Summoning of cute beasts: Master spoiled me for 3000 years

Chapter 646
"Anyway, it's tomorrow, don't you all know..." Qian Chong also heard from Hua Qinglan that Ya Zun and Ji Zun like to drink alcohol, especially flower wine that absorbs natural aura.

That's why Qian Chong deliberately made the best two, hoping that they will like it when the time comes.

"By the way, how is sister Xue?" Qian Chong couldn't help being concerned about Snow God, because of Snow God's special characteristics, Mu Huaiyuan took her to a fairy palace to recuperate specially in the late pregnancy.

Qian Chong also failed to visit.

"Axue is fine, she even mentioned you to me." When Mu Huaiyuan thought of Snow God, he seemed to think of something extremely happy and joyful, his originally serious expression was inadvertently tainted with warmth.

"Then when Sister Xue comes back, I will go to see her every day, and it makes her feel bored, so I won't leave..." Qian Chong's lips parted slightly, and a faint smile flowed out.

Yan Mingchong was amused by Qian Chong's joking words.

"If that's the case, then we'll wait for tomorrow's gift."

Not long after the two masters left, Qian Chong, Shen Yuege and the others started to fight.

Qian Chong deliberately pulled the table in his room to the corner to free up a large space for flower brewing.

Based on the previous experience, Qian Chong felt that this time, he must guard these flower brews.
Otherwise, I am afraid that someone with a heart will take advantage of it again.
"In fact, there is no need to do this kind of thing by yourself. With a method, wouldn't Huaniang be obediently transferred to the house?" Shen Yuege said with a slight sideways glance.

Qian Chong heard the words, but shook his head.

"These flower brews need to be very careful. So it's safer to do it yourself."

"I'm talking about Xiaochong. If you are not good at immortality, accidents may happen when you cast spells, but you are so good at immortality now, why don't you know how to take the opportunity to be lazy..." Leng Qingyue glanced at Qianchong lightly, then turned away Overhead.

If those flower brews were moved by hand, it would probably take a whole night. .

When Qian Chong heard this, his eyes moved slightly, a little vacillating.

To be honest, spellcasting can indeed accomplish these things very easily, but Qian Chong feels that he should not rely too much on the fairy art he has learned.

"If you have the time to speak, all these flower wines have been moved." Murong Jing, who was always silent, couldn't help but said quietly.

At this moment, Gacha heard scattered footsteps from not far away.

Qian Chong couldn't help being stunned, who would come here at this time.
"I said you people are working together, it's really not interesting if you don't call me..." The familiar voice, Qian Chong's brows, could not help but move slightly subconsciously.

When the person approached, a few traces of joy could not help but flash in his eyes.

"Zhanyan, it's really you, you're back." Qian Chong stepped forward a few steps, and stood still in front of Zhanyan, as if he could still smell the dusty smell on her body.

"Yes, I'm back." Zhanyan looked at the crowd with a smile, but when his eyes touched Yunshang behind Qian Chong, his expression subconsciously changed slightly.

"It's true of you, it took so long to travel and it was still silent." Qian Chong said in a complaining tone.

Zhanyan smiled awkwardly, looking at Yunshang's eyes with a hint of scrutiny.

"Yunshang, I'm here to help." Seemingly seeing the astonishment on Zhanyan's face, Qian Chong couldn't help explaining subconsciously, and then held Zhanyan's hand, exerting a little force.

Zhanyan understood it, and then turned his eyes away.

"By the way, Bei Changfeng is also here." Zhanyan's voice was faint, and she waved her hand back, and Bei Changfeng's slender and tall figure came into everyone's eyes.

Leng Qingyue couldn't help but hook her lips. "You two are really interesting, husband and wife came to help together."

"I don't help, I mainly watch from the sidelines." There was a sly smile in Zhanyan's eyes.

When everyone heard this, they were all stunned.

Seeing everyone's gazes falling on him in unison, Zhanyan couldn't help but feel a burst of embarrassment.

"What I mean is, Changfeng can just help out."

"Other people can rest." Zhan Yan explained.

The other people, already completely conquered by the funny expression on Zhanyan's face, laughed out loud.

Facts have proved that Bei Changfeng's strength is completely trustworthy.

It's just less than a cup of tea, all the flower brew in the cellar has appeared in Qian Chong's room.

"I said, don't you have to be so careful? Are you afraid that someone will poison you?" Zhanyan watched Qian Chong stretch out his hand, floating gently on the flower brew, red shimmering light flashed, and asked subconsciously.

"Eat a pit and gain wisdom. These flower brews will be used for celebration tomorrow, so don't be sloppy." Qian Chong tilted his head and said very seriously.

Qian Chong didn't feel relieved until he checked all the flower wine and confirmed that there was no problem at all.

"In this case, it's better to be careful." Zhan Yan's eyes moved slightly, and said in agreement.

Before the break, Qian Chong can be said to have set up layers of checkpoints around the wine, and even made full preparations for the doors and windows.

As long as there is any trouble, she will wake up immediately.

"It's safe in this way, I don't believe that there are still people who can break in." Qian Chong clapped his palms and looked at his achievements proudly.

Then he climbed back to the bed with confidence.

But every once in a while, Qian Chong would open his eyes and take a look outside.

After so many repetitions, Qian Chong soon fell into a deep sleep in the turbulent drowsiness.

Hearing a long phoenix cry in a trance, Qian Chong couldn't help but suddenly opened his eyes.

How long has it been since I heard Fengming, Qian Chong's head turned rapidly.

After a while, there was another phoenix cry, and Qian Chong couldn't help feeling a little doubtful in his heart.

"Qian Chong, you are still asleep, get up quickly, and start preparing." Leng Qingyue's crisp voice came from outside.

When Qian Chong heard this, he couldn't help but quickly jumped down to the bed.

"Qingyue, did you hear anything just now?" Qian Chong asked when he saw Leng Qingyue.

Leng Qingyue hesitated slightly. "what sound?"

Suddenly, it seemed as if he remembered something.

"Are you referring to the Fengming sound just now?" Leng Qingyue raised her eyes and asked softly.

Qian Chong nodded quickly, you know, Feng Jie hasn't appeared for a long time, and his whereabouts are strange and uncertain, if the Feng Ming just now was sent by him, then, for her, it may be an extremely dangerous signal.
"Oh, that one, that one is specially used to remind the disciples of Xianmen, so that they can also prepare early. Do you remember the sound of the phoenix crowing at the Art of Control Festival last time?" Leng Qingyue reminded.

Qian Chong nodded thoughtfully, as if he remembered.

"Then you said, are you going to invite all the disciples to the Qingli Hall?" Qian Chong leaned slightly under the red plum tree, propping his chin with his hands and thinking.

The deserted moon's eyes moved slightly.

(End of this chapter)