Wei Huahua was the last to enter the water cliff cave, and she didn't have a chance to see the dust mirror.

Wang Yuyuan is on the same page as her, and she is the sister recognized by the dust mirror.

Under Wang Yuyuan's strong opposition, it was impossible for Zhuyin Sanren to ignore this opinion, and the intention of sending Wei Huahua back was born at that time.

But how could Wei Huahua easily let go of this great opportunity to meet the young sect master of the Dao Immortal Sect?

In the end, under her shaking of her lips and tongue, Zhuyin Sanren still took into account the decency of the master of some Yin Sect and agreed to follow her.

Wei Huahua cherished this hard-won opportunity, and at that moment she took a deep breath, with great apprehension, and also picked up her body and flew into the water cliff cave.

As soon as Wei Huahua entered the Water Cliff Cave, she was fascinated by the beautiful scenery in front of her and was a little confused.

She saw a peerless beautiful young man standing in front of the cave and greeted them with a smile.

The young man was dressed in a purple robe that was obviously good, wearing a crown of colorful hibiscus overflowing with sunshine, and two crescent-like thick eyebrows on his face, and under a slight smile, it seemed that the whole person had turned into a brilliant peach blossom.

Such a beautiful scenery in the world made Wei Huahua dizzy.

Although Wang Yuyuan had seen the dust mirror many times, she still couldn't help but blush at this moment.

It's really that the appearance of the dust mirror is too amazing, especially for women, and it has indescribable lethality.

Not only Wei Huahua and Wang Yuyuan, but even Zhuyin Sanren, an old woman who is over 1,000 years old, is now in a trance.

She never imagined that this dusty mirror, the young sect master of the Dao Immortal Sect, would be such a handsome young man.

Fortunately, Zhuyin Sanren quickly came back to his senses, and listened to the dust mirror and said: "Thanks to my predecessors for allowing me to retreat here, I borrowed the love of protecting the Dharma from the ground, and the kid kept it in mind." ”

As he spoke, he clenched his fists and shook them.

Zhuyin Sanren hurriedly returned the salute, and seized the opportunity to close: "The young sect master is polite!" The old man heard Yuan'er say that the two of you are sisters and brothers, since they are sisters and brothers, then the sound is also the home of the young sect master, so there is no need to be so polite! ”

Dusty Mirror smiled politely, then looked at Wang Yuyuan and replied to Zhuyin: "What the predecessor said is that Sister Yuyuan's home is also the boy's home!" ”

There was no estrangement in the words of the dust mirror, and the bamboo sound sanren immediately thickened the old face, and further set it closely:

"Since the young sect master said so, then don't call the seniors, it's weird. If the young sect master doesn't dislike it, then call me Aunt Zhuyin, and I'll call the young sect master Jing'er the same as Yuan'er, right? ”

Dust Mirror's seniority is extremely high, no matter how thick-skinned Ren Zhuyin is, she doesn't dare to let Dust Mirror call her any master, uncle or something, so she can only start from the ordinary name.

Rao is like this, and it seems that she is a little embarrassed.

Because in this way, she is the same generation as the master of the dust mirror, Fuheng Ancestor, even those old immortal god Taishang elders in Tianji Valley are one generation younger than her, which is not a small advantage.

"Mirror? It seems that no one calls me Jing'er except Master......"

Although Dust Jing felt that something was not quite right in his heart, he still nodded subconsciously because of Wang Yuyuan's face.

Seeing that the dust mirror nodded, Zhuyin Sanren immediately struck while the iron was hot: "Regarding the matter of the title, let's just decide, everyone don't stand, sit down and talk!" ”

Zhuyin Sanren let the dust mirror into the living room, and instructed Wei Huahua: "Flowers? Why don't you hurry up and bring the best spiritual tea and spiritual wine for the teacher, Jing'er has just set up a baby, and you must need to make up for it, but don't take some unsightly things to make up for it! ”

Wei Huahua immediately left, but finally reluctantly glanced at the dust mirror and the colorful hibiscus crown worn on the dust lens.

Since the Yuan Infant entered the body, the fishtail crown that was originally hairpinned by the dust mirror fell off, and then the current hibiscus crown was born.

This crown is no different from the one worn on the head of the dust mirror Yuanying, all of them are colorful colors, and the glow is long, eye-catching and abnormal.

The dust mirror has long been surprised by this, and there is more than one unexplained miracle phenomenon in him.

Whether it is the impermanent seal that ordinary people can't see in the center of the eyebrows, or the huge and incomparable colored disc in the sea of knowledge, it is more strange than this colorful hibiscus crown.

Wei Huahua was not the only one who was attracted by this colorful hibiscus crown, except for Qin Xian, who was always following behind the dust mirror, no one was not eyed by the dust mirror's hair crown.

But they didn't want to ask rashly, so they all pinned their hopes on Wang Yuyuan, who had the closest relationship with the dust mirror.

But Wang Yuyuan pretended not to understand everyone's eyes, even if she wanted to know the answer.

In Wang Yuyuan's opinion, now that so many people are gathered together, if she asks, the dust mirror will definitely tell the truth in order to take care of her face.

If the dust mirror wants to talk about it, it's okay, if she doesn't want to say it, she becomes the person who forced the dust mirror in disguise, and she doesn't want to force the dust mirror.

Just when everyone was secretly guessing the function of the colorful hibiscus crown in their hearts, Wei Huahua had already presented it with the fruit tea treasured by Zhuyin Sanren.

Wei Huahua gave the first fruit tea to the dust mirror first, she placed the cups and plates, and said to the dust mirror: "Brother Jing may not know me, then I will introduce myself first, I am Wei Huahua, the door master of the Yin Yimen, and in the future, Brother Jing can directly call me Sister Hua!" ”

Listening to Wei Huahua's shameless words, Wang Yuyuan's face immediately turned black.

Dust Jing was about to get up and return the salute to Wei Huahua, but when he saw Wang Yuyuan's ugly face, he sat still and didn't move, just nodded lightly.

And after the dust mirror nodded, he immediately closed his eyes, and he didn't mean to talk to Wei Huahua at all.

Wei Huahua was still not giving up, so she wanted to continue to talk and ask about the use of the colorful hibiscus crown of the dust mirror.

But the angry scolding of Zhuyin Sanren sounded in his mind: "Idiot! If you don't step back quickly, if you dislike the young sect master, can you afford it? ”

Wei Huahua immediately retreated in panic, she quickly served a portion of the fruit tea to everyone, and finally took her own share, and sat down indignantly.

Looking at the face on Wei Huahua's face, which was a hundred times more ugly than herself, Wang Yuyuan's expression was soothed, and at the same time, the sound of the dust mirror sounded in her ears:

"Sister, but I don't deal with this Wei Huahua?"

Wang Yuyuan replied: "Hmm! Rivals! ”

"Do you want your brother to help you clean her up?"

"This is my sister's own grievance, so my brother shouldn't be more involved in cause and effect!"

The dust mirror paused for a while, and then said again: "Thank you, sister, this time, you are willing to take such a big risk for me!" ”

Hearing this, Wang Yuyuan suddenly smiled with relief and replied: "As long as you succeed in setting up a baby!" ”

Hearing this, an inexplicable warmth suddenly surged in Dust Mirror's heart, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled.

(End of chapter)