What bad thoughts can fluffy have?

Although Yinrong uttered the bold words "you will support me in the future", he still did not agree to announce their relationship. Since that day, the two of them tacitly neither mentioned the "son of the demon king", About "that dream" topic.

As the days passed, the heat became more and more unbearable, and Yinrong became more and more lazy. Most of the time, he turned into a prototype and ran to the elixir field to hide in the shade.

There is a piece of white Gu lotus planted in the elixir field, which is raised under the Naili River. The Naili River is a spiritual spring suspended above the Wulian Peak. It is sweet and cool, and it is the most comfortable place in the whole Henggao residence in summer. Silver Velvet is afraid of the heat, and even goes here to enjoy the coolness while sleeping.

A year ago, Chengyang Muqiu hated Yinrong's hair loss, and locked him out of the door, not allowing him to approach the bedroom. sleepless nights.

An old boy chicken who lived for 500 years like an ascetic monk, suddenly tasted the taste of meat, and you can imagine how unaccustomed it is to be a vegetarian... Take a step back, even if you don’t want that kind of thing, there is a lively and cute little chicken in your arms. The vixen, it doesn't matter if you talk and laugh, lying alone on the hard bed, it only makes people feel more and more lonely in the long night.

In order to retain some "popularity", Chengyang Muqiu forced himself to live like an ordinary person, sleeping on time, eating regularly, taking a bath regularly, and being able to sleep peacefully every night. , beside a leaf of white gu lotus, he found his own little fox.

The white belly of the silver velvet is turned upside down, and the two front paws are on the chest. It seems that it is not asleep. Although the eyes are closed, the tip of the fluffy tail flicks and flicks slowly, and the moonlight shines on the silver velvet. On the velvet body, the soft fur all over the body is coated with a layer of bright soft light, making it more soft and lovely.

Chengyang Muqiu really wanted to rush over and took Yinrong into his arms, but he lay there without moving.

Is silver fleece just afraid of heat?Chengyang Muqiu could feel that he was still avoiding himself.In fact, Chengyang Muqiu has been looking for records of the opportunity to inherit the magic in his vast library. The Hansu Tang is passed down miraculously, what is engraved into the soul, what is the blood, but in the end, it is a kind of magic. Perhaps the demon king was looking for a successor for himself when he was dying. As for the "dream" Yinrong mentioned, he suspected that it had something to do with Shifangsha.

The monster clan is now in decline, and it is not the same as when Xiangmei was there. Chengyang Muqiu did not believe from the beginning to the end, what kind of splashes could be made by those lingering monsters in Shifangsha.But no matter what their real purpose is, capturing Shifangsha alive can relieve Yinrong's worries.

Chengyang Muqiu tossed and turned all night, thinking wildly, but he didn't settle down for a moment. Fortunately, he didn't really need to sleep, and as long as he closed his eyes, he would have some disturbing "dreams".

For example, the young man with fox ears turned his palms into claws, scratched his chest, and said viciously, "I want to avenge my father"; for example, Silver Cashmere only left him with a back, walking farther and farther until he disappeared without looking back.

Chengyang Muqiu knew that these were not dreams, but his inner demons.Those who practice the ruthless way, cut off love and love, and are easily backlashed by the suppressed emotions and desires.The last backlash, after that night, has eased a lot.

To be precise, after Yinrong sold Shifangsha, his family member without reservation, and showed complete trust in him, it eased a lot.

But now, seeing that Yinrong is getting colder and colder, he is afraid that Yinrong will leave, and he will actually breed inner demons.

All major cultivation sects attended the appointment with dignity, and all of them were sect masters, or elders with high status in the sect, and Taiweijing was famously rich and prosperous, and some favored juniors were brought by the sect masters See the world.

These honored guests were all arranged in Yanziling, which is a small peak dedicated to receiving guests. It is located on the outskirts of the Taiwei Mountains, adjacent to the residence of the disciples of the outer sect. Relatively speaking, the aura is not as abundant as that of the inner sect, but it is worse than the winding paths. Tongyou, more importantly, is very cool.

