So who is the hypocritical appearance?

The Hundred Flowers Fairy has a pair of eyes, her beautiful face is slightly faintly sad, and there is an inexplicable worry in her heart when she looks away, and she holds her breath and grasps it firmly, tightly, and never lets go. I didn't dare to talk to her loudly, for fear of shattering this crystal beauty.

The fairy world has always encouraged more than suppressed love. Otherwise, "only Guanzhou is allowed to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light lamps", the Immortal Emperor and his wife are deeply affectionate, and naturally they are allowed to be a pair. Xianzong has a strange temper, countless fairies only dare to watch from a distance and do not dare to cross the thunder pond half a step, perhaps it is the appearance of the goddess of Dai Zheng today, so that the Hundred Flowers Fairy feels that it is precarious, and regardless of the woman's reserved face, she will take the lead first. Thinking about this idea, the Hundred Flowers Fairy is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Dai Zheng said: "It's a pity, there are no mulberry trees in Qindi in the fairy world, and the Hundred Flowers Fairy is not a young woman who misses her husband in the spring." ”

The little milk tiger rolled over on her lap, her expression lazy, and she squinted her eyes to see the mischievous smile on her delicate lips.

"Agreed. ”

Xianzong's words are like the wind of November, ruthlessly penetrating into the cuffs of the Hundred Flowers Fairy, the flowers are like sitting on pins and needles, and the heart is set to finish the salute, and he justifies himself: "The folk Yandi is in service, countless boudoirs have grievances, and the next immortal is just lamenting that there are lovers who are thousands of miles apart, and it is difficult to become a dependent." How do you know, being distorted by stupid and ignorant people is really stupid as a pig!"

"In the spring of the fourth year of the civil era, Duke Huan of Qi led the combined forces of the princes of Duke Luxu, Duke Huan of Song, Duke Xuan of Chen, Duke Wen of Wei, Duke Wen of Zheng, Duke Mu of Xu, and Duke of Cao Zhao to invade the State of Cai. Cai's army was defeated, and Duke Huan of Qi continued to attack the state of Chu. King Chu Cheng sent a messenger to the army, Hundred Flowers Fairy, do you know what he said?"

"It's the wind and the horses and cows, I'm right. ”

The Hundred Flowers Fairy heard that her face was green, she was a goddess, and today she was going to force her into a dilemma. I was thinking that she would use a profound verse to relieve the pain of lovesickness, but she was ravaged by someone, and Xianzong helped her every sentence.

Dai Zheng nodded: "Immortal Sect is right." ”

"What's the reward?"

Immortal Zong's eyes had some expectation, and Dai Zheng glared at the past angrily.

The Hundred Flowers Fairy's face was embarrassed, how distressed she was. Every night and every day, before waking up and going to bed, the heroic and indifferent face in front of her became more and more pierced in her heart, causing her heart to twitch and twitch, does Xianzong hate her so much?

Baihua was angry, suppressed the fire in her heart, and smiled: "The Immortal Sect Mansion didn't invite the goddess, why did the goddess come?"

The face is not ordinarily thick, the immortal sect invites immortals from all walks of life in the fairy world, not the goddess of Wuyue Prefecture, all the immortals are here, and they have to fall into her face.

Dai Zheng saw the peaches on the crystal plate, big and sweet, red and fluttering, rouge color, greedy eyes and mouth, took a bite and said satisfied: "Smell the fruit, uninvited." ”

Stop biting the peach: "Immortal Sect shouldn't be unwelcome, right?"

Xianzong took the wine, and there was a subtle teasing in his words, as if no one was around, and the cold face he was used to had the warmth of spring: "The beautiful scenery on a good day, accompanied by beauty, is like icing on the cake." ”

Some disbelievers are dumbfounded, the ruthless Immortal Sect in the past can't withstand the beauty of the thousands of softness, let alone the bright and lovely Dai Zheng goddess.

The corners of Dai Zheng's mouth rippled with the spring breeze in March, silently nibbling on peaches. Her eyes were cold with a touch of deep meaning, like the cold wind of a winter night, raging in the dark night.

