Chen Xue'er was silent for a while, looked at her, and said very seriously: "Panpan, come with me." ”

"Where are you going? Uncle doesn't want me to be in Kyoto. ”

Liu Panpan shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "What's more, I'm doing well here, why should I go." ”

This is not a question, but a statement.

She likes it here, there are mountains, water, disciples, masters, and avenues.

Liu Panpan's Dao heart is here, so naturally he will not leave easily.

Chen Xue'er knew that if she knew the threat Changming was facing at this moment, she would not leave, and she would resolutely stay and guard the mountain gate.

That madman didn't know when to launch his plan, but once his plan was carried out, many people from the Changming Sect would surely die.

She still can't figure it out, just with Wu Zun's crooked melons and cracked dates in the town under the mountain, even if they go together, they are just hitting the stone with an egg, why should they hit Changming hard?

Chen Xueer knows that the mysterious person is good at knocking on the side and hitting the side, and he uses the power of four or two to move a thousand catties. Back then, he operated in the palace in the dark, but it took the power of a few lower-level officials to send a general into the dungeon, and God knows what he was calculating.

Liu Panpan said with a smile: "Since my mother is here, I might as well stay here for a few days, although there is no delicacies here, and it is not as magnificent as the palace, but the scenery is chic, and my daughter and my hundred fruit tea is a must in Changhong, don't you want to taste it?"

"That's fine, just ask your mother to try your craft. ”

Chen Xueer left those worries behind, she stayed by Liu Panpan's side to protect her, no matter how calculating the man in black was, he would not hurt Panpan in the slightest.

The fact that she stayed in Changhong Peak did not cause any discussion among the disciples, because everyone knew that Liu Panpan was the niece of the current saint and the beloved daughter of Chen Xue'er, the pearl of the Tang Dynasty.

And Cui Weiming, who is his biological father, said secretly after knowing it: bitterness.

Feng Xiaohan sighed and enlightened: "Why don't you just go and see her, why don't you see her?"

Cui Weiming said with a straight face: "Although I am amorous, there is no difference in my love for them, and I dare not forget the affection they give me." Just ......"

The old beggar sighed and said, "I know that I am not a thing in this kind of thing, but I love them, I love Changming, I love the Great Dao, if I see her, she will let me go with her, so what is the point of the fifty years I begged?"

"If you insist on keeping you and run away, she won't be able to beat you anyway. ”

Feng Xiaohan rolled his eyes and said, "Or do you really can't beat this woman?"

"Nonsense, my husband, my cultivation is a little end, not as good as those who have already preached, but if you can't even beat your own women, where can you still be considered a gentleman?"

Cui Weiming glared, looked at him and said, "Do you think Lao Tzu is you? You have lived with He Xirou for several months, and you haven't even pulled your hand! Now that people are already in the broken mirror hole, you are still messing around in the Spirit Realm, where is the old man and I have the slightest aura." ”

Feng Xiaohan opened his mouth, not thinking clearly about what the other party's love affair had to do with himself and He Xirou.

Cui Weiming rolled his eyes, slandering in his heart, Chen Xue'er was the princess of one dynasty,

There are countless magic weapons in the palace, and those treasures that the outside world wants to get are just childhood toys in Chen Xue'er's hands.

She knew that her cultivation was not as good as his, but she still had to come to see him, how could there be a reason why she wouldn't prepare a few powerful magic weapons?

Cui Weiming believes that as long as he dares to see her, maybe a big net will fall from the sky and take him away in the next moment.

Because he didn't want to continue this topic, he turned the spearhead and aimed at Feng Xiaohan.

"In the future, don't go back to Zizhu Courtyard to live, and don't drink this jar of wine. ”

As soon as Cui Weiming's words fell, a female voice sounded from the entrance of the cave.

The man's voice was beautiful, echoing in the hole, with a different charm, but the tone was too cold.

The faces of the two changed, they looked at each other, and their hearts were finished.

It is said that the fate cultivated in the past three hundred years can be exchanged for a passing in this life, and there are countless coincidences in the world, which are indescribable.

For example, outside Kyoto that year, Cui Weiming met a stunning woman with a bow and arrows in the hinterland of the hills, and the man in black met the same person among the flowers.

One glance is a lifelong mistake.

Another example is the vast and wild region, Guo Mingzhe travels in it, meets a young man, fights with his bare hands to kill the demon beast snow wolf, and so on.

There are so many such examples, too many to count, as if they were destined by God.

There is no deliberate arrangement, it is all pure coincidence, it is so unexpected, it is so natural.

The last time Cui Weiming beat Feng Xiaohan like this, he was still in the cellar of Zizhu Courtyard, but he was hit by He Xirou, and the scene was extremely embarrassing.

At this time, the two of them still felt very embarrassed when they faced He Xirou, who was holding a food box and a jar of old wine, standing in front of the formation door and puffing.

No matter how thick-skinned Cui Weiming is, he instigates others to pick up girls three times and twice, and the object of the bubble is in the middle of the field, he will feel dull.

The so-called disrespect for the elderly, I'm afraid that's the case.

Cui Weiming's old face flushed, and even returned to normal, sitting upright, with a smile on his face, his eyes full of kindness, as if it was not him who said that just now, how could he have the slightest obscenity before.

"Xiao Rou'er is here, yo, and brought food and wine, which is really considerate. ”

I saw him snort lightly and said in surprise: "You have broken through the cave, not bad, you still have crossed the threshold of the secluded mansion at a young age, it is really a blessing for longevity, Chen Feng has really accepted a good apprentice." ”

He Xirou squinted at him and sneered: "Then there is no need to say, it's just that no matter how well the tutor teaches, it can't match your momentary teachings, right, Xiaohan?"

Feng Xiaohan said helplessly: "This is all what he said, and it has nothing to do with me." ”

She said seriously: "This is your dog's leg, who can you blame no matter if it's good?"

"Uh......"

Feng Xiaohan was speechless for a while, so he had to defend: "He just said it later, I asked with all my heart, besides that, the only thing I care about most is food, how can I have such an idea?"

He Xirou thought about it and nodded.

Feng Xiaohan breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that she was still reasonable.

He Xirou put down the food box, carried the wine jar and walked out.

Feng Xiaohan was shocked and said, "Slow, this little thing is not enough for me to stuff my teeth, and the master won't let me leave here, I ......"

Before he finished speaking, He Xirou turned his head and gritted his teeth and said: "Since you care so much about food, then you should be hungry today, and it should be regarded as a punishment for your majesty's laxity." ”

Then her eyes fell on Cui Weiming's body, and she shook the hemp rope that tied the wine jar, and there was a sound of wine hitting the wall inside, making him stretch his neck and swallow his saliva.

He Xirou said lightly: "This is your punishment." ”

Then she opened her fingers slightly, and as soon as she gave her hand, the wine jar fell to the ground.

Cui Weiming was shocked!