I and Hongjun have a baby [Honghuang]

Su Yueqing's thoughts drifted away inadvertently, and he didn't even hear Nuwa talking to her.

Nuwa had no choice but to stretch out her hand and gently push her: "Sister Yueqing, come back to your senses, don't think about spring."

Su Yueqing was embarrassed: "Why is my sister making fun of me again?"

Nuwa laughed and said, "I didn't mean to tease you, I just told the truth. You look at your current appearance, your face is full of red, not thinking of spring, then what are you thinking?"

Su Yueqing chuckled, and when she was about to say something, she suddenly received a message from Hongjun, asking her to go back to him.

Su Yueqing stood up while wondering why Hongjun was looking for her.

Nuwa asked strangely, "Sister Yueqing, what are you doing up?"

Su Yueqing nodded his chin in the direction of the deep part of the hall, shrugged and said, "The Immortal Chief called me, I'll go and see what's up with him."

Nuwa's heart moved, and she stopped asking any more questions immediately after hearing the words, and let Su Yueqing leave.

Su Yueqing left from the back door when he was familiar with the way, and his back disappeared into the hall.

After she left, Kunpeng, who had been silent all this time, raised his head thoughtfully: "This Fellow Daoist Su met the saint in this dojo?"

Nuwa smiled mysteriously, but did not answer.

Sanqing thought more. Su Yueqing told them before that she came to Zixiao Palace with a great power.Could it be that the great power is the owner of the Zixiao Palace?

Everyone was making guesses, but Su Yueqing didn't think too much about it. She just wanted to know what Hongjun wanted to do with her, and she needed her to say it in person.

Su Yueqing and Nuwa haven't seen each other for a long time, and they want to talk more personally with Nuwa, and watch the upcoming futon dispute by the way.

Su Yueqing stepped into Hongjun's dojo, which was originally a cloud-shrouded open space, but after Su Yueqing walked up, the scene changed immediately, and Hongjun's back standing with hands behind his back appeared in front of her. .

Sensing Su Yueqing coming in, Hongjun turned around and looked at him silently.

Su Yueqing always felt that Hongjun's eyes were weird at the moment, making her feel uncomfortable.

Su Yueqing asked awkwardly: "Immortal Chief, what do you want to say when you asked me to come over?"

Hongjun's eyebrows were slightly curved, and the corners of his lips were raised. He pointed to the jade bed on the other side and said to Su Yueqing: "Sit down first, I'm talking to you."

Su Yueqing was puzzled, and obediently walked to the jade bed and sat down.

The waist is straight, and the two hands are neatly placed on the thighs, looking particularly well-behaved.

Hongjun also came over, sat beside Su Yueqing, put his arms around her shoulders, and looked down at her.

Su Yueqing blinked, a little afraid to breathe.

In such an atmosphere and scene, Hongjun asked her to go to the bed and sit down, maybe he wanted to be with her...

Su Yueqing's youthful heart immediately sprouted.

It's a pity that Hongjun didn't understand the style, he smiled slightly, but said: "I remember you asked me what the fragrance is, do you think it smells like this?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his slender index finger, and a purple-white gas in the shape of a round balloon with a diameter half a finger long emerged from his fingertips.

Su Yueqing froze for a moment, and said with some disappointment: "Isn't that what you want to tell me, Immortal Elder?"

Hongjun was slightly stunned: "...Then why not?"

Su Yueqing pursed his lips, and snorted in his heart, not wanting to talk to this kind of incomprehensible idiot, carefully grabbed Hongjun's fingers, and observed the air mass at his fingertips.

This air mass looks very mysterious, as if it is composed of countless filaments.

Its appearance does not match the appearance of the incense that Su Yueqing imagined, but it does exude the aura that Su Yueqing likes.

Su Yueqing closed his eyes, fanning his long eyelashes like a small fan, gently twitching the tip of his nose, smelling the smell of air balls, the warm soft stream hit Hongjun's fingertips, which made him The brow jumped violently, but the instigator didn't notice it.

Su Yueqing opened his eyes and said happily: "Yes, it is the smell of this incense."

Hongjun lowered his eyebrows and said softly: "Then you can keep it."

After finishing speaking, the fingertips bent slightly, and the air balls floated slowly towards Su Yueqing as if sliding down a slide, and hung on her hair very consciously.

If you don't look carefully, it looks like a cloud hair accessory.

Su Yueqing stretched out his hand curiously to pinch the air mass, and he could feel it, and it was quite elastic.

On the other side, Hongjun glanced at her calmly, lowered his arms, let the sleeves cover his arms, and then gently twirled his fingers.

The fragrance of the air mass wrapped Su Yueqing, and Su Yueqing smelled the clear and cold fragrance, very satisfied, glanced at Hongjun, and said coquettishly: "The elder fairy told me before that it is useless, so why take it now?" Out?"

Hongjun pinched out a strand of her black hair, and stroked it gently: "It's really useless... This air mass is something else, and only you can smell it."

Su Yueqing blinked, a little puzzled.

