Head Rabbit

On the third day after Song Qingyu woke up, Huihui also came out. The wolf cub had already begun to look like a wolf king. His fur looked extremely soft, and it looked like it was shining under the sun. I think this wolf is very strong.

Because I don't know that Huihui is going out of the customs, naturally no one is guarding the entrance of the cave. Of course, even if someone knows, they won't care too much. It is full of hostility towards Huihui.

As for the real Shenju, he only wanted to raise a pet that feels good to Huihui, not even a spiritual pet, so it can be seen that Huihui really has no place in his heart. He was so interested at first because he thought it was interesting. Coupled with the fact that he is a fuzzy person, he naturally seems to care more about it, but the incident with Xie Yu made Huihui deeply realize his humble status in Lingyunzong.

If it wasn't for Song Qingyu, Shenju Zhenren probably wouldn't care about Huihui's life and death even more, even if he vaguely guessed that Huihui's serious injury was not because of himself, but because of Lingyu, but he would not punish his disciple for Huihui , so Huihuihui can only admit it to himself, but one day he will avenge himself.

Yuanxing walked back to his own room, because he was in seclusion, and the room hadn’t been cleaned for a long time. There was a layer of dust in the room, and the gray wolf shook his body. In an instant, the gray giant wolf turned into a boy in gray robes. It used to be a lot taller. It used to be only 1.6 meters 1.7, but now it looks [-] meters [-], and the outline of the face is clearer, but the eyes flashed a silver light, and the long The ends of the hair also faintly glow with silver light, which is really beautiful.

Swinging the long sleeves lightly, cool breeze rushed into the room. In the blink of an eye, the room became brand new. He sat down at the table and took out a pot of tea and a cup from the earrings. Picking up the white jade cup, it actually made the fingers more beautiful than the cup, the slanting sunlight made the fingers almost transparent, rubbing the thumb against the edge of the cup, looking at the scenery outside through the window, seemed to be concentrating Enjoying the scenery, but actually thinking about whether to go or stay.

The tea in the cup was cold, Hui Hui put away the cup and teapot, turned around and left the small house where he had lived for a while. During his absence, there seemed to be a lot of people added to the Palace of Flowing Water, but these had nothing to do with him .

On the other hand, others were very surprised when they saw Hui Hui, some who knew him and some who didn't, Hui Hui greeted Hui Hui warmly with a smile on his lips, which aroused people's goodwill, especially some female disciples were blushing, obviously for Hui Hui. Be discouraged and feel good.

"Excuse me, where is Master Shenju now?" Huihui looked at the few disciples in front of him and asked gently and politely, but he used the courtesy that Song Qingyu had given him very well.

"Brother, who are you, why have we never seen you before?" A female disciple tilted her head and looked at Hui Hui, asking cutely.

"I, of course I am Shenju Daoist." Huihui also tilted her head to look at the female disciple, her appearance was actually more attractive than that beautiful female disciple, this is the charm.

The ambiguous words made several female disciples feel ashamed and embarrassed, they held hands and hurriedly left, but the female disciple who asked the question just now turned her head and said: "The elder seems to be looking for the master."

"Understood, thank you." Hui Hui looked at the female disciple and thanked with a light smile, and made a clear and ethereal voice like pearls and jade hitting each other, which made people's hearts tremble slightly.

Qingyu Palace, he had wanted to go in many times, but he couldn't even get in the door, because Song Qingyu's man was too narrow-minded to allow others to be intimate with Song Qingyu, especially Huihui and Song Qingyu had lived together for nearly a hundred years. Xiao was extremely jealous.

Although many people don't know Song Qingyu, but this Lingyunzong is big and has many disciples, so even if they see Song Qingyu who is unfamiliar, others will not suspect that he is a spy or a bad person. After all, Lingyunzong has People from the demon race generally cannot enter the mountain barrier, and there are people guarding the entrance at the top of the mountain climbing road, so everyone who enters has an ID.

When meeting on a narrow road, the brave wins, but Hui Hui, who was looking at Ling Yu, took a step back. He had to bow his head under the eaves. He was already deeply aware of his status in the previous incident, so he would not challenge it boringly. Ling Yu, sooner or later he will avenge himself.

"Hmph." Seeing Huihui snorted coldly, Ling Yu looked contemptuous.

On the contrary, Hui Hui, even if Ling Yu looked at him coldly, he still kept smiling, making others feel that Ling Yu, a little senior brother, was a little too much, to snort coldly at such a gentle person.

"I've met Senior Brother Ling Yu." Hui Hui looked at Ling Yu and said politely, but Ling Yu just left with a shake of his sleeves, without any scruples about Hui Hui's face.

Hui Hui looked at Ling Yu's far away back, and smiled more gently, which made others feel that this was an open-minded man.

Naturally, there are many people who don't know Huihui in Liushui Palace, but very few don't know Lingyu. After all, Lingyu is the youngest disciple of Daoist Shenju, and naturally he is also the most beloved disciple, but Lingyu is a bit domineering and ruthless child , so the disciples in Liushui Palace don't like Ling Yu very much, but Ling Yu's identity is there, and they can't just comment on it.

Hui Hui stepped on the white jade marble stone steps, step by step to Qing Yu Hall.

