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

Chapter 80

"What kind of person I am has nothing to do with you." Fang Siming played with the teacup with a half-smile.

Yan Qingping touched his nose, feeling that he had committed a heinous crime.

Dongfang Bubai also knew that he couldn't molested Fang Siming too much.He pointedly said: "Yingying is a little girl, it's not good for us to disturb her here, why don't you follow me to the inn of the God Sect."

"Yes." Fang Siming stood up with a flick of his sleeves.

"Yingying, I will come to see you tomorrow." Dongfang Bubai said with a smile.

"Yingying sent Uncle Dongfang and Uncle Fang." Ren Yingying walked in front and led the way, "Sister Qingqing, Feifei, comes to play often."

Qu Feiyan rolled her big eyes: "Father! I want to stay here and play with Sister Yingying for a while!" She won't go back, her foster father will definitely force her to learn the piano!Can hide for a while is a while.

"Oh?" Fang Siming turned his head and looked at Ren Yingying.

"It just so happens that I also really want to talk to Feifei. Uncle Fang, don't worry, I'll send someone back to Feifeidao Inn in a while." Ren Yingying replied.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Fang Siming said, and then took a deep look at Qu Feiyan, "Have fun."

Qu Feiyan shrank her neck heartily.Looking again, the master dressed as a goblin gave her a sympathetic expression.

pill.

After leaving the bamboo forest, Dongfang Bubai waved his hand: "Send it here, Yingying take care."

After finishing speaking, he lifted up lightly, like a red cloud floating into the distance.

"Yingying greets you all." Ren Yingying bowed obediently.Where she couldn't see, Qu Feiyan not only didn't salute, but even made faces.

Fang Siming had no choice but to hold Xiaoqingyuan in one hand, and easily caught up with Dongfang Bubai.

Dongfang Bubai took them to an inn.

"The courtyard has been reserved for you." Dongfang Bubai waved his fan, a little unaccustomed, "I feel that Daoist Yan needs to take a break before talking about the business."

Yan Qingping: "..."

Two quarters of an hour later, the three sat in the yard.

Yan Qingping had already changed back to his original aspirations, his braids were undone, and his black hair fell into the waterfall.What came back with the men's clothing was his sense of shame.

Looking at Fang Siming's smiling eyes and Dongfang Bubai's playful expression, Yan Qingping suddenly wanted to find a crack in the ground and sneak in...

"Get down to business." Yan Qing sat down beside Fang Siming with a straight face.Fang Siming patted his head amusedly—in any case, the depression caused by gaining weight was completely gone.

"You guys also saw Yingying... how do you feel?" Dongfang Bubai was not teasing Yan Qingping.Without him, Fang Siming's golden pupil on the opposite side has already set his sights on him.

Although he wasn't afraid to fight Fang Siming, but this kind of meaningless and dog-food-like reason for fighting... forget it.

"It's not like the child you raised." Fang Siming said.

"Her martial arts is not low, there are not ten Linghu Chong, but there are eight." Yan Qingping lightly tapped the stone table with his index finger.When he was of normal size, knocking on the table with a straight face could scare everyone to death, just like at the inn.But now, he looks like a serious kid.

"It's true... When she was young, I carried her to the back mountain to pick fruits, and I taught many of her martial arts with my own hands." Dongfang Bubai was a little disappointed, "In the end, I still can't raise her well."

"You imprisoned her father, and you still want her to choose you?" Fang Siming knew what happened before Dongfang Bubai.

"Her father took care of her for a few more days? I was always the one who accompanied her and treated her well." Dongfang Bubai frowned.

"Father is always a father and is irreplaceable." This topic brought back memories in Fang Siming's heart, and his face was a little sick.

Yan Qingping frowned: "Siming?"

"Nothing." Fang Siming quickly restrained his emotions.

"Up to now, you still think so." Yan Qingping sighed helplessly, "He has long since stopped treating you as his son, and you have already paid off what you owed him, and you know all of this yourself, so why bother to continue deceiving yourself? Woolen cloth?"

He folded his two small hands and covered Fang Siming's.

"..." Fang Siming remained silent.

"Cough, cough, cough." Although he really wanted to gossip, Dongfang Bubai still interrupted their communication, "Don't you want to talk about business?"

"It's your business." Fang Siming said coldly.

"Eastern religion is mainly about throat discomfort, and there are medicines for poor people here." Yan Qingping smiled kindly.

