The villain is addicted to my furry

Gu Rentan knelt on the ground, and the criminals behind him bowed their heads.

Rong Shangqing passed through the crowd, walked to the corridor and stopped, looking at the red lotus blooming angrily in the courtyard from the corner of his eye, each blossoming was delicate and beautiful, and was well nurtured. "Gu Rentan." He whispered.

Upon hearing the words, Gu Ren sighed, got up hurriedly, knelt down on one knee, and waited for orders.

Nothing in the prison has changed, every brick and tile is the same as before he left.

I heard that there was a fierce battle here. After his death, half of the disciples in the sin prison will join the Zheyue Tower to serve Lu Zhanmian. Put down the rebellion.

Everything here was deliberately restored by someone with a heart!Includes lotus and koi in the pond.

Rong Shangqing: "It's hard work."

Gu Ren sighed and his eyes turned hot, he was both moved and delighted: "The first one will live forever in the autumn, and enjoy the blessings of heaven forever."

When the disciples left, Gu Rentan accompanied him, and told him all the things about the sea of ​​dead spirits in detail, covering every aspect of the matter.

Rong Shangqing asked: "The criminal prison has become under the command of the Night Palace, and there is no one in the Night Palace to garrison the sea of ​​dead souls?"

Gu Rentan shook his head: "No, the subordinates also feel strange. Logically speaking, only those who put themselves down in the sea of ​​dead spirits can feel at ease, right?"

Rong Shangqing laughed when he heard the words: "Even if my brother Xie doesn't engage in these things, the area of ​​the sea of ​​dead spirits is also under his control. If he wants to massacre the city, he can do it at any time. What's the use of stationing in the main army's row?" ?”

Gu Rentan was speechless. "The first one, or..." Ye what? "Oh, no. "Gu Rentan scratched his head, and said resentfully," this subordinate remembered what Xie Lingxiao once said, he said that the crime prison should be reserved for you, the chief, maybe....Maybe he really didn't want to go to prison... "

Rong Shangqing sneered: "For the sake of Jiuzhulian, not only did you not kill me, but you also left me the Sea of ​​Dead Souls and the Prison of Sin as thanks?"

Gu Ren sighed and swallowed. "This deity is really underestimated by him." When Rong Shangqing got up, Gu Ren sighed anxiously and rushed up.

Gu Rentan made up a series of scenes in which Zishou Zun went to the Ye Palace to fight Xie Yang to the death, only to find out that Rong Shangqing just entered the cabinet to change clothes.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and stood outside the house with lowered eyes, waiting for orders.

Soon there was a voice from inside: "Since you are a subordinate, you must make offerings, right?" Is it thousands of dollars, or...

Gu Ren sighed, "One pot of Tianquan Yulu every month."

Rong Shangqing: "Huh?" "It's the kind that the first statue treasures." Gu Rentan said, "Xiao Tang likes to drink.

Rong Shangqing: ...

Back in the criminal prison, it took a few days to deal with a lot of official affairs, but with a profitable subordinate like Gu Rentan, Rong Shangqing didn't have to worry about too many things.

For example, the new sect that rose in the Necromancer Sea, who didn't know how to pretend to be awesome and even provoked the prison, before Rong Shangqing knew, Gu Rentan had already led the people of Hongliantai to destroy it.

Full marks for work efficiency!

The moon was very round that night, and the sky was full of stars.

Rong Shangqing woke up from the trance state, and Gu Rentan from outside just knocked on the door and came in, put a mutton fat jade jug on the table, and said respectfully: "My lord, the wine made by Epiphyllum."

Rong Shangqing instantly understood: "Sent by the Night Palace?" "Yes." Gu Ren sighed, "it was delivered by Zhu Gousheng himself. It is said that Zhou Yutang personally brewed the wine, and he was specially asked to send it for you. You taste it."

Rong Shangqing couldn't help laughing: "Little Phoenix's kindness can't be rejected."

Gu Ren sighed and said hurriedly, "My lord."

Rong Shangqing knew what he meant: "You worry too much, whether it is Xiaotang or Xie Yang, they will not poison the wine, they disdain this method."

Gu Rentan was still trembling with fear: "But..." "Don't be dark." Rong Shangqing laughed, poured the wine by himself, and brought it to his lips to drink it up, "Does Zhu Gou's leftover Ji Rushuang have something like a wedding dress that eclipses her soul?" ? If he wants to control me, he will not leave the prison to me."

Gu Rentan thought about it for a while, and it was indeed the case: "It's because the subordinates are overwhelmed."

He waved his hands behind him, and a Moxiu came in with a casserole and put it on the table. He lifted the lid, and inside was a pot full of steaming mapo tofu.

Even with an ice face, Gu Rentan couldn't hold back: "Uh, Pavilion Master Zhou and the others are in Bashu, and they specially brought them here to ask you to taste the delicacies of the mortal world."

Rong Shangqing: "...

What a little phoenix who is only willing to share.

