What bad thoughts can fluffy have?

Chengyang Muqiu hugged his own fox, and found it cute and funny at the same time, touched his big and soft fox ears: "Have you had a nightmare?"

Yinrong still buried her small head: "Oh."

Chengyang Muqiu continued to stroke his hair: "The fairy boat you want will be delivered in three days..."

The hair ball in his arms suddenly turned into a boy, and the weather became hot, and the thick red fur coat also turned into a thin soft red yarn, which made the hand feel closer to silver velvet. full of.

The fox-eared boy lost his previous arrogance, and said in a low voice: "Actually, I don't need Xianfang, I was just joking."

Chengyang Muqiu insisted: "What I promised you will be done naturally, are you afraid that I will break my promise?"

"That's not what it means." Yinrong lowered her head, huddled in Chengyang Muqiu's arms as if she was very dependent, "I'm just... brother head, I want to ask you a question."

"Okay, you ask."

"if……"

But Yinrong held back for a long time, but did not hold back the words, until Chengyang Muqiu conjured up a jade comb out of nowhere, picked up a lock of Yinrong's long hair, and combed it slowly.

A soft wind blew in from the half-open window, and the hair was lifted, and the comb accidentally touched the fluffy fox ears on the top of his head, and the silver velvet shook his ears sensitively.

"You can't tell me that I dislike your hair loss," Chengyang Muqiu explained slowly, "but it's hard for me to accept untidy things. This is a centuries-old problem, and I'm afraid it's hard to get rid of it easily, so I decided to Comb your hair every day - when you become a human, you have to comb your hair - we will be Taoist couples, and our lives will be very long, we must find a way to adapt to each other, right?"

Silver Velvet let out a muffled "hmm".

Seeing that he was not in the right mood, Chengyang Muqiu asked, "Are you still thinking about nightmares? What kind of dream did you have? It scared you like this."

Yinrong looked at him from left to right: "Has it been difficult for you to accept untidy things since you were a child?"

"No," Chengyang Muqiu said lightly, afraid of scaring his little vixen, "I have seen my brothers die before my eyes, so I added this hypocritical problem."

Yinrong grew up listening to the storyteller telling about the deeds of the ancestor of Chengyang, and immediately understood what it meant to say, "brothers died in front of our eyes". His body froze and he blurted out: "Don't..."

"I used to live alone, it didn't matter what I was alone, but now it's different, if you don't like it, I'll change it slowly." Chengyang Muqiu said with a smile, "What do you mean?"

Yin Rong couldn't say "Don't prepare the fairy boat, I don't want to go back to the Taiwei Realm with you", and said slowly: "Don't prepare the fairy boat, let's go to the sword."

Chengyang Muqiu: "Don't you dislike Yujian?"

Yinrong said listlessly, "Slow down, I'll hold you."

Chengyang Muqiu thought of something, and smiled almost sweetly - the kind of sweetness that would scare them into madness if they were seen by his disciples, grandchildren, or other sect leaders and elders.

There was a smile in Chengyang Muqiu's voice: "Okay."

Yinrong's previous sentence "If" still didn't come to the end, until Chengyang Muqiu coaxed him to eat, and after drinking a few cups of sweet peach blossom wine, Yinrong raised his little face that was reddened by the smell of alcohol, Muster up the courage to ask: "Brother Muqiu, in your heart, I am more important, or your master and brothers are more important?"

Chengyang Muqiu was taken aback by the question, probably because his sadness was mentioned, the soft expression on his face gradually became serious, but he was not angry, "Why do you ask this?"

Yinrong lowered her head guiltily, bit the crispy beef patty in a disguised manner, chewed it twice, and made up vaguely: "I see other couples, they will ask, 'Your mother and I fell into the water at the same time. Who will you save here?" I thought this was a question that could be asked between Taoist couples, but I was being abrupt."

Chengyang Muqiu laughed, "How could that be?"

Yinrong raised his head nervously again: "So, who will you save?"

Chengyang Muqiu rubbed his head: "With me here, nothing will happen to anyone, I will always protect you well, it's a pity..."

It's a pity that more than a thousand lives of his master, senior brothers, and the entire Taiwei Sect were all killed by the monster clan. He is so powerful now, but they are all gone.Silver Fleece knows.

Chengyang Muqiu didn't know the entanglement in the little fox's mind, so he still smiled: "You little head, you've been thinking wildly all day long, since Yujian, there's no need to wait until three days later, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's leave as soon as possible. "

When Yinrong bid farewell to Dongliu, she gave him [-]% of the spirit stones in the storage bell as if to explain the funeral.

Dongliu had never seen so many high-grade spirit stones in his life, and it was quite a sign of Fan Jinzhongju's madness, but Yinrong poured cold water on his head in time: "Master, this is my pension money, you are not allowed to touch it!"

Dong Liu returned to normal from the state of being insane in an instant: "Then why are you giving it to me? I thought that my apprentice has grown up and knows how to respect Lao Tzu. Hey, since I won't let me move, then you can take it away as soon as possible!"

Yinrong grabbed Dong Liu's sleeve and pouted his mouth. Dong Liu was very familiar with this action. He thought that the brat was going to be coquettish like when he was a child, so he snorted: "You gave so many spirit stones to a gambler, not to let the rat Look at the granary? Test your master?"

But he didn't wait until his disciples came to play tricks, and only heard Yinrong said sullenly: "Forget it, I can't help it, so I can do whatever I want, I may not have the life to come back to take care of me, so I should respect you old man and repay you for your kindness." My upbringing grace."

Dong Liu couldn't help but get serious: "Rongronger, what happened to you? Could it be that you offended Patriarch Chengyang?"

Yinrong was shocked: "Do you know his identity?"

Dong Liu was embarrassed to say that he was scared twice by Chengyang Muqiu and almost knelt down twice in the morning, and acted inscrutable: "I have a plan in my heart, I have already seen it, what happened to you, what happened to you? What did the teacher say?"

But Yinrong refused: "You won't be able to help if you say so, and you will be troubled for nothing."

"It may not be as serious as I think." Yinrong comforted Dongliu, and forced a smile, "Master, you should try your best to guard those spirit stones for me. If I can come back safely, I don't want to become a pauper again."

Dong Liu was worried, but he didn't have a chance to ask what happened—after Yinrong bid him farewell, he followed Chengyang Muqiu and set off without stopping.

Yinrong still doesn't like the wind very much, so she turned into a ball of hair and shrank into Chengyang Muqiu's arms, suddenly remembered something, and blurted out, "Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?"

Then he realized that he had yelled in vain just now, and was about to adjust his tongue to try to speak, but he heard that Chengyang Muqiu had already answered his question: "It's normal not to see him, Chen Xiangwan has already gone."

The ancestor of Chengyang has sent a voice transmission to the old sect master Chen, briefly describing the wolf ambition of the monster clan, and the world will be in chaos. When inviting Wan Jianzong to go to Taiwei Realm to discuss countermeasures together, he will mention Chen Xiangwan's recent situation by the way. If he didn't guess wrong, he was on his way back to Wan Jianzong under the 'escort' of his brothers.

Silver Velvet: "Huh?!"

—You actually guessed my question correctly? !

However, such a thing as a heart-to-heart connection is not something that can be tried and tested, Chengyang Muqiu: "He left without saying goodbye, what are you still thinking about him?"

There is also an inexplicably strong sour taste in these words.