Chapter Seventy-Eight: Difficult
"No, this piece of fine iron is not enough, she still has a share, and she has to give me the part that was used up by that!"
Hearing this, Qingchen smiled coldly.
Zong Ruoxing's eyes glared: "What are you laughing at?"
"Didn't laugh at anything. ”
Qingchen carried the pot and thanked the pot handle, and then walked up to Jun Yi, "It's not too early, let's go back." ”
As soon as the words fell, Zong Ruo stopped again, "Wait a minute, where are you going?"
Jun Yi was really about to have a seizure, Qingchen grabbed his hand, signaled not to pay attention to this kind of person, and then the two of them walked out of the grass house together.
A moment later, Na Zong Ruo actually caught up with them.
"Stop!"
What the hell, why is it her again?
Qingchen closed his eyes and took a deep breath in annoyance.
Jun Yi's eyes were dark, and despite the fact that he was still in the town, he summoned the imperial soul and disappeared in the blink of an eye with Qingchen.
The wind whistled in my ears, and I vaguely heard an intermittent call.
Qingchen thought he was hallucinating, and when he looked back, he immediately regretted why he had turned around.
I saw Zong Ruo struggling to chase Jun Yi, like a pink dot in the distance, and like a deer suddenly jumping up in the near distance, in short, no matter how she chased it, she couldn't catch up with Jun Yi's imperial soul.
Thinking that Jun Yi had already discovered that the person who caught up was Zong Ruo, he suddenly raised his hand to support Qingchen's shoulder, and drank to speed up the imperial soul.
The Royal Soul was full of firepower, carrying them into the sky at an astonishing speed.
After a stick of incense, the two landed in the Hall of Eternal Life.
Qingchen felt palpitations, and took Jun Yi's arm and looked at the sky, "That madman won't chase here, right?"
Jun Yi said coldly: "She can't catch up." ”
"That's good!"
"Are you tired, do you want to go rest?"
Hmm, why did the fairy flower suddenly ask this? Isn't it...... Forget it, whatever he wants to do, just don't bother her.
"I'm a little tired, so I'll go back to the dormitory for a rest. With that, Qingchen went back.
When Qingchen walked away, Jun Yi really went out.
After Jun Yi went out, he went straight to Luoxiatai to set up a formation, and when the entire Palace of Eternal Life and the mountain peaks surrounded the enchantment, he passed on "Do Not Disturb" to Wuyazi.
After doing all this, he looked up at the sky and saw a pink dot passing from above, flying straight in the direction of the Yuheng Palace.
Jun Yi had just blocked the Hall of Eternal Life, and Feng Wuwei received the news.
"Senior Brother is back, blockade the Hall of Eternal Life, don't disturb, what is he going to do, what is Senior Sister Qingchen?"
"Shut up!" Wu Yazi thinks he is too noisy, he has just received the news, how do you know what Jun Yi's intentions are.
At this time, a disciple entered the hall to report: "Master, the eldest lady of the Immortal Gate of the Sect Zong Ruo is visiting." ”
Hearing this, Wu Yazi and Feng Wuwei glanced at each other, and almost at the same time understood why Jun Yi wanted to block the Hall of Eternal Life.
It turned out that this little ancestor was chasing after him!
Wu Yazi felt a headache, raised his hand and rubbed his temples, "Wu will receive you for you, I'll go back and rest." ”
"Oh, brother, don't go yet, I still have to ......"
"Alas, I am old, and my health is not as good as my day. It's hard to walk. Wu Yazi snorted and pointed to his disciple: "You come, help me go back to the dormitory." ”
"Yes. ”
Feng Wuwei knew that his brother was in pain to show him, but he couldn't do anything at all, flattened his mouth, and fell back into the chair quite aggrieved.
When Zong Ruo ran in, he saw Feng Wuwei's aggrieved expression.
Zong Ruo was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes and searched in the hall, and found that there was really only this one person in the Yuheng Palace, which ranked first in the immortal spirit world.
For the three Qingyun statues, she has already heard that the gods are immortal, and the immortals are rarely mentioned, but the three are like teenagers.
