Feng Xiyue was taken aback, he was indeed the "Spirit Immortal" in Qiantong's mouth!

Xiyue looked left and right, and slowly walked forward, slowly approaching Hua Wuchen's back.

"Uh, that ......" Xiyue rubbed her hands.

Hua Wuchen didn't speak, but took out a free hand and patted the vacant seat beside him, "Sit down." ”

"Oh." Feng Xiyue sat down honestly.

Under the sunset, the clouds drifting quietly in the sky, the clear water stream flowing freely, and the backs of the two are as beautiful as a fantasy.

Hua Wuchen still stared at Yu Fu seriously, and his voice was calm: "You know why I came?" ”

Feng Xiyue nodded, was silent for a while, and suddenly thought: "No, if you treat your legs, you will treat your legs, why did you appear in Zhurongzhou?" ”

Hua Wuchen frowned, only to see the fish float into the water and sink, he elegantly lifted the fishing rod, and a green and daisy brocade fish was pulled out of the water by the water.

"Naturally, I went to find materials to make my legs."

"The meteorite?"

Hua Wuchen nodded and took the golden fish and put it into the bamboo basket on his side, the bamboo basket was half immersed in the water, and the fish resumed to swim quietly after being put in.

Feng Xiyue looked down at the fish he caught, and then turned his head to look at the courtyard building behind him that was about to be finished, he was very idle, and he came to treat his legs and look like he wanted to stay here for a long time.

Thinking about it, Qian Tong has not given up the idea of treating leg diseases for a hundred years, and he has tried all the exercises and formations, but all of them have had little effect, and finally he had to change directions to make a flexible enough machine spirit to replace the activities of the lower limbs. And where the machine spirit is flexible enough to do what it says, it naturally takes more time and energy.

Feng Xiyue nodded and muttered to herself: "Well, you have worked hard to make weapons for him, and it is indeed a protracted battle. ”

"Huh?" After Hua Wuchen heard her muttering, he turned his head quietly: "No, it's just a leg, it's a trivial matter." ”

Feng Xiyue froze.

Hua Wuchen continued, as if he had gained a great advantage: "I heard from Qiantong that your Shuizemen has a magic circle to resist the transmission of letters, and the magic circle can even reply automatically, so I came here to do it just to push the boat down the river to return my favors." In other words, the magic circle is really extraordinary, it is a lot cleaner at once, and the beach behind me, I like it very much. ”

Xiyue was puzzled: "You also owe money?" ”

Hua Wuchen shook his head slowly, showing helplessness: "No, there are too many love letters I received, and some of them can't be handled." ”

The corners of Feng Xiyue's eyes twitched: "Forehead ......"

Feng Xiyue admits that he is indeed handsome, but he is not shocking, he is just an ordinary monk immortal robe, and he is dragging a few long silks, and he is not afraid of stumbling in a fight...... It should be his indispensable showmanship every time he appears, right?

It's really strange that those showmanships can neither deter the enemy nor have any offensive power, and can charm a large number of girls to write love letters just because they are good-looking?

This is too outrageous, Feng Xiyue doesn't believe it.

Is it the girl who is abnormal? Or is he lying?

Out of curiosity, Feng Xiyue and Hua Wuchen left Bishui Creek after chatting, and rushed straight to the formation of the mountain gate to find out......

The mountain gate is majestic, the plaque of "Mizusawa Gate" is flanked by two optimus jade pillars that rise from the ground, and under the jade pillar is the overlapping jade steps that are spread down the mountain like a long snake, and there is no end in sight.

The magic circle of the Mizusawa Gate is located at the place where the jade pillar and the jade steps are linked.

Feng Xiyue stood outside the mountain gate, facing the direction of the mountain gate, and turned her hand to cast a spell to win the trust.

I saw bursts of golden light from the magic circle, and a row of divine papers popped out from all corners of the magic circle in the golden light, all of which were letters from Hua Wuchen.

Feng Xiyue sorted it into a stack and read it one by one.

After reading a rough idea, I found that except for some letters from the female disciples of the Muyin Sect, which can be regarded as love letters, the rest were all scolding him!

The love letters include the great beauty Ji Wei that Feng Xiyue has seen, full of thoughts and friendship, it seems that the two have a close relationship, and the scolding letters come from all over the world.

There are those who scold him for not being able to return the money, some scold him for stealing steel and refusing to return it, and there is even a rough man full of foul language who insults him for abducting his daughter-in-law......

The piles and piles are not a glorious thing, no wonder he doesn't dare to look at it, even if he does, he doesn't know how to go?

This letter of angry scolding and cursing made Xiyue lean back with laughter, and the laughter went straight down the mountain.

At this moment, a figure appeared behind the rugged rocks on the side of the jade steps, and the figure flashed into the afterglow of the wind and moon.

