What bad thoughts can fluffy have?

Chapter 67

Chengyang Muqiu didn't answer, but twirled the bell on Nian Yinrong's neck thoughtfully, and said, "Take out the Nirvana Feather Year and carving knife that Master mentioned, and show me."

Yinrong knew that her furnace tripod was ready to help, so she hurriedly took out two things, and at the same time couldn't help asking: "Do you really believe that I saw Taoist Youci?"

People can't be resurrected after death, such an unbelievable thing, how could he believe it all at once?

Chengyang Muqiu: "I naturally believe what you said."

Afterwards, Yinrong watched Chengyang Muqiu fiddle with the Nirvana Feather Year with his back turned to him. The young man was against the light, and his back looked tall and strong. After some time, Chengyang Muqiu returned the two things to him intact Silver fleece.

Yinrong couldn't help being a little disappointed: "Even you don't understand?"

"Understood," Chengyang Muqiu, "but this is your chance, you need to do it yourself, I can teach you."

Yinrong found that Chengyang Muqiu didn't seem to be calling himself "the deity", but "I", Yinrong moved the fox ears on the top of his head, "Thank you, Xianzun."

"..." Chengyang Muqiu, "Do you have to be so unfamiliar with me?"

Yinrong immediately said, "No stranger, no stranger, didn't we do everything last night?"

Chengyang Muqiu was choked, and wanted to bring up that matter again: "I asked you the question in front of the tombstone of the master that day, do you have an answer now?"

"..."

Yinrong knew that he couldn't hide, and what should come will come.

He shrank back into the mandarin duck brocade quilt again, and asked cautiously, "Can I refuse?"

The little thing was lying on his stomach with fox ears on his head, his thoughts were written all over his face: I don't want to be a monster, but if you force prostitutes to be good, then I have no choice but to obey.

Chengyang Muqiu felt sore in his heart, and felt even more depressed.

"Forget it, if you don't want to, I will force you to do it?"

Yin Rong breathed a sigh of relief, but still felt that this was not like his ancestor's temper. According to his understanding of Chengyang Muqiu, what the old man wanted to do must use all means—violent means, using power to suppress others, He does it with ease.

Didn't force yourself?

Yinrong subconsciously flicked the tip of her tail exposed on the outside of the Dahong brocade quilt, thinking to herself: I don't think I particularly like it, so I didn't force it, right?

Makes sense.

He himself once liked "Lord Lu Ding" very much, and wanted to raise him for the rest of his life, but after a long time, he received many rejections, so he didn't want to put his hot face on his cold ass.It can be seen that "likes" are worthless, and they are so easily wiped away.

And Chengyang Muqiu lost all the memories of getting along with him. All he remembered was that he had the cheek to stick to his body and slept with him a few times.

Could it be that when I posted him, he didn't like it, and when I left, I suddenly became a favorite?

This is too cheap.

Impossible impossible.

Chengyang Muqiu lived in Xiuchun Building like this.

In addition to helping Yinrong "practice the mending technique" every night, during the day he would stay with his little fox to practice - Yinrong was tossed so badly that he had to catch up on sleep during the day - or deal with some apprentices in the air They dare not arbitrarily decide the affairs of the door.

In a blink of an eye, he lived for seventeen days.

A total of [-] high-grade spirit stones, not to mention staying for seventeen days, seventeen months, the Xiuchun Building can make a steady profit without losing money. However, the guests who witnessed the elegance of Yinrong that day couldn't sit still.

After Qing Minglang's careful planning, everyone's expectations for the "Red Sleeve Prince" have already been fully fulfilled, but on the day of combing the big gift, everyone saw Yinrong's true face, instead of being disappointed, they were shocked People are also the reason why the bidding went all the way up, which was completely beyond expectations.

Many aristocratic princes, great monsters, and monks are waiting. After the mysterious rich man who dared to give out [-] top-grade spirit stones leaves, he will go to Wushan with the red-sleeved prince from poetry to poetry.

