Long Fushi reluctantly pushed Young Master Yu out of the room. After closing the door again, Qingyun said apologetically:
"Writing poems and using Feng Ziyu so forcefully, will she blame you?"
"Don't worry, my relationship with Ayu is like you and Yao Pofeng. If Hua Yumian is in trouble, will you stand by and watch?"
"Hey, I'm still not strong enough after all."
Long Fushi's confidence did not dispel the haze in Qingyun's heart, and he sat down at the table.
"I know you are worried about me and Alian."
The considerate Long Fushi smiled, and even after pouring a cup of tea for Qingyun, the little fox was not to be outdone and squeezed his shoulders.
But the caring company of the two beauties aroused the guilt in Qingyun's heart even more.
"You have to eat food one bite at a time, and do things one by one. The edge of a sword is sharpened. Instead of feeling sorry for yourself, it is better to face the upcoming difficulties positively, work hard, and one day the clouds will finally clear."
Long Fushi comforted her by saying that her personality is so positive and sunny, and combined with the power of her faint bewildering sound, she can deeply warm everyone around her.
"Okay! Mad, you are just a member of the Pan family. At worst, I will take you away first, and then I will come back when you are successful in your cultivation!"
"Words of caution!"
Long Qingcheng scolded, while gently pinching Qingyun's mouth.
"Oh, Sister Fu Shi, your demands on Yun Lang are too high~"
"Mei Lian, you are the one who spoils him the most. Men are all spoiled."
"Where is it~"
"Not yet? If you don't keep a close eye on me, could you possibly want to have more sisters?"
"Huh? Don't want to, don't want to!"
Just as Long Fushi and Alian were chatting away, the door of the room was lightly knocked again.
"Please come in."
The young master said in a deep voice with a black line on his head.
Feng Ziyu was seen arrogantly spinning his delicate jade flute, while Shutong, who was two heads taller than her, followed shyly behind her, like a maid servant.
"Ayu..."
Long Fushi tried to speak, but Feng Ziyu ignored her, and instead said to Shutong with a look of hatred for iron.
"Hey, weren't you filled with righteous indignation just now? Why do you look like this now?"
Compared to Shutong, Feng Ziyu looked more heroic.
"Ziyu..."
"Stop it, it seems like our relationship isn't that good yet, right?"
Feng Ziyu shook his jade flute and said with a red face.
"I just…"
At this time, Shutong was not as heroic as he was last night. Not only had he replaced his purple purple robe, which symbolized his status, with a tighter monk's robe, but his temperament also seemed to have become that of a big girl.
Just paired with his explosive muscles, not to mention the penetration, of course the contrast is quite cute.
"Brother Shutong, let's come in and talk together."
Long Fushi smiled and said to Shutong, but he turned his attention to Feng Ziyu.
"Hmph! Forget it!"
Feng Ziyu wrinkled his nose and seemed a little unhappy. After entering first, Shutong followed closely.
Alian politely brought a stool to the senior demon clan, but he did not sit down. He only heard Feng Ziyu continue:
"I didn't hide it from Shutong, and he is willing to help you. However, according to what he said, the Pan family has become very arrogant in recent years due to their marriage relationship with the patriarch Feng Yuanjun. I'm afraid it will be difficult to fully deal with this matter. "
"Um…"
Shutong hummed softly.
"So tomorrow we should still go to class and do what we are supposed to do without showing any flaws."
"Um…"
"Shu Tong, do you only know how to hum?"
"Young Master Yu...I..."
"Master Yu? Are there any outsiders here?"
"Didn't you just let me..."
"You! Shutong, you are really mad at me!"
Feng Ziyu angrily knocked Shutong's arm with the jade flute, but it was like knocking on a bluestone slab, which made her jaw go numb. This made her even more angry, and she shook her head and let herself go again. Leave.
"Wait for me!"
Shutong smiled apologetically and then chased after him.
The three of them looked at me and I looked at you. They all smiled and Qingyun said:
"It seems that Young Master Yu is quite tempered."
"Now that she has grown up, she has become much more restrained~ You have never seen her as unruly and willful before."
Long Fushi also smiled and closed the door, and Alian joked:
"You can't be more aggressive than Hua Yumian, right?"
"I've never met Hua Yumian, so it's hard for me to comment."
When the young man heard this, he tilted his head and compared, then he seemed to be hit by a chill, and shuddered and said:
"To be honest, Sister Yu Mian is more powerful. Feng Ziyu only has three points of her skills at most."
"real or fake?"
After hearing Qingyun's comments, Long Fushi seemed very surprised. After all, she had met many girls from the Long family, and even Long Qingdi was not as unruly as Feng Ziyu.
"Well, when she was forced into marriage by senior Hua Yingguan, she chopped up her dowry into pieces with a knife in anger, and then fled to the Thirty-Third Realm alone. She even dared to challenge powerful alien beasts with her cultivation in the Hundred Meridians Realm. That's called A cruel one!"
Qingyun frowned in memory, but his face was filled with a touch of warmth.
"Then you're still not satisfied?"
