What bad thoughts can fluffy have?

So, when the head of Nanshan School Fang, who endured grief, and Elder Shen of Wuliang Zongren, who gloated at other people's misfortune, pulled Chengyang Muqiu and finally found someone.

I saw Fang Shushang, who was supposed to be dead, beating Zheng Yu angrily.

Zheng Yu's upper body was naked, except for the red marks drawn from the branches, there were countless mosquito sacks on his body, making him look extremely miserable.

When Zheng met his master, he was so wronged that he opened his mouth to cry, but he didn't expect that the Second Miss Fang was one step ahead of him. Yudi threw herself into her father's arms, not forgetting to identify Zheng Yu sobbingly: "Daddy, he almost killed me!"

Zheng Yu hastily denied: "I—"

But as soon as he uttered the word "I", Yinrong picked up a piece of soil and stuffed it into his mouth, tightly blocking the rest of the words, so that Fang Shushang could play well without being disturbed.

Before Renchen could swear, Yinrong followed suit and threw herself into the arms of her Taoist companion in the same way as Second Miss Fang.

Yinrong: "Whooooooooooooooooo frightened me! Why did you come here!"

Ren Shen: "..."

Zheng Yu: "???"

However, Chengyang Muqiu was very happy to be thrown, and hugged his vixen, and while apologizing softly for being late, he gave Ren Chen a look with no expression on his face.

"..." Elder Renchen subconsciously raised his sleeve to wipe his sweat.

At this time, Ren Chen was only under the pressure of his ancestors and did not dare to act rashly, but after Fang Shushang aggrievedly told the whole story of today's experience, Ren Chen was sweating profusely: "There must be a misunderstanding here!" Head Fang, please listen to my explanation..."

Yinrong took the time to interject: "What else can I explain? Your apprentice almost killed A-Shang. If I hadn't been lucky enough to meet her, no one would have known that she froze to death on such a big Yuxu Peak."

Fang Shushang tugged at the corner of her father's clothes and said, "Thanks to Yinrong for saving me, otherwise my daughter would not be able to see you."

Renchen wiped off his sweat again: "Zheng Yu is just playful, he has no grievances with Ling Qianjin, why did he kill her?"

"Your apprentice and A-shang have no grievances or enmities," Yinrong interjected again, "Then why did he kill him? Did you instigate it?"

As soon as this remark came out, the air suddenly became quiet.

In fact, the delicate relationship between Wuliangzong, Taiweijing, and Nanshan faction was well known to those present. It's not that Master Fang didn't doubt that Wuliangzong might use a knife to kill someone, but he didn't expect someone to say it outright.

If these words were said by Chengyang Muqiu, Sect Leader Fang would have to think over and over again, whether there was any trick in it, but if it was this innocent little fox with no city, the effect would be quite different.

Ren Shen was so angry that he no longer cared about his neighbors, furious: "Shut up! You don't have a place to speak here!"

"Snapped!"

On Renchen's old, ravine face, there was a purple palm print for no reason.

Chengyang Muqiu withdrew his hand from the air, and said coldly: "Yinrong is my Taoist companion, elder, please be careful with your wording."

After being humiliated like this, Ren Chen also came to his senses, but facing Chengyang Muqiu, he didn't even dare to fart after being humiliated.Yinrong couldn't help but feel some desire to pretend to be powerful, and made an arrogant grimace at Renchen.

Ren Shen: "..."

Head Fang clasped his fists at Yinrong and Chengyang Muqiu respectively, and said, "I don't want to thank you for your kindness. The little girl was rescued by Mr. Hu today. The Nanshan faction owes Taiweijing a favor."

This is exactly what Chengyang Muqiu wants to achieve, the best effect. He thought it would take a lot of effort, but he didn't expect Yinrong to solve it easily. He was satisfied in his heart, but he didn't show it on the surface. The door was polite, and then said: "The deity will not bother you."

After finishing speaking, he took Yinrong and left, leaving Renchen and his disciples to face the furious Sect Leader Fang.

Yinrong was already very used to riding Chengyang Muqiu's flying sword, so he skillfully found a comfortable position and stood up, poking his head and looking back: "Master Fang looks very angry, and I don't know how to deal with those two people? Tsk tsk, it's so miserable."

Chengyang Muqiu tightened the waist of the boy in his arms, in a very intimate, embracing gesture: "They are to blame for themselves."

Yinrong chuckled: "Fortunately, the way of heaven has eyes, and the truth is revealed, otherwise you would be inseparable."

