[Comprehensive Master Chu Liuxiang Mobile Games] The Taoist priest is crossing

The next day.

Qu Feiyan, who had been inexplicably excited for a long time on the bed, struggled to get up.

It was already bright.

Both of those guys got up early and are now in the yard.Yan Qingping was practicing martial arts, while Fang Siming was lazily leaning on the tree trunk to watch him.

Today, Fang Siming is still dressed in black, with a large cloak covering his perfect figure, and his long white hair is woven with golden ornaments. He looks like a nobleman who doesn't know the world.

Yan Qingping still looks like an adult Daoist. Today he is wearing a fairy-like Crane Dance shirt, with his black hair tied up in the Taoist crown, and the sleeves of the robe flutter like elegant cranes, unstained by the world.

Yan Qingping didn't dance sword today, but held a writing brush as long as his arm, and jumped around in the small courtyard to his heart's content.

"Existence is the Tao." He flicked his wide sleeves and chanted in a graceful voice. The handwriting of Qingshui fell on the ground and gradually blurred again.

"Noble harmony is the way." The Taoist priest in white spun around on the spot, and lightly leaped into the air, his black hair loosened and scattered in all directions.

"Diligence is the way." The inner energy rolled up the fallen leaves, and the crane on his robe fluttered its wings and wanted to fly.

"Cultivate the mind and follow the Tao." Yunhe finally landed on the ground, half of his black hair loosened and fluttered in the wind along with the white robe, he touched the ground with one hand, and knelt down in front of the white-haired man in black clothes, He read the last sentence softly.

"Tao is everything..."

It was as if the deep black eyes that contained a world met the dark golden eyes that were like rare treasures.

"Everything is inferior to you."

"When I joined Wudang, I waved my pen like this, and finally knelt down in front of the master."

"Siming, I'm kneeling in front of you now." Yan Qingping smiled softly, "I'm yours."

This... What kind of peerless love is this!

Qu Feiyan (?) covered her face as usual, spread her fingers and exposed her eyes to stare at those two people.

Fang Siming smiled slightly, he didn't say anything, he just supported Yan Qingping's side face with one hand, then leaned down and kissed it.

Oh, it's so early in the morning!What are you doing!

Qu Feiyan didn't dare to watch it—mainly because she was afraid that those two would clean her up after the kiss.She ran into the kitchen in a flash, looking for something to eat.

Sure enough, there was food left for her in the pot.Before she took a few bites, the two greasy elders stepped into the dining hall hand in hand.

"Father, master, good morning." Qu Feiyan smiled.Knowing that both of them are people who don't pay attention to etiquette, she didn't stand up to salute, which would make her appear unreasonable.

"It's getting late." Yan Qingping glanced at her, he had put on his hair crown again, his face was expressionless, but his slightly red and swollen lips ruined his aloof image.He helped Fang Siming pull out the chair, and he sat down again after he sat down.

"Do you still want to practice martial arts, from this time?" Fang Siming smiled, his thin lips were three points brighter than before, "And I have dark circles under my eyes."

"Hey." Qu Feiyan smirked, he had to pretend to be stupid, "Master, you two don't pay attention, what should I do if I fail?"

"Are you still teaching me bad?" Yan Qingping's mouth twitched, "Eat quickly, you don't need to practice today."

"Let's practice again tomorrow. I'll take you to Heimuya today." Fang Siming said lazily, leaning on the back of the chair.In the past, he would not be so casual, but today he is not only a lot more lazy, but also brings a few people's feelings.

Yan Qingping took a deep breath: "Siming, why don't I go." He pointed, his eyes slightly glanced at Fang Siming's waist covered by the cloak.

"Why, can't I go?" Fang Siming raised his eyebrows.Both of them are people with profound internal strength, not to mention, now that he has successfully forced out the toxin, most of the damaged meridians have been repaired, and the internal strength has nearly doubled.

The current him, placed in the original world, can also be said to be the top of the world, enough to fight against the heads of several sects.

So of course he won't have any adverse reactions such as backache. Today's state is different...it's actually gluttonous feet.

Yan Qingping rubbed his nose: "That's not what I meant... Forget it, you can go."

Of course he knew that Fang Siming was fine!He is trying to hide this Ming who has been unconsciously seducing people today!

"You guys go, don't be in a hurry to come back. I just went to the town to find a craftsman to build a pool behind."

"You..." Fang Siming narrowed his eyes and snorted softly, "You don't want your house anymore?"

"No, it's good to live in another house, it's boring to live in one forever." Yan Qingping rubbed his chin.

