Wu Chuan's eyes swept over the two of them, and he lowered his voice and asked, "When did you two get together?"
"A few days ago." Konghou said honestly, "that was the time you met."
Wuchuan: "… "
"Does Uncle Wangtong know about it?" Thinking of the importance Qiyuefeng placed on Junior Sister Konghou, if Uncle Wangtong knew that she had a relationship with Zhenren Zhongxi, I'm afraid... just fight.
In case Uncle Wang Tong discovers the matter of Longfengding, things will be more complicated. With a serious face, many thoughts flashed through Wuchuan's mind, he turned to look at Master Zhongxi, and said with a serious expression: "Master Zhongxi, our Konghou is young, if there is anything wrong with it place, please bear with me."
Zhong Xi gave him a fist.
When the two of them were in love, they could say anything, and Wu Chuan didn't want to listen to the other party's promises that could not be guaranteed in the future.
Everyone is used to being single, and suddenly seeing someone tired and crooked, doesn't this make everyone feel restless
"Don't worry, Senior Brother Wuchuan, I will focus on the overall situation." Konghou waved his hand with a smile, "Go back to sleep."
Is this because he thinks that his staying here is preventing her from appreciating beauty
Wu Chuan touched her forehead with his hand, got up and said, "Okay, you two are slow and sweet, I'll go back to my room and meditate."
Konghou smiled and plunged into Huan Zong's arms, Huan Zong caught her in a hurry: "Be careful."
"Looking at the stars on the flying palace seems particularly beautiful." Konghou looked up at the sky. The flying palace was fast, but the moon and the stars were still hanging high, as if they had been following them all the time.
"There are thousands of beauties in the world, and they are not as good as you." Huan Zong lowered his head, his eyes and brows were full of unresolved affection and tenderness.
Konghou stretched out his hand and pinched his cheek: "Be honest, have you been secretly reading those red-sleeved words?"
"No." Huan Zong's eyes floated to the side.
"Really not?" Konghou put his ear to his chest, and inside his chest, a heart was beating fast. She raised her head, half-squinted and shook her head, "Forget it, if you don't have it, then you won't have it."
Huan Zong blushed: "Last night... I read a few books."
What does a few books mean? Why does this adjective sound weird
"So a few, how many?" Konghou chuckled softly.
"It's just three or four... five or six." Huan Zong's voice became smaller and smaller.
"You haven't slept all night?" After reading so many books, how can there be time to rest? She took the opportunity to touch Huan Zong's face, "Although we monks don't need to eat and sleep every day, it's a good habit to go to bed early and get up early. Don't do this next time."
He stretched out his hand in front of Huan Zong: "Bring it here."
"What?" Huan Zong held Kong Hou's hand and froze slightly.
"The storybook." Kong Hou hooked his finger.
"Some of the books are not very good. I have already thrown them away." Huan Zong took two books with one hand and put them in Konghou's hand. Note, have you sneaked down the mountain to buy books
After taking out the magic weapon and placing it on the table, Konghou opened the book and glanced at it. The protagonist inside was slick, and all the fox demons, fairies, and witches liked him, as if other men in the world did not exist.
Closing the book, Konghou turned to look at Zong Huan.
"I didn't buy it, it was sent by Lin Hu." Huan Zong said with a serious face, "I don't buy these books on weekdays. I've been staying on Yunhua Mountain these days. How can I go to the bookstore to buy books?"
"Really didn't go down the mountain?"
"No." Huan Zong shook his head firmly.
"The fine monks here are very powerful. They have a high level of cultivation, and there are so many female monks who like them."
"My heart is very small, I can only pretend to be a woman."
"Yeah." Konghou nodded slowly, pointed to one of the books and said, "The protagonist in this book also said something like this, and turned around to save a fox demon, and he was ambiguous with her."
Huan Zong: "..."
When these writers write half-heartedly about the protagonist, can't they waste good vocabulary
"Hahaha." Seeing that Huan Zong was stunned, Konghou couldn't help laughing out loud, "I'm just kidding you, of course you are different from the protagonists in the storybook." Those protagonists in the storybook are fundamentally different. Not as good as Huan Zong.
Seeing Konghou smiling happily, Huan Zong said seriously, "Don't worry, I won't be like them."
Konghou did not doubt Huan Zong's words, such a good-looking male cultivator with such a high level of cultivation, if he was really a lecherous and affectionate man, he had already had countless women by his side, how could he still belong to her
"I believe what you said." Konghou put away the words, "From now on, you are my man, and I will take care of you. So these books... all confiscated."
"Yeah." Huan Zong hugged her, their foreheads touched, he whispered, "I'll give you the whole body."
His voice was very gentle, like a light wind blowing across his face, scratching Konghou's heart. She rubbed Huan Zong's forehead, and when she was about to speak, a light flashed in the air, it was a communication talisman.
Huan Zong reached out his hand to catch it, and used his consciousness to connect the communication talisman.
Seeing Huan Zong's expression, Konghou couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
"It's the Feixun Talisman from my master." Huan Zong showed a smile on his face, "He broke through his state of mind, and now he has reached the cultivation realm of Void Transformation."
