Summoning of cute beasts: Master spoiled me for 3000 years

Chapter 176
On the glazed stone steps, a slender figure stood upright, but the back was a little more lonely for no reason.

"How is Brother Qinglan?" Suddenly, the air was slightly rippling, and Hua Qinglan turned around with a hint of surprise in her eyes, and then returned to normal color after a while.

"It's okay, I just don't know where brother Jun Yu is now?" Hua Qinglan's thin lips moved lightly. The old friend hadn't seen each other for many days, but today there is news.

"I'm at the foot of Qingjue Mountain. I'm dealing with matters. I'll definitely visit you the next day." After speaking, the fluctuations in the air gradually returned to calm. Hua Qinglan nodded slightly, her long hair fluttering.

When Qian Chong came over, he saw Hua Qinglan standing there, looking thoughtful.

"Master, who were you talking to just now?" Qian Chong asked subconsciously.

"An old friend." Hua Qinglan said indifferently, looking back at Qian Chong, only to find that she was holding a basket of petals in her hand.

"Then why didn't your old friend show up?" If Hua Qinglan hadn't said anything, Qian Chong would have thought that Hua Qinglan was communicating with the air.

"It will come some other day. By the way, what is this in your hand?" Hua Qinglan pointed at a whole basket of petals, a little confused.

"I just picked these. I heard that flowers can be used to make wine. I became interested for a while and am going to try it." Qian Chong didn't tell Hua Qinglan that these petals were taken by Xianfei Ya to pick them. If it wasn't for Xian Feiya's words, Qian Chong would not know that Hua Qinglan likes to drink Hua Niang.

So she was going to make these flowers into wine, and then hide it deep under the pear tree in the ground, and give it to Hua Qinglan as a gift in the coming year, as a repayment for his kindness.

But I never knew that one day, flowers will turn into wine, and my thoughts will turn into misty clouds.

"You know how to make wine?" Hua Qinglan couldn't help raising her eyebrows slightly. Qian Chong has been in Qingli Palace for a while, and she has never heard that she can make wine.

Qian Chong nodded upon hearing this, but there was a hint of darkness between his brows.

"I used to watch when my father made wine, but I haven't tried it yet." As Qian Chong said, he remembered those simple and happy times. And with her, they lived together and were content.

Hua Qinglan looked at the gloom in Qian Chong's eyes, knowing that he was remembering the past mixed with happiness and sorrow, so she subconsciously stretched out her hand and leaned Qian Chong's head in front of her.

"Don't think about the past, because you will be unhappy. Since you like wine making and have a vacant cellar for the teacher, let you take care of it!" After Hua Qinglan finished speaking, she took Qian Chong hand, walked to the back of Qingli Hall.

"So there is such a big place. I never knew it before." Qian Chong looked at the quiet cellar in front of him, and couldn't help sighing.

"Master, have you brewed wine before?" Qian Chong looked at the structure and furnishings of the house, which was almost the same as the brewing house he wanted.

Hua Qinglan didn't say anything, just smiled faintly.

Flowing clouds are floating in the clear sky thousands of miles away, and the sun is laying on the Qingjue mountain road.

A slender figure was walking slowly on the mountain path, and behind him, followed a short figure, only when he got close did he realize that it was a pink and tender girl.

"Oh, I can't walk anymore, how long will it be?" the pink and tender little dumpling stopped walking, looked at the endless mountain road in front of her, and said displeasedly.

"Why, don't you want to find your destined little husband?" The man turned his head, it was a cold face, like a green lotus blooming in the ice and snow, spotless, but in the bottom of his eyes, there was almost ruthless coldness the chill.

His temperament is similar to Hua Qinglan's, but he is colder than Hua Qinglan's, even cruel.

"But this mountain road is so long, big brother, since you are so powerful, you can fly up with me." The pink and tender Xiaotuanzi couldn't help but pouted and said, she looked only five or six years old, but her eyes were revealing. Aura that is different from ordinary people.

"Don't you have a whole body of abilities yourself!" The man ignored it, but walked forward on his own.The original plan was perfect, to step into the Qingjue Immortal Gate alone, but unexpectedly, a pink and tender little dumpling appeared on the way, saying that he would also go to the Qingjue Immortal Gate.

"Hmph, if I hadn't been so poisoned that I couldn't display any skill, I would still be standing here and chattering with you!" Fen Nen Xiaotuanzi looked at the slender back, couldn't help but rolled her eyes, and followed behind , Reluctantly go up the mountain road.

She came to cleanse the immortal sect, and begged the immortal to help her detoxify, but to be on the safe side, she said that she was looking for her destined little husband, but she did not expect that that seemingly wise man would take his words seriously.It's really stupid, idiot!

Just when Fennen Tuanzi was muttering secretly in her heart, the man walking in front suddenly turned around, that glance seemed to be like a sharp sword with icy edges, she was so startled that she immediately closed her mouth, lowered her head, and could only silently Hurry up.

Hua Qinglan was looking at the scroll in his hand in the study, when suddenly a voice came from his ear, his eyes moved slightly, then he put down the scroll, and walked outside the house.

After searching all over the courtyard, but she didn't see Qian Chong, Hua Qinglan immediately called Xiao Geda, and after explaining, she walked towards Qingming Hall.

Before entering the door, she heard a bone-chilling voice, Hua Qinglan paced in, and looked at Leng Junyu who was sitting there.

"It seems that you, the head of the sect, are not busy!" When Leng Junyu saw Hua Qinglan, a smile rarely flashed across his dull face.

"You, the young master of the Leng family, have such a leisurely mood." Hua Qinglan walked to the position of the head and sat down.

"Junior Brother, you two old friends haven't seen each other for many years. It's good to see you today, and you'll just tease each other." Yan Mingchong couldn't help but said while watching the rare reunion of the two.

"I'm here to clean up, because I have business to do." Suddenly, the smile on Leng Junyu's face gradually subsided, and he changed into a serious expression, and his eyes dimmed for a moment, with a dignified look.

"Miss," a figure floated down without a sound.

Leng Qingyue came over, nodded slightly, and the dark guard stood up involuntarily.

"It's confirmed, the young master is at Qingjue Immortal Gate, Qingming Hall." After the dark guard finished speaking, he couldn't help looking at Leng Qingyue.

Hearing this, Leng Qingyue couldn't help nodding, but she really couldn't figure out why he came to Qingjue Xianmen, and she, in such a side hall, should not be discovered by him.

Even though she was thinking this way, the feeling of uneasiness in Leng Qingyue's heart was constantly intensifying, and it had reached the point where she could not ignore it.

"Miss, do you think you should leave Qingjue first?" Seeing that Leng Qingyue hadn't spoken for a long time, the dark guard couldn't help suggesting, in the past, the lady avoided the young master, and I'm afraid this time will be no exception!
"But if you leave at this time, you will definitely be discovered by him. Forget it, if we are more careful, there should be no problem." Leng Qingyue's eyes moved slightly, and she shook her head.

　"Why, don't you want to find your destined little husband?" The man turned his head, it was a cold face, like a green lotus blooming in the ice and snow, spotless, but in the bottom of his eyes, there was almost ruthless coldness the chill.

　　His temperament is similar to Hua Qinglan's, but he is colder than Hua Qinglan's, even cruel.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)