Everyone's eyes turned to Jun Yi again.

Jun Yi's expression was calm, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Jia Zhuang couldn't see him like this, and scolded Jun Yi for pretending to be garlic in his heart. What kind of high wind and bright festival to pretend to be pure and have few desires, I bah!

It's not like you're looking for a woman behind everyone's back!

After he scolded in his heart, he asked Jun Yi, "Shenzun, you have to say a few words about this, how can this woman hold your token Qingyu......?

"Isn't it just holding the green jade? She is an internal disciple of my Qingyun Immortal Sect, why can't she have a token?"

Feng Wuwei didn't speak out until this time, this Jia Zhuang clearly wanted to take the opportunity to provoke him and his senior brother. People are personally selected by him, and he cannot deny it. The token is also genuine, and he cannot deny it.

Before that, he didn't know that Qingchen had a relationship with his senior brother, and it was his dereliction of duty to cause such a situation. Even a fly would have to swallow it.

The same thing must never be done again!

But this fly is not what he wants to swallow.

Jia Zhuangpi laughed twice: "Sanzun, this matter is not just a matter of fooling around." It is a fact that this girl holds the personal token of the Divine Venerable, and she has appointed a disciple for you, if you want to say that she has nothing to do with the Divine Venerable and you, who will believe it?"

A sentence of relationship, once again successfully made Feng Wuwei grind his teeth, Jia Zhuang's intention to bring up the old matter again, which is more serious than targeting the disciples of Qingyun Immortal Sect.

Feng Wuwei wanted to slap himself to death. Good and good foolish to figure out what to do with the strange behavior of the senior brother. I'm going to be miserable now.

Qingchen understood after hearing this, what kind of Cangshan head just wants to use himself to create contradictions, Qingyun Xianmen?

I've seen you for a long time, and I actually used her as a gunman.

A character like her is not even a supporting role in the old man's book, so she is not suitable to be a gunman!

"Well, I'm sorry to interrupt, I said you weren't curious about why?"

Hearing this, Jia Zhuang's eyes shone brightly, and he pulled out an extremely ugly fake smile, "You want to say that you just stand up and say, what's the matter with hiding behind him?"

"Actually......"

Qingchen turned a blind eye to Jiazhuang's "reminder", moved slightly, and secretly looked at Jun Yi's real face.

Long eyebrows, phoenix eyes, straight nose, face like crown jade, deep eyes like pond water that has been washed and precipitated for tens of millions of years, bright and clean. Looking at those eyes, she couldn't help but fantasize about the beautiful picture of him crying.

His thoughts wandered for a moment, and realizing that he was still under the wolf's claws, Qingchen hurriedly turned his eyes away. Hold back! You can't scare him away now.

Chong Junyi smiled, she said, "I'm just ......"

"Wuwei, take her away. The god of jade carving, who had been a jade carver for a long time, suddenly interrupted Qingchen's words.

"Senior brother?" Feng Wuwei said in surprise, "What are you talking about?"

"Come with me. Jun Yi ignored his hint and changed his tone and motioned for Qingchen to follow.

And that's it?

Qingchen was happy in his heart and hurriedly chased after him.

"What does this mean?" said Jia Zhuang.

"Are you satisfied?" said Feng Wuwei coldly.

"Sanzun can't say that, the person who took out the Shenzun token is not this seat, but it was Shenzun himself who took away the girl in front of the big and small immortal sects in the fairy world, so it's over, how will you Qingyun Xianmen set an example for everyone in the future?"

"I'm sorry!" Feng Wuwei couldn't bear it anymore, "I'm just accepting a disciple from Qingyun Immortal Sect, and it's the same as Mang Ze's incarnation." What is your intention in biting and holding on?"

Jia Zhuang's face instantly turned black as the bottom of a pot, without Jun Yizhen, this crazy inaction is really a mad dog.

