Chapter 122: What Do You Call Me? Your Father Must Be Good-Looking [1 Update]
Slowly hugged her.
Jun Muqian was stunned for a moment, Rao is that she has been crisscrossing the Eastern Regions for many years, and she has seen countless people, and she is also a little at a loss at the moment.
This time, she forgot everything she had been thinking before.
In the afterglow, a faint glow could be seen floating on his silver mask.
Jun Muqian didn't move, her body stiffened for a moment, but it wasn't because it was too close.
It's not that she hasn't been so close to him, as early as the time when she was facing the enemy in the palace, the time when she forced him to drink medicine, and the time when she slapped Su in public and painted her face......
But these can't be compared to today.
It was obviously just an ordinary hug, but Jun Muqian felt that her heart was moved.
She didn't speak, and she didn't move.
Time seemed to stop flowing at this moment, and everything around was quiet.
The breeze is blowing, and the sun shines through the leaves to cast dappled shadows on the ground, swaying vividly.
It's so quiet that it doesn't seem like the world.
Just when Jun Muqian finally stabilized her mind and considered how to speak, the man in scarlet clothes was one step ahead of her.
Rong opened his mouth lightly, and his voice was cold: "A belated blessing." β
After saying these five words, he straightened up, crisp and neat
In the process, Jun Muqian's body shook again.
How did she feel, did he get a little too close to her?
She must have felt wrong, after all, a person like him who was so cold and self-contained that he even tied up his clothes would not take the initiative to do such a thing.
Until ten seconds after separation, Jun Muqian was still sitting there.
She stared ahead with her eyes open, but her pupils were not focused, and her mind was full of thoughts for a while.
What did he just say?
Oh, blessed.
But what does it have to do with good fortune?
Jun Muqian felt that her mind couldn't turn for a while, raised her eyes to look at the scarlet-clothed man who had re-seated, and hummed two words: "Blessing?"
Hearing this, Rong Qing held the wine glass, glanced at her, and reminded: "You said it yourself." β
"Myself?" Jun Muqian was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered slowly, "Oh, that's what I said." β
- It is said that if you don't die in a catastrophe, there will be a blessing in the future, and my blessing is that I want my son to give me a hug.
Oh, yes.
Jun Muqian realized this, and she said, how could he suddenly hug her, it turned out to be because of her words.
She held her chin and looked at the person opposite, thinking to herself, this person seems to be too high to climb, but sometimes, the heart is still quite good, and the heart is quite delicate.
Now that he thinks about it carefully, Jun Muqian suddenly understands why Rong Qing chose to give her "blessings" at that time.
Because she said something - still a little sad.
Is this to keep her from being sad, so he took the initiative to give her blessings?
Suddenlyβ
"Childe. β
"Huh?"
"You're so nice. β
"Hmm. β
Jun Muqian said that she was very moved, and after a pause, she asked, "So I want to call you by another name, do you mind?"
Rong lightly held the hand of the wine glass for a moment, and finally raised his head, still with an indistinct final note: "Huh?"
Xu saw that the purple-clothed woman's eyes were too bright, and she was full of hope, but she still didn't refuse after all.
It's just that she is in a low mood now because of her life experience, so she doesn't have to worry about anything.
He also wanted to see what she was going to call him.
Rong Qing lowered his eyes and said lightly: "You call it." β
And thenβ
"Daddy. β
A sincere call with rich emotions.
If someone else hears it at this moment, I'm afraid it will rain down tears, and then think about what kind of loving father and daughter this should be, which is really enviable.
But apparently, this is not the relationship between the two people in the room.
So the next second the voice landed, there was a "click"!
A crunch in the air disturbed the birds resting in the branches outside the window.
Rong Qing looked at the purple-clothed woman sitting opposite without any expression, her heavy pupils narrowed, her voice was calm, and she couldn't hear her anger: "Dad?"
This word made him feel very bad.
Because that day, on the way back from the palace banquet, when she was drunk, she mistook him for her father.
Well, she also said that his daddy was a bird.
At that time, though, she was unconscious.
Drunk people are stupid, so she is the stupidest of fools.
Calling him Daddy is nothing, and it's just a mistake to leave or right, but now-
Kind of want to kill.
And, it is not known why.
"Don't be angry. Jun Muqian saw that he seemed to be angry, and his voice softened a little, "I just screamed, because you are so good, just now, I felt my father's love." β
"Father's love?" the voice as cold as snow sank a little more, and the tone was cold.
Rong Qing put down the cup in his hand, and with no strength to support it, the cup quickly cracked into countless pieces and scattered on the table.
Then, he turned his head and looked at her with a cold gaze.
Jun Muqian stared at the pile of debris on the table and hissed, what a kung fu.
