Fourth Counterattack Plane: The Love of the Immortal Corpse King35
"......" Speaking of Mo Xiaomo, the smile in Mo Hua's eyes became thicker and thicker, and even his voice added a little lightness: "Speaking of Allure, when I first met her, she was still a flower bone that had not yet bloomed and only had spiritual sense. Since the body was not there, I couldn't transform into a shape, so I entrusted her to Fuyao. At this point, he paused before he continued: "But I never thought that I would go around and go around to Brother Qing, and become Brother Qing's apprentice." ”
Hou Tu nodded clearly, picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip. He cleared his throat and beckoned a silver-haired boy with a somewhat stiff face to come closer.
When he was ......, Mo Xiaomo finally understood why Houqing wanted her to accompany him...... For for the next two whole hours, she was deeply impressed by the eloquence of this goddess! Mo Xiaomo secretly sighed in his heart, she is worthy of being a Houtu Niangniang, talking and doing things and dressing up is different from ordinary immortals, not only the robes are glamorous, but they are also preachy, and they are also distinctive! I talked for two hours in a row, and there was no pause in between!
However, Hou Qing was a little mixed, he left his post without permission, and he just ate and slept at home and beat Doudou. But just three months ago, Lu Wu was really hacked.
Mo Xiaomo thought to himself in his heart, he was also a little more ruthless, but she was very happy with the Kunlun fan that came from the black......
It is said that three months ago, when Houqing carried a bun Mo and floated leisurely to the camp in Jizhou, he happened to meet Lu Wu, who was going out to find wine and drink.
As far as Lu Wu is a fairy, how to say that he is also a god of the famous side, he has a high shelf on weekdays, and what he looks down on the most is the rough man who drinks and punches on the wine table, but this thing is a real drunkard. Whenever there is a quiet night in the dead of night, this noble gentleman will find a clean place, pretend to raise a glass to invite the moon, and sing about the wine.
And although Hou Qing's thousand-year-old cannon fodder has become a little uncertain, his popularity is good. He and Lu Wu can also be regarded as having a good relationship. Hou Qing placed the meat dumplings in his arms, and the two brothers found a secluded place to drink and talk about life.
Will Hou Qing be so kind? Hell knows!
Under the Breeze Pavilion. Looking at Lu Wu who raised his cup and raised his head to drink it all, a clear light flashed in Houqing's lilac phoenix eyes, if Mo Xiaomo was here, he would know that this cliff was going to calculate people! Yes, he has a crush on an object, and he feels troublesome when he asks for it, and the one in front of him should be the best candidate. To sum up, he is helpful and hard-working.
Lu Wu is an alcoholic, but he is an alcoholic who has no alcohol at all. As soon as a few Qiong brewing recipes passed through his mouth, he couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest. And then...... Then Hou Qingyu went to the Yao Pond of Kunlun Mountain to catch the fairy dragonfish.
If he just fell in love with the Arowana, it would be fine, but it wasn't. Hou Qing really took a fancy to the Kunlun fan in the hands of the Queen Mother of the West. And this Kunlun fan is kept close to the Queen Mother of the West all day long, and it is said that it will not be taken off even when taking a bath. Hou Qing disdained to steal it, but he could find a new way......
When they arrived at Yaochi, Lu Wu and a fierce son with a red spirit plunged into Yaochi. A few carp caught a lot of dragon fish, and Hou Qing stood on the lotus flower on the Yao Pond, waved his robe sleeves and collected the fish caught by Lu Wu one by one. This fairy dragon fish is an immortal thing in the fairy world Yao Pond, and eating it is a rising cultivation. As a god, Hou Qing doesn't need this. But, didn't he still raise a white bun waiting to be fed~?
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