Cultivation world is responsible for the appearance [Transmigration Book]

I saw that white-clothed man, with a gentle smile, getting closer and closer, as if with endless spring, making people feel good when they see it...

Xue Yu on the high platform stared closely at the white-clothed man, her eyes were tender and affectionate, and the obsession and obsession in her eyes were almost overflowing.

An Jing and squinted at the man in white. There was nothing wrong with the man's every move. His movements, expressions, and even his walking were all perfect as if they had been carefully rehearsed. Every move was elegant and impeccable.

But how should I put it, An Jinghe frowned, this person is as beautiful as he is beautiful, but he is not angry at all, as if he is a perfect puppet...

And those people in the audience didn't seem to notice the white-clothed man, nor did they see Xue Yu's infatuated eyes, they were still applauding and laughing at themselves and asked the fox fairy to throw the hydrangea.

Suddenly, something unexpected happened!

The maid behind Xue Yu accidentally tripped over the decorative red ribbon, she threw herself forward and bumped into Xue Yu's back.

Xue Yu let out a low voice, and rushed out with the big red hydrangea in her arms, together with a small flower basket filled with rose petals, the petals were flying all over the sky, Xue Yu was like a huge fire butterfly, walking among the petals , coquettish to the bone.

The man in white clothes not far away, with his toes on the ground, soared into the air, stepped on everyone's shoulders and flew towards Xue Yu, with a gentle smile and full of affection.

An Jinghe felt strangely that the noisy environment around him gradually became quieter, the air was filled with the intoxicating fragrance of roses, and the whole time slowed down, everything seemed to be in slow motion, An Jinghe could even clearly Seeing the arc of Xue Yu's clothes flying, the man in white finally descended, like a god, Xue Yu fell into the arms of the man in white with the red hydrangea in his arms, and the two of them spun and landed.

Then there was a burst of affectionate staring, and finally, amidst the cheers of the crowd, Xue Yu blushed, and pulled the man in white into the Lonicera Building, saying that she was going to pay homage.

To everyone's satisfaction, the crowd finally dispersed.

An Jinghe stood there blankly, shocked by the scene just now, unable to recover for a long time.

Just now, are you sure you didn't walk into a movie with special effects? !An Jinghe almost wanted to poke his eyes!

Such a bloody plot, vulgar petal special effects, slow-motion close-up, and the masses of cannon fodder...

"Brother?"

Luo Junqing reached out and removed a petal that fell on An Jinghe's hair, patted his shoulder, and looked at him suspiciously.

An Jinghe came back to his senses, squeezed out a smile, and smiled at Luo Junqing, "It's okay, let's go, Junior Brother Luo, go back to the inn first."

When the two passed by the lobby of the Ping An Inn, An Jinghe seemed to notice that the shopkeeper looked up at the two of them, but the other party didn't say anything.

It's night, room No. [-], Tianzi.

"Luo Junqing," An Jinghe couldn't hold back after all, and asked, "Don't you think that today's hydrangea throwing to recruit relatives is very strange?"

"Huh?" Luo Junqing turned to look at An Jinghe, thought for a moment, and then said, "I didn't find anything strange."

"No?" An Jinghe frowned, and continued to ask, "Don't you think that today's wedding ceremony is weird everywhere? Except for the snow fox girl on the stage, don't you think that there are people waiting for the hydrangea below?" , and even the man in white who was the hero who saved the beauty, is it against harmony? It seems to be lifeless..."

"Senior brother," Luo Junqing interrupted An Jinghe's words, and said with a smile, "Senior brother, you are worrying too much. There is nothing wrong. I have been shopping for a long time today, so go to bed early."

An Jinghe was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly, "Yeah, maybe I didn't sleep well last night, it's all your fault, Ah Qing, grab my quilt, it's true tonight, so you can sleep on the floor."

Luo Junqing knew that An Jinghe would burst out some unreasonable words, and she lost her words at the moment, she just smiled and looked at him tolerantly.

An Jinghe glanced at the door, with a sneer on his face and cold eyes, he was really careless just now, immersed in daytime thoughts, he didn't notice that the person outside the door must have at least half a step of foundation-building cultivation .

Looking at Luo Junqing with raised eyebrows, I didn't expect the protagonist Jun to be pretty good. It seems that it was a wise decision to agree to come with him three years ago. An Jinghe couldn't help but like his IQ!

"Then go to sleep, Ah Qing, you should pay more attention to your illness."

Looking at the elder brother who was smiling slyly in front of him, Luo Junqing could only helplessly respond, "Well, I understand, brother should go to bed early too."

This kid is really up to the mark, he really deserves to be the protagonist, he is good at what he does, hearing the protagonist call his brother, An Jing and inexplicably feel a little satisfied.

Taking off the jade crown, a head of black long hair poured down, set off by the warm yellow candlelight, as if emitting a faint luster, An Jinghe casually took off his robe, leaving only a thin obscene garment, climbed up Bed, wrapped himself tightly with the quilt, only his head was exposed, a pair of black and clear phoenix eyes looked at Luo Junqing, and he smiled and said, "Aren't you sleeping, Ah Qing?"

