Sword Qi Hengqiu

The girl had a bad complexion, and she sat cross-legged in front of Ling Rangjin: "Why did you get involved with that bastard Demon Lord of our family? Immortal Lord, listen to me, the world is big, why bother to leave someone who is sincere?"

Ling Rang leaned on the head of the bed and smiled, "Girl, did you misunderstand something?"

The girl was about to speak when she heard Bu Fanshuang's voice that sounded like a smile but not a smile at the door: "Before I left, I thought I was a couple with the Suzerain of the Desolate Sect. This is because I heard some gossip outside, and changed Bian Chen Is Wu the wife of your Mozun?"

The girl's eyes changed, she was instantly cowardly, she lowered her head and said nothing.

"Your habit of being a matchmaker has come to an end." Bu Fanshuang leaned against the door with a smile, "When I'm in a good mood, get out of here."

The girl stood up dejectedly, and glanced at Bu Fanshuang: "I won't be punished this time? Last time I said you and the lord of the Desolate Sect, wouldn't you punish me to go to the northwest to eat sand?"

"Are you addicted to being punished?" Bu Fanshuang folded his arms and looked at her, "That's fine, I'll tell you a secret."

The girl's ears perked up instantly: "What what?"

"The Mrs. Mozun in your heart has come to find his sweetheart." Bu Fanshuang admired the girl's face that changed color instantly, "And it's the kind of life and death. Congratulations, your Mrs. Mozun is about to change." She has become the young master's wife, although she is a generation behind, she is still a member of our Gushan."

The girl stood there blankly, as if struck by lightning, and after a long time, she slowly uttered a word: "Ah?"

She shook her head and asked blankly, "What young master?"

"I just took in an apprentice." Bu Fanshuang said, "Do you know that I will be respectful when I see you in the future?"

The girl couldn't take it any longer, and ran away in a hurry.

"Is this the one who likes to be a matchmaker?" Ling Rangjin said with a smile, "It's interesting."

"It's just that the eyes are not very good." Bu Fanshuang clapped his hands, and suddenly a group of demon cultivators fell outside the door. They didn't know what to do in the yard. Bu Fanshuang walked into the room and slammed the door behind him, blocking Ling Rangjin's view.He walked to the bed and twisted it casually, and the flowers that had been placed before turned into little bits of light, not even a single broken branch or leaf left.

"She likes Lalangpei, and thinks she is the old man who came down to earth." Bu Fanshuang wrote lightly, "So a while ago I threw her to the northwest, where there are no people and there is no beauty for her to think about."

After finishing speaking, he kindly added: "Recently, the Remnant Desolate Sect has been making a lot of noise in the northwest."

I must have sent the girl to grab the territory by the way.Ling Rangjin smiled, threw off the fan and began to fan: "Leaving aside this, what's going on outside the door?"

"Oh." Bu Fanshuang replied casually with disapproval, "You will know when the time comes."

"Where's the apprentice and Shen Wu?"

"I locked them in." Bu Fanshuang walked to the bookshelf leisurely, took out a book, and looked down, "Don't worry, I will let them go, but seeing them chasing the other and hiding, it's hard to calm down." His appearance is really interesting, I will just stay and watch the show for a few days."

Ling Rangjin also knew that there was nothing to persuade him, so he put away his fan and said with a low laugh, "I'm tired, where will Demon Lord sleep tonight?"

The Mozun didn't even look at him: "It depends on your mood."

Ling Rangjin didn't ask any more questions, she put on the brocade quilt and went to sleep.He has injuries on his body, he is much more lethargic than ordinary people, and has complicated dreams, all kinds of them, he actually replayed half his life again.At midnight, after waking up from a dream, he turned his head and saw Bu Fanshuang sleeping peacefully beside him with his eyes closed.

Ling Rangjin didn't know that he was laughing in the dark, he just gently pulled the quilt and pressed it for Bu Fanshuang.

After finishing, he suddenly burst into laughter: Could it be that the Demon Lord still has a cold?

Since he was injured, his mind has changed a bit, and sometimes he is more indecisive than before when he thinks about things and does things.

Ling Rangjin lowered his eyes, thinking: It's not good after all.

The wounded were more or less weak, if according to what Feng Qiongye said, the Remnant Desolate Sect would come back frequently, and if his injuries were not healed at that time, he might die in the next battle between immortals and demons.

Then he must hurry up and arrange the affairs behind him, so he can't waste any more time.

It's just that the appearance of Feng Qiongye means that everything has a turning point.Ling Rangjin lay back, closed his eyes, and heard Bu Fanshuang turning over beside him, he was inexplicably calm.

He fell asleep planning again.

Early the next morning, Ling Rangjin was awakened by the scent of flowers. If it weren't for a group of weird and unruly demon cultivators in Gushan, outsiders would think it was a fairy cave.Lanzhi vanilla, all kinds of flying flowers.This morning's floral fragrance is gardenia, with a strong aroma, always reminiscent of the prosperous world.

Ling Rangjin opened his eyes and saw a bunch of gardenias placed on the low table not far from the bed.

He stood up slowly and suddenly smiled.But he laughed from time to time, and it was hard to see his thoughts from his smile.Immortal Venerable got up, went to wash first, then opened the cabinet, intending to steal his concubine's clothes again, but he was horrified to find that there were half a cupboard of white clothes in the cabinet.

