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

Chapter 78

Winter is over soon.After the spring thunder, everything recovers.

A carriage moved slowly on the main road of Luoyang City.

"Several, do you want to repair it in the city first?" the coachman asked in a low voice.

"Go to the place your master said." A clear and clear boyish voice came from the carriage.

"Yes." The coachman waved his whip, and drove the carriage to Dongcheng.

"But see that monkey head..." After instructing the driver, Yan Qingping continued to study with his head down.

"Stop." Fang Siming suddenly opened his eyes with closed eyes and squeezed the ears of Qu Feiyan who was meditating, "Stop pretending."

Qu Feiyan just maintained a posture of meditating, but actually the whole person was secretly listening to Journey to the West!

"Hey." Qu Feiyan, who was caught eavesdropping, opened his eyes, "Master, keep reading, don't worry about me."

Yan Qingping was helpless: "Look at you, you can still shoot so many moths just by sitting down."

"It can't be my fault, you tell me a story, but you still don't let me listen to it?" Qu Feiyan spoke eloquently.

"That's right, you can't calm down like this. If that's the case, go to the outside of the carriage and meditate." Fang Siming leaned against the carriage wall with a cold and indifferent expression.

"No, no, no, I can calm down and be quiet." Qu Feiyan laughed.

Yan Qingping gave Qu Feiyan a look of helplessness.Fang Siming is in a bad mood recently, and the two of them, the master and the apprentice, must be extra well-behaved.

As for the reason for the bad mood...

Isn't it just the beginning of spring, so we need to change into new clothes.As a result, I don't know if I don't change it. Today, Fang Siming found out that something was wrong as soon as he took the upper body.

He is fat.

If you look closely at the face, you can see that the original normal face has become an oval face.In fact, from the moment he met Yan Qingping in Lu Xiaofeng's world, he was getting fat little by little.Maybe this New Year's Eve is very comfortable, so the fat is particularly obvious?

It's actually not a big deal.But Fang Siming, who noticed his physical changes, practiced martial arts in the yard, and it was no surprise that he found that his skills were a lot slower-after all, he was fat.

Look at those little An boys, each of them is over a hundred pounds, and they are extremely agile.Bald... the master is different, Bailiu is not afraid.

Therefore, Fang Siming was depressed for several days because of this matter.

Yan Qingping lowered his head amusedly, covered his mouth with his fist and coughed a few times.This is actually his fault, because this time Fang Siming's poison was finally cured. During the Chinese New Year, he didn't customize the recipes properly, and they were all Fang Siming's favorite meat.Fang Siming who has no restraint... plus Fang Siming sleeps almost nine hours a day during the New Year's Eve, and doesn't exercise much... Oh, it's great to be fat. Thinking about the first time we met, Fang Siming couldn't hide his cloak Living skinny, he feels that Fang Siming is very proud of being able to put on weight now.

Besides, Fang Siming is not fat now.He was too thin before, but now he is normal.

Yan Qingping even wanted to give him a soft belly.After touching the beautifully shaped abdominal muscles, he reluctantly gave up the belly plan...

"What, your throat is uncomfortable? Take medicine." Fang Siming glanced at him coldly.

"No, no, no, thank you Brother Siming for your concern." Yan Qingping restrained his smile and sat upright solemnly, "I study, study."

"Oh. No need, let your apprentice meditate with peace of mind." Fang Siming smiled coldly.

Yan Qingping winks at Qu Feiyan.Qu Feiyan was also very obedient, she quickly sat down cross-legged, and tried her best to get herself into the state of cultivation.

"Siming, are you still angry?" Relying on his youthful body shape, Yan Qingping cautiously approached Fang Siming, and rubbed against him like a kitten.He didn't have his hair tied up, which is rare today, and his waist-length black hair hung down without any modification, and he was not wearing a Taoist robe, but a very delicate snow-white dress.

"Why am I angry? You didn't make a mistake." Fang Siming's eyelashes drooped, but he still couldn't help rubbing the top of Xiaodao's plush hair.