The person in front of him, whether in terms of appearance or behavior, is eighty percent of the three.
Zong Ruo stepped forward and clasped his fists: "Dare to ask the son is the three winds and inaction?"
The corners of Feng Wuwei's flat mouth immediately rose, and her big eyes swirled around on her, and she said curiously, "Who are you?"
"Little girl Zong Ruo, the daughter of the sect master of the Immortal Sect of the Volume. ”
"Oh, you're the daughter of the old man?"
Zong Ruo was a little unhappy when he heard him call his father an old man: "My father is still young. ”
Feng Wuwei didn't seem to hear it, and said to himself: "Hey, I haven't heard the old man of Zong say that he wants to send you to Qingyun to learn art, you female doll, shouldn't you run out by yourself?"
"Sanzun misunderstood! My father won't send me here to learn art. ”
"And what are you doing here?"
"I'm here to deliver the scroll to the head of Qingyun. Three more ...... You're ...... here."
Feng Wuwei looked at her eyes fluttering around, thinking of the fact that the senior brother would close the mountain as soon as he came back, and he also guessed a rough idea.
"What are you looking for for your little niece?"
"Find someone. ”
Did you really provoke her?
Feng Wuwei pretended not to know, "Who are you looking for? Aren't you and me here in this hall?"
"Can the three see someone going out? A man followed by a ...... Handmaid!"
She actually regarded Qingchen as her brother's servant, and in this world, men in the world want to have a handmaid like Qingchen, and it is estimated that men don't want to marry a wife.
Of course, Feng Wuwei didn't know that the dust was easy to face.
Feng Wuwei smiled and said, "This is the Yuheng Palace, not everyone can come." Besides, I have never had a maidservant. Is Niece Zong mistaken?"
Hearing this, Zong Ruo was anxious: "Can't be wrong, I chased him all the way to Qingyun Immortal Gate and watched him come in with my own eyes." ”
"That's even more unlikely!" Feng Wuwei stood up with a faint expression: "I Qingyun only has a woman as Qingchen's junior sister, how can you say that you are a servant?"
"Qingchen?Immortal Venerable?"
"Didn't Niece Zong say that there is a document for my brother? ”
Zong Ruo reluctantly sighed, took out the scroll from the storage bag and handed it to Feng Wuwei, and was about to speak. I heard him say: "The things have been delivered, it's still early, and the little niece of Zong will go down the mountain to pay attention." ”
"Huh, Sanzun, why don't you keep me?"
"Huh, do you want to keep you?"
The two stared at each other for a long time, and Zong Ruo couldn't help but pout: "It's not too early, it may be inconvenient for me to go down the mountain as a woman......"
Hearing this, Feng Wuwei made an expression of sudden realization, "Yes, a woman dares to chase after a man she doesn't know, it's indeed a bit ......."
When Zong Ruo heard this, his cheeks turned red.
These three statues are really ...... She's a girl anyway, I don't know if she's going to be shy.
Feng Wuwei didn't bother to pay attention to her little daughter's emotions, and was about to send her away, when he saw the disciple who helped Wuyazi come out.
The disciple came up to him and withdrew.
Feng Wuwei rolled his eyes in the direction of the back of the hall, silently accusing the unscrupulous brother.
Isn't it a headache? Isn't it that you can't walk? Standing and listening to the corner for so long, the corner is full of energy, and you still stay, why don't you come out and say it to your face? Let him offend his senior brother.
When he thought that Jun Yi knew that it was he who left this Zongruo, his eyes came to kill......
Feng Wuwei's mood suddenly became unbeautiful.
"Since Zong's little niece insists on staying overnight, I can't refuse people thousands of miles away. But speaking first, in the bitter cold land of our Qingyun Mountain, the environment is no better than the boudoir of your Zong Xianmen, I hope that the little niece of the sect will not be disgusted. ”
As long as she was promised to stay, it was too late for her to be happy.
Zong Ruoxi said: "How dare you!"
"That's good, come on, send Miss Zong to the North Courtyard!"