What bad thoughts can fluffy have?

Silver Fleece was very excited.

No matter how big or beautiful Ren Heng Gaoju was, he lived here for less than half a year, and he was a little tired of facing the cloudy and uncertain face every day, and rushed out to have fun after hearing his "pardon".

Mount Taiwei was bigger than Yinrong imagined.

He doesn't know how to use a sword, and he can't fly like other birds and monsters, so he can only travel by boat.

Wulian Peak is a pair of twin peaks, half of which is the main peak of Taiwei Mountain, and the other half is the private domain of the head of Chengyang, "Henggaoju".

A Naili River hangs outside the Henggao residence, and the puppet servants specially found a small boat, and led Yinrong onto the boat.

Yinrong was actually a little afraid of water, even though she turned into a teenager, she was still subconsciously afraid of getting her hair wet, so she didn't play tricks on the puppet all the way, and kept holding on to the side of the boat with both hands, so obedient.

The Naili River leads directly to the other side of the Shuangfeng. Looking down from the floating river, you can see magnificent mountains and buildings. It was the first time for Rong to visit the main peak, and he couldn't take it all in. However, the Yanwu Terrace was not in Wulian Peak, how could he go down?

Yinrong asked: "Brother Puppet, will you send me on the next road? Can you fly, or can you control the sword?"

puppet:"……"

The puppet naturally couldn't speak, but when the boat reached the end of the Naili River, it didn't stop. Instead, it slid out of the river and continued to float in the air, rocked by the puppet, and drifted away.

Chengyang Muqiu's phrase "practice your hands" is really an understatement, as if giving his child two copper coins and asking him to buy half a bottle of vinegar, but in fact, Yinrong only saw it when he landed on the martial arts stage , What is the number one fairy gate in the world.

The master competition is about to start, so the Martial Arts Arena has set new rules. In the past month, a competition field has been opened up for outstanding disciples who are above the foundation and below the golden core.

The disciples below Foundation Establishment didn't even have the qualifications to enter the arena, let alone a little demon like Yinrong with only half a demon pill, no wonder they needed a waist card.

But the main purpose of Yinrong coming out is not to verify what level of his current cultivation can reach, whether he can fight against the disciples of Taiwei's inner sect, but to let the wind go.

He wanted to let the wind go wild.

As long as you leave Henggaoju, it's fine to come out and watch other people fight.

But as soon as he landed, it wasn't him looking at others, but others looking at him.

This competition is one-on-one. There are countless small arenas in the martial arts arena, all of which are separate mustard spaces. When entering the arena, they are isolated from the outside environment, and more people choose their opponents outside. After the appearance of Yinrong, Everyone stopped looking for opponents at random, but all turned their eyes to him.

"........."

Yin Rong was under a lot of pressure, but in the past, he was surrounded by so many heaven's favorites from Taiwei, and he couldn't run away. He was so scared that he turned into a little fox and dug a hole to bury himself. No.

But today is different from the past, he is also a fox who has only seen the world - even the leaders of their Taiweijing have slept, so what are you afraid of - so he calmly ordered the puppet servant: "You go down first, I am alone Walk around here."

The order that the puppet received was only to send the silver fleece out, instead of staring at him all the time, he stepped back obediently.

Yinrong felt that the puppet must be too eye-catching, with such an ingenious appearance, with a strong underworld flavor, all the disciples could recognize it as an attendant under the seat of the master Xianzun at a glance.

But even if the puppet was sent away and a few places were changed, Silver Fleece still went wherever he went, where he was noticed, and he could still hear buzzing discussions, which made him always wonder if his fox tail was exposed. It came out, but it shouldn't be!The badge given by Cheng Yangheng himself can definitely cover up the demonic aura and make him look like a normal little disciple!Even the clothes are not the usual red fur, but Taiweijing's disciple clothes, the kind you can't recognize when you throw them into the crowd!

Until a young man in the uniform of an outer disciple boldly stepped forward to strike up a conversation: "This junior looks strange, is he also planning to participate in the master competition? Do you want to compete with me?"

Yinrong is not interested in martial arts competition: "No, I definitely can't beat you."

The young man blushed and said anxiously: "Then I can teach you too!"

