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After seeing Fu Zhenhong's appearance clearly, the little boy's eyes lit up, he immediately turned around, ran to Fu Zhenhong with a smile on his face, and handed the candied haws in his hand to Fu Zhenhong: "Beautiful brother, here you are." eat."

The little boy has never been willing to eat this bunch of candied haws. He didn't even think about giving it to his favorite brother Qingji, but at this moment, he gave this bunch of candied haws to Fu Zhenhong who met for the first time without hesitation.

Although Fu Zhenhong's facial features are exquisite, they don't give people a feminine feeling, and despite his lazy and casual appearance, he has an aura that cannot be ignored, so although the boy is young, But she wouldn't foolishly mistake Fu Zhenhong for a woman.

Fu Zhenhong looked at the candied haws in the little boy's hand. Due to the height difference, the little boy's chin was raised and his head was raised high to see Fu Zhenhong.

Fu Zhenhong shifted her gaze from the candied haws in the boy's hand to the boy's face. The boy's eyes were extremely bright, without a trace of dirt, showing a kind of pure innocence.

When Fu Zhenhong was looking at the little boy, Qing Ji was also watching, or to be more precise, she was watching what Fu Zhenhong would do when faced with the little boy's enthusiastic overtures.

Fu Zhenhong naturally felt the quiet gaze, but he didn't care. Fu Zhenhong pursed her lips lightly, and looked at the light in the boy's eyes that sincerely wanted him to accept the candied haws. After a moment of silence, she squatted down body.

Fu Zhenhong took the candied haws from the little boy's hand, took one off and fed it into his mouth, and then gave the rest of the candied haws to the little boy.

Looking at the pretty brother who was seriously chewing the candied haws he gave him, the little boy's eyes suddenly turned into two small crescents: "Beautiful brother, is it delicious? Is it sweet?" The little boy asked cheerfully, with a clear and clear voice. With immature warmth.

"Delicious..." Fu Zhenhong gently touched the little boy's head: "It's very sweet."

Qing Ji saw this scene in her eyes, and her impression of Dongfang Bubai once again subtly changed.

"Okay, Yang'er, quickly invite Master Qingji and this beautiful brother to sit in the house." The little boy's father shouted at the little boy.

The little boy turned his head and responded, then turned back to Fu Zhenhong and said, "Beautiful brother, you are so pretty." After saying this, the little boy took the initiative to hold Fu Zhenhong's hand.

Qingji thought that Dongfang Bubai would pull his hand away, but the other party didn't do that, but let Yang'er hold his hand and dragged him into the house.

Qing Ji stared at the backs of the little boy and Fu Zhenhong walking into the room, a touch of complicated emotions appeared in her dark eyes.

Everyone in the world says that the Sun Moon God Sect is a cult, and the leader of the cult, Dongfang Bubai, is an out-and-out devil, everyone can punish him.Vicious, cruel, and merciless are the descriptions of Dongfang Bubai by people in the Jianghu.

But Dongfang Bubai in Qing Ji's eyes showed a soft side.Qing Ji could feel that this was not Dongfang Bubai's disguise, Dongfang Bubai was an extremely proud person, such a person disdain to pretend.

Qingji was thinking about something, and she didn't move her footsteps. Until the little boy was about to lead Fu Zhenhong to the threshold of the house, he was still standing there.

The little boy turned his head and shouted at Qingji: "Brother Qingji, you are so slow, hurry up and keep up."

Qingji nodded.

After entering the house, the little boy's father went to work in the kitchen again. The little boy made a decent reception. He put the candied haws aside and poured water for Fu Zhenhong and Qingji.

On the square wooden table, Fu Zhenhong and Qingji sat facing each other.

At this time, the father of the little boy in the kitchen called the little boy over to help, "Yang'er, come here."

The little boy responded.

Although the little boy really wanted to talk to Fu Zhenhong who came here for the first time, he was very sensible and obediently ran to the kitchen.

As soon as the little boy left, only Qing Ji and Fu Zhenhong were left in the small room.Qingji sat opposite Fu Zhenhong, no matter where she was, Qingji's back was always straight, upright, stable, with a kind of serenity like a beautiful moon.

Compared to Qingji's upright sitting posture, Fu Zhenhong was much more casual. He tilted his head slightly, resting his temple with one hand, and lightly clasping the table with his fingertips with the other hand.

The gentle and slow knocking sound is not obvious, and will not disturb the listener, and even reminds Qingji of the sound of knocking on the wooden fish when hiding.

The Buddhist beads in his hand were slowly moved by Qingji, his brows were lowered slightly, and his long eyelashes fluttered slightly, obviously adapting to the current atmosphere.

But Fu Zhenhong couldn't sit still like Qingji who had been in front of the Buddha statue all year round. He felt a little bored. He glanced around and found nothing interesting, then turned his gaze to Qingji who was sitting opposite him.

"Monk, how did you know this family?"

Hearing the words, Qing Ji raised her eyelids, took only one look at Fu Zhenhong, then looked away, and didn't speak, obviously not intending to explain to Fu Zhenhong.

Naturally, it is impossible for Fu Zhenhong to just allow her words to be ignored so directly. Looking at Qingji's peaceful and quiet face, Fu Zhenhong deliberately stretched her foot under the table towards Qingji's side Stretched, and then touched Qingji's toe with the toe of the shoe.