"..." Dongfang Bubai sighed, "Forget it, anyway, my plan is about to start, if you are in the mood, come and help, or just watch the show."

"Anyway, your family Feifei and Yingying are having a good time, and it's good to help me watch her." Dongfang Bubai Yingying got up, and her demeanor was feminine again, "I'll take a step first. Let someone notify you."

He left quickly.If you don't leave, do you want to see them show their affection?

Of course Fang Siming and Yan Qingping would not keep him.

Seeing that he was gone, Yan Qingping continued the topic just now: "Siming, you have been dragging this issue for a long time. We have been together for several years. You should tell me your thoughts."

Fang Siming was silent.

"Siming, what are you afraid of?" Yan Qingping knelt on Fang Siming's lap, and put his face in front of Fang Siming's eyes, "I'm telling you, no matter what you think..."

"I won't let you go."

Fang Siming finally compromised.He put his arms around the soft body of Xiao Daochang, and pressed his head on his shoulder.

"You're right, I'm tired of playing the scene of father and son's deep love." His voice was full of exhaustion, "If we go back... I probably won't go back to Wansheng Pavilion again."

"But it's impossible for me to betray my adoptive father. If you want, I can find a place and live in seclusion..." He said the last two words extremely erratically.

"What are you doing?" Fang Siming blushed.

——Yan Qingping was biting the side of his neck.

"Siming...I'm so happy..." Yan Qingping loosened his teeth, rubbing the top of his fluffy hair against the red spot from being bitten, "So why don't you make me bigger?"

What about logic?Fang Siming was speechless, but he still got what he wanted.The internal force was reversed, and after the golden light passed, the person hugging him had turned into a handsome avenue leader...

The days go by quickly.

Luoyang is a good place. The two of them traveled around the mountains and rivers during the day, and messed around together at night. They almost forgot about Dongfang Bubai.

Until that day, Qu Feiyan who went to play came back excitedly.

"Master, master! I saw Linghu Chong!"

At this time, Yan Qingping was developing cakes.Without an egg beater, he relied on martial arts to beat the eggs manually.Qu Feiyan ran up to him, and he wiped the freshly whipped fresh milk on the little girl's nose.

"Why is Linghu Chong here?" Yan Qingping raised his eyebrows.

"He's miserable, as if he won't live for a few more days." Qu Feiyan reached out to wipe off the fresh milk, tentatively licked it, and then his eyes lit up, "Master, it's delicious!"

"Poverty is not delicious." Yan Qingping laughed, and fed her a mouthful of milk with chopsticks, "What's wrong with Linghu Chong?"

"It seems to have suffered an internal injury. Oh, master, let me tell you, the Huashan sect is miserable. Yue Buqun came to Luoyang with his disciples in despair, and dare not go back to the mountain." Qu Feiyan gloated, then looked around After a while, "Where's foster father?"

Hearing this, Yan Qingping gave Qu Feiyan a sympathetic look: "Your adoptive father went to find a craftsman to turn on the lamp for you. He said that your dream-inducing technique has officially started, and you can enter the practical stage."

Qu Feiyan froze.

"Don't be lazy. Only by learning martial arts well can you take revenge." Yan Qingping flicked her head with his slender fingers.

Qu Feiyan looked solemn: "I know."

"But Master, you really don't want to watch the fun with me? Those idiots at the Golden Knife Gate insisted that the Xiaoao Jianghu music score on Linghu Chong's body was the secret book of evil swordsmanship, and they are now going to the green bamboo forest."

"What are you going to do?" Yan Qingping lowered his head to tinker with the cake again.

"Go to Lvzhuweng and see if it is a music score or a martial arts secret book." Qu Feiyan felt a little funny when he said this.

"That's it." Yan Qingping rubbed his chin and realized that this was probably the first time the official couple Linghu Chong and Ren Yingying met?

"Do you know where your Aunt Dongfang is?" Yan Qingping asked.

Qu Feiyan replied: "I know!"

"Go and see him." Yan Qingping smiled.

Qu Feiyan blinked: "Could it be that Linghu Chong and sister Yingying..."

She is smart and has already discovered the attitude of several parents towards Ren Yingying, so she has been observing Ren Yingying during this time and found many violations.

"Just go, there will be a good show." Yan Qingping waved his hand.

Qu Feiyan left.

Yan Qingping started to hold back by himself: Why don't he go now? Linghu Chong will be healed, and the official assistant will be removed?

Well, Dongfang Bubai is still playing chess, so wait a little longer.