"...Thank you, no need." Yinrong was confused and walked away.

After being stopped by several young disciples asking questions, Yinrong finally realized why he was being stared at.

Tsk, I blame myself for being too suave.

I have lived in Henggao for a long time, and I have been disgusted by that paralyzed ancestor for a long time, and I have forgotten how likable I am!

At the same time, Heng Gao lived inside.

Chengyang Muqiu was maintaining a posture of sitting in meditation, looking at a mirror.

This mirror is called "Bihai Golden Mirror". It is a magic weapon that can see every corner of Taiwei Mountain. It was originally intended to be used to monitor whether the disciples are practicing well. With the reconstruction of the Taiwei Sect, the disciples are accepting disciples and spending slowly. Scattering leaves, Chengyang Muqiu didn't have to do everything himself, the mirror hadn't been used for a long time.

Since Yinrong lived in Henggao, it was the first time that she went down the mountain alone. Chengyang Mu Qiulei couldn't help swinging a sword, reading, adjusting her breath... She couldn't do anything, so she found a reasonable reason for herself—worried about the little girl. The vixen got into trouble.

"That little thing dares to go to the medicine field to have fun under the eyes of the deity. You don't have to stare at it." The ancestor Chengyang said with reason and evidence. I don't know who to say this to.

Then as soon as he opened the Bihai Golden Mirror, he saw a young disciple who didn't know how to live or die, chatting up a little vixen.

Chengyang Muqiu: "..."

Yinrong rejected the first disciple who struck up a conversation, but there was a second, third, fourth...

Chengyang Muqiu closed the mirror with a "snap", if the Bihai Golden Mirror was not a heavenly magic weapon, it would have been smashed with such a big movement.

Chengyang Muqiu raised his legs and left, but when he was about to fly away, he turned back with a dark face - he is the head of the sect, what is he doing among the young disciples and grandchildren of the Foundation Establishment Period for no reason?

Ancestor Chengyang went back to meditate, trying to circulate his inner breath for a small circle, and then he could swing his sword as usual, or study a new book of exercises, but after half an hour passed, he still couldn't calm down, and opened it again The Bihai Golden Mirror.

The silver fleece in the mirror actually responded to a young disciple this time!And smile at him!

Chengyang Muqiu's brows twitched, and he greatly adjusted the angle of the mirror and zoomed in on the "camera" to see more clearly.

It turned out to be Xi Yuanming's personal disciple named Qingtian.

Qingtian bowed respectfully to Yin Rong: "Young Master Hu, my teacher has specially told you that you are a respectable senior. I didn't expect to meet you here. If you have any orders, as long as the disciples can help you Busy, talk as much as you want, don't be polite."

Yin Rong always had a clear distinction between grudges and grudges, and when others respected him, he respected others, so he asked with a smile, "Who is your master?"

Chengyang Muqiu on the other side of the golden mirror of the blue sea gradually relaxed—I didn’t expect Ah He to train his apprentices, but Qingtian was quite polite, unlike those apprentices who were shameless when they saw beautiful boys Go up and down, shameless.

In the Martial Art Stage, Qingtian reported to be his master, and Yinrong really bluntly made a request: "I want to ask you something."

The two murmured without knowing what to say, so they left together, leaving behind a group of young disciples who didn't know the truth, and you talked with each other one by one:

"Which peak is that handsome young man a disciple? Why haven't I seen him before?"

"Are you an outer disciple? You shouldn't have any impression of being so handsome."

"Don't say we haven't seen it in Taiwei School, I have never seen such a good-looking person in my life, like a boy under the fairy seat in the sky, I have an urge to worship."

"But pull it, and still worship? Your eyes were straight just now, and your saliva was about to flow out. What you thought was definitely not a serious worship."

"Don't make any noise, everyone. Does anyone think that this young man has an unusual background? Even Senior Brother Qingtian looks at him differently. It's not the kind of admiration for a beauty, but respect."

Rumors about this "beautiful airborne boy" quickly spread throughout Yanwutai. It has to be said that there are many people and strength. In the end, someone with good intentions picked up a shocking big news: the boy's name is Hu Yinrong, not someone else , it is the demon fox that the master Xianzun once held!

