Stunning monster, soft and cute

After all, the man got up and left the teahouse.

In the noisy street market, a long queue was driving mightily.

A luxurious carriage in the procession is the most eye-catching.

Mo Bei glanced at the carriage from the second floor.

At the same time, other guests in the teahouse began to discuss.

"...Look, that's the car of Fengyu National Master."

"...That's right, Feng Yu Guo Guoshi is a master outside the world, and wherever he comes, the weather will be smooth."

"...I heard that he is a Taoist immortal. He is hundreds of years old, but he is still young."

At this moment, many tea drinkers flocked downstairs to see Rehao.

It seems that just seeing the national teacher of Fengyu Kingdom for a moment can prevent all diseases and prolong life.

It's a pity that the luxurious carriage was tightly fenced, and no one could be seen inside.

At this moment, Mo Nan hid in the dark, looking at the luxurious carriage, his face was pale, and his whole body was trembling.

A trembling hand was covering the plum red place on his chest.

More than 300 years have passed, but the pain caused by being pierced, put on a golden ring, and pulled wantonly like abusive people still lingers in my heart, leaving traces of shame forever, which cannot be erased.

The tails of Mo Nan's eyes were slightly red, covered with a layer of mist, and he bit his lower lip fiercely, as if he was trying his best to restrain the pain and fear.

escape.

Must escape.

Mo Nan lost his breath, and tried his best to escape in the direction of the demon world.

At the same time, in that luxurious carriage, Jun Huailing, who closed his eyes and meditated, suddenly opened his eyes, "It's Feng Yi, he's nearby!"

After all, he broke out from the carriage, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.

The speed was so fast that no one could see his face clearly, only an afterimage was seen, which disappeared in an instant.

Lingu practiced walking with Chu Lianhua for a while in the fairy mountain, but he still hasn't learned how to walk, but he has made some small progress. He can stand independently, but he can't stand for too long, or he will fall down!

The sun sets in the west, afterglow.

It was getting late, and Chu Lianhua went back with Linggu in his arms.

But on the way, Chu Lianhua took Linggu to the weapon department of the sect and left his long sword there for maintenance.

After returning to the pavilion of Jing'an Peak, Chu Lianhua put Linggu on the bed and washed Linggu's feet with water.

At this moment, Chu Lianhua bent down to take off his shoes for Linggu.

But I heard Ling Gu hurriedly said: "Don't bother uncle, I will do it myself."

Linggu is obediently called Uncle Chu Lianhua, which makes him look more cordial.

"Let me do it." Chu Lianhua had already taken off one of Linggu's white boots, and touched Linggu's footwear with his fingertips.

"Thank you, uncle." Linggu said shyly.

Asking an immortal to take off his shoes and wash his feet, he really couldn't sit still, but Linggu knew that he was too stupid to do anything well, so he was afraid of causing trouble to Chu Lianhua, so he obediently and honestly asked Chu Lianhua to take off his shoes and wash his feet. Huawei washes his feet.

Linggu's feet are petite and fair, with moderately fat wrists and ankles, so beautiful and natural that people can't take their eyes off them.

"Uncle, have you finished washing your feet?" Lingu felt that Chu Lianhua had washed his feet for a long time.

"Okay." Chu Lianhua wiped Linggu's feet with a towel.

"I'll wash uncle's feet." Linggu wanted to reciprocate, but was quickly rejected by Chu Lianhua. He said, "I'll go to Lingquan to take a bath."

With that said, Chu Lianhua had already picked up the basin and was about to go out.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

The person who came in was the head teacher of the Immortal School, the leader of the school.

Chang Qingtian seems to be in his early 30s, of average appearance, but with the majesty of the leader of a faction.

Especially at this moment Chang Qingtian's face is ashen.

His gaze fell on Chu Lianhua, and he sighed helplessly. He was about to speak when he caught sight of Linggu's face from the corner of his eye. He sees.

Linggu didn't know who the person in front of him was, but he didn't like this person, and...

"Uncle, this person came in without knocking." Lingu raised his finger, pointing at Changqingtian education brightly, "This person, you are very rude, entering someone's house without knocking."

Lingu remembered that Ji Zhenxiu and Luo Qingge entered the house without knocking, so Chu Lianhua reminded him of their affairs.

Chang Qingtian finally recovered from the astonishment, he was not Zhu Yan, he did not match just because of his age, and at the same time, he was extremely dissatisfied with Linggu's words.

Yintang became darker and darker.

He looked back at Chu Lianhua, but his attitude was obviously much better. He said, "Lianhua, he is that little fox? He has transformed!"

"Yes." Chu Lianhua took a gentle look at Linggu, and said, "He and Zhu Yan belong to the Yimei family of the Spirit Fox Clan, so they look a bit similar."

Ling Gu interjected proudly: "Shangxian Zhuyan is my brother."

Chang Qingtian frowned deeply, glanced at Linggu, and said to Chu Lianhua: "I have something to do, Lianhua will take a step to talk to me."

Chu Lianhua put the basin in his hand on the chair, and said softly to Linggu, "Go to sleep."

Ling Gu nodded, but said: "I'll sleep with uncle."

Immediately, Chang Qingtian's face turned black into a pan, he flicked his sleeves, let out a cold "hum", and left the room angrily.

