Of course, it is OK to call her and ask her.

She could answer all their questions, but she was afraid that when they called, she was doing other important things.

So it's better to find their own daughter first.

Nangong's parents nodded, and then looked at Chu Yao nervously again.

They have heard that the words of cultivating immortals must depend on the spiritual roots.

They have popularized a lot of science.

Many people without spiritual roots cannot practice.

They are afraid that they have no spiritual roots.

"Uncle, aunt, you can relax, don't be so nervous, just test your spiritual roots. Besides, your son and daughter have spiritual roots. It is impossible for you who gave birth to them to have spiritual roots. Don't worry about this."

Yes, if you can give birth to two children with excellent spiritual roots, their spiritual roots are not bad. Even if they are mixed spiritual roots, she can find ways to practice, which is just a little troublesome.

Nangong's parents nodded, saying it made sense, and they thought so, so when they heard Chu Yao say this, they were much more confident and at ease.

Just when Chu Yao wanted them to put their hands on the test ball.

When the door opened, Chu Yao felt a gust of wind blowing to the place next to her.

She shivered and grabbed her clothes. It was really cold, not fake.

"Sister, you have returned from the cultivation world."

His voice was very excited, which made Chu Yao next to him unable to help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

"Let go, let go quickly, I'm almost breathless."

Nangong Yanran kept slapping his brother, hoping to stop Nangong's actions.

She looked at Chuyao and hoped Chuyao could save her.

Chu Yao held her forehead, she was soothing...

Brother Nangong, please keep your usual cool appearance?

Can you not be so tempted?

"That... Brother Nangong, can you let go of your sister first? If you hold it like this exaggeratedly, your sister will be suffocated."

Of course, he didn't hear Chu Yao's words because he was completely excited.

Chu Yao was amused and crying.

I want to pull people away, but I am afraid of hurting Nangong Yanran.

"Brother Nangong, you've had enough."

Nangong Yanran struggled constantly, she couldn't breathe anymore.

Chu Yao then spoke loudly, but her usual laziness was still in her voice.

It just increased the decibels.

Her voice was so high that Brother Nangong also heard it.

He immediately let go of his hand and looked at his sister who was about to suffocate with a look of apology.

"Sister, I'm just so excited, sorry... I didn't mean it."

Actually, she really didn't mean it.

She could breathe fresh air, and she began to breathe fresh air in big mouthfuls.

"Oh my God, I almost got suffocated to death. Next time I see you rush over, I must avoid it, I will."

Nangong Yanran was gasping for breath.

Oh my God, she likes fresh air so much.

"Chu Yao, I almost thought I could not die in the cultivation world, but died at the hands of my brother. I was the first person to be suffocated to death in history.

It’s embarrassing, it’s so embarrassing."

Oh my God, this is a shameful thing.

"Puff..."

Chu Yao smiled sincerely this time and looked at Nangong Yanran's red face and said such words.

It's really funny.

"Sir, you are back, too."

This is how she has been calling her after she has been back from the demon world.

"I said it's the secular world, you don't have to always call me that.

Besides, your sister-in-law and your husband are all my good friends, so you only call me adults.
Chapter completed!