"Didn't you say that the master master will throw away that fox soon? He has really raised it! And let him perform martial arts at this juncture. What do you mean, it won't be participating in the master competition?"

As soon as this guess came out, everyone immediately had their own thoughts.

It doesn't matter if the cultivation base is relatively high, and even eagerly looks forward to defending against the enemy and training with that little beauty. At a glance, he relished talking about it, but some disciples whose cultivation level was not high or low felt a sense of crisis: there are only so many places in the master competition, and everyone decides whether they can participate according to the ranking of the competition. What is the little fox doing here?If one is airborne, wouldn't they be squeezed out of their places?

But Daoist Zhaoyu is a powerful existence like a god in the hearts of everyone, and no one dares to comment on his old man's decision, so some people secretly speculate about Yinrong maliciously.

"Maybe he sneaked out by himself."

"Is it to show off the favor of the ancestor?"

"Sect Master Xianzun hates such vulgar and superficial people the most. After this experience, maybe he will be disgusted when he goes back."

"So what if you look beautiful? No matter how beautiful you are, you are still a monster. Maybe it was just the ancestor and the old man who accepted it for the sake of Master Jing. something that breathes."

……

Yin Rong didn't know that the discussion about herself was raging, so she followed Qingtian nervously and excitedly to the Discipline Hall.

"The imprisoned rabbit spirit is here, similar to what you described, but I can't guarantee that it's not it." Qingtian said, "I've made an agreement with the supervisor, you can go in and visit, but you can't stay too long."

Yinrong was touched and said: "Thank you! I will remember this favor!"

Qingtian said respectfully: "If you don't dare, I won't go in, and I will guard the door for you."

The "prison room" of the Discipline Hall is much better than Yin Rong imagined. It is not so much a prison cell as it is a relatively small wing room, which is cleaned very cleanly. A food bowl, and...a fat big white rabbit.

Luo Bei pricked up his long ears in disbelief, and his three-petal mouth squirmed excitedly for a while, then turned into a human form with a "bang", and flew towards Yinrong: "Yinrong! I thought you were dead! Woooooo Woo! I never thought that one day I would be alive to see you, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo I never thought I’d be alive to see you one day!”

Yinrong was almost strangled to death by this strong man with long ears, so he pushed him away with great effort: "Let go of me first..."

"It's a long story," Yinrong breathed a sigh of relief, and briefly told a long story about what happened after that day's parting, before asking, "Did you suffer any torture? You look..."

The word "haggard" couldn't be pronounced, but Yinrong finally told the truth, "It seems that I have gained a lot of weight."

Luo Bei's strong man groaned: "They locked me here, saying that they have to wait for the master Xianzun to deal with it personally, but after waiting for nearly half a year, no one came to deal with me. Don’t dare to let me go, so I won’t let go after eating and drinking, how can I not get fat, woo woo woo.”

Yinrong was crying so hard by the strong man with rabbit ears, but he still remembered his benefits to him, and comforted him patiently: "Since they didn't kill you, they won't do you any harm for the time being. I will visit you often. Think of a way to see if I can save you."

Luo Bei sniffed: "What can you do?"

any solution?Naturally, he was going to ask his predecessor, Lu Ding, and he couldn't be counted on to rob the prison with a little demon, but Yinrong was embarrassed to say that he always felt that Chengyang Muqiu hated him so much, so he might not be able to agree, and now he gave it to him for nothing. Hope, if you break your promise again, wouldn't Luo Bei be even more sad?

So I just said vaguely: "There is no good way, but I have to try."

Don't pass Luobei, Yinrong didn't go back to Yanwutai, but took Qingtian's flying sword, went back to Wulian Peak, and took a small boat non-stop to return to Henggaoju.

At that time, Chengyang Muqiu was sitting in front of the book table as usual, with his shoulders straight and his eyes downcast while reading, with flowing clouds and wide sleeves, so cold and indifferent that he couldn't eat the fireworks in the world, when he saw Yinrong came back, he didn't even lift his eyelids one time.

But Yinrong asked for help this time, so he didn't leave, and waited at the door in an orderly manner. As soon as he entered the familiar Heng Gaoju, he relaxed his body, unconsciously showing fox ears and tail, very obedient , motionless, only the tip of the snow-white soft tail swayed from time to time.

