Chapters 1232 do not wind

"Feng Rushan, what's the matter? What kind of fame are you doing with a child? Pan Qiaoying's ring, is there anything wrong?"

Since Wu Wenshu has no obstacles, the rest is simple, Liao Hongfa will give a suitable charter, and return to the Spring Rain Xiaozhu after drinking, it is almost dark, after a short rest, Murong Xuefei habitually lies under the jade tree, waiting for He Shuang to make a cup of tea to drink, she still can't let go of the harsh Lan Xinhui.

"Uncle Shi, it's nothing, I estimate that Pan Qiaoying's old lover may be a monk, and he is a foundation building monk, Pan Qiaoying, maybe he will come to Chunyu Xiaozhu to talk to Uncle Pan, if Uncle Pan wants to hear Miss Pan's love story, it is best to wait for two days before retreating,......。 ”

Pan Qiaoying is just a warrior of the red armor triple heaven, riding against the wind, ordinary people, when they are young, they may think about it, but without personal experience, they will definitely not forget it when they are old, and riding Peng Yan and the like cannot be called riding against the wind, so it is not difficult to think of where she came from.

As for why she said it in front of everyone, Feng Rushan couldn't guess, but he believed that since Pan Qiaoying said it, she would give him an explanation.

Pan Qiaoying is not like an idiot with no brain.

“...... , Uncle Shi, Jin Dan Zhenren, will not be entangled with an eighteen*nine-year-old mortal girl. ”

The legend of the dog's blood of immortal cultivators and mortals who fall in love at first sight also happens from time to time in the Huaxia Continent, but Jindan Zhenren, generally speaking, has passed the age of love at first sight, Feng Rushan does not believe that Pan Qiaoying's lover is a Jindan real person.

"Oh, I said why did you say something inexplicably to travel above the nine heavens, this Pan Qiaoying, good luck, little foundation building monk, I am too lazy to pay attention to her. ”

Pan Qiaoying gave Murong Xuefei a very uncomfortable feeling.

In Murong Xuefei's heart, she didn't like women who bullied her own men, at least she didn't like women who only bullied her own men.

She herself is very strong towards Feng Rushan, many people think, in fact, including Murong Xuefei herself, she is strong enough, but she is even stronger towards other men, not counting the men who can only bully herself.

Moreover, Murong Xuefei doesn't like others to call her Mrs. Feng.

As for Lan Xinhui's Wu Wenshu and Murong Xuefei, they forgot.

"Sir, madam, there is a lady surnamed Pan who asked to see her, and she said that she had seen the master and Mrs. at noon today. ”

After Nan Xiaozhu became a red-armored warrior, his whole temperament was much more cheerful, and he came over to report unhurriedly.

"Oh, so fast. Let her in. Bastard, you're right again. ”

Murong Xuefei has seen a lot of Feng Rushan's strange and delicate thoughts, and she doesn't feel that there is anything magical.

"Hmm. Is the old man an immortal? Monk Zhuji, what is it?"

He Shuang was boiling water to make tea next to him, his eyes widened in surprise, his hands shook, and he almost knocked over the teapot.

At the noon banquet, from beginning to end, she was present, about Pan Qiaoying's old lover, she didn't hear a word, He Shuang was impressed, it was the prawns cooked by Wubin's family, although the taste was very ordinary.

Neither He Shuang nor Murong Xuefei noticed that Feng Rushan had never talked about any monks in front of He Shuang before, as for whether Feng Rushan himself was aware of it, perhaps, he was also unconscious.

"Oh, so fast!Well, He Shuang, let's go sit in the house, Uncle Shi, be careful of Pan Qiaoying's ring. ”

Feng Rushan got up and beckoned He Shuang to leave.

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"Sir, madam, ma'am, nothing will happen, will it?"

He Shuang was naturally not really worried that Murong Xuefei would be in trouble, she just wondered why Feng Rushan wanted to avoid Pan Qiaoying, of course, she herself also wanted to hear this sensational, little gossip.

"Hehe, He Shuang, Pan Qiaoying will not give up on Wu Laosi, there must be unspeakable hidden, visiting at night, or reluctant entrustment. She has a strong nature, but she has a thin face, and she has been miserable all her life, leaving her some dignity and accumulating some yin virtue for us, this kind of poignant thing, don't listen to it. ”

He Shuang's careful thinking, of course Feng Rushan can see it clearly, but he doesn't want He Shuang to stay in the yard too, he doesn't want to peep into people's privacy, it's just one aspect, and at the same time, he is also a little worried that he may have a third party, such as He Shuang, who is present, will affect Pan Qiaoying's mood.

People's hearts are like water, and he can't be sure of the thoughts of a woman like Pan Qiaoying.

"I, I'm worried about my wife, my wife, it's just soft-hearted. Master, what is a foundation monk?"

"My lord is really kind-hearted, and he is different from others! Does my lord like a woman with a thin face?

was broken by Feng Rushan, He Shuang's face turned red, but his heart couldn't help but darken.

He Shuang may not be a good face, but her life is not thick, if she hadn't met Feng Rushan, her life, under normal circumstances, would be much more tragic than Pan Qiaoying.

