Chapter 571 Dust Snow (17)

Qingyun is the apple of his eye, Fu Xuan added silently in his heart.

I was chatting with Jiuzhou about random things, and after a while, Daochen came.

Daochen stepped into the hall and saw Jiuzhou sitting at the head of the table. He bowed his head and bowed respectfully, "Zhushan Daochen greets the Daozun."

"No need to be so polite, just sit down." Jiuzhou nodded at him, and seeing that he was a little uncomfortable, he raised his hand and poured him a glass of wine.

"Thank you, Daozun."

"I haven't seen you acting so pretentiously for a long time." Seeing that he was a little restrained, Fu Xuan smiled unceremoniously.

Dao Chen rolled his eyes at him unhappily, "You're always happiest at this time."

A bad friend takes pleasure in making fun of him.

After a few conversations, Daochen relaxed and asked, "Is Daozun the only one on the island now?"

He hasn't seen the person he most wanted to see when he came here.

Jiuzhou nodded, "Yes, they are all out."

The God of Food on Yuanyu Fairy Island sent food over, and when they were halfway through the meal, Qingyun came back with Song Ningshu.

"Brother Jiuzhou, we are back!"

The voice arrived before anyone arrived. Jiuzhou looked over and saw Song Ningshu pulling Qingyun in. He smiled and said, "Come and sit down."

Song Ningshu pulled Qingyun to sit down and looked at Daochen with curiosity.

Daochen was also looking at them, and saw that since they appeared, Fuxuan's eyes were glued to Qingyun. He knew who his sweetheart was without having to think about it.

Qingyun and Daochen met each other's eyes and nodded slightly at him.

Fu Xuan introduced them, "This is my good friend, Daochen. He is from the Zhushan Immortal Realm and is now at the Divine Lord Realm."

"Your Majesty, nice to meet you. My name is Qingyun." Qingyun filled his glass with wine and raised it towards Daochen.

"Nice to meet you." Daochen also raised his glass and clinked it with hers, leveling the rims. After drinking the wine, he refilled his glass and looked at Song Ningshu, who was blinking her black eyes, which were slightly silvery, and couldn't help laughing: "This little god, I don't even know your name yet."

Song Ningshu took the wine from Jiuzhou and toasted him, "You can just call me Lingyue."

"Okay." Daochen also said respectfully, "You and Daozun look a bit alike."

"I call him brother, so it's not surprising that we look alike." She curled her eyes slightly.

Daochen knew that these words were perfunctory, but he couldn't refute them.

Fu Xuan retracted his gaze from Qing Yun and placed a plate of cakes in front of Song Ningshu. "I made this especially for you. Eat more."

"Thank you, Lord Fuxuan." Song Ningshu picked up a piece with chopsticks and put it in Qingyun's bowl. "Sister Qingyun, you can have some too. The cakes Lord Fuxuan sent recently are all delicious."

"good."

"Where did you go to play?" Fu Xuan asked.

Seeing that he was obviously asking about Qing Yun, Song Ningshu did not answer.

"Wanhua Valley." Qingyun looked up at him and replied.

"Do you want to enjoy the flowers?" Fu Xuan took clean chopsticks, picked up another bowl, picked up a piece of rabbit meat for her, and put it next to her.

Qing Yun looked over to the extra bowl beside him, and looked into his smiling eyes. After a slight pause, he said, "Get some flower seedlings for Shi Xi. She likes flowers."

Every time I see him, he is smiling, even more so than Linchuan.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome." Fu Xuan turned around and saw Song Ningshu staring at him with curiosity. She asked, "Lingyue, we're so familiar with each other now. You call them brother and sister, why don't you call me brother too? Calling them 'God-honored God-honored' is so awkward."

"That's fine, but I've been calling you Lord God for over a hundred thousand years now, and it doesn't come out smoothly."

"It becomes easier to say as I keep calling it that." Fu Xuan saw Qingyun eating the rabbit meat and continued to pick other dishes for her. There were cut fairy peaches on the table, and he brought the plate to her.

