The No. 1 blue face in the world of comprehension

Fang Qiyu stood three feet away from the two of them, smiling decently, tilting his head slightly, and Shen Zhihan's clean and handsome face was reflected in his eyes.

Shen Zhihan has always understood him, although the other party's brows and eyes are plain, they seem to contain the warmth of a spring breeze.No matter who it is, anyone who looks at Fang Qiyu will involuntarily feel friendly and close.

So he also smiled, thinking of what the other party said on the letter, he immediately pretended to take a deep breath, and sighed: "I smelled the fragrance of tea as soon as I landed, it seems that my friend is sincere, and he is really ready to sweep the couch."

The smile on Fang Qiyu's face became warmer again: "Fang Mou said, why did you miss the appointment?"

Seeing the other party's eyes turn to stay on the young man in black beside him, Shen Zhihan stroked the top of Mo Ning's hair, and said in a warm voice: "Come on, Aning, I have met Mr. Xuegongshan Changfang."

Hearing the words, the young man immediately saluted respectfully, lowered his eyes and said, "Mr. Fang."

Fang Qiyu immediately stretched out his hand to help him up, and nodded: "As expected of a good friend and beloved disciple, his aptitude and bearing are very comparable to others."

After finishing speaking, he turned back and opened the bead curtain again, and gave way: "Please come in quickly, Mr. Liuxiang is waiting impatiently."

Guixian Liuxiang?

Is it the legendary Guixian who is second only to Master Shuyue Immortal Venerable in cultivation?

Mo Ning, who had always lowered his eyebrows, raised his head curiously, and heard a beautiful female voice drifting out from the heavy emerald mantle, wrapped in the water wind, with a slight smile: "Hey, you can't wait, baby Don't blame it on me."

Fang Qiyu was taken aback, but there was no embarrassment on his face. He must have been used to joking with each other.He shook his head helplessly, then smiled and led the two of them into the water pavilion.

Mo Ning followed behind the two of them and observed secretly, but saw that his black hair was tied back meticulously by the jade hairpin and headband, not even a single strand of hair fell down.That Tsing Yi was simple in style, almost without any tattoos, but for no reason, it made people feel masculine and elegant, like the hazy and clear sky after the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

His back is straight, tall and straight like a bamboo, and the distance between each step is exactly the same, as if deliberately calculated carefully, but he is not in a hurry, and against the sound of clinking rings when he moves, there is a reassuring rhythm.

Really elegant gentleman, gentle as jade.

The same is gentle, compared to Fang Qiyu who is like a spring breeze blowing on his face, no matter how kind the master Shen Zhihan is, he can't change the inside of the icy muscle and snow spirit, and he looks more pure and pure.

Mo Ning, who was used to comparing the beauties he met with his master, secretly curled his lips.

——In comparison, he still likes Shizun!

Among the water pavilions, the decoration is exquisite but not redundant, and the rosewood wood just sets off the taste of the owner.

The sandalwood and cinnamon mixed with the lotus fragrance from the water perfectly set off each other, and the wind and dust that the master and apprentice traveled all the way were washed away by this natural fragrance.

Following Fang Qiyu's unhurried footsteps into the waterside pavilion, he saw a light yellow dress leaning on the railing on the side of the shaking veil, looking into the distance, holding a sapphire teacup with onion-like fingers.

Hearing the footsteps of the three people coming in, the woman raised her other hand to straighten her temples, then smiled almond-eyed, and turned her head: "Hey, Xiao Hanhan, you've grown so big."

Fang Qiyu and Mo Ning are the same.

Regarding the fact that this senior likes to call him by his nickname like his master, Shen Zhihan has long since given up struggling.Therefore, he bowed his head and saluted as a disciple without any psychological barriers, and said respectfully, "Senior Liu Xiang."

The woman in yellow got up gracefully, raised her wide sleeves made of light gauze, and the spiritual wind filled with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus lifted Shen Zhihan up.

Liu Xiang was extremely beautiful, with bright eyes and good looks, but she seemed to have a bookish air about her body.His voice didn't seem to be alienated, but he had no airs of superiority. He smiled and raised his hand to gesture.

"I met you for the first time a hundred years ago. You are not as tall as I am. I never imagined that you are now an adult who can stand on your own. You are indeed a person who can win the toad palace."

"Senior, thank you." Shen Zhihan stretched out his hand to embrace Mo Ning, who had been bowing his head and listening quietly, and said with a smile, "This is the new disciple I received last month, named Mo Ning. I will trouble you to take care of me in the future."

"Since Xiao Hanhan said so, how can I refuse?"

Liu Xiang looked at Mo Ning, her eyes lit up, she stretched out her hand and pulled the ignorant young man over, she smiled very cordially and happily: "Not bad, Tianlinggen, it looks good and smells good! I like it!"

