not good, immortal

Chapter 84

"hiss……"

Qi An gasped.

Never forget?How could she know.

This can be said to be Xinhai's biggest secret in the past hundred years.

Before he could figure out how to answer, a brand new nanny car turned in like a savior, and stopped in front of the three of them.

As soon as the car turned off, Qiao Zhenzhen jumped down from the top and stood in front of Feng He: "Deng Tuzi, stay away from my Xiaohe!"

Qi An looked rather embarrassed.

Feng He frowned, Zhenzhen seemed to have misunderstood this Immortal Qi An too much.

When browsing online forums a few days ago, Fenghe was also lucky enough to see some menstrual posts such as bride price and dowry.

The master of the demon world learned ignorantly that the signing of the marriage room is considered by some Chinese people to be the best proof that a man shows his love to a woman.

These days she can see clearly that this Immortal Qi An has almost nothing to blame for Zhenzhen.

If she understands correctly, Bai Ning's demeanor is not like an ordinary assistant at all, and she took Qi An to change clothes just now.

Feng He has reason to suspect that Qiao Zhenzhen's new management team is also planned by this person.

Combined with what Zhenzhen said in her ear, it is not difficult to see that she has some affection for this Immortal Qi An, but she doesn't know it.

That business... more like a prop she used for self-hypnosis.

Fenghe decided to explain to the poor fairy, and said softly: "He just said that the real estate certificate of the wedding room is written in your name alone."

As soon as these words came out, Qi An became even more embarrassed.

Even Bai Ning on the side covered the hand he had just put down again.

"What? The wedding room?"

Qiao Zhenzhen's face suddenly turned crimson, and regardless of her wearing double hate sky high, she grabbed her handbag and made a gesture to hit Qi An, "What nonsense, apprentice!"

Qi An didn't hide.

The moment the handbag was about to rub against his face, Qiao Zhenzhen stopped in time.

She looked at the slightly disappointed look in Qi An's eyes, and suddenly felt a little flustered.

"I, I'm hungry." Qiao Zhenzhen immediately turned around, took Fenghe's hand, and walked to the car, "Xiaohe, let's go eat."

"Oh..." Before getting into the car, Feng He looked back at Qi An.

This guy who was almost beaten was actually a little happy?what's going on?

Before she had time to study the miraculous emotions of the two, she was taken to a local restaurant.

Feng He watched as Qiao Zhenzhen's new manager, Bai An, generously booked the entire second floor for her, and ordered dishes for half of the tables with a swipe of his pen.

This person is indeed very different from the previous Aunt Hua and the sister Mei who only appeared in complaints.

Bai Ning also followed, and she took out a notebook wrapped in a leather case from the horribly large backpack she was carrying, and recorded something carefully.

Feng He cast a glance inadvertently.

It actually said the name of the dish and the number of times Qiao Zhenzhen stretched out her chopsticks? !
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Is Zhenzhen about to...be enthroned?
"You don't want to eat?" The female star didn't forget to care about her thighs while she was feasting.

"I'm not hungry today." Feng He couldn't bear to compete with her for food, and she was telling the truth.

"Oh... well, don't you eat it too?" She turned to Bai An Bai Ning.

"We have working meals." The two of them have worked for Qi An for many years, and they are very professional.

Qiao Zhenzhen curled her lips, although the feast was lost with no one sharing the fun.

But, it's all hers, happy!

The female star quickly ate and drank enough, and the few returned to the small courtyard.

This time they didn't see Qi An again, Bai Ning led them into the villa on the right.

She took the two of them around the house, introduced the various facilities like a butler, and then said: "The luggage has been packed for you, and it is placed in the cloakroom on the second floor. If you need it, call me again."

After that, he left quietly.

This unprecedented treatment made Qiao Zhenzhen a little confused, and murmured: "Is it true... I have been promoted?"

But she is worthy of being a model worker.

After being dazed for a few seconds, he quickly found the script of "Pairing the Immortals" that had been sorted out and placed on the coffee table, greeted Feng He and locked himself in the room again.

Fenghe: ...

