[Comprehensive] Fusu Youqin

But after a while, the Night Traveler and her maid fell to the ground.

Fu Su pouted, quite a pity.

At first, he thought that this was a serious fairy who could help him to try out the new song that he thought of.

I didn't expect that I couldn't stick to it after I started.

Fusu retracted the strings, and suddenly saw the cradle blocked by the night wandering girl.

There lay a sleeping child, who seemed to be about the same age as Hu Hai.

Fu Su frowned, the child didn't look like she was carried back from the world by a nocturnal wandering girl.

There is a trace of immortal energy circulating around him, he should be a son of an immortal family.

Could it be that she is brave enough to touch the blood of an immortal?

After pondering for a while, Fusu felt that it was better to go to the Taoist priest to ask for clarification, so he turned and walked towards the outside of the cave.

He had a new idea, but he had to send the two children back first.

When Fusu walked outside the Shaoxian Cave, he was a little surprised by what he saw.

The Taoist, who has always been broad-sleeved, leaned against the tree not far outside the cave, holding the two children in his arms, and a translucent enchantment circulated around him.

Qingluan curled up beside the Taoist, looking very sluggish.

what happened?

Fu Su suddenly became vigilant, he ran towards the Taoist priest, raised his hand and knocked on the enchantment beside the Taoist priest.

Chunqing didn't know what she was thinking, and there was a trace of trance in her pitch-black eyes, and she looked over blankly.

"Sir?"

The Taoist priest shook his head slightly, and immediately untied the barrier.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong around here?" Fusu asked repeatedly.

Chunqing rubbed her temples, smiled wryly and said: "There is no one else here, but young master, next time you play the song just now, you should pay attention to your surroundings."

Fusu: "..."

Ah, it seems that he really didn't control the volume just now, so he won't be heard by the Taoist priest who hasn't gone far, right?

Fusu looked at Taoist Priest Chunqing's slightly tired expression, and suddenly felt a little guilty.

"Sorry, are you okay?" Although, the Taoist chief didn't look like he was okay.

The Taoist priest shook his head and said, "It's nothing serious."

Chun Qing's voice was getting lower and lower, if Fusu hadn't been close, she still couldn't hear it.

"Pindao just... remembered his relatives and friends in his hometown."

The Taoist's dignified and handsome face was full of complexities, and a little disappointment flashed faintly.

Hometown relatives and friends?

Fusu was thoughtful, and he remembered that the world where the Taoist priest in front of him was before accepting the mission was not the original world of the other party.

"If back then, I hadn't joined Master's sect by accident..."

The Taoist priest leaned against the bottom of the tree, muttering on his back.

The immortal cultivator had sharp eyes and ears, and when the sound of the Fusu zither played again, he heard a short piece of soft tune.

In an instant, he was pulled back hundreds of years ago.

But different from his memory, he did not worship Huashan in another world by accident when he was young, but has been practicing in Wudang, and he also learned Wudang skills.

In terms of talent in martial arts, he is actually not as good as Wuji, the son of Zhang Wushu, or his best friend who will rule the world in the future.

In this world, "he" was far less powerful when he was 15 years old than when he was 15 years old.

It's not that Wudang exercises are not good, but after all, the levels of the world are different, and the levels of exercises are naturally different.

At the same time, "he" was 15 years old, and there was no senior who sent the famous sword bestowed to "him" by his master across time and space, and there was no friend who knew him in the golden dress and white dress in the back mountain.

Without the xinxing precipitated by the adventure, that "he" didn't see through the conspiracies and tricks surrounding his family at that time, lost his original strength and didn't have the blessing of magic soldiers, and at the grand master's centenary banquet, "he" didn't see through it either. Back then, he fought all the heroes with one sword and one man, and he kept his fifth uncle and aunt in their hands, let alone Junior Brother Wuji.

Later, "he" practiced in Wudang Mountain step by step, and met his friend in the Emei School.

The friend frowned, and it was rare to see the heroic figure in his impression.

And then... and then "he" in that world fell in love with his friend, and did a lot of foolish things for her, and in the end even Wudang couldn't tolerate "him".

And the experience of his two friends was not so good.

In his own impression, one of them is the empress who forbeared for 13 years and overthrew the old dynasty and reorganized the country, and the other is the invincible and invincible general under the empress.

But in this world, the two women turned against each other due to various reasons and "Junior Brother Wuji".

In the end, "he" died in the hands of his sweetheart in order to save his father.

It's ridiculous.

That world was so real, so real that Chunqing thought in a trance that it was the future that his original world should have.

He has been walking in the heavens and worlds for many years, so he naturally knows this situation, and he has also seen that the different choices of the Son of Destiny led to completely different worlds.

He raised an enchantment to block the sound of the piano, and years of practice made him sober.

After waking up, he understood.

If he hadn't come to the master's school by accident, if the senior hadn't come to his original world through time and space, he had accepted Zhou's sister as his apprentice by mistake.

Perhaps their future is what he saw just now.

Thinking of this, Chunqing was overjoyed for a long time.

However, an incomplete tune can have such great power, no wonder the first emperor dared to let his son help Su out without worrying about his safety.

