Sun in Xianzhou

"No need to think too much, just treat me as Qingque's friend as before."

Hearing this, Mrs. Qingniao also felt relieved, returned to her previous attitude towards the juniors, and sighed with a smile:

"Well, Qingque, this kid, has made a rare and noble person."

"When I was her age, I only thought about going into battle to kill enemies and gain fame~"

He obviously looks like a large green bird, but his behavior in his youth was completely different from that of a fish-catching monster like Qingqiao...

With this lady's temperament, how on earth did she teach Qingque, a fish monster?

A big drop of sweat suddenly dropped from Bai Fu's forehead:

"Well, I am lucky to be able to meet Qingque."

Mrs. Bluebird immediately smiled:

"So when are you going to get married?"

Bai Fu almost lost his strength again and complained helplessly:

"Aunt Qingniao, you can't even make fun of these things."

"You really don't care?"

Mrs. Bluebird had disbelief written all over her face.

She saw the green bird's curl.

Bai Fu's move is also obvious.

The horoscope is complete. Logically speaking, shouldn't these two people have achieved enlightenment long ago?

Why do we still get along like good buddies?

Young people today are having too much fun!

"Not really."

"really?"

"really."

"Okay, as long as you are happy, I can't control it anyway."

Mrs. Bluebird suddenly sighed:

"Because Qingque has been very opinionated since he was a child. Even my own mother doesn't listen to what she says."

"I'm afraid I'll have to pay more attention to Bai Fu from you in the future."

After all, Bai Fu is not a true short-lived species, and Qing Que is still relatively young at the moment.

You can play however you like, there will be more time in the future.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Qingniao no longer felt entangled in her heart.

"It's not about taking care of or not taking care of..."

Bai Fu shook his head and talked about another topic with a little curiosity:

"By the way, Aunt Qingniao, you just said that you once served under Jingliu."

"Can you tell me about Jingliu's past?"

"With my status, I can indeed check some files, but the data on the screen is not as good as what others can see with their own eyes..."

"I would also like to know what you, a person who has experienced it personally, think about Mirror Flow."

As soon as the matter of Jingliu was mentioned, Mrs. Bluebird's expression darkened visibly.

He was probably thinking of something from the past that he couldn't bear to look back on.

"Kingryu-sama's past?"

Mrs. Blue Bird said in a very nostalgic tone:

"A long, long time ago, Lord Kyoryu was the idol I admired."

"Her sword is so dazzling and beautiful, making people admire her unconsciously."

"At that time, Master Jingliu was the Five Heroes on the Clouds and the Sword Head of Luofu that attracted much attention, and he was also a great hero praised by all the people of Xianzhou!"

Having said this, a smile slowly appeared on Mrs. Jade Bird's lips:

"But the Jingliu-sama at that time was actually not very easy to get in touch with."

"No matter who she treats, she has that cold attitude. Even her disciples don't know her better than us subordinates."

"This may be because Master Jingliu comes from Cangcheng Xianzhou..."

8000 years ago, when the Immortal Boat Alliance set out from their home star to pursue immortality according to the order of the unknown emperor, there were not six fairy boats at the beginning, but nine in total.

But three of them have disappeared in a long time.

'Cangcheng' Xianzhou, who came from Jingliu, is one of them!

"But now, after meeting again after hundreds of years, I find that Master Jingliu has become completely different."

Mrs. Jade Bird hesitated for a moment, then continued with a complicated expression:

"Of course, I don't understand the former Kageryu-sama, nor do I understand her now."

"But I always feel that Master Jingliu has become a lot softer."

"This change must not be a bad thing..."

"Cangcheng...Cangcheng..."

Bai Fu whispered the name of the immortal boat that was swallowed by Rahu, the Living Star Devourer of the World, in the era of bloody battles.

My heart is full of emotion.

In a sense, he, like Jingliu, was a person who could never return home.

But now, he is lucky enough to see a glimmer of hope...

Chapter 134 Milk-flavored salted fish pillow

It has been so long since Bai Fu came to Xianzhou that he met someone familiar with Jingliu for the first time besides General Jingyuan.

Through the words of Mrs. Aotori, he also gradually understood what kind of person Kagiri was like before he experienced the Yue Yue Chaos and fell into the demonic disaster.

According to what Mrs. Jade Bird said, these are just some of what she saw and heard in the Yunqi military camp from the perspective of the guards around her.

She had also guessed that in the eyes of Ruyun Shang Wu Xiao's closer friends, Master Jingliu might have a different look.

But even so, it is much more interesting than the few words in the records of the Ten Kings.

