Male Support He is always in heaven [Quick Transmigration]

The son is so close to the male god, yet so warm.

Lin Ximo was still amazed, but Yuan Qiuhe quietly said to the Linghu water in the gourd: "It was you who laughed just now?"

Fu Xifan was startled, and subconsciously laughed as soon as he saw Yuan Qiuhe. He didn't expect Yuan Qiuhe to be so perceptive, but Fu Xifan who was discovered still decisively pretended to be dead.

Anyway, if he didn't speak, Yuan Qiuhe wouldn't know his existence.

System: [Xixi, you are so stupid and naive...]

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In the Tianxian sect, a man in red with a charming face but a pure snow-like expression is sitting cross-legged under a peach blossom tree.

"Hong Xi, so you are here!"

The person who came to look for someone should be Xun Yi, a disciple of Tianxian Sect. He was wearing a rose red robe and a round fan with a painting of flowers before the moon and under the moon was pinned to his waist. He waved to the man, and the man in red called Hong Xi showed With a pitiful smile, peach blossoms fell on Hongxi's shoulders, but it was three points inferior to Hongxi.

"Brother Xunyi!"

Hong Xi stood up, in the Tianxian Sect, only Xunyi treated him with some sincerity, in the past, he was just an unknown outer disciple, and even his appearance was not the most outstanding among the Tianxian Sect disciples , but he is clean and transparent, and these days he was found to be an excellent furnace physique that is rare in a century, and he jumped up in the Tianxian sect all of a sudden. How could the Tianxian sect be his real good home.

Xun Yi covered his face with a round fan, he pretended to laugh. "Hongxi, congratulations, the head of the sect wants you to enter the valley of the underworld. I heard that there is an elder in the valley of the underworld who has not made any progress for many years, so he seeks the way of dual cultivation... He fell in love with you at the first sight of the Tianxian sect. You You know, those sword cultivators in the Valley of the Underworld know how to cherish people better than the flamboyants of the Sapphire Sect. Hongxi, if you go to the Valley of the Underworld, although I don’t ask you to fall in love with that person, I hope you can treat yourself kindly... After all, for a strange elder... ...The so-called double cultivation is just being used as a furnace unilaterally...I hope you are doing well..."

Hong Xi thought back in a daze, and couldn't even remember that person's face. "...Brother Xunyi, shall I go to the Valley of the Underworld?"

"The head said that you need to leave within three days, but I heard that these days are the time for the opening of the mysterious secret realm of the Moonlight Mountain Range in the Ming Valley, and everyone in the Ming Valley is paying attention to it... Hongxi, you have to take care when you go." Hanging down and holding With Tuanfan's hand, Xunyi helped Hongxi brush off the peach blossoms on her shoulders, and sighed.

Hongxi grabbed Xunyi's arm, he said in a panic. "Senior Brother Xunyi... I... I don't want... I don't want to leave... I don't want to go to the Valley of the Underworld... I don't know anyone there... They will all look down on me...as a furnace..."

"So what can I do if I stay here, the Tianxian sect is not a righteous way, silly boy." Xun Yi's eyes showed sarcasm. "Sometimes you can't help yourself, you can't change..."

Hongxi let go of her hand, watched Xunyi helplessly shake her head, turned and left.

"I... really want to leave?"

Looking at the white and feeble palms, Hongxi stood there dazedly, a tree of peach blossoms fell one after another, just like him, even though his body was full of beauty and the breeze blew, there was still nowhere to rely on.

"Underworld Valley..."

Revolt of the Quiet Lake (5)

05.

Yuan Qiuhe acted separately from Lin Ximo and Chu Qing as wished.

At this time, the territory of Zhenzang was peaceful, Yuan Qiuhe walked deep into the mountain stream, still wearing a gourd filled with lake water around his waist.Yuan Qiu and his five senses observed the surroundings keenly. He always felt that someone was following him, but the other party seemed to have no malice and refused to reveal his identity. He must have something to do with the Ling Lake.

Yuan Qiuhe still walked to the center of the mountain stream, and in front of him was a swaying dream grass field. The dream grass was slender and purple in color, and could weave dreams. When they felt Yuan Qiuhe's approach, the dream grass group waved The leaves exude sleeping powder, silently guarding the hinterland of the mountain stream.

Yuan Qiuhe raised his sleeves, the pink powder was scattered by the wind, and the group of dream grasses did not retreat, a deep purple dream grass king hidden in the center of the dream grass group suddenly pulled out its branches, the huge leaves tried to Rolling up Yuan Qiuhe, Fu Xifan, who was quietly hiding in the dark, was a little nervous, his fingertips moved slightly, and the mad Dreaming Grass felt the familiar breath stagnate in the air.

Yuan Qiuhe felt the fear of Mengyi Grass, and said loudly: "Where is the help from fellow daoist, Qiuhe thank you in advance for this time!——"

Fu Xifan hid in the lake, so he had no choice but to say in a muffled voice: "The old man is just a small mountain god in the Yuehui Mountains. Looking at you, little brother, you have strange bones and a magnificent body. You shouldn't be folded in this little spiritual grass, so Can't help but shoot..."

"Thank you, Senior Mountain God!..." Yuan Qiuhe lowered his eyes and thought, "I wonder if the boy is destined to meet Senior Mountain God?"

