Chapter 584 Host Your Divine Venerable Husband Appeared
Looking at the clean and handsome young man, Chu Yao nodded with satisfaction: "Well, you look much better like this." β
Looking at her eyes looking at herself, Feng Jing lowered her head a little embarrassed, feeling a little hot on her face.
I'm shy again.
Chu Yao looked at him and remembered the picture of himself and him in his previous life.
It's just that he seems to be too small now.
"How old are you?"
"Seventeen."
Ah, Seventeen, still a child.
Well, you can't eat it yet.
The girl's eyes seemed a little disappointed.
At this moment, the young man looked up and saw the pity in his eyes.
Feng Jing was a little puzzled, was Shangxian dissatisfied with him?
Chu Yao took out a fish-shaped jade pendant and handed it to him: "You keep this, there is a defensive circle I set up in it, when you are in danger, it can save your life." β
"This ......" The young man took her and handed her the jade pendant, a little embarrassed, this was the first time he had received a gift from someone else.
And it was given by a woman.
"Shangxian, you are too good to me."
That's good?
What a naΓ―ve boy who is so coaxing.
The woman smiled coquettishly: "Well, then how are you going to repay me?" β
She suddenly approached, with a faint floral fragrance on her body, which smelled very good.
A hint of blush instantly crept up the boy's ears.
He said a little unnaturally: "I will find a lot of treasures to give to the immortals in the future." β
"Huh? What treasures do you think the deity is missing? β
The woman's voice is sultry, which Feng Jing has never experienced.
"Up...... Shangxian ......" The young man's voice was dumb and he stammered, "What do you want, I will definitely find it for you." β
I want you.
"Huh...... Okay, then I'll take this as your promise to the deity, and I can't go back on it in the future. β
Feng Jing's whole body tensed, and he only felt that Shangxian was too close to him, which made his heartbeat faster.
"Well, I won't forget it."
"Good job." Chu Yao stretched out her hand and patted him on the shoulder, so she said, "Let's go, let's go in." β
The boy followed the girl softly, and when he walked into the courtyard, he saw the beautiful scenery inside.
It's like a painting.
An inexplicable sense of familiarity rose.
"From now on, you'll live in the room over there, and I'll live in this side."
The woman pointed to the east wing and said to him, "The room used to be lived by the senior brother."
"Thank you, Shangxian."
In this way, the young Fengjing lived in Qingyunfeng Mountain.
Chu Yao took a look at his spiritual root and turned out to be a five-spirit root.
So, he first cleaned up the impurities in his whole body with the elixir that washed his muscles and cut the marrow, and then threw a copy of "Mixed Yuan Immortal Jue" to him, allowing him to comprehend and cultivate on his own.
That's right, this exercise is the one that the heroine Tang Chuchu cultivated.
This thing, since it belongs to the heroine, naturally it will not be bad.
It is the most suitable for Fengjing to practice.
Maybe this exercise really suited him, or maybe he suddenly opened his mind.
The aura, which used to be difficult to gather in the body, is now very obedient.
As long as Feng Jing runs the mental method, the surrounding aura will continue to integrate into the body.
It's snowballing.
Then it spread out in all directions, filling the veins and blood of all parts of his body.
Seeing that his cultivation was relatively smooth, Chu Yao was also relieved.
The teenager seemed to be in a hurry, and the retreat lasted for several months.
And Chu Yao didn't bother him, and took the system goose to walk on Qingyun Peak when he had nothing to do.
Looking at the cherry blossoms that do not change in the four seasons, they still bear fruit.
The gluttonous girl directly improved these cherry blossoms.
It didn't take long for modern cherries to hang all over Qingyun Peak.
"Host, this cherry is so delicious, sweet and sour."
The system is now standing under a tree full of fruits, constantly eating cherries.
Chu Yao was leaning on the trunk of the tree, holding the wine jar in one hand and picking cherries in the other, which was also enjoyable.