What bad thoughts can fluffy have?

The four shouted excitedly. Yinrong caught the key word "Old Ancestor" and couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat. Turning around, he saw the familiar tall figure.

In a blink of an eye, it has been less than half a month. Chengyang Muqiu is wearing a black cassock, with a silver long sword pinned to his waist. Judging from his appearance alone, he looks handsome and tall. In Zhangyi Town, there are mostly women and children. On the street, she stood out from the crowd, but her face was a bit haggard.

Yes, they said that he searched for Chen Xiangwan all the way, worried about his sweetheart, it's normal to be haggard.

Yinrong curled her lips and said to Chen Xiangwan in a low voice: "I told you that you should go home earlier. Seeing that they have all found this place, how worried you are."

Chen Xiangwan: "..."

Chen Xiangwan was more surprised than happy, and suspected that he had heard or read wrongly, but Mu Qiu was indeed right in front of him. Different, but only limited to his own request, he is willing to accommodate.

When did Cheng Yangheng take the initiative to find someone?The worry, surprise and longing on his face, although all kinds of emotions were light, did not escape Chen Xiangwan's eyes. Being missed by such a powerful man who sits in the number one immortal mansion in the cultivation world, it is hard not to make people's hearts surge .

Chen Xiangwan suppressed the turmoil in his heart, greeted his four senior brothers, and then stepped forward with a smile: "How did you find it?"

Chengyang Muqiu frowned, "Why are you together?"

Yinrong, who was about to run away quietly: "..."

The ancestor's eyes are quite good, and he can be seen here.

Now that she was seen, Yinrong couldn't run anymore, so she retracted her half-stepped foot, moved over, and smiled dryly at Chengyang Muqiu: "Long time no see."

Chengyang Muqiu's brows frowned even tighter, "You left without saying goodbye, just to come here... sugar eater?"

"..." Yinrong looked at the freshly baked candy figurine held in his right hand. It was a chubby little fox with plenty of ingredients, round and fat, charmingly naive, glistening yellow, exuding the tempting sweet aroma of maltose .

"I didn't leave without saying goodbye." Yinrong swallowed the glutinous rice chicken left in his left hand in one gulp, licked his fingers, puffed his cheeks, and said vaguely, "Didn't you leave a letter?"

"you--"

"Old Ancestor Chengyang, you helped us find the Young Sovereign. Thank you for your kindness. However, the refreshments in Zhangyi Town are well-known in the cultivation world. You worked hard all the way, without sleep, all for the sake of the Young Sovereign. I really feel sorry for you." , please do me a favor, old man, go sit down and rest your feet?"

Xuanluan, Xuanzi, Xuanfeng, and Xuantai are actually middle-aged people in their 40s and [-]s, but they are respectful to Chengyang Muqiu who seems to have just passed the weak crown. The woman stopped, couldn't help but look at Patriarch Chengyang a few more times, and talked in a low voice with a blushing face.

Chengyang Muqiu was not interested, and was about to refuse, but Chen Xiangwan grabbed Yinrong who was about to slip away again, and said in a low voice: "Let's go together, go to the Yiyun Pavilion you want to eat, his house The bean curd skin chicken rolls and tiger skin chicken feet are both outstanding.”

Forget it, even the Lord didn't ask him to avoid suspicion. If he just refused, he would seem to have a ghost in his heart. In order to prove that he had completely broken with his ancestors, Yinrong took a sip of saliva: "Okay then."

Xuanfeng tentatively asked: "Old Patriarch?"

"..." Chengyang Muqiu, "Then let's go."

Less than a month ago, I left a farewell letter, thinking that I would never see each other again in this life, but I didn't expect to sit at the same table and drink tea again so soon.

Silver velvet does not drink tea.

In the world of comprehension, there is indeed a no-nonsense area like Pipa Town, but more towns are protected by aristocratic families. Zhangyi Town is managed by Xinghui Building, and Xinghui Building is full of female cultivators. Under their rule, the town There are more women and children who dare to show their faces, and even the dim sum in Yiyun Pavilion is more delicate and sweeter than other places, worthy of its reputation.

Yinrong buried his head in his food and ate it with great joy - he was the only one at the table who ate so happily.

Chengyang Muqiu kept his face sullen from the beginning to the end, staring at Yinrong without saying a word, didn't even drink his saliva, the old man didn't speak, no one dared to joke and chat at the table, and the four of Wan Jianzong exchanged words silently. With a wink, everyone feels that the current scene must be caused by the "outsider" Yinrong - the ancestor of Chengyang and their young suzerain are a match made in heaven, and the four of them are retainers, so it doesn't count, so an outsider is ashamed to be present eat and drink?How does this make the quasi-dao couple whisper and tell each other?

