my nun master

Chapter 449 The past is like smoke, disciple of Chunyang
To be honest, a kid who is seven or eight years old can cook and eat it, which is very rare for a man.

She can't praise Longze's talent beyond cultivation, it's just average in Chunyang, but in other respects, she can definitely compete with her in terms of food and entertainment.

Even Long Ze can often come up with some weird things to make himself happy. Sometimes Yu Rui often wonders, does this kid use all his talents to make himself happy?

Of course, since Long Ze liked her so much, the relationship between the master and apprentice was naturally very good, and she doted on Long Ze very much, which caused this kid to become lawless later on.

"Sister, don't you want to eat?"

At this time, Xiaoling also seemed to feel that something was wrong with Yu Rui, staring at the big pot of Luoyan Snow Stuffed Fish on the table, she said greedily.

"It looks delicious, how about I have a taste for you first?"

Qing'er's eyeballs rolled, and when she finished speaking, it didn't mean that Rui stretched out her hand to the table in response.

"Fuck off!"

Yu Rui finally reacted, snatched the fish on the table at once, caught her and scolded all the girls: "Compete as you want. Just now, there are two wins in three rounds and there are two games. Hurry up and compete!" go!"

"Ha ha····"

All the proud girls around sneered, looking greedily at Luoyanxue Nongxue in Yu Ruihu's arms, and looked at Longze with resentful eyes.

Seeing the eyes of the girls, Long Ze laughed dryly, caught him and looked around the audience and laughed: "Well, didn't you still have two more bets just now, my husband is adding a lottery to you, no matter who wins, wait until the earth Add an extra month to the time!"

"Really, really?" Qing'er was instantly excited.

"Sisters, go ahead, I've contracted for two months!"

The next moment, Qing'er stood up instantly, urging the girls to continue.

"Why, you are not allowed to go to both games!"

Xun'er was dissatisfied, Qing'er's words obviously meant that she was going to fight in two rounds, who could beat her besides Yu Rui and Xiao Ling?

Isn't this obvious bullying?

"Yes, you are unfair to other people, the most you can do is one!" Xiaoling said.

The quarrel broke out again, Long Ze just smiled lightly and ignored it, he took Luoyanxue Stuffed Fish from Yu Rui's hand, grabbed his wrist and made a bowl, and fed her bit by bit.

Yu Rui cooperates very well, the master and the apprentice are very supportive, one feeds the other, looks at the envy of all the girls around?

Although they also wanted to eat the food made by the husband himself, but the husband obviously only made it for Yu Rui.

"cough!"

Behind the crowd, Siqi gave Siyu a look, and the two muttered and caught it as if it had been arranged long ago.

The two of them waved their hands, and the void passage opened, and a large number of disciples wearing pure Yang costumes came out one after another. The group of disciples looked around in horror, and under Siqi Siyu's scolding, they faced the table one after another. Serve food and wine.

"This is?"

On the dragon chair, Yu Rui's expression changed instantly when she saw disciple Chunyang. She turned her head to stare at Long Ze and asked, "You arranged it?"

"No?"

Long Ze was also puzzled.

The dishes were served one after another, and all the disciples of Chunyang lined up and stood in the arena.

"The No.30 sixth generation disciple of Chunyang Palace, met the uncle of Master Muyan, uncle of Master Yu Rui!"

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The momentum was mighty, this group of disciples were all young disciples, they bowed their hands to the dragon chair and saluted.

A few disciples looked at the bottom of their feet curiously, because this place is the chaotic sky, there is nothing, they are very curious whether they will fall if they stand here.

However, it turned out that nothing happened after standing for so long, so I was relieved to look around curiously.

With a slight glance from the corner of the eye, a group of Chunyang disciples saw the hundreds of millions of creatures fighting in the distance, and the sky was full of divine light on the battlefield.

They were shocked for a moment, if they went up, they might not be able to block the blow at all.

At this time, they looked directly at the dragon chair.

Long Ze didn't respond, Yu Rui didn't respond, both of them stared blankly at the disciple of Chunyang below.

The expressions of the two were a little bit bad, and the dusty memory seemed to be opened little by little.

In Long Ze's memory, he still remembered the crusade against his master and apprentice by the whole Chunyang at that time.

He still remembered that he said a word at that time: "From now on, our master and apprentice are no longer the disciples of Chunyang. When I come back from the world, I will definitely wait for you to die without a place to die!"

"No, we are no longer Chunyang disciples!"

Long Ze spoke, he moved his arm slightly, embraced Yu Rui who was trembling all over, and said with firm eyes.

The past is like smoke, and Longze really doesn't want to recall this period of the past.

"Junior Sister, Xiaoyan, are you still unwilling to forgive us?"

The void suddenly vibrated, and behind Siqi Siqi, an old man with white beard and hair came out tremblingly, asking in a desolate and trembling voice.

"Junior Sister, it's been a thousand years!"

"Yeah, the long years have passed by like a snap of the fingers, and we are all people who have stepped into the loess with half a foot. Senior sister, we have been holding on just to wait for you to go back!"

"Hehe, so what if I hold on, I can still hold on for a thousand years, but some people don't seem to appreciate it!"

"Ahem, master, slow down!"

"Are they really here?"

A series of five to old voices came slowly, and then five figures came out from behind Siqi Siyu one after another.

The last person who appeared was an old Taoist whose body was old and weak, as if he could be blown away by a gust of wind. He was supported by another old man with white hair.

"Siqi Siyu, what do you mean?"

The person who spoke was Long Ze. He only heard him scream, and hugged Yu Rui, who was trembling all over, tightly in his arms. Feeling that his chest was soaked, he couldn't bear it any longer, and his heart ached even more.

"Are you Xiaoyan?"

At first, an old man with a tough body, squinted his eyes and looked at Long Ze in disbelief.

"What if it is, what if it isn't?"

Tianqing sneered, looking at the group of veterans, she didn't have a good impression of them.

She remembered, thousands of years ago, when this group of old guys forced her husband and sister away, she hated herself for having no strength.

She watched helplessly as her husband and sister were attacked by these veterans.

"Tianqing girl, what happened back then..."

"Don't mention it, Li Wangsheng, if you hadn't resisted death, how could you have come to this point?"

Tian Qing slapped the table, and angrily interrupted the old Taoist, who was Chunyang's former head, Li Wangsheng.

"I heard my sister mention this matter!"

Xiaoling stood up and waved her hands to the surroundings. In an instant, a group of girls stood in front, and she saw Xiaoling pointing to the crowd in Chunyang Palace: "Say, what do you want to do here today? It's been thousands of years. Do you still want to let your husband and sister go?"

"Mother Xiao Ling!"

Siqi exclaimed and wanted to explain, but Xiaoling interrupted directly: "Stop talking nonsense, Siqi Siyu, what do you guys mean? I don't know if your father and mother are uncomfortable. You can't find them if you bring them Happy, right?"

(End of this chapter)