Chapter Ninety-One: Three Little Elves
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Carefree turned around, Huang Rong's pretty figure came into view, even with her experience, seeing Huang Rong, who had changed into the eighteenth year of the female college, she couldn't help but show a hint of surprise in the depths of her eyes.
I saw Huang Rong's long hair and shawl, her whole body in white, and a gold belt tied to her hair.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Capturing Zhu Hefeng's eyes, Huang Rong's delicate face was slightly red, and she lowered her head a little embarrassed, "Big brother, could it be that you like Rong'er?" β
"Huh." Hearing Huang Rong say this, Zhu Hefeng couldn't help but stretch out a hand and knead it on top of her soft hair, and said with a smile, "Little girl, what are you thinking?" β
"Also, if you want to call me uncle, don't call me big brother."
"No!" Hearing Zhu Hefeng say this, Huang Rong habitually raised the bar, "Look at you like this, you look a few years older than Rong'er at most, I want to call you big brother." β
Big brother!
This title is tantamount to fatal to Zhu Hefeng. Suddenly, Zhu Hefeng's body trembled, and his face was bitter.
"Little girl, it's just that people can't do anything at all."
I have to say that Huang Rong said that Zhu Hefeng and her look a few years apart at most, which is still reasonable. After cultivating the martial arts of the Xiaoyao School, Zhu Hefeng, who was already aging slowly, had already stagnated in the years, and when he looked at it horizontally and vertically, he was only about twenty years old.
looks like a star, black hair is like a waterfall, coupled with a handsome and extraordinary face, and that kind of uninhibited temperament, I don't know how many women's eyes can be attracted.
is really the same as the girl Huang Rong.
"By the way, big brother," Huang Rong first opened Zhu Hefeng's palm with some dissatisfaction, and then asked with some curiosity.
"What are you looking at?"
Carefree smiled casually and said, "If you don't look at anything, you're just looking at the scenery." β
"Looking at the view?" Hearing Sanssouci's answer, Huang Rong raised her eyebrows, her beautiful eyes flowing, obviously not believing his answer.
"Rong'er, Master." After a few more words, a somewhat coquettish call suddenly sounded in the distance.
Looking in the direction from which the voice came, a pretty girl appeared in front of her.
I saw that the person who came was in her prime, her voice was soft and tactful, her demeanor was charming, her eyes were bright, her complexion was white and greasy, she was really an outstanding beauty.
"Don't worry." Zhu Hefeng smiled and nodded at her, "What's wrong?" β
Li Mochou, who grew up as a girl, said: "Master, the master told you to go in." β
"Alas!" Hearing Li Mochou's words, Fang Wuzi, who was still indifferent, suddenly sighed heavily, "It's really helpless to stay in that living coffin again." β
In the end, between the flow of eyes, a charm of sadness greater than heart death emerged.
Seeing this, Huang Rong was overjoyed, and joked with a smile: "Big brother, you only dare to talk like this in front of us!" β
"You have the ability, you can say the same thing in front of Sister Lin!"
"Master," Li Mochou also laughed with his good sister, "If you really don't like the tomb of the living dead, then you can leave a long time ago, I think you are quite happy with it, don't I think you are quite happy?" β
Swish!
Hearing what the two girls said, Zhu Hefeng's expression changed, and he once again took out his appearance as an elder, glared at them, and said, "Two little girls, what nonsense?" β
"Hehehe." Huang Rong couldn't hold back any longer, and let out a hearty laugh that echoed in front of the tomb of the living dead.
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Several years have passed, and the years have long been stagnant on Lin Chaoying's body, dressed in white, his skin is like snow, and his face looks a little pale because he has not been exposed to the sun for a long time.
At first glance, it looks like a female ghost living in a secluded tomb, but between her eyebrows, there is an otherworldly temperament.
It's like you can break through the sky at any time and fly into an immortal.
Sitting there, Sanssouci couldn't even grasp his wife's qi.
"It's time to eat." Seeing that Wuwuzi came back with the two girls, Lin Chaoying looked faint and said calmly.
And in front of her, a table of steaming dishes has been set.
"It's time to eat." Zhu Hefeng said with a smile.
As he spoke, he reached out with his hands and hugged a little girl who was only three or four years old on one side.
Little Dragon Girl!
The famous tomb goddess Xiaolongnu is still a little girl who has not grown up, she speaks milkily, and her body exudes a spirit breath, and the little girl who has not officially started cultivation is lively and cute, instead of becoming a cold fairy.
Being held in Zhu Hefeng's arms, the little dragon girl was not angry, but smiled and said, "Master, Long'er is hungry." β
As he spoke, a wave of cuteness spread.
Syllable!
Huang Rong, who was sitting on the side, saw the appearance of the little dragon girl, stretched out a jade hand like white jade, kneaded it on her little face, and said with a smile:
"Long'er is hungry, do you want Sister Rong to feed you!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hands and wanted to take the little girl from Zhu Hefeng's arms.
"Not really!" The little dragon girl turned her head arrogantly, "Sister Rong feeds Long'er, she will definitely be hungry for Long'er." β
"Hehehehe." Hearing what Xiaolongnu said, everyone sitting at the table couldn't help laughing, but Huang Rong, whose cheeks were flushed, couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.
Over the years, the Tomb of the Living Dead has had a very good relationship with Peach Blossom Island, and every once in a while, Huang Yaoshi and his wife, or Huang Rong himself, will come to live in the Tomb of the Living Dead for a period of time.
A few days ago, she just arrived, and she saw that Xiaolongnu hadn't seen her for a while, and she had grown so big. picked up the girl and said that he wanted to feed her.
Who knows, Huang Rong herself is still a little girl who has not fully grown up, feeding the little dragon girl to eat, and always teasing this girl.
At the end, the meal was finished, and the two girls were not full yet. In the end, it was Lin Chaoying who made a cup of jade bee syrup for Xiaolongnu, which could be regarded as filling her stomach.
As for Huang Rong herself, she couldn't even feed a little girl, and she was ashamed to be full.
"Bad Long'er, Sister Rong really hurts you in vain." Huang Rongyu's cheeks blushed, raised a chopstick, hit the little dragon girl's small body, and scolded with a smile in her mouth.
"Hee-hee-hee." The little dragon girl raised her little white hands, covered her little face, turned her head, and let out a burst of hearty laughter.
Seeing this, Li Mochou couldn't bear it anymore and laughed out loud. For a while, two big and one small, the three girls laughed together, filling the entire tomb of the living dead, making the silent and cold atmosphere in the tomb shredded and filled with a cheerful atmosphere.
The laughter washed away the coldness in the ancient tomb, and the popularity of the living waves made the cold Lin Chaoying's sword eyes reveal a trace of warmth.
And in the midst of this laughter, everyone sat around the stone table, and soon all the food was swept away. For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.