Touching the apologetic gaze of Young Master Yingqin in front of her, Chunqing suddenly remembered that one of the boy's strings in front of her was brought from Cangming Realm by him.

After leaving Cangming Realm, she has been coming to this world to do missions. Chunqing has checked the information of the senior in the original secret realm.

That was the first suzerain of Bai Yujing, whose name is unknown, only known as "Qinghua Sword Immortal".

This name is the legend of the "Three Thousand Worlds".

Senior Qionghua has the strings of son Fusu in his hand.

Is that young master Fusu really the young master Fusu in his impression?

This question has flashed through Chunqing's mind countless times, but it has never been as clear as it is today.

However, Qin Huang was not the Qin Huang who was rated as a tyrant in his impression.

So, as the eldest son of the Qin Emperor, what is special about him seems to be normal?

"Daoist, the original, the world?"

Faced with this embarrassing atmosphere, Ying Shiba lay in the Taoist priest's arms and raised his head to ask.

On the opposite side, his little sister in this life was sleeping in the dark, and his brother in this life was mysterious and unpredictable. When Ying Shiba was about to suffocate, he heard the Taoist whisper.

He will know the restored world!

At first glance, this Daoist looks like a character who came out of an online game in his previous life, with a fairy demeanor like a film set of cultivating immortals.

Anyway, Ying Shiba's three views have been shattered by the former girl, and now he won't be surprised to tell him that his elder brother Fusu and his father Ying Zheng are gods.

But just curious.

In fact, he also heard the melodious sound of the qin, but in his limited mind, what he thought was that his elder brother brought the qin when he went out to fight. By the way, where is the qin? Anyway, he didn't touch it at all.

It's just that he saw the Taoist priest's sudden change of expression after stepping out of the cave.

Before the Taoist priest answered, Ying Shiba felt that someone had pinched the back of his fate and was lifted out of the Taoist priest's broad arms.

"Eighteen, you look really energetic."

Fusu said with a smile.

Hu Hai trembled inexplicably, he smirked and said: "Brother Wang, you are amazing!"

Ah, this kid's body really limits his ability to play!If you are a few years older, you can speak fluently.He can blow a thousand words of rainbow fart to the big brother on the spot!

Fusu's eyes flickered, and he said, "Aren't you sleepy at eighteen?"

"Eh?"

"Go to sleep, wake up, and you will be home."

Fusu said softly.

Children are always prone to sleepiness, and when Fu Su said this, Hu Hai also felt drowsy, and his eyelids began to fight.

"Brother Wang..." After slurring a few words, Hu Hai fell into a deep sleep.

In fact, this eighteenth brother will not hide it at all. Fusu has seen documents such as one, two, three, etc. that the eighteenth son was abnormal reported by the secret guard more than once on the father's desk case.

That is to say, Hu Ji only has her own child in her heart, and Hu Hai is still very good at acting in front of others. Hu Ji only feels caring when she sees Hu Hai's well-behaved appearance on weekdays. How could she think that this is actually a soul with memories of previous lives? ?

At present, the only one who knows about the eighteenth situation is him, the father... In fact, the father is also watching.

Fusu thought of the ink jade branch that was very similar to his pagoda tree branch that he accidentally saw on his father's body, and his face suddenly became indifferent.

The father has peach trees from Dushuo Mountain in his hands, pagoda trees from the underworld in his hands, and dragon claw flowers from Huangquan grow in the palace of Yinman.

Good guy, the three major keepsakes of the underworld are all in place.

How can their old Qin family be so valued by the underworld?

At that moment, Fusu completely gave up on the cooperation with the underworld.

Unreliable, really too unreliable.

There are a lot of posts complaining about the underworld in Three Thousand Realms, if he hadn't caught the world-traveler, he would have written this up and followed everyone.

Is there really a reliable underworld?

Fusu was very suspicious.

He carried the child's young body on the back of Qingluan who had recovered, and then carried Tong Guan up.

"Aluan, thank you for your hard work. When I go back, I will play your favorite tune for you."

Fusu touched Qingluan's head, bent his eyes, and said: "I still have some things to do with the Taoist priest, help me send them back to Xianyang Palace."

The place he wants to go next is not suitable for Qingluan to go with him.

Qingluan was born on Penglai Island in the East China Sea. Although she is one of the famous five phoenixes, Penglai is not as powerful as the two Kunluns, and she doesn't have the capital to offend the Emperor of Heaven.

It would be better to let it send the two children away first.

Qingluan didn't know what Fusu was thinking, it rubbed Fusu's hand, spread its wings and flew away from the forest.

Fusu watched it go away before turning around.

At this time, the Taoist priest had recovered from the rare trance.

"Two of them fainted, and asked the Taoist priest to help."

Fragments of sunlight fell on the young man's body through the branches, and golden fragments faintly danced on the black clothes.

His figure was reflected in Chunqing's eyes, reminding him of the senior he hadn't seen for many years.

"Young master, do you want to?"

The young man in Xuanyi said: "Fusu has some doubts, and I would like to ask that noble Emperor of Heaven to answer one or two questions."

The author has something to say: Well, let’s ask: who is used to these brats?