Yi Huang was stunned, and the expression on his face became three points serious, "Don't talk nonsense, you are talented and intelligent, Master still read you to me last month, and he said that he was waiting for you in the upper realm." ”

Rong Yin's eyes reddened: "I know, I also miss Master, but the three senior brothers who are closest to you have all soared, and Senior Brother Yukun has been in retreat all year round, and you don't even have a peer to talk to, so I am reluctant to leave Senior Brother alone in this deserted mountain for a lonely life." ”

Yi Huang looked at the bottom of the mountain, and his voice was clear and cold: "It's lively and lively, the mountain is full of disciples and grandchildren, how can you be lonely." ”

"None of the disciples and grandchildren in the mountains dare to listen to the thoughts of the senior brother, what is the difference between them and the falling snow on the mountain."

What are you afraid of when the snow falls all over the mountain, I am afraid that I am only afraid of people like Zhao Fushuang who are full of mountains, and the roots of the ears cannot be cleaned every day.

Thinking of the purpose of his coming, Rong Yin hesitated: "Senior brother, is the little junior sister okay in the upper realm?" ”

Yi Huang's eyes were slightly silent, "Three hundred years ago, she was able to practice again, and I heard that the cultivation speed was faster than before, and this bad luck can be regarded as her creation." ”

"That'll be fine." Rong Yin breathed a sigh of relief, "Back then, the little junior sister was seriously injured at the hands of the demons, you were angry at the crown, and blocked the demons to the other side of the Red Flame Purgatory with your own strength, who doesn't envy the relationship between you and the junior sister, how can you turn your head and never see each other." ”

Yi Huang's expression was calm and he didn't speak.

Rong Yin said again: "I just feel sorry for you, you love the little junior sister so much, for the sake of the little junior sister, you refined this Mayfly Mountain Heavenly Dao Formation, and became the mountain master who was trapped in the Nether Realm, I never thought that I would turn my head and be separated from the little junior sister, how unfair it is to you." ”

Thinking of the past, Yi Lian was a little silent, the bamboo slip in his hand finally fell on the table, and he slowly filled the teacup before saying: "Everything has a fate, the world just do your best, no need to be attached." ”

Rong Yin gradually breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't dare to ask in the past, but now she learned that her senior brother could let it go, how could it be a happy event.

Rong Yin's tone was obviously brisk, "Senior brother, you are free and easy, and you don't linger in everything, so there is no adversity in your cultivation, and we always want to live forever and cling to the world, but because of this, there are always more ups and downs than good times, when will I be able to do what you do." ”

Yi Huang held the teacup in his palm, and the fragrance of tea wafted.

What's so good about him like this!

Bamboo is born without a heart.

So he is.

I don't know what life is, I don't know what the pain of death is, the so-called seven emotions and six desires are just from word of mouth, and every step is what to do, not what he wants to do.

The world envies him for being free and easy, five thousand years of tirelessness in a hole, how do you know, he has read all the stars, read everything, and can't find anything to make up for the lack of seven feelings in his heart.

Rong Yin also took the teacup, and tasted tea happily, "Senior brother, how are you going to solve that Zhao Fushuang matter?" I've consulted a lot of ancient books recently, and there has never been a precedent like her, so I'm afraid we can't let her into the mountains, so why don't we discuss with her and see if she has any other requests to make? ”

"You don't have to worry about this, she can already enter Ephemera Mountain."

"Really?" Rong Yin was overjoyed, "How did you do it?" ”

Yi Huang pondered: "I'll tell you when I have a chance in the future." ”

In addition to his rational rejection when he first got married, in the future, he can also look at this fetters calmly.

He can do it, but Rong Yin may not be able to, more things are better than less, and he will talk about it when he has the right opportunity in the future.

"Then Zhao Fushuang, did she dream of entering Ephemera Mountain, or did you bring her into Ephemera Mountain?"

"Dream in."

Rong Yin breathed a sigh of relief: "That's okay, she's too weird, if she brings it in, I'm afraid of causing trouble and causing trouble to my senior brother." ”

Yi Huang didn't speak again, in fact, there is not much difference, if it is someone who causes trouble, she will not be worry-free!

......

On the fifth night when Yi Huang went away angrily, Zhao Fushuang saw a fat man on the empty mountain road.

Zhao Fu closed her eyes and meditated, she didn't want to pay attention to it, but this man's crying was too heartbreaking, so he still squatted beside her, crying out of breath, which upset people.

Zhao Fushuang finally spoke out irritably: "No, I said you are a big man, why are you crying?" ”

Hearing Zhao Fushuang's voice, the man was stunned for a moment, and cried even louder, "Ahhhh ”

Monster?

Zhao Fushuang froze: "What, you say it again." ”

The fat man has a big head, a big face, a big nose, small eyes, a small mouth, and tears on his face, which can't be said to be ugly, but can only be said to be ugly.

The man twitched and twitched unconsciously, "Don't you let Bao say ugly?" ”

Zhao Fushuang wanted to roll up his sleeves at that time: "What face do you have to say that I am ugly?" ”

She's just old, and no matter how old she is, she's a dignified old lady!

Man: "I am the third prince of the Fengyu clan, I want to say that whoever is ugly is ugly." ”

Zhao Fushuang was serious: "I'm still the old man of heaven, am I proud?" ”

The man stopped crying, and opened his small eyes that were squeezed by flesh: "...... Sounds better than Po. ”

Scold!

Full of vernacular slang, you tell me that you are a prince?

Tell us, which horn is you, the spoiled prince of the soil?

The Phoenix Feather Clan?

Feng Yu She knows, doesn't it mean phoenix feathers?

I heard that this continent was first with divine beasts and then with people, and tens of thousands of years ago this continent was also flying with divine beasts, but then they all flew away, and no divine beast was willing to stay in this low-level continent.

Zhao Fushuang organized the language, "It means, your family is a bird raiser, and you are responsible for walking the birds, right?" ”

Po cried and hiccuped, and nodded stunnedly: "But ...... Probably this is what it means. ”

Yes!

The milky little tone, "Let me ask you another question, how old are you?" ”

"Po is thirteen years old."

The corners of Zhao Fu's mouth twitched: "...... Disrespectful! ”

Thirteen-year-old age, thirty-year-old body, this combination, really stupid and cute!

The important thing is that she, a person in her more than four hundreds, has been arguing with a thirteen-year-old baby for so long!

There is a loss of conscience!

Zhao Fushuang said a human word, "Don't cry, this is a dream, you will go out at dawn, if you cry again, I will really beat you!" ”

Ah Bao hiccuped, "If you dare to hit Ah Bao, my father will definitely set a divine fire to burn you." ”

Zhao Fu pouted, "I'm so afraid." ”

She was in no mood to tease the child and began to meditate.

As soon as he settled down, the child began to cry again.

Zhao Fu had a headache: "What are you crying again?" ”

Thirty-year-old face Thirteen-year-old cute voice: "Po is hungry." ”

Zhao Fushuang: "I'm old, don't lie to me, you are a soil prince, no matter how soil, it is also your father's treasure, it is unreasonable to sleep hungry." ”

"Po likes to eat, no matter the day, as long as he is awake, he likes to eat."

"Okay, you're reasonable." Zhao Fushuang grabbed a handful of hundred-year-old purple salvia from the space container and threw it to Bao: "You're so fat, eat some grass and scrape oil!" ”