69novels Chapter 232 6
Chapter 232 6
"Ayu, good Ayu, I was wrong!"
Feng Zun sincerely apologized to Ai Aidi, hugged the beauty tightly, and tentatively stretched out his hand to clasp the beauty's angry fingers.
"I was really wrong, that was just one of mine..." Splitting the soul, no, that's not right.
A lot of love storybooks that he had heard before suddenly flashed in the man's mind, such as "Do you love me or the reincarnation", "It's all the same", "Get married", "Please give him back to me" and so on. A series of lingering sadomasochism.
Originally, I wanted to say that the previous portrait was that Feng Zun, who had split his soul, was instantly blessed, but changed the way of saying it.
"Sorry, Ayu."
"It's just that I want to really see you, really touch you, drink with you under the moon, travel mountains and seas with you, and..."
Feng Zun is extremely affectionate, forgetting that the one who accompanied the beauty in the past few days was his own soul, bit by bit sweet words softened the aura of rejecting the beauty thousands of miles away.
Because I want to see you so much, I can't wait to use my real body to go down to the world, instead of missing you from the air.
The reason for this disappearance is barely okay.
Unlike Feng Zun, who used to be obsessed with many stories and occasionally had wild thoughts, Qiao Yu only had one thing that was most important: cultivation.
Daoist couple, it’s good to have it, and it’s okay if you don’t.
As for the sweetheart is just a soul?
There is no difference between the divided soul and the main body sharing memory and emotion, and entanglement will only increase troubles.
It's a pity that Feng Zun didn't understand the beauty's mind. Later, whenever he talked about the matter of soul separation, he was always afraid of avoiding it, causing the beauty to tease him narrowly after seeing the clue.
On this side, the two barely reconciled.
Feng Zun also ingeniously embroidered the pure black mourning clothes with gorgeous patterns with his own golden feathers in an instant, turning it into an elegant and intimidating regular dress, and its defense power exploded.
Dingxi, who watched the whole process from the sidelines, finished eating a series of melons where the beauty was hugged by a strange man, the two knew each other, the man proposed successfully, and so on. Finally, after the beauty left, facing the empty bluestone by the lake, he was full of sourness. It looked unusually heavy.
On this beautiful night, he completely fell out of love!
Their sword cultivators are very moral and won't do it.
Who would have thought that the painting was still alive?It's not even just trying to curry favor with the beauty to gain favor, but completely seduce the beauty's heart!
Painting demon, really hateful!
For a moment, Dingxi's mood coincided strangely with the villains in the mortal storybook who discovered that the painting demon colludes with the husband.
As for the painting demon is Feng Jun himself?
No one in the world of cultivating immortals has ever dared to imagine such a situation: it's too outrageous.After ascension, no one can return to the lower realm. How could it be Feng Jun?It must be a painting demon who was able to transform into a form because of Fengjun's luck.
Dingxi blew a cool breeze for half the night, and returned to his own sword school in a daze. For the first time, he went to bed early without additional training.
the next day.
Wuyuan.
"Hey, Junior Brother Dingxi, why didn't you go to Qingyuanzong today? Did you stop chasing your sweetheart? Why did the Master of Fengzhao Mountain make you give up? Brother, please do me a favor, let me tell you."
The gossiping senior brother Dingbei gnawed on watermelon, squatted under the eaves next to him, making fun of each other, and sat in a row with the spirit beast rhubarb dog.
He is a pure dead house, even the last time his master brought people to Qingyuanzong to celebrate his ancestor Feisheng, he insisted on staying out of the nest, but he missed a good show, which made him regret it.
There's no way, I missed it all, and he doesn't have to go out to delay eating melons.
Oh, it's not about the love and hatred between the head of the Sword Sect and the ancestor next door, that's not interesting to talk about.It was Feng Zhao, the youngest mountain master of Qingyuan Sect, who was originally famous for his wide circle of friends.
Naturally, after the ancestor ascended, there were hundreds of friends of Master Fengzhao who went to congratulate him!The minimum of each one is the great ability of the fusion period, and they also bring their own disciples, relatives and friends, etc., which is very lively.
As a result, it was really "lively"!
Good guy, I heard that hundreds of "flowers" of Qingyuanzong were in full bloom at that time, and there were constant fights!
