Chapter 570 Dust Snow (16)
"I didn't expect you to be such a lovesick person." Dao Chen touched his chin. "Have you ever fallen? Tell me in detail."
After he came back, the current rules of the Tao were automatically updated in his mind, and he naturally knew that the innate gods could be reincarnated and reborn due to their merits.
"She was a childhood friend of Jiuzhou. She once died while protecting our world, and Haoming was also involved." Fu Xuan briefly explained what happened. "Didn't your father tell you the general situation of this matter?"
"He's nagging me right after he comes back. How could I possibly wait until he gets down to business?" Dao Chen said, his voice unjustified, "But why are you calling the Dao Zun by his name so casually?"
"They all call me that, Jiuzhou doesn't mind." Fu Xuan felt that Jiuzhou had an innate tolerance and generosity.
Except for the two younger ones, Qingyun and the others called each other by their names.
"Dao Zun's childhood friend? Is he a boy or a girl?" Dao Chen suddenly remembered the most important thing.
"Woman." Fu Xuan was speechless as he could tell what he was thinking at a glance.
The subordinates brought in the dishes. Fu Xuan shared a meal with Dao Chen and then stood up. "We've met and gathered. I have to go to Zhongxing now. You can stay here by yourself."
"Cold and heartless." Dao Chen grabbed his sleeve and said, "I'm going too. I'm a little curious about Dao Zun."
Fu Xuan thought for a moment and said, "You can go, but don't talk nonsense."
"I'm only unreliable in front of you, okay?" Dao Chen rolled his eyes.
Fu Xuan took Dao Chen to Yuanyu Fairy Island and said, "Choose a room for yourself."
Dao Chen pointed to one at random and said, "Not bad, Fu Xuan, you've done quite well, even opening a fairy island next to the avenue."
Fu Xuan glanced at him. He had never seen Lingyue doing better. She could live wherever she wanted and even lie in Qingyun's arms.
No, the more I think about it, the more sour I feel.
"You stay here first. I'll go ask them if they'll let you go to the island. It'll be embarrassing to be kicked out." Fu Xuan straightened his sleeves.
Daochen nodded, folded his arms and looked at him, teasing: "Oh, you're even paying attention to your appearance."
Fu Xuan glanced at him and turned away.
After arriving at Xuanyu Fairy Island, Fu Xuan looked inside and saw no sign of Xing Wu and the others, nor could he detect any trace of them. They must not have returned yet.
Qing Yun was sitting on the ice crystal tree, holding an ice flute condensed by divine power in her hand and playing the same tune he had heard hundreds of thousands of years ago. It must be the martial arts she practiced.
The ice and snow dance gracefully, yet they also contain murderous intent.
The sound of the flute suddenly changed from gentle to high-pitched. A snowflake floated in front of Fu Xuan and spun at high speed.
Fu Xuan's eyes fell on the snowflake.
Qing Yun glanced at him, and the snowflakes slowed down, finally falling on his sleeves, and the sound of the flute gradually softened.
Fu Xuan looked at the ice flute in her hand again, as if thinking about something.
After the song ended, the ice flute dissipated in Qingyun's hand. She met his eyes for a moment, her eyes slightly raised, and her gaze fell on the scenery behind him.
"Why don't you use the flute you used before?" Fu Xuan asked.
"It's broken into pieces. It can't be repaired."
"Can you play other instruments?"
She nodded, "I've dabbled in all of them."
Fu Xuan smiled when he heard this, "I understand."
"Know what?" She lowered her eyes and met his gaze.
Fu Xuan just smiled without saying anything. After a few breaths, he asked, "Are you coming down?"
Qing Yun moved his body and landed in the air, "Is there something I want to discuss with you?"
Fu Xuan looked at her secretly. "It's not a big deal. The friend I mentioned to you before said he was curious about Jiuzhou and wanted to come and meet him. I wonder if this will cause any trouble to you?"
"I have no problem, you can ask Jiuzhou."
"good."
Qing Yun nodded slightly and walked forward.
Fu Xuan subconsciously followed her, "Where are you going?"
"Looking for Xiaotuanzi, she wants me to go out and play with her."
"Does she like the bet given to her?"
"I like it, but I also accuse you of having a bad taste."
Fu Xuan looked at her cold expression but serious tone and couldn't help laughing, "Actually, Lingyue is quite like you."
Qingyun glanced at him and motioned him to continue.
"The demeanor in front of outsiders is exactly the same. It looks cold and indifferent, but also cute in a different way." Qing Yun replied to him with a serious cuteness.
"She is like all of us, the best at acting like a spoiled child." Qingyun's expression softened when he heard him praising Lingyue, but then he realized that he was using Xiaotuanzi to praise himself, and his eyebrows returned to their usual expression, looking arrogant and cold.
Fu Xuan had been looking at her and found the change in her expression very interesting.
He naturally thought that no matter how her expression changed, she was adorable, and even felt that whatever she did was to his liking.
When he had the chance to be with her, he was observing her in both overt and covert ways.
His gaze was not direct, but it was not obscure either. Qingyun turned her head to look at him, and Fuxuan smiled at her. She stared at his face for a few breaths, thought about it, and still didn't ask him to stop looking.
I always feel like it sounds like flirting.
I don't feel uncomfortable, just a little unnatural.
Qing Yun quickened her pace and entered the palace. She saw Song Ningshu sitting cross-legged, drawing a formation with her mind. Several ice-green formations floated in front of her.
Seeing them, Song Ningshu let the formation dissipate and curved her eyes towards them, "Sister Qingyun, Fuxuan Divine Master is here, do we still want to go out and play?"
"This is not his first time here. Let's go." Qingyun stretched out his hand to her.
Song Ningshu held her hand and said, "Let's go, Lord Fuxuan, please find a place to stay."
Fu Xuan felt helpless as he watched Qing Yun walk away with the heartless Ling Yue without any reluctance, but he couldn't follow them either. He still had to have some sense of propriety.
Afterwards, Fu Xuan went to find Jiuzhou again, sat down in front of him skillfully, took out the wine he had brought with him and put it down, "Jiuzhou, a good friend of mine said he wants to see you."
"Let him come." Jiuzhou put away the book of destiny he was reading.
Upon hearing this, Fu Xuan sent a message to Dao Chen and poured wine for Jiu Zhou, "His name is Dao Chen, and he is the son of Zhu Shan Tai Shu."
Jiuzhou nodded. He knew the situation of the major forces in the divine world.
Fu Xuan propped up his head and asked, "Jiuzhou, do you think Qingyun will accept me?"
Their past and future are clear as day in Jiuzhou's eyes.
Jiuzhou glared at him, "It's what you did."
"I think so. She's not very affectionate towards me, but she's not too cold either." Fu Xuan smiled. "Is Qing Yun good at music?"
"Don't ask me too much. If you're interested, you'll know what she likes and what she dislikes."
"You're really protective of your child, Jiuzhou. You're prejudiced against me." Fu Xuan said lazily, "Isn't it my intention to ask those around her about her preferences? But you're all so defensive of me, like I'm some villain. Lingyue is, and so are you."
Jiuzhou smiled and shook his head, "Allowing you to get close to her means that I have no prejudice against you, but I am biased."
"Well, even if you didn't tell me, I'm sure she likes music." Fu Xuan's fingertips spun the light of Dao and flew towards Yuanyu Fairy Island. "Just drinking is too monotonous. Let's cook some food. I happen to have the God of Cookery over there."
"Should we recruit the God of Food to please Qing Yun or Xiao Tuanzi?"
"Please everyone. After all, Lingyue is the apple of your eyes."
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