Three Realms Dating Agency

Among the nine tables, except for the one in front of you, the incense ash on the rest of the tables is black.This table was also much cleaner and tidy than other tables, Wen Rong raised his head and frowned slightly - he didn't even notice that the ghost fairy was here.

No, didn't Huaiqing feel it?How could it be possible for the majestic sage to feel nothing?

"Did someone come here just now?" Wen Rong asked.

Lu Huaiqing bowed his head, there was white incense ash on Wen Rong's fine white fingers, his fingers were as white as jade, and the dust on the fingertips seemed profane.

Lu Huaiqing moved her fingers slightly, as if she was about to reach out to hold Wen Rong's hand in the next moment, and wipe off the dust for him personally.He did indeed raise his hand, and his fingertips curled up as soon as they touched the warm and slightly cool skin.

If you just touch it directly, it seems too thin.Lu Huaiqing stared at Wen Rong's hand, and lowered it in frustration.This is the only person who can't get close enough, and he's the only one who feels terrified every time he gets close.

Wen Rong held Lu Huaiqing's hand behind her back, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

The hand that was about to hang down turned around and held Wen Rong tightly. Just when Wen Rong was surprised, Lu Huaiqing lowered her head and rubbed on the hands that they were clasping, and her eyelashes brushed against the back of Wen Rong's hand.

Even if it's difficult to answer, don't be so coquettish.Wen Rong laughed and said, "If you're in trouble, you don't need to answer." To be honest, he is not curious about the part of his memory that he lost.Perhaps, as Lu Huaiqing said, he was willing to forget.

When the two closed the door of the villa, Wen Rong drew a town house talisman on the door.

In this residential area of ​​the rich, taxis would never come here.The two had no choice but to walk, first crossing the quiet road.It was already late at night, and most of the sycamore leaves on both sides of the road had fallen.The street lights were bright, and Wen Rong, who was walking in front, paused, showing a surprised expression——

A figure in red suddenly appeared among the fluttering sycamore leaves in front of him, and Wen Rong frowned subconsciously—if he didn't feel the yin energy, he almost thought it was a ghost in red.

Two steps forward, you will enter the opponent's enchantment.

The man turned around, his long black hair was tied up with a jade crown, his wide sleeves were embroidered with golden threads, and he was holding a small white thing in his arms.

Wen Rong always felt that the other party looked familiar, especially those phoenix eyes.When the other party raised her eyes, Wen Rong suddenly remembered - no wonder the look is familiar, it turned out to be like Lu Huaiqing!However, the other party's temperament was completely different from Lu Huaiqing's, gentle and restrained.

Probably brothers.Wen Rong recalled that Lu Huaiqing said that his family was the emperor, and probably guessed the identity of the other party - Emperor Feng.

Lu Huaiqing took two steps forward, stood with Wen Rong, and said, "What are you doing here?"

The other party said helplessly: "Of course it's because of Ying Zhou. You sealed his divine power and brought him back to his childhood form. Could it be that you just let it go?"

In his arms was a young white bird that had just grown its feathers. At this moment, its eyes were fixed on Wen Rong, and it was about to burst into flames.

This look seems a little familiar.

Wen Rong was silent for a while, then turned to Lu Huaiqing in disbelief—this bird is actually the man he saw in the store that day?

Faced with his brother's helpless expression, Lu Huaiqing was still confident, "Ying Zhou contradicted me first."

Ying Zhou flung himself into Emperor Feng's arms, and said sharply, "Your Majesty! It's that mortal who somehow learned the tricks of the fox clan. The Holy Monarch didn't even return to his palace because of him."

Emperor Feng frowned and said, "Ying Zhou."

As expected of Emperor Feng, he is not angry and arrogant.

Ying Zhou said anxiously: "Your Majesty! How can the Holy King be with mortals!" He looked at Wen Rong and said sharply, "You are blaspheming!"