He looked back and saw that there was an extra makeup box next to him. Ling Rangjin hesitated for a long time, suspecting that the demon king was crazy again and planned to disguise himself as a woman.Then should he protect Bu Fanshuang's preferences?

But thinking about Bu Fanshuang's face with the shirt and skirt saying those incomprehensible love words to herself, Ling Rangjin felt scalp numb.It's not that men can't wear women's clothing, it's just that Bu Fanshuang's women's clothing makes him feel sour after being struck by lightning.

After hesitating for a while, he opened the makeup box and heaved a sigh of relief. It was actually a jewelry box, and there were also jasper hairpins and sapphire crowns, and they were all men's styles.Ling Rang thought about it for a while, and felt that it looked a little familiar, and when he looked carefully, he found that it was the style he used to like to wear.

Co-authoring is all for him.Ling Rangjin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he accepted Bu Fanshuang's kindness, put on a white dress and tied up his long hair, but he looked around, but still didn't see the shoes, so he gave up.Then he pushed open the door, intending to ask Feng Qiongye what was going on there.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he saw that the courtyard had changed its appearance. It was actually planted with various kinds of Qionghuayucao. The lotus blooms in one corner, while the rest of the place is red like rain. The yard is full of fallen flowers of various colors spread on the grass, it seems to be made of silk with flowers and spread on the road.There are a few trails left among the flying flowers all over the ground. At a glance, they are actually paved with high-quality fire-type warm jade spirit stones. A piece of warm jade is worth thousands of gold. These few roads can basically buy a small one. It's sect.

Even Ling Rangjin was stunned for a few seconds when he saw this prodigal scene.He stepped on it tentatively, and found that the slate was as warm as a summer afternoon, and the color was beautiful, like clouds.

He finally knew why there were no shoes in the room.

In fact, he has a quirk. He doesn't like to wear boots and socks. He always feels uncomfortable. In the past, the first thing he did when he returned to his room was to remove the boots and socks and put on soft shoes that he wore at home. It will also spread snow wolf fur on the ground and walk barefoot.

It's just that he didn't know that Bu Fanshuang still remembered.

The warm jade was wiped clean, and the lines inside could be seen clearly.Appropriate enough to warm people's hearts.

Ling Rangjin moved his fingers slightly, walked out of the yard, opened the door, and saw a Nuanyu path leading to the Fengqiongye small building, which was paved by Bu Fanshuang knowing that he would go to see his younger generation.

Moxiu and his servants walked around the Nuanyu one after another, it can be seen that only one person can step on it.

Ling Rangjin let out a long sigh: "It's really a sin for me to feel like I'm Bao Si Da Ji."

There was a man sitting on the tree behind him, holding a flute in his hand, he said casually: "It's hard to buy a smile, but I can afford a few pieces of warm jade."

Ling Rangjin turned around and looked up: "Why is Fanshuang so nice to me all of a sudden?"

"I thought about it yesterday." Bu Fanshuang swayed his legs on the tree, "I am not very kind to you, of course you won't like me, but what if I treat you very well? I don't know if you will be tempted .”

Ling Rang smiled and said, "Then do you want me to like you, or not?"

"I'm just wondering if it will be possible." Bu Fanshuang said forcefully, "So whether I want it or not has nothing to do with what I want to do. Of course, if you really like me, it will be very troublesome. I don't care about your current relationship with me. very satisfied."

Ling Rangjin said: "I see, you still want to watch the show, what you want to know is whether I will be tempted by the process, not the result."

"It really is my confidant." Bu Fanshuang said with emotion, "I told my apprentice yesterday that he actually looked at me in horror. Isn't that understandable?"

Ling Rang was about to defend Feng Qiongye, a normal person, but suddenly he heard someone speeding towards this direction, and in a moment a man in black landed under the Bufanshuang tree: "My lord, Guardian Zuo is back."

Bu Fanshuang raised her eyebrows and jumped off the tree: "Has Jiuyuan Qionghua gone?"

Just as they were asking, a young man appeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye. The young man held his right guardian, which was the back of the black cat's neck, with one hand, saluted Bu Fanshuang, and turned back to Ling Rangjin, smiling. , Then got up and said: "You said that I have a clue for Jiuyuan Qionghua. Now I know that it is in the northwest desert, and no specific clues will be broken." I also know that that place is now the territory of the Desolate Sect. I suspect that they suddenly ran to the northwest desert for something. Maybe they were looking for this Nine Yuan Qionghua. According to my research, this thing can cure the dead. Even if it is Immortal cultivators and demon cultivators will inevitably suffer from the five declines of heaven and man, but with this thing, it can delay time to some extent."

Bu Fanshuang clapped his hands when he heard the word "Northwest", and Moxiu, who came to report first, lowered his head to listen to his order.Ling Rangjin stared at the cat in Zuo Hufa's arms, and wanted to touch it very much. He liked things, but after coming to Gushan, seeing only such a cat, his hands were a little itchy.

He was wandering in the sky, and Bu Fanshuang had already ordered over there: "Bring your Miss Qing over here, she has been squatting in the northwest for so long, if she doesn't even know what happened there, she should go back and continue squatting. "

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