Hidden God

Chapter Eleven

All species of female **** in the world like to show off one thing: their married husband; they also like to hide a secret: their own age.

The immortals have a long life span and are always youthful. The age gap between hundreds and thousands of adults is almost negligible. No female gentleman likes to be complimented by others, especially the big beauties who are well-known in the fairy world for their beauty. The natural second of Kuching had an offensive mouth. Hua Shu didn't give him a glance and invited him out of the lobby politely. It was already a good temper.

It is a group of male gentlemen, who were dumbfounded by Kuching's words.

This fat immortal who turned out to have grown into such a virtue is the second stupid son who ran out of the town! Can you speak? Do you let them who are younger than Princess Hua Shu live? In this row of people sitting in the lobby, they are here to beg the daughter-in-law, not to the predecessor!

In the quiet lobby, everyone held their breath, their eyes turned around Kuching and Hua Shu, their movements were very consistent. Kuching still looked at Hua Shu with a heartless smile, as if he had put his ten pounds of sincerity in the sentence just now.

Hua Shu lived several thousand years old. He was taken aback for the first time when he heard this new sentence. When he noticed the silent atmosphere in the lobby, he smiled refreshingly and gracefully, and raised his teacup to respect." What the fairy monarch of Kuching said is how old I am, so I really don’t need to be polite. Hua Shu respects me with tea, the fairy monarch of Kuching, please."

Hua Shu has always been cold and cold, and has little rhetoric with Xianjun. She has not angered Kuching and even showed her kindness, which is really rare.

Regardless of whether Donghua Shangjun's name is easy to use, or she is indeed generous, no matter what, Hua Shu has alleviated the atmosphere in the hall, making it even more informal.

It was so neat and scattered, and he didn't care about his unobstructed speech, which was somewhat similar to the female gentleman last night. Kuching was still unsure in his heart. He narrowed his small eyes, took the tea from the Cardinals, and turned the mouth of the cup, jokingly asking: "I see your Highness the same, I wonder if the same is true for Your Highness?"

These words were straightforward enough, and the princes heard it rather unpleasantly. There are some people behind the high threshold and strong family background. How can others dare to be so presumptuous to Hua Shu?

Hua Shu didn't raise his eyes to look at him, but replied sternly: "No."

Gu Xiaopang had a look on his face. Seeing him deflated, Tang Zhongxian Jun felt refreshed in his heart.

After all, Hua Shu put down his teacup, pushed a strand of hair behind his ears, looked at Kuching, smiled lightly, and replied with a slightly deep meaning: "It's not right to see it as it is, and it might be more appropriate to see it as it is."

Goodbye? Only separated by a wall, this fat boy really got the moon first when he was near the water! The expressions of the male gentlemen suddenly became subtle.

Gu Xiaopang didn't have time to watch other people, the black pupils in his narrow eyes suddenly enlarged, and his dangling voice increased unconsciously, with a touch of joy: "Your Highness last night..."

Before he finished his words, the sound of the teacup falling to the ground suddenly sounded in the lobby accompanied by the exclamation of a female gentleman.

"Ah! Biyun!"

The princes turned their heads, just in time to see Fairy Biyun of Nanshan looking at the three princesses of the South China Sea, Jinyun, whose skirt was stained with tea stains. Biyun paused, and immediately fiddled with the tea leaves on the skirt for Jinyun, embarrassing.

Jinyun returned to his senses, wondering that he just screamed too much and hurt Biyun's face. She hurriedly took Biyun's hand and said, "Nothing, no matter, sister Biyun, I was just shocked."

Biyun raised his head and was about to say a word of gratitude, but unexpectedly met the coldness that flashed through Kuching's eyes, and his face was suddenly pale as paper, and he couldn't say anything.

Seeing her look like this, Kuching's expression remained the same, but the coldness in his eyes had disappeared a bit.

Hua Shu knew the reason, she chuckled and interrupted the silence, "Cardinal, take Princess Jinyun to the inner hall to change clothes, and re-serve the Biyun lady with a cup of tea."

"Yes." The Cardinals replied and led Princess Jinyun to the back hall.

