female fairy Yan Qingqiu

Chapter 96

Faced with these angry questions, Chang Ping could only deal with them with disdain and ridicule.

It was obvious that they crowded into a mess and blocked the door of the palace, otherwise she would not be bothered to clear the obstacles.

Chi Yun is indeed not good at words, but Chang Ping is much smarter, with a small and exquisite mouth, all the immortals are dumbfounded.

Yan Qingqiu, who was originally apologizing to Chi Yun, was also irritated by endless accusations.

When he and Chang Ping moved their mouths together, the immortals who refuted were speechless and didn't know how to reply.

Seeing that the situation became more and more unmanageable, Chi Yun took the hands of the two of them, and cast the spell to shift in an instant.

When the two came back to their senses, they had already appeared by the Tianhe Youqu.

"Hey, what are you going to do? You let that little girl continue, is her group of sisters still reasonable?"

Chi Yun couldn't laugh or cry, she took off her mask, originally she thought her behavior was wrong, but after hearing Chang Ping and Yan Qingqiu's arguments, she actually felt that she was right?

"Okay, okay, that fairy is about to be told to cry by you, Quandang should be merciful, can you let them go?"

Chang Ping took off his mask and said displeasedly: "Hmph, don't show those newcomers a good look, I really don't know how good I am."

Yan Qingqiu nodded, agreeing more with Chang Ping's statement, until she found out that the spirit lotus in Xianghuolin Palace had not been returned until she tied up her hair.

"Okay, I forgot to return the spirit lottery."

Chang Ping rolled his eyes at the spiritual stick in Yan Qingqiu's hand, and while helping Chi Yun hold the hairpin, he said nonchalantly: "It's just a spiritual stick, it will be returned in a few days, you go now, and people will know who you are at a glance.

Save some face for you Kunlun Palace. "

Thinking about what Chang Ping said is reasonable, it is better not to do these embarrassing things.

Sitting on the edge of the canal, you can see the flying lanterns of the Huahe River. The fairies in the upper reaches gather together to recite poems and recite poems;

After putting Chi Yun's hairpin in a bun, Yan Qingqiu Changping changed his body, changed his clothes and hair, so as not to be recognized.

Yan Qingqiu was dressed in a pleated skirt of moon-white silver gauze, with an ai-green shawl over his shoulders, plain and clean, with a pair of emerald hairpins made of emerald gold, the peacock Hua Sheng, with a clever smile and beautiful eyes.

Changping is wearing a begonia red double-breasted skirt, set off by a bright red cloak, delicate and gorgeous.The agate glazed butterfly steps are swaying, and it moves gracefully with the swaying lotus steps.

The three women face each other, just like a blooming peony, a fresh and elegant magnolia and a lotus that does not stain the mud, each with its own style, but beautiful and moving.

The autumn moon sprinkled the silver light on the slope, and the three of them walked down the stairs step by step, facing the cool autumn wind and the moonlight, it was a glorious scene.

The autumn wind rolled the cloak, and the three colors fluttered in different colors. Next to the ears of the three of them, a few faint sounds of Ah Li came.

Chang Ping poked Yan Qingqiu, jokingly said, "Hey, someone called you."

Yan Qingqiu patted Chang Ping's arm reproachfully: "Don't be ridiculous, how is it possible, besides the two of you, does anyone in the heaven know my name?"

Chang Ping pouted: "What if, what if I really want you?"

Yan Qingqiu rolled his eyes, sighed helplessly, and turned to talk to Chi Yun.

"A Li! Yan Shuangli!"

But at this time, an extremely clear call came from behind, this time the three of them were sure that the person who came was looking for Yan Qingqiu.

Several people took advantage of the situation and turned their heads, only to see a strange fairy standing on the stone ladder.

Seeing that face, Wuzhen Xingjun knew that he did not admit the wrong person, his undulating chest could not bear the excitement, and his feet almost fell down the stairs in a trance.

Chang Ping turned to Yan Qingqiu and asked, "Who is this fairy?"

Yan Qingqiu raised his eyes and looked carefully at the fairy who had called out her name. He frowned and thought about it, but he couldn't find any information about this person in his mind.

"I do not recognize."

Chi Yun recognized the identity of the visitor, and introduced to the two of them: "This is Kong Yan, the star king of the martial arts formation, who was sent to guard the border of the demon 800 years ago.