Hongjun smiled slightly, but refused to say any more: "Do you feel tired, do you want to sleep here for a while, and go out after the sermon?"

Su Yueqing rolled his eyes and asked, "Is it just sleeping?"

Hongjun raised his eyes to look at her, and said slowly, "Otherwise?"

Su Yueqing muttered: "If you tell me to sleep, then I will sleep..."

After speaking, he immediately went to the jade bed, closed his eyes, and snored deliberately.

Su Yueqing wanted to pretend to be asleep at first, but the strange thing is that after she closed her eyes for a while, she actually fell asleep.

Hongjun didn't move, just sat on the edge of the bed and watched her.

After a long while, he slowly stretched out his hand, and placed it on Su Yueqing's abdomen with a little hesitation, his expression became more and more surprised.

Su Yueqing fell asleep for a long time, but she was awakened by a loud noise.

Su Yueqing rubbed his eyes, sat up slowly, stretched satiated, yawned and asked: "This sleep is so comfortable, but it's a bit noisy. Immortal, who is talking all the time? "

Su Yueqing sat up straight lazily, and saw that Hongjun was holding a mirror in his hand and looking at it, and the voice came from the mirror he was holding.

Su Yueqing stretched out his head to look, and the black hair appeared in front of Hongjun's eyes, making him lose his mind for a while.

Su Yueqing didn't notice his strangeness, and stared at the picture in the mirror, and then saw two bald men in tattered clothes standing in front of Sanqing and Hongyun, talking to Hongyun Kunpeng.

Seeing this, Su Yueqing woke up almost immediately.

She knew that this should be the futon dispute, and the two bald heads should be Zhunti and Jieying.

The timing of Su Yueqing's waking up was just in time for the excitement.

Zhunti and Yingyin arrived not long ago, and now there is not much time left before the century, they are the last batch to arrive.

These two people came in from the outside dusty and disheveled. As soon as they entered, they saw that Zixiao Palace was already full of people, about [-] people, and the huge palace was very crowded.

As soon as they came in, the first thing they did was to sweep the palace and the people who came to listen to the sermon, and then quickly rushed to Sanqing and Kunpeng, who were obviously different from others with futons on their buttocks.

On the way here, Zhunti and Jieyin discussed it, because the two of them came from the west, and some time ago, the west land was broken, the spiritual energy overflowed, and all the magic weapons flew away.The two of them lingered in the west for a long time, and the more they looked at it, the colder they felt, and they knew clearly that the west was probably lonely, and it was almost impossible to rise.

Zhunti and Jieyin were not willing to be mediocre, nor did they want to be dragged down by the dilapidated Westland, so they discussed for a long time on the way to Zixiao Palace, and finally decided that they must seize all the opportunities in Zixiao Palace and take the opportunity to rise!

Those six futons are innate spiritual treasures, they must not miss them!

With this in mind, Zhunti and Jieyin rushed through the crowd and rushed to the front.

It made Sanqing, Nuwa, and Dijun all look over with dissatisfaction in their eyes.

Before anyone else could raise their voices, Zhunti took the lead to ask: "Excuse me, are the futons under your seat placed by the master of the palace?"

Sanqing glanced at him coldly, then looked away, ignoring him at all.

Nuwa and Kunpeng also had cold faces, ignoring his existence, only Hongyun replied to him: "Yes, what's the matter?"

Zhunti and Jieyin hurriedly said: "The futons under your seats are all innate spiritual treasures, and they have a lot of history. The master of the palace put these futons here, and only a few, so everyone must take turns to sit and feel the opportunity. If you guys don't get up yet, let's sit for a while, don't you want to be selfish and hold on to the opportunity?"

Hong Yun was dumbfounded, and the eyes of those who didn't sit on the futons in the hall moved slightly when they heard the words, and they were quite moved by Zhunti's words.

In the apse, Su Yueqing couldn't help but said: "This bald man is kidnapping Hongyun morally."

The owner of the palace didn't say that everyone took turns sitting on the futon. Why did he open his mouth and say that the person sitting on the holy futon didn't stand up and let others feel that it was selfish?

In fact, other people also understood what Su Yueqing said. Zhunti and Jieyin were obviously messing around, but other people also had plans for the futon, or they didn't want to stand up for Hongyun, so they kept silent.

Seeing that no one came forward to speak to him, Hong Yun's face became ugly, and his expression was a little hesitant.

He is not the kind of aggressive and forceful character, and he didn't know what to do when he was asked to accept such a duty.

Zhen Yuanzi couldn't bear Hongyun being picked up and forced by Zhunti, and said dissatisfiedly: "Opportunities are always given to those who come first, we won't give up this position."

Zhunti and Jieyin looked at each other, and Jieyin smiled slightly, implying something: "The cultivation of the two fellow Taoists seems to be a little lower than ours. If they fight, they may not be our brothers' opponents. Are you sure? Don't give up this position?"

Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun's expressions changed, they were startled and angry, are these two trying to threaten them?

However, Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun's strength is indeed inferior to Zhunti and Jieyin.

Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help looking at the other people on the futon, and Kunpeng said lightly, "It has nothing to do with me."

