Chapter 161: Master, You're Blushing (19)

[I don't know if Immortal Venerable knows, I don't know anyway. 】

After saying that, Sansheng disappeared, leaving Chaohuang alone in a daze.

???

What knows... I don't know?

Do you know or don't know?

There were a lot of 'knows' that came out of the sea of consciousness at once, and our simple (uncultured) beasts were suddenly a little dizzy by Sansheng.

He waved his hand casually.

I decided not to ask about the three lives who were in a bad mood for a few days every month.

Han Qingci was only one step away from breaking through the bottleneck and ascending to the immortal realm.

With his current cultivation, he can already walk sideways on this continent.

It shouldn't be difficult to find out the treasure in her body.

On the other side, in the Shattered Star Palace, because Han Qing has been quitting the valley for many years, there is almost everything in the treasure house, and there are even more magic weapons and elixirs, but...

I just didn't eat...

Most of the immortal cultivators who are cold-hearted and cold-hearted are not vulgar.

He put down his big words in front of Chaohuang and let Chaochao wait for him obediently.

Now I don't know where to look for food.

Han Qingci didn't dare to delay, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed him, and he remembered the sect master senior brother who supported the entire sect, and immediately shrank into inches and came to the main hall of the sect.

The residence of Lingxiao real people, the Vulture Palace.

Ling, Bu Blind, Xiao was taken aback by Han Qingci who suddenly appeared.

The puppeteer who had just come back stood on the main hall with red fruits.

stood between Han Qingci and him.

Lingxiao Zhenren's back instantly broke out in a sweat.

No way?

Was the junior brother discovered so soon?

Didn't the master say that this puppet man was very powerful?

Could it be that the master fooled him?

The puppeteers left to him are just defective products?

The one left for the junior is the finished product?

Is it too late for him to apologize now?

"Senior brother... Actually, I'm just—" Lingxiao Zhenren smiled wryly, and quickly stood up, wanting to explain his intentions to his junior brother.

Han Qingci seemed to be unable to see the rare puppet left by their master, staring straight at Lingxiao Zhenren with a solemn expression: "Senior brother, what do you have to eat here?" It's better to be soft and cute! ”

Because the reason Han Qingci found was different from what he thought in his heart, the two things that were unrelated made Lingxiao Zhenren develop Qingqi's brain hole again.

Food?

Got to be cute?

Nowadays, is the food in the mortal realm described as cute?

He hadn't eaten in thousands of years, and he really didn't know!

Why don't you take a trip to the mortal realm for a while?

For a while, Lingxiao Zhenren's thoughts became more and more deviated, and his expression was slightly sluggish, and Han Qingci's face suddenly darkened when he saw this, and his tone was full of anger.

"Senior Brother!!

"Huh? Oh! Lingxiao Zhenren slowly raised his head, and saw that his junior brother had a thin anger on his face, and immediately ordered someone to send some exquisite and soft liquid food.

Han Qingci still didn't look at the puppet standing on the main hall, picked up the tray and returned to the forbidden spirit pool, and met the starry eyes of his disciples who were expecting (fog), his heart suddenly became very soft, and he pursed his lips and smiled.

"Are you in a hurry?"

"Hmm—" Chaohuang pouted and nodded sullenly.

Han Qingci didn't say much, leaned straight down, passed his two hands under Chaohuang's armpits, and hugged Chaohuang, who had already changed his clothes, in his arms.

Picked up the porcelain bowl and fed Chaohuang spoonful by spoonful.

Most immortal cultivators like light food or liquid food that is fused with various medicinal herbs, although the food in the Lingxiao True Person's Palace is not as cute as Han Qingci requires, but it is very fine, containing a faint aura.

It is enough to warm up the current physical mortal fetus of Chaohuang.

After a while, seeing that Chaohuang had almost eaten, Han Qingci put down the porcelain bowl, took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped the corners of Chaohuang's mouth, while asking, "Disciple, why did you appear alone in the Starry Forest?" ”