Rong Shangqing offered a piece with a spoon, and before he could eat it, he suddenly thought of something: "Isn't it Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days?"

Gu Ren sighed: "Yes." "I don't know how the old man is doing." Rong Shangqing muttered to himself, ate the tofu, threw away the spoon, and flew away as a magic breath.

The real person in Puyang took sweet-scented osmanthus wine and moon cakes to the aura-filled cave in the back mountain, and he did not forget to take this opportunity to show off, "This moon cake was made by my disciple Xiaofeng himself. Look at the craftsmanship, this pattern, this moon cake." Taste! What an ingenuity."

Qingyong snorted and said, "What are you showing off with me? You have the ability to praise Xiaofeng face to face." "That's not good." Puyang Master said, "This thing like an apprentice can't always boast, it's easy to float! I'm right They are cold-faced, so they can reflect on themselves and be taught with an open mind, otherwise they will all be arrogant and complacent, what are they talking about."

Qing Yong smiled while eating mooncakes: "You are a good teacher."

Master Puyang filled him with wine: "Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, don't you go down the mountain to have fun with your disciples?"

Qing Yong sighed helplessly: "I think about it too, but closed-door practice is the most taboo of noisy weapons, so forget it." "Okay, wait for the day when the head brother leaves the closed door." Master Puyang got up and cupped his hands and said, "Then I don't want to." Sorry to bother brother Qingxiu, come back another day." "Let's go." Qing Jing waved.

The full moon is bright and clear, and the sky is full of stars.

The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus brewed wine is alluring, and you don't need to drink too much to get drunk.

Qing Yong poured the wine by himself, and glanced behind him from the corner of his eyes: "Where did you come from, you must have been able to pass through the barrier of the Supreme Immortal Gate and come here quietly..." "Master."

With a soft call, Qing Swimmer's hand froze, and the wine jug fell to the ground and shattered.He didn't dare to look back, for fear that it was an auditory hallucination.

I don't know how long the stalemate lasted before he shouted hoarsely: "Yes... Rong'er is back?"

The sound of footsteps gradually approached, until it was beside him.

A white and slender hand stretched out, gently pressing down on his slightly trembling withered yellow hand. "Master." The man called out again, and knelt down beside him. "Thin." Qinghan stared at Rong Shangqing's face, with tears in his eyes, and reached out to fiddle with his folded hair a few times, "also haggard."

Rong Shangqing laughed and held Qingyong's hand even tighter: "Master is still as young as before."

Qingzheng smiled through tears: "Jing is talking nonsense, Master is getting old."

Rong Shangqing: "You're young." "Okay, okay." Qing Zheng smiled, "Your Excellency is what you say."

Rong Shangqing put his head on Master's lap, and Master smiled and gently stroked his head: "Master has heard a lot about you, are you okay?" "Yes." Rong Shangqing closed his eyes, "It's all right It's gone." "The treasure map?" "It's just a rag." Rong Shangqing raised his head and sarcastically said, "I went to see it, and there isn't even a chicken feather. Bleeding and boring."

Qing Yong smiled leisurely: "If there is no desire in the heart, there will be no worries."

Rong Shangqing heard it in his heart, full of emotion: "Unfortunately, no one in the world can have the realm like you, Master."

As the night darkens, the mountains are full of lights and become brocades, full of prosperity.

Qing Yong asked, "Go back to stepping on Xuefeng to have a look?"

Rong Shangqing slowly shook his head: "No, it's not good to scare the disciples who step on Xuefeng."

Rong Shangqing suppressed his smile, and bowed to Qingzheng solemnly: "Shangqing is gone, and I will come to see Master some other day." "Okay." Qing Yong smiled kindly, "If you meet Yang Yang, you will be fine." Tell him, let him come back to take a look when he has time, I miss him as a teacher."

Rong Shangqing responded with a smile: "Understood."

Qing Yong: "I'll go to Xiandu when I get out of customs, and then I'll bring Du Nan and you, and I will make imperial concubine beef brisket for you in the Night Palace."

Rong Shangqing recalled that period of time, and couldn't help laughing: "Master, please don't bluff people, I'm already greedy."

The night is fading, and the sky is about to break the dawn.

The mountains and peaks are shrouded in silver-white clouds and mist, and everything is silent. The morning light passes through the mist, swaying and lighting up the world.

Walking to the foot of the Supreme Immortal Gate, looking around, there is a person standing at the end of the winding stone path, followed by a bouncing sable.

When Rong Shangqing saw him, he couldn't help but quicken his pace.

Yin Yu inadvertently came back to his senses and saw him, and couldn't help but greet him.

The author has something to say:

Senior Sister and Yin Yu's episode is over. Jishi originally wanted to write [-] words angrily, but... half of the content is extra content, too long seems not good ([-] words is about to catch up with a new book) here End the blank space, and leave the follow-up greasy, crooked, loving, loving, and loving to the little cuties to imagine freely!

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