Sensing Fu Zhenhong's movements, Qing Ji didn't even look at Fu Zhenhong, but retracted her feet.

And Qingji's concession did not make Fu Zhenhong give up her plan to continue teasing him, but made Fu Zhenhong want to see Qingji's anger provoked even more, so Fu Zhenhong stretched her feet forward a few inches.

Because of Fu Zhenhong's actions, the toes of their shoes touched again. This time they paused for a moment and looked at Fu Zhenhong.

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows and smiled at Qingji.

Qing Ji didn't care about Fu Zhenhong, he just looked away, and silently moved his feet a few inches towards him.

But Fu Zhenhong pushed forward and continued to move forward, but this time, she completely straightened her legs.There was no way to retreat in Qingji, and there was a rare sense of helplessness between his brows. He pursed his lips and wanted to stand up, but Fu Zhenhong, who had noticed his movements, pressed his leg with his foot first.

Fu Zhenhong exerted some strength, and put one foot on Qingji's lap to prevent him from getting up. Qingji frowned slightly, and put her five fingers together, using her palm as a weapon, to open Fu Zhenhong's foot.

But Fu Zhenhong naturally refused to give in. When the palm of her cleaning hand was about to hit his instep, Fu Zhenhong turned her ankle to avoid Qingji's attack, turned around, and suppressed Qingji again.

Qing Ji's hand also slashed at Fu Zhenhong again. The two of them came back and forth. After several rounds, the movements of both sides became more and more fluctuating. In the end, the internal force generated by the friction between the two people on the wooden table Fly directly.

There was a muffled "bang", which attracted the little boy who was still helping in the kitchen, and he ran out in a hurry after being signaled by his father's eyes.

At the same time, on Fu Zhenhong's side, the two had already started to face each other, but it was more like Fu Zhenhong was attacking and silently defending.

However, Fu Zhenhong did not use all her strength, and Qingji also consciously avoided touching the surrounding furnishings because of the shaking of the wooden table.In this way, going back and forth, it is inevitable that some hands are tied.

The moment the little boy ran into the house, it was the moment when Qingji's palm wind pushed Fu Zhenhong's body away, and Fu Zhenhong's eyes flashed, and she turned sideways, making a gesture of being deliberately pulled closer by Qingji, taking advantage of the situation Fell toward silence.

Qingji also didn't expect that the man who was attacking fiercely would suddenly put away his attack and fall towards him. His reaction was also very fast. His consciousness told him that the most important thing to do was to dodge, but when he saw the man who was turning upside down, he subconsciously He stretched out his hands and caught Dongfang Bubai who was upside down.

The two hugged each other like this, Qingji blinked, the soft touch of his chest gave his brain an air defense for a moment, and the scene of the two hugging each other happened to be seen by the little boy.

"Ah...!" The little boy widened his eyes in surprise, and said, "Brother Qingji, you have such a relationship with Brother Pretty?"

The little boy's voice quickly made Qing Ji, who was a little dazed because of the sudden embrace, recovered from the daze, Qing Ji's thin lips were tightly closed into a straight line, and she pushed the man in her arms in a panic. open.

"Eastern Hierarch, respect yourself." Qing Ji said, but neither her voice nor her tone were as calm as before.

Qingji's expression was very serious. He looked at Fu Zhenhong after the prank, "Please don't behave inappropriately." If you take a closer look, you will find that there is a thin layer of blush on the base of his ears. Although it is not obvious, it cannot be ignored no matter what.

Fu Zhenhong leaned against the wall with his arms folded. Compared with Qingji's embarrassment, he seemed to be able to do a job with ease.Fu Zhenhong didn't listen to the tricks in Qingji's words, and he was not affected by it, so he said leisurely: "Monk, since you know my identity as the leader of the cult, why are you so confused to use those etiquette to talk about me?"

Qing Ji heard the words, but before she could speak, the little boy listening at the side noticed Fu Zhenhong's words keenly: "The leader of the cult?"

After a quiet pause, just as she was about to explain something to the little boy, Fu Zhenhong said first, "Yes..." Fu Zhenhong walked up to the little boy, "I am the leader of a cult."

"A cult? Is it the Sun Moon God Sect?" Obviously, this child named Yang'er is not a little boy who doesn't know anything.

The name of the Sun Moon God Sect is really unknown to everyone, and in recent months, the name of the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, Dongfang Bubai, has been mentioned by countless people, almost to the point of being a household name.

As for why it is well-known to everyone, it is nothing more than the stories of some storytellers, saying that Dongfang Bubai is a murderous monster who never blinks. Dongfang Bubai took it away.

Fu Zhenhong looked at the little boy and said, "Yes."

After hearing Fu Zhenhong's answer, the little boy looked at Fu Zhenhong, but he didn't show any expression of fear. He just asked, "Then do you know how to eat children?"

When Fu Zhenhong heard this, she raised her eyebrows, and said calmly, "I'm not interested in children."

"That beautiful brother, what are you interested in?" The little boy asked, as if he suddenly thought of something, he turned to Qingji at the side: "Is it for brother Qingji?"