Because of the terrain, there is a place in Yiziling that is covered with ice and snow all the year round, and there is a guest room built against the mountain on it, called 'Qingshuangju'.

Yinrong's status is not what it used to be now. Under Chengyang Muqiu's behest, he can command and control all the puppets and servants. With them as coolies, the whole environment is too small, and there is no place that Yinrong can't go to.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, Yinrong finally couldn't bear it, so he ordered the puppet servants to take him to find the coolest place in Taiwei Realm.

The puppet obediently obeyed, rowed the boat, and brought Yinrong to Qingshuangju in the blink of an eye. Yinrong was overjoyed when he saw the white snow, but before he landed, he realized that This is not right - there should be guests living here, on the stone table in the yard, there is still an unfinished game of chess, and a thin layer of snow has fallen on the black and white pieces.

It turns out that no matter how capable the puppet is, it just obeys orders and has no brains.They were ordered to 'go to the coolest place', regardless of whether it was inhabited or not.

It's fine if it's a disciple in the sect, but it's still a guest.

Yinrong knew that he should go back quickly, so as not to lose his manners, but the snow was so tempting, it looked so refreshing. In the scorching summer, what could be more tempting than ice and snow?

I really want to jump in and roll around!

In fact, it should be fine, just roll around, who can notice a little fox?

Hey, here we come.

After all, Silver Cashmere could not resist the temptation, and ordered the puppet servants to step down first, and turned into a prototype himself, and landed quietly on the ground, erected his big and soft ears, raised his fluffy head, and found Quietly, is it possible that the guests are not here at this time?

That's right, Chengyang Muqiu is discussing important matters with other bigwigs in the cultivation world at this time, and the guests may be among them, so they probably won't be able to come back for a while.

Yinrong became bolder and plunged into the snowdrift.

woo woo woo woo!Such cool snow!

It's so cool to be able to roll in the snow in the hot summer!Don't even want to go back!Silver Velvet shook its hair, jumped up, plunged into the snow, shook its hair again, and ran back and forth on the small snowdrifts, feeling very happy.

However, when he was having fun, he suddenly heard talking and laughing, and Yinrong couldn't help becoming alert, and using all four claws, he brought out a snowflake, and hid behind the snowdrift guiltily - if he was caught, he would lose it People who are too small.

Say nothing can be found.

Yinrong has cultivated the number one power in the comprehension world so many times, and his cultivation has made a qualitative leap. It is no problem to hide his evil spirit and fool ordinary monks. I can only pray that the person who lives here is not a powerful boss .

I heard the laughter getting closer:

"Sister A Chang, the guest room you live in is so unique, it's so cool in such a hot weather."

"Taiwei Realm is worthy of being the number one fairy gate, every guest room is unique."

"Cough cough," a young man coughed, "Who doesn't know that the four major sects are side by side, ranked in no particular order, and even the ancestors of Chengyang thought the Nanshan sect was the honored guest among the distinguished guests, so they arranged Miss Fang to be the most honored guest here. Elegant Qingshuang residence."

The girl called A Chang didn't mind these things: "My father and the others have gone to discuss business matters. Aren't you too hot? It happens that there are no elders here to take care of you. Let's have a good time."

Yinrong heaved a sigh of relief, it turned out to be a few young disciples, presumably their cultivation bases were not high enough, and they probably wouldn't find him, as long as they entered the house, he would sneak out by himself.

However, this group of young people did not obediently enter the house as he wished, but sat around the stone table, studying the endgame with great interest.

Yinrong hid behind a small snowdrift, and he didn't want to go or not. Fortunately, he was not afraid of the cold by nature, and buried himself in the snowdrift, he felt very comfortable, so he silently bit his tail and played, absent-mindedly. Listen to their small talk.