Biyun sat down again, looking anxiously at the Fat Immortal Monarch who still had a smile on his face not far away, and his heart trembled inexplicably. Could it be that the icy breath that flashed through Kuching's eyes just now was just her illusion?

"Kuching Xianjun, what did you want to ask just now?" Once the matter was resolved, Xuan Che Xianjun in the hall shook the bone fan in his hand and smiled and asked about Kuching.

When everyone saw him speak, they immediately became interested, secretly saying that Fat Xianjun's luck was over. Xuan Che is the son of the Lord of Thunder. He is arrogant and mean. He admires Hua Shu. He never looks good to the male gentleman beside Hua Shu, and he is very harsh. Because of his father's high authority, he was in charge of the punishment of thunder and punishment in the heavenly palace, so the immortals usually regarded him as a scourge, who could hide or hide.

These two clashes, but hope that Kuching will have the upper hand.

There was also a touch of disgust in Hua Shu's eyes, but she remained silent and only cast her eyes on Kuching. She wanted to see how Kuching would speak, after all, as long as he tells what happened last night, he, the god-defending fairy king, will immediately become the object of all the immortals who slap the horse and sing praises. As long as everything has something to do with the True God of the Ancient Realm, even the size of a sesame mung bean is enough to shock the Lower Three Realms for several years.

Instead of looking at Xuan Che, Kuching looked up at Hua Shu and said, "When I entered the island, I heard Fairy Thong say that the scenery of Wutong Island is the best of the year. I just want to ask..." he After a meal, Biyun steadily received a sentence in his trembling eyes of prayer: "His Royal Highness was very happy last night. I watched Wutong Island?"

As his voice fell to the ground, Biyun's tight body loosened, leaning on the wooden chair, and his face returned a little ruddy.

Before Hua Shu could answer, Xuan Che greeted him with a deep disdain: "What am I saying, I originally wanted to find out where the princess would like to swim every day..." He slapped the bone in his palm and slapped it in Kuching. Fat Dundun patrolled his body for a full circle, and said: "Kuching fairy, even if you know where the princess is swimming? How can you be with your posture, so you have the physical strength to accompany you? Is it possible to bother you on a trip to Indus Island? More than a dozen of my nephews brought out the Xueyuanxian cart for you and waited on them with their saddles behind them? Besides, I heard that you are only more than two hundred years old, so why don't you know how to be compassionate to the elderly?

Xuan Che was accustomed to the domineering arrogance of some second generation ancestors, and he liked to choose some great principles to suppress the enemy, and a few words would damage Kuching enough.

Piansheng, what he met was the little prince who was raised by two wonderful species, Tianqi and Fengran, the second generation ancestor of the Three Realms and Eight Desolations, the most well-known in the Three Realms and Eight Wastes. In terms of the narrow aura of the tricky and venomous snake, apart from his mother's antiquity, the Kuching gods and Buddhas in the Eight Desolations of Kyushu are not as good.

Before the pitying gaze of Man Tang could be cast on Kuching, he had dragged his fat belly into a ball, and moved towards Xuan Che on the wooden chair bit by bit. The monarchs eagerly looked forward to his counterattack, but his movements were a bit slow, until everyone's necks were stubborn, he was worthy to look at Xuan Che.

Kuching’s voice is slow and sincere: "Xuanche, the fairy, Xiaoxian is dull, there is something that I have learned for decades, but I can’t figure it out. I heard that Xianjun Huigen is first-class in the immortal world. Can you enlighten me? One or two?"

Xuan Che had damaged people and was also wearing a high hat, and he hummed, "Let's talk about it."

The immortals sighed. The little apprentice of Donghua Old Shangjun seemed to be a muddy fellow, and the city was shrunk before confrontation.

"Xianjun knows how many true gods co-existed with the sun and the moon in the ancient gods?"

When the problem came out, everyone was dumbfounded, and Xuan Che even sneered, and his contemptuous voice resounded loudly in the lobby: "The four gods of ancient times, Zhiyang, Baijue, and Tianqi are the four true gods of the ancient gods. The immortals of Kuching, you are great. Couldn't even find an ancient book in Zeshan?"

