Chapter 85 Fu Shuang’s Gossip
Fu Shuang was also surprised. She followed from behind, holding a bag of chestnuts exuding heat. She happened to hear Su Jie’s sigh, as if she had heard some big gossip. , the interest doubled instantly, and he poked his head around Su Jie, looking for the three water mirrors where Jiang Yu appeared in Su Jie's mouth.
After waiting to see who the other two water mirrors belonged to besides Jiang Yu's own water mirror, Fu Shuang immediately let out a "wow", with undisguised excitement in his eyes.
A fairy sect, a demon clan, a senior brother who suddenly descended from the sky, and a childhood sweetheart's sworn brother.
Fu Shuang just thought about it, and the corners of his mouth seemed to curl up to his ears.
It's a pity that in Jiang Yu's current inner demon world, she doesn't seem to see any familiar people, she is the only one alone.
Song Lian was attracted by their voices and looked back at them: "You just came now, where have you been?"
Without waiting for Su Jie to speak, Fu Shuang took two steps towards him, grabbed a large handful of chestnuts from a paper bag and placed it in front of him. He smiled mysteriously and said, "I went to help Junior Brother Yuan with a small errand." ”
A monk from Nanfan Temple noticed the situation here, took a few glances, and brought two more chairs with his companions.
Fu Shuang said thank you, sat down next to Song Lian, poured all the chestnuts out of the paper bag, piled them into a small mountain, and threw the peeled shells into the paper bag.
Su Jie glanced at her, and as soon as he sat down next to Song Hui, he heard his master's confused voice: "Ayu and Yuan Heng, when..."
Song Hui was quite puzzled. He could understand if Jiang Yu appeared in Wei Xu's fantasy. After all, they were childhood sweethearts who grew up together, so it would not be surprising to see Jiang Yu.
But how long had Yuanheng and Jiang Yu known each other, and Jiang Yu was already old enough to be the center of his demonic fantasy?
"There's plenty of time." Song Lian took the words lightly. He turned slightly sideways, peeling chestnuts casually, and casually looked around at the group of spectators behind him. A group of old guys who like to listen to the gossip of juniors.
But fortunately, they were still in the middle of the competition. These people chatted for a few words, looked at the excitement, caught Song Lian's eyes, and then turned back to pay attention to their disciples.
Song Lian smiled and lowered his voice slightly, "A trip to the Liuyu Secret Realm, a trip to Lingdu, plus a few trips on the road -" He paused, looked at his senior brother's face, and said with a smile, "What happened?" It’s actually not surprising at all.”
"And Master -" Fu Shuang swallowed the chestnuts in her mouth and handed two to Su Jie. When the other party shook her head in rejection, she peeled them off herself. After attracting her Master's attention, she peeled them off again. He showed a mysterious smile and said, "Did you notice when junior brother was practicing sword practice these past two days that the spikes on his Qingman sword are similar to those on junior sister Suning's?"
She leaned forward slightly, tilted her head and said confidently: "How is your junior brother's skills in doing these jobs -" She pursed her lips and raised her eyebrows at Song Lian again: "The sect leader should be very clear about it, right?"
"There is a self-defense formation on the sword spike, I think." She turned her head back and looked at her master again, "Most likely, no, it must be a gift from my junior sister."
Song Lian smiled and nodded in agreement.
Song Hui was stunned for a moment, as if he had remembered such a thing, and then looked back at Yuan Heng's water mirror. He pondered for a moment and didn't know what he was thinking. He could only hold back one sentence: "Okay, let's take a good look."
Fu Shuang and Su Jie next to him looked at each other and smiled, threw the peeled chestnuts in his hands into his mouth, and said with a smile: "Okay."
(End of chapter)