Shuimingzong is beautiful in the morning, with light mist and rising sun, and everything is covered in gold. But someone has no intention of admiring it at the moment, because since he came back, he has found himself trapped in a strange atmosphere.
For example, all the elders who have always cared about him have turned to a certain eldest lady. Old Chu, who has always played the role of picking up food at the dinner table, is now taking good care of Cen Zijin...
"Thank you, Grandpa Chu." Cen Zijin said his thanks obediently with crooked eyebrows, and saw someone drop the snack into the soup with a "click"
"What's wrong?" Murong Bo looked at his son strangely, "Elders, there's nothing wrong with caring about your little wife."
"No...nothing..." Someone was vague, but privately glared at Cen Zijin. The latter was very innocent and said that he didn't say anything.
After finally finishing the meal, Luo Yan quickly jumped up and ran away, "Nang Xipi, we can't stay in this place anymore, look at everyone's eyes!"
What I have to admit is that Cen Zijin has a noble and elegant temperament when he pretends to be a lady. Coupled with his sweet mouth, he is very in line with the wishes of the elderly. In addition, a man and a woman live together in the same garden, so there will be no scandal.
Strange!
"Shui Ming Sect, you and I are at odds with each other!" In the Xingluo Space, in a religious building with a towering dome, intricately carved walls, and countless windows made of colored glass, Feng Qiwu frantically smashed all the windows.
Thing, stumbling, not looking like a lady at all, "dead, all dead... Husband is dead, daughter is dead... I am the only one left... Why am I still alive! Brother Jian, I'm sorry
You, I'm useless... I can't save you, and I can't protect our daughter... The poor girl doesn't have a formal name yet... Wuwuwu... What should I do..." Feng Qiwu sat high on the
She cried loudly on the steps, and her black diamond-encrusted skirt dragged to the platform under the steps, like a gorgeous black waterfall.
"Senior Feng, if the Holy Church helps you avenge this revenge, you will definitely have the opportunity to kill your enemy with your own hands." At the foot of the steps, the man in black robe respectfully consoled him, but there was a flash of lust in his lowered eyes.
Feng Qiwu's long hair, which was originally tied up high, was now scattered on her snow-white neck. She said sadly: "Revenge...yes, I want revenge...but to avenge my husband, I
My child can't come back, can't come back..." She sat on the cold bluestone ground, covered her face and cried bitterly. The pearls inlaid on the white granite cast an alluring halo on her snow-white skin, bringing a kind of
A different kind of charm...
"Hey, what on earth did you tell everyone? Why do everyone look like that?" On the way back to Yuchenyuan, Luo Yan couldn't bear it any longer. He dragged Cen Zijin to a quiet place and asked fiercely.
Cen Zijin rolled his eyes cutely and complained: "How could I know! If you don't come home for a month or two, they will always stop me and ask me questions about how we met. How do we usually get along?
So... I guess I misunderstood?"
As soon as Luo Yan slapped his forehead, I knew that nothing good would happen if I took this young lady with me!
"Young Master, someone from outside the sect is looking for you." At this time, Linlang ran over with a strange look on his face.
"Looking for me? Who are you?" Luo Yan was a little confused. Does he still know anyone in Chushen Realm?
"Uh..." Linlang was a little embarrassed, searching desperately for some more neutral words, but the image she described... She said this, "There are two...worldly masters, one
The one with gray hair is more...simple and a bit slovenly. The other one is younger and dressed a bit like...a scholar. However, his mouth is full of...no, it should be that he speaks in a straight line...well, that's it."
"Oh, my Lord God of War~Linlang, can you describe it more appropriately? Don't be afraid of offending people!" Luo Yan patted his forehead, which made him have no idea at all!
"Okay!" Linlang breathed a long sigh of relief and said immediately, "One of the two people is holding a compass and talking about it. It feels like the magic stick in sister Zhisu's mouth! The other one has waist-length hair and says
Even when I praise you, I feel a bit like a fake poet! Moreover, the two of them smell like inferior wine and grilled salted fish. The old priest is sloppy and his robe has not been washed for several days. The fake poet is better than him.
, but the white robe has been washed and torn..."
"Stop, stop, stop!" Luo Yan hurriedly stopped, waving his hands and saying, "Let people beat them out, I don't know them!" Just kidding, how could he possibly know this person?
"Little brother~ You can't ignore us~ We must never forget each other~" Almost as soon as Luo Yan finished speaking, there was a startling wolf howl like a killing pig outside the sect, which made Luo Yan jump three feet high.
This ear is so good?! You can actually hear my brother's words from more than a hundred miles away on the mountain road?
"Eh? Why does this voice sound so familiar to me?" Cen Zijin, who has mild facial blindness, always recognizes people by their voices. At this time, she was the first to react, "Luo Yan, why don't you go and have a look? The voice sounds familiar to me."
Why!"
"Brother, do you know such a toothless guy?" Luo Yan was a little annoyed, but he still followed Linlang to the sect gate.
"Little brother, you are well!" Luo Yan heard a cheer before leaving the sect, "Look, we said we won't pay for your drinks? Our little brother will help us pay for the drinks.
"Yes!" That voice sounded a little sinister...
Luo Yan staggered, wine...drink money! Wouldn't he still follow the hotel owner?! He came here to ask for wine money! I can't afford to lose this person!!
"Young Master, these two people said they were yours... they said they knew you, you see..." The gatekeeper disciple heard the two men's vows and did not dare to make decisions without authorization.
Luo Yan patted his forehead, looked at the two swindlers who met in Xiaoyao City in the lower world, and waved his hands feebly: "Tell the hotel owner that I don't know these two people, and they still owe me a lot of money! Those who eat Bawang meals
Deal with it how you want to deal with it!"
"Little brother, you can't turn your back on others! Have you forgotten, when the lady passed by Xiaoyao Tower, the jade trees were in the wind, elegant and unrestrained, walking with beauty, attracting countless heroes to bend their waists, I sang a song for you
Accompaniment, my brother caresses his beautiful beard, dials the compass, and tells you all the secrets of heaven... Without us, how can you lead a safe escape outside the city!"
"Bang, bang, bang!" Luo Yan hugged the mountain gate of the white jade archway and banged his head. Damn it, you even sang a song. With your broken gong voice, you couldn't sing the tune or tune! You still have to tell the secrets of heaven, just with your broken fingers.
, causing me to give a dime of my money in vain! Hey, wait, how do they know what is going on outside the city? Is it possible that they really have some righteousness?
However, before he could correct his suspicions, he immediately discovered something that made him extremely depressed!
"Little brother, you are so lucky~" At this time, the old magic stick glanced at Cen Zijin and Linlang who came together, and then looked at each other with the fake poet, and they all cheered "Oh~", that touch was the most ambiguous