"I know that, Xiaoxian just doesn't know, who is the leader of the four gods?"

Xuan Che no longer had any hope for Kuching’s IQ. He only felt that Daze Mountain had sunk to the west. He taught these children a real joke, and then replied: "The God of Zhiyang came to the world at the beginning of Chaos, and he is more than 230,000 years old. longest."

However, some immortals had the deep meaning of the Kuching dialect, and they gradually came back to their senses. Hua Shu was one of them. She looked upright and looked at Kuching's eyes with a touch of inquiry.

"Oh... that's the case." Kuching nodded slowly, as if he was being taught, and then said: "Then I don't know which **** is honored?"

"Naturally an ancient god..." Xuan Che's triumphant voice suddenly stuck in his throat, and the last word "Jun" couldn't be spit out anymore. He met the squinted small eyes diagonally opposite, and his face was blue and purple with a little cold sweat on his forehead.

As we all know in the Three Realms, the ancient gods of the four true gods inherited the power of chaos from the ancestor **** Qingtian. He laughed at Kuching who does not respect the elderly, which is tantamount to laugh at the ancient gods who set this precedent in the world.

"There are a few 200,000-year-old tortoises hidden in the South China Sea. According to Xianjun's questioning Xiaoxian just now, the ancient gods saw these "old men", afraid that they would have to salute and greet them to become decent?" Kuching prolonged his accent, "Xiang Xian is two hundred years old this year. I heard that you are four thousand years old, Xianjun. It is a sin to see you before you have time to worship..."

He stopped the sound at the right time, just bend his eyes into a pure arc.

The whole room was quiet. The monarchs looked at Kuching, who was smiling kindly for a while, silently mourned for Xuanche Xianjun, and then unconsciously moved their buttocks in the opposite direction of Kuching.

This fat fairy king was originally a master who cannibalize people without spitting out bones.

Xuan Che's leisurely posture was not there, and the hand holding the bone fan showed blue veins. For a long time, his lips were tight, he got up and took two steps towards Kuching, bowed his head, bowed and performed the salute, "This is what the goddess of Kuching said. It’s a shameless Xuanche. Xianjun is the disciple of Donghua Lao Shangjun, Chang Xuanche’s generation. Just now, I was blinded for a while and uttered wild words. "

Although Xuan Che had a bitter temperament, arrogant and arrogant, he was not a fool after four thousand years of life. It's just that the folded waist is so unnatural and overly stiff.

There was a sudden clicking sound in the lobby, and all the immortals raised their eyes and looked at the fat young fairy like Xuan Che who hadn’t been bent over and saluted, with his eyes drooping and staring at the melon seeds that he grabbed in his fleshy palms. , My heart trembled, thinking, Xuan Che Xianjun is really suffering.

Hua Shu leaned back on the wooden chair in his spare time, and looked up at Kuching. As expected to be Donghua's apprentice, he has a few tricks, but unfortunately, he has only learned to ask for a bit of lip service.

The immortals waited for Kuching to sip a cup of tea slowly, knocked half a plate of melon seeds, only to hear his brisk and surprised voice whirling: "Oh, oh, what do you do with Xuan Che Xianjun, Xiaoxian, I just I don’t understand one or two questions before I ask for advice. Don’t care about anything, don’t mind if I say a few idiots. Xiaoxian’s admiration for the fairy is like the endless river of water, in the future. I have to talk more... Sit, come, have a cup of tea, let’s discuss the issue of my weight again. I heard that your father, Lei Shangjun, is as mighty and majestic as I am. I don’t know how he got here. Your mother's qualifications to accompany you...Huh? Your face looks a little pale, isn't it full? I think you are still too skinny, like a bamboo pole, you can run away in a gust of wind, and I will get back to school tomorrow Zeshan finds two big tonic pills for you, and keeps them as strong as King Kong after you ate them..."

The voice was not over yet, all the monarchs only saw Shangjun Xuanche bend over again, his face grayed out and escaped from the lobby after accusing him of the crime.

Kuching smiled at his back, cast a gentle and innocent smile at the stunned immortals, and quietly closed his voice, and then nestled back in the wooden chair like Maitreya Buddha, as if he had never moved a bit.