Even Xue Yu can crush it with one hand, she is so envious.
"Light beauty, don't be angry, I'm really just screaming. Jun Muqian quickly retracted her thoughts, she had a hunch that she seemed to have caused something big today.
But obviously she also asked for his consent, why did he get angry.
After thinking about it, Jun Muqian was relieved again, beauty, it's boring if you don't have a big temper.
If you have a temper, you can coax, how can you prove yourself if you don't coax her.
Sensing that the air pressure around him was getting lower and lower, Jun Muqian thought for a moment, and then laughed: "Childe, I'm just calling it, don't take it seriously, how can you be my father, you are ......"
At this point, she paused, unable to find a suitable word for a moment.
At this time, Rong Qing also glanced at her, as if he was forcing him to ask, "What is it?"
"Well, yes, yes......" Jun Muqian suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "It's my beauty." β
After saying that, the extremely low air pressure was instantly removed.
Call......
Jun Muqian breathed a sigh of relief, stroked his hair, and thought to himself, finally coaxed.
It seems that she can't call it like that in the future, she has to remember.
Alas, but she really just wanted to scream.
She didn't have a father, so she had to fantasize about it.
"Light beauty, you ......" Jun Muqian looked at him with no expression, and said with some uncertainty, "You're not angry, are you?"
Rong Qing raised his eyes to look at her, unhurriedly raised his hand and took another wine glass for himself, his voice was not salty or light: "Why are you angry?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Jun Muqian nodded quickly, "You're not angry, you're happy." β
But in her heart, she was really a good person, and she didn't demolish him.
Well...... Since he said so, then if he came the other way, he must be angry.
But why?
Suddenly, Jun Muqian remembered what Fang Fufeng said to her - doesn't Xiao Qian know that a man's age is a secret?
Originally...... She did something wrong unintentionally.
Don't dare anymore.
However, her beauty looks so beautiful, she doesn't even have a little wrinkle, and she is twenty years old at most.
Twenty years old is so young, why bother with age?
Jun Muqian immediately changed the topic, she cleared her throat and asked, "Light beauty, where is your family?"
After asking a question, she remembered that every time she saw him, she just had an extra twilight next to him.
Usually he is alone, and he doesn't see anyone following him and appearing with him.
Hearing this, Rong Qing's expression paused slightly, but it was only for a moment, and he said lightly: "Not here." β
"That's ......" Jun Mu smiled knowingly in his eyes, "Then your father and mother must also be very good-looking?"
To be able to give birth to such a son, how gorgeous this man and woman should be.
Rong thought about it for a while, and said casually: "Yes." β
"Yes...... Jun Muqian was slightly surprised, "You don't even know what your parents look like, do you?"
This has to ...... How early did you leave home?
Rong shook his head lightly, but then, he bowed slightly.
Jun Muqian was confused by his negative and affirmative actions, and she was a little dazed: "What do you mean?"
"It meansβ" Rong raised his hand lightly, picked up the chopsticks again, and the fish was still in his pocket, "Eat." β
Jun Muqian: "......"
She didn't want to see any fish at all.
She decided that she would never eat fish again.
Oh, how can her brain be replenished by fish.
Ridiculous!
But in the end, the monarch still gave in, and she ate.
**
After a few more days like this, the disciples of Tianji Tower finally determined one thing, that is-
Their ancestor is truly gone!
It wasn't that day that there were no disciples who saw the old man of Tianji trapped there by Rong Qing, and he couldn't even move.
It's just that they're too far away to know what's going on.
But he could guess something from the facial expressions of the old man Tianji, and his heart couldn't help but rise, wondering if their Tianji Building was about to be in trouble.
People can even clean up their ancestors, what are their little shrimps?
You can crush you to death with one finger!
But later, the disciples of Tianji Tower found that they were thinking too much.
Because they observed for a few days, they found that Rong Qing had no tendency to do this, and the "goddess" who was brought back by the ancestor had entered cultivation.
Every day, the aura of their Tianji Building was declining at a speed visible to the naked eye, which really made their hearts ache, but they didn't dare to say anything, after all, they were the ones who were at fault.
Therefore, I had to keep praying in my heart that these two great Buddhas would be able to walk.
Without the protection of the ancestors, it is really difficult to walk.
However, this is not the most difficult, because not only is their ancestor missing, but even the landlord is closed.
The entire Tianji Tower group has no leader, and under the maintenance of the left and right protectors, the order is barely out of control.
Fortunately, no other sects have come to visit Tianji City these days, and if there is, I'm afraid they won't know what to do.
At this moment, there was inevitably another conjecture in the hearts of the disciples-
Both of them are missing, so the two can't be together, right?
Could it be that their ancestor was too angry and locked up their landlord?