Gee, when did he come back? "

After listening to Chi Yun's introduction, Yan Qingqiu was still at a loss, and still said that he did not know him well.

But... the stranger gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if she had known him before.

But Yan Qingqiu knew that Wuzhen Xingjun was the younger brother of the Second Northwest Emperor and Hengwen Xingjun.

As the distance gradually approached, when there were only a dozen steps left, Hengwen Xingjun appeared on the top and followed.

Hengwen Xingjun jumped down, right in the middle of the two places, and after exchanging greetings with Yan Qingqiu and the others, he introduced Wuzhen Xingjun behind him to everyone.

Looking at the affectionate expression in Wuzhen Xingjun's eyes, Changping Chiyun is not stupid, so he can naturally see that he and Yan Qingqiu have another story.

So he said: "Everyone, don't stand on the stone ladder. If you have anything to say, go to the open space below." Following Chang Ping's words, the five of them came down together
During the process, even though Wuzhen Xingjun was standing behind Yan Qingqiu, it was hard for the person concerned to notice his passionate gaze. Even Hengwen wondered why Wuzhen was so abnormal today.

As soon as he got off the bluestone ladder, Chang Ping actively held Chi Yun's hand, like a girl who was still novel about the lanterns flowing behind him, and invited Heng Wen Xingjun to accompany them to release it together.

"Wow! Sister Xiying, what is floating on the Milky Way?"

"Ah?" Chi Yun was stunned by this sudden question: "Is it a lantern?"

Chang Ping's behavior was as exaggerated as an old woman from the country coming to a rich man's house for the first time.

"Flower lantern! No one has missed it, can you go with me?" Then he said to Mr. Heng Wenxing: "It's really boring for us two girls to put up lanterns alone. Can Mr. Heng Wenxing accompany us?"

Faced with such an obvious hint, Hengwen Xingjun and Chi Yun took it for granted, held back their laughter, nodded in agreement, leaving Yan Qingqiu and Wuzhen Xingjun waiting for them in place.

Yan Qingqiu was still ignorant, Wuzhen Xingjun had already opened his mouth and said: "A Li, don't you remember me?"

Hearing the stranger in front of her again call out her real name, which not many people knew, the surprise in her heart made her speechless for a long time.

And the next sentence was like a deep-sea bomb, which made her dizzy.

"I am Zhou Zigui"

Yan Qingqiu's hair stood on his head for a moment, and the word "shock" was written in his wide eyes. This name and this person have passed for so long, so long that Yan Qingqiu has blurred his appearance.

But today, it was mentioned again in the mouth of this stranger.

"Who are you!?"

Hearing the vigilance in his tone, he knew that he had to produce more detailed evidence, Wuzhen Xingjun Youyou explained: "800 years ago, the five kingdoms of Middle-earth fought in a melee, and the gods descended from the heavens to save the war-torn era.

And I was reborn in Zhou's family in Wutong Township, Yunzhou, named Zhou Zigui.

Your elder sister Yan Rujin and I grew up as childhood sweethearts, but my mortal parents chose to make a child marriage with you.

When you were three years old, you were playful and burned your sister's most beloved clothes.

You shaved my dad's beard when you were five
You also have a maid named Xiaoyu..."

Listening to Wuzhen Xingjun talking about her childhood, the doubts in Yan Qingqiu's heart disappeared, and those past events that had been forgotten by her once came to her mind.

Tears welled up from the bottom of my eyes, but they came from the depths of my heart. Everything was so unbelievable. What I had been waiting for, but now I found myself so easily.

Wuzhen Xingjun's memory stays on the day when Yan Qingqiu was 15 years old and the day when he was born, everything has changed drastically since that day.

Looking at the tearful woman, her eyes are like a flower full of dew, clear and beautiful.

He took a step forward, hugged the thin Yan Qingqiu tightly, and whispered in her ear: "I'm sorry, I'm back."

She didn't know what kind of mentality to face him, that face was so different from the person in her memory, but the warmth in her chest and arms was so familiar.

And the three people who hid in the distance to observe were all horrified when they saw this scene, even Mr. Hengwen Xing couldn't imagine that his younger brother could do such a thing.

(End of this chapter)