Summoning of cute beasts: Master spoiled me for 3000 years

Chapter 197
Huaguang suddenly appeared, and a cloud drifted slowly in the sky.

In front of the slightly closed Suzaku Temple, stood a slender and tall figure, and the flame-like red color rendered the world light and shadow diverse, like lotus growing everywhere, and the blood color was enchanting.

"Jie'er." Suddenly, the closed gate of the Suzaku Temple slowly opened, and Feng Jiutian came out with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Father." Feng Jie responded lightly, turned around, and the wind picked up, and the fiery red robe was flying around.

"Where are you going?" Feng Jiutian stared into Feng Jie's deep eyes. He knew that he already had plans to leave, but trying to persuade him to stay might be more difficult than going to heaven.

"Qingjue Immortal Gate." Feng Jie couldn't help turning his head to look at the distant sky, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Hearing this, Feng Jiutian was slightly taken aback, he went to clean up, because of the obsession that he shouldn't have?
"Jie'er, the blood of the ancient phoenix is ​​flowing on your body. You must guard the peace here, and you must not do it willfully." Feng Jiutian seemed to be a little nervous. He stretched out his hand, trying to grab Feng Jie, but in the end those hands , still fell powerlessly.

Only hold a cool breeze.

"This is a decision I made in accordance with my own will." Feng Jie suddenly turned around, his eyes filled with firm light.

Feng Jiutian couldn't help taking a slight step back, the glint in his eyes gradually brightened, his mouth squirmed slightly, but he didn't say anything after all.

There was a long silence between each other.

"Actually, you don't have to worry, I will come back." Just when Feng Jiutian was about to turn around and return to the main hall, Feng Jie said in a deep voice.

Facing such a father, facing the vicissitudes on his face, he could not be ruthless after all, and his own fate could not be imposed on him.

For him, perhaps, he shouldn't hold any resentment, after all, it is fate, a powerful existence that no one can disobey.

Feng Jiutian's footsteps paused slightly, and his figure stiffened for a moment. When he turned around, there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to come back." Whether it's for the deep-rooted obsession in his heart or for other things, he believes that he will come back, and it is impossible for him to abandon the entire Suzaku Temple.

His roots are still here.

Walking down the stone steps step by step, the mood is extremely dull.

Feng Jie's deep eyes are fickle, he doesn't know why he made such a decision suddenly, if he really wanted to follow him wholeheartedly, he wouldn't wait until now, and what was he thinking?
Could it be that people without heart have always been so difficult to fathom and grasp?
The Qingli Palace is very lively at this time. Qian Chong is sitting on the pear tree, holding a red apple in her hand, with a faint smile on her mouth, and from time to time directing the little lumps and Qing Yu Que.

"Don't pick it, it's right there!" Qian Chong took a bite of the apple in his hand, it was crispy, and pointed to the pear tree not far away from time to time.

"Didn't you hear, my sister told you not to pick and choose." Qing Yuque raised her eyes and glanced at Qian Chong, then said to Xiao Pimple.

"I just know, then you do it, just talk and don't do it, it really doesn't hurt to stand up and talk." Hearing this, Xiao Liao straightened up slightly, then passed the iron catalpa in his hand forward, and sent it straight to the door. In front of Qing Yuque.

"If I come, I will come. Today I will let you see what a real model worker looks like." Qing Yuque gave Xiaopi a slight look, and then took Tie Qiu over.

He walked under the pear tree, and then he swung the iron catalpa and threw it on the ground. Unexpectedly, the precision was not accurate, and the iron catalpa landed on the pear tree. Immediately, the flower branches swayed and the pear petals fell.

Seeing this scene, Qian Chong was not happy, he threw the apple in his hand, and he stood on the branch of the pear blossom.

You know, there are some pear trees here, but after she carefully watered them, they have grown so vigorously, no matter what, it is also her credit, and now...
Just as Hua Qinglan stepped into the courtyard from the outer hall, he saw a beautiful parabola drawn in mid-air. Before he understood what was going on, he was hit hard on the head.

It was obviously just an insignificant apple, but Hua Qinglan felt that the strength was like overwhelming mountains. He touched his head subconsciously and felt an obvious bulge.

Could it be that it was smashed out of the bag?
Thinking of this, Hua Qinglan's eyes darkened, and she walked slowly towards Qian Chong whose back was facing her.

"Little master, don't throw apples around. If the master finds out, he will punish you." Xiao Geda saw Qian Chong throwing apples viciously, and had no time to stop him, so he only said meaningfully.

"Master won't punish me. Besides, an apple, if it falls, it will be a pit. Maybe there will be apple trees growing here next year." Qian Chong jumped down from the pear tree, and then walked to Qingyu. Que's side.

But Qing Yuque and Xiao Liao, hearing Qian Chong's words, could only shake their heads helplessly, as if they were hopeless.

Falling into a pit, who told her?To him, it is obviously a bag, but it seems to be a big bag.

Hua Qinglan paused slightly, then coughed slightly.

Qian Chong looked back subconsciously, his face couldn't help but his face changed, while Xiao Liao and Qing Yuque showed satisfied smiles at the corners of their mouths.

No matter how arrogant she is on weekdays, when she meets Hua Qinglan, isn't she still a soft little white rabbit?
"Master." Qian Chong called weakly, and couldn't help raising his eyelids to see the expression on Hua Qinglan's face, and wondered if Hua Qinglan heard the unreasonable words just now.

"What are you planning to do?" Hua Qinglan turned her eyes away, instead of looking at Qian Chong, she focused her eyes on the pear tree in front of her. On the tree, there was a shocking scar, and petals piled up all over the ground.

"Master, it was my sister who asked us to choose a place with spiritual energy and treasure those flower wines." Qing Yuque said involuntarily, and then pointed to the exquisite bottle that had been sealed not far away.

Hearing this, Hua Qinglan's eyes moved slightly, and then he walked slowly towards those exquisite flower brews, he took out one of the bottles, removed the cork, and a faint fragrance wafted out, permeating the entire courtyard.

"It smells very good." Hua Qinglan took a deep breath, her intoxicated expression made Qian Chong extremely satisfied.

"Master, would you like to try it first?" Qian Chong asked tentatively with his big black eyes open.These flower brews were originally made for him, as long as he was happy, she would be satisfied.

"Okay." Hua Qinglan nodded, her haughty figure, against the backdrop of the pear blossom tree, seemed like a fairy coming to the world.

Xiao Liao and Qing Yuque, who were standing on the side, also rushed forward when they heard the words, with salivating expressions on their faces.

　I hope that what hit Hua Qinglan was not an apple, but Cupid's arrow of Cupid. Hua Qinglan had just stepped into the courtyard from the outer hall, and saw a beautiful parabola drawn in mid-air. What happened, he was hit hard on the head.

　　It was obviously just an insignificant apple, but Hua Qinglan felt that the strength was like overwhelming mountains. He touched his head subconsciously and felt an obvious bulge.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)