In Sanqingzhong, Yuan Shi sneered: "Whoever wants to sit on our brother's futon can come up and try."

Nu Wa looked towards the Demon League, Di Jun coughed lightly, and said calmly: "Nu Wa is a demon of my Demon League, whoever dares to take her position will be an enemy of our Heavenly Court."

Di Jun is not stupid, who knows how the opportunity of this futon was given, the people sitting in the seat change back and forth, what if the opportunity is lost?It's better to let Nu Wa sit all the time.

Seeing that the others were unwilling to help, both Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun looked a little ashamed.

Seeing this, Su Yueqing couldn't help shaking his head: "Kunpeng's behavior is a bit irrational, Sanqing and Nuwa both rely on him, even if they don't help Hongyun, they don't dare to do anything against them.

But Kunpeng was different, he was alone, after Zhunti and Jieyin took away Hongyun's position, the next one would definitely be to take his place.

He doesn't help Hongyun right now, if Zhunti and Jieyin are robbing him of his position, Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi will definitely not help him then, he is too stupid. "

Zhunti and Jiejian saw that Hongyun was isolated and helpless, smiled triumphantly, and said wildly: "Fellow Daoist, why don't you hurry up and give up the position to our brothers."

After finishing speaking, he waved his palm deliberately, the threat was very obvious.

Hong Yun got up with a cold face, walked to the side with Zhen Yuanzi and sat down without saying a word.

Zhunti couldn't wait to sit on the futon, but as soon as he sat down, he felt that he had formed a karma with Hongyun.

He is not only shocked by the great chance involved in the futon, but also full of murderous intentions for the red cloud that owes karma.

The subsequent development was also as Su Yueqing expected, Zhunti and Jieyin really started to attack Kunpeng again.

Because Kunpeng didn't help Hongyun before, this time Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun also chose to remain silent. This time and again, Zhunti and Jieying actually managed to snatch two futons.

Su Yueqing couldn't help shaking his head, and sighed: "I'm so confused."

Hongjun stared at Kunpeng's cold face in the mirror, but said with a smile: "He may not be confused, but he just doesn't want to stand out."

Su Yueqing froze for a moment: "What do you mean? Could it be that Kunpeng still has some secrets?"

Hongjun waved his hand, tilting his head to listen to something, and returned to normal after a while.

He shook his head and said, "Leave Kunpeng alone, just let him go."

After speaking, he stood up, stretched out his hand to Su Yueqing, and said, "The position of the futon has been fixed, I should go to preach, let's go."

When it comes to the position of the futon, Su Yueqing still wants to complain: "Actually, I am a little puzzled. Didn't you say that the fate of the futon has been decided? If so, why are the positions of Kunpeng and Hongyun still taken away by Zhunti and Jieyin?"

Hongjun explained: "If there is no accident, the holy throne is indeed distributed to Kunpeng and Hongyun, but the west was broken because of the battle between me and Luo Hu, the west land was broken, and the luck automatically gathered to the west. The highest quasi-mention and pick-and-lead body. Their luck is like a rainbow, so they can fight for the holy position at the critical moment."

"So this is ah……"

Hongjun hooked his fingers and urged, "Let's go."

Su Yueqing hesitated for a moment: "I really want to be next to you in a while, and listen to your sermon?"

Hongjun raised his eyebrows: "Why, you don't want to?"

Su Yueqing couldn't help laughing: "How is it possible! I'm too happy to be able to listen to the sermon beside the saint, how could I not be willing? I'm not afraid that your image will be like a pervert in front of everyone... ..."

Speaking a sermon and bringing a beautiful woman to sit beside her, she would think that this saint is too unscrupulous.

Hongjun was dumbfounded, and laughed for a while: "Why do you always have so many thoughts in your mind?"

He shook his head helplessly and asked, "Then what are you going to do?"

Su Yueqing blinked, and immediately changed back to his original form. He threw himself into Hongjun's arms, adjusted himself to a comfortable position, and said with satisfaction, "Okay, let's go out like this."

Taking a fox out, although it feels a bit lost as a plaything, is better than a pervert.

As for why Su Yueqing would rather appear in front of everyone as Hongjun's pet than in a human form, being misunderstood by everyone about her relationship with Hongjun is related to the strange persistence in her heart.

Su Yueqing felt that Hongjun hadn't expressed his feelings to her yet. Although he always behaved ambiguously, who knew what was going on in his heart.

When Hongjun didn't promise her anything, she would never pretend to be a Taoist companion.

Otherwise, if one day Hongjun repented, or said lightly, 'Su Yueqing himself misunderstood what he meant', how would she deal with herself then?

Hongjun didn't know what was going on in Su Yueqing's mind. He lowered his head and gently stroked the Nine-Tailed Fox's fur. There was some hesitation and struggle in his eyes. After more than ten seconds, it slowly dissipated and gradually became firm.

The author has something to say: The name may be changed frequently in the past two days, everyone forgive me

After v, I think about it day by day...but I am afraid that I will run out of manuscripts and don't want to write, it is so difficult