Qing Leng Xianzun is always ready to run

Yue Qianqiu didn't intend to kill these monsters, since they didn't attack him, there was no need to kill them.

It's just that when Yue Qianqiu asked who was the monster who drove them to come undercover, the answers of those little monsters were beyond Yue Qianqiu's expectation.

"Master, we little monsters can't see the real face of the big monster. We can only see a cloud of mist on his face. If it is not a monster with high cultivation, we will not be able to see the face of the big monster."

Hearing the cat demon's words, Song Chunhan beside him also felt a little complacent.

According to Xiao Yao, doesn't it mean that if he can see Bai Wusi, he can be regarded as a high-level practitioner?

Yue Qianqiu glanced at him, then moved his gaze down to the sword on his waist, and sneered.

"You can only see the true face of the white-feathered crow with the blessing of the treasure you stole from your father. Don't be complacent."

Song Chunhan's face collapsed all of a sudden, and he looked at Mu Chenxue again. Mu Chenxue crossed her arms and looked at him provocatively.

"Axue is highly talented." Yue Qianqiu said, "You'd better not compare with him."

"Master, are you biased?"

"Ah, otherwise, do you think I will favor you?" Yue Qianqiu said, "You'd better not take yourself too seriously."

Even though this is true, Song Chunhan also knows that the master is hard-spoken and soft-hearted, and at a critical moment, he still regards himself as a disciple, but it is because Mu Shenxue has been with him for a few years that the master is so partial to him. After he has been with the master for ten or eight years, and serves tea and water for the master every day, I think you, a little boy who can only read pornographic books, can win me?

The male ghost in red also spoke in his mind: "If you want to reach the level of little friend Axue, Xiao Song, you have to practice for another ten years."

Song Chunhan hissed and asked, "Is the gap so big?"

"It's a world of difference."

Song Chunhan scratched his head embarrassingly: "No wonder my father dislikes me so much."

"It should." Feng Zhaohua said: "If I were your father, I would marry the second wife and have another child."

"What are you talking about! My father has a deep affection for my mother, and it is absolutely impossible for him to marry again!"

"Cough cough." Feng Zhaohua coughed in Song Chunhan's consciousness and said, "Let's use an analogy."

"However, what you said is true, brother." Song Chunhan chatted with Feng Zhaohua in his spiritual consciousness: "If I continue to be such a waste, my father's brand will be defeated by me."

"It's a good thing that you realize this." Feng Zhaohua said slowly, "Now you can start training."

He manipulated Song Chunhan's body, causing him to turn around and go out of the lobby, where he began punching and striding.

Yue Qianqiu raised the corners of his mouth, looked at this scene, and laughed out loud: "Zhaohua has been dead for 200 years, and his temperament is still the same. It feels like seeing an old friend again."

As Mu Chenxue listened, there was always an unpleasant feeling in her heart.

What's the meaning?It means that Feng Zhaohua is more familiar with his master than he is with his master. They fought side by side and have known each other for hundreds of years. Naturally, they are familiar.

But to be unhappy is to be unhappy, to be unhappy with this natural familiarity, and to be unhappy with this kind of indifferent frankness.

Yue Qianqiu looked up and saw Mu Shenxue's expression, his face sank slightly.

Yes, he is very familiar with Feng Zhaohua, but Mu Shenxue is different, Ah Xue is a love engraved deep in the soul, which is different from familiarity.

Yue Qianqiu hooked his hands and told Mu Chenxue to bow his head.

Mu Chenxue thought that his master was going to say something to him, so she lowered her head obediently.

Yue Qianqiu's lips approached Mu Chenxue's ear, and he opened his mouth as if to say something, but suddenly he leaned back, making Mu Chenxue's eyes meet his own.

Mu Chenxue was still in a listening posture, Yue Qianqiu's lips.Just like that, suddenly, it touched Mu Shenxue's lips.

He pecked lightly like a dragonfly touching water, but half of Mu Shenxue's face turned red.

"Master...respect?"

