"Brother, didn't I say, you can take care of so many things!" Zong Zhengweisi said as he dragged Yan Siming to the side hall with great difficulty.

Zongzheng is not stupid, although he is not used to Yan Siming, and he is not used to seeing this happiness, but now the people in the fairy world are forcibly building momentum, and he Zongzheng is a person who understands current affairs.

Fengyun Immortal Waiter's "heart-to-heart" conversation deeply made Zong Zhengwei Si realize a reality, that is, the fairy world is optimistic about the good music, as for why the good music is good, this question, Zong Zhengweisi also thought carefully for many days, and in the end, he slowly realized.

What kind of character is withdrawn, what kind of famous clan backdoor is fake, but strength, real strength.

Le Zheng is slow and not refined, and he doesn't take anyone in his eyes, he simply despises everyone in Le Zheng Xianmen, and it is also, this is what Zong Zheng Weisi has to admit that after the melee, where does Le Zheng Xianmen still have any strength.

As for why Feng Yun won over the Lezheng Immortal Gate, at this point, Zong Zhengwei heard a little wind from the fairy world, so he was even more convinced.

Therefore, as the largest immortal faction in the Immortal Sect, it is impossible for Zongzheng to be stubborn, and it is the greatest strength to change his thinking in time.

Even if he saw how unpleasant Yan Siming and Nale Zhengwei were, at the moment it was just a contradiction among the people, it was a trivial matter, what he wanted to grasp was the fairy world, the lucky immortal servant, and the big backer of the immortal venerable.

Zong Zheng thought about it for a while, and finally saw that Yan Siming was a little abnormal.

How is it abnormal, just like in the past, Yan Siming always gave people a shrewd and calculating appearance, but now it looks like ......

Uh, fools in general.

"Elder Yan-"

"Elder Yan?"

Zong Zheng shouted seven or eight times for Si, and then Yan Siming was called.

"You're hurting your brain?" Zong Zhengweisi asked with some uncertainty, he always felt that something was wrong with Yan Siming today.

Yan Siming rolled his eyes, and you hurt your brain.

"Elder Yan Si, if you are uncomfortable, don't hold on, you are not the only elder in the Immortal Sect." Zong Zheng said unceremoniously, is it interesting to occupy the young master all day long?

"Thank you Elder Zongzheng for your kindness, it's just that the young master is shy by nature, he doesn't like many people, and he doesn't like people who are not familiar with him, I also want to be lazy, but I just ...... "You are running for the young master, you can't wait to live in the main hall of Linxian Yu."

I don't want to think about who you are......

The room suddenly swords, swords, and trembling, Elder Yan Si and Elder Zongzheng have always been incompatible, and this posture is only afraid that it will not be good.

At this moment, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door, and as soon as he came and hurriedly looked up, he already saw the one kneeling down first.

"Immortal Venerable—"

"Immortal Venerable—"

Zong Zhengwei's eyes lit up, Yan Siming's eyes darkened, and at the same time he knelt down respectfully and saluted.

As soon as he came, he only felt that the unattainable Immortal Venerable had left him with only the white robe that swayed with his footsteps, fluttering like a butterfly, and had already reached the bedside.

"Immortal Venerable, I don't know the young master-" Zong Zheng immediately changed his worried look, and immediately squeezed to the front, Yan Siming was stumbling, but he didn't have the heart to think about Zong Zheng.

"How's your case going?"

Yan Siming was stunned.

"Thank you Xianzun for your concern, the young master's breath will gradually stabilize, and he will wake up in less than an hour." Yan Siming replied.

"This is thanks to Immortal Venerable's timely action, if it weren't for Immortal Venerable, our young master would ......" Zong Zheng immediately interjected.

"Very good, and let you take charge of the rest of your lives." Yan Siming only heard the voice like a breeze, as unattainable as the sound of heaven, which made you feel a kind of surrender and respect.

"Yes, yes—"

The appearance and departure of Immortal Venerable was only a short moment, and in a trance, Yan Siming felt that he was spending the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

What did he see?

All he saw was Xianzun sitting quietly on the desk in front of the bed reading a book, maybe something really blew it, and Xianzun would reach out and brush Miss Chu's face.

Is he overthinking?

……

"Naturally, you think about it a lot, what kind of person is Xianzun, and how can you look at it because of Miss Chu's mortal identity. In the eyes of Xianzun, all things are equal and should be treated equally, which is the mind of all rivers. "Zelu Shangxian has never been stingy with praise when he talks about the goodness of the Immortal Venerable.

"Yes." Yan Siming was very depressed, feeling that his brain circuit was not on the same path as Zelu Shangxian in front of him.

It was the luck that had just woken up, and glanced at Yan Siming with some meaning.

"So, Elder Yan, you don't have to worry about it, if Miss Chu is fine, Immortal Venerable will naturally let you send someone to pick her up." Zelu Shangxian took away the dishes in front of the Fengyun Immortal, and very carefully smoothed the cotton towel in front of the bed.

"What Zelu Shangxian taught is, it's just that Xiao Xian really doesn't want to go, and let Xianzun personally take care of our wife, it's not a good thing to do after playing......" Yan Siming stiffened, he just didn't have a strong way to pick up Chu Xiyin, especially when he picked up the Fengyun Immortal Servant who had already woken up.

At this time, whether the young master woke up or not, when he woke up, Yan Siming couldn't take care of it.

"I said, why can't you understand people." Zelu Shangxian was anxious and interrupted Yan Siming's words.

Yan Siming: ......

Shangxian, it seems that only what you say is not human.

Fengyun Immortal couldn't help but laugh, Zelu Shangxian had a tendon in his head, and he was also a tendon in all aspects of doing things.

"Zelu Shangxian, you go and take a look at the situation, so that Elder Yan Si can rest assured."

"What the fairy servant said is very true." Zelu Shangxian bowed respectfully and retreated.

"Elder Yan Si, being able to be rescued by the Immortal Venerable is a blessing that I can't wait for for eight lifetimes, what's the matter, what is Elder worried about?" Feng Yuncai didn't believe that Yan Siming could see anything, he had followed Xianzun for hundreds of years, and he didn't see the slightest bit, even if Xianzun put Chu Xiyin by his side to take care of it at this moment, it was because Chu Xiyin was a mortal body, and Xianzun had to use immortal qi to raise it, just in case, even if it was far-fetched, it shouldn't be such a big reaction from Yan Siming.

"No, no, the lucky immortal, Xiaoxian is panicking, how can we be in charge of Mrs. He De, Xiaoxian is just afraid that virtue is not worthy, and he will ...... in the future" Yan Siming immediately denied it, as if he could hold the last line of defense if he didn't admit it.

"Heh, it's always been such a good thing, even if the immortal family has to squeeze their heads, they have to fight, where do you care about the question of worthiness or not." Feng Yun sneered, she Chu Xiyin had already thought of this problem, why bother to provoke their Immortal Venerable, where is there such a thing, it is impossible for everyone to think of it.

It is so possible, Xianzun personally took care of Na Chu Xiyin.

He is lucky to be the first immortal in front of the bottle, so he will not be jealous, envious and hateful.

Yan Siming opened his mouth, he felt that today's Fengyun Immortal Attendant also seemed to be a little ......

Something is different.