"Crazy and inactive, this seat calls you a sentence of three respects for the sake of the face of the conference, you don't know what to do!"

"The deity just doesn't know what to do, you bite me?" Feng Wuwei rolled his eyes and wanted to roll them to the back of his head.

It's fucking full!

He would rather Jia Zhuang stare at him than disgusting his senior brother.

It's not been a day or two since the three statues and Jia Zhuang are on the same page, and the immortals have already seen it. If it is like this, there is no need for the Hundred Immortals Conference, anyway, the disciples are all set within the Immortal Gate.

The Hundred Immortals Conference is just a formality.

It's been so boring for hundreds of years, and it's easy to be a little more lively this time, but it's been stirred up by the eventful head of Cangshan.

I wonder how excited he is?

Isn't it that Qingyun Immortal Sect has confiscated female disciples for hundreds of years!

Isn't it the one in the Hall of Eternal Life who hasn't gone out for hundreds of years, and when he goes out, he sent a token and recruited a female disciple who is like a flower and jade!

What is worthy of being passed on by word of mouth, used as an after-dinner conversation, and made up into a story?

Feng Wuwei held the notebook in his hand, listening to the disciple's voice in a bumpy tone, and a baby's face was wrinkled and almost like an old lady's face.

"Alright! ”

The disciple couldn't finish his mouth, and his eyes were still glancing at the unfinished book in Sanzun's hand.

Sanzun's face, which was easy to stretch, wrinkled again. "What are you looking at, don't you put this thing away, eat the bear's heart and the leopard will gall you!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The disciple was afraid from the bottom of his heart and looked hippie and smiling, but in fact, it was the most terrifying Qingyun Sanzun.

Feng Wuwei pinched the notebook in his hand, cursed fiercely, and then hurried out of the hall.

Qingchen hugged his arms and paced back and forth in front of Jun Yi, who was sitting quietly.

In the left circle, he meditated.

In another circle, he meditated.

Back and forth, he was still meditating.

Hey, this man! Calm enough. After bringing her back, he sat with his eyes closed, silently and without moving, turning into a jade carving in minutes.

As soon as his footsteps stopped, Qingchen still held his hands, stood in front of him, and then leaned over to look at him. The lower the waist bent, the closer the two heads became, so close that they could feel each other's breathing.

Jun Yi is still sitting still.

Qingchen stared at his face, Sakura's lips hooked slightly, and he deliberately blew on his thick, fan-shaped eyelashes.

The long eyelashes were like a frightened butterfly, fluttering its wings twice, and then not moving.

Small!

Look at my storm hitting the green lotus, I blow!

Call......

Divided into several sections in one breath and sent out slowly, the stubborn butterfly could not withstand the devastation of the "storm", and flapped its beautiful wings again, once, twice, three times......

I saw that long eyelashes open a line. She was overjoyed in her heart, and was about to chase after the victory, when she heard a loud shout behind her.

"Don't be rude!"

was pouting and wanting to send the spring breeze again, and the waist of a certain woman who was too frightened loosened, and the cherry lips took the initiative to send the butterfly that was about to fly.

Uh-

There was a gasp behind him.

The indifferent face of the old storyteller floated in Qingchen's mind at the right time...... For a moment, she just wanted to get into the jade carving's clothes.

This fragrant kiss is also glorious!

"Who, disciple, Qingchen, you hurry up...... Get up for me!" The wind did nothing to suppress the momentum before the storm.

Qingchen didn't dare to look at Jun Yi's expression, silently raised his hand to cover his face, and was about to get up when his waist was numb.

Numb!

I'll you......

Qingchen said I will you or something, and he was still stuck in the throat, and the person had already pressed Jun Yiyudiao and fell to the ground......

Behind him again, there was a sound of gasping like a whistle!

In an instant, Qingchen intuitively felt that thousands of horses were galloping through her heart......

She pressed the indifferent Jun Yudiao, screaming in her heart, it shouldn't be like this......