not good, immortal

Chapter 125 First Meeting
"what?"

What kind of problem is this?
Yue Yue was already mentally prepared to tell some long-lasting love stories. After all, he still has a status called Yuelao, so he is very confident in dealing with this kind of problem.

After all, God Lord Lu Gui bears the setting of "the domineering god will cut down all directions for me", and even a mother will be so moved that she will immediately agree with her body when she goes back.

He met Feng He's searching expression and thought to himself, but this cat demon empress is really...

Forget it, what pot goes with what lid.

"This...he really said it." Yue Yue calmed down and comforted himself. The plane still had to fly for six or seven hours, and he could still tell the story slowly, saying: "He said, he was afraid that you would forget By the way, do you want to think about it yourself?"

As if responding to his words, the jade cong on her chest lightly emitted a warm light again.

Feng He took down the jade cong and looked at it intently.

The jade cong seemed to have absorbed enough spiritual power in the eyes of miracles, and when touched with the divine sense, there was a response.

Yes, she remembered.

……

At that time, she was riding a white deer, leisurely stepping on a string of water splashes by the stream.

On the other side, a gray-faced young man squatted beside the stream, scooped up a mountain spring, and rubbed it on his face casually.

This rubbing brought the muddy area on the face to a larger extent.

Even so, it can be seen that he was born with bright eyes and white teeth, very handsome.

There are a few not-so-strong immortal qi lingering around him.

Is it the little fairy?
I don't know where he went to mess himself up.

Feng He looked very strange, and asked: "You don't know how to spell? Wouldn't it be good to use a dust-avoiding formula?"

The young man ignored her, and continued to take up the spring water and wash his face slowly.

It seems that he is not good at these, not only did not wash his face clean, but also splashed mud on his clothes.

"You can't do that."

Seeing that he ignored him, Feng He was not angry, and slowly climbed down from the white deer, took out a square handkerchief from his body, and handed it over, "Use this."

The little boy paused, looked at the soft handkerchief with those beautiful eyes, and shook his head, "Mother said, you can't take other people's things at will, um, especially girls' things."

Oh, it turns out that there is still a mother.

There are many fairy families in Xihuang, and it is unknown which fairy gave birth to the doll.

Feng He was full of interest, and said, "It's not for you, just return it to me after you use it up."

"No." The boy shook his head and buried his face very clumsily.

"..." Feng He looked at the soft handkerchief in his hand, a little dazed.

Xishu Xianshan is her master's territory, how can I put it, it is also her territory, which fairy and little demon would not be polite and happy when he sees him?
The good intention was actually rejected.

This little fairy is so strange.

The more so, the more curious she became, and simply asked: "What's your name?"

Hearing this, the young man only looked up at her from the interval of washing, didn't say much, and bent down again.

"..."

After bumping into obstacles one after another, Fenghe was a little unhappy, she led the white deer across the stream, and put her head in front of the young man, "Look at your disheveled face, I'll call you Xiaotu."

At this time, he finally had some reaction, raised his face and frowned, "I'm not called Xiaotu."

Lu Jun looked up at the young fairy in front of her, but couldn't get angry.

He saw quite a few little fairies of various kinds in the Kingdom of the Imperial Sun, and most of them were beautiful in appearance and generous in manner.In comparison, this girl is too out of shape.

Just like the way she was riding the white deer crookedly just now, in the sun palace, she would probably be hit by a board.

However, it is very clever and pleasant, and it is not the same as those wooden fairies in the past.

Lu Jun looked at the little face in front of him, although his mother warned him that he could not reveal his real name to others while he was being fostered in Xihuang.The name sounds too...

"Then what's your name?"

The wind in the forest blew her black hair into a mess. She tilted her head and asked while combing her ears and hair.The gurgling stream made her figure very blurry.

"I'm a sixth grader at home, and my name is Congyu..." Lu Jun was still thinking about what alias she should make up.

The girl in front of her stared wide-eyed, as if she suddenly realized, "Oh, Xiao Liu?"

Lu Jun nodded, this name is not bad, much better than that Xiaotu.

Immediately, she shook her head again, casually pulled a dandelion and blew it, and said, "That's good, that wild boar spirit in Yunzhou is also called Xiao Liu. Look, do you look like a wild boar spirit?"

After finishing speaking, she threw the dandelion away, raised the tip of her nose with her hand, and moved closer to him: "Look, look."

Although she looks very funny...

Lu Jun didn't expect her to approach suddenly, and the cold fragrance from the girl's body hit him at the same time. He staggered and almost fell into the stream, but he was restrained by two white satin, which barely stabilized his figure.

Feng He stretched out his hand to pull him back, looked at the young man's pretty eyes, and sighed, "You are stupid, similar to that Xiao Liu."

Lu Jun frowned again, "I didn't."

It was just the first time he was so close to a girl, so he lost his mind for a while.

"Don't frown, you look very young, why do you always like to do this action." Feng He stretched out his hand seriously, trying to smooth the wrinkles between the young man's eyebrows, "Wrinkles will happen."

"Why do immortals have wrinkles?" Lu Jun wanted to open her hand, but retracted when it touched the girl's white porcelain skin.

He was stunned for a moment.

His mother never taught him how to deal with this situation.

Fenghe succeeds.

She put her hand between the young man's forehead, and seeing his expression from being dazed to almost resisting, she let out a "puchi" and said with a smile, "That's right, Xiaotu is so good-looking, but he can't frown."

Lu Jun slightly shrank her head back, she indeed smiled sweetly, but: "My name is not Xiaotu."

"Oh, what's that called you? Xiaoyu?" Feng He retracted his hand embarrassingly, twisting a strand of black hair, thinking, "Could it be too girly?"

"My name is..." the boy said in a daze.

"What's your name?" The girl tossed her hair away, tilted her head and brought her head closer to him.

Lu Jun thought about it, but she still didn't say it.

Now that his father passed away, Shaohao succeeded to the throne, and his mother's kingdom of Sun Yu was often threatened, and she couldn't take care of herself. Those half-brothers seemed to have their own thoughts...

Only among the fairy mountains of Western Shu is still a pure land, so the mother sent their underage brothers here.

But who knows, which side is this girl in front of?

"Okay, then I will still be called Xiaotu." Fenghe is very satisfied, she always likes to give everyone nicknames, and calling them like this is much more affectionate than calling you honorable.

Lu Jun recalled the things she saw in the Sun Palace, lowered her eyes, and felt a little depressed.

Feng He didn't know, so he thought he was dissatisfied with the nickname, and comforted him: "Think about it, jade is made of earth and stone, and the two earths are piled up to make jade, well."

She picked up a branch and wrote the character "Gui" in the mud, saying plausibly: "And among the five elements, jade belongs to earth..."

"Jade belongs to gold." Lu Jun just waved away the unhappiness in his mind, and corrected him.

"Oh, really?" Feng He blinked, she didn't like reading very much, so naturally she didn't remember these things clearly.

"Yes." Lu Jun was very serious.

"Oh..." The girl dragged out the ending for a long time, then threw away the branch and asked again, "Then, little soil, where are you from?"

(End of this chapter)