"Then I'll wait for your pond." Fang Siming said meaningfully.

Qu Feiyan was as quiet as a chicken, refusing to think about the deeper meaning of their conversation.

Yan Qingping moved quickly, and when Fang Siming came back with Qu Feiyan, the backyard was already buzzing.

Of course, the pool can not be repaired in a day.The backyard is under construction, so living here will inevitably be uncomfortable.Yan Qingping, who was sitting in the yard, looked at the bag disciple sent by Dongfang Bubai behind Fang Siming, and suddenly had a good idea.

"Siming, let's go to Mount Hua! Borrow someone from the Eastern leader to supervise our work." His eyes flickered.

Fang Siming was taken aback: Why is the Taoist priest of Wudang so hard to get through with Mount Hua?

"It's winter in Huashan, let's go see the snow."

Fang Siming's heart skipped a beat.

That's why they're in the carriage now.

"So, why did the Eastern Hierarch come with us?" In the large carriage, Yan Qingping was unable to support his forehead.

"Those of you who borrowed my concubine's body, in return, it's not a big deal to take my concubine out to play." Sitting on the side was Dongfang Bubai who had liberated his nature.He was wearing a fiery red gauze dress today, with heavy and gorgeous makeup on his face.

"Go back to your own carriage." Fang Siming pushed him away.

"Your child wants to enter meditation, and I gave up my carriage. You two don't show consideration for me." The beauty in red was alluring in every move, and his eyes were full of resentment, expressing affection.

"The make-up is too heavy. And your behavior, you can't see it as a woman from a good family. I'm afraid you learned it from going to the brothel to watch the courtesan?" Fang Siming frowned, leaning forward slightly to prevent Dongfang Bubai from looking at Yan Qingping, Beat him mercilessly.

Dongfang Unbeaten froze.It seems to have been said.

"You look very familiar...why, you also learned it secretly?" Dongfang Bubai would not suffer in vain, he immediately turned back.

However, Fang Siming has become a complete Fang Siming, all the past has been looked at and accepted, and he doesn't care about such trivial matters at all.

"Oh." Fang Siming sneered.He didn't do anything, just raised his arms slightly, pinned the slipping hair behind his ears, and covered his lips with a smile.

A simple movement, but it reveals the gentleness and charm of a woman.As long as you take a look, you can tell that this is a very gentle woman.

"I don't need to steal it." His voice also turned into a deep and melodious female voice, with a hint of magnetism, and it was terribly pleasant.

Dongfang Bubai was dumbfounded.

Yan Qingping took a deep breath and held Fang Siming's wrist.

"Siming." His voice was a little aggrieved.With bright eyes, it says: You didn't show it to me, but you showed it to him!

"Okay, okay, I see." Fang Siming was helpless, and lost his gentle temperament.

"I lost." Dongfang Bubai resumed his original voice, and looked at the two people deeply.

"This is not a strange match..." Yan Qingping rubbed his nose, tilted his head, and leaned on Fang Siming's shoulder.

The femininity of these two big men in women's clothing has exploded.

"If you lose, get lost." Fang Siming put his arms around the thin waist of his Taoist priest, and raised the winner's eyebrows.

"It's really ruthless, obviously the coachman is from this seat." Dongfang Bubai sighed, "You two have always been like this..." He raised his chin, frustrated for a moment with Fang Siming's arm around Yan Qingping's waist, "Never cover up?"

"There's nothing to hide." Fang Siming asked back.

"You don't care, but the Taoist priest can see that he is a decent disciple, and he doesn't care about his reputation?" Dongfang Bubai tried a little bit.

"Why do you say that I look like a decent disciple?" Yan Qingping, who was leaning on Fang Siming's shoulder and pretending to be dead, smiled wryly.

"The Daoist is full of righteousness, and he is not the same person as me at first glance." And at first glance, he looks like the kind who has no life in his hands.

Dongfang Bubai saw the adult version of Yan Qingping for the first time today, and he couldn't believe that this seemingly fairy-like Taoist priest was the nagging little boy yesterday, and he couldn't believe that he and Fang Siming were so close at first glance. Guys who aren't nice guys are a couple.

——Isn’t it really Fang Siming who snatched it?

"The Eastern leader missed his mark." Yan Qingping put his hands around Fang Siming's waist, "Poverty's body and mind already belong to the devil."

"As you can see." Fang Siming smiled lightly.

East Invincible: "..."

"Okay, I can't leave now."

The author has something to say: the plot is both sweet and sweet, yeah