"...Sleep." Luo Junqing responded stiffly, walked towards the bed, took off her outer robe, pulled the quilt aside and carefully slept on the outside, her body stiff.

An Jinghe burst out laughing, and spit out words intermittently, "Hahaha, Ah Qing, am I a jackal and a tiger... Haha, why are you so far away from me, and why are you so nervous... Haha, I won't Eat you up, hahaha..."

A blush crept up to Luo Junqing's ear, he turned his head, looked at An Jinghe who was trembling with laughter in front of him, and felt that the elder brother looked really good at seeing monsters, I don't know where the courage came from, Luo Jun Qing moved her body under the quilt, and was next to An Jinghe.

Oh, the protagonist is quite strong, even a little ridicule will bring him back.

An Jinghe grabbed Luo Junqing's hand from the bed, felt the other's stiffness, smiled wickedly, and stretched out his hand to write on the protagonist Jun's hand.

'The daytime scene, I don't know if what you see is the same as what I saw, are you sure you don't find it weird? '

Before the heartbeat period, monks are generally unable to communicate spiritually because their spiritual consciousness has not yet been cultivated. However, it is still possible to communicate through some medium, such as physical contact...

However, An Jinghe chose the most traditional way, writing and communicating...

Cultivators already have sensitive five senses, not to mention that they can't see the other person's movements in bed, so the tactile sense in their hands is even more obvious.

Luo Junqing felt the movement of the other party's fingertips on her own hand, gently and softly, with a slight itchiness, as if a feather brushed her heart, shallowly, she just felt that it was not enough at all, hooking people to want more, But what do you want more of...

Luo Junqing was suddenly a little confused, what exactly did she want...

Seeing that Luo Junqing was in a daze and didn't answer his question properly, An Jinghe frowned and pinched the other's index finger slightly.

The faint pain brought Luo Junqing back to his senses, and he looked back at An Jinghe, who looked at him with a little dissatisfaction, as if there were thousands of stars in his eyes, and the water was glistening, this time it was not a feather, it seemed to be a feather. It's like being scratched by a kitten's paw, weird, sweet, and a little timid.

Fearing that An Jinghe would really lose his temper, Luo Junqing held that tender and slender hand behind his back and held it in the palm of his hand. He freed his other hand to write slowly, feeling that slender hand Her palms trembled, and Luo Junqing felt as if a fire was burning in her heart.

writes:

'Well, yes, the daytime scene, I think, seems to be a wonderful dream, but the two of us who are present today seem to be thinking, or, add a snow fox girl. '

After recognizing Luo Junqing's characters, An Jinghe suddenly held Luo Junqing's hand, and pressed his palms together.

"It's too itchy, let's communicate like this." An Jinghe's voice spread into Luo Junqing's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Hmm... The situation during the day is indeed not normal. All the scenes seem to be pre-set, even the language and movements of those people, all of which are too natural and smooth to be unreasonably perfect."

"Let's go to the Lonicera Tower tomorrow, how about?"

"Listen to brother."

An Jinghe smiled in satisfaction, withdrew her hand, and said with a smile, "Okay, it's getting late, Ah Qing, go to bed early."

As she said that, she shrank back into the quilt. Luo Junqing found that the elder brother liked to bury the lower half of his face in the quilt when he was sleeping, revealing only his smooth forehead, closed eyes, and fluttering eyelashes. And the black hair like a waterfall, looming, can arouse people's desire to find out...

Luo Junqing shook her head, the eldest brother is indeed too beautiful, indescribably touching... like a fairy or a demon.

In the early morning of the next day, when the two opened their eyes, they were still hugging each other without any accidents.

One is born, the second is cooked.

This time Luo Junqing greeted An Jinghe with a smile, and could say "Good morning, brother."

An Jinghe expressed admiration for the protagonist's ability to adapt.

After washing up, the two went downstairs, left the inn, and walked towards the Lonicera Tower as agreed last night.

Intuition tells An Jinghe that something seems to be about to surface...

Approaching the Lonicera Tower, what you are facing again is a sea of ​​people, people, demons, ghosts, young people from the three races once again surrounded the downstairs, and the lineup is exactly the same as yesterday.

An Jinghe grabbed a young man who was crowding in, and asked with a smile, "My little brother, is there any activity in this honeysuckle building? I saw that yesterday it was very lively throwing hydrangea balls to recruit relatives, why is it full of people today?" Someone?"

The young man turned his head impatiently, but when he saw the smiles of An Jing and Ru Mu Chunfeng, he stopped his temper and showed a naive smile.

The reaction was exactly the same as that person yesterday!

The young man said with a smile, "Master, did you remember wrongly? What was the big event yesterday? Is today the day when the beautiful fox threw a hydrangea to recruit relatives? Look, no, Miss Xueyu has come out." The young man pointed to on stage.

An Jing and the two followed the young man's gestures and looked at the stage. Xue Yu walked out slowly, with a gentle and shy smile, and looked around...

Then, her eyes locked on the two of them, Xue Yu turned her head coquettishly, and showed a sweet smile at them...

But An Jinghe felt that there was a glow on his back!