Four and a Half Years Old Prophet is Pampered by Ten Brothers

Cao Ji, who was inquiring about the news with Wen Xianlei, suddenly felt a chill behind him.

He looked around suspiciously, but saw no suspicious person.

He was a little relieved, and continued to chat with Wen Xianlei. The content of the chat was probably, "Why did you come back suddenly?" "Are you accompanying your boyfriend to see your elders?" "Are you considering marriage?"

Anyone who is more sensitive can realize that this Cao Ji's drunkard's intention is not drinking.

At first glance, he is concerned about Wen Xianlei, but in fact, he is most concerned about whether Wen Xianlei will stay in the Taoist temple in the future.

And Wen Xianlei deliberately showed a weak and confused look, "I don't know either, I listen to my boyfriend and master about these things."

A trace of contempt flashed across Cao Ji's eyes, and he quickly moved to tears.

"You've waited so long for him, but you still have to cherish every minute you have with him."

Wu Zhuming read the formula to urge the wheelchair, and the wheelchair floated directly, about a few centimeters above the ground, which was enough for him to follow a few people up the mountain without anyone's help.

Noticing that his girlfriend looked back at him from time to time, Wu Zhuming smiled gently.

But when his girlfriend turned his head, he looked badly at Cao Ji, who encouraged his girlfriend to leave the Taoist temple, and a male disciple who was too attentive and very hostile to him.

The little cutie took Xiaotongtong's hand and jumped behind him.

Noticing Wu Zhuming's reaction, the two got closer and closer.

in the brain.

Little cute: "Lele always thought that Senior Brother Fourteen was easy to bully, but now I think he's actually quite scary."

Xiaotongtong: "The strong face different people and show different looks. Whether they are strong or weak, it varies from person to person."

What Xiaotongtong didn't say is that his girlfriend was bullied, and someone wanted to rob her, so it's strange that Wu Zhuming didn't respond.

When you reach the middle of the mountain, you can see the magnificent buildings, white walls and black tiles, like landscape paintings splashed out of ink, which are almost integrated with the mountain.

A few seniors stood in front of the door, followed by a few young disciples.

Xing Ling approached Zhuang Yan and whispered, "This welcome ceremony is quite grand."

Zhuang Yan glanced at him, "You know the reason."

Xing Ling touched his nose and stepped back.

Lancer was on the side. Hearing this, he was at a loss. He could only ask Ji Ting, "Friend Ji, do you understand?"

Someone 2.3 meters in size touched his head and smiled naively, "It would be strange if I could understand."

Lancer:"…"

Chongxiao Guan Taoist Wen Xin took the initiative to meet him.

This is a man with a very charitable face. He is thin and wears a large Taoist robe, which gives a feeling of frailty.

"Welcome everyone to come to Chongxiaoguan, I have prepared the room for you. Everyone take a rest, and we will clean up the dust for you."

Zhuang Yan made a few polite words.

Wen Xin said a few more polite words.

The little cutie looked left, looked again, and turned to look back to Wu Zhuming, suddenly turning into a tender little girlfriend's warm tears, and suddenly covering her heart.

Xiaotong was startled.

"Lele, what's the matter, are you not feeling well?"

With a small face wrinkled, Cutie said worriedly, "It turns out that Lele did not meet one, but two powerful opponents."

Xiaotongtong: "?"

Little cute whispered: "Senior sister Wen likes to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and her master seems to be better at pretending."

At least the thin and weak Wen Xin was particularly harmless against the background of the majestic elders, just like a puppet whose power was emptied.

Cao En interrupts Wen Xin's words.

"They are all tired, let them rest."

The tone is not polite.

Wen Xin seemed to be unaware, "That's right, Feiyang, you take them there to rest."

He didn't seem to be surprised that Zhuang Yan would bring so many people. Even if he saw that Qin Haikuo and Qin Xi were not in the industry, he didn't show much weirdness.

"Tear, come with me."

Wen Xiantui hid behind her boyfriend with only one head exposed, and said pitifully, "Master, I can explain it."

Wen Xin chuckled softly, like a spring breeze blowing through peach blossoms.

Wen Xianxian shivered and stood up reluctantly.

She turned back three steps at a time, looking at her boyfriend aggrieved.

Even if she was only pretending, Wu Zhuming felt distressed and simply drove the wheelchair to follow.

"Senior Wen should also want to chat with me. Shouldn't he dislike me for staying?"

Wen Xin turned to look at him and smiled softly.

"Of course I don't dislike it. I really want to have a good chat with you."

Wu Zhuming felt a chill behind him.

The little cutie is also one step and three turns.

Hearing that he was worried about Wu Zhuming, Ji hurriedly said, "Junior Brother Su said that Master Wen is very fond of Daoist Wen and will not embarrass Junior Brother Fourteen."

"No, no, Lele isn't worried about him."

The clear eyes rolled to and fro.

"Lele just wants Senior Sister Wen to lead the way."

Where are those strange chickens and rabbits? She didn't even smell it.

The others in Chong Xiaoguan went out to greet them at first, and then they all went back to do their own things. Most of them have homework to complete every day, and those who can be independent must lead the task down the mountain. Even the elders have to teach and are almost always busy.

Therefore, only one of Wen Xin's disciples, Pang Feiyang, led the way and introduced him.

Pang Feiyang was introducing the resting place to Zhuang Yan when he noticed that the Taoist robe had been pulled several times. The opponent's strength was great, and he suspected that his clothes were about to be torn.

"Handsome Ge Ge, look down at Lele~"

Who speaks so sweetly?

Pang Feiyang looked down and met the face of a sweet little bear. Anyone who looked at that fleshy face would want to pinch and pinch.

He almost started, but he felt two scorching eyes swept over, almost burning his hand.

Pang Feiyang quickly put his hands behind his back, looked up and saw no suspicious person.

He quickly greeted Qin Lele.

"I know you, the champion of the competition. I was eliminated in the second round. You are amazing."

The little cutie held her face and smiled embarrassedly.

"Oh, don't praise Lele so much, Lele will be proud."

"No, you are so powerful, you deserve to be praised."

"Oh, that Lele is really going to be proud."

Zhuang Yan looked at them speechlessly. Qin Lele will never be embarrassed, but it's really weird that she suddenly twists.

Those who are more familiar with her character can guess one thing, she wants to cheat, or asks for this Pang Feiyang.

Sure enough, when Pang Feiyang led a few people to the room dedicated to guests and pilgrims who wanted to come to the temple, he had already introduced several elders in the Taoist temple.

"So, Senior Cao is a very caring person?"

Little cute and innocent winked, "He likes furry, and he has raised a lot of furry. He is really caring."

Pang Feiyang hesitated.

He is a gentle disciple, so naturally he is at odds with Cao En. But he also doesn't like to talk about people's right and wrong behind his back. After thinking about it, he euphemistically said, "The animals he raises may be different from what ordinary people see."

"But Lele really wants to see furry, and Lele likes (eats) furry."

Cute: (¯﹃¯)

Pang Feiyang nodded when he saw Qin Lele's eyes flickering and looking forward to it.

"Then I'll show you from a distance, you can only see from a distance. The uncle is more precious to those animals, he has set up a lot of formations, and he has also sent disciples to guard."