It doesn’t matter if it doesn’t sound right, just call him brother-in-law from now on.

Dao Chen looked at Fu Xuan's actions and felt that he was taking the initiative and showing great courtesy.

Qingyun glanced at his actions but didn't stop him.

Song Ningshu watched with great interest. When her gossipy eyes met Qing Yun's, she smiled at her without any guilt.

Qing Yun had no choice but to pick up some food and put it in her bowl. "This is good."

"Okay~" Song Ningshu retracted his gaze, lowered his head to finish his meal, then turned around to talk to Jiuzhou.

Sister Qingyun actually felt uncomfortable, which is so rare.

Fu Xuan observed his expression, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and picked up his own pair.

Qing Yun sat for a while and then returned to her own temple. Song Ningshu followed her like a little puppy, pulling her sleeve and acting coquettishly.

Daochen poured himself a cup of warm tea and said, "Still looking, they've left."

Everyone at this table is a discerning person, even the one being admired knows it.

"What's it got to do with you? We've had the wine and the food, and we've met Jiuzhou. You should go back to Zhushan. If you come back too late, you'll be punished." Fu Xuan glanced at him.

Dao Chen snorted, but did not refute. He didn't need to punish him, but he could not escape the nagging. Which god was like his old father, a chatterbox?

After bidding farewell to Jiuzhou, Daochen left.

After Daochen left, Fuxuan cleaned up the mess with a wave of his hand. He didn't care whether Jiuzhou nodded or not, and ran away after saying, "I'm leaving too. I'll come back in a few days."

He was going back to Kunshan again. Those guys had given him a lot of musical instruments, and he had put away the ones he thought were good in the Kunshan Temple. It was a good opportunity for him to go back and see if there was anything Qingyun could use, and then ask the several instrument refiners in Kunshan to customize a few for Qingyun.

Song Ningshu followed Qing Yun into her bedroom and saw a flower on a plate placed in front of the windowsill. Various colored light spots were floating around the flower, and snowflakes were flowing slowly like water.

She walked forward, bent down and took a look. "What kind of flower is this? It looks so beautiful, huh? It doesn't seem to be a flower."

"Pastry." Qing Yun said.

Song Ningshu looked at the flowers and then at her, "Is this a gift from Divine Master Fuxuan?"

Qingyun nodded.

"Sister Qingyun, are you reluctant to eat it?"

Qing Yun shook his head. "I modified some of my skills a while ago, and seeing this floating light dot, I felt something, so I stayed here."

She sat on the small bed in front of the low window, brushed off the flowing snowflakes on the outside, and picked up the chopsticks. "The ingenuity of the appearance, when I saw it, already had value. Its final value is when it enters the stomach."

"Would you like to try it? It tastes good." She put the chopsticks in Song Ningshu's hand.

Song Ningshu saw the smile in her ice-blue eyes and blinked, "Sister Qingyun, are you planning to accept Fuxuan Divine Lord?"

"It's just that I don't feel bad, I can't say I accept it, I'll just let it go." Qing Yun pinched her face, "I'll go to Shi Xi's place to plant flowers later."

Song Ningshu stuffed the chopsticks back to her and said, "Since it's a gift from God Fuxuan, I won't eat it."

"Then play with it for a while." Qing Yun dealt with the remaining "flowers".

Song Ningshu held up her face and looked at the scenery outside the window, "Sister Qingyun, when will they come back?"

"Miss Xiao Qi?"

"I'm asking them, why do you think I only want Qi Zhiheng?"

"Because when he was hanging out with me, a certain little kid subconsciously called out Qi Zhiheng twice."

Meeting her teasing gaze, Song Ningshu puffed up his cheeks in embarrassment, "Well, I do miss him. I also miss Sister Shixi and Sister Qingxun. We haven't seen each other for three months."

I have been with Qi Zhiheng every day for a hundred thousand years, and I have become accustomed to calling him and seeing him as soon as I turn my head.