Before the words fell, a strong evil aura erupted from He Jiong's body. Mr. Jiazi only felt that the palm of his hand was like a fire, as if he had grabbed a red-hot soldering iron, so hot that he could hardly help jumping to his feet.

If it's someone else, you have to let it go. It's a pity that it was Mr. Jiazi who caught He Jiong, this old gentleman is not afraid of being hot, at least not like people. He usually stays away from all dangerous things, and when he sees open flames, he has to avoid them, and when he sees Ang Lee using poison, he has to dodge, not because he will be burned or poisoned.

In fact, Mr. Koko is a machine spirit who is keen to disguise himself as a human. He longs to experience the warmth and coldness of human feelings, and the various states in the world, even if he derives seven emotions and six desires and falls into the cycle of life and death, he will not hesitate to do so. Therefore, he likes to imitate people's living habits, and even learned from the old fool of a certain Tianji Palace Master, forgetting his own age.

What do people do when they are afraid of being hot? Mr. Jiazi recalled eating roasted sweet potatoes with his heart, grabbed the fat on the back of He Jiong's neck, turned his body upside down, and threw him upward. Without waiting for him to fall, the old gentleman quickly stretched out his other hand, gently supported it, and the strength of his palm spit slightly, and He Jiong flew up again.

He Jiongren was in mid-air, his feet kicked wildly, his waist was straight, he wanted to turn over and stand up, he suddenly felt the wind in the back of his head, he secretly screamed in his heart, his right hand backpalmed, and his left hand pinched a piece of rune paper, which was about to ignite, and the back of his neck suddenly hurt, and his not tall body was grabbed in his hands by Mr. Jiazi, He Jiong's whole body was sore, and his arms hung down softly, unable to exert any strength.

Mr. Jiazi rotated his hands and threw He Jiong around, sometimes head and foot, sometimes right over, like a naughty child, tossing a piping hot roasted sweet potato. was having a lot of fun, and suddenly heard He Lianqing say in a trembling voice: "Uncle Shi, you just said that my mother ...... She ......"

She was abused by He Jiong, who committed suicide by poisoning, and He Jiong imprisoned her soul in the Nine Hells Prison. At that time, the head of the family and Lu Shifeng were in retreat, and I saw that He Jiong felt guilty in his heart and took care of you in every way, so he didn't say it. "Counting up, Mr. Jiazi and Lu Shifeng are still the big matchmakers of this little couple, they secretly pay attention to He Lianqing, protect She when He Jiong is crazy and beat people, and also invite Feng Qingyan to come out and pity the jade.

Feng Qingyan said with a smile: "Jiazi, for things that can't be eaten and are hot, people usually throw them away directly. ”

"That's just as well. ”

Mr. Jiazi flew up, only to hear a bang, He Jiong crossed an arc and flew out.

He Lianqing looked at the gloomy cell where she couldn't see the light of day, for twenty years, has her mother stayed alone in such a place? She felt sour in her heart, tears rolled down, and she choked up: "Daddy, this is not true, is it?"

Feng Qingyan sighed softly, thinking: Silly girl, you believe Jiazi's words, so you will ask your father-in-law like this. Jiazi is really this guy, there are some words, just know it in your heart, why bother to say it to make people sad.

"Didn't you find a wishful man who can pinch and calculate? What else do you want my father to do?" He Jiong lay on the ground, his temper growing.

Feng Qingyan also vaguely knew something about Guan Yu'er, but He Jiong was an elder of Taiyi after all, and he was forced to be anxious, in case he didn't do anything and scattered Guan Yu'er's soul, things would really come to the point of no return. Today is a great opportunity, when He Jiong came to the Nine Shadows Prison, he once instructed his disciples that there was no urgency, and he was not allowed to disturb him, and if someone in Taiyi looked for him, he would say that he was in retreat.

Feng Qingyan's eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "Father-in-law, please release your mother-in-law's soul." ”

"Don't think!" He Jiong looked at the roof coldly, his nostrils facing the sky.

"Since this is the case, then I am wronged to let my father-in-law stay here for a few days. Feng Qingyan suddenly approached He Jiong, and pointed at his eyebrows lightly, and recited a spell vaguely.

He Jiong fell asleep, Feng Qingyan picked He Lianqing up, handed her a handkerchief, and said with a smile: "I will take you to meet your mother-in-law, she will be happy to see that her daughter has a lifelong trust." Apprentice, let's go. ”

Li An said, "Master, can you wait for me?"

