Chapter 113: Foggy Pool
Sure enough, there is no speculation about this little female cultivator who can be regarded as the follower of the Holy Lord, and in ten days, the patriarch of the Qingluan clan received such a message: The cold house is poor, and I am afraid that the Holy Lord will be wronged here, although the scenery is elegant, I am afraid that the Holy Lord will delay the major events of the Holy Lord's cultivation.
In a few words, the meaning of wanting the patriarch of the Qingluan clan to invite the Holy Lord back is self-evident.
The little female cultivator who followed the class looked like she could understand the transmission note of the master of the qin heart, and after thinking about it for a while, the possibility of suffering a loss with the character of the holy lord was basically zero, so what did the transmission note of the master of the qin heart mean? Why is there a little helplessness in it?
With such a question, the patriarch of the Qingluan clan took the little follower of the Holy Lord to the Kongcui Mountain Range, where the Jiao Clan was located.
When they arrived at the Qin Garden, the owner of the Qin Heart, who had always prided himself on his own identity and prided himself on elegance, greeted him with a look of surprise on his face.
At this point, the patriarch of the Qingluan clan was a little surprised in his heart, could it be that something happened to the Holy Lord?
She didn't make any more polite gestures to this elegant piano master, but asked directly, "What about the Holy Lord?"
If it was a normal day, the master of Qinxin would know that he was a little out of shape when he heard such a question, but now he was a little careless, so he only heard him say: "The Holy Lord is soaking in the hot spring in the Wuwu Pond, the patriarch is here, please." ”
Soaking in the hot springs, the Holy Lord really has the talent to go with the flow.
The fog and the pond were full of white smoke, and in the mist, I saw a figure with a white towel on his head soaked in it, and in the steam, his not very fair skin revealed a healthy red.
And although he closed his eyes, he could see that he was enjoying it very much.
At this moment, a slightly sharp voice suddenly sounded: "Holy Lord, do you want Feng Qi to play a piece of fairy music for you?" ”
When the voice came out on the shore, I saw a beautiful young man with slightly pale and transparent skin leaning handsomely against the big tree on the shore. He also had a spiritual grass in his mouth, as if he couldn't see the pleasant appearance of the Holy Lord, and he said sarcastically.
After a while, a low but clear voice came from the foggy pool: "Feng Qi has a heart, so let's have a pipa song first." ”
Feng Qi was obviously not very old, and when he heard this, he put the spirit grass in his mouth aside: "It's really going to be an inch." ”
The Holy Lord said disappreciatively, "Is Feng Qi shy?" ”
When Feng Qi heard this, a touch of blush flew on his originally pale face, and he opened his mouth a little irritably and snorted three times: "Bah, bah!" A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory. ”
"Feng Qi actually knows how to use idioms, congratulations." The Holy Lord's voice flew again with the catkins-like mist: "Next, you should change into women's clothes and learn how to be a shrew." ”
These words made Feng Qi's face immediately turn red. That's right, Feng Qi is a real girl, but she just doesn't like to wear fancy women's clothes. At this time, she felt that she must have forgotten something when she was transforming, and she felt that she should obviously be a man! How did he give birth to a delicate figure, Feng Qi was worried about this matter, of course, he was dutifully playing the role of a beautiful boy.
It's this holy lord. is also her master, who knows all this, and always has nothing to take out to stimulate her twice.
"Phew! You're just learning how to be a shrew. Feng Qi knew that every time he talked to his master, nothing good would come of it, but if he didn't let her say it, it would be better to kill her.
"Feng Qi. Don't underestimate a shrew, a qualified shrew, first of all, you must be able to put down your body and sprinkle. Secondly, it is necessary to have a quick mind, excellent imagination and judgment, and finally, to have a fairly good eloquence, of course. There must also be instantaneous explosive power, but the buffer time of this explosive force can be shortened to a minimum. In this way, you can sprinkle and completely suppress the other party, in comparison, Feng Qi, you are too tender. ”
This voice was not in a hurry or slowly, and Feng Qi, who listened to it, gritted her teeth, anyway, she just said that this master was it.
However, Feng Qi's face was a little shrewd and strange, and he suddenly changed his words and said, "Yesterday, I heard that the girl who was the master of the qin heart was counting down the master of the qin heart. ”
The owner of the hot spring doesn't seem to be accommodating, and he has an attitude of allowing you Feng Qi to talk casually.
Feng Qi was not polite, he even learned from the little girl with a tone and a tune, and said with his fingers like a few treasures: "This holy lord has only been here for ten days, and he has used up the Brahma incense that has been stored in our Qin Garden for tens of thousands of years, the reason is that when this incense is boiled into tea, the spiritual tea has a refreshing aroma. This voice was not without complaints, and Feng Qi's eyebrows followed the provocation, looking vivid: "Also, he actually used the purple maple wood that his master had obtained so hard to use to make tea!" Master! That's what you used to make the piano! The purple maple has long been extinct, and that piece of purple maple is the only one in the Three Realms! ”
As soon as these words fell, a murmur was heard in the twilight: "No wonder there was a strange smell when the tea was brewed that day, I see." ”
Hearing this, Difeng Qi choked, she accepted the learned appearance, and hummed: "That little girl is like a treasure, saying that the master took out the single horn in their library and carved it into a chess piece." ”
When the Holy Lord heard this, he was happy and said, "They don't need to be grateful to me, there are so many one-horns piled up there, rather than moldy and spoiled, it is better to make peculiar chess pieces to cultivate their sentiments." ”
Feng Qi sneered when he heard this: "Master, that is the only relic left by the ancestors of the Jiao Clan after their fall. ”
After Feng Qi finished speaking, the Holy Lord suddenly realized: "I didn't expect the ancestors of the Jiao Clan to be so prescient, those single horns are no more and no less, just the number of chess pieces, and I suddenly feel that they are playing a big game of chess." ”
Feng Qi only felt the corners of her eyebrows twitching slightly, this was the fact that she never wanted to admit that the Holy Lord was her master, with such a master, she only felt discouraged, every time she thought about it, she just wanted to burst into tears and sigh how hard fate was for her.
"Master, the master of the Qin Heart worriedly sent a note to the patriarch of the Qingluan clan." Feng Qi said sarcastically, saying that he had stayed for the last month, but after only a few days, he was impatiently sent away.
When the Holy Lord heard this, he said with regret: "A month is indeed too long, now you should take the cultivation first, in this case, you and I don't have to bother again, although the master of the qin heart is very hospitable, I can only let him down, come back after a while." ”
Feng Qi nodded, and the Holy Lord finally understood that the other party was sending off guests.
Then I heard the Holy Lord say: "This Wuwu Wutan is really good, if you want to come to the Qinxin host's hospitality, you shouldn't refuse me to take this Wutan." ”
When Feng Qi heard this, he only felt that the sky was spinning, and the master actually wanted to take away the Wuwu Pond, where the aura of the Empty Cui Mountain was the strongest! If this happens, the owner of the piano heart will have to vomit blood and fall!