After a while, Chengyang Muqiu's calm and indifferent voice sounded, and he asked flatly, "Why did you come back so soon?"

The fluffy fox ears on the top of Yinrong's head moved, and he immediately piled up a smile, "Brother head—uh, master! That's right, I have a small request for you, so I hurried back."

"Oh? What's the matter?" Chengyang Patriarch, who 'followed' Yinrong all the way from the Bihai Golden Mirror and had already learned the whole story, pretended to be ignorant and asked casually.

Yinrong seemed to want to rush over to act like a spoiled child, but she didn't have the guts, so she held back timidly, stood aside honestly, and told Luo Bei's affairs in detail.

Chengyang Muqiu kept his expression on the surface, but he already had a conclusion in his heart.

Since he let Yinrong go to the martial arts arena, he meant to let him go to the secret realm of the master competition to grab some opportunities, but this little fox is very lazy, so he may not be willing to go there happily, so he can just use this as a spur.Furthermore, those foolish disciples and grandchildren actually thought that their Mao Tuan'er would fall out of favor... Oh, it's unreasonable.

No matter how bad his fox is, he will not allow others to bully him, let them know how much he loves the silver velvet, and no one will dare to covet him, killing three birds with one stone.

Just as she was thinking about it, she heard Yin Rong make a concluding statement: "He didn't do anything, he just drank with me. I was the one who molested your disciple and grandson back then. I'm a fox who does things like a fox. Just let him go."

Chengyang Muqiu: "..." How to mention this matter properly, suddenly want to kill.

Chengyang Muqiu said expressionlessly: "As the head of the sect, I should lead by example. How can I pardon that rabbit demon based on my own likes and dislikes? It is better to hand it over to the Discipline Hall to convince the public."

Yinrong: "..." Then why did you forcibly take me away from your grandson?Now tell me to "lead by example", do you still have face?

But after scolding, Yinrong still put on a flattering smile: "Master, those little disciples all look up to you and treat you like a god. You have great powers, and you always have a way."

The flattery probably hit the mark, Chengyang Muqiu looked slightly relaxed, and asked something that was not in line with the usual high-cold personality: "How does this deity compare with the young disciples of Yanwutai?"

Silver Fleece: "?"

Does anyone compare themselves with their grandchildren, great-grandchildren?What did you do wrong with your face, are you really not going to want it today?

But the contempt in his heart was contempt, and he was still flattering diligently: "How can they compare with you? Cultivation, bearing, appearance, knowledge...everything is far behind you, even if everyone pinches you." Together, they are not as good as a single hair of yours!"

Chengyang Muqiu still maintained an unfathomable expressionless expression on his face, and snorted: "Slick tongue."

Immediately afterwards, he readily agreed: "It's not impossible to let it go, but you have to promise me one thing, to go to the Master's Grand Competition to practice and test the progress of cultivation these days."

Yin Rong didn't know how many enviable opportunities there were in the secret realm of the Master's Grand Competition, but she only wanted to return Luo Bei's favor in her heart, so she readily agreed.

Chengyang Muqiu looked at Yinrong, and felt that the little fox's loyal appearance was quite pleasing to the eye, so he decided to make him happier: "You said that rabbit is going to come to Taiwei Realm to be a pet? If he still wants to go, he can send it directly to Liuxue Phoenix Hall."

"!!!"

"Yes, yes! No need to ask, he wants to go even in his dreams!" Yinrong jumped up excitedly, the disciple uniform was not as flattering as his red fur coat, and the exposed big tail flicked and flicked, it was really cute.

The fake smile also turned into a real one, a pair of big amber eyes were curved, and the pointed canine teeth were white. Chengyang Muqiu looked at him, and unconsciously evoked a faint smile, very much like the old school in Pipa Town. In the thatched hut, the gentle young man who cooked porridge in the morning light and became a female celebrity: "Why are you so happy?"

"Of course! Brother, why are you so kind to me!" Yin Rong was so excited that he lost his feelings for a moment, and flew into Chengyang Muqiu's arms like before.

"..."

"..."

For a moment, the air was quiet.