Last time it was Mu Shenxue who took the initiative, but this time Yue Qianqiu attacked first.

Yue Qianqiu clearly understood what he was doing, and also understood what his disciples thought about him.

If you do this, you have done it, and you have done it even more, so what's the matter with a light kiss?

Mu Chenxue was shy. He took a few steps back, his face flushed, and he took a small step forward, looking down at Yue Qianqiu eagerly.

The kittens were all stunned, they didn't expect their only senior brother to have such a relationship with their master.

Now that the kittens are staying here, it seems a bit of an eyesore. The kittens look at each other, thinking about it.

Don't disturb the two of them!

So they moved away, and they all slipped away without making a sound.

"Axue, I won't hide from the predestined fate in my previous life." Yue Qianqiu said, "In any case, Feng Zhaohua is very important to me, but no matter how important he is, he won't be one tenth as important as yours." One is important."

"Axue, come here."

Mu Shenxue took a deep breath and sat beside Yue Qianqiu.

He reached out to hug Yue Qianqiu, but found that his hands were shaking.

It's tense, very tense.

Yue Qianqiu obediently fell into his arms, and said a little tiredly: "I don't know how long our relationship like this can be maintained. When you are full of resentment, I see the hatred for me in your eyes. I owed you something in my previous life."

Mu Chenxue was stunned for a moment, then took Yue Qianqiu's hand and said: "Then Master, I won't look for my shitty past life, we'll just stay like this for the rest of our lives."

"The love between you and us is also the marriage in the previous life." Yue Qianqiu said: "Without the previous life, there is no hatred, and love is naturally gone."

"Then why can't you take love and forget hatred?" Mu Chenxue lowered her head, rubbed Yue Qianqiu's face and said, "I will never hurt Master, if that day comes, Master will kill me."

Yue Qianqiu touched Mu Chenxue's head, smiled and said: "I've already killed you once in my previous life, and if I kill you again, wouldn't I add to my crime? I will still have face in my next life—"

When saying this sentence, Yue Qianqiu was suddenly taken aback.

next life?

He has no such thing as a next life, and it is rare for a remnant soul to be reincarnated. When a remnant soul is reincarnated as an adult, the moment of death is the moment of ecstasy, and it has been going on for thousands of years without exception.

If it weren't for the obsession beyond reincarnation, the remnant soul would not be able to reincarnate.

Yue Qianqiu knew that it was just that he himself hadn't touched this issue until he considered the issue of wanting to stay with his Axue for all his lifetimes, and he realized that he had no future.

Fortunately, Ah Xue didn't listen carefully in class, and Ah Xue didn't know that she didn't have such a thing as reincarnation.

"I hope you kill me once." Yue Qianqiu said: "In this way we will owe nothing to anyone in our next life."

"I don't want it." Mu Chenxue said: "I don't even dare to kill a kitten, but I even killed Master. Master really scared me to death."

Mu Chenxue's coquettish tone temporarily relieved Yue Qianqiu's heavy heart.

Yue Qianqiu got up and looked out of the window again.

"It turns out that you can see begonias all over the yard when you open the window. It's a pity that I broke off a few and put them in the bottle, leaving the whole house without the fragrance of flowers." Yue Qianqiu said.

He turned his head slowly, looked at Mu Shenxue who was looking at him again, and said softly: "As the saying goes, 'if a flower blooms, it must be broken, don't wait until there are no flowers to break the branches'."

Yue Qianqiu pulled down a corner of his outer robe, leaned on the couch, and repeated: "If a flower blooms, it must be folded."

Mu Shenxue's brain exploded with a bang.

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The author has something to say:

It turns out that after our place enters daylight saving time, the regular release of the manuscript box can also change. I didn't notice that the new chapters were sent out at ten o'clock in the evening a few days ago.

I have always set the timer at [-]:[-] p.m., and when it enters daylight saving time, why does the automatic update change to [-]:[-] p.m.?I always thought that the manuscript box was released according to Beijing time, so it was according to my own time?