What's more, this "outsider" has had vague and ambiguous rumors with his ancestors, although they must be catching wind and shadows - Chaoyu Daojun cultivates the ruthless way, and if he is looking for a Taoist partner, he must find someone like their young suzerain who has a common language. A modest gentleman, how could he be entangled with a mermaid - but the appearance of silver velvet will surely whet other people's appetites.

But the "outsider" Yinrong didn't have this level of consciousness at all, and just kept his head down.

In the small ossuary next to him was a little fox made of half-thawed maltose, with puffy silver velvet cheeks, it seemed that he had made up his mind to only eat and not talk, and he didn't even lift his head the whole time, just staring at the table. refreshments.

However, Chen Xiangwan didn't even realize that he was messed up by this vixen, and even took food for him.

Chengyang Muqiu silently watched him eat a plate of shrimp dumplings and a plate of chicken feet, and finally couldn't help but opened his mouth: "Have you had enough trouble?"

Silver Fleece: "?"

Chen Xiangwan: "?"

On the other hand, the four of Wan Jianzong got up suddenly, Xuanluan said obediently: "Suddenly remembered something, let's go for a walk, you can talk slowly."

This is the quality of being a subordinate. When the master talks about things, especially emotional issues-listening to the old ancestor's words, it seems to be quarreling with the young suzerain-they should avoid them. Wink.

"..." Yinrong swallowed a mouthful of boneless chicken feet, thinking: I don't want to leave, didn't you see that my ancestors scolded me?

Chen Xiangwan even ordered: "If you have something to do, go down first."

The four of them gave their young master an angry look, but they had no choice but to leave, leaving only Chengyang Muqiu, Yin Rong, and Chen Xiangwan in the private room.

For some reason, Chengyang Muqiu always felt that when they met again, Yinrong's attitude towards him seemed to be different. If it were in the past, the little vixen would not be a "brother head" every time, sticking to her side, and could not even shake him off Lose?

He thought that when he saw him again, Yinrong would definitely come to him affectionately, show his small white teeth in a flattering smile, call him "brother" or "master" sweetly, and maybe show a half-demon look. Looks like, flicking her big tail and acting coquettishly...

But now, his fox ears and tail are well tucked away, and he speaks indifferently, even after meeting for so long, he didn't even give himself a look.

It seems that such a big "Xianmen Patriarch" is not as attractive as a plate of chicken feet.

Chengyang Muqiu felt depressed, and repeated the question again: "Have you had enough trouble?"

This time, staring straight at Yinrong with a clear goal, Chen Xiangwan also frowned, and put down his teacup thoughtfully.

Yinrong whispered innocently: "...I didn't make trouble."

"You still said you didn't lose your temper with this deity?" Chengyang Muqiu paused, and said with an almost condescending attitude, "You can ask me face to face if you have anything, what's the point of running away without saying a word? You know I don't know..." How worried am I about you?

Chengyang Muqiu was a young genius when he first came out of the hut. After that, even if there were accidents, more than 1000 members of the master's family were killed at the hands of the demon clan, and they became lonely overnight. No matter how hard it was, he never bent his back. , to him it was considered humble.

But Yinrong still didn't mean to "ask him face to face". Chengyang Muqiu breathed a sigh of relief and decided to explain clearly in one breath, and said to Chen Xiangwan: "The four fellow Taoists of your sect seem to have misunderstood. I didn't come here specifically to find you..."

"Then what's the matter with you?" Hearing this, Chen Xiangwan became nervous. From the very beginning, he felt that with Mu Qiu's personality, he would travel thousands of miles just to find someone, and he would do this kind of love affair. not come out.

Thinking of the big monsters who suddenly appeared a few days ago, I couldn't help being more sure, and couldn't help asking: "Is it related to the monster clan?"

Chengyang Muqiu: "?"

Chengyang Muqiu's thoughts were interrupted by this, and he paused for a while before answering the question, and said to Yin Rong: "Come back with me."

"?" Yinrong asked, "What are you going back for?"

Chengyang Muqiu's patience was exhausted: "Of course it's the same as before." Now that things have been explained clearly, he didn't make a special trip to find Chen Xiangwan, but came to look for him. As for the relationship between him and Chen Xiangwan The old things are just wishful thinking of the old suzerain. Back then, he felt that such nonsense did not need to be explained, but if the little vixen really minded, he could talk to Yinrong slowly in the future.

But this is all for later, the most urgent task now is to bring him back to the Taiwei Realm.

However, Yinrong refused again: "No."

Before Chengyang Muqiu could say, "Don't make trouble out of nothing again because of trivial matters", the little vixen who had always been obedient and clingy to him asked suspiciously: "Did you not receive that letter? Or read it?" Don’t understand my handwriting? I can write clearly, our karma is over, and the grievances and grievances are settled, Xianzun, my demon pill has almost returned, you don’t need to repay my favor.”

Isn't "the same as before" the same as being a spiritual pet?

"I'm living a comfortable life, but why do I want to be your spiritual pet?"