MTL - Flower Demon’s Inn-Chapter 51 Peel off layers of mist

Had it not been for the scholar to grab the spoon, it would have become paralyzed on the ground.

Buzzing in his head was the son-in-law and son-in-law, Qingdi Qingdi. Both of them are ancient gods, let alone admiration is an honor, even when looking down to see their shadows, they must be in awe.

But she ... wait a moment, she offended the son-in-law, and kissed the emperor?

She ... still stunned for a while ...

After trying to smooth out what the scholar had said to her before, Spoon roughly concluded that she was an amazing peony flower that was known to the emperor of the hundred flowers and then moved to his back garden.

Later, the son-in-law asked for something to refine the stone, and she liked her, so she came to ask for it.

But the emperor refused to surrender her, so the two formed a beam. Later, the emperor wanted to find something instead of giving it to his son-in-law. However, the unknowing himself escaped because he was afraid of the two great gods, and fell into the heavenly cave. After hundreds of years, it turned into a flower demon.

Finally the emperor found himself, and then the son-in-law appeared again?

Spoon is probably very satisfied that he can sort out in such a scene, although his legs are still soft ...

Nuwa shook her head and looked at the inseparable appearance that both of them would post.

Spoon pricked up ears, goddess, this mood word is very destructive!

The Qing Emperor gave her a sideways glance: "Now that I know the aftermath, do you still want to come?"

Spoon asked timidly, "Goddess, why did you catch me?"

The daughter-in-law paused for a moment before saying, "Refining the stone."

Spoon swallowed: "Refining stones?"

The Qing emperor took the spoon and was very unhappy: "Peony is a rare, pure and pure spirit in the Six Realms, and the bouldering colorful stone still has a filthy atmosphere, so she followed you and planted you on the stone. Until the aura runs out. "

The spoon couldn't feel where the legs were. Hey, "But, isn't it already made up?"

"Be prepared, maybe someday it will collapse again." Qingdi stared at her coldly, "I promised to find an alternative for you, but after a few hundred years, I still refused to give up, I have to make trouble until Yuanshi Tianzun Where is the Lord? "

Spoon would like to understand why the scholar refused to call her a son-in-law when she rode a turtle in the East China Sea.

Nuan sighed, "I haven't touched the small peony of the past. Now I didn't kill the small peony. I went to the inn. She was dead and the inn was burned."

At the end, she frowned again. "Did you ever wash your mind once and never get whiter? Besides, how do I know that you lazy guy will fall in love with a peony? If I knew I would never touch she was."

How did the spoon listen to it like ... the ruthless "pressing" between friends and friends?

The Qing emperor looked at her impatiently again: "You didn't know it, and I couldn't blame it. But now you go back and make your stones well, don't always stare at my spoon ... not right."

He turned back to God, and finally found the key point. Is it true that the key point is often hung out with the spoon for a long time, right? Now, it ’s not the time to spit yourself, "You just said that the spoon on November 1st is not you Kill? "

The son-in-law raised an eyebrow and ruthlessly groaned, "Are you the result of being too lazy to use your brain for 300 years? The response is so slow. Sure enough, no one has quarreled for 300 years. It's not at all adjusted."

The Qing Emperor couldn't help getting mad: "Hurry up!"

The son-in-law nodded: "I noticed that there was a movement in the world in Jiuzhongtian, so when I came to the world, I did not expect to find the Tongfu Inn, but I saw that it was almost ashes, and the spoon was dead. As soon as you stepped on, When he appeared, he threatened to kill me with all kinds of swords ... I am really better than that, and even worse than Dou'e. "

The Qing Emperor said coldly, "If you have a clear conscience, why should you stop the nine-tailed fox from letting us go to November 1st?"

The son-in-law twitched at the corner of his mouth: "When did I stop, and the little demon was not good enough, I helped her. Whoever wants to meet her will cry like a snake."

Spoon twisted his eyebrows, grasping the scholar tightly so that the goddess would not slap him in the palm of his hand: "But you also said that the treasurer wouldn't let me down and couldn't survive."

The son-in-law looked at the sky in silence: "I just don't believe that his cold-blooded God of God will really protect you. If he let go then, it is enough to prove that he did the same to you three hundred years ago. What face does he have to break with me? .But I didn't expect him to let go, that is to say, I really read it wrong. Even if you can survive the destiny, I will not fight you again. "

Spoon seemed to see a lioness walking away from her, and her legs suddenly felt, and the fangs smiled at Qingdi: "Stupid student, son-in-law does not catch me to make stones."

Qingdi's face is slightly stiff, spoon you are so innocent and cute, and you will be caught to boil the soup ... He sighed: "She said that if you did n’t catch you, you believe immediately, stand firm, don't forget you more than 70,000 years Who is indirectly harmed by his cultivation? "

Spoon shook his head: "I don't remember myself before. I just know that I don't want you two to quarrel now. You can resolve the grievances. You can do it well. Multiple enemies are better than multiple friends."

The Qing Emperor stunned and touched her head: "Stupid spoon."

Spoon with tears in his eyes: "I'm not stupid ... Think about it, as the goddess's son-in-law and mother-in-law have all spoken, does she have to lie to a tree monster? That's so much identity. Since I really let go and don't arrest me Then, you continue to have no ties with her, and passed it on to the ears of other gods, and it turned out to be your unreasonable trouble. And ... Anyway, my cultivation is not coming back, I would rather concentrate on practicing with you without worrying about being Grab the smelting stone, right. "So to speak ... The spoon seems more open-minded.