The topics of the young people are wild and unconstrained, from chess records to "political affairs" - talking about the world form of the monster clan's rebellion, and how heroic and extraordinary the ancestor of Chengyang is, the real person is more handsome and colder than the legend, no wonder so many beauties know him Xiu Ruqing said, and rushed forward one after another.

Wait, who jumped into Chengyang Muqiu's arms? ?

Yinrong stopped biting the tip of her tail and listened to gossip.

"So what about the ruthless way, didn't the ancestor still have a marriage contract? Last year, he was furious for the sake of Master Chen Shao, and he tried his best to damage his cultivation base, but he also wanted to enter the secret realm to save people."

When Yinrong heard the words, she lay back on her stomach in boredom, contemptuous in her heart: Rumors!What do you know!

But even thinking about it this way, Yinrong still felt uncomfortable when he heard people always mention another person's name when discussing his quasi-daoist couple.

Then, he heard his name.

"There is also a vixen named Yin, who is said to have crawled over the bed of the ancestor Chengyang!"

"I've heard of it too!"

"I heard that the vixen has been driven away. Tsk, it's a seductive monster. It turns out that a cold gentleman like Mr. Zhao Yudao also likes to flirt with foxes. He is as vulgar as men in the world. I feel so disappointed."

A Chang's tone was displeased: "Shen Yan, we are guests, how can we talk about the master like this?"

Another person said, "Everyone is saying that the ancestor likes slender fair-looking youths with enchanting looks. Have you noticed that this time, many sects have brought this type of beautiful youths? Use the beauty to climb up to the ancestors."

"Especially that Hexi from the Wenlian sect, who is known as the most beautiful woman in Lingnan, is still going to attend with their head today."

Silver Velvet: "..."

"Listening? The drunkard's intention is not in the bar. What does it look like? Have any of you seen it?"

Silver Cashmere couldn't listen anymore, and crawled out from the snowdrift, shaking its hair angrily.

"I have met him face to face, not to mention, he is really as beautiful as a fairy, the kind of indistinguishable beauty, I am afraid that any man will be tempted when he sees it, not to mention that the ancestor just likes that type-eh? What? Something jumped over? Am I dazzled?"

After Chengyang Muqiu finished discussing with the other sect leaders, he returned to Henggao residence with Yujian expressionless. Yinrong has been very indifferent to him recently, so he is not even interested in going back to his residence.

Chengyang Muqiu felt that his inner demons were getting worse—on the way out of the conference hall, he ran into a slender boy in red, and almost mistook him for Yinrong, so when the boy fell in front of him, he stretched out his hand to help him. a handful.

In fact, although his body shape and face shape are similar, if you take a closer look, you will find that his appearance is far worse than his own little vixen.Therefore, Chengyang Muqiu suspected that he had become sick with yearning for Yinrong, and even his eyesight became worse and worse.

Hey, I'm sick of missing the person next to my pillow.

Chengyang Muqiu smiled wryly in his heart, feeling that there was no one in this world who was more depressed than himself, and he was obviously by his side, but he didn't dare to touch him too much, and he couldn't even look at him more.

I don't know how long it will take for this 'cold war', which is not considered a cold war, to end, and how long it will take for the little vixen's knot to be untied...

In the eyes of others, the ancestor of Chengyang is always happy and angry, and he regards the "expressionless face" as a mask. No one can guess his mind, and no one can see his troubles, let alone persuade him. Yang Muqiu also got used to being alone, and walked back to Henggaoju with heavy steps.

Knowing that he would probably face an empty bedroom, he simply went directly to the study.

But as soon as he passed through the Zunjiu Pavilion, he saw a slender figure with red clothes, fox ears and black hair.

Chengyang Muqiu felt that Yinrong was in a depressed mood, so he deliberately hid from him these days, so he didn't dare to go forward, but saw the young man rushing towards him, rushing straight into his arms, and moved his face, Angrily and loudly kissed, and then said arrogantly: "Tomorrow I will go to discuss with you too!"