"Who?"

Xiyue smiled and looked curiously.

I saw a ragged and unkempt man poking his head out from behind the rock not far away, and only after seeing that it was Feng Xiyue who took off his guard, he gradually revealed the appearance of his whole body—it was actually Han Moli, the young palace master of Zixiao Palace!

His original gorgeous clothes were torn and broken, the purple and gold-woven tribute silk sleeves were also drawn, and the jeweled fried thread that adorned the hem of the shirt was turned out in half, and the broken thread was twisted into a ball and swayed at the hem.

"Why are you here?"

Feng Xiyue walked over quickly, seeing his pale and weak face, she thought that he had been attacked by some master, until she walked to the rock and saw the iron pot on the ground, and realized that she was thinking too much.

There are a few scraps of wood under the iron pot, and the pot is filled with leftover boiled leaves.

Han Moli clutched his stomach and complained weakly: "The leaves of your Kanshan are poisonous...... ...... vomit"

Before he could finish speaking, he turned his head and vomited, and the sour water gushing out of his stomach rolled melon seeds, cashew nuts, walnuts, pine cones and other shell fragments and sprayed on the ground.

A sour smell hit the air, Xiyue twisted the tip of her nose in disgust, and out of pity, she slapped him on the back with a free hand.

Xiyue patted him on the back and asked, "Good and decent, what are you eating our leaves?" ”

Han Moli raised his head angrily, waved his hand angrily, and said, "If there are wild wolves and hares to eat, this palace will be too idle to eat leaves?" ”

Feng Xiyue suddenly became embarrassed, her eyes blinking.

In order to sell the herbs for the sake of the spirit before, I had already made the mountains bald! Not to mention that there are no wild wolves and hares, not even a berry in the belly of the fruit grows.

"Then you are lying outside our mountain gate, is there something wrong?"

"What else could it be? Isn't it still for the pile of jade?! ”

"Huh?" Xiyue was shocked.

Xi Yue was about to say something to drive him away, but before he could say anything, he vomited violently again, bowing his head and vomiting up, this time all the vomit was clear and yellow sour water.

It's also pitiful!

Xiyue is the most soft-hearted, she has always been unable to see others weak and embarrassed, and when she sees him like this, she can't help but think of her fellow brothers and sisters who have been hungry for a few years.

"It's okay, just sell you some, and let the junior brothers and sisters have an extra meal."

Han Mo was stunned, straightened up as if he had gained divine power, and shouted excitedly: "Really? ”

Xiyue nodded: "But I only promised to sell you a little bit, so as to solve your obsession, whether it can be sold or not has to be nodded by the master, and I can help you talk about it." ”

Han Mo burst out laughing happily, the laughter became louder and louder, and it was gradually outrageous, and he actually looked a little crazy.

"Good, great! Hahahahaha! ”

Xiyue shrank her face and squinted at him, wondering for a moment if he was really crazy?

"Then let's go, I'll take you into the mountain gate."

"Hmm."

Then Xiyue turned around and led the way, and climbed down the jade steps towards the mountain gate.

Han Moli was about to follow, and just raised his leg and walked two steps, he suddenly froze in place, his face pale.

"Wait!"

Xiyue looked back in confusion, thinking what kind of demon he wanted to be?

He covered his stomach and ran behind the rocks in the distance in a hurry, and when he reached the rocks, there was a gurgling sound, and in a moment a foul smell wafted out......

———

When Feng Xiyue led Han Moli into the mountain gate, Han Moli twisted and pinched along the way, covering his stomach for a while and blocking his butt for a while, for fear of embarrassment in front of more people.

Xiyue squinted at him and laughed all the way.

She talked to Han Moli as she walked, full of admiration: "I said that you are also persistent enough, and you have become such an embarrassed person and still don't give up buying jade." If my disciples of the Mizusawa Gate can learn from you three points, they will definitely be Jindan and have a good reputation in Kyushu. ”

Han Moli has never been modest and humble, and he became proud of Feng Xiyue's praise: "That is, it was with this persistence that my father won my mother's heart. My mother's face is the most beautiful in the world, even the goddess of Wa Huang back then is dwarfed......"

Feng Xiyue rolled her eyes and said in her heart: Isn't this just shameless?

The two walked all the way to the main hall, but when they arrived at the door of the main hall, Xiyue suddenly stopped, and told Han Moli, who had been chattering, to shut up and silence him.

I saw that the door of the main hall was closed, and there was an unfamiliar voice in the hall, the voice was low and heavy, like an old man.

"No one thought that the white colored stone would be cultivated into a human form, and now that the white colored stone has returned to the main owner, he is not dead in vain, alas...... Three cylinders! ”