It's a pity that the mysterious tycoon still has no intention of leaving, as if he wants to stay for a long time, which makes all the benefactors who come to see his beauty very anxious. Every day, there is an endless stream of guests who come to Xiuchun Tower to ask when he will leave Every time he declined a guest politely, Qing Minglang felt that he pushed the white spirit stone out once, and his heart was bleeding.

And that's not all, all the small restaurants in Huajie are imitating Yinrong, and each of them has at least one young gentleman in red. The style and pattern of the clothes are the same as what Yinrong wore that day.

Many guests who returned disappointed in Xiuchun Building went to other places to solve the problem, and Qing Minglang was so angry that he wanted to curse.

He finally couldn't hold back anymore, summoned up the courage to ask Chengyang Muqiu for a hint, knocked on the door and asked, "Head Immortal, are you busy?"

A moment later, the door opened, and Qing Minglang was a little shy when he saw Shangcheng Yang Muqiu's expressionless face, but he heard the other party whisper in a good temper: "Go out and talk about something, he is still sleeping."

Qing Minglang thinks he is well-informed, but he still feels apprehensive when meeting a person for the first time, obviously that person's attitude is quite good... This is probably not angry.

Qing Minglang accompanied him with a smile: "Xianchang, it's like this. According to the rules of Xiuchun Tower, combing a certain young master is just a one-night spring night. Of course, the price you gave is too high, so let Hongxiu accompany you more." It's also reasonable, but, hahaha, with our red sleeves, let alone the number one in Xiuchunlou, he can even be called the oiran of the entire Luwu City. You should have heard that Qinlou and Chuguan watch deer Wu, Lu Wu thanked the hall to watch Xiuchun. So it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the most popular son in the entire cultivation world..."

"what do you want to say in the end?"

A simple question made the eloquent Qing Ming frightened and lost her train of thought.

Chengyang Muqiu said it for him: "Want to increase the price?"

Qing Minglang: "Don't dare!"

Chengyang Muqiu: "Indeed, it's more cost-effective to sell the silver velvet to others. Do you think that this deity has produced [-] top-grade spirit stones and is already out of pocket?"

Qing Minglang hastily said, "Don't dare!"

Chengyang Muqiu: "The most indispensable thing for this deity is the spirit stone, but since you want to drive me away, you can."

Before Qing Minglang had time to be happy, he heard this rich man with a strong aura say calmly: "I will redeem him."

Qing Minglang: "??!!"

Qing Minglang almost cried: "No way, Xiuchun Building has finally produced such a stunning oiran, and if you take him away, you will kill me! Immortal Elder, please be merciful, but the red sleeves are not enough!" He is a passer-by you favored, but I must have him as a villain! He is my lifeblood!"

"It's a cash cow." Chengyang Muqiu said softly, "How do you know, I don't want him."

Qing Minglang: "Immortal Elder—"

The following words could not be uttered, Qing Minglang was silenced, and Chengyang Muqiu was in no mood to talk nonsense with him, so he directly concluded: "Tonight, when he wakes up, you come and talk to him."

Although Chengyang Muqiu's technique of pleasing people has made great progress by leaps and bounds, he can't help tossing around all night, so Yinrong has been forced to lie down at night recently, and when he opens his eyes, he is the face of his own furnace.

I just woke up tonight and met an outsider for the first time.

Qing Minglang forced a smile on his face: "Hongxiu, um, the head of the fairy has covered you for half a year, haha, from now on, you are the head of the fairy, you can follow him to the ends of the earth, and come back on the agreed date, woo Woohoo."

Yinrong: "...why are you crying?"

"I can't bear to let you go!" Qing Minglang seemed to want to pounce on Yin Rong, but somehow he held back, sniffed and said seriously, "Hahaha, don't mind, I'm just easy to hurt spring and autumn , see you in half a year!"