Qingdi took her head and kissed her forehead: "Okay."

But there was still something in my heart that couldn't let go. If the son-in-law didn't touch the spoon, who killed her?

"Hmm." Nuwa shook her head and watched the two again show affection. Is it really no problem to stimulate her like this?

"What was it like when you arrived at the inn?"

She thought for a moment: "Blazing fire, there are a lot of monsters standing outside. When I saw the little peony, she just came out of it."

The Qing emperor was silent for a long time. The spoon at that time was indeed seriously injured, and the Yuan Shen was almost completely scattered. Presumably, "yourself" had enough time to heal her in the future, and she was out of breath.

He thought suddenly: "If the Yuan Shen was not captured by you, where did the spooned Yuan Shen go?"

Nu Wa blinked: "I don't know. I swear to Master Yuanshi Tianzun that I didn't take it."

The spoon leg was soft again: "So ... the murderer hasn't been found yet?"

The Qing Emperor nodded slightly, "Well."

Spoon's heart trembled, and suddenly felt ... his life was so hard, and he wept.

***

The demon in the backyard felt a little strange recently, and always felt like there was something wrong. Since the Confucian Confucianist who left the gods, the Tianzihao lived in a woman again, and looked like a mortal girl, but always felt in those eyes The flickering light was unusual.

Later, the monsters were bored shaking the dice in the backyard, and the woman suddenly jumped down and took a big, scared crowd.

I heard that she is a scholar's friend, and immediately understood that she must be a great god, and she was pleased to invite her into the game.

It was colder on October 10.

The Qing emperor calculated the account and put the account book. The spoon and the table and chair were just cleaned.

He reached out and held it, covering it for a while, and said, "Did you feel better recently?"

"Hmm ..." Spoon lifted his breath, frustrated, "No."

Qingdi twisted her eyebrows, bewildered in her heart. It is reasonable to say that for so long, Xiuwei should have risen sharply, and asked, "Isn't it that you have a lot of spirit last time?"

Spoon thought about it: "What you said was at the Jinxiu Inn at the time? It really was ... I wonder if it was my illusion. Stupid student, are you not working hard enough?"

His nasal cavity warmed silently, and he nodded happily, "Must be." He said, holding a spoon and heading upstairs.

Spoon wrapped his hands around his neck, looked at him and smiled, and when he was upstairs, he whispered to him, "Are you always with me at the inn, isn't it fair to you? Happy ...?"

The Qing Emperor looked at her and smiled, "Nothing is unfair. For me, it was the same everywhere. Now ... it's just a place where you are. It's just staying at the inn, but it's just you here. "

Entered the room, put her lightly on the bed, and took the quilt to cover her. "I'll go get some water to bathe and wait for me."

"Um." The spoon rolled the quilt and lay on it, feeling warm. Hearing a sound outside the window, wrapped in a quilt probe, they saw Xin Niang betting on the size.

When the emperor came back with the water, the spoon had already played in the backyard, and he felt so stunned that the unforgettable bathing bathed him again ...

Zuozhuang is a money tree, and Qiu Ju collecting money on the side: "Come here, come, buy it and leave."

The spoon stunned others, surprised: "Do you like to play goddess?"

The son-in-law nodded meaningfully: "Well, small gambling is good ... but big gambling hurts feelings ..."

The spoon swallowed and whispered, "Did they win you a lot of money?"

The son-in-law's lips go around, smiling and amiable, very amiable-amiable, amiable, amiable.

Spoon: "..."

Climbing his hands and asking, "Boss, what are you talking about with both palms together?"

Spoon shook his head: "Gambling on such things ..."

Xin Niang hugged her and tossed her aside, disgusting: "Boss walk away without gambling ... Well, you've weighed a lot recently."

The fat gourd nodded and touched his chin: "I'm almost after me."

Spoon protested: "I'm not fat!"

"Hey hey."

"Hey hey."

"... Friends!" The spoon scrambled up the window, and son-in-law, you lose more, lose more, then shoot them all and make a fist!

Climbing back into the house, the fog was filled again. She went around the screen, looked at the probe, and the white scholar was washing in vain. She moved around and poked at the collarbone without the rest of the meat. This is the place where she couldn't hold her back.

The Qing Emperor shook her hand, took the heat-pad covering her face, and smiled, "Are you happy?"

"Huh." The spoon squatted down on the edge of the bath tub, the watery palm was very warm, and stretched his hands around the knuckled hand, saying, "Stupid student, is there any safe place? I tell you Go and hide ... "

The Qing Emperor looked at her by accident: "Aren't you reluctant to leave, and you want to guard the inn?"

Spoon's eyes are also overflowing with light: "Well, I don't want to, but Grandpa said, as long as people are there. If the inn is gone, you can build it again, but people are gone, and who will build an inn in the future What? "She smiled." Although the rebuilding is not the same as the original one, the heart that protects it will not change. "

For a moment, Qingdi looked at the gentle spoon of laughter, but her tears fell down, and she reached into her arms and said, "Huh."

Spoon cried out in tears: "I didn't want to leave the inn ... I really didn't ..."

The Qing Emperor held her tightly: "I know, I understand."

This was perhaps the most painful decision that Spoon had ever made, but he understood that letting go for the time being was just for longer guardianship in the future.