Linggu didn't show any weakness either, and yelled fiercely at Changqingtian several times, as if Linggu knew that Changqingtian was very unfriendly to him, so he shouldn't be friendly to him either.

Chu Lianhua smiled lightly at Linggu's small appearance, and left immediately.

After leaving the room, Chang Qingtian stopped in front of the gazebo in the courtyard. He said "hi" and said to Chu Lianhua, "Did Lianhua take him to the restaurant of the outer disciples today?"

"Going." Chu Lianhua replied calmly.

Chang Qingtian sighed heavily, pointed at the direction where the outer disciples lived, and said with a headache frowning: "The outer disciples have exploded, and all kinds of unsavory rumors have spread to the immortal sect. As soon as you hear it, you know it's Lian Hua."

He didn't wait for Chu Lianhua to speak, and said again: "You are an immortal, how can you let such rumors spread." After a short pause, he added: "You were not like this before!"

Chu Lianhua didn't give any explanation. In the past, he was too cautious and missed the most important person.

At this moment, Chang Qingtian glanced at Chu Lianhua's waist, which was empty, missing a peerless sword, which was Chu Lianhua's beloved.

"Why is something wrong with the sword suddenly? It's time to repair it."

Chu Lianhua's sword is a water-based magic weapon, but it took so long for Linggu to grill fish, so of course there will be problems.

"Senior Brother, I won't bother you to ask about my affairs. Things in the sect are busy, so you can go and do other things."

After finishing speaking, Chu Lianhua saluted Chang Qingtian, then turned and left.

Chu Lianhua has such a cold and quiet temperament, so Sui Changqingtian is not dissatisfied with him.

Especially Chang Qingtian, the head teacher of the Immortal School, was given to him by Chu Lianhua.

Chu Lianhua likes to be pure. At that time, people had no desires and desires, and they were devoted to cultivating immortals, so they gave up the position of the head teacher of the Immortal School to Chang Qingtian, and became a guardian, protecting the Immortal School, and killing demons.

Inside the house, Linggu was lying on the bed, waiting for Chu Lianhua to come back and sleep together.

With a "squeak", the door was pushed open, and a person walked in, but it was not Chu Lianhua.

"Witch!" Linggu leaped from the bed to the ground, stepped forward to give the witch a warm hug, sprained her ankle, and a dog gnawed on the mud,

The witch opened her eyes wide, staring fixedly at Linggu who had fallen at her feet.

"Are you... Millet?"

"Oh my god! You're looking like Zhu Yan, you're confused!"

In ancient times, there was a kind of doctor called a face paster, who is now a plastic surgeon.

Linggu went to pull the corner of the witch's skirt, "Don't just watch the fun, I sprained my ankle, help me up!"

Seeing that Linggu hadn't finished speaking, the witch had already grabbed Linggu's bun and lifted him up.

"Oh!" Linggu raised his hand to protect his scalp, "It hurts like hell, your scalp is going to be ripped off by you."

The witch quickly let go, and Linggu fell to the ground as if she had no bones.

This time Linggu simply sat cross-legged on the ground, not wanting the witch to help him.

He could see that whenever the witch helped him, the more she helped, the more help she got.

The witch also sat beside him, raised her hand and began to tug on Linggu's face, "Which doctor made this up, it looks like it was born in nature."

Linggu pushed the witch's hand away from his face, "I grew it myself." He added: "Shangxian Zhu Yan is my elder brother." After speaking, he returned to the witch. I nuzzled.

Seeing that Linggu didn't like her, the witch asked, "Why are you still angry with me?"

Linggu folded his arms and turned his face away on purpose, "You are playing me like a fool, making me embarrassing in front of the master." In a blink of an eye, he said again: "Osmanthus cake is not what you said at all, let me work hard Bai has been busy for a while."

The witch rolled her eyes, it turned out to be this matter!

Yeh, actually held a grudge.

Immediately, she put on an innocent expression and spread her hands: "What I taught you is right, uh, we Luo people all do that!"

"Huh?" Lingu turned to look at the witch, "Then why did Master say it was wrong?"

Linggu has been half-believed by the witch's sincerity.

The witch replied to him: "Maybe the demon only knows what the human world does."

As she said that, the witch took out a small noodle pancake that he snatched from the ghost world, and showed it to Linggu, "This is the osmanthus cake of our Luo tribe, and I made it myself."

After the witch finished the task assigned to him by Ye Youming, she changed her route and came to see Linggu.

At this moment, Linggu lowered his eyes and stared straight at the red or rubbish or black or autumn green thing in the hands of the demon world, "This is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake!" After thinking for a while, he said: "But what Master likes to eat is from the human world. Osmanthus cake!"

The witch stuffed the small pancakes made with ghost blood from the ghost world into Linggu's palm, "It's just that the appearance is different, and the taste is the same."

Linggu looked at the pastry that always felt a bit oozing in the palm of his hand and let out an "oh".

Obviously, he has been completely convinced by the witch.

The witch at the side suddenly approached Ling Gu's face, staring at him carefully over and over again, "Guzi, I have to inform the demon king of this good news."

As he said that, he held up Linggu's face and said "baji baji baji" several times.