Chapter 53 Clever face is the king's makeup

The chow chow was fat and afraid that Feng Zhirong would blame him, so he went back to his cave in a gloomy way.

Feng Zhirong didn't dare to look up at Xuanweizi, because his appearance at the moment was so funny, she was afraid that she couldn't help laughing, so she had to lower her head and pretend to cry aggrievedly, "Shangxian, Zhirong is wrong." Don't tell my master. Otherwise he will punish me again. ”

"Xiao Zhirong has become beautiful, and the Taoist is almost unrecognizable. Don't worry, I'm not going to tell that old-fashioned nerd about Twilight. But why did you come to steal a sword? In fact, as long as you agree to be my apprentice, let alone the Guiyi Sword, you can take all the artifacts in Tianmen Mountain as you like. ”

"Immortal, I can't tell you why. Anyway, Zhi Rong just wants to take away the Guiyi Sword, and don't threaten me to be your apprentice, Zhi Rong will cry. ”

"Dao Chief, I have taken a fancy to you for hundreds of years, such a good seedling, and I refused to worship me as a teacher, Dao Chief, and my life is hard. Now there's only that stupid Pegasus under the door, and if it weren't for his master, how would I have taken him as an apprentice? Daoist Xuanwei looked at the Illusionless Sword in Feng Zhirong's hand, and sighed: "The Illusionless Sword is actually in your hand, alas, my big apprentice is also suffering and ends up like that." The owner of this unillusory sword book and the owner of the Guiyi sword are a pair of immortal couples, but it's a pity that ......, since you have a relationship with the unillusioned sword, it's useless for me to keep this Guiyi sword, so I'll give it to you. ”

"Your eldest apprentice is Jiang Li, the master of the Wind Horse and the Illusionless Sword, or should I say Emperor Fantasy Heaven?"

"Jiang Li?" Xuan Weizi was stunned for a moment when he heard this unfamiliar name, then shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter if Jiang Li or Emperor Phantom Heaven is. ”

"Who is the owner of the Guiyi Sword?"

"I'm afraid no one in the fairy world wants to mention that name. You don't have to know that much as a little kid. Now that the Guiyi Sword is in hand, it's time for you to go out of the mountain. ”

Feng Zhirong picked up the Guiyi Sword and said angrily: "Shangxian didn't even keep Zhirong, but also drove Zhirong." It's even more annoying than my master. ”

"You don't want to stay, so why shouldn't I be interested. Daoist, I'm curious, how did Twilight Liyuan teach Xiao Zhirong to be like this. Why don't I send you back to Kongsang, and ask Twilight Liyuan by the way. ”

"I was kicked out of Kongsang by my master, and I now live in Xianyang."

"The world? No wonder Xiao Zhirong has a burst of fireworks. But the Taoist leader doesn't believe that Twilight Liyuan kicked you out of Kongsang. Your aunt entrusted you to his care, just because she was sure that he would take good care of you in her face. ”

"Don't hide it from the Taoist, the master kicked me out of Kongsang also to complete what my aunt entrusted me. The aunt hopes that Zhirong will find a mortal to be her husband, and then continue the bloodline for the Nuwa clan. ”

"The Taoist really doesn't understand your aunt very well, no wonder she didn't like me at the beginning."

It seems that the person in the portrait mentioned by Fengju is the aunt, how can there be a portrait of the aunt everywhere, it won't all be painted by the master. Feng Zhirong can be sure that Xuanweizi can't draw, Xuanweizi is famous in the fairy world for his strong spells, superior force, and good strategy, but he doesn't know poetry and painting, and he doesn't know the rhythm of music, and he likes to keep pets and monsters.

"It turns out that Shangxian also likes my aunt. Zhirong really didn't understand, there was such an interesting fairy as Shangxian and a handsome fairy like her master, why did she want to compete with the people of the demon clan for the god of the north. ”

"Don't hide it from Zhirong, if the Taoist is a fairy, I may also fight for the god of the north, after all, that god is talented and good-looking, has a high status, and has a good background, and it is rumored that he is also very dedicated, very gentle, and very good at taking care of people."

Feng Zhirong was stunned when she heard this, how could what Xuanweizi Shangxian said in his mouth be so similar to Fusu, but one is a god and the other is a mortal.

"When Zhirong was kicked out of Kongsang, the spell was sealed by the master, and the immortal asked Da Fat to send me back."

"Big Fat should be afraid that you will kick it again and hide to sleep. Let the wind pony send you back. ”

Feng Zhirong reluctantly agreed.

Daoist Xuanweizi summoned Fengju, asked him, and after transforming it into its original form, he yawned and left.

"Let's go, Feng Zhirong of the Nuwa clan. Don't take the words you promised in your life before, Fengju doesn't dare to marry someone from the Nuwa clan. ”

Along the way, Fengju's heart never stopped. Feng Zhirong didn't bother to pay attention to him, so she just jumped on the horse's back and slapped it the back of the horse with the Guiyi sword she had just gotten.

"No wonder that fat chow chow is hiding, you are ruthless enough. It seems that I will have to hide away when I see you in the future. ”

Feng Zhirong was still silent. It didn't take long for me to return to the place from which I started. Feng Zhirong jumped off the horse, kicked Feng Ju's ass hard, and laughed: "You crazy horse, don't hide back to Tianmen Mountain." ”

Fengju wanted to fight back, but Xuanweizi Shangxian conjured it into its original form, and it couldn't use spells to fight back, and after roaring, it reluctantly turned around and went back to Tianmen Mountain.

Feng Zhirong meditated in her heart, and when she returned to the world, she was Yunqiong, not Feng Zhirong of the Nuwa clan.