Yan Qingping didn't think so.He had to find a way to make Qingyuan happy.He thought about it, looked at the apprentice who had entered the state, and suddenly had an idea.

"Siming, I've entered Luoyang City. I'm a little worried." He gritted his teeth, "The Eastern Hierarch found out that the person I abolished at the time was from the Golden Knife Gate, and the main gate of the Golden Knife Gate is in Luoyang City, so My reputation as a monster must have spread widely..."

"So what?" Fang Siming's eyebrows turned cold, "I'm giving them face by not bothering them, so should I avoid them?"

"You can't say that. If I'm recognized, those righteous people will come to find fault one after another, and it will definitely be very troublesome." Yan Qingping said righteously, "So I don't think it's safe to look like this. "

"Then what do you want, grow bigger?" Fang Siming said angrily, "Just say no." He stretched out and grabbed Xiao Daochang's slender wrist, wanting to pass on his internal strength.

"Hey, no." Yan Qingping blushed, "That's so boring. I mean..."

"What?" Fang Siming narrowed his eyes.

"I mean...a year ago, when we went to the annual meeting, didn't you wear women's clothes?" Yan Qingping hesitated, "I...although I haven't learned it, but I'm ten years old now, pretending to be A little girl is still fine..."

"You..." Fang Siming looked at him with complicated eyes, "It's not necessary, you are different from me, there is no need for anything."

"It's the same, but it's different." Yan Qingping actually wanted to do this a long time ago.Of course, it's not that he wants to evolve into a women's clothing boss, it's just that he feels that the equality between the two that he has maintained for so many years should not be broken.

Therefore, Fang Siming can be a "wife", and so can he.

Fang Siming held up Xiaodaochang's small chin and looked at his face carefully.The more you look, the weirder his expression becomes.

"really?"

"really!"

Qu Feiyan burst out laughing.

Yan Qingping: "!!!"

The smelly girl is pretending to practice kung fu again!

An hour later.

The curtain of a tailor shop was lifted, and the shopkeeper sent these generous guests away with a bright face.

A handsome man with white hair and two lovely girls in Yuxue.

two.

One is dressed in light yellow, and it looks full of weirdness at first glance.Her face was a little distorted, and she seemed to be holding back something.another...

The "girl" was wearing a light red long dress, with long hair like a waterfall, and a few delicate braids woven into headbands hanging down on both sides. Her small snow-white face looked no bigger than a palm. "She" is slender and petite. Although she is still young, her facial features have revealed her beauty.The red lips are thin and fiery red, the peach blossom eyes that have not grown yet show shyness and affection, and the tear mole under the eyes adds a bit of maturity.

When he grows up, he will become a goblin who will harm the country and the people.

The goblin was holding the hem of the skirt with two slender hands, leaning against the handsome white-haired man with a slightly rosy cheek.

The three got into a carriage together.

The coachman kept his eyes on his nose.Don't dare to look at the affairs of the masters.

"Hahahahahahahaha... Mother-in-law, you are too good-looking!" Qu Feiyan stopped holding back when she got in the car, and she just collapsed on the car with a smile without image.

Fang Siming coughed, feeling a little guilty.It's all because Yan Qingping was so good-looking when he was a child, he couldn't control himself when he started to draw, and inspiration burst out as soon as he drew.A foundation that was not faulty at first was decorated into a peerless little fairy in this way.

Yan Qingping, who was dressed as a woman, ignored his apprentice who was going to die.He pursed his lips uncomfortably, and moved closer to Fang Siming's side.

Anyway, the goal of making Fang Siming happy has been achieved.Yan Qingping blinked his watery eyes, and suddenly had an immature thought.

He cleared his throat, making his voice as clear as possible.Some girls' voices are also very young, so if he speaks a little softer, he won't reveal his secrets.

He knelt up, put his small hands on Shang Siming's shoulders, slowly moved his red lips closer, then opened them slightly, and uttered a word in a girl's voice.

"... foster father."

Qu Feiyan froze.

Fang Siming... also froze.

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