Feng Buye asked her to ask, and Zhuchen did ask, but he didn't answer. His expression seemed to be that he was thinking about how to word his words to calm down the enthusiasm in her head and let her think clearly about this ridiculous thing.

cause and effect.

He did not refuse or accuse, which showed that he was extremely shaken. Every morning, he mustered up the courage to be shameless, gritted his teeth, and said it out loud: "Liao Liaoyun likes rain, but I don't like it. I...I

Well, you know who you like, right?"

Such a short sentence can be said twice. Zhuchen sighed helplessly and closed his eyes in annoyance.

Feng Buye looked at her lively face in trance.

Most people in the world admire him, but fear is indispensable.

He has a high seniority. Ever since he became famous at a young age, monks of his own age have to bow and salute when they see him, and dare not raise their heads to look directly at him. The elders mostly treat him with politeness, as if he was born with a fierce face.

It can be intimidating, but the only important thing is to practice the Tao.

Therefore, he has become more experienced in speaking and doing things, always thinking far ahead, and likes to make all arrangements carefully.

It took him a long time to speak: "If I..."

He wanted to explain the pros and cons of the future clearly to Zhuchen, but everything might not be as smooth as she thought, so he shouldn't be sad about it in the future. But just after he said these two words, Zhuchen seemed to feel something, and his face turned pale.

Coming down, the rejection was obvious.

Feng Buye's unspoken plan rolled around in her mouth, and she changed it as she wished: "People's words are scary, if you are not afraid of what they say..."

"What's there to say?" Zhuchen breathed out and said with a nonchalant smile, "Look, now that the Demon Realm boundary monument is broken, they don't care much about it. They are still eating, drinking, having fun and joking. It's not like what I do can be called

What do they want to say about the big event that the sky is falling? Besides, Chaowen is my territory. If anyone is unhappy, they can leave on their own, or I will force them to stay?"

Feng Buye saw that she indeed had no worries, like a person who would not be troubled by this worldly world, and the irritability and worry in his heart dissipated a lot.

Zhuchen whipped out a red sword spike from his sleeve, hung it on his finger, and waved it in front of him, as if to remind him of his previous unreasonableness.

The tassel at the end of the sword tassel was originally worn and the lines were a little rough. After being combed by Zhuchen, it became neat and smooth again.

Feng Buye thought she would throw away the things when she was angry, but unexpectedly she managed to survive and let go. She smiled slightly and said, "Isn't the Hanxu Sword at your place?"

Zhuchen's expression was a little proud, his eyes were bright and bright, and he said, "Of course it's different."

She removed the tassel below the long fringe, leaving only the red knot on it, and then took out a light blue jade pendant from her body.

She has worn this jade pendant for a long time, and when she touches it in her hand, she feels her own body temperature inside.

Pu Fengzong believes that jade can absorb spirits and is the essence of heaven and earth. It is good for disciples to wear it regularly, so most of his disciples have one, which has always been with them since childhood. Even if it is not very valuable, it is the second most precious thing after the natal magic weapon.

Zhuchen tied it under the red knot and tied this poorly made accessory on his body in front of Feng Buye.

Feng Buye didn't refuse this time, tilted his head back slightly and let her do whatever she wanted.

Zhuchen took a step back to admire it, and found that this thing looked out of place hanging on Feng Buye, but he couldn't help but said with satisfaction: "This will make me happy."

After this sentence, neither of them spoke.

Feng Buye's hands with clear joints became whiter against the backdrop of the red rope, and the veins were clearly visible through the skin. His slender fingers slowly rubbed the surface of the jade pendant.

"Master..."

"Master! Master Zhuchen!"

A loud shout in the distance abruptly interrupted the ambiguous atmosphere, and Zhuchen's newly prepared words suddenly ran out of room to speak. She endured it, but the other party came back with more energy, shouting in waves, just like singing a folk song,

Calling her name.

Zhuchen was angry and shouted over there: "What are you doing!"

The demon cultivator shouted at the top of his lungs: "These monsters may have grown too fat. What should we do? Some of them are probably about to give birth. Should we starve them twice to lose weight first?"

Zhuchen hurriedly stopped him and said, "No! Don't make the monsters miscarry by dancing around like a bunch of demons! These black fur balls are very valuable!"

The demon cultivator put his hands on his hips, pointed hard at the shack and said, "But the people can't drag the briquettes away. Do you want our help? If you don't want us, we can leave!"

Zhuchen drank: "Stand still!"

She ran a few meters away, and suddenly remembered that Feng Buye was still there, so she quickly turned around and said, "Master, wait a moment, I'll go watch them, and I'll come back to you when I'm done."

Feng Buye nodded and asked her to go about her business first.

When Zhuchen ran over, the demon cultivator headed by Ye Qing was accepting Liang Hongluo's scolding.

The demon cultivators who had been careless just now realized their mistakes deeply. They lowered their heads and stared at their toes with sincere expressions as they faced repentance.

The demon king was so angry that he almost pointed at the foreheads of these people and uttered obscenities.

"Why do you always like to cause trouble to Zhuchen? Do you really not know about such small things, or do you deliberately not know about it? Life in Chaowen is too comfortable, so you think about making trouble over nothing all day long!"

Zhuchen nodded from behind, feeling that what he said made sense.

