Raiders a fairy to be a wife

When Luo Fuchuan woke up, Jing Ya was not in the room, nor outside the house. He searched around but did not see his figure, and he was not in the place where he usually practiced. He was wondering where Jing Ya had gone. , Jing Ya came back, the bowl in his hand was still steaming.

Jing Ya smiled and said: "Master, let's go into the house. It's cold outside. My disciple has prepared tremella and lotus seed soup for you to warm you up."

Luo Fuchuan nodded, went back to the room, took the white fungus and lotus seed soup in Jingya's hand, took a sip, and thought it was not bad, so he drank a few more sips, Jingya sat beside him and looked at it with a smile on his face. He seemed to be looking forward to his evaluation of this soup.

"It tastes good," he said, "Thanks for your hard work."

"No hard work, no hard work, as long as the master likes it."

After saying this, the room suddenly became quiet. Jing Ya looked at Luo Fuchuan cautiously. He was closing his eyes and resting his mind. He had no intention of speaking at all. Jing Ya hesitated for a while, wondering if he should ask Before he had time to say what he had bitten him last night, Yi Qingbei came, knocked on the door, and said respectfully outside the door: "Uncle, Master invites you to drink tea .”

Luo Fuchuan slowly opened his eyes. As soon as he stood up and turned around, Yi Qingbei saw the bite marks on his neck. He froze for a moment, and then looked at Jingya who was standing beside Luo Fuchuan, as if suddenly It was as if he understood something, with a look of enlightenment in his eyes.

Jing Ya sweated slightly, Senior Brother Yi, you must be thinking wrong!

Noticing Yi Qingbei's gaze, Luo Fuchuan stretched out his hand and touched his neck. When his fingers stroked the bite mark, the expression on his face stiffened, and then he looked at Jingya. Dare to look at his face, so he can only pretend to look casually at the furnishings in the room, not daring to meet Luo Fuchuan's eyes at all.

"Come back and settle accounts with you."

"..."

Jingya wanted to cry, but Master did not find any bite marks. If Senior Brother Yi hadn’t come, maybe everything would be fine. Ah, really, what the hell is Master Lin Muyu looking for at this time? It’s over. , Will Master be angry when he comes back?Will you punish yourself?

Jing Ya sighed helplessly, and touched his teeth. He actually has canine teeth, both on both sides, but they grow in the inner part, so you can't see them at all, and he doesn't like to laugh out loud. When he smiles, he keeps his mouth shut and can't see his teeth, so almost no one knows that he has canine teeth.

However, it is estimated that Master knows now.

On the other side, Luo Fuchuan, who went to Lixia Peak to find Lin Muyu, used spells to remove the bite marks on his neck on the way, lest Lin Muyu would see him and make fun of him.

Lin Muyu was still as energetic as before, she smiled when she saw Luo Fuchuan, and when she walked over and stretched out her arms to give Luo Fuchuan a hug, Luo Fuchuan dodged him, he "cut" and muttered: " It’s true that the older you get, the less cute you are, when you saw me before, you would give me a polite hug, but now you just ignore me, it’s too much.”

Luo Fuchuan sat down straight away, and said lightly: "You came to me specifically not just to drink tea, tell me, what's the matter."

"Liu Anqiu, who injured you three years ago, has been trying to find a way to break through the barrier of Mingzhong Mountain recently. It seems that he wants to come here and bring him back in person."

Luo Fuchuan froze for a moment, the teacup in his hand trembled for a moment.

They all know that this "he" refers to Jingya.

"Before, he had confidently thought that Jingya would take the initiative to leave Xue Aofeng, but he didn't expect that he would stay here peacefully for the past three years, and didn't ask anything related to you. It seems that his patience has run out. Take the initiative to attack. What do you think of this matter?"

Luo Fuchuan took a sip of tea indifferently, and after putting down the teacup, he looked at Lin Muyu: "Even if Jingya knows, it doesn't matter, those things in the past have already become a foregone conclusion, and it is impossible to change, since time can't wash away those memories, Then just accept it."

"Not everyone thinks like you." Lin Muyu also looked into his eyes: "Just in case, I will strengthen the enchantment of Mingzhong Mountain. You have been watching Jingya carefully recently. Don't let him go down the mountain. If I met Liu Anqiu, and told him something about the past, when the time comes, your little apprentice will really be abducted by him."

"...he can't run."

"Abduction is different from running by yourself," Lin Muyu smiled, "Do you think Jingya can beat Liu Anqiu now? Don't forget, Liu Anqiu is one of the Yin-Yang elders of the ghost clan. Even you may not be able to defeat him. What's more, it's your little apprentice who has just started for a few years, it's always good to be careful."

"……understood."