Fu Xifan pursed his lips, a little annoyed at Yuan Qiuhe's difficulty. He kept shaking his little hands while muttering: "Old... um... I'm so ugly... I really don't want to come out to see each other... It's just a matter of effort ,You are Welcome……"

Yuan Qiuhe lowered his head and listened to the voice. "I see."

Just as Fu Xifan let out a long breath, a white and slender hand quickly plunged into the lake, and the small robe transformed by Fu Xifan was firmly grasped by the other party. Fu Xifan gritted his teeth, gave up the captured aura robe, and looked up Suddenly, he found the enlarged face of the male god Yuan Qiuhe.

Yuan Qiuhe originally thought that an ugly water monster was helping him in secret. He secretly speculated about the water monster's conspiracy and even wanted to destroy the water monster, but he never thought that the person pretending to be an old monster was such a slender doll. Being completely discovered, he raised his hands, looked innocently at the tall Yuan Qiuhe above, and groaned.

"Old man? Huh!?" Yuan Qiuhe put a half-smile on Fu Xifan's clothes, holding the little doll upside down.

Fu Xifan smiled awkwardly, "Hey...Little brother, I'm actually over 1000 years old, it's not a loss if you call me an old man!"

"Why are you following me?" Yuan Qiuhe held onto Fu Xifan while walking slowly.

"...Well, I've already said it just now, to help you!...Ah! Wait, don't go forward!" Fu Xifan yelled in panic.

Yuan Qiuhe glanced at the young boy in his hand calmly. He felt an invisible pressure coming from him, as if countless strands of spiritual power were entangled in his hand. Yuan Qiuhe tried to move forward, while the hand in his hand The little boy was pulled upside down in the palm of his hand by the line of spiritual power.

"This is?"

"...You!...Don't go..." Fu Xifan stood up unsteadily, and said in grief and indignation. "I'm the spirit body of the lake behind... My name is Fu Xifan... If you go any further, my main body will strangle me to death or disperse me with spiritual power lines!!!—"

Yuan Qiuhe nodded and said calmly. "It turned out to be the body of Linghu, in Xiayuan Qiuhe."

Yuan Qiuhe finally stopped, and Fu Xifan who stopped struggling lay paralyzed in Yuan Qiuhe's palm. He despised this delicate and transformed spirit in his heart, touched his chin, and said, "Well... bold Yuan Qiu And, why did you come to the Treasure Realm to disturb the peace of my spiritual creatures in the Moonlight Mountains?"

Fu Xifan's tone was serious, but his small face was like a ball of wool, which had no deterrent effect at all.

Yuan Qiuhe didn't respond to him. He carried the ancestor back and walked back. The closer he got to the Linghu Lake, the aura around Fu Xifan became more and more intense. Seeing this, Yuan Qiuhe squatted down, and he put Fu Xifan in his hand on the lake. Fu Xifan Floating on the lake, Fu Xifan was enveloped by waves full of aura. He stood firmly on the lake, looking up at Yuan Qiuhe.

"Fu, Xi, Fan." Yuan Qiuhe said lightly. "Since you are a thousand-year-old lake in the treasured area of ​​the Yuehui Mountains, you must have seen many disciples of the Valley of the Underworld who broke into the country. I can't be exempt, and they want the same. You don't have to pretend to be dead, you know what I want to ask ..."

Fu Xifan was about to lie down, when he heard Yuan Qiuhe's merciless words, he grinned and got up, rolling his eyes. "Do you want to know the treasures in the collection?"

Yuan Qiuhe looked at him indifferently.

Fu Xifan shuddered, why did the male god look so panicked, he yelled: "If you want to say that the most precious thing in the Yuehui Mountains is far away in the sky, it is close in front of you!"

As he said that, Fu Xifan turned around on the surface of the lake, filled with spirit mist and steam, Fu Xifan smiled, his eyes were very pleasing.

"I'm a sword cultivator." Yuan Qiuhe stood up, and the two figures, one big and one small, were surprisingly harmonious. "Although the lake is full of aura, it's useless to me."

"Hey...you wait!" The direction was wrong, Fu Xifan tipped his toes, and he grabbed Yuan Qiuhe's robe corner. "Look carefully again!!——"

Yuan Qiuhe glanced at him strangely, his tone was flat. "I don't want to drink up this lake."

Fu Xifan's hands froze. Although he allowed Yuan Qiu and Shaoshao to fill a pot of Linghu water, he didn't mean to be drunk!He stammered: "Yuan Qiuhe, why are you so ignorant, why don't you take a closer look at the old man?!"

As soon as the words were finished, Fu Xifan muttered silently, and the whole lake began to churn, and the Heaven's End Sword at the bottom of the lake felt Fu Xifan's call, and moved impatiently, revealing a trace of sharp sword energy.

Yuan Qiuhe felt the sword energy that matched it, and his complexion changed. He snapped off a piece of Dream Grass, and poured the sword intent into the Dream Grass, and the unstoppable Sword Qi slashed towards the depths of the lake. , Fu Xifan jumped in fright, and had no time to dodge, but the Tianzhi Sword at the bottom of the lake roared angrily, and came out from the bottom of the lake.

"...Okay!" Yuan Qiuhe was repelled, and instead of being angry, he smiled, and the sky ended.