As for the question of seeing different thoughts, Changkong was not easy to answer, as if he also felt a little unreasonable, he thought about it and said: "Miss Lin's music is more beautiful, more like the wind I heard when I was a young bird." Don't you understand, I'm old now, my cultivation is high, and I can't hear such a nice wind when I fly too fast. ”

Zhong Zhen said patiently: "Otherwise, you go to find a male cultivator who understands the rhythm of music, anyway, listen to the sound of the wind, whoever plays it is the same!" ”

Changkong's beautiful and tender old face suddenly turned slightly red, can male cultivators compare with female cultivators?

At that time, he was a very old bird, and once he flew very high, and the sound of the wind in his ears was very different from usual, and the howling wind seemed to be singing, full of the passion of his youth. He flew happily and happily, and suddenly he saw a very beautiful golden mother bird.

It looks like a fairy and beautiful.

At that time, the young man's bird's heart was beating very fast, and he mustered up the courage to talk to him, but they didn't pay attention to him. He didn't win the favor of the golden she-bird, and he used to get lost so often that he could never find the bird again.

The memory was blurred, and he didn't like the mother bird anymore. The only thing I remember is the sound of the wind in my ears, and the beating heart of the young bird, the blood flowing all over my body is fast, and my heart is full of infinite excitement and joy.

Changkong secretly recalled the past, and immediately stopped. It's really unbearable to look back on the past, and the years of being a monster and a bird have done a lot of unspeakable stupid things. Fortunately, many memories have been forgotten after the transformation, and of course, there is also a suspicion of deliberately forgetting.

Seeing Zhong Zhen's face with disdain, Changkong continued to explain: "When I have company, I never run after other female cultivators, no matter how good the music played by other female cultivators, I don't change my mind, I can't see a strange thought!" Although Bu Qingluo played a tune to me, she refused to be my companion and always ran away quietly. They cultivated a teleportation array, and suddenly disappeared far away to the Immortal Cultivation City. But fortunately, she likes to play tunes everywhere, and it is easy to ask. ”

I can't see that Changkong is still a big lover, and I thought he was bored for too long and had nothing to do. Zhong Zhen asked with interest, "So how many years have you been following her?" ”

The sky is getting impatient. "Are you a demon cultivator or not, why don't you know anything, where will we remember the years. Who doesn't live for tens of thousands of years before taking shape, and it is estimated that it will take 100,000 years to transform and ascend. This kind of seventy or eighty years. Who will count the things of a hundred years. ”

Who wants to be a demon cultivator! Zhong Zhen scoffed, knowing that this person was just like her, who didn't remember the day.

If the demon beast is lucky, the spirit grass that is guarded is not robbed, or if it robs the high-level spirit grass of another demon beast to upgrade, it will be successfully promoted all the way. The lifespan is so long that even they don't know when they're going to die.

However, it is impossible to know when she will live to the end of her life.

"Well, I won't ask. Okay, Bu Qingluo doesn't care about you, you are now chasing Lin Zhiqi. However, I still have a question, do you plan to marry someone back home as a daughter-in-law? ”

"Well, I just want to take her back to the nest and come home when I'm tired of flying. There was a guy waiting at home and playing me a nice tune. It seems that they call this a Taoist monk. By the way, you give me an idea, how to make Lin Zhiqi follow me willingly. ”

The tired bird thought of returning to the nest, hoping that there would be a daughter-in-law at home to guard it, Zhong Zhen suddenly understood that the long-term relationship was to find someone to warm the bird's nest. She didn't bother to care about this kind of nosy thing, and hurriedly said: "Uncle Changkong, where do I know this, you should ask someone else!" ”

The sky does not give up. "Aren't you a mother? This kind of thing you should know. ”

Forget it, Zhong Zhen didn't bother to bother with him, and suddenly became interested in the love history of a big bird, she continued to ask: "What about those female birds in your past?" ”

"Where are they worthy of me? I am a demon beast with the bloodline of this ancient Roc. Don't talk about this, I don't remember a lot of things after the transformation, and you don't understand, everyone used to be demon beasts, and what they did was a shame. ”

Zhong Zhen forced a smile and said, "You can't go to find a female bird and wait for her to transform." People don't do it well, and they don't like to be a Taoist companion to demon cultivators. ”

Speaking of mother birds. Changkong was suddenly startled in his heart, and looked Zhong Zhen up and down, "You won't beat my idea, although you smell okay, but unfortunately it's too ugly, and you can't sing and play, I don't have any interest in you at all." ”

It's ugly, it's ugly

Zhong Zhen was so angry that she wanted to kick him out immediately, but if she really kicked him, I was afraid that she would be the one who suffered, and her leg bones would be shattered into slag.

Changkong saw that Zhong Zhen's face was not very good-looking, and suddenly felt that he had said the wrong thing, "Actually, it's not that ugly, it just looks like a meat bun." I have been to mundane countries and eaten their food. ”

Seeing that Zhong Zhen's face became more ugly, Changkong found that there seemed to be a tendency to get darker and darker, so he hurriedly said: "Meat buns taste good, in fact, if you look closely, they are better than steamed buns." ”

It is a waste of life to be angry with this kind of person, Zhong Zhen took a deep breath, calmed down a little and said: "I hate steamed buns the most in my life, and even steamed buns that look like more steamed buns are also very hated." I just like to eat the pancakes, sprinkled with sesame seeds and chives. If you go and buy me a hundred or so mortal country baked cakes, I might be able to come up with an idea. ”

"A hundred sesame chives and chives, right, I'll buy them." Run away from the air.

"Hey, you wait, I'm joking, who wants to eat what baked cakes!" Zhong Zhen hurriedly stood up and chased after him, but heard that the sky had gone far away like a gust of wind. This time it was very intimate, and with a wave of her sleeve, she even closed the door for her.

Even if he was blind, Zhong Zhen knew by his ears that the door had been closed too quickly by the sky, and it had already cracked open the boss.

She held her forehead and sighed again and again, she really hit her feet with a stone.

Where can Changkong understand jokes, he can't even understand human words.

If he really came back with a hundred sesame and chive pancakes, did he really have to come up with a bad idea for him?

She didn't bother to participate in this kind of thing, she just casually gave Yun Pianpian an an idea back then, but she fought with Wang Linghuan and burned down Demps's cave. Later, he gave Dugu Mingzhu a bad idea, and the old emperor came all the way to kill people.

In short, as long as it is a little bit of bad things between men and women, it will be no good if it is stalled.

Bu Qingluo said that she didn't want to follow the sky, maybe she was playing to capture the old man, or if she left, there was a big demon cultivator behind her who didn't know how comfortable it was! Although Changkong was confused, he really had only seen it in his life, and he had never seen a man who was better looking than him.

I guess she likes to move around, and she doesn't like to live alone in a cave on a high mountain. Who knows what this girl who loves to sell art thinks in her heart, she is not easy to mess with at first glance. (To be continued.) )