I have special high-cold skills

After noticing the other party's iconic purple eyes, indifferent aura and... pretty face, several people suddenly realized and stared at Fu Sheng with strange expressions.Zixiao Palace.Lord of the Kirin.Hongjun.Xuan Qi.pretty boy.

I always feel as if I thought of something strange - Nuwa.

Sister, am I thinking too much? —— Fuxi.

The so-called Three Thousand Ways... Alas. ——Lao Tzu.

Hmm... the unicorn master really looks good.No wonder. --original.

.... ——Babel.

In the end, it was Lao Tzu who broke the silence. He cleared his cough, smiled kindly, had a childlike face, stroked his long snow-white beard, and looked at Fu Sheng, who was indifferent in front of him, wrapped in a blanket and exuding a cold air: "Dare to ask?" Your Excellency is fellow Taoist Xuanqi?"

Fu Sheng kept a cold face and didn't answer, he was actually considering whether to admit it or not, so he snorted arrogantly: "No."

"..." Everyone.

Stop pretending that your vest has already fallen off!

The author has something to say: So Daozu is full level =. = So Fusheng hugged cu a big (he) leg (xie)

Chapter 20

Seeing everyone's disrespectful and suspicious expressions, Fu Sheng turned his head and looked at the main hall behind him: "Aren't you going over there?" He walked up to the long ladder and signaled to give way.

Fortunately, a few people bowed to thank them for saving face this time, and all of them rushed to Zixiao Palace briskly... too briskly.Fu Sheng was wrapped in a blanket and looked at the backs of everyone thoughtfully. If it wasn't for the suppression of cultivation here, what would happen.Just as he was about to go back and wait for Hongjun, he heard a voice transmission.

[Since you're here, come in. 】The voice is cold and clear, without any ups and downs.

Fu Sheng did stop and smiled slightly, and could not use the sound transmission, so he could only whisper: "I have no clothes on, you let me in like this?" He could hear that Hong Jun didn't seem to intend to let himself go.At first, he guessed that Hongjun didn't expect him to wake up at this time, so he didn't prepare clothes for him, but at this time Hongjun's words made him dismiss that possibility.

[…] Hongjun was silent for a moment, and when Fusheng thought the other party would say something, a set of snow-white clothes floated in front of him.

Fu Sheng stretched out a hand from the blanket to catch it, and then a cold smile appeared on his cold face: "You want me to wear clothes in public?"

[…] Hongjun was silent again.Hearing his slight sigh, Fusheng immediately felt a little better, and said, "You help me wear it."

Hongjun didn't respond for a long time.

Fusheng didn't really want him to help her change her clothes.It's just that the unfamiliar environment he woke up made him a little confused, and the inability to use the shackles of power made him feel uneasy. At first, he even wondered if Hongjun had done something.So he walks around trying to get a response, to get used to the situation.Originally, he should be relieved when he heard Hongjun's voice, but that voice was too cold and cold, which made him... more and more uneasy.He thought... He probably didn't really want such a friend with big thighs to break up with him.

...Damn it, are you kidding me when you get into bed on one side and break up on the other side?

So he wanted to test it out.See what the other party's attitude is.

The faint fragrance of lotus blossoms lingered around the tip of his nose, and someone spread his arms around Fusheng from behind.Fu Sheng turned her face sideways, and saw the pair of silver eyes that drooped slightly but couldn't hide their brilliance.The faint center seems to have settled down.The man's voice was cold, but his breath was as warm as ever: "If you don't want to go, then you won't go."

Fu Sheng raised his eyebrows: "Why do I feel that you don't want me to go?"

Hongjun clenched his hands tightly, but he let out a long sigh: "Whether to go or not, the choice is yours."

Fu Sheng leaned his head back slightly, and the youthful body nestled in the other's arms was not abrupt: "You haven't said what you are going to do in the palace?"

Hongjun said: "I have been sanctified. I am a saint. This Zixiao Temple will be the place where thousands of souls will preach."

Fu Sheng glanced at him in surprise, a little surprised, but not shocked.He knew that Hongjun's cultivation was far above him, but he didn't expect to become a saint... "Are you the first saint?"

Hongjun gave a soft "hmm".

Fu Sheng turned around and faced Hong Jun, carefully watching his eyebrows.After looking at it for a while, he said, "No matter how I look at it, I don't think you are such a... helpful monk. Why do you suddenly want to be such a good person?" He tilted his head and thought for a while: "... merit?"

Hongjun shook his head lightly, those silver eyes seemed to contain everything in the world, but there seemed to be nothing.

Fu Sheng still wanted to ask, but saw a flash in front of her eyes, and she had already returned to the room where she woke up first.Hongjun had already taken the clothes in his hands, and raised his hand: "Didn't you want me to help you wear them?" At this moment, Fu Sheng was shy, and he reached out to grab the clothes and raised his voice slightly: "I will wear them myself!" After speaking, he felt a little childish again, and he cleared his throat: "Aren't you going to preach? Why don't you go?"

Hongjun walked to the side of the jade bed and sat down: "Everyone hasn't arrived yet."