Baihua doesn't benefit at all.

Qiu Bo moved, suddenly took the wine, and congratulated the Immortal Sect: "The Immortal Sect has worked hard for the Six Realms, and is the best guardian of the Heavenly Realm. ”

Okay, the words aroused everyone's approval, and the unanimous voices present respectfully rose: "Only a cup of warm wine to toast the Immortal Sect, may the Immortal Sect be invincible and invincible." ”

A high-pitched female voice threw to the ground: "What's the matter, the goddess doesn't congratulate the Immortal Sect?"

Dai Zheng can't get half a drop of wine, she knows that Baihua has a set, the skill of Xianzong is obvious to all, it's not that she can shirk it, if she doesn't drink, it will be said that Wuyuezhou's face is narrow.

She smiled slightly, raised the golden gilt crystal cup, the thick smell of wine wafted, the cup touched her lips for a while, and the action of preparing to drink paused: "This god is sensitive to wine, so he will bring tea to the bar." ”

Tea was drunk in one go.

Baihua's hand was clenched in the sleeve, and he didn't expect the goddess to press out her identity. Irony is like a thorn, enveloping her heart in a swift posture, a hundred flowers gnashing their teeth, today's humiliation, the future is long.

Immortal Sect smiled heartily: "The goddess is a cheerful person, don't let the past be repeated." ”

The girl holding the tiger was a little annoyed, and her face was gloomy: "Hmph." ”

Baihua's face raised a gentle raw camellia, fresh and refined, the cup touched the cup in Xianzong's hand, Xianzong's hand swept the back of his hand intentionally or unintentionally, and the subtle teasing gradually climbed up the root of Baihua's ears.

Immortal Sect's heart has a little bit of her!

The flowers are sweet and relishing, and the beautiful face is as fiery red as the sunset.

"It's really affectionate, and the concubine is intentional. ”

Dai Zheng's sleeves were raised, plum blossoms were all over the sky, a little red and gorgeous, with a fairy aura, the immortal sect on the seat was deflated, and a red robe gently and slowly fell back to the unicorn seat.

What's going on?!

A living immortal sect is gone!

The flowers lost their faces, and they supported the surprised body with the red poll chair. Immortal Sect、、How did 、、、、、、、 how could it become like this、、、、

"This red robe has been made by a monster. ”

Yes, from the first glance when I came in, Dai Zheng didn't feel right.

"Yes、、、 what kind of demon is so powerful?"

The hall was shocked, it was the clothes of the Immortal Sect that cast the demon magic, because the fairy qi was in front, the demon qi was inside, and there was a deliberate hidden demon technique, all of which covered the eyes of the heavenly soldiers. When the Immortal Sect is not there, the demon world will come to worship, and it is really a good time.

How can a person who pretends to be asleep wake up? Baihua is disappointed because of the teasing of the fake immortal sect, and second, because Dai Zheng has the heart to see her jokes like a hundred-legged insect eating her heart.

Baihua Heng in front of Dai Zheng, wiping out the touching gentleness, hiding needles in the cotton: "The goddess has been calm and relaxed from the beginning, isn't she watching the jokes of the immortals?"

Ru Mingyue was gentle and clear, and her eyebrows and eyes hung sincerely: "The Immortal Sect is not here, my Wuyue Prefecture has the obligation to supervise the safety of the Immortal Realm, although I came in to see through the fake Immortal Sect, but I don't know who it is? ”

"I think the goddess did it intentionally, taking advantage of the absence of the Immortal Sect, and deliberately got involved with the Immortal Sect. ”

"Oh, whether it's intentional or unintentional, I can live up to heaven and earth. ”

Dai Zheng passed by the side of the hundred flowers, and did not look back, the noble temperament of the goddess was obvious, it was the pride of the beasts as the king, and the beauty of the peacock opening the screen: "The immortals listen to the order! If you return, you will see me immediately. ”

Isn't Baihua afraid that she will have something to do with the Immortal Sect?

She is just as a hundred flowers wish.

