"I'll send someone to send a few more fairy grasses another day. Chang Jue glanced at the shuangzen flowers that had fallen into a patch on the ground.

"It turned out to be Brother Changyu's Xian'e, so it doesn't matter. Seeing a smile, he looked at him with some concern:

"Brother Chang Jue has not recovered, how can he leave the customs ahead of schedule? Others don't know the situation, but I can see it clearly. When Brother Changju's Yuan Shen was shattered so badly, he lost as much as half of it. Without tens of thousands of years of meditation and recuperation, I am afraid it will be difficult to recover. ”

"The Celestial Clan can't wait for 10,000 years. He responded indifferently and looked at the little man at his feet casually.

Forget Chen suddenly got goosebumps and buried his head lower.

It's terrible, it's really fatal, the devil knows how frightened she was, and when she met someone who asked for her life, she even regarded people as chicken brothers of the same root and clan. The spiritual power she had cultivated for three hundred years was in vain, and it was all used to fill the chicken gall that she was scared of at this moment.

"I know that I can't persuade Brother Changju, I just hope that Brother Changju won't force himself too much. Even if you go out now, you must focus on recuperation. Your primordial spirit has finally gathered, so don't use mana indiscriminately, so as not to worry me because of a small loss. ”

Chang Jue nodded slightly.

"The medicine stone I handed over to Taishang Laojun has been refined into a pill, and I heard that it was just sent to Tianhua Palace today. If Brother Chang Jue doesn't like to be lively, go back to rest first, and I'll deal with it here. ”

As he spoke, the two exchanged a few more pleasantries. Although Chang Jue's voice is still plain, it is rare to be able to say so many sentences.

The wind swept the medicinal fragrance through the low fairy grass, and occasionally picked up the dark red and snow white in front of the eyes of the forgotten dust.

The two colors are intertwined, as the so-called, the sky is just right, and the beautiful women under the tree in front of the flowers are in pairs-

Well, no, if you count your own, you're a good person, but it's a bit of a bad scenery.

Forget the dust and don't know why his life is about to die, but he still thinks about what he has and doesn't have.

After a while, the two finally said goodbye, and when they saw Wei went to the main hall, Chang Jue left to go back.

He took a few steps unhurriedly to the door.

Seeing that he was finally leaving, Forget Chen's heart suddenly burst into flames, and he was about to stuff his heart back into his stomach, but he heard his voice faintly coming:

"Keep up. ”

This fateful day finally came, and he forgot his heart and stood up and followed. This time, she didn't have the courage to dump his muddy ideas, so she walked behind him with a obedient look.

Walking out of the garden, Chang Jue Tengyun left, and by the way, he didn't forget his chicken, and returned to Tianhua Palace with Forget Chen.

The layout of Tianhua Palace and the Mountain Temple is quite similar, simple and tidy, without excessive decoration and furnishings. Walking across the jade bridge and walking all the way to the inner hall, there are very few immortals who even sprinkle and sweep.

No wonder he said that there is a lack of Xian'e, there is more than one missing, this is clearly a lack of a group.

Wangchen looked left and right, not knowing how he was going to kill her, he must have taken her into the dining room and plucked her hair first.

The thought of plucking her hair made her hairs stand on end. After pondering for a while, she came up with a lot of rhetoric, and she didn't know if this murderous Third Highness would look at the face of the Mountain Protector Divine Monarch and make her die happily.

When he arrived at the door of the dormitory, he finally turned around and was about to speak, when he knelt on the ground and hugged his thighs:

"Don't pluck my feathers! Don't let my blood go! Please, slaughter if you want, give me a good time." If there is an afterlife, I promise it won't be like this!"

What chicken feathers are plucked?

What kind of blood?

Chang Jue looked down at her inexplicably, grabbed her arm, and wanted to pull her up.

He's coming, he's coming, he's coming.

Forget Chen didn't hold back, tears were like beads of broken threads, and they fell straight down: "Third Highness, I'm really afraid of pain, please don't pluck my hair." I—I've heard that this is how chickens are killed in the mortal world. I know I shouldn't ask for anything, I have no relatives, I don't have mana, I can't achieve anything in this life, it's a waste after all. But even if it's a useless chicken, it's afraid of pain, the kind that I'm very afraid, Your Highness, please give it a good time......"

Chang Jue was slightly stunned, and he saw Feng Ling's resolute look when he jumped into the void karmic fire. She is envied by the Six Realms, is she also afraid of pain like this? When you jump into the karmic fire, do you also have some fear?

Sighing, he slowed down his tone: "In the future, you will be my Xian'e, as long as I don't agree, no one in the Six Realms will dare to touch you." ”

Forgetting the words, he quickly wiped a handful of snot and tears.

She looked up, happy and scared: "So you won't kill me?"

Chang Jue nodded, his gaze gentle and powerful.

Forget Chen looked at his eyes, feeling relieved for no reason, and couldn't help but grin and smirk.

After thinking about it, she seemed to sense that something was wrong.

Immortals, immortals...... His Xian'e?

"Wait, no. I am the immortal of the mountain temple, if I follow you for the sake of my life, wouldn't it be a great disloyalty. Although I am not a gentleman, I will never be able to do anything to betray my lord. ”

This girl, who was crying for her life one moment ago, is here to be a hero for morality at this moment.

Chang Jue couldn't understand her, but the little face with snot bubbles was really helpless.

"You are what I picked up from the Nether, so naturally you are my Xian'e. Before the retreat, I had to put you in the mountain temple. Now that I'm out of customs, even if I don't bring you here, Lan Lu and the mountain escort will send you back. I say that, you get the idea?"

Forget the dust nodded stunned.

He pulled her up from the ground, his eyes heavy: "Then let me ask you, if I keep your chicken feathers safe in this life, are you willing to stay in Tianhua Palace?"

Forget Chen nodded, and then shook his head vigorously.

She said timidly: "I—I still want to go back to the Mountain Temple." If you have no intention of killing me, then I think that no one in the Six Realms would want to harm a low-level immortal like me. I'll go back to the mountain temple...... You can also have chicken feathers in it. ”

Forget Chen's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally, the words stopped before they could come out.

She's not a fool at times, though she's a bit reckless at times.

I saw that the eyes of the person opposite changed slightly, and the coldness soaked into the dark and good-looking eyes little by little, and I saw a chill on the back of the dust.

"Because you have said that you will repay the favor. It is a grace to help you become an immortal, it is a grace to heal wounds, Huang Cen Hua is a grace, and it is a grace not to pluck your hair. How are you going to report?" Although the indifferent voice was steady, it was also aggressive.

The sky is blue, and the earth is great.

How can this man be even smaller than her.

A dignified Three Highnesses of the Heavenly Clan, how can he be so clear with a chicken?

Don't pluck her hair...... It's also a favor???

Forget Chen took a deep breath, resisted the urge to fight him, and barely squeezed out a smile: "I report, I report ......"

"That's good. His face softened slightly, and he fixed his heavy gaze on her: "From now on, you are a person from my Tianhua Palace, in this Nine Heavens, you only need to listen to me alone, can you understand?"

She didn't understand that it could be useful, with such an uncertain master, the unlucky days must be still to come. Who knows how he will torture her, maybe one day he will stew her if he doesn't like it, it's really cool.

But it's cool in the future, and it's better than cool now.

As the saying goes, stay in the green mountains and don't be afraid of no firewood.

So after some ideological struggle, she laughed dryly and squeezed out three words from between her teeth: "Understood." ”