Some of the older generations who have been in Tianji Tower for a long time know very well that this pair of masters and apprentices, who seem to be glamorous to the outside world, are actually not as kind as they are rumored to be.
Instead, as soon as the two meet, there will be a fight.
But every time, Yan Shaoling was the one who was suppressed.
This is also a matter of no choice, the old man of Tianji is too strong, and he can borrow strength from the Heavenly Dao, and ordinary people are not his opponents at all.
Not to mention, Yan Shaoling's skills are all passed on by him, and he clearly knows where his apprentice's weaknesses are.
After this idea came out, the left and right Dharma protectors were a little anxious, and there was only one hope in their hearts.
Ancestor must not kill the landlord in a fit of rage, then their Tianji Building will definitely separate and collapse.
But this time, these disciples all guessed wrong.
Old Man Tianji and Yan Shaoling are indeed together, but it is not Yan Shaoling who is locked up, but Old Man Tianji.
Apprentice, locked up the master.
Even the old man of Tianji never knew that there was a secret passage under the small study room where Yan Shaoling often practiced calligraphy.
The secret passage leads to a secret room, which looks like it has been ten years old, and the skin on the walls has peeled off quite a bit.
And at this moment, in this secret room, a somewhat rickety figure was trapped on the wall.
There was an iron ring embedded in his limbs and around his neck.
Chains hung from his body and twinked together on the ground.
And in front of this rickety figure, there stood a young man with a long figure.
"Master, it's time to drink water. Yan Shaoling held a glass of water and smiled slightly, "You can't act now, so the apprentice has prepared everything for you." β
Hearing this, the rickety figure slowly raised his head.
It's the old man!
He looked at the pale young man with heavy breath, and suddenly a hoarse laugh came out of his mouth, like the cry of an evil spirit.
"Hahahaha-"
Hearing this laughter, Yan Shaoling was still like that, he didn't even frown, and the clouds were light and light.
After laughing for a long time, the old man Tianji stopped and stared at him with cloudy eyes: "Shaoling, Shaoling, being a teacher really underestimates you." β
"You can trap the teacher here, you are really amazing, amazing!"
Although he was praising it, his tone was gritting his teeth, and he wanted to swallow all the flesh and blood of the person in front of him.
"Don't look at me like that, master. Yan Shaoling raised his hand to cover his eyes, and his voice was soft, "You are just a Spirit Sect now." β
The old man's body stiffened.
Yes, he's just a Spirit Sect.
Although in the secular world, the Spirit Sect can destroy a city with his bare hands.
However, among the sects with many talents, although the Spirit Sect is strong, it is not the peak.
After a long time, the old man of Tianji laughed strangely: "Shaoling, you have been waiting for this day for a long time, right?"
"What's in it for you to trap your teacher here?"
The reason why he asked this was because he knew that Yan Shaoling couldn't kill him.
He was chosen by the Heavenly Dao, and he was the guardian of Huaxu!
Unless he kills himself, he won't die even if his heart is broken.
"Yes, master, I've been waiting for a long time. Yan Shaoling put down his hand and chuckled, "Every time I dream, I dream about how I killed you." β
It's been too long, too long, and this hatred has long been unforgettable.
How did he survive all these years?
It is hatred that supports him, and he can only be happy when he sees that his master is worse than him.
"Master, do you know how long I have been building this secret room?" Yan Shaoling looked at the old man Tianji and slowly spit out the words, "It's been eight years." β
The old man looked up suddenly, his expression seemed to be a little stunned.
"You didn't find out, did you?" Yan Shaoling said lightly, "You have always been so conceited, how could you notice such a thing?"
As if thinking of something, the old man's face changed suddenly: "You are actually showing weakness to the old man?"
Even a spiritual canon like Dream Concealment can be learned, how can it be that he can't even catch those few fists of his?
"Show weakness?" Yan Shaoling shook his head, "No master, that's not called showing weakness, that's called cough cough ......"
He coughed a few times, then smiled slightly: "It's just a hidden strength." β
"If you don't do this, master, you would have killed me a long time ago. β
Yan Shaoling knew the old man Tianji too well, and he also knew that his master brought him back in order to cultivate a puppet who could be completely controlled, and he must not exceed his estimates.
If it is exceeded, his master will not hesitate to cut him off.
The old man of Tianji sneered: "You understand the old man." β
"Master, how could I not understand you? I have been with you for so many years. Yan Shaoling's eyes became confused, "Over the years, only you are by my side, master." β
The old man of Tianji still sneered: "Then why don't you hurry up and let him be a teacher?"
Hearing this, Yan Shaoling looked at him for a while, and suddenly smiled.
The old man of Tianji suddenly had a bad premonition: "You ......"