"Yes, the next immortal obeys. ”

Baihua is the cactus flower fairy, is the most beloved pearl of Emperor Jing's palm, has always been the stars holding the moon, or the big sun in the sky, or a bright moon, or a drop of brightness in the sea, has always been radiant, the appearance of Dai Zheng is not only to steal the limelight of the flowers, her most beloved immortal sect will inevitably be taken away.

One day, Dai Zheng was playing with the little milk tiger, and Xiaohe came in from pushing the door, smiling like a flower on his face. On her head is a moon-high bun, coiled in the shape of a moon, inlaid with white pearls, simple in style, a fresh purple flower blooms happily, dotted with cardamom years.

The stamens of the flower, the remnant sun is like blood, noble and gorgeous, the magnificent petals stretch out dexterously coquettish, layer by layer, lighter and thinner than the fairy's jade face, the petals are faintly cyan on the edge, spitting a special fragrance.

Dai Zheng said: "Where did this flower come from?"

Xiaohe ran over with a smile, fluttering the beautiful dress of the crimson fire tree and the silver flower fairy, and her childish facial features were full of joy at the moment: "I picked up this flower at the edge of the fairy world, and it was abandoned on the ground. ”

Xiaohe is very happy today, recently Dai Zheng has the company of the little milk tiger, Xiaohe has a lively temperament, and runs out every day with nothing to do.

As soon as the boulder hanging in her heart fell, Dai Zheng looked at the unknown flower and praised: "It's so beautiful." ”

The purple flowers are inserted on the black hairpin, and they move with the rhythm of Xiaohe's speech, which is particularly beautiful.

She said: "The fairy world is not like Wuyue Prefecture, and there are many rules. I heard that Mu Xiang Pavilion raised a lot of flowers and plants, which were planted by Nuwa in ancient times, and there was a clear order in the fairy world not to pick the flowers and plants of Mu Xiang Pavilion. ”

Xiaohe stuck out his tongue: "I know, I'll pay attention." ”

Dai Zheng was about to say a few words, but when she saw Xiaohe's sunny smiling face, she didn't say anything to ruin her interest. Xiaohe is Dai Zheng's hand*, he has always been gentle and straightforward, he has never caused trouble in Wuyuezhou, he has not bare ears and red faces with people, but he is the best to take care of proportion, so when he thinks about it, his heart settles down.

In the afternoon, Dai Zheng soaked in the pool, the water was clear, cool, and soaked in the skin for a moment of calming. Last night, the night snow was frequent, and the dense snowflakes covered a red plum tree outside the window, and the snow dropped on it, becoming sharp awl teeth. In her dreams, she saw her parents with blood on their faces, the people of the Protoss, a beautiful flame, and a woman she didn't know, the most amorous and demonic tone she had ever seen, with a bewitching face, a pair of eyes that were cloudy and unbearable, staring at her deadly.

Recalling the scene in her dream, her heart is still uneasy, the autumn wind trembles like falling leaves, the roses float on the transparent water and gather together, and her heart is not calm for a long time. A small black shadow flashed on the door, and the little milk tiger's legs stepped inside, and saw Dai Zheng bathing, her hair in a bun, her fat and jade skin, her little face was pink and tender, and she ran out as soon as she pulled her feet and twisted her head.

This serious little milk tiger made her laugh.

After bathing, Xiaohe came in to report, and the palace waited for the immortal monarch to ask to see him. Dai Zheng and Fu Hou have a few faces, they can't be said to be friends, he is rash to come to Wuyue Prefecture, what must be the matter, right?

Glancing at the well-behaved little milk tiger, she knew why the Immortal Monarch of the Mansion came.

Really.

Fu Hou Xianjun said: "I heard that the goddess raised a little tiger, and when she appeared in the Xianzong Hall that day, some people were surprised to find that it was a little divine tiger raised by the Immortal Sect. When the Immortal Sect went out, he had already entrusted the Immortal to take care of the little god tiger, can the goddess 、、、、、?"

"What evidence does the Immortal Monarch have to prove that he is the little divine tiger of the Immortal Sect Palace?"