There was also a smile in Chengyang Muqiu's voice: "Are you claiming credit from me?"

Yinrong immediately understood that her quasi-daoist couple had seen through everything, and felt that it was a bit stupid to deliberately mention it just now, so she couldn't help but move the fox ears on the top of her head in embarrassment, and the fluffy fox ears scratched Chengyang Muqiu's The chin was soft and fluffy, Chengyang Muqiu couldn't help hugging him tighter, and kissed the fox ear.

The ears and tail are the sensitive areas of Yinrong, and when she was kissed suddenly, Yinrong shook her ears subconsciously, tilted her head to avoid it, but Chengyang Muqiu didn't let him go, pulled the person over, and kissed him on the lips go up.

Silver Velvet: "!!!!!!"

This is in the air! ! ! !Yinrong was afraid of falling, so while trying to push Chengyang Muqiu away, he shouted at the top of his voice, "Don't act recklessly! I'm a fox, not a bird. If I fall, I will fall to my death!"

Chengyang Muqiu was so amused that he burst out laughing, Yinrong didn't understand where his ancestor's joke was, and the whole fox was so frightened that its fur exploded, and it used its hands and feet to get on Chengyang Muqiu's territory.

The movement alarmed the disciples on the ground, and many young disciples looked up to watch the commotion, and someone said in amazement: "That looks like the master master!"

"Nonsense, when did the master laugh?"

"Ah! In broad daylight, what are they doing? It must not be the master master?"

"It looks very similar, and that young man in red..."

Xi He wandered over at some point, and one of them gave a shudder, put on the air of the deputy head teacher and reprimanded: "If you don't practice hard, what are you doing! How dare you talk about the master? It must be because the homework is too easy. Now, everyone Swing the sword a thousand times, and you are not allowed to eat until you are done!"

All the disciples Shuang beat like eggplants, and went to receive the punishment, and they didn't dare to peek or talk nonsense anymore.

However, after punishing his apprentices, Vice-Headmaster Xi put his hands behind his back, raised his head, and took a good look—good guy, what did he see!It's really Mr. Hu, who can make Master, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, in broad daylight, in a large audience, how decent it is!Tut tut tut tut!

However, he has been a beginner for 200 years, and he has never seen Master smile so heartily.

Although Shizun is the head of the Taiwei Realm, according to his observation, he is similar to an ascetic monk, and his life is boring, and the quality of life is not as good as that of an illiterate wild man in the mountains. Live like a living person.

pretty good.

Chengyang Muqiu was held like a silver velvet octopus, but no matter how much they tossed in the air, it didn't affect their smooth landing.

Yinrong realized belatedly, this is the ancestor of Chengyang!It wasn't the flying sword that he could rent for a few spirit stones in the past, so he probably wouldn't fall easily.

Yinrong then asked: "Did you do it on purpose just now? Seeing that I was scared, you deliberately didn't explain, deliberately made a fool of me..."

Unexpectedly, Chengyang Muqiu admitted shamelessly: "Yeah."

Silver Velvet: "???"

Silver Velvet: "Are you kidding me?"

Chengyang Muqiu laughed again, the same kind of unstoppable laughter, and after a while, he said, "Yeah."

Yinrong: "..." Damn it, this demon is really going to be angry.

Yinrong was angry, and the consequences were serious.

With a flash of his figure, the fox-eared boy disappeared.Yinrong pretended that he was a wild fox who could not understand human language, jumped onto the bed angrily, pointed his fluffy butt at Chengyang Muqiu, Chengyang Muqiu turned in front of him, and Yinrong turned around again. past.

Very pampered and proud, very bold.

Chengyang Muqiu let him toss with a good temper, and took out a jade comb - the one that combed Yinrong's hair before - and combed Yinrong's hair in a very low-key manner.

The big tail was fluffy and soft, and a layer of floating hair was removed with one brush. Chengyang Muqiu didn't mind it, and carefully put away the floating hair. "I didn't mean to see you make a fool of yourself." Chengyang Muqiu said, "It's just that when you hugged me, I didn't want you to let go."

Silver Velvet: "..." I have to say, this explanation made him more comfortable than combing his hair.

"Laughing is not laughing at you," Chengyang Muqiu continued, "it's being happy. When I'm with you, I feel very happy. When I look at you, I feel cute everywhere, so I'm in a good mood."

Silver Fleece: "!"

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!Is the ancestor talking about love?

