Chapter Eighty-Four: Returning Home to Visit Relatives
Sakura's words made Mao Qing's heart sour, but he said strongly, "I am good-looking, not to mention my noble status, smart and healthy, and I can sing and dance, how can I be unhappy if I am so good." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
Sakura said, "People who don't have a face are really happy. ā
"Master..."
"Isn't being my apprentice one of your many virtues?" Sakura asked pointedly.
Mao Qing was dragged by the cherry blossom festival, so the two were very close, she looked at the master's side face, black hair flying, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, next to him was the blue sky and white clouds, the two of them spent a short time together, scolded, quarreled, and beaten, but she knew that the master was a good master, treated her very well, spoiled her, and felt sorry for her.
To be honest, she really can't bear this domineering, venomous, violent, and good-looking master.
"Master..." Mao Qing didn't overdo it, and her voice was hidden from fluctuations in her heart.
"Hmm."
"Master, I don't want to be cultivating anymore." Mao Qing said that the tears had flowed out, and the wind blew through and took away the crystal tears.
"Why?" The tone of the cherry blossom festival was the same as usual.
"Doesn't Master know that too?" Mao Qing choked up, "I can't cultivate anymore." ā
"If you don't cultivate immortals, you can still practice your body." Sakura Matsuri is a little self-defeating.
Douda's tears were left in Mao Qing's eyes, and the master's words moved her very much, and she wiped the tears on her face with her other hand, "You don't need to be taught by a master who is a master to practice the body." ā
Sakura stopped, raised his other hand and turned Aoi, who lowered his head, and Sakura ordered, "Raise your head." ā
Aoi stared, trying to raise her head calmly, looking at the cherry blossom festival.
Sakura grabbed Aoqing's slender shoulders with his big palms and said, "I'm your master, I don't teach you, who will teach you?" ā
Mao Qing pursed her lips and reluctantly spoke, "There is always someone... There is always someone who can teach me for Master. ā
After hearing her words, Sakura Matsuri laughed, and was as arrogant as the king of the world, "Who in this world can replace me Sakura." ā
Then Sakura released the hand that was holding Mao Qing's shoulder, raised a finger and gently slammed it against Mao Qing's head, and then Sakura held Mao Qing in his arms and said, "I'm sorry, Master is trying too hard, you cry." ā
When he said this, Mao Qing couldn't bear it anymore, closed his eyes and cried in his arms.
Sakura held her and stroked her hair gently, looking guilty and unbearable.
Mao Qing cried directly and fell asleep, and Sakura held her and continued to fly towards the Sheng Lian Dynasty.
"Get up." Sakura called softly.
Mao Qing opened her eyes and looked down, not far ahead, the palace she was familiar with seemed to be in sight.
"It's here!" Mao Qing said in surprise.
"Well, Master has a gift for you." Sakura put down the green and said.
Mao Qing looked at him curiously, and said anxiously, "Give it to me." ā
Sakura took out a bunch of things from his sleeve and handed them to Aoqing.
Mao Qing took the thing and opened it, and it turned out to be a very, very beautiful dress.
"Master knows that you were very unlikable before, but you can't lose Master's face when you come back this time, and this line of work is also quite important." Sakura explained.
It was a black dress, and at the bottom of it was the red flower we saw in the snowy mountains, and on top of it were colorful butterflies, as if they would fly out.
"Okay, you can put it on first." Sakura said.
Mao Qing really wanted to wear it, but looked around, "It's not convenient." ā
Sakura waved his hand, and a layer of black mist covered the green, "Let's change it quickly." ā
Mao Qing was not hypocritical, and immediately began to change clothes, but this new set of clothes was particularly troublesome to wear in layers.
I hurriedly put it on, "Okay, Master, I'm ready." ā
Sakura waved his hand, and the black mist dissipated, revealing the green inside with new clothes.
Mao Qing turned around with the hem of his clothes and asked, "Is it good-looking?" ā
Sakura shook her head, "There's still one last step to go." As he spoke, he stepped forward and spread out the hair that was coiled up in the green sky, and the black hair was instantly scattered, and Sakura took out the white flower from his arms and pinned it to the black hair.
When Mao Qing saw the white flower, her heart chuckled.
Sakura looked at his work with satisfaction, "Well, this is the right teacher." ā
Mao Qing stuck out her tongue, thinking that I was going to look better.
"Let's go." Sakura stretched out his hand, and as he spoke, a huge black phoenix butterfly appeared under him, waving its wings.
Mao Qing looked at the master standing on the black phoenix butterfly, he was simply too handsome and stylish.
Gently putting her hand on it, Sakura looked at her hand and said abruptly, "I think it's more perfect if you get a black nail." ā
Mao Qing glanced at him, and said sarcastically, "Master, do you have to wear black with your master when you get married?" ā
But after waiting for a long time, I didn't wait for the master's counterattack, and secretly glanced at the master, only to see the master's eyes a little stunned.
Mao Qing realized that she might have said the wrong thing, and hurriedly added, "Actually, black is also quite good-looking." ā
In my heart, I was surprised that Master also had such a time, and suddenly became interested in Master's emotional history.
"All colors look best only when you wear them for the teacher." Sakura Sakura narcissistic came to a sentence.
Mao Qing chose to ignore it.
The black phoenix butterfly of the two of them successfully attracted the attention of countless people, and Mao Qing looked at the familiar palace under him and wanted to go down anxiously.
Sakura grabbed her and said, "Hey, I'm making such a big move, you should give me a little gratitude for Dade's pretentiousness." ā
The master spoke, and Mao Qing had no choice but to stand beside him reservedly, calming his expression and making him look imposing and immortal.
The people of the palace were all on alert when they saw this unknown object in the sky, and a eunuch rushed in regardless of the morning.
"Report to the emperor, it seems that there are immortals outside."
The people in the hall were shocked, and the emperor asked, "Are you sure?" ā
The eunuch nodded and said, "That's right." ā
And in the harem, a little palace maid broke into Concubine Jing's bedroom, "Niangniang, Niangniang, the immortals are here, the immortals are here." ļ¼
Concubine Jing sat up from the bed, "Immortals? Qing'er? ā
The little palace maid shook her head and said, "The slave doesn't know. ā
"Where?" Concubine Jing hurriedly got out of bed, and the little palace maid said, "It's in the sky outside." ā
Concubine Jing walked out in her underwear, looking up at what looked like a black butterfly in the distance, and there seemed to be two people standing on it, but she couldn't see the appearance of the person on it.
"The Immortal Mountain Sakura Festival brought the disciple Sheng Lian Dynasty Princess Sheng Lian to visit her relatives." The black phoenix butterfly spoke, spat out words, and her voice came out one after another.