Liang Hongluo sneered: "You can't even handle a few monsters. How do I discipline you on weekdays? Are you trying to embarrass me on purpose?"

Ye Qingqu wanted to flatter him, but was extremely humble: "I don't dare, I don't dare."

Liang Hongluo walked around angrily, turning over old accounts and getting more and more angry: "You dare to violate the things I entrusted you to do. I didn't have time to hold you accountable for the big things I had done before. Very good. Now you dare to go even further! You think I'm just a piece of paper."

Tiger, don’t you dare to do anything to you?”

He paused and stood in front of Ye Qing, knowing that these demon cultivators usually followed his lead and waited to see his stance.

The young man raised his head, showed a flattering and flattering smile, and sincerely admitted his mistake. Unexpectedly, Liang Hongluo was sure that he did it on purpose. He felt that the pretentious expression on his fierce face was more like sarcasm, and he immediately said angrily.

: "I have given you opportunities again and again, and this is how you repay me? It seems that I have indulged you too much, so go back to the devil world!"

Ye Qing was desperate. She crossed Liang Hongluo and Zhuchen and winked, pretending to be pitiful and begging her to help her quickly.

Zhuchen, for the sake of his labor force, came forward to smooth things over and said, "Brother, we have a happy event today. They must not have done it on purpose. Don't pursue the past mistakes."

When she opened her mouth, how could Liang Hongluo have any reason to refuse? It only took him a moment from the approaching rainstorm to the spring breeze to perform a unique trick of changing his face, and he agreed with a smile.

"Listen to your words, the past can be wiped out, but little sister, don't indulge them too much. They pretend to be honest, but in fact they are very cunning behind the scenes. You can scold them when you need to, and show no mercy."

Ye Qing and others were almost moved to tears. They clasped their hands together and said, "I hope Warcraft will give birth to a few babies every day. Then the world will be peaceful."

Zhuchen heard this and retorted: "If you are obedient and don't make my elder brother angry all the time, why are there so many unrest?"

The curve of the corners of Liang Hong's lips raised again.

As expected, his little sister still protects him, who makes him his biological brother whose blood is thicker than water? Feng Buye should make Feng Buye understand his future family status.

The lack of exercise for Warcraft is indeed a big deal, and we can no longer let the wind blow by and damage our cultivation.

Zhuchen had people build a track overnight for briquettes to exercise.

Briquettes are not as docile as black chicks. Even if they are raised for a long time, they may still hurt people if they have a bad temper. Therefore, this job can only be left to monks or demon cultivators, and they must be watched at all times to ensure safety.

Even so, Zhang Shiwen and others couldn't help but watch the fun.

They stood behind the fences on both sides of the track, closely following a monk, waiting for the briquettes to be released from the shack and running towards freedom in the early morning light.

The door of the breeding shed was opened, and the pregnant monster came out with confusion under the guidance of the monk.

They walked slowly around the spacious open space, looked up at the blue sky, sprayed white thick breath from their noses, and let out a high-pitched cry... Then they lay down on the spot, closed their eyes and meditated.

Zhang Shiwen and others thought that the monsters would go crazy, hit the fence and try to escape. They also thought that they would conflict with the monks and risk their lives for revenge. But they never thought that these black coal briquettes would give up treatment so completely.

They formed a chaotic formation and began to clench their fists and cheer:

"Run away, coal ball!"

"Aren't these monsters quite arrogant in the past?"

"How can they be so docile when we're outside and the door isn't closed? I almost don't recognize these black things anymore."

Zhuchen was also stunned.

The breeding sheds are covered, but when the weather is fine, they will be driven to another open-air circle in the morning to roll around, so these monsters are not so enthusiastic about the sky.

There is plenty of food every day, sweet water, a sanitary environment, adequate temperature and humidity, and dedicated personnel to serve them. Their free hearts have long been corroded by the superior conditions.

...This won't work, laziness has become a habit, and I don't even walk. I didn't expect that in the era before the Internet, the "home" attribute would be the first to become popular in World of Warcraft.

Zhang Shiwen shouted so hard that his throat was dry, but the group of briquettes remained motionless, and he said anxiously: "Are you going to whip them like horses? I'll have someone make some longer whips. You can find some powerful ones."

Monk, go to heaven to supervise them?"

Zhuchen shook his head and said, "It's too dangerous. Aren't you afraid of them poking their hooves? And if you beat them all day long, you will have a stress reaction and start going crazy when you see people. But it will become a bigger problem."

What's more, the running speed of briquettes is not slow. To wield a sword, monks must fly low and hit accurately. The requirements are too high, and few monks can do it.

The most important thing is... she is afraid that when the coal ball is angry, it will affect her body. These monsters are now little ancestors,

Zhang Shiwen doesn't understand what stress is, but he can figure out a little bit of the truth: "A few of them should be about to give birth. What if the cubs are too fat to be born like last time?"

Looking around in the morning, I saw a familiar figure amusing himself, and shouted: "Atu!"

Atu: "Gah——"

What to do!

I was so angry that I started quacking.

Zhuchen held back his smile and waved, "Brother Bald, come over and give them a whip."

Atu despises playing with Coal Balls the most, mainly because he feels that Zhuchen prefers these ugly things, has framed him several times, and even blamed him for being unable to have children. This is unreasonable, so he ignores it.
Chapter completed!