Lu Huaiqing's pure black eyes had turned red, and Wen Rong noticed that the temperature around her was gradually rising, and Lu Huaiqing's seven bright and five fire fans, which had been put away, reappeared and were gently opening and closing.

Wen Rong turned to Ying Zhou, and repeated, "blasphemy?"

Ying Zhou stared at him, "Yes, blasphemy! Blasphemy will be condemned by God. Do you know who he is? How dare you try to get your hands on the gods, what do you think..."

Emperor Feng suddenly raised his hand, and the golden embroidered pattern on the red wide sleeves burst into flames, blocking the glow projected from Lu Huaiqing's fan, but he himself was also repelled, and he took several steps back before he stabilized.

Wen Rong was right next to Lu Huaiqing. When Lu Huaiqing started, he didn't notice any fluctuations in divine power or spiritual power. He only saw Emperor Feng raise his sleeve to block it.

Wen Rong turned around in amazement, Lu Huaiqing had shed the cover of mortal appearance, revealing her real face, with long hair and red clothes, black eyebrows and phoenix eyes, holding a seven-bright five-flame fan, like a noble god.

The divine power of the Qiming Wuhuo Fan was still as hot and fierce as before, Emperor Feng secretly smiled bitterly - this blow was enough to seriously injure Ying Zhou, Huai Qing was determined to teach Ying Zhou a lesson.

If it weren't for the fact that Ying Zhou was his father's favorite general, and Huai Qing's temper in the past, I'm afraid Ying Zhou would have died out of his wits.

This kind of feeling of protecting the beloved from the tip of his heart... Emperor Feng was in a trance for a moment, he had never seen Huaiqing love anyone so much.

Lu Huaiqing opened and closed the fan slightly in her hand, and the phoenix's eyes moved secretly, and said: "If I really want to kill you, no one can stop me. I personally proclaim the Holy King for the Dao of Heaven, and my name is engraved on the Tianzhu in the extreme east. Just remove your name from the clan, and use your clan's majesty to speak before me."

Huaiqing has been removed from the clan?Wen Rong frowned, among Lu Huaiqing's murderous words, he only noticed this sentence.How could the prince of the Phoenix family be removed?

Lu Huaiqing was so angry that even the real body of the god was revealed.He always kept his word, and the one who could persuade him in the Three Realms was long gone.

Emperor Feng had no choice but to take a step back, and said, "Huaiqing, you know Ying Zhou's temperament. Although he is stubborn, he has no bad intentions after all. Just let him go this time. Ying Zhou is the guardian of the mountain, you sealed him Divine power, how does he guard Zhongxiu Mountain?"

Lu Huaiqing raised his eyebrows, and said: "Then he will be removed from the position of God General. There are countless people in the Feng clan and their subordinates who have cultivated themselves to the highest level. Could it be that they can't even find a god general to protect the mountain?"

Emperor Feng: "...That can't be the same."

The corners of Lu Huaiqing's lips pursed, and a coldness appeared in his eyes.Emperor Feng was familiar with his expression—it was dissatisfied, and he had to achieve his goal.

How can this be persuaded.Emperor Feng smiled wryly while holding his forehead.

The fan in Lu Huaiqing's hand opened a little more, shivering reflexively.

Wen Rong: "...Huaiqing."

Lu Huaiqing put away her fan and tilted her head, "What's the matter?" The real body of the god is very handsome.But facing Wen Rong, Lu Huaiqing's narrow and sharp phoenix eyes restrained the chill.

Wen Rong rubbed the center of her brows and said, "It's almost eleven o'clock, I'm sleepy." The weather was getting colder and his spirits were gradually getting worse, and when the temperature cooled down at night, he wished he could tuck into the quilt immediately.

Lu Huaiqing held Wen Rong's hand carefully, and sure enough, the skin of the tentacles was icy cold, and Wen Rong shouldn't be allowed to stay outside for too long in such a cold day.

He is too careless.Lu Huaiqing held Wen Rong's tightly with both hands. His body temperature was higher than normal, and the temperature he conveyed was joyful. Wen Rong squinted her eyes enjoying it.

