The whole world thought I was dead!

Chapter 15

"Wow~" A tiger roar came from not far away. The six-eyed flaming tiger was playing and rolling in the snow. Chang Kong's eyes were full of smiles.

The Six-Eyed Blazing Tiger shook off the snow flakes on its body, tilted its head to look at the figure in front of it, and stepped over to Ren Changkong's side in a few steps, and gently rubbed against his leg with a soft "Aww~Aww~" The incomparable abdomen is also exposed, and the white fur is smooth and soft, waiting for the owner's touch.Ren Changkong was so itchy that he wanted to squat down.

Hua Huaijun looked down at Shahu's movements, then suddenly grabbed Ren Changkong's wrist, and asked softly, "Master, when are we going to leave?" Then he glanced at Su Ruobai indifferently: " Su Ruobai's luggage has been packed."

Su Ruobai next to him couldn't help but rolled his big eyes.

Hua Huaijun likes the scene where he is jealous with that silly tiger

He was tired of watching it since he was a child.

Before Ren Changkong could speak, the Six-Eyed Blazing Tiger had already stood up and arched him vigorously. Ren Changkong staggered unavoidably due to the huge force. Holding the master's waist unsteadily, the faint warmth from his fingertips made his heart feel hot, his white jade-like face was fainted with red clouds, and he lowered his head as if trying to hide it.

"Okay, okay, you stay at home and be good." Ren Changkong helplessly comforted the six-eyed Blazing Tiger who was acting coquettishly.Then she turned to Su Ruobai and said, "Why don't you leave today, Bai Bai, what do you think?"

Su Ruobai nodded.

"What Master says is what it is." Huahuai Jun's voice was like jade's Lingling broken voice came from behind.

Ren Changkong turned his head to see the little apprentice bowing his head in an extremely well-behaved manner, and stroked his hair, "Then let's go to the Cold Ridge Mountains now."

The three of them simply packed up and were ready to go.

Hua Huaijun took out the spiritual treasure from the storage ring, and the spiritual treasure grew with the wind, and soon became bigger and stood in midair.The carved beams and painted buildings are incomparably exquisite, and the hull of the boat is white and shiny, exuding a faint ray of talisman array, which is faintly visible in the sunlight.Ren Changkong looked at the very familiar "Flying Sparrow" in front of him, and flew to the boat with his spiritual power.

Hua Huaijun and Su Ruobai followed closely behind, stepping on their toes lightly to the middle of the boat.

Su Ruobai looked around the spaceship excitedly, his big cat eyes were full of excitement, he turned his head and whispered, "I never thought you would keep Feique."

Huahuai Jun's thick and beautiful face became more and more stunning under the sunlight, and the water in the ice pupils glistened, "Flying Sparrow is a spirit treasure created by Master himself, of course I have to keep it well."

Su Ruobai curled her lips. At the beginning, she didn't know who saw the uncle left, and put away all the leftovers like crazy, making him think that Hua Huaijun refined them all.

Ren Changkong walked into the house with ease, and proficiently lay down beside the soft couch. For some reason, after using up his spiritual energy, he only felt sleepy all over his body, which made him more and more convinced that there was something wrong with his body.

Moreover, Ren Changkong touched his lower back, and he felt that his pain tolerance was not as good as before, and his waist was still in pain. He buried his head on the pillow next to the soft couch, and lamented in his heart, this is considered a pain. What's up?

The purple-gold carved stove on the low table next to it was opened by a pair of slender jade-like hands. Mr. Hua Huai sat kneeling on the ground, his white robe was on the ground, and his snowy hair was loosely tied up by a jade hairpin, exuding a sense of comfort.He took out "Chunguang Yimeng" from his sleeve and threw it into the furnace. After a while, the elegant sandalwood fragrance came out, which made people feel calm.

Ren Changkong raised his head from the pillow when he smelled the familiar smell, and looked at the little apprentice's actions as before, feeling a little lost.

He seems to have really forgotten a lot of things, otherwise why would he feel that at this moment there is a feeling of a lifetime away.

"Come here, Junjun, I have something to ask you." He sat up and patted the space beside him, motioning Huahuaijun to sit down.

"What's the matter? Master?" Mr. Huahuai filled the plates on the low table with lingonberry cakes unhurriedly, took out one of the plump, juicy Hongyun fruits, and used his fingers as blades, quickly Peel off the skin.Only then slowly walked to him and squatted down, staring at Ren Changkong with a pair of autumn water cold eyes, looking forward to "Master, have a taste."

Ren Changkong looked at his favorite spiritual fruit in front of him, took a bite, and the unique fruity aroma filled his nose.He looked at the little apprentice in front of him, and patted the position next to him again.

Hua Huaijun stood up, with a flowing posture, sat down slowly, looked at the round cheeks of the master, couldn't help moving his fingers, really wanted to poke...

Huahuaijun's eyes are full of smiles, the sun shines through the window, light and dark light and shadow are sprinkled gracefully on Ren Changkong's side face, the handsome face becomes a little blurred, but the black eyes are clear and open, Huahuaijun Immediately, I thought of my master's former reputation as "the light of the Supreme Purity."

Hidden pride gradually filled Qiu Tong, and her master was indeed the most beautiful in the world, before and now.Even with a different body, his spirit and aura are one in a million.

After Ren Changkong finished eating the spiritual fruit, he inadvertently glanced at the little apprentice, and met Hua Huaijun's amazed and obsessed eyes without any accident.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitched. His little apprentice seemed to have misunderstood his appearance since he was a child. He always felt that he was prettier than him?Although Ren Changkong doesn't really want this adjective, after all, his little apprentice's appearance can be said to be the top in the cultivation world. He thinks that he can be called a fairy in his previous life, let alone his new one. It's just that he's handsome. Does the brat need to look at him with that kind of obsessive gaze?

Sighing helplessly, Ren Changkong always felt that the situation of the young apprentice's abnormal aesthetics was aggravated.

"Fool." He flicked the little boy's forehead as white as jade.

"Master is the most beautiful, he is the most beautiful person in the whole world!" Hua Huaijun opened his eyes wide, his face was as beautiful as Yaohua, his thin pale pink lips were slightly pursed, and he stated seriously , Stubbornly speaking what was in his heart.

Looking at the young apprentice's determined face, Ren Changkong really couldn't go against his heart and go along with him.

He could only say calmly, "It's good that Junjun is happy."

Hua Huaijun approached a little bit, with subtle nervousness, he smelled the cool scent of Master's body, and asked softly: "What did Master want to ask me just now?"

Ren Changkong looked at the young apprentice's dazzling snow hair, and did not respond for a long time.

Hua Huaijun's heart suddenly throbbed.

It took a long time to remember Ren Changkong's hoarse voice in the quiet room: "Junjun, where did my body go?"

The room was completely dead silent, and Ren Changkong could almost hear his own heart beating.

He looked at the young apprentice's suddenly pale cheeks, and turned his head: "Do you know?"

He finally asked this question that he had been reluctant to ask, who is willing to admit his own death?

Since his rebirth, he has been avoiding this problem, and he probably still resents this matter.

He is not a god, so he can't calmly deal with the fact that he is dead. He can only think about his little apprentice, Su Ruobai, and even Shahu like an ostrich, but he doesn't want to admit that he is "dead".

The Taoist Xuanwei who swung the three worlds with one sword is dead.

Ren Changkong looked at the specks of dust floating in the air, and finally admitted the fact.

The author has something to say: Tomorrow there will be something in the third dimension that will not be updated, and it will be updated the day after tomorrow.The little angel who reads the text with a refill. (I hope that the little angels who like it will collect a lot~)