This year's laughter and next year's laughter, the twilight of the morning is the color of the past, the snub in front of the door is scarce, the boss marries a businesswoman, can marry a businesswoman, and the girl of the Luoyanlou is already a good home.

Pushing herself and others, she herself is not willing to tell in front of many people about the days in Luoyan Tower.

As for Murong Xuefei's soft-heartedness, hehe, I don't know if the stupid girl is soft-hearted.

"Monk Zhuji, well, probably a character similar to a mage. ”

"Uncle Shi is soft-hearted? Hehe, this little girl, she doesn't pick a reliable statement for nonsense. ”

For He Shuang, who didn't know the so-called excuse, Feng Rushan couldn't cry or laugh.

"Ahh

The mage of the Black Moon Sect, He Shuang has heard of it, all of them are gods who call for wind and rain, move mountains and seas, and have vast magical powers, for the current life, He Shuang is very, satisfied, and now that the Black Moon Sect has come to the door, it is impossible for her not to worry.

"Why did you find Uncle Shi? Hehe, this, it's complicated to say, well, He Shuang, how old do you see Uncle Shi this year?"

Since he was going to take He Shuang to the Qinke Grassland, there were some things that he couldn't hide if he wanted to, Feng Rushan decided to take the opportunity to ask her to know something, so as not to make a fuss and miss a big thing, and Murong Xuefei did not object to this.

She can't object if she wants to, the difference between a monk and a samurai is too big, and it is impossible to hide from the people around her for a long time, unless everyone else is an idiot with an IQ of less than 30, for example, Zhu Yan Dan is a small trouble that can't be bypassed.

"Madam, my wife is not yet 20 years old. ”

Murong Xuefei speaks and acts, she really doesn't look like a little girl, but she is still eighteen or nine years old, He Shuang has been muttering for a long time in her heart, of course, Murong Xuefei's real age, she doesn't dare to ask casually.

"Uncle Shi's age is the same as mine, this is the magic power of their monks, and we mortals can't envy it. Pan Qiaoying may have felt the breath of a monk from her uncle's body, so she came to find her uncle, hehe, she was not small, she rashly revealed the identity of her uncle and monk, and she was not afraid of causing death to herself and her son, and bringing disaster to the old martial family. ”

Not only does Murong Xuefei not behave like a little girl, the key is that they have been in Qingtian City for almost five years, and her appearance has hardly changed at all, which is nothing in the circle of high-level monks, but as a mortal or a low-level warrior, if you never grow up, you can't help but have some ideas, especially for the people around you, this, it's incredible.

Of course, why Pan Qiaoying came to Chunyu Xiaozhu, Feng Rushan has his own ideas, but there is no need to explain it to He Shuang.

"Master, He Shuang swore in the name of the Black Moon God that he would never reveal to anyone the secret that his wife was a monk, and if he violated this oath, he would be punished by both men and gods,......。 ”

He Shuang's heart was cold, he hurriedly stood up, stretched out his hand to straighten his clothes, and stood north according to the most formal ceremony of the Great Zhou Empire.

She is not familiar with these crepe oaths.

To be honest, He Shuang hadn't seen Feng Rushan kill people with his own eyes, and Feng Rushan didn't look like a fierce god, but the Flying Dragon Gang was uprooted overnight, among which Mo Kun was killed by her own hands, and of course she knew the inside story, and she would never think that Feng Rushan would not dare to kill and would not kill.

"It's okay, since I'm suing you, it's not a big deal, there's no need to swear anything, just don't shout around. He Shuang, monks, mages, and the legends outside, as well as what you think, are different, they are also people, but they have cultivated better exercises and mastered more powerful powers, and when you become a purple armor warrior and a foundation building monk, you are not much stronger than you, you don't need to be too afraid of them, you see that Uncle Shi is not similar to us, of course, monks also have some special magical powers, in case you meet them, you still have to be careful,......。 ”

"The little girl is still a little grown? ”

He Shuang had eyes, and Feng Rushan was in the mood to say a few more words.

"The slave must be in mind. ”

"The mage is about the same as us mortals? There are a few mortals in the world who can be 18 years old forever! Well, it turns out that my wife is also more than 100 years old, and she can't complain about her master, she likes to drink outside, and her wife doesn't lose her temper. ”

Youth is eternal, it is every beauty, whether it is a real beauty or a self-righteous beauty, the eternal dream in her heart, although He Shuang is still young, similar dreams are also not lacking, she does not dare to agree with the views of Feng Rushan monk and mortals.

Of course, not every monk can be eighteen years old forever, but unfortunately, Zhu Yan Dan or something, He Shuang naturally didn't know.

And Feng Rushan's age, according to the ID card, is almost 115 years old, according to the 200-year life of the purple armor warrior, it is the prime of life, He Shuanglai Chunyu Xiaozhu will know within a few days.

A man's age is never a secret.

I don't know if I want to be a Monkey Year and a month when I become a purple armor warrior, and whether it will be similar to a Zhuji monk in the future, He Shuang doesn't particularly care about it.

"It's not a secret either, it's good that you know it alone. ”

"Hehe, it is estimated that Uncle Shi is unusual, Xiaozhu also has some ideas in his heart, but let's talk about it when I have the opportunity. ”

Feng Rushan shook his head secretly.

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