"I...when did I stop being satisfied?"
The young master helplessly spread his hands to protest, but to be honest, he really likes the gentle type. Of course, Xiao Luoyi's kind of person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside is also good.
Seeing his appearance, Long Fu smiled as he finished the poem and said:
"Okay, it's getting late. Let's take a rest early in case there will be a battle tomorrow."
"Um."
"Okay~"
Qingyun and Alian agreed at the same time.
It was night, and except for the carefree little fox, Long Fushi and the young master did not fall asleep.
After discussing for half a night, Long Fushi finally decided to go with Alian tomorrow morning to the two sisters, Shenwei and Xiange, in Hanchan Cave to avoid becoming a burden for Qingyun's final escape.
Because the young master told Long Fushi the secret that Zang Feng could break through space, so even if the Pan family really took someone by force, he could escape at any time.
There are a large number of demon cultivators in Hanchan Cave, including Shutong. It is impossible for the Pan family to be so blatant. Of course, Qingyun being caught is the worst plan.
From the second half of the night to the early morning, the young man had been meditating, trying to adjust his energy and spirit to the peak, while Long Fushi read through all the ancient historical books he brought back, oh no, I should say he memorized them backwards. Again.
In her words, being idle is also idle, but I am not in the mood to read anymore, so Fei Lao's exams and other matters should be put off later.
Interestingly, Qingyun also learned from the chat that Long Fushi had opened the furnace yesterday morning. Although she was refining the most basic Naqi pills and it failed, she actually praised Haikou, saying It will be 100% perfect next time.
"Alchemy is about controlling the changes in the spiritual energy in the alchemy furnace, finding a suitable balance point, and then condensing it into an elixir. In principle, it is not difficult."
The words in Long's poems have always been extremely penetrating.
However, even a genius with excellent alchemy qualifications like Xiao Ye dare not guarantee that he will be able to master a batch of elixirs, let alone Long Fu Shi, who only knows some theoretical knowledge.
But it was impossible for him to flatter his sweetheart, so he could only smile and congratulate him in advance.
"I know you don't believe it, how about we make a bet?"
"What bet?"
Qingyun asked with interest.
"Just bet on the Miaoyin stove. If I can make a furnace of Naqi pills next time, you can give me the Miaoyin stove!"
Long Fushi said with burning eyes.
"No problem, what if you lose?"
"I won't lose!"
Long Fushi patted his own "Yima Pingchuan" and said confidently.
"When I talk about composing poems, it's a gamble. There has to be a bet, so I won't lose much~"
Qingyun said speechlessly.
"Hmm~ But I don't have anything valuable on me. What do you want?"
"I want you~"
The young master laughed evilly, which made Long Fushi feel embarrassed and annoyed, but she nodded her head for the first time and said with a sweet smile:
"Although I promised you, unfortunately, you will definitely not get it this time~"
"Hahaha, I'll wait and see~"
As usual in the early morning, Long Fushi cooked a bowl of hot porridge with rich aroma for Qingyun.
Although he had already gone away, he still enjoyed the rich smoke and smoke, especially the delicacies cooked by Long Fushi.
It is said that the best taste in the world is pure pleasure, and Qingyun does not like big fish and meat, but he always feels that being pure and heartless, or even heartless and without desires, is not the ultimate principle of spiritual practice.
This road should never have an end, and only on the road can we truly practice.
After going out, he found that the rooms chosen by Shu Tong and Feng Ziyu were very symmetrical, and they were all located one room away from him. God knows whether this old man was really ignorant or just pretending to be innocent.
"Did they not come back all night?"
The young man raised his head and looked at the sky. The red sun had just risen, and the doors of both of them were actually locked.
However, the expert in the Concentration Realm didn't need to worry about him. He waved to Yingwu who was already waiting for him in the distance, and Qingyun went to class pretending to be there.
"Hello, Brother Yun."
"Good morning, brother Qingyun!"
"Brother Yun went to class so early!"
I heard such greetings no less than twenty times.
When others are polite, he will not lose his etiquette. This is Qingyun's consistent code of conduct, but even so, until he left the courtyard, he felt that his face was frozen with laughter.
"Brother Yun, you are now a celebrity in our Jiangyun Cave!"
"By the way, I wanted to ask you yesterday, what is going on?"
"What else can you do? Isn't it just because you injured Mr. Pan earlier? Not only did nothing happen, but you also invited Mr. Yu and Mr. Shutong to the dormitory as guests. Everyone is secretly guessing that you have a huge background! "
After hearing this, the young master was speechless and said:
"If I had a background, could I still hang out here?"
But the conversation changed and he sent a message as he walked:
"Didn't I tell you to keep a distance from me? Why are you still waiting for me to go to class?"
After hearing this, Yingwu's expression remained unchanged and he whispered:
"Yesterday, I asked a friend to check out the situation of the Pan family. I just got a reply this morning, saying that they had found Jiangyun City."
Although Ying Wu's name was not stated clearly, Qingyun could tell that he probably guessed who Pan Longnai had killed.
