flesh burst.
But this is only physical pain, it is more of a mental whipping. Being pointed at and watched by a group of people is so socially awkward and embarrassing! This kind of memory will linger in his memory for the rest of his life. He could only blame the people of Yucheng for being too aggressive and harsh. When he was in Xuzhou, no one dared to talk back to him. He was so angry after being rebuked that he started hitting people. Fortunately, he knew this was Yangzhou and was only slightly injured. He did not expect to be captured by the Sikou of Yucheng and hung on the city gate and whipped twenty times. After watching the flogging, Hua Chonglang went into the city. From the Demon Sect compound and the whipping, he intuitively felt that the world had changed. It wasn't just that I had been away from the Central Plains for ten years; it felt like I had been away from the Central Plains for decades. He had such an intuitive feeling. When he arrived in Yucheng, he could already vaguely feel Hua Miaomiao's presence. He followed his senses and came to a large courtyard. There is a sign at the door that reads "Yucheng Art Troupe". The old man at the gate saw a man and said, "Who are you looking for?" "I'm looking for Hua Miaomiao!" Hua Chonglang said as he raised his leg and went in. "Hey, you can't come in!" The gatekeeper was about to say something when Hua Chonglang glared at him and he fainted. Hua Miaomiao, who was rehearsing a song in the rehearsal room, suddenly heard a messy noise outside. She was still wondering why the art troupe was so noisy today. You see a familiar face that you won’t forget! Compared to the last time we met, his eyes had recovered and his face looked like a man in his thirties or forties, charming and domineering. That was his father, Hua Chonglang!
"You...you..." When Hua Miaomiao saw Hua Chonglang, she felt her heart pounding. No surprises, only shocks! "What? Are you unhappy to see me?" Hua Chonglang walked into the rehearsal room. He saw Hua Miaomiao was dressed simply. She was originally wearing a silk dress, but now she was wearing ordinary green clothes. Her long black hair, which had been hanging down, was also tied into a braid. His face just doesn't look good, very pale. The other people in the rehearsal room saw a handsome middle-aged man coming in with shining eyes. One of them was named Zheng Xinyue. She pulled Hua Miaomiao and said, "Miaomiao, this is..." She touched Hua Miaomiao's hand, which was like ice. When she saw Hua Miaomiao's pale face, she knew that there was something wrong with the person in front of her. "Aren't you dead?" Hua Miaomiao stared at Hua Chonglang and said dryly. Ever since hearing the news of Hua Chonglang’s death ten years ago, Hua Miaomiao felt like a huge stone had fallen from her heart, and now her eldest brother has also returned. that is really good! But she really didn't like the atmosphere of the Demon Sect's mansion. It was so depressing and restrained there. After meeting her eldest brother, she continued to wander around the world. She likes playing the piano. By chance, when she was in Jingzhou, she became a musician for the Jianghu Reform Society. Not only did she play the piano for more people to hear, she was also able to teach many students. It’s really meaningful! She felt that it was much better than the Demon Gate Mansion. The people here had a special kind of enthusiasm and equality, which made her feel at home. Therefore, even if Yuzhou was liberated and her brothers were killed, she didn't care. Because, that family of Demon Sect is really annoying! She just didn't expect that the nightmare that she had tried to forget for so many years would reappear before her, making her feel terrified. "Here! Here!" A chaotic voice came from outside the door, which seemed to be the voice of the security personnel and Sikou of the art troupe. Hua Chonglang could buy a ticket back to his home because he found it interesting. But he would force his way into the art troupe because he felt it was necessary. Nothing could stop him from seeing his daughter. "I'm not dead, are you surprised?" Hua Chonglang said to Hua Miaomiao, whose face was pale. Hua Miaomiao didn't say anything, but Zheng Xinyue beside her imagined some sadomasochistic plots and vendettas in her mind, and said boldly, "I warn you not to mess around and not to have any improper thoughts about Miaomiao." "This is Yangzhou! This is where the law is respected!" "Law?" Hua Chonglang looked at the people rushing in and sneered, "The law is useless to me!" "No!" Hua Miaomiao shouted immediately when she heard this. But it was too late. A light blue chill suddenly appeared, and in the blink of an eye, the entire rehearsal room turned into an ice room. The security personnel and Sikou who came in were frozen in place, like ice sculptures. Even their Zhoutian cultivation is still the same! The rapidly dropping temperature made the remaining people in the rehearsal room shiver. They also had some cultivation skills, but in the face of this cold air, it was of no use at all. "Even now, you still refuse to call me dad? You are so uneducated!" Hua Chonglang looked at Hua Miaomiao unhappily. father? Zheng Xinyue was puzzled. She remembered Hua Miaomiao said her father was dead! She remembered it very clearly, because few people would say that they were overjoyed when their father died. Hua Miaomiao had this expression at that time.
"Dad!" Hua Miaomiao said in a low voice. "This is the reunion between us father and daughter after ten years. Why speak so quietly? I didn't hear it!" Hua Chonglang said. "Dad!" Hua Miaomiao said loudly. "You're shouting as if I were dead, without any joy at all! Shout again!" Hua Chonglang said again. At this time, Zheng Xinyue felt that Hua Chonglang was going too far. No wonder Hua Miaomiao was so excited when she talked about her father's death! If she had a father like this, she would wish to die sooner! "Dad~" Hua Miaomiao shouted again. The shout of "Dad" was full of surprise and dependence on his father, which made Hua Chonglang very satisfied. Is it easy for him to hear the word "Dad"? (End of this chapter)