The host of fast travel, she always wants to be lazy

Chapter 347 Immortal Venerable, Hug Me (12)

There are no clocks in the world of cultivating immortals.

When he woke up from this sleep, Qiao Rong even felt a little uncomfortable.

She sat up from the bed in a daze, woke up a little, then climbed out of bed to open the door, and glanced at the sky outside.

It seems that it is already dinner time.

As soon as this idea came up, she felt a burst of hunger.

Qiao Rong glanced at the surrounding environment.

On the top of the mountain, there is nothing but trees and cool breeze.

She pursed her lips, and then looked at the wooden house not far away.

The oil lamp inside the house is reflected through the white window paper, which is the only light in the dark night.

Qiao Rong hesitated for a while, but still raised her foot and walked towards the wooden house.

When she was about to reach the door of the wooden house, she stopped, then leaned forward slightly, and took a look inside.

From her angle, she happened to see the figure of Mu Feng Xianzun facing her sideways.

He was sitting on a bamboo rattan chair, with black hair neatly draped behind him, holding a volume of book in his hand, flipping through it elegantly and calmly.

Even though it was time to rest, his posture was still upright.

The oil lamp on the table reflected his outstanding figure on the white wall beside him, adding a kind of hazy beauty.

Qiao Rong blinked, and suddenly couldn't bear to ruin this beautiful scene with her mouth.

She moved her feet slightly, wanting to walk back.

Just after moving, Mu Feng seemed to have noticed the movement, and turned his head to look over.

"Hairy?" When he saw her, he was slightly surprised for a moment, then smiled, "It's so late, do you need me?"

Qiao Rong stood at the door, hesitated for a moment, and then said honestly, "Xianzun, I'm a little hungry."

Mu Feng was stunned.

After he reacted, his thin lips moved slightly, and just as he was about to say something, another voice suddenly came from outside the door.

It is a somewhat charming female voice.

And with some sarcastic smiles.

"Junior brother, it's not okay to bring a doll back and forget to feed it!"

Qiao Rong paused when he heard the voice, and looked towards the source of the sound.

Suddenly, a woman in a white shirt appeared in the darkness.

There was also a young boy by his side.

After they approached, Qiao Rong finally saw the woman's face clearly.

She has a bright appearance, and when she smiles, her eyes roll, as if she is full of infinite elegance.

The young boy next to him was also very handsome, with a hearty smile on his face.

The woman stopped beside Qiao Rong, her eyes fell directly on her face, and she looked at her without any concealment.

Mu Feng came out from the house, and said helplessly, "Senior Sister, why are you here?"

That woman, that is, Elder Ningxi of the Qingyu Sect, shifted her gaze from Qiao Rong's face to Mu Feng's.

She smiled and said: "I heard that junior brother brought back a female doll for the first time in the daytime. Don't you want to come and see the uniqueness of this female doll?"

Mu Feng paused, and glanced at Qiao Rong.

"Senior Sister, I'm just worrying too much, she's just a homeless orphan girl, what's so special about it?"

Ning Xi smiled while observing his expression calmly.

"This is not right, Junior Brother! If you usually help them find a family to settle down, how can you bring them back to the sect? This time, maybe you want to recruit disciples?"

As she spoke, she took another look at Qiao Rong, and said in a joking tone: "This girl, does she have the same cultivation talent as you, Junior Brother?"

When Mu Feng heard this, he smiled helplessly: "Senior Sister really thinks too much, Rongrong is my fairy boy, not my disciple."

Ning Xi was stunned.

He lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at Qiao Rong who was obediently standing beside him, and then continued: "I have no plans to accept apprentices yet."

(End of this chapter)