Lu Huaiqing completely lost interest in Ying Zhou, and said, "Let's go back now." The Qimingwu fire fan was stuffed into Wen Rong's hands, and the warm aura belonging to Phoenix immediately surrounded Wen Rong tightly.

Wen Rong followed Lu Huaiqing's force and turned around, Ying Zhou was so angry that he fluttered his small wings and flew up, Emperor Feng immediately pinched his wings to stop him from going forward to seek death.

Sensing the movement, Wen Rong glanced back, and happened to meet Ying Zhou's eyes, which were as sharp as knives, and he almost didn't put the words "Your mere mortals are not worthy of a god!" on his face.

Wen Rong smiled, raised her hand to hook Lu Huaiqing's strand of black hair, and gently wrapped it around her fingertips twice. The soft black hair was wrapped around her fair fingertips. Even a high-ranking god like Lu Huaiqing was infected with the smell of fireworks in the world .

Blasphemy?Wen Rong smiled, and withdrew her hand. This is a bird he raised. How does he want to caress and get close? What does it have to do with others?

Emperor Feng was stunned - but Huai Qing was persuaded with just one word?

……

Since arriving in Yuzhou, Wen Rong's health has been much worse than before.Wen Rong unscrewed the hot water in the bathroom, was rushed by the hot air, and coughed a few times uncontrollably.

He remembered that he was not so weak before.

After taking a hasty shower, Wen Rong tried hard to resist the urge to close her eyes and fall asleep, and sat on the edge of the bed with her eyes closed and gently rubbed her hair.

There is no air conditioning in the bedroom, the temperature has dropped badly recently.Wen Rong wiped her hair and wished she could shrink into the quilt, because she didn't feel the familiar heat source in the room, Wen Rong opened her eyes, but she didn't see Lu Huaiqing.

Wen Rong pushed open the bedroom door, and sure enough, Lu Huaiqing was sitting outside with her back to the bedroom.Knowing that Wen Rong had come to her side, she still looked at the window silently.

Flowing cloud wide sleeves, red feather coat.The long and smooth hair was tied up by the hosta golden crown, and the tail of the hair was docilely attached to the clothes.The tall and slender figure with his back to Wen Rong looked a bit lonely.

Wen Rong sat beside him, "What's wrong?"

He had just taken a shower, and his body was covered with cold water vapor.Lu Huaiqing woke up with a start, took off her red robe and carefully put it on Wen Rong.It's not a tunic underneath, but pear-white underwear, which is very light and thin, and the white flesh can be vaguely seen.

The light outside was dim, and Lu Huaiqing's black hair looked more supple against the pear whiteness, and the light and thin clothes couldn't cover anything at all, whether it was fair skin or the undulating lines were vaguely translucent.

It seemed that Lu Huaiqing's feathers had turned into a coat, which was very warm and exuded the unique aura of Lu Huaiqing.Wen Rong touched her coat, and felt that Lu Huaiqing's pear-white dress looked familiar.

"Don't pay attention to Ying Zhou's words," Lu Huaiqing said, "He has always been very opinionated, and it was my brother who brought Ying Zhou here just now, but you don't need to pay attention to him, he is smarter than Ying Zhou, so he won't offend me. "

Wen Rong showed surprise——Lu Huaiqing would speak for Ying Zhou?It's too inconsistent with Huaiqing's temperament.

Lu Huaiqing paused, and then said: "If you are not happy, I will go and pluck his hair now." Winter is coming, and I just happen to knit a feather coat.

Sure enough, Lu Huaiqing was still the same Lu Huaiqing.

The author has something to say: How can you laugh at my little tricycle! ! !

Angry, no mini theater (???????)

But even if there is no small theater, I still have to use my decayed voice to shout: "I want to collect!"

Thanks Suisui Ruyue, Yuncijing, Yaomeng, Pinellia Chiu, who is very busy today, for the many nutrient solutions!

Thank you Xueshang and Mo Yu for the mines!