I also want to ask about Wu Wang Ya.

Forget it, let's go out for a stroll and see if we can find any clues by the way.

Feng He went out, stood on the porch, and first looked at the small courtyard, which consisted of four seemingly connected but independent houses.

These houses are very delicately repaired, and look newer than those in the city, but the style is not bad.

Immortal Qi An came out from the opposite room just now.

Seeing Zhenzhen's reaction, Fenghe has reason to believe that the accommodation conditions must be subsidized by Immortal Qi An.

She smiled, raised her legs and walked forward.

Suddenly, a strong sense of crisis arose in Feng He's heart, as if the coercion of the feathered arrow piercing the air in the dream rolled from not far away.

Not good, there is fairy air!

It's not as flat and non-aggressive as Immortal Qi An's, it's extremely domineering.

It rushed straight into the sky as if it had just broken through some shackles, with a trace of power that could destroy the world.

The girl stared intently.

The landscape position in the courtyard, the space began to fluctuate, as if a stone was thrown into a calm lake, as if the ripples were rippling, one after another hit her.

Is it just affected?
She took a step back slightly, a trace of blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.

Feng He raised his eyebrows, outside the courtyard, there were pedestrians passing by, children playing, and the time was peaceful.

This is... only for goblins?

She hurried back to the house and ran to Qiao Zhenzhen's room.

Pushing open the door, the female celebrity was standing with her back to her, unscathed, holding a mobile phone, facing the microphone:

"That's right, the pigs, cows, and sheep must all be alive, and they must be delivered before nine o'clock tomorrow night."

After hanging up the phone, she turned around happily: "I'm ordering three animals... Ah! Xiaohe!"

The young girl has a youthful face, but her white and tender face makes the bright red at the corner of her mouth more and more obvious.

is blood.

She threw away her phone in a hurry and ran over.

"what on earth is it!?"

……

"Your sister is actually..."

Seeing Qiao Zhenzhen's angry eyes, Qi An almost slapped himself.

What kind of sister is this, she is clearly the ancestor.

The big monsters of ancient times, those who can live to this day, more or less have some constant and chaotic relatives with the gods of the heavens.

Qi An immediately lowered his eyebrows and bowed his hands.

He has only been in the immortal class for a hundred years, and his cultivation is still a fraction of that of others, so naturally he can't see this young girl with an exquisite figure and an innocent face...

She is actually a demon!
Feng He pulled Qiao Zhenzhen's sleeve, forcing himself to suppress the still surging undercurrent in his chest, and asked calmly, "What happened to the immortal energy just now?"

Qi An lowered his eyebrows and pleasing his eyes: "Mrs. Hui, this is a unique sacrifice on our Yingzhou Island."

"Sacrifice?"

"Yes, since one hundred and thirteen years ago, every August [-]th, the little fairy will appease His followers who are still in the world."

One hundred and thirteen years ago?

Fenghe quickly converted the time, Jiyou year, that is, 1909 AD.

"At that time, what happened?" she asked.

"The specifics... Xiaoxian doesn't know much about it, but only knows that on the second day of the sixth month of the first year, the god came from the north and rested here for several months, leaving his mount here, and then disappeared. "

Qi An really didn't know.

Back then, he was just a tiny fairy, and he lived for decades.

Don't talk about gods, even if the dragon he left behind breathed out, he would be able to burp.

The second day of June in the first year, that is, the year of Wushen, the month of Wuwu, the day of Bingchen?

Feng He only felt that he had suffered a heavy blow in the dark, and his mind was confused. It was too late to convert it into the current year, and he could only grasp the clues in his words: "Mount? Is it a dragon?"

She thought secretly in her heart, if it was true, it would coincide with that online novel and what Jiao Jing said.

Qi An respectfully nodded: "Exactly."

Feng He understood it, and listened to Qi An what the jiaojing said, and asked: "Is there such a saying?"

Qi An looked a little dignified, and said: "With such methods, not everyone can call out that dragon god."

"Why?"

"Sud is the one who is destined."

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(End of this chapter)