Young General Shenbing: Immortal Cultivation System, are you kidding me?

"Brother Qingchen, do I have flowers on my face?"

Shui Mengyao felt a little shy when Hong Qingchen stared straight at her.

Hong Qingchen came back to his senses after hearing the words:

"Without Mengyao, I was thinking about an important thing just now."

Shui Mengyao suddenly realized: "Oh, so..."

……

At this time, Ya's voice sounded:

"Brother Qingchen, I have one thing to ask you..."

Hearing Wenya's request, Hong Qingchen didn't want to agree directly:

"Just tell me, no matter what it is, I will agree."

"Brother Qingchen is really kind to Wenya!"

Nangong Wenya threw herself at Hong Qingchen happily.

Hong Qingchen hugged Wenya on his lap, and stroked her little head:

"What is your request?"

Nangong Wenya tilted her head under Sister Mengyao's puzzled gaze and watched her:

"Brother Qingchen, can we take sister Mengyao on an adventure together? Sister Mengyao is too lonely to live alone."

Hong Qingchen was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and thought:

"I didn't expect Wenya to be the same as I thought, so it's easy to handle."

But even though Wenya and I have the same thoughts, we still have to ask Mengyao what the client thinks:

"Meng Yao, do you want to take risks with us?"

"Brother Qingchen, Mengyao wants to go."

After hearing this, Shui Mengyao agreed directly without thinking, after all, she never enjoyed being loved since she was a child.

After finally feeling the hard-won love from Brother Qingchen and Wenya, she must cherish it.

Hong Qingchen nodded: "Meng Yao welcomes you to join."

Shui Mengyao smiled happily when she heard the words, but it was only for a while.

When she thought that she didn't know anything, and she was going to cause trouble for Brother Qingchen and the others, she was very sad:

"Brother Qingchen, I'd better not go."

"Why sister Mengyao?"

Nangong Wenya looked at Shui Mengyao in disbelief.

"I……"

Seeing Wenya's disbelieving eyes, Shui Mengyao was speechless.

……

Hong Qingchen looked at the two women who were caught in the "cold war", and began to persuade:

"Mengyao, Wenya, we are all good friends, there is no need to be like this."

Nangong Wenya: "But Sister Mengyao..."

Hong Qingchen: "Shh, Wenya let me persuade Mengyao."

After hearing this, Nangong Wenya shut up and stopped talking.

"call……"

Hong Qingchen heaved a sigh of relief and walked towards Shui Mengyao.

Looking at Hong Qingchen who was getting closer and closer to her, Shui Mengyao lowered her head and waited for brother Qingchen's questioning.

But the reality is not as Shui Mengyao imagined.

Instead of blaming Shui Mengyao, Hong Qingchen gently stroked her head and said softly:

"Meng Yao, what do you like?"

Feeling Hong Qingchen's gentle touch, the panic in Shui Mengyao's heart dissipated:

"Brother Qingchen, Mengyao likes music."

After finishing speaking, Shui Mengyao took out an old bamboo flute from the room and handed it to Hong Qingchen:

"Brother Qingchen, I hope you don't dislike it."

Hong Qingchen took the bamboo flute, and pampered her delicate nose:

"How could I dislike what Mengyao gave me?"

Looking at brother Qingchen's handsome face so close at hand, Shui Mengyao feels that she is the happiest person in the world at this moment:

"Since Brother Qingchen doesn't dislike it, Mengyao wants to give this bamboo flute to Brother Qingchen."

"Then thank you Mengyao, I like this flute very much!"

Hong Qingchen smiled and put away the bamboo flute that Mengyao gave him.

"Brother Qingchen likes it as long as he likes it."

Shui Mengyao happily showed her dimples.

Seeing this, Hong Qingchen rubbed her head again:

"Since Mengyao gave me the precious bamboo flute, I will also give Mengyao a gift."

After Hong Qingchen finished speaking, he waved his sleeves:

An emerald green bamboo flute appeared in the void, with wisps of blue light shining around it.

The bamboo flute shows the mountains, rivers, sun and moon, and a divine bird, Qingluan...

……

Looking at the extremely beautiful bamboo flute in the sky, Shui Mengyao wiped her eyes in disbelief, and said flattered:

"Brother Qingchen has such a beautiful bamboo flute, are you sure you want to give it to me?"

"Of course Mengyao, and it's not just a bamboo flute..."

Hong Qingchen said mysteriously.

"Ah, what is Brother Qingchen talking about?"

Shui Mengyao's small head was full of question marks.

Hong Qingchen didn't answer Mengyao's question, but still looked at her mysteriously:

"Meng Yao, you'll know when you touch the bamboo flute."

Shui Mengyao nodded when she heard the words, and lightly touched the bamboo flute in the sky according to what Brother Qingchen said:

"Beep beep..."

Unexpectedly, the bamboo flute played automatically at this moment:

Sometimes high-pitched and passionate, sometimes cheerful and interesting, the syllables are as continuous as gurgling water, as crisp and cheerful as Chunchun stream...

……

While playing automatically, the bamboo flute slowly floated into Shui Mengyao's palm, and then the blue light burst forth:

The bamboo flute slowly transforms into the divine bird Qingluan's... childhood... which is reflected on the bamboo flute

……

"Qing... Brother Qingchen, what's going on?"

Looking at the divine bird Qingluan that was swimming around her, Shui Mengyao asked dully.

"Mengyao, the bamboo flute I gave you is the magic weapon Qingluan. Are you surprised or not?"

Hong Qingchen is very naughty.

"What, the ancient divine bird Qingluan."

Shui Mengyao and the others were startled. The ancient divine bird Qingluan is one of the divine birds that control the sky and music.

It is an existence that ranks at the top of the divine beasts, but for unknown reasons, the divine bird Qingluan suddenly disappeared at the end of ancient times...

……

"Master, why are you ignoring Xiaoqing?"

Xiao Qingluan beside Shui Mengyao complained in a clear female voice.

"Master called me?"

Shui Mengyao pointed at herself in disbelief.

"Yes, master."

Hearing the owner's reply, Xiao Qingluan threw herself into Shui Mengyao's arms happily.

Looking at the cute little Qingluan in her arms, Shui Mengyao felt like she was dreaming:

"Brother Qingchen, Wenya, I can't be dreaming, I have become the master of Qingluan, an ancient divine bird."

"Sister Mengyao, you are not dreaming, Wenya really envies you."

Nangong Wenya looked at Little Qingluan in Sister Mengyao's arms with envy.

Then he turned his head and looked at brother Qingchen expectantly, wishing that he also had a "gift".

"Hmm, cough, cough... Wenya actually, I also have a little beast for you..."

Hong Qingchen felt that he was going to be blinded by Wen Ya's shining eyes.

"Really? That's great, brother Qingchen."

Wen Ya was extremely excited.

Hong Qingchen waved his sleeve lightly again, and a cute little white fox appeared in his hand:

"Here, Wenya, this little nine-tailed celestial fox is my gift to you."

"Thank you Brother Qingchen, Wenya likes this "gift" so much."

Nangong Wenya couldn't wait to snatch the little white fox from Hong Qingchen's hand, and started to lick it.

"Wow, this little white fox is too cute x3"

Nangong Wentian, Tianjing Beast, and Yu Linglong looked at the little white fox and felt that they were about to be killed by her.

I didn't even think that the little white fox was also a top existence among the beasts like little Qingluan...

It's just that the female nine-tailed sky fox is a bit strange, they hate all male creatures very much...