"Void Transformation?!" Konghou couldn't help but secretly calculate how far her cultivation was from Void Transformation. After she figured it out, she couldn't help but admire, "Sect Master Jinyue is really amazing."
"Master's cultivation has been stagnant these years, and it's great to finally be able to break through his state of mind." Huan Zong has been by Jin Yue's side for many years, just as Jin Yue was worried about his cultivation, he was also worried about Jin Yue.
Looking at Huan Zong who looked slightly excited, Konghou patted his back lightly: "Everything is slowly getting better."
Therefore, they will slowly find the medicinal materials Huanzong needs. Since then, she has been sitting on the most beautiful man in the world of self-cultivation, traveling all over the mountains and rivers, and thinking that others may make her eyes red from jealousy, she feels that she is in a better mood.
"What are you thinking, smiling so beautifully?" Huan Zong recovered from his joy. Seeing Konghou's dazed smile, he stretched out his hand to clip the broken hair from her earlobe to the back of her ear, and anyone gently touched her earlobe. .
Tender and smooth.
"Itching." Konghou grabbed Huan Zong's hand with a smile, "I'm just laughing. When the whole cultivation world knows that Zhenren Zhongxi has become my man, many people will definitely be jealous of me."
"It's me who they want to be jealous of." Huan Zong lowered his eyelids, "Fairy Konghou, the most beautiful, the cutest and most powerful in the cultivation world, is willing to be with me. I wonder how many children in the world would be jealous?"
"Men envy you, and women envy me, which means we are a natural couple." Kong Hou's eyes were bright, and he had already imagined a bright future, "That would be great."
Huan Zong couldn't help but chuckle: "I found that your disciples have the same advantages as you."
"what?"
"Have great hope and confidence in the future."
Konghou: "…"
There seems to be something wrong with this.
The two people who have just confirmed their relationship are not easy to get too close to each other when there are many people. They are tired and crooked in private and find it interesting to say anything. It was not until the middle of the moon that Huan Zong and Konghou were reluctant to part and returned to their own rooms.
The next morning, when Konghou woke up, it was already bright. She opened the window and found that the flying palace had stagnated. She rushed to the fence outside, only to find a huge flying boat parked not far away. The flying boat was engraved with the unique ornaments of Yuanjimen.
"Under Shuangqing, I saw Elder Qiu Shuang." Shuangqing stood at the head of the boat, with a black stand-up collar robe that covered his big cheeks, making his face seem less square, but from a distance, he was again Like a brick resting on a black cloth.
The guests in the Chengyi Jieying Hall were like clouds. As the elder of the sect, Qiu Shuang only showed up at the ceremony and then went back, not knowing which guests were there. Seeing the square face of Shuangqing now, reminds her of a child who wanted to worship Yunhuamen more than 500 years ago.
The child looked no more than seven or eight years old, with fair skin and a square head, which made it difficult to forget after one glance. At that time, she found that the child was a little narrow-minded and liked to hold grudges, so she did not agree to let him join Yunhua's sect. In the more than 500 years she served, the child never appeared again, and she gradually forgot about it.
Seeing the head of Yuanji Gate now, she suddenly remembered that child again.
"After many years of separation, Elder Qiushuang is the same as before." Shuangqing bowed again and again, "I don't know how you have been all these years?"
"Thank you for the care of the sect master, everything is fine." Since Heng Yan took over as the sect master, Qiu Shuang has rarely come out of Yunhua Sect, and he has never dealt with the sect masters or elders of other sects. Now I hear Shuangqing use this With his tone of voice, Elder Qiu Shuang could almost believe that he was the child who wanted to worship Yunhua Sect, but was rejected by her.
"Meeting is fate. I don't know if the younger generation and the disciples under the sect are honored to visit the flying palace of your sect?"
"Please." Qiu Shuang glanced at him, waved his hand and used his spiritual power to build a cloud bridge between the flying boat and the flying palace. Shuangqing didn't hesitate, jumped on the cloud bridge and walked over. The dozen or so disciples behind him had no choice but to follow.
Konghou stood in the corner, watching this scene, stretched out his hand and pulled Wuchuan who was not far from her: "Senior Brother Wuchuan, do you think the Sect Master of Shuangqing is a bit strange?"
"Yomo... The face is not the same as ours." Wu Chuan saw Huan Zong looking at him not far away, pulled his sleeve out of Konghou's hand, and took two steps back, "If you're curious, I'll take you over to join in the fun. ."
"Okay, okay." Konghou nodded again and again, the senior brother was indeed a man of understanding.
The two brothers and sisters leaned over with spirit tea and spirit fruit, just in time to hear Shuangqing say: "I didn't have the chance to worship the elders back then, but now we meet again, and it's still very regrettable." He pretended to sigh and took it out from his sleeve. Several copies of spiritual fruit worth a thousand spiritual stones were placed on the table, "Please."
Shuangqing people, once almost worshipped Yunhua's door
Kong Hou was secretly startled, and he stepped forward with the spirit fruit and said, "The visitor is a guest, how can you let the sect master come to entertain you."
The bright red spirit fruit was placed on the table, exuding a faint fragrance, and the spirit fruit that Shuangqing took out was nothing more than that.