Riding a Phoenix to Cultivation

Chapter 712 Be My Wife (1)

"Murong Cixing...!" Both Jin Qianluo and Feng Nuan couldn't help shouting, and then a suspicious blush appeared on their cheeks.

When Jin Qianren, Xu Tianquan and others heard the name Murong Cixing, they coughed twice.

Qingqing wiped off her sweat, feeling that this situation is a bit weird.

"That...Murong Cixing, can you come out and play? I can't see you!" Qingqing felt that she must be very stupid when she spoke to the air.

"I'm right at your feet, can't you see me?" Tian Lai's voice was a little low, seeming aggrieved.

Little did they know that Qingqing, who heard this sentence, was completely blown away, and stood up from the ground in an instant.

"Then what... where are you?" Qingqing waited for the place where she was sitting just now, except for a clump of taller weeds and a small wild flower, there was nothing.

"I'm right here? It's obvious!" The voice became anxious.

Qingqing looked at everyone with a bitter face, "Have you seen it?"

Everyone was confused, and finally Jinghua pointed to the small wild flower caught in the weeds, and said, "Is that the flower?"

Qingqing lowered her head and saw the flower struggling to swing her waist in the wind, as if showing her presence, and took two steps back.

No!
This is a man or a demon!
"Are you a wildflower?"

"Yes! You are so smart, you guessed it!"

Qingqing fainted... She couldn't take it anymore.

"Murong Cixing, stop making trouble, show up quickly." Jin Qianren seemed to think of something at Jinghua's suggestion, and said like this.

"Oh." The little wild flower actually replied a little negatively.

Then Wei Qing and everyone saw a flash of green light, the little wild flower grew up in an instant, then the flower withered, and a tall man in brocade clothes came out of it.

Autumn water is the eyes, the skin is icy and snowy, the temples are cut like flowers, and the face is cut like a knife.

It seemed that the moment the man walked out, the world was overshadowed in an instant.

Such a face, I am afraid that no matter who it is, once they see it, they will probably never forget it for the rest of their lives.

It is simply a gift from God, more beauty is too gorgeous, less beauty is lacking in agility.

Qingqing stared at the man in front of her for a while, lost her words.

The man seemed to be used to the silence of the crowd, so he smiled lightly, a spring breeze was blowing up, and the begonias were fragrant.

"Hello, my name is Murong Cixing, the star in the sky, can I be your friend?" Murong Cixing looked at Qingqing who was dazed in front of him, with a pair of star-like eyes that were extremely clean, like a child.

Murong Cixing is a child.

God gave him a talent and appearance that ordinary people can't match, but also gave him an unsound mind.

Even though his cultivation has reached the late stage of Tianzhi, he still looks innocent like a five or six-year-old child.

Jin Qianren and everyone knew about Murong Cixing's situation, so they couldn't help feeling sorry.

"Qingqing, he is not mentally sound, but he has no bad intentions. You can just greet him normally." Jin Qianren reminded Qingqing, and said it directly.

Ordinary people would get angry when they heard people say that they were not mentally sound, but this beautiful god-like man in front of him was still smiling, not showing any signs of anger.

It turned out that he was mentally unsound.

Qingqing looked at Murong Cixing's eyes with some sympathy, she raised her head and smiled at Murong Cixing, and said softly, "Hello, my name is Li Qingqing, and I am a disciple of Hongye Valley."

"Red Leaf Valley, Luther, Elder Luther, I know." Murong Cixing was so happy that he jumped up and down, not like an adult at all.

Feng Nuan at the side also immediately changed from being obsessed with Murong Cixing's appearance to loathing, and sneered.

Hearing the sneer, Qingqing felt a little uncomfortable for some reason.

(End of this chapter)