Feng Qingyan nodded, Li Anshi showed his wind control technique, walked with both feet in the air, rose to the same height as the female prisoner, took out a shirt, and draped it on his body for Acacia. From the moment he accidentally saw the lovesick jade body, he wanted to do it.

Acacia, who had always closed his eyes and breathed steadily, as if he didn't know anything about the outside world, suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at Li An deeply, and looked at the slightly thin handsome young man in front of him.

Ang Lee's eyes were clear, and he quickly cut a few notches in his shirt so that the blackiron chains could pass through.

Beautiful women also look good in men's clothes. Acacia bowed his head slightly, and suddenly said, "Young man, you ...... What's your name?" she hadn't spoken for so long that she had almost forgotten how to speak. She thought to herself: Even if one day I can leave the Nine Hells and slaughter the people of the Three Holy Lands, this young man from the Heavenly Machine Palace will be released.

"In the next Li An, the peach and plum spring breeze Li, the peace and contentment of An. Li An tied the belt for Acacia, the distance was too close, and the hot breath exhaled by Acacia sprayed on his face, and he suddenly became nervous and held his breath.

Mr. Jiazi hung upside down from the roof, climbed on the blackiron chain, staggered on the swing, and urged: "You kid hurry up, you can't be deliberately taking advantage of other girls again." ”

Li An blushed and said lovesickly: "He is often like this?"

"But no, he's very lustful, he treats people, and when he sees a woman with a little look, he has to treat it for a while. A beauty like Acacia, I'm afraid he won't be able to walk. "Mr. Jiazi and Acacia are old acquaintances, many years ago, they used to fight side by side and attack the demons together.

"Uncle Shi, don't talk nonsense. "Li An is extremely aggrieved, the person who wants to treat him for a while when he sees a beautiful woman is Old Man Xu, not him, he is just giving Old Man Xu a hand.

Mr. Jiazi said very seriously: "I didn't talk nonsense, if a man is not wearing clothes, will you care?"

"I won't ......" Li An took a deep breath, threaded the needle, and made up a few stitches on the neckline of his shirt to cover the leaking spring light.

"That's it, I don't want to admit it. Acacia, let me tell you, he can not only sew clothes, but also curl his hair, make soup, and can refine Zhuyan Dan, IKEA and IKEA, and is an absolute virtuous helper. Hey, what are you staring at me for? wouldn't you?" Mr. Jiazi did a somersault and landed on the ground.

Acacia put on his clothes, looked much more comfortable, looked at Li An's embarrassed appearance, and giggled.

He Lianqing was also amused by these two living treasures. She was sad just now, and she didn't pay attention to the handkerchief handed over by Feng Qingyan, and then she opened it to see that it was embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, and a small song.

"Pretty enemies, say the alliance and swear, and say the feelings. Spring sorrow is full of paper at every turn. Duplicity is not empty talk, but full of cultivation and meditation, which gentleman taught it?"

"Pretty family, no tea, no food, no sleep. A piece of paper lovesick complaint. It's not enough to pity you and love you, but I'm afraid that the love is shallow, how can I be willing to blame you?"

He Lianqing silently recited it, this is a popular song in the Qinglou Tile House, playful and lingering, and all the rage. The beautiful woman suddenly had a pretty face, stared at Feng Qingyan, and said, "Pretty man, whose handkerchief is this?"

"It's ...... I picked it up in Broken Yuxuan, and he saw that the patterns were good-looking, so he gave it to me. "Poor Feng Qingyan is smart, confused for a while, just now he saw He Lianqing crying, and when he was in a hurry, he took out the embroidered handkerchief given by Liu Ruyi, the Oiran lady of the Haocui Building.

Only then would the ghost believe this, He Lianqing said, "Really?"

Li An saw that something was wrong, and said helpfully: "Really, Master doesn't like the land of fireworks, every time he lingers in Qinglou, he always accompanies Senior Brother to go." "In the Shangqing Palace, someone sneezed.

Feng Qingyan stared at He Lianqing, her eyes full of love and pity. He accepted Liu Ruyi's embroidered handkerchief a long time ago, at that time, he had not yet decided on his family affairs, and he had never paid attention to He Lianqing, who had not been young and frivolous?