Yin Rong peeked at Chengyang Muqiu, and quietly pulled Qing Minglang aside, "Don't say yes, stay in Xiuchun Building for a while, you pick me a hundred and ten top-quality beautiful men, why did you sell me so easily? "

"It's not for sale. It's temporary. There's no other way. The elder gave too much!" Qing Minglang endured the pain of a knife, and said according to Chengyang Muqiu's instructions, "The benefactor is going away on business. It is human nature to bring someone to accompany you, the elder said, I will let you back after finishing the work, maybe it will not take half a year, but there are a lot of spirit stones for you, come, come, I will pay both accounts I will settle with you according to the share of the contract."

Yinrong: "...Did he really say that? Just because the journey was lonely? Didn't he say anything else?"

Qing Minglang smiled dryly: "What else can I say? Could it be your redemption? Ha, ha, Hongxiu, in our line of business, remember not to be tempted by customers. Everyone is in love, and he is just greedy for you." Body, he pays Lingshi, you serve him, it's as simple as that."

When he heard Chengyang Muqiu's order, Qing Minglang almost dislocated his jaw. What kind of reverse operation is this?Ordinary customers would want to have the heart of any young lady, and would like to talk about each other, but this big guy actually did the opposite, he clearly did it, but he didn't let it be said, and asked himself to emphasize that they were just a pure business relationship.

But Qing Minglang didn't expect that after hearing these words, his oiran actually showed a relieved look, and his tone became more relaxed: "That's good, that's good."

It's about eating marrow and knowing the taste, which is understandable, after all, I am an oiran.

Yinrong thought that Chengyang Muqiu would definitely take him back to the Taiwei Realm, but he didn't expect that the old man would pass through the house without entering, and went straight across the entire Taiwei Realm and continued to move forward.

After crossing Xueku Valley, we arrived at Pipa Town.

It is true that Yinrong has always dreamed of returning to his hometown with honor and clothes, but he never expected to come back in this way. They rushed on the road non-stop, and it took a lot of time, just to return to Pipa Town?

Yinrong: "Xianzun, what are you doing in this small place?"

Naturally because you want to come.

But Chengyang Muqiu didn't show any flaws at all, and said blankly: "There is something."

Silver Velvet: "What's the matter?"

"..." Chengyang Muqiu didn't make it up.

Fortunately, Yinrong quickly understood the situation and said: "It must be something about the sect, I'm sorry, I shouldn't ask."

Chengyang Muqiu let out a "huh", and belatedly realized that he might be too cold, and was about to make love, but felt a strange evil spirit blowing towards his face, and a bulge arched on the ground, pulling out a thin and long Long traces, the speed is very fast, first a green leaf emerges, and then it turns into a seductive woman in disheveled clothes.

"You still know how to come back?!" The woman first twisted Yinrong's ears, and then smoothly embraced Yinrong in her arms, "Little bastard! I miss me so much!"

The women's clothes are similar to the red fur coat that Silver Velvet wears when it takes shape every time - it is more imaginative than not wearing it.

The collar slid down to her shoulders, and she just pressed the silver velvet against her bellyband.

"..."

Chengyang Muqiu was furious, and before she unleashed the coercion that could instantly crush this slutty woman, the woman suddenly let go of the silver velvet, and instantly turned into a middle-aged man with a beard, and turned to Chengyang Muqiu The tiger's eyes widened: "Why did you come back?"

Chengyang Muqiu sneered, "You—"

Yinrong interjected at this moment: "Master, this matter is a long story, I will talk to you old man slowly when I get back!"

"Master?" Chengyang Muqiu asked in surprise.

Daojun Dongliu snorted coldly: "What? You don't recognize me, and you lost your memory again?"

The ignorant are fearless, Dongliu pulled his apprentice, and said very dissatisfied: "It's enough to make up the demon pill, what else do you want to bring back? I am angry when I see this kid now! How many times has the master told you?" , the most important thing for a seductive monster is not to be emotional, you didn't listen to your teacher's advice back then, in order to save him, you almost risked your life..."

Yinrong tried her best to wink at Dongliu, but the master didn't buy it, but said angrily, "Why, you still feel sorry for him? You like him so much?"