MTL - Bancheng Fengyue-Chapter 33 mess with my heart

Yunjuanyunshu in the sky seemed to be quickly pulled together by a pair of giant hands, the hustle and bustle of people coming and going in the Qingdi Temple gradually faded away, and the little loach in the palm of the palm slept soundly, showing its belly.

Fu Cang covered her with his coat to shield her from the scorching sun, when he suddenly heard a burst of noisy voices approaching from far to near, and someone kept repeating anxiously: "It's true! We really noticed that peach plant just now. There are unclean things under the tree! There is frost on the ground! There is also a strange wind! Master Zhu Xie, please be careful!"

While talking, I saw a large group of mortals coming, surrounded by a man in a red robe and a slender black gauze crown. Seeing that the hoarfrost had melted under the peach trees, the four guards had no choice but to point to the peach leaves all over the ground and said repeatedly: "Master, please take a look! The peach leaves have fallen for no reason! There was really a vision just now!"

Fu Cang leaned on the peach tree and looked at this "National Teacher" silently. What kind of national teacher is this? He is clearly a demon. When he saw the protoss sitting under the peach tree, the national teacher's face turned green, and he found an excuse After chasing everyone else away, I bowed my hands cautiously, and said carefully, "I don't know...the God of God came to the lower realm, this...what's the matter..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the little long-legged loach in Fu Cang's palm again, his face turned pale again, and he said in amazement: "This...could it be Zhuyin Dragon God?!"

As soon as the words fell, the cold Chun Jun had reached his throat, the national teacher froze all over, and said in a trembling voice: "I am not harming anyone! I am a mandrill that lives in Taihang Mountain! I am just greedy for the glory of the mortal world, and came here to be a king. Teacher! God, please forgive me!"

His begging voice was too loud, the loach in his palm gave a very unfriendly "squeak" and turned over, followed by a loud noise from his stomach—this dragon princess is not of much use, but has a lot of trouble , Hurt and hungry so fast.

Fu Cang said lightly: "Bring me some food."

The national teacher nodded again and again: "Yes! Yes!"

He tried his best to glance at the Chunjun sword on his neck. This heavenly sword made him sweat like pulp and was as soft as cotton, but it seemed that it hadn't left his throat yet.

Fu Cang looked at him for a while, then said: "If you say a word about this matter."

He didn't say anything later, the national teacher hurriedly responded: "I... I didn't see anything! Let me take my leave!"

He bowed all the way back, knocked over the rockery by the pond but didn't bother to help it. These noises startled the little loach in her palm again, she moved dissatisfied, and suddenly burrowed into Fu Cang's collar, curled up in a cold ball in front of his chest, opened her mouth, yawned again, and then turned her head Tuck into neckline to block out noise.

Fu Cang subconsciously held down the cold lump on his chest, a rare embarrassment flashed across his face, he opened his collar, and looked down helplessly at the loach in his arms. Moving, sticking to the skin, it was cold and itchy.

Fu Cang tried to grab the loach, trying to pull her out of her chest, but she writhed in dissatisfaction, her head hung on the neckline, drooping weakly.

He was even more helpless, he wanted to forcibly lift her out, but he was afraid of touching the wound, so he was stunned for a long time, and finally had no choice but to let it go.

The surroundings became silent again, only the low snoring of the loach in her arms echoed, the emerald green peach leaves fell like drizzling rain, and one piece fell on her little head, Fu Cang pinched it down for her with his fingertips, without a moment's notice Resisting it, he went to touch her two small dragon horns again.

It feels really good in the hand.

The national teacher came back soon, and filled three tables of delicacies in his sleeves, placed them under the peach tree respectfully, and said: "My God, these foods have been carefully selected and absolutely clean , I hope to please the taste of the gods. The little one didn’t see anything, so I will leave, please go to the gods.”

Fu Cang got up and looked at the delicacies, most of the food in the world is rough, it is not easy for this national teacher to bring these. He picked for a while, but there were not many edible ones, so he chose a tea with a better color and put it near the loach's mouth.

She wrinkled her nose, opened her mouth suddenly, and swallowed the tea in one gulp.

Looking at her small body, a snack is almost enough, their whereabouts are exposed, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Fu Cang pressed his chest, and was about to leave, when the loach squeaked again, very dissatisfied.

In desperation, Fu Cang had no choice but to grab a handful of snacks, and watched as she stuffed them into her mouth, stretched her body round, and then retracted her neckline contentedly, hiding inside to burp.

He had the feeling that she wasn't asleep at all. He opened the neckline to see, her little eyes were still tightly closed, and she found a comfortable sleeping position, drooling.

It must not be easy for Emperor Zhongshan to raise her so big.

Fu Cang dived into the soil, fled for thousands of miles at a stretch, and galloped in the direction of Nantianmen in zigzags. The catfish monster couldn't find them, so it would definitely wander around and wait near the Nantian Gate, but no matter what, the closer it was to the Nantian Gate, the greater the chance of escape.

Suddenly, there are vague shadows in front of him, and there seems to be a large area of ​​dark buildings. I am afraid that it is the underground palace of the ancient demon clan. If you pass through it, you will definitely be questioned. Fu Cang didn't want to cause trouble, so he jumped onto the ground immediately, but he saw the bright moon shining in the sky, and there was a mess of branches and rocks everywhere, and he didn't know where it was in the wilderness.

It was late at night again in the mortal world, if Gu Ting went well, rescue should be here soon.

Fu Cang didn't dare to be careless~www.novelbuddy.com~holding Chun Jun in his hand, he walked forward in zigzags against the wind, before he bypassed a lonely cliff, but he heard a "Huh" from the top of the cliff, the voice was gentle and sweet, even a little familiar.

Looking out of the corner of his eye, he saw an exquisite bamboo pavilion built on the solitary cliff. The God of Shaoyi, who was supposed to be happy in the East China Sea, was holding a sapphire wine glass in his left hand and a beautiful banshee in his right hand. Leaning in the gazebo, she looked at him in astonishment with a half-smile and three-point surprise.

"Junior Brother Fu Cang?" Shaoyi whispered in surprise, "Why are you here?"

The beautiful banshee next to him jumped up when she heard the word "Fu Cang", clutching her chest and exclaiming in shock: "Oh my God! He is the God of Fu Cang?!"

Fu Cang couldn't help being silent, turned his head to look at Shaoyi, he spread his hands helplessly, and chuckled: "Yes, he is the God Lord Fu Cang. Ning Ying, please calm down, don't get too excited. Brother Fu Cang, please come here A story."

Fu Cang raised his eyebrows lightly, thought for a moment, and said: "... Then I will bother Senior Brother Shaoyi."

He jumped lightly and fell into the bamboo pavilion, the banshee next to Shaoyi screamed again, her face was flushed, she covered her face and just stared at him vigorously.

Shaoyi smiled and pushed the jug into her hand, and said leisurely: "Ning Ying, why don't you pour the wine?"

Fu Cang covered the sapphire cup, said calmly: "I'm not good at drinking, so I don't need the princess to handle it."

Shaoyi Zhiyi smiled slightly: "I can't see that Junior Brother Fu Cang's eyesight is so sharp. Ning Ying, look, he has already seen that you are a princess from one of the eighteen clans in ancient times, are you happy now? "

The banshee known as Ning Ying had a bright red face, took a step forward and bowed gracefully, and said softly, "God Fucang, I am the fourth daughter of Lord Jade Mouse, and my name is Ning Ying. I have long heard that the **** is elegant and elegant. , Fang Lan unexpectedly body, saw today, really well-deserved reputation."