Liuxiang was originally the incarnation of vegetation, and he was influenced by the school for thousands of years, so his mind was extremely simple.In addition, Mo Ning has a fairy soul, which would make all things close, so he was naturally hugged into her arms like a baby.

But the poor boy suddenly ran into her Xiangruan embrace, and he was at a loss for a while—from childhood to adulthood, except for his mother, no woman had ever been so close to him.

His first reaction was to look at Shen Zhihan, but he received a "reassuring" look from the other party, so he had no choice but to stay still and let Liu Xiang continue to kiss and hug.

Shen Zhihan held his chin and looked at it amusedly, when he finally turned around with a smile, Fang Qiyu just poured tea into the sapphire cup for him, and pushed it over with two fingers.

"It seems that Zhihan likes this apprentice very much."

Fang Qiyu's eyebrows and eyes were gentle, but his tone was very firm.The two had known each other for decades, and this was the first time he heard that his friend was accepting an apprentice, so he must have agreed in every way.

Shen Zhihan smiled and didn't answer, but raised his glass and took a sip carefully: "The face is full of fragrance, the taste is like spring, the top of the snow is green, cooked with morning dew, the abandoned feather is really elegant."

Fang Qiyu nodded, but he laughed teasingly: "Really, nothing can be hidden from Daoist Shen's tongue."

"Hey, this really annoys me," Shen Zhihan raised his eyebrows, but his eyes sparkled with a smile, "Isn't my tongue raised by Mr. Fang?"

Fang Qiyu shook his head again and again: "Master Shen is a natural being. If you hadn't tasted that cup of tea when I first met, I wouldn't have mistaken Mr. Dao for an old friend."

Shen Zhihan put down the teacup in his hand: "It's a coincidence, it was just a moment of curiosity at the time, who would have thought that I would become acquainted with Mr. Fang? It's really an honor for Shen..."

Liu Xiang, who was leaning back and rubbing Mo Ning's cheeks, finally couldn't listen anymore, and interrupted the conversation between the two of them with one mouthful: "I said, you two little dolls, why are you just chatting casually and playing games? Everything is boring? "

"Ex...Senior..." Mo Ning was rubbed by her, but he still stood upright and insisted, "Si, Si Zun is..."

"puff……"

Shen Zhihan finally couldn't help laughing out loud, clutching his stomach and trembling violently.Fang Qiyu also showed helplessness, and hurriedly said: "My lord, Zhihan and his lover have been on the road for a long time, let them go to rest first!"

"Alright alright--"

Only then did Liu Xiang reluctantly let go of Mo Ning's childish cheeks, and compromised.

As soon as he was liberated, Mo Ning immediately rushed over, and buried his flushed cheeks and ear tips into Master's arms.

Shen Zhihan smiled and said a few words of comfort, then hugged the little apprentice, and then bid farewell to the two of them.

Fang Qiyu, who had been silently watching the interaction between the two, tapped on the table, and immediately two boys in Tsing Yi came in and led Shen Zhihan out.

There was silence in the water pavilion.

Liu Xiang folded her arms, but looked at Fang Qiyu who was still drinking tea with great interest.

He sat upright, his every move was calm and calm, and the smile on his face was like the spring breeze blowing willows. It could be said that he had no flaws in his whole body.

But Liuxiang is different.

She flicked her fingers with a smile, and an extremely small cyclone flew out in the blink of an eye, knocking over the jade lamp in Fang Qiyu's hand when Fang Qiyu was unprepared.

But the teacup was turned over, but not a trace of tea spilled.

Fang Qiyu watched in a daze as it landed on his lap, but the fabric didn't get wet at all, and the smile on his face gradually died down.

"The tea is gone, are you tasting the air?"

Liu Xiang scratched her chin, walked over slowly, and sat where Shen Zhihan had just sat.

She pretended to take a deep breath, then wrinkled her nose and sighed: "It's really delicious, tsk tsk, why is it a little sour?"

Fang Qiyu finally sorted out his dazed expression, picked up the jade cup and put it aside, and poured a new cup, but the helplessness was obvious in his voice.

"...Don't make fun of me, my lord."

Liu Xiang rested her chin, but her eyes wandered with the flying veil: "When did you start to like him?"

The man in Tsing Yi took a sip of his tea, calmly said, "Zhihan and I are just good friends, sir, think too much."

Liu Xiang raised her eyebrows, and then raised her hand to support Bu Yao, the only one adorning her Liuyun bun: "Although I am a tree, I have lived for thousands of years anyway, do you really think I can't understand you doll? "

"How dare the juniors."

Fang Qiyu shook his head, but the smile on his face did not change at all: "It's just that the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, so... it's very good."