Yun Qiong regretted that he didn't let Fengju run two more steps just now, there were still more than ten miles away from the palace. At this time, Yun Qiong was tired and sleepy, and he didn't want to walk at all, so he had to use the light skills of the Shushan faction.

Yun Qiong stood outside Fusu's dormitory, looking at the two divine swords in her hands, and couldn't help but lose her mind. Why did Jiang Li, the owner of the Illusory Sword, come to the world, and who would be the owner of this Guiyi Sword? What happened between them, who were originally fairy couples. Will he and Fusu become a couple like the original owners of these two swords? Will it end up as miserable as them?

Hearing someone shouting Mrs. Yun outside the dormitory, Fusu threw down the book in his hand and ran out. Seeing Yun Qiong with a tired face and a stunned face, Fu Su felt sorry. Hold on. "Yunqiong, stay by Fusu's side. Fusu knows that he is not strong enough to protect you well, but Fusu dares to do everything for Yunqiong. ”

Remembering that when she encountered danger in Tianmen Mountain, all that appeared in her mind was Fusu's face, and she could no longer deny that she liked Fusu. Yun Qiong ignored the two swords in his hand, let go of his hand, and hugged Fusu. "The concubine's heart is like a gentleman's heart. Yunqiong wants to stay with Fusu. ”

Saying the words that had been pressed in her heart for a long time, Yun Qiong felt very relaxed. Yun Qiong's words only made Fu Su surprised and delighted, but he couldn't believe his ears a little, "Yun Qiong, do you mean that you want to stay with Fu Su?" ”

Yun Qiongjiao was disgusted, "I forgot what I just said." I'll just say some things once. If you don't hear it, forget it. ”

Hearing Yun Qiong's tone, Fu Su was very sure that he had heard it right just now, he was so excited that he picked up Yun Qiong and turned around several times before stopping. He looked at Yun Qiong in his arms and smiled unconsciously. It was the first time she had seen him smile so brightly and so proudly. Yun Qiong stared at him intently, pure obsession with his smile.

When Wang Ben saw this scene, all the suspicions and wariness of Yun Qiong before dissipated. She looked at His Royal Highness Fusu's eyes, full of deep affection. Everything in the world can be pretended, but true feelings can't be pretended.

Looking at it, Yun Qiong actually fell asleep. First, she was too tired, and second, Fusu's arms were reliable and warm to her. Fusu lightly carried Yun Qiong into the dormitory.

Wang Ben picked up the two divine swords on the ground. Looking at the black one that he had never seen before, he was shocked, he heard his father Wang Jian say that His Majesty the Emperor was a fairy gift of the sword when he was young, and the sword was a black sword, called Guiyi, and after His Majesty unified the six countries, the Guiyi sword disappeared. There shouldn't be many people who know about this, after all, there are only a few people who have been on the battlefield with His Majesty and are still alive.

After Fusu helped Yun Qiong cover the quilt and confirmed that she was asleep, he remembered to go out to get a sword. When he went to Wang Ben to look at Guiyi Sword's expression, he guessed that he also knew the origin of Guiyi Sword.

"Give the sword to Your Highness. These **** don't have to come, and they will accompany Sister Jinxiu and Xiao Ayin in the house. ”

Wang Ben handed over the sword with both hands, bowed down, and said solemnly: "Since Your Highness has decided. Wang Ben had nothing to say. Wang Ben knows what a courtier should do. ”

Fu Su knew that Wang Ben was thinking about things complicated, so he patted Fu Su's shoulder helplessly, and said with a smile: "Wang Ben, what you are worried about will not happen, this sword is just given to me by Yun Qiong in order to teach me swordsmanship, and there is no other intention." His Highness's greatest intention now is to protect her. ”

"Does Madam Yun know about the Guiyi Sword? If she knew that she had given this sword to His Highness, what would her intentions be? ”

"Wang Ben, don't go too far, you actually speculate on Yun Qiong's thoughts. Yun Qiong, what kind of person she is, Your Highness knows it, you have seen her skills, if she is really as you guess, she can do it as long as she grows a few Gu and summons a few ghosts. Why bother to find a unified sword. ”

Wang Ben also knew that what Fusu said was very reasonable, but others didn't know Yun Qiong's ability, what should others think if they saw Fusu using the Guiyi Sword. Wang Ben bowed down again and persuaded Fusu: "Your Highness, don't take this sword out of Xihua Palace as much as possible. ”

"Your Highness will be careful."

After Wang Ben left, Fusu returned to the dormitory with his sword. While Yun Qiong was asleep, Fu Su began to work on his and Yun Qiong's wedding. first instructed the people of Xihua Palace to make the study into a cave room, and then instructed the garment workshop to make wedding dresses, and arranged for the imperial dining room to prepare a table of good wine and food.

When Yun Qiong woke up, it was already dusk. Fusu held Yun Qiong's hand, and after an affectionate greeting, he instructed the palace maid to take her to wash and change her clothes. After washing, the palace maid changed her into a dark colored dress, much like the wedding dress that Cozy wore on the day she married Meng Tian, although Yun Qiong felt inexplicable, she didn't ask much, after all, she didn't understand the rules of the palace.

The palace maids dressed up Yun Qiong carefully, combed a very solemn bun, wore delicate hair accessories, thrushes, painted red, and smeared rouge. After everything was over, Yun Qiong got up to leave, and the palace maid hurriedly hugged Yun Qiong. Yun Qiong hurriedly ordered them to disperse, she had never liked this feeling of over-serving, she just walked and had to be supported. Yun Qiong had just walked a few steps, and she regretted it a little, the gorgeous clothes she was wearing were really heavy enough, and the hair ornaments on her head were heavy enough. It turned out that those ladies and ladies were wrong, and they felt heavy as a person who practiced martial arts, not to mention them who were weak and weak with their ten fingers. (To be continued.) )