The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

The next day.

There was some light in the gray sky.

Golden light broke through the clouds.

He Qing lazily held a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, and his unruly high ponytail was a little messy by the wind.

"How did you get here?" He Qing raised his eyelids in disgust, "Master Fuce is really haunted. He even doesn't know how to write the word 'annoying'..."

Fuce's mood did not fluctuate at all.

He opened his lips coldly: "Hand her over."

He Qing calmly raised his eyebrows slightly, "She? Who is she? Daojun, please don't ask me for someone carelessly. I am not a soft persimmon."

"Panshu."

Fu Ce said every word.

He Qing smiled slightly: "Master Dao has found the wrong place."

The expression on Fuce's face did not change at all, he just said lightly: "I opened the secret eye."

At this time, the leisurely expression on He Qing's face finally changed.

Secret eye.

Has the power to reach heaven.

He frowned strangely, "Aren't you afraid of punishment from heaven?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Fu Ce suddenly pulled out the cold Ming Qing Sword from its scabbard, and pointed the sharp blade at He Qing's eyebrows, "Hand her over."

"He Qing."

The girl's soft and beautiful voice made both men lose their minds.

Fuce's fingers trembled slightly.

Even the hilt of the sword was a little unsteady.

The blade of the sword let out something resembling a cry of despair.

Pan Shu held a bowl of warm porridge and said, "Look, I have newly learned lotus seed soup."

He Qing's expression changed slightly, "Where did you get the lotus seeds?"

He remembered that lotus seeds had not been planted in this house...

"You keep it in the back garden..."

He Qing gritted his teeth and felt his heart bleeding, "That's the only twin lotus in the world."

Medicinal materials that are hard to find in the world.

Been made into porridge? ? !

Pan Shu sneered in her heart, she naturally knew how valuable it was, but didn't she just deliberately make him unhappy? He Qing was unhappy, so she was happy...

On his face, he lowered his head helplessly.

Like a child who made a mistake.

She pursed her lips: "...I'm sorry, I don't know."

He Qing took a deep breath and forced out a fake smile: "It doesn't matter..."

Fuce stared blankly at her profile and didn't make any move for a long time.

The Ming Qing Sword landed on the bluestone slab, making a crisp and bright sound.

He couldn't help but hold the girl tightly into his arms. His voice, which was always as cold as frost, trembled slightly. His eyes were red: "I finally... finally found you."

Some love debt.

I have already owed it unconsciously.

When he no longer runs away from his heart.

It turned out that I was already deeply in love.

However, Pan Shu pushed him away calmly, her tone indifferent, as if she were talking to a stranger, "Taojun, please respect yourself."

She would never face him again with a playful and lazy attitude.

Fuce found it hard to breathe for a moment.

"Womanly……"

Pan Shu frowned in disgust, "Don't call me that. Don't you think it's disgusting, Master Dao? Are you disappointed to see that I'm still alive? I'm indeed very lucky, even the Nine-Xuan Soul Tornado Array has never been used to kill me." Kill this demon fox like me..."

"No..." Fu Ce shook his head helplessly, "I'm really... so happy that you're alive..."

After Zangshan died.

He became the master of the Taoist Temple in the middle of the mountain.

Fu Ce also found a way to open the secret eye.

Even if it is against heaven.

He also did not hesitate.

Just to find her and take another look at her.

This obsession, in countless sleepless nights, almost defeated him...

He opened his secret eye as he wished, and he finally predicted her location.

Finally... saw her.

But she shook her head silently and said, "I don't believe it."

Fuce looked down at her blankly, "If you don't believe it...what don't you believe? I don't know what Zangshan did. That day...it was him who lied to me that the common people were in trouble, so I..."

But the girl didn't seem to hear a word, she just quietly handed the bowl of lotus seed soup to He Qing, "Do you still want to eat the soup made by your twin lotus seeds?"

He Qing glanced at Fuce.

Flirty eyebrows.

He smiled and said, "Eat, Shu Shu personally cooked the porridge for me. If I fail to live up to it, wouldn't it be my fault?"

Pan Shu pursed her lips and slightly curved the corners of her lips.

The girl and He Qing's unobtrusive intimacy made Fu Ce startled for a moment.

My heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand.

The pain made him sweat.

His face was pale.

But he no longer wanted to bear the deep lovesickness.

Birdsong Mountain that day has become a lingering shadow in his heart.

Whenever I close my eyes.

He will think of everything the girl went through that day after he left.

must hurt...

Fu Ce looked steadily at the girl's pale face. She was not like this before. She used to be very energetic, and her features were always innocent.

He knew that she was a good demon.

She will become a fairy.

Just because she is the only natural immortal bone in the world, the only nine-tailed fox.

Even the talent for cultivating immortals is extremely high.

But she always meets very bad and bad people...

God's treatment of her was not fair.

Stripped of everything she had.

But he didn't take away her love.

It is clear that as long as she no longer falls in love with any man in the world, as long as she no longer understands love, she will automatically put up her armor and no longer be scarred by love.

Qingsi...?

Fuce's eyebrows moved slightly.

But he didn't want her love to be taken away.

he loves her.

She also longs for her to love herself at all.

He is really selfish.

"What's the matter with Mr. Dao's visit?" Ban Shu said expressionlessly.

"Sorry, Shushu." Fu Ce's words were incoherent, his slender jade-like hands tightly grasped her white wrists, and there was a hint of pleading in his broken voice, "I can stop cultivating immortals... I will no longer care about the world. I will no longer care about the honor and disgrace of Taoist Temple in the middle of the mountain... I just want to be by your side, okay?"

Pan Shu seemed to have heard some very funny joke, and laughed out loud with a mocking "Pfft".

But her eyebrows were still cold.

No waves.

Like a pool of dead water.

"I didn't blame Taojun in the slightest for what happened at Birdsong Mountain that day. Taojun cared about the people of the world, and Panshu was just a commoner. How could he compare with the people of the world? Taojun, please don't blame Panshu..." She was gentle. He stared at him, and the words he spat out made Fu Ce lose all strength and his heart was like a knife.

"From now on, Dao Lord will only follow the path that Dao Lord should take. Whether Pan Shu lives or dies has nothing to do with Dao Lord."

Her tone was so gentle that it made people's eyes moist.

Fuce suppressed the blood in his mouth.

His thin and slender figure was shaky, and he gritted his teeth, "Don't do this to me...please..."

Pan Shu brushed his hand away and returned to He Qing's side.

He raised his face and bent his smiling eyes: "Is the lotus seed soup sweet?"

He Qing's heart was always a little bulging and sore. The special way she treated him made his heart feel sweet, but it also made him feel a little scared.

He curled his lips lazily, "Everyone else asks if it tastes good, but you are the only one who asks if it's sweet."

"It's delicious if it's sweet."

When He Qing heard this, he felt so funny that he curled his lips, "What you said is quite strange."

Fuce looked at Banshu closely as if he was masochistic.

It was a soft gesture that had never been seen before him.