A serious old antique who suddenly learned to talk about love. Facing such Chengyang Muqiu, Yinrong was not able to resist for the first time, and then after some high-level arguments from today's ancestors, he found that it was not the first time he couldn't bear it, but I can't bear it again and again.

Yinrong gave up, because she suspected that if she turned back into a human being at this time, she would blush too much, which would be even more embarrassing, so she simply kicked her little paw and did nothing to fight with the world.He spread out his limbs and claws, rolled over, and turned out his snow-white belly, allowing Chengyang Muqiu to caress and comb his hair.

Even in the face of the fox-shaped silver velvet, Chengyang Muqiu was extremely patient. He combed the hair ball well, and then stroked it up and down, before going to bed with the silver velvet.

But when Yinrong curled up his big tail and fell asleep, Chengyang Muqiu didn't hug him and fell asleep with him, but got up quietly, tucked the quilt for him, and got off the bed lightly.

The monster that his three disciples Qi Shuang caught today had not had time to interrogate.

Chengyang Muqiu decided to ask about the progress of the interrogation. He still has a lot of things to deal with tomorrow, and only tonight is free.

And all the invited friends from various factions are about to return. It would be best if they could ask for something of value before they leave.

The demon figure was a boy of seven or eight years old, but he was quite cunning and stubborn. Qi Shuang spent the whole day in a daze, but didn't ask him to speak. He just insisted, "I asked you Daoist Chaoyu to ask me in person."

When Chengyang Muqiu stepped into the Yaozhu Hall, he heard the monster emphasize it several times, so he said coolly: "This deity is here, I advise you not to play tricks."

He pushed back the disciples and grandchildren who were guarding the demon, and the young disciples stood guard outside, exchanging glances with each other, expressing their pity for the unresponsive demon.

Okay, why do you have to see the coffin and not shed tears, just tell them something, this time it's good, the head immortal will interrogate in person, and the monster will have to peel off its skin even if it doesn't die.

However, in less than an hour, Chengyang Muqiu hurried out of the demon-locking tower, and the young disciples probed their brains curiously, and found that the daring demon had all its beard and tail, and everyone was surprised.

But Chengyang Muqiu did not return to Henggaoju immediately, but went straight into the Shenheng Hall, which is the place where the ancestral tablets of Taiweijing and the soul lamps of the current head, elders, deacons, and inner disciples are stored. When Chengyang Muqiu went to the extremely cold place Xuekugu to break through the incarnation double mirror retreat, his own disciples guarded his soul lamp here.

Except for the sacrifices during the New Year and festivals, Chengyang Muqiu himself rarely went to the Hengdian Hall on weekdays.

But today, this stay lasted all night.

Silver Velvet slept peacefully.

Ever since Chengyang Muqiu realized how much Yinrong is afraid of heat, in order to allow him to stay in Henggaoju at night, Chengyang Muqiu specially placed many treasures dug from extremely cold places in the bedroom as decorations, not only It can cool down and dispel the heat, and the fine carvings imply nobility and elegance, which can very well demonstrate the taste of the head of Chengyang.

Yinrong slept until dawn, straightened her front paws, and stretched comfortably, only to realize why her Taoist companion wasn't there?up so early?

Then, he heard the sound of the door opening, followed by a big hand clamping his hand, uh... hand?

Silver Fleece was forced to change back into a human form.

Yinrong knew very early on that with Chengyang Muqiu's unfathomable cultivation, it couldn't be easier to transform him back into a human form, but he was just letting him in.

This morning he was suddenly not allowed to let him go, Yin Rong didn't think much about it, and let him bully him very relaxedly, and then felt the robe on his body being torn apart, making a "sizzling" sound of cloth breaking.

Chengyang Muqiu hadn't been so fierce to him for a long time.

Yinrong blinked and blinked again, feeling that something was wrong with Chengyang Muqiu's face.

Yinrong couldn't help becoming nervous, three thousand black hair was spread on the plain white sheet, and the fox ears on the top of his head lay back cowardly, "Brother Muqiu, what's wrong with you?"

Chengyang Muqiu looked at him deeply, as if he was sizing up a stranger, his eyes became more and more strange, like fierceness and burning desire.

Yin Rong felt a little feverish from being stared at, and flicked the tip of her tail lying between her two calves uneasily, "What happened?"

Chengyang Muqiu closed his eyes, concealed his emotions, and said hoarsely: "Don't be afraid, I just... want you."