In a battle without gunpowder, the fat fairy in Dazeshan killed Xuan Che and ran into a river of blood.

Although the outcome of the battle was unexpected, it was in line with everyone's expectations.

The immortals finally know why the old master of Donghua has accepted such a little apprentice when he is so old. Kuching is ugly but ugly, and fat is fat, but this love and hate is really pleasing tomorrow. .

Because he defeated the hateful Lord Xuan Che, most of the immortal monarchs looked kindly towards Kuching. There are even female gentlemen who feel that Kuching's chubby appearance is still eye-catching, at least full of naive attitude.

After Xuan Che left, the lobby began to laugh and talk in twos and threes. Kuching kept looking at Hua Shu, who was sitting on the first place. Whenever he wanted to say a few words, the pleading gaze of the lady of Biyun floated over not far away. He had to hide the question in his heart and waited patiently for everyone to leave. .

But his expression fell into the eyes of everyone, and it became the appearance that he admired Hua Shu very much. The female princes all sighed that the male celestial prince of the immortal world died under the peacock skirt of Princess Hua Shu. On the contrary, Hua Shu has always had a faint expression. When talking with everyone, he would exchange greetings with Kuching from time to time, neither warm nor cold.

There were only two hours left before the dinner hosted by the Emperor of Heaven, and the fairy princes left one after another. Only a few female princes wanted to get a first-class seat next to Hua Shu, so they just stayed. Seeing Hua Shu and a few female fairies walking towards the inner hall with a smile, the Biyun female prince was also gone. Kuching gritted his teeth, pulled out his legs and carried a fat body and chased the female princes.

If you don't ask clearly, his heart is really noisy.

After passing the corridor, I could catch up after a few steps, and the chuckle of the female monarch in front came into my ears, making Kuching pause.

"His Royal Highness, the immortal king of Kuching is not very old, and the methods are not shallow. I have teased the immortal Xuanche a lot today. Immortal Xuanche is embarrassed, I am afraid that he will not dare to leave Leiyu Palace for many years." A female monarch.

Kuching was brought up by the Apocalypse, and his actions and words can't help but bear some points, just like today's Xuanche, it is completely the usual method of the Apocalypse, but the immortals of the lower three realms have little knowledge. He was also a young man, and he was praised by others, and he was suddenly excited, hiding behind the corridor, tiptoeing and eavesdropping, wanting to see Hua Shu's reaction.

"With his age to provoke Xuan Che, he is really courageous." Hua Shu nodded slightly and replied.

The female prince hid her face and smiled, "His Royal Highness, look at the appearance of the fairy prince in Kuching just now, I only want you to have a look in my heart!" Seeing Hua Shu's face can't afford the slightest waves, she heard the sound, and she knew what she meant. He sighed: "It's a pity that although the fairy king of Kuching has a good long-term view, he is too young and incomprehensible. I'm afraid it's just a budding flower, not a good son-in-law."

Kuching is only two hundred years old. Although it is an adult, it is indeed only a flower and bone compared with their daughters who have been thousands of years old.

As soon as these words came out, the women burst into laughter, and even the corners of Hua Shu's mouth twitched slightly.

Gu Xiaopang, who was hiding behind the wooden fence, had a strange face, chewing these words over and over, completely depressed. After Hua Shu and the female princes separated temporarily to change clothes, he recovered and hurriedly chased after him.

Hua Shu entered the inner hall with one foot. Before the Cardinals could close the door, they saw a flaming cloud flying from the corridor. She couldn't help feeling that such a speed is really difficult for that huge body.

"Kuching Xianjun!" The Cardinals were surprised and surprised, but they did not forget their duty, and stopped Kuching in front of the door.

"His Royal Highness Hua Shu." Kuching closed his foot abruptly, holding on to the door and panting.

Hua Shu hid the impatience under his eyes, and turned around, "Kuching Immortal, what's the matter?"

Seeing Hua Shu turned around, Kuching hurriedly stood upright, even carefully smoothing the pleated robe.

He raised his head, looked at Hua Shu very seriously, and asked, "His Royal Highness, helped me in the Wutong Forest yesterday, but your Highness?"