I raise pandas in fairyland

Chapter 209 The fist is hard
In the morning, light rain and mist enveloped the entire mountain.

At this time, it had already entered summer, but the temperature above Xuantian Peak was still pleasant, and the flowers bloomed extraordinarily brilliantly in the rain.

Pu Xizhou and Gu Nanfeng walked forward in the rain. From a distance, the two slender figures walked among the rugged mountains, which was as beautiful as a picture scroll.

On the side of the road, among the grass and trees, among the flowers, and even in mid-air, you can occasionally see palm-sized flower fairies flapping their translucent wings and happily walking through them.

They are the purest beings born from the life force and aura, and they can also be called the spirits of nature.

As long as the environment is not polluted like the Demon Realm, they can like every season, every plant, every kind of weather.

And in Xuantian Peak, these little guys don't run away when they see people, unlike those born in the forest outside.

Sometimes, they even come up to say hello with a shy smile, or when they are tired from flying, they dare to rest on people's shoulders and take a ride for a while.

Everyone on Xuantian Peak never frightened them, including Xuan Chen and Jiang Chenyu, even the visiting Buddha Lord and Ying Guan.

Everyone is protecting it all.

The reason why the flower fairy has such a performance is naturally indispensable to the influence and fuel of Lin Lu.

For these wild flower elves, although she didn't name them all like her own, she also conveyed a friendly and kind attitude to them through a few of them.

The protoss seniors in the Yuheng Mountains are still staring at these little guys, and the benefits cannot be taken by a monster.

So she not only hung storage bags containing all kinds of spiritual fruits and spiritual grains on Buhei Shiye and asked them to go out to behave generously, treat the children to eat more, and tried her best to fool these flower fairies into coming. Play at home.

Pu Xizhou heard two days ago that Lin Lu wanted to hold a fairie party recently, a party that only invites flower fairies.

It's just that her attention has been shifted to refining her talisman recently, and she has been chatting with Qi Yu in the small courtyard every day for the past two days, and sometimes her face is flushed, and she has no energy to take care of this side for the time being, otherwise this party might not be possible. Several rounds have been held.

But after thinking about it, I also know that if this party is really held, Lin Lu's character who can't walk when he sees a pretty face, maybe how happy he will be.

Pu Xizhou's thoughts gradually diverged, but he didn't show anything on his face. He passed the wilting fire irises beside the thatched hut where Xuanchen lived, and walked straight ahead without squinting.

A spiritual plant like fire iris loves the sun and hates the shade, and hates the wind and rain the most...

……

When he got to the gate of the thatched cottage, Gu Nanfeng's whole body was drenched.

He didn't stretch out his protective spiritual power to avoid the rain like Pu Xizhou did, so the white cat ears protruding from the hair on his head were wet from the drizzle, making him shake his ears twice every time he took two steps.

Hmm... Ever since Lin Lu praised him for his good looks and expressed his eagerness to touch his ears, Gu Nanfeng never put his ears back.

In the thatched hut, Xuanchen was listening to the rain under the eaves, and on the small stool next to him was a jade plate with only half a spiritual fruit and an empty cup left.

In fact, he had already "saw" the two of Pu Xizhou coming, but he didn't even turn his head at this moment, he just started to sigh melancholy just when Pu Xizhou just pushed open the broken wooden door of the thatched cottage.

"Is it because you are not welcome when you are older..."

Xuanchen said quietly: "It's been a long time since anyone visited my thatched cottage..."

Pu Xizhou: "..."

The corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching, but wisely he didn't say anything.

It's just that he had dealt with Xuanchen a lot, so he could pretend he didn't hear anything, but Gu Nanfeng was proud of himself during this time, and he was full of confidence all day long with cat ears on his head and wandered around the sect, and then found out that he was really like a forest. As the deer said, there is no one who does not want to see him.

And with Lin Lu's "selling" of Mingyuan, some courageous disciples even dared to hold Lingshi in front of Gu Nanfeng and ask him if he could touch it now, how many spirit stones at a time, etc...

Even if he occasionally meets one or two people who don't have a good face, Gu Nanfeng will only think that they are jealous that he has hairy ears but he doesn't have them, so he doesn't take it to heart at all...

Hmm, no problem.

All in all, Gu Nanfeng's self-confidence has been inflated recently.

So at this time, seeing Xuanchen's attitude, he said without hesitation: "No, master, when I came here with senior brother, I met senior Buddha Lord on the way. He said he was talking to you and Master Jiang." , Senior Lize played mahjong all night last night, and it just ended, how come no one came?"

Xuan Chen: "..."

Masanori...

How did she learn how to imitate the gossip of mortal women!
There was some dark fire in Xuanchen's heart, but it didn't show at all on his face. Hearing this, he Youyou added: "There are indeed many outsiders, but there are no disciples!"

As he said that, he turned his head and looked at the jade plate with only half a spirit fruit and an empty cup left beside him, and was even more sad: "In the past, there was a little deer who came to take care of these every day, but now no one even prepares refreshments... ..."

Gu Nanfeng couldn't bear it anymore: "Master, I brought the deer before, and she didn't come every day. After moving here from Huang Qifeng together with the small courtyard, she just stayed in the courtyard all day long. Furthermore..."

Furthermore, under normal circumstances, the great ability to cross the catastrophe is either in retreat or on the way to retreat. Who has such a free time like you, wandering around the mountains all day long, and always making surprise attacks, preventing apprentices from practicing...

It's just that he still has some rationality after all, these words came to his lips, but he swallowed them back in a daze.

Don't look at Xuan Chen who has been very kind in the past six months, in fact, he is really not a good-tempered person.

The title of No. [-] Sword Immortal in the Four Realms cannot be won by good temper.

However, thinking of last night, when I was sitting quietly to absorb spiritual energy, my master suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and then beat him with a sap without saying a word, causing him to sleep until this morning...

Gu Nanfeng pursed his lips tightly, his white ears stretched into airplane ears.

The fists are hardened!

……

Pu Xizhou actually came here for this matter this time. Seeing that Gu Nanfeng stopped talking suddenly, he immediately understood a little bit, so he said tactfully: "Master, in fact, we think that one hour of rest every day is already very much. The brothers and sisters at other peaks don't rest, no matter how much time we have, we can't even finish our daily homework..."

So, can you old man stop sneaking to the caves of his brothers and sisters every day in the middle of the night and beat them with sap one by one?

The majestic boss, the control of power is so perfect that it is outrageous. If you let them faint until the sun rises, they will never advance or delay a breath.

After a few days like this, Pu Xizhou felt that the bulging bag on the back of his head was a bit like serving for life...

(End of this chapter)