After coming out of Lin Muyu's place, Luo Fuchuan seemed to be preoccupied. It's not that he shouldn't be worried about what Lin Muyu said, but he felt that it had been such a long time, and even if it was brought up again, it would not help the matter. I believe that Jing Ya will not leave Xue Ao Peak because of what Liu Anqiu said, he believes that Jing Ya will stay here.

Liu Anqiu's purpose was clear from the very beginning, but he was too low-key, they never noticed until now that he started looking for a way to break the barrier, they realized the seriousness of the matter.

If Liu Anqiu really broke the barrier and entered Xueao Peak, found Jingya and told him the things before...

Luo Fuchuan suddenly felt a little upset.

"Master!"

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted. When he raised his head, he saw Jingya standing not far away waving at him. He smiled, holding a piece of clothing in his arms, and a snowman just piled up at his feet.

Seeing Jingya, he suddenly felt a little more at ease. Now it is good. He believes that Jingya will not be shaken by those things. Liu Anqiu is just a stranger to him, and what he said has no credibility. , Jing Ya did not believe that it was possible for him.

Striding up to Jingya, he said, "I'm building a snowman again, why do you still look like a child at such a big age?"

"Snowman, you can make snowmen at any age, just be happy," Jingya smiled and put the clothes on Luo Fuchuan: "Master left in a hurry, it's cold outside, we need to wear more, so as not to catch cold."

Luo Fuchuan froze for a moment, and said involuntarily: "Jingya, what if..."

Jing Ya looked at him: "What?"

Luo Fuchuan suddenly realized his mistake, and quickly shook his head: "It's nothing, it's nothing important, let's talk about it later. It's cold outside, don't play in the snow, go back."

"it is good!"

Just as Jing Ya turned around, she suddenly thought of what happened just now, turned around again, and explained with some embarrassment: "Well, Master, I bit you last night, I didn't mean it, I was drunk at the time, I I don’t know why I bit you and left bite marks, I’m really sorry. If the master is angry, he can bite you back, and the disciple has absolutely no complaints!”

"..." Luo Fuchuan Khan: "Go back quickly, stop thinking about it."

"Then, Master, aren't you angry with your disciple?"

"No birth."

"Really?"

"real."

After getting Luo Fuchuan's affirmative answer, Jingya hummed a little tune happily and left. Luo Fuchuan stood on the spot and looked at his back, sighed softly, then lowered his head to look at Jingya who piled up not long ago. The two snowmen leaned over slowly, stretched out their fingers and lightly sketched a few strokes on the expressionless snowman, and the snowman instantly showed a vivid smiling expression.

One of them smiled foolishly, just like Jingya who had just left.

There is another one, although there is not much expression on the face, but the facial expression is soft.

After Jing Ya returned to the room, Song Yu came with the stove in his arms, his hair still messy and not combed properly, Jiang Tianen followed behind him, still holding two bowls of hangover soup in his hands.

Song Yu lay down on the table with a drowsy expression, yawned leisurely, and said, "Xiao Qi, you are obviously drunk too, why did you wake up so early, I am still sleepy now , if it wasn't because I still have to practice, I wouldn't even plan to get up."

Jiang Tianen put the hangover soup in front of Song Yu, and said, "Yeah, my head was about to explode when I woke up this morning. I really don't know how much I drank last night."

Jing Ya smiled, and she was ashamed to say, who made the two of you drunk and still doing strenuous exercise at night, it's normal that you can't get up in the morning, okay?With just that little wine, if it was normal, he would have woken up long ago, and he looked like he could fall asleep at any time.

But forget it, it's a good thing that the two of them have a good relationship, so I won't pour cold water on them.

After drinking the hangover soup, Jiang Tianen suggested: "It has been snowing all night, and the back mountain is probably covered by snow. Let's go to have a snowball fight and call Ye Jinfeng and the others. There will be more people."

Song Yu nodded in agreement, the drowsy appearance just now disappeared instantly, and then changed into a full of energy.

"...Brother Song, didn't you say you were going to practice kung fu?"

"You can let the practice work go for a while. Let's play first. After all, we don't have much time to get together. Since it's snowing, everyone is staying on the mountain, so let's call them out to play together."

Jiang Tianen immediately echoed: "That's right! It's such a rare opportunity. I'll go and call my master and my younger brother. It's fun with more people!"

"..."

Jing Ya suddenly felt that it was better to pour two basins of cold water on the heads of the two of them to wake them up.

When Jiang Tianen and Song Yu ran to call for help, Jingya held his forehead helplessly. He really couldn't imagine what it would be like to have a snowball fight in the snow with a few people who together were over 1000 years old. .

The snow was still falling outside, and it seemed that there was no intention to stop. Jing Ya got up and walked to the eaves, staring blankly at the snowflakes falling from the sky, and couldn't help reaching out to catch them.

Master, will you come too?