Chapter 303 Calling Dad

Yucheng is an ancient city near the lake in Yangzhou.

Although it is October, Yucheng in October is cooler in the morning and evening compared to Xuzhou and Qingzhou in the north, but generally speaking, 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 blue and white Sikou.

"Oh! I haven't seen this scene for several years. Where did this idiot come from? He actually beat people in the street?"

"Yes! Yes! In the past seven or eight years, people were often hung up and beaten. It's really rare in the past four or five years!"

"I heard that this is a person from Xuzhou in the north. He had a dispute with someone on the road and beat him. Fortunately, he knew the severity of the situation and only slightly injured the person, otherwise..."

"Oh, no wonder! No wonder! If he beat the person to death, he might have beheaded him in the street!"

"Tsk tsk tsk! Beheading in the street, I haven't seen it for several years."

"Yes!"

From the crowd watching around, Hua Chonglang understood that it seemed that because this warrior beat people in the street, the people in Yangzhou hung him on the city gate and whipped him as a warning.

He could see clearly that the whip was special and he was also a good beater. Every whip made the Zhoutian warrior's skin and flesh torn.

But this was only physical pain, and more of it was mental whipping.

Being pointed at and watched by a group of people was too socially dead and too embarrassing!

Such a memory will make him remember it for a lifetime.

He can only blame the people of Yucheng for being too aggressive and too harsh. When he was in Xuzhou, no one dared to talk back to him.

He was so angry after being rebuked that he started beating people.

Fortunately, he knew that this was Yangzhou and was only slightly injured. He didn't expect that he would be caught by the Sikou of Yucheng and hung on the city gate and beaten with twenty whips.

After watching the whipping, Hua Chonglang went into the city.

From the Demon Gate Courtyard, there was also this whipping. He intuitively felt that the world had changed.

He didn't just leave the Central Plains for ten years, it seemed that he had left the Central Plains for decades.

He had such an intuitive feeling.

When he arrived in Yucheng, he could already vaguely feel the breath of Hua Miaomiao.

He followed the induction and came to a large courtyard.

There was a sign at the door that said "Yucheng Art Troupe".

The old man at the gate saw a person and said, "Who are you looking for!"

"I'm looking for Hua Miaomiao!" Hua Chonglang walked in.

"Hey, you can't come in!" The old man at the gate was about to say something, but Hua Chonglang glared at him and he fainted.

Hua Miaomiao, who was rehearsing a song in the rehearsal room, suddenly heard a messy sound outside.

She was still wondering why the art troupe was so noisy today.

Then she saw a familiar and unforgettable face!

Compared to the last time they met, his eyes had recovered, and his face was like a man in his thirties or forties, evil and domineering.

That was his father, Hua Chonglang!

"You...you..." Hua Miaomiao saw Hua Chonglang and felt her heart beating wildly.

No surprise, only shock!

"Why, are you unhappy to see me?" Hua Chonglang walked into the rehearsal room.

He saw Hua Miaomiao in a simple outfit. She was originally wearing a silk dress, but now she was only wearing ordinary green clothes. The long black hair that had been hanging down was also tied into a braid.

But her face was not very good, and it was pale.

Others in the rehearsal room saw a handsome middle-aged man coming in, and his eyes were still shining. 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 didn't know that the person in front of her was not right.

"Aren't you dead?" Hua Miaomiao stared at Hua Chonglang and said dryly.

Since hearing the news of Hua Chonglang's death ten years ago, Hua Miaomiao felt like a big stone fell from her heart, and her eldest brother also came back.

It's great!

But she really didn't like the atmosphere of the Demon Gate Mansion. It was so depressing and restrained there. After meeting her eldest brother, she continued to wander in the world.

She likes to play the piano.

By chance, when she was in Jingzhou, she became a pianist of the Jianghu Reform Association. Not only can she play the piano for more people to listen to, but she can also teach many students.

It's really meaningful!

She felt it was much better than being in 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 the Demon Gate family was really annoying!

But she didn't expect that the nightmare that she had been trying to forget for many years would reappear in front of her, making her feel scared.

"Here! Here!" There was a messy voice outside the door, which seemed to be the voice of the security staff and Sikou of the art troupe.

Hua Chonglang could buy a ticket to go back to his home because he found it interesting.

But he would break 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, who was pale.

Hua Miaomiao didn't say anything, but Zheng Xinyue beside her imagined some sadomasochistic plots and revenge stories, and said boldly: "I warn you not to mess around and not to have any improper thoughts about Miaomiao."

"This is Yangzhou! Here we abide by the law!"

"Law?" Hua Chonglang looked at the people who rushed in and sneered: "The law is useless to me!"

"Don't!" Hua Miaomiao shouted immediately when she heard this.

But it was too late. The light blue cold air suddenly appeared. In the blink of an eye, the whole rehearsal room became an ice room.

Those security personnel and Sikou who came in were frozen in place, like an ice sculpture.

Even their Zhoutian cultivation was the same!

The rapidly dropping temperature made the remaining people in the rehearsal room shiver. They also had some cultivation, but in the face of this cold air, it didn't work at all.

"You still don't want to call me dad until now? You are really uneducated!" Hua Chonglang looked at Hua Miaomiao unhappily.

Dad?

Zheng Xinyue was puzzled. She remembered that Hua Miaomiao said that her father was dead!

She remembered it very clearly, because few people said that when their father died, they were very happy.

Hua Miaomiao had this expression at the time.

"Dad!" Hua Miaomiao said in a low voice.

"This is our reunion after ten years, why so low voice. I didn't hear it!" Hua Chonglang said.

"Dad!" Hua Miaomiao said loudly.

"You shouted as if I was dead, without any joy! Shout again!" Hua Chonglang said again.

At this time, Zheng Xinyue felt that Hua Chonglang was too much.

No wonder Hua Miaomiao was so excited when she talked about her father's death! If she had a father like this, she would also wish to die early!

"Dad~" Hua Miaomiao shouted again.

This 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 "Dad"?