Chapter Ninety-Three

It wasn't until Bai Muli came to the door holding the little paper crane that was still alive before going out, that Yu Qingchen knew that Ah Li also had a biological brother, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, he didn't know anything before.

At a glance, he saw the essence of the little paper crane moaning without illness, and casually threw the little paper crane to Zhong Huaiqing, and began to give guidance to Bai Muli's school examination.

She felt that Bai Mu was still very self-motivated, and she also respected herself very much, and she was close to Bai Li Ruofei, so there was nothing to be stingy with if she could help.

After chatting and chatting, I found out, hey, this kid is quite good, he is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and he also has a set of opinions on cultivation, and the difference between him and Bai Liruo is not too big.

If Bai Li is not illiterate, it is impossible to get Yu Qingchen's blue eyes if she really doesn't understand anything, her talent is better than Bai Muli, although she doesn't like to practice seriously, she is not weak, and she is not weak in talking about secrets, the knowledge of the demon world and the cultivation world is like a treasure.

That bookstore is a bit strange, if Bai Li knows less, even if she is highly talented, she is the daughter of the patriarch, and she has a reason with the Venerable, it is impossible for the Bai Clan Fox Clan to rest assured that she is in charge alone.

But that's all Bai Liruo knows, plus a golden stone to enjoy the golden stone, identify calligraphy and painting, as for the more detailed astronomy and geography, humanities knowledge, poetry and songs, and the articles can only rely on instinct.

Bai Muli is involved in all aspects, no matter what he talks about, he can say a few words, his attainments are not low, maybe there is still some distance from Bai Liruo in specific aspects, but first, although his talent is excellent, he is not as good as Ah Li, and second, his age is two or three hundred years younger than Ah Li.

After thinking about it a little, he found that Bai Muli was still cultivated according to the standards of the future patriarch, and he had a lot of experience in dealing with mundane things and connections, so Yu Qingchen couldn't help but mention a little interest.

It wasn't until a month later that I received a message from Yun Fang, saying that the prince was married, Chu was quite lively, the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, and now there was a lot of joy outside, and there was a lot to play.

Pointing out Zhong Huaiqing that is incidental, the little paper crane is flying around and playing, and has long formed a deep friendship with many little foxes here, Zhong Huaiqing has been here for some reason after he came here for some reason suddenly welcomed by many female foxes, most of the time he took refuge here in Yu Qingchen.

Anyway, being idle is idle, and in addition to taking care of the flowers and plants every day, and cooking a meal or two from time to time, you can only practice.

Yu Qingchen didn't give Bai Muli a careful explanation here, and threw away Zhong Huaiqing's habit of meditating quietly alone, and simply pulled Zhong Huaiqing over to open a small stove.

In just one month's effort, Bai Muli and Zhong Huaiqing's cultivation has had a terrifying growth, and the future cultivation path has been mostly paved, unless Yu Qingchen preaches again, it will be difficult to accumulate any new insights in a short period of time with the two of them exhausted.

Thinking about it, there is no need to stay, and Yu Qingchen is still curious about the Mid-Autumn Festival ordinary people, so he naturally wants to take a look.

Golden hairpin jade ornaments, carved out of the warbler feathers and green stacks, several small hairpins and white jade butterflies, decorated with the spirit snake bun coiled and swirling, banana jade tassels hung down to the forehead, reflecting the white skin more and more blue waves are lovely.

The sandalwood plum blossom pattern gauze robe on the snow bottom is woven with a gold fur cloak on the periphery, simple and elegant, based on a ground, without saying a word, since it is a period of charm, the eyebrows and eyes flow between the ecstasy and bones, no need to move, it is already the clear of melting ice, the cleanness of jade, the bright and bright, and the glory can not be looked at directly.

Zhong Huaiqing just glanced at it and felt an inexplicable panic, hurriedly lowered his head and didn't dare to look at it again, as if there were thousands of small insects gnawing in his heart, shouting that if he looked at it again, it would be death, at most, it would be a catastrophe, how could he stop looking at it like this.

When Zhong Huaiqing was about to lose his restraint, Yu Qingchen turned his head thoughtfully, the voice that raised his head in his heart suddenly increased, and his red eyes were red at the moment when he couldn't resist looking up to see the whole picture of the beauty, Yu Qingchen, who had found something, retracted his appearance, and the feeling just now was suddenly shattered like a dream.

Yu Qingchen is still extremely beautiful, and her every move has its own charm that is enough to make people stunning, but it is completely different from the feeling just now, and it is even incomparable.

Zhong Huaiqing knew that Yu Qingchen had taken care of himself, and he didn't know whether he was happy, sad or sorry, and breathed a sigh of relief, silent, and didn't want to explore why Yu Qingchen, who had been constricting his appearance, didn't hide it just now, and actually showed it directly.

This time, even if it was the first time he saw Yu Qingchen's back, the time when he didn't completely converge brought him a strong shock, and it directly made him fall in love at first sight, it was incomparable.

The bitterness in his mouth, his heart was surging, he originally thought that this was the situation where Venerable Ling Ya's appearance had not been restricted, so he fell in love, thinking that he still had more or less expectations that could be matched, even if he felt more and more that his expectations were slim in the back, and His Holiness's increasingly relaxed attitude also made him reciprocate a little determination.

If the Venerable One had been like this at the beginning, and if His Holiness had only a faint attitude towards him now, he would probably not have even the slightest ambition, but would have been like a moth to a fire, desperate and sober to sacrifice himself, mad at his joy and anger.

This ambition allows me to have a little bit of sobriety and sanity, but it also allows me to finally really embark on a desperate road from which I will never recover, and if I don't succeed, I will go crazy.

Looking at the Venerable with a gaze of implicit concern, Zhong Huaiqing subconsciously smiled and signaled that there was nothing to do, his heart was hot for a while and cold for a while, yes, he had actually embarked on this road of no return a long time ago, and before he was ready to hunt Venerable Fang's heart, didn't he already have his heart and future prospects, all as children.

Yu Qingchen felt that Zhong Huaiqing's state was a little wrong, and secretly annoyed that he had been negligent before, Zhong Huaiqing's cultivation had improved a lot all of a sudden, and he was gradually affected by the strength of his previous life.

He just accidentally leaked a trace of breath, and it would be okay to look at it on anyone, only at this moment Zhong Huaiqing would witness most of the truth because of this slightest leakage.

Xu is because the difference between Zhong Huaiqing and Li Xizi is too big, if it weren't for today, she would have almost forgotten the close relationship between the two, and when Zhong Huaiqing can gradually adapt to her truth like Li Xizi, I don't know how many years it will take.

Originally, he just wanted to clean up and say goodbye to Ah Li, but now it seems that he has to dilute the impact for Zhong Huaiqing first, so as not to become a demon in his heart and hinder the way.

The center of his eyebrows frowned slightly, and Lan Zhi pinched the tip and nodded to Zhong Huaiqing's Heavenly Court, and before he could touch his skin, he felt that his breath was cool.