The Dangerous Cultivator

Deputy Chief Cen is the Deputy Chief of the Elder Qin Presbyterian Court. In the past, Xu Yi contacted the Elder Qin, all relying on the Deputy Chief Cen Yu in the transfer. The two exchanged a lot and gradually became friends.

Of course, the friendship between the two is also limited to scenes.

Mr. Cen's reception was over-enthusiastic.

However, it is also understandable that Xu Yi has now been promoted to a third-level star official and joined Luting.

However, after half a cup of tea, Xu Yi changed this view.

He came here to find Deputy Cenator Cen this time, so he wanted Deputy Cen to be a middleman and contact Elder Qin, so he would go to Green Island again to meet with Elder Qin.

Although he didn't like the elder Qin with a strange temperament, after all, he inherited the elder Qin's affection, and this time he returned, it was a must.

Deputy Zhichen Cen informed him that Elder Qin had been transferred from Huaixi House a few months ago, and even the Green Island where he lived was sold.

Today, Deputy Envoy Cen is in the second division of the Discipline Division.

After listening to his statement, it was obviously not satisfactory.

Today, Xu Yi, a former senior official who has already joined the court, has returned, and Deputy Cen naturally wanted to join him.

Seeing that Elder Qin was not allowed, Xu Yizi was unwilling to waste time here.

Although Deputy Envoy Cen repeatedly asked for meals, Xu Yi insisted on leaving, and he was really not interested in responding to these scenes.

Before leaving, he left a voice-transmitting bead and said, "If brother Cen has an urgent matter in the future, use this bead to find me. If he can help, Xu Mouding will say nothing."

For those who have given even small help, Xu Yi will not be hard-hearted, leaving a voice-bead and finishing a fate.

After collecting the beads, Vice Cen closed the sullen mass on the chest, and then personally sent Xu Yigong out of the gate and watched Xu Yi leave before returning.

After bidding farewell to Deputy Cen Xu, Xu Yi left Bacheng City and went straight to Lengyang Peak.

In August, the Lengyang Peak, with lush greenery, is more and more beautiful, and has not been seen for many days. Civil engineering has been underway around the peak, and many houses have been added. The only residence near the top of the summit seems to be a closed area. There is movement.

Xu Yi took out the military order, urged Leng Yangfeng's ban, and went straight towards Mingtang.

He hadn't settled in Mingtang before, and a white shadow flashed forward.

Xu Yi thought out and settled the white shadow in the air.

Suddenly, a few beautiful ice flowers shot at him, quickly.

He thought again, trying to hold those ice flowers.

Unexpectedly, the few ice flowers actually penetrated his divine thoughts easily, and surrounded him, but did not touch his skin. Even so, Xu Yi felt the chill of bones.

When you look intently, the one that was fixed in the air by the mind is the snow-white, palm-sized ice-fire rabbit.

Xu Yi was overjoyed, and quickly took the divine thought. The Binghuo rabbit slammed into his arms, put out a pink tongue, and licked it in his palm.

At this moment, a fit and dynamic figure also entered the hall. After seeing Xu Yi, a flashing body approached and rejoiced, "My son, you are back."

Bright eyes are good and kind, not Yan Zi and who.

Xu Yi smiled and pointed at Binghuo Rabbit: "How did this little guy have a spirit?"

The words fell squarely, and the Binghuo rabbit suddenly raised her head, raised her left front paw, and raised Xu Yi's head up. A faint blue firework with the thickness of her fingers was sprayed out of her mouth.

Binghuo rabbit shook her head proudly, took a small sip, and sucked the fireworks together with the ice flowers into her belly.

Suddenly, a bounce from Xu Yi's body, then jumped into Yan Zi's arms, and went straight to the spirit beast bag around Yan Zi's waist.

Yan Zi smiled: "Don't dare to call him a little guy, our Su Xiaozheng has a tough temper."

At this point, there was another ups and downs in the lumbar pouch, apparently the Binghuo rabbit was expressing dissatisfaction.

Yan Zi patted her waist pouch gently, fastened the beast bag with her hand, and said something about the cause of her love.

It was said that this Binghuo rabbit was more than ten days ago. After she fed the Fire Spirit Stone, she suddenly woke up and became like this.

Xu Yi felt relieved for a while, and suddenly remembered the dying rabbit family of the fire, only to live up to the mother rabbit's trust.

Yan Zidao: "Don't underestimate this little guy. Its ice and fire is very powerful. Xuanbing spurts out. It can crack the fine iron. The flame is splattered. Even my iron essence can't hold it. But this ice and fire rabbit When it grows up, the ice fire that can be sprayed is extremely limited. In addition, if it is happy, it will spray ice flowers, if it is angry, it will spray flames. Shicai, I took it wandering in the mountains, it suddenly came here Benlai, now I want to come, I have sensed my son long ago, it is really a **** rabbit of the most nature ... "

Watching Yan Zihuan's explanation of all kinds of interesting things about Binghuo Rabbit, Xu Yi felt warm in his heart. He didn't know how long he hadn't relaxed the alert that he had always hung up.

Facing Yan Zi ’s kind smile, he relaxed inexplicably, looked around Yan Zi, connected with Yan Zi ’s words, and laughed: “It seems that our Xiao Yan is indeed talented, just a few months Time has already reached the late stage of condensate. If it is placed in Dayue, those talented and handsome men can be thrown away. Even in this northern court, Xiao Yan's progress is praiseworthy. "

Yan Ziqiao blushed and said, "Why do my sons praise me? Compared with him, I am nothing."

But in my heart, I said silently: I hope my son's practice can slow down.

In these days when Xu Yi was absent, Yan Zi was struggling like never before. She always had a belief in her heart that inspired her.

That is, she has to practice hard, just hoping not to be left behind by the son, so that one day she will become a burden on the son, and she will not even have the right to accompany him.

Xu Yi waved his hand and said, "Okay, if you practice all day long, Ren Tieren will get bored. Today you and I won't meet again for a long time. Let's say something happy and do something happy."

Yan Zixi said: "Then I'll prepare meals for my son." She knows Xu Yizi best.

Xu Yi smiled: "I'm the head chef, you can help the chef. Let's do some work together and make a table here."

As soon as Yan Zi's eyes brightened, her kind face almost radiated with luster, and said, "Like in Futu Mountain?"

Xu Yi nodded and said, "Yes, just like in Futu Mountain."

One master and one servant, without any helpers to help each other, carefully cooked a meal of the most beautiful taste of the world, each with their own meals, both physically and mentally.

After eating a meal straight to Mount Yueshan, Yan Zimali cleaned the battlefield, and then accompanied Xu Yi to sit in the breeze and bright moon, overlooking the mountain view and drinking tea quietly.

Yan Zi was very happy, and she only felt that the breath of the son from her ears was the most beautiful voice in the world. The peace and joy in her heart could not be piled up, overflowing, pouring into the clear moonlight.

The two sat straight until Mingyue was hiding in the clouds and disappeared, Xu Yi got up.

Yan Zi hurriedly said, "Just wait a minute, I'll help you make the bed." After that, he jumped away.

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