Huang Yueying has long had a heart for Murong Yu. The gift of the lover in my heart is full of expectations.

It was no different from a normal pebble, and it was far from her psychological expectations.

She's a brutal person. Man is haughty. After thinking about it, it took a year to make a storage bag embroidered with mandarin ducks for Murong Yu. Although she hadn't taken it out yet, she felt that what Murong Yu gave herself had to at least be more attentive than the one she gave him.

The youngest daughter's mind is revealed.

"Hmph. What stones. Take it in your hand and look at it. Murong Yu held his head high and snorted coldly.

Huang Yueying held the stone in her hand as she said.

Murong Yu tilted his head, rolled up his sleeves a few times, pointed to the stone, and shouted.

"Up!"

The stone shook slightly, and began to spin little by little in the other's hand.

As a result, the wind blew gently through the stones, and it turned out to be a rainbow of colors. Huang Yueying stood in place, only feeling that her body was so itchy. In Murong Qing's repeated screams, flowers bloomed all over his body.

Colorful, purple and red. Huang Yueying's whole person was surrounded by flowers, which was beautiful.

For a time, the strange fragrance is overflowing, the mountain flowers are reflected, and the people and flowers are beautiful.

"It turned out to be a raw flower stone!" Han Lin also shouted in surprise.

Murong Yu touched his chin, the corners of his mouth curled, pretending to be brilliant, and whispered: "The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon." Sister Yueying, do you like this gift?"

When Huang Yueying saw this, she was immediately overjoyed and nodded again and again. Secretly said that this nerd really put his heart into it, and he would give such a romantic gift. The mood fluctuated, and for a while my heart was happy, and a blush climbed up my delicate face.

There are not many truths in this world. A woman's blush is worth a long piece of dialogue.

Murong Yu made this movement too big.

"Will he still do this?, and this Shenghua Stone ......" Han Lin was directly stunned. I feel like I've learned another hand.

Murong Qing glanced at Huang Yueying meaningfully, and even pretended to be angry and said, "Brother is so partial...... Give a perfunctory gift to your sister, and give your godsister a gift that is really full of heart. ”

Han Lin was silent and listened quietly to their conversation.

Murong Yu patted his sister. I also received Huang Yueying's treasure with a unique meaning in my hand, and I was overjoyed for a while. Putting the storage bag into his arms and cherishing it closely, looking at the smiling beauty like a flower, he couldn't help but subconsciously ask, "Hey...... Sister Yueying, why don't you come to Qingxumen to play with us. I read what you said in the letter, and I've always wanted to come. ”

Huang Yueying had a bright smile on her face, and she was a little shy, leading the two people from the Qingxu Gate in front of her to the inner gate of the Hidden Moon Sect, and at the same time said lightly: "No." The main reason is that my father won't let me go to Qingxumen. ”

The four walked slowly. Han Lin had the leisure to look around, and he also found that there was a significant difference between the Moon Covering Sect and the Qingxu Sect, that is, there were too many female disciples.

"If I were to be the sect master of this Moon Covering Sect, wouldn't it be ...... The first-class beauties in the cultivation world are all at my disposal?" Han Lin happily whimsical. In fact, he was not very interested in women. The main reason is that I heard that many of the female cultivators of the Moon Occultation Sect are good at double cultivation. He was just curious.

If Murong Yu knew what he was thinking, he would definitely spit on him and scold him for being a shameless dog thief. Then the two of them continued to happily discuss the topic of the dual cultivation technique of the female cultivators of the Moon Covering Sect......

It's really two good brothers who treat each other with all sincerity, and one is so embarrassed!

On the other side, Murong Yu heard Huang Yueying's words, rubbed his nose, and said with a big grin: "Hey." It's always your dad who doesn't want to. What's wrong with our Qingxu Gate, it's a flood beast, can it eat people? Does he hate Qingxu Gate so much?"

Huang Yueying gently pulled down her hair and replied anxiously: "No, no, no...... Senior brother, you misunderstood. In fact, my father is a person from the Qingxu Sect. How can you hate it!"

Hearing this, Murong Yu opened his mouth wide: "Oh my God, such a coincidence, why didn't you say it before." Who is it? Tell me about it, and I'll see if I know it. ”

In his opinion, Huang Yueying's father should be a monk in the foundation building period, and it is likely that he is a registered disciple of a certain mountain peak in the inner gate. It may even be just an ordinary inner disciple.

As for the outer disciples, he didn't think about it.

"It's not like your cultivation is lower than your own. Murong Yu thought silently.

Speaking of which, even if it is such a thing as a registered disciple, it is really ridiculous! Many monks in the foundation building period, such as Ma Tiansheng, a registered disciple of Sword Casting Peak. In Elder Jindan's view, it was the same as not existing.

Only personal disciples can enter the hall, and they are often accompanied by Elder Jindan.

Of course, children and slaves don't count.

"Don't......" Huang Yueying was ashamed to speak. Every time she thought of her father's name, she was extremely embarrassed.

Murong Yu deliberately slipped to the other party's side and said with a smile: "Say it." Do you want any secrets between the two of us? You know, I'm very famous in the sect right now. Jianghu nicknamed Silver Gun Lang. Punish the evil and eliminate the evil, and the wisdom and courage are unparalleled. Ask Senior Brother Han, how well-known I am!"

Afraid that Huang Yueying wouldn't believe it, he even pointed to his hair and showed off loudly: "Do you see my red hair? Now even the personal disciple of the Inner Gate Hundred Medicine Peak, the foundation building monk Little Fire God Zhan Bailie, and I have not won against the Fire Fighting Method. Say, your father, I'm sure I know!"

Huang Yueying lowered her head and said squirmingly: "Well, I really don't want it." ”

"Don't. Let's talk about it, Sister Yueying. "You told me, and I told you a secret." ”

Even Murong Qing accosted his brother to help.

In her opinion, it would be good if this best friend Yueying's sister finally became her sister-in-law.

Distraught when asked, she finally forgot her father's advice, failed to keep her mouth shut, and said to the other three: "Uh. All right. Then you are not allowed to laugh. My father's name is Huang Shulang, not the weasel of the animal. It is comfortable comfort, recitation. The main thing is that the name is a bit weird. I've always been embarrassed to say it. ”

Hearing this, Murong Yu's face changed greatly. As if suddenly waking up from a deep dream, the lingering dream instantly turned into an indissoluble nightmare, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Half-asleep and half-awake, he couldn't figure out the situation for a while, wondering if what he had just heard was his own delusion.

"Huang Shulang, Huang Yueying...... How is this possible!"