Cloud God is not God

The next day, Fei Wuyong woke up in a haze, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Yun Zhongjun sitting sideways by the window sill, with his head propped on one hand, as if he was thinking about something.The morning glow leaked in from the side of this person, as if it merged with the light of the clouds that day, Fei Wuyong shook his mind when he saw it.

This guy is in his teens?

Turning around quickly, I found that A Ling was asleep on the bed, and the feeling in my heart was relaxed.Take a breath.

"You're awake, just right, I'll take you to a place recently." Fei Wuyong said as he got up and tidied himself up briefly, sticking the pock marks on his face to cover up his handsomeness.

"it is good."

Yun Zhongjun jumped off the window sill and flicked his clothes, as if he still had the morning dew.He had changed back into his clothes, which were decent and flowing.Dressed in light blue, it seems to reflect the color of the sky. There are few colors in the world that can be ironed and dyed like this.No wonder Fei Wuyong was dazed just now.

There is a silver chain tied around the waist, overlapping like fish scales, the pictures and texts on the scales cannot be seen clearly, and the material cannot be seen.This chain alone is probably a rare item.

Fei Wuyong thought that he must have used this thing to strangle the monster that night, and felt a chill in his heart.Stay away from this person.

"Let's go." Fei Wuyong tidied himself up and covered A Ling with a quilt.

Along the way, Fei Wuyong wanted to talk to Yun Zhongjun, but looking at this man's face and thinking about his mature voice, he decided to forget it.

Can't help speeding up the pace.Yun Zhongjun followed behind him without missing a step.

Passers-by along the way saw the big and the small, the big one was in front, whistling, and the young one bowed his head and followed closely, as if he was taking a young wife to a kiss, but these were two men, so it was feel strange.

Fei Wuyong took Mr. Yunzhong around the city, and bought him some gadgets, all of which he likes at his age.Wooden carving knives, flying birds, and Jiulian Huanhuan are all small objects.It's all because Wuyong thought Yun Zhongjun would like it, and Yun Zhongjun didn't refuse, he held them all in his hand, but he didn't play with them, let alone showed a happy expression.

Seeing it, Fei Wuyong mourned in his heart, he really is an unpleasant child.There is no such child.It seemed that he was the kid.

I walked around the city several times and ate some snacks.He stopped in front of a gorgeous house, and the Lingjun Pavilion was a bit deserted during the day.

Fei Wuyong stood at the door and paced back and forth, sighing.You must not blame me.

He dragged Yun Zhongjun to the museum.Fei Wuyong arranged him to sit on a swing in the backyard.

"You wait for me here obediently, I will bring you a gift later." After Wu Yong finished speaking, he went to the owner's room clearly.

Yun Zhongjun seemed to be very interested in the swing, took out a piece of cloth from his arms, and put the things in his hand on the cloth.So I sat on the swing, tried to play, swayed back and forth, and almost fell off.

At this time, there was no one in the courtyard, otherwise you would have seen a handsome boy in his teens competing with a swing. The boy had a very serious and determined expression on his face, as if he was doing something big.

After a while, it seemed that I had mastered the law of the swing.Yun Zhongjun stood on the swing, looking closely, it should be that his front foot stepped on the edge of the swing's wooden board, borrowing his strength, he swayed with the swing.

No one pushes the swing, but it swings high. The gauze is fluttering, the hair is dancing lightly, and there is nothing beautiful about it.

As soon as Fei Wuyong came back, he saw this scene, as if time was frozen at this moment, the sky was full of clouds, and the man stepped on a swing, floating with the wind, as if he was going to fly away. At this moment, the man had a faint smile on his face, looking De Wuyong has not recovered for a long time...

"It really is stunning." The voice of the owner came from beside him.

This person is Qi Lingjun, the owner of the Lingjun Pavilion.I saw this person with silver hair and blue eyes, wearing a silver mask, and a black robe. He didn't look like an ordinary person, and there was an indescribable aura about him.

This is also what Fei Wuyong felt when he saw this person for the first time, "Are you really willing?" The man said again as if he had seen through Fei Wuyong's thoughts.

"What's there to be reluctant about? He's not mine. It's agreed, and I'll add another 100 taels of silver." Fei Wuyong rubbed his nose and said.

"It's easy to say, easy to say." Qi Lingjun threw another bag of silver.

Fei Wuyong took it easily.He weighed the silver in his hand, thinking, Ah Ling's medicine is in place.

He took the silver and walked outside, not knowing if he was embarrassed or not, and he didn't even look at Yun Zhongjun again.

Alas, take care of yourself and don't blame me.

On the other side, Yun Zhongjun watched Fei Wuyong come out, stopped swinging on the swing, and jumped off the swing, his steps were light and unstained.

Holding the gadget in his hand, Yun Zhongjun brushed past Wuyong, but Wuyong didn't call him to go with him, he just watched Fei Wuyong walk out step by step without looking back.From the beginning to the end, his face and eyes did not change.

"Don't look, he sold you..." Qi Lingjun shook the folding fan in his hand, and a picture of the mountains, rivers and community was displayed, vividly.

Yun Zhongjun turned his head, put down the gadget in his hand, and continued to swing...

The sky was approaching dusk, the sky was covered with colorful clouds, and the sun also hid in the clouds.

It's almost time to meet the devil.