Chapter 58: Rinko the Little Fox
Who doesn't know that Wind Night Heart is the brightest star of the younger generation of the Wind God Temple? Even the most dazzling star in the entire cultivation world, there is no one.
In terms of cultivation and strength, she is a well-deserved first person in the younger generation, and the youngest earth immortal master in Great Xia.
In terms of talent and qualifications, she is favored by heaven, and she is a natural silent person who is rare to see in a hundred years, and she is lucky and invincible.
In terms of identity and status, she is the daughter of King Fengling and the princess of Fengling River. At a young age, he became a god of wind and was regarded as the successor of the next generation of saints.
In terms of appearance and temperament, it is the best of the best......
In short, she is the most perfect Taoist companion in the hearts of almost all the young talents of Great Xia, from which point on, she is high and admirable, and among the younger generation, no one can stand out.
It's a pity that because of her status as a divine servant, she is destined to be lonely for the rest of her life, and everyone only dares to think in their hearts at most, how could she suddenly be demoted to a foreign affairs deacon and marry someone at the speed of light......
It is necessary to know that the status of the priest of the Wind Temple is special, and theoretically everything belongs to the wind god, and even the Holy Maiden of the Great Wind cannot be easily punished, and there is only one possibility for her to be suddenly demoted: the holiness that she must maintain is defiled in some way......
Who in this room doesn't know this? Naturally, when he thought of one place, his eyes were all fixed on Zhao Feichen's face, full of incredulous gazes.
Among them, the person with the most distorted expression is none other than Deacon Yu, whose fat face is blue and white, as if he has been slapped by someone who has been pulled by his ears, and he wants to cry without tears...... Feng Yexin's fiancΓ©, isn't it the quasi-son-in-law of King Fengling? He offended his future uncle ruthlessly, can he have good fruits to eat in the future?
Zhao Feichen was stared at by these people uncomfortably, and couldn't help but take two steps back.
He Qiao'er's eyes were gloomy and she bowed her head silently.
Everyone retracted their gaze one after another, and Elder Taiguan said dryly: "Since Her Royal Highness the Holy Maiden has a different attitude, we must respect it. It is better to take this person to the Wind King Hall as soon as possible, and let the prince, His Highness, and the elders of the four spirits discuss together. β
A few people next to him nodded their heads, even Dongfang County, who had been fighting against Elder Taiguan, was no exception, all of them frowned, their faces turned black, and no one looked good.
The Holy Maiden alone may not be able to twist the Four Spirit Venerables, but with the addition of the Fengling King, who is also heavy, the situation is very different. Who doesn't know that the Fengling King is the most protective, maybe for the sake of his daughter, he really gritted his teeth and reached an agreement with his mortal enemy for hundreds of years!
Once the Wind Tomb King and the Wind God Temple join forces and want to do something, not to mention the Four Spirit Venerables, even if Emperor Xia is in person, he will have to pinch his nose and admit it. The artifact in Zhao Feichen's hand, Xia Ting and the Xiuzhen Alliance naturally didn't even think about it.
Deacon Yu suddenly rushed in front of Zhao Feichen at a lightning speed, nodded and said, "Brother Zhao, go this way, go this way." The fat on his cheeks trembled with laughter, like a cheerful and flattering hap.
Except for the girl in the fiery red shirt who pouted and squinted her eyes and looked at him with contempt, no one ridiculed him, obviously knowing Deacon Yu's embarrassment.
Zhao Feichen is far less brainy than these people, and before he can figure out the situation, he was given goosebumps by the coquettish smile on Deacon Yu's fat face, and secretly wondered if this guy had taken the wrong medicine.
Under the guidance of Deacon Yu, Zhao Feichen took a few steps forward, and suddenly found that He Qiao'er was not following him, so he couldn't help but turn his head and say, "Let's go!" Why don't you move. β
He Qiao'er shook her head timidly.
Deacon Yu said cautiously: "This girl is not a cultivator, and she has no official status, so I am afraid that she will not be able to enter the Wind King Palace." Brother Zhao just rest assured, the little one will recruit someone to serve her, and keep it safe and ...... properly."
Seeing him grinding, the red-shirted girl pouted impatiently: "With the vacant nature of Feng Yexin, can you tolerate a maid who is eye-to-eyed with her husband?" Hmph, Archdeacon Yu, even if you want to shoot the future horse master's ass, don't shoot it in the wrong place. It didn't make a fuss, but it was swallowed by a tiger. β
Deacon Yu's fat face turned pale, unconsciously moved away from He Qiao'er, and said with a dry smile: "Miss Rinko is joking, how can the princess be a tigress...... Ahem, I mean, the princess has always been kind to us, not like that, not like that. β
When he said this, his eyes avoided He Qiao'er like a hot fire, and he said to Zhao Feichen: "Brother Zhao, let's go quickly!" It's hard to keep a few elders, Deacon Dongfang, and of course, Miss Rinko waiting for a long time. She...... She's fine here. β
Zhao Feichen said helplessly: "Okay! He went over and told He Qiao'er to come into the house and stay well, and then leave with Deacon Yu.
Taiguan and Dongfang Jun glanced at each other and walked forward, while the red-shirted girl named Rinko deliberately fell behind, side by side with Zhao Feichen, tilting her head and looking at him.
Zhao Feichen could only pretend not to squint, and walked stiffly for a long time. The red-shirted woman suddenly leaned into his ear and said, "Hey, you really made that iceberg girl who has not changed for thousands of years?" Tell me, did she push you, or did you push her? β
She is not very old, her beautiful eyes are shining, her black eyes are like hair, her face is flushed, as bright as a red shirt on her body, and her skin is snow-white, especially her body fragrance is drunk, her breath is like an orchid, and her smile looks very charming.
Zhao Feichen stumbled under his feet: "You, don't talk nonsense!" β
The red-shirted woman sneered: "What, dare not do it?" β
Zhao Feichen stammered: "I ...... I didn't do anything. β
"Really?" The red-shirted woman looked incredulous, pointed to the tip of her nose and said, "Ye Rin, you can call me Miss Rinko with Archdeacon Yu." If you are lucky not to be eaten and wiped clean this time, Miss Ben would like to talk to you about life, about the world, especially if you want to ask you how to keep warm when sleeping on the snow iceberg. β
Zhao Feichen said weakly: "I didn't sleep ......"
Ye Rin pushed his shoulder with his little hand, and said with great interest: "Hurry up, hurry up, Miss Ben really wants to see what you look like when she sees you later......
She gloated with a grim face: "...... pretended to be holier than anyone else, like an iceberg snow lotus, thanks to those guys with eyes and beads who touted her all day long, and hated to bow and worship under her fairy skirt. It turns out that he is only scratching a fox in his bones, and he is embarrassed to look down on others, hehe. β
Zhao Feichen can also see it, this Miss Rinko seems to be familiar with Feng Yexin, and it seems that she is still deeply entangled.
Deacon Yu's face was not very good-looking: "Miss Rinko, this is the Fengling River Wind King's Mansion, not the Nine-Tailed Cliff of your Qingqiu Mountain, I hope to be cautious, don't slander the princess." β
Ye Rin glanced at him and snorted coquettishly: "Miss Ben is talking to people, which is your turn to interject, not to mention what is slander?" It's clear that the facts are there. If you don't let me say it, I want to say it, not only do I want to say it, but I also want her to scratch the fox, scratch the fox, scratch the fox, and bite me if she doesn't accept it! β
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