Chapter 1912 Strange Colors (Third Update)
I can’t hear clearly what everyone’s wishes are, I just know that the calls are like a tide, one wave overwhelms the other.
"Is there really such a mysterious thing in this world? On-site treatment, on-the-spot recovery. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I couldn't believe that such a thing really existed in the world!"
Muzi Chuan's face was full of astonishment, and his words were full of doubts, but also concealed a trace of yearning.
Everyone has his own wish.
Because of lack of ability and past mistakes, there are always some regrets buried in my heart.
If Taoist Priest Qingxu is really that powerful.
Can you help me go back in time?
Mu Zichuan was fantasizing silently in his heart, but his eyes couldn't help but secretly fall on Yang Ruoqing beside him.
If history can be rewritten, then at this moment, the person holding her in his arms openly is not Luo Fengtang, but me, Mu Zichuan!
A flash of thought flashed through my heart, turning into steps under my feet.
"Zichuan, what are you going to do?" Yang Ruoqing suddenly called him.
Mu Zichuan was startled, then came back to his senses, only to find that he had squeezed through the crowd and came to the front, closest to the little Taoist boy.
Behind him, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang also squeezed in because they were worried about him.
Yang Ruoqing wanted to ask again, but at this time, the little Taoist boy started talking again.
"The last one, who's coming?" he asked.
A pair of eyes searched the moving crowd, and then looked towards Yang Ruoqing.
"Me, me, me!"
A fat man covered in body odor standing behind Yang Ruoqing gasped and shouted.
There was an imperceptible strange color in Xiao Daotong's eyes.
It couldn't escape Yang Ruoqing's eyes.
Her eyes flashed, and a few silver needles quietly appeared between her fingers hidden under her sleeves. When the fat man squeezed past her, she pierced them.
The fat man groaned and fell to the ground.
Yang Ruoqing took the opportunity to jump out and happily ran to the little Taoist boy.
“Wow, thank you so much, Taoist Priest, for giving me this last opportunity!”
Yang Ruoqing said happily.
The little Taoist boy was startled for a moment and said: "Girl, you ran the wrong way, you are not the destined person of the Taoist priest..."
"What are you talking nonsense about, little boy? If not "I, what did you look at me just now?"
Yang Ruoqing put her hands on her hips, raised her eyebrows, and pursed her lips, deliberately looking domineering.
The little fairy child smiled apologetically, "It's really wrong. What I saw was the fat man standing behind you..."
"Fat man? Where are you?"
Yang Ruoqin turned around, and everyone turned their attention to the place where she had been standing just now.
The fat man was gone, and a tall, handsome, cold, and extraordinary man was standing there.
He had his hands clasped in his fists, his eyes were deep and sharp, and he looked different from the ordinary people around him.
“There is no fat man. Could it be that tall, handsome and domineering guy?”
Yang Ruoqing pointed at Luo Fengtang who was standing in her position like a nymphomaniac, and asked with a smile.
The little Taoist boy looked suspicious.
At this time, Mu Zichuan, who was standing next to Luo Fengtang, also made a sound.
He said to Yang Ruoqing: "Girl, you must have misunderstood. I think you should come back and let this brother come up. He is the destined person for the Taoist priest. !”
Yang Ruoqing pursed her cheeks and said, “You are obviously looking at me, I won’t let you!”
The little Taoist boy looked embarrassed and turned to Taoist Master Qingxu over there for help. At this time, Taoist Priest Qingxu, who had been closing his eyes and pretending to be deep after receiving the last destined person, also opened his eyes.
His eyes swept over Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang, a hint of comparison flashed across his eyes, and then he pointed at Yang Ruoqing and said: "This girl is destined to be the one."
As soon as Taoist Master Qingxu finished speaking, Yang Ruoqing jumped up to three feet in excitement.
“