Fu Sheng asked: "Do you have someone special to wait for?"

Hongjun said: "Heaven is waiting."

Fu Sheng snorted.Wrapped in a blanket, he said, "See no evil. Don't you think you should back off?"

Hongjun looked at him indifferently: "Could it be that you have not been seen by me yet?"

I always feel that Hongjun has become a bit shameless...?Fu Sheng stared, then smiled suddenly, and threw the blanket on the ground in a chic manner. The youth's porcelain-like skin was exposed in the air, and the black hair that reached his legs covered his back but couldn't hide the scenery.Fusheng approached Hongjun and sat directly on his lap, raising his arms to wrap around his neck, and his pale pink lips were printed on Hongjun's cheeks, "I've taken off all my clothes, why don't you show me?"

Hongjun was as calm as Liu Xiahui, without any fluctuation on his face, he wrapped one hand around Fusheng's waist, and said softly, "Don't make trouble."

Of course Fusheng is not reconciled, feeling that her charm is in jeopardy and her self-esteem has been challenged.I don't believe that Hongjun really became a Buddha.He sat on Hongjun's lap with his legs apart, and held Hongjun's face with his hands: "I just want to make trouble, what can you do to me?" After speaking, he inserted his hand through Hongjun's neckline.Hongjun immediately stretched out his hand to grab the unruly hand, his silver eyelashes trembled and scratched Fu Sheng's heart itching unbearably.With his hand already touching his chest, Fu Sheng held on to one of the milk-beads, a smug smile appeared on his cold face: "Be careful, I'll pinch it off."

Hongjun sighed and turned over and pressed Fusheng on the jade bed.The hard texture caused Fusheng to soften into a puddle immediately, and he let out a pain and glared at Hongjun fiercely: "Don't understand what it means to be sympathetic to a woman?"

Hongjun has already taken the opportunity to take out Fusheng's hand, but the neckline is wide open, the skin on his chest is as thick as fat, and he can't move his eyes away, and the strands of silver hair slipping from his neck make it tickle. Looking at that picture from a close distance, it is so perfect. The extremely indescribable face made people suffocated, Hongjun said: "What is Lianxiang Xiyu, you teach me, huh?" He lowered his head, the tip of his tongue slipped between Fusheng's throat, and the ending sound turned up, a sexy mess.Fu Sheng could barely hear what the other party was saying. He felt Hongjun's hand touch his calf to his thigh, and a tingling sensation suddenly came up. When he lost his mind, he found that his legs were already clamped around the other party's waist... This posture is very dangerous.

There was something hard rubbing against her lower abdomen, Fu Sheng turned her head, a little embarrassed: "Since you are busy...you can continue after you are done."

Hongjun paused: "You don't want to?" Fu Sheng turned around and saw the expressionless face of the other party.Even though she could clearly feel the hot lust of the other party, that face...has no trace of emotion at all.Inexplicably feeling a little cold, he turned his head away, put his legs down, lay down on the jade bed pretending to be a zombie, and said calmly: "You have solved the things that restricted my cultivation. It should take a lot of time to preach, I will see it in the Hui family." look."

"You have been sleeping for 50 years since that day, and the Qilin clan has all immigrated to the overseas islands. Don't worry about it. After leaving the Zixiao Palace, the suppression will no longer exist. The Zixiao Palace was built in the 33rd day, and it was specially built to avoid conflicts. The formation method..." His voice was low and intoxicating, and his words were orderly, but the calmer he was, the more depressed Fu Sheng became.

Fusheng pushed Hongjun away, sat up, took the clothes and put them on his body layer by layer, Hongjun looked at him without saying a word, for a long time, when Fusheng put on the snow-white short boots, Hongjun asked: "Are you angry? "

...Fu Sheng almost laughed angrily.

He turned his head and smiled, saying every word: "No, yes."

Then when he touched the door, he was held down again.Fu Sheng turned her head irritably and asked coldly: "What are you going to do again?"

Hongjun's expression was calm, the clothes he tidied up were not in a mess, and he looked as high as ever, but his brows were slightly wrinkled. He pursed his lips after hearing Fusheng's words, and sighed softly: "Have you regretted it?"

——Do you regret it?

Fu Sheng was startled, and suddenly remembered what Hongjun said before Su Xing - "You will regret it."

Before he could speak, Hongjun said again: "It's too late to regret it now."

Fu Sheng said: "What do you mean? Everything that should be done and should not be done has happened. At this time, you are saying goodbye to me?"

Hongjun said, "I didn't mean that."

Fu Sheng asked: "Then what do you mean?"

Hongjun didn't speak again.Fu Sheng followed the silence for a while and sighed: "I'm sorry, I don't know what's going on, I'm a little impulsive, I'm not in a good mood, I can't control it."

Hongjun shook his head.

He held Fu Sheng's hand and said softly, "I'll take you there."

Fu Sheng was startled: "Where are you going?"

Hongjun said: "The spiritual island of the Qilin clan."

Fu Sheng looked at him: "Speaking of which, I think the arrangements are secret enough... How did you know about Qilin's relocation overseas? You even know about it everywhere."