Because of Li Guo and Li Hua's two apprentices, Ling Xiao removed the barrier outside the Qingyu Hall, but there were two more disciples guarding him. Seeing Huihui was a little suspicious of his identity, Huihui just said He came to look for Song Qingyu, these two disciples didn't know who Song Qingyu was, they smiled suddenly, but they forgot that Song Qingyu is now the head wife.

Knowing that Hui Hui wanted to see the head wife, a disciple went in to report. At this time, in the main hall, Ling Xiao was discussing with the elders about exterminating the demon.

"See Yu'er?" Ling Xiao was a little strange. Anyone who wanted to see Song Qingyu raised his head and asked, "What's your name?"

"He said his name is Song Xiaohui, and he is the younger brother of the head wife." The disciple said.

"It's him." Daoist Shen Ju said with some surprise.

The rest of the people looked at the surprised Shenju Daoist, Shenju Daoist explained: "It's Hui Hui, that wolf cub, the wolf cub who was with Madam back then."

"It's him, he's out of the customs." Ling Xiao said, his face was expressionless, and he couldn't see any joy, but the real person Shen Ju could see that his nephew, the head of the family, seemed a little unhappy, but he thought about it , Mrs. Head and Huihui have a good relationship, and the head is jealous.

Ling Xiao called Qinglian, and Xiao Qinglian crawled out of the training pool. After hearing Ling Xiao's instructions, she went to tell Song Qingyu that Hui Hui was here. As for Ling Xiao, she still had to sit I'm discussing with the elders the important matter of exorcising demons here, so I can't leave because of such a trivial matter, even though I feel unwilling, I can't.

When Song Qinglian went back to find Song Qingyu, Song Qingyu was practicing swordsmanship. This swordsmanship was created by Xie Danyang, and the swordsmanship in Yin's memory was completely passed down.

"Run slowly." Seeing Song Qinglian who came running suddenly, Song Qingyu stopped practicing the sword, inserted the sword into the scabbard, and hugged Song Qinglian.

"Mother, Daddy said that there is a wolf looking for you outside." Song Qinglian said while lying on Song Qingyu's shoulder.

"Wolf?" Song Qingyu was puzzled for a while, but in the blink of an eye, he thought of Huihui, and immediately smiled, which made Song Qinglian feel very surprised, and hurriedly asked what was going on.

"That's my younger brother Song Xiaohui." Song Qingyu said.

"Mother's younger brother, what should my name be, uncle, uncle?" Song Qinglian scratched her head, a little confused about the relationship between human beings.

"Just call me Uncle." Song Qingyu smiled, and carried Song Qinglian to the door, entered the front hall, walked through the corridor, reached the outer hall, and turned a few more turns to reach the door.

Seeing Hui Hui, Song Qingyu almost didn't dare to recognize him. Although he knew that the child would grow up, the change was too great. The shape of his face did not change much, mainly because of his temperament. He used to be a countryman, but now he is an elegant one. Although the nobleman is only wearing a simple and low-key gray robe, and his appearance is not overwhelming, Song Qingyu just finds him attractive, and this is the charm.

"Huihui." Song Qingyu looked at Huihui and shouted in a daze. After parting for a long time, he didn't know what to say.

"Brother, are you going to give birth to my little nephew so soon?" Seeing Song Qinglian in Song Qingyu's arms, she asked with a gray smile, and reached out to touch Song Qinglian's head. Although Song Qinglian didn't like it very much, considering that this was her mother's younger brother , her own uncle, so she didn't hide, and this uncle is very good-looking, as for where the good-looking is, Song Qinglian can't say why.

"His name is Song Qinglian, and he is my adopted son. Qinglian is transformed from the lotus flower in Qingyu Hall." Song Qingyu explained.

"I see." Huihui nodded, he was just joking just now, even if he gave birth to a son, he wouldn't grow up so big all at once.

"Come in with me first." Song Qingyu stretched out his hand to hold Huihui, although he felt that Huihui was a little different, but he was still the younger brother he had taken care of for nearly a hundred years.

It is the first time for Huihui to step into Qingyu Hall. The scenery inside is very beautiful, but it is a little quiet, a little ethereal, and unpopular. Huihui doesn't like it very much. He still likes those days in Luoyanshan, that's true. Everything is good.

Song Qingyu took Huihui into the inner hall, went to the bedroom where he often took lunch breaks, and let Song Qinglian go out to play alone, Song Qingyu just poured tea for Huihui and took out some spiritual fruits.

Huihui looked at the fresh and rare spiritual fruit, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"What's the matter? Don't you like it?" Song Qingyu looked at Huihui and asked with some doubts.

"No, it's just that I'm happy for my brother. It seems that my brother is doing well. I think the head of the sect is very good to my brother, so I can rest assured." Hui Hui looked up at Song Qingyu and smiled.

"Xiao is really good to me." Song Qingyu couldn't help laughing, obviously very satisfied with Ling Xiao's current performance.

"Brother said yes, I'm relieved, and I can leave with peace of mind." Huihui said, picked up a green spiritual fruit that looked like a green apple, and ate it. It was really delicious, and Huihui couldn't help sighing.

Hui Hui was eating the spiritual fruit with an expression of enjoyment, but Song Qingyu was taken aback by his words, and left, Hui Hui wanted to leave, why did he leave?Song Qingyu was a little puzzled, obviously staying in Lingyunzong would have better resources, and he would be sheltered, so he could practice faster, so why would he want to leave? Is it because he wants to practice?