Those "friends" burst into love when they saw Lord Fengzhaoshan and couldn't help it no matter what, and □□[-]% rushed to confess their love to their sweetheart.Because they didn't like each other very much, they immediately "competed" a little.
The people who attended the banquet at that time were really full of melons, and even watched the process of many powerful martial arts such as dharma cultivation, sword cultivation, weapon cultivation, alchemy cultivation, talisman cultivation, demon cultivation, puppet cultivation, etc., and gained a lot !
Many young people have made breakthroughs after returning home, and they really benefit the public.
A young man like his younger brother Dingxi, even if he also fell in love and wanted to pursue Fengzhao Mountain Master every day, would never leave his name in such gossip—how could he have the identity of those powerful people to stimulate gossip listeners ear? !
"Come on, don't be shy, tell senior brother, senior brother treats you to a melon."
As Dingbei spoke, he took out a big, round, green watermelon from the storage bag, and when he slashed it, the pleasingly red flesh was exposed, making people start their thumbs when they smelled it.
Dingxi, who was targeted by the watermelon, had no desire, just practiced his sword move by move, and the sword energy became more and more fierce.
"Do not say?"
Dingbei rubbed the big yellow dog's head, teasing him on purpose: "No way, you found out that Master Fengzhao took Yi Rong Pill to get his current beauty, right?"
"That makes sense, no wonder you saw through the relationship overnight."
"Brother!"
Dingxi withdrew his sword angrily, and immediately argued: "The Lord of Fengzhao Mountain has a natural appearance, what is the role of Yi Rong Pill?"
Seeing the expectant eyes of the senior brother "keep talking", Dingxi realized that he had been fooled.
The first time I lost a relationship, I felt bad in my heart.As soon as the opening was made, Dingxi couldn't help but said: "Senior brother, the mountain master, he has a lover."
"The painting demon is back, I saw it with my own eyes last night."
"So exciting?!"
Dingbei exclaimed.
"what?"
Dingxi looked at his brother hesitantly, I'm so broken in love, what are you talking about?Add fuel to the fire?
"Ah, no, Junior Brother, think about it."
Dingbei stood up and stretched his hands and feet, took out the magic weapon and said: "Those powerful people who love the mountain lord are still staying in Qingyuanzong, before they somehow acquiesced to Hua Yao and Feng Zhaoshan lord and everyone different relationship."
"Later, the painting demon disappeared, and only you young people dared to pursue the mountain master."
"I heard that the powerful people are planning to marry Qingyuanzong in private, and recently there is a plan to revive their efforts to pursue the mountain master."
Wouldn't it be a good show if this hit the resurrection of the painted demon?Go to join in the fun, eat first-hand melons, and come back as soon as you go!
Dingbei lay in the dharma artifact canoe, and fled towards his neighbor Qingyuanzong in an instant, passing the news along the way.
Inside the Qingyuan Sect.
The disciples' emotions are surging, like an inconspicuous undercurrent under the sea, and the reality is deep and unpredictable.
Unlike Dingbei, who had never met Master Fengzhao, the disciples of Qingyuanzong's inner sect instantly fell into the eyes of the unique beauty in the world as early as the grand banquet.
The beauty is majestic and elegant, as bright as the autumn moon, and the three thousand crows' feathers and blue silk are rippling lightly in the eyes, making people fall into a boundless fantasy dream, and the color imparts to the soul.
Therefore, they are very concerned about everything about the beauty, and the information is transmitted quickly to each other, and they exchange information.
"The monster is back."
"The demon returns."
"Demon Hui"
……
The key information became more and more crude, and almost became a secret language, but there were more and more exchanges with the same sect attached.
In the communicator of the same door.
"It's a pity, why did you come back?"
"Brothers, think for the best, maybe Huayao is homesick and wants to go back to the Xianshitang to squat."
"Fake, rumor!"
"It would be nice if it could be hung back."
"It's just a painting, don't be afraid, everyone, let's hang him back together!"
"Hey, hey, the mountain master smiled at me, the mountain master has me in his heart!"
"...Don't dream in the blue sky."
"Hey that one, report the location."
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"+2"
"dreaming (smile)"