Of course, Jing Liu had never taken the initiative to mention this to Bai Fu before, and would be put off by her when asked occasionally.

Perhaps in Jingliu's view, these are all unbearable past events.

Just like now, apart from occasionally going to Shiwangsi to do some work, she stays in Changletian Courtyard every day, ignoring those old friends...

The time spent with Mrs. Bluebird was indeed a pleasant one.

At the same time, Bai Fu didn't forget that he was not a lover who came to meet his parents, but just a friend who came to have a meal.

When Mrs. Aotori finished talking about Jingliu, she turned the topic to her own daughter, and started to test her in various overt and covert ways.

Bai Fu casually found an excuse to help out and ran away from the living room to the second floor of Qingque's house.

——As for why Miss Qingque takes more than ten minutes to collect clothes.

Neither Mrs. Qingniao nor Bai Fu paid much attention to this question.

Following his perception, he pushed open the door of Miss Qingque's boudoir.

Bai Fu immediately saw the girl lying on the bed holding a salted fish Qiongyu pillow and scrolling through her mobile phone with great interest.

Unlike Tingyun's room, which was full of exquisite gadgets, and Fu Taibu's simple and elegant layout, Qingque's room was in a style that was not particularly bright in color, but very cute.

The green wallpaper and desk and wardrobe looked neat and tidy, and the light gray walls and floors were all spotless. The many cute furry dolls on the bedside, and the fresh smell in the air that was the same as Qingque shower gel, made it even more so. The girlish smell in her vagina is overflowing.

But the most eye-catching thing in the room was the socks that outlined her feet, as well as her two vibrant white legs.

It looks really dazzling.

So much so that Bai Fu's gaze stayed there for a few seconds.

It's a pity that Qingque never leaves her leggings. Even if she lies down and rolls around, she can't let anyone see more of the scenery.

"Good guy! I have been tortured by your mother down there for a long time, but you are here fishing leisurely. Isn't this a bit too much, Qingque?"

After closing the door, Bai Fu looked like he didn't regard himself as an outsider. He pulled up a chair and sat down.

Qingque put down the phone, sat up, and replied with a smile:

"Don't say that, I'm sure you can handle it."

"Besides, didn't you and my mother have a nice chat?"

Bai Fu suddenly became alert:

"Are you eavesdropping?"

"No, I don't know you yet."

Qingque glared at him angrily:

"If you didn't make sense, you would have found a way to run away on your own within a few minutes. How could you have stayed so long?"

Bai Fu nodded subconsciously: "That's true."

At this time, Qingque suddenly asked a heavyweight question very naturally:

"By the way, what do you think of my mother?"

What do you mean, how is your mother?

There's something wrong with this question, Miss Qingque!

Is it possible that you want to hear me say, 'Your mother is great'?

Bai Fu was a little confused for a while, complaining in his heart for a long time, and finally said dryly:

"Well... I think he is a very sensible parent."

"Oh, you have never seen her talking in front of me."

Hearing this, Miss Qingque couldn't help but sigh deeply:

"Whenever there is a festival, I am even more tired at home than working as a errand in Taibo. Chun Chun is going to jail."

Although they are not in the same world, they can still see similar pain.

Bai Fu felt nostalgic in his heart and couldn't help laughing:

"No wonder you come to me to play cards from time to time even on holidays. It turns out it's not that you're addicted to cards, but that you're avoiding disaster."

Qingque lay down on his back, buried his face in the salted fish pillow and said muffledly:

"It's a pity that Diyuan Qiongyu is not omnipotent. Most of the poker players were busy at that time, so the two of us couldn't play at all... It seems that we will have to develop a two-player game when we have time in the future!"

In fact, Bai Fu would sometimes be called to have a meal by the stewardess.

According to her, lonely elderly people always take more care of their unaccompanied children.

But Bai Fu usually doesn't bother her during festivals.

After all, whether it is flying in the sky or stopping the clouds, there are always more or less relatives and friends on the fairy boat.

It's okay to have a meal or something during normal times, but it's better not to do anything during serious festivals.

——As for why the stewardess sometimes self-deprecatingly calls herself a 'lonely old man', and there is no adopted daughter 'Qingni' around, Bai Fu still doesn't know.

Even after reviewing the files of the Ten Kings, no useful clues could be found.

anyway.

With Qingque and Jingliu here, Baifu never felt as 'lonely' as he did in the past two years.

In this vast fairy boat, I feel very happy to have someone accompany me during the New Year and festivals. To be honest, I feel very happy in my heart.

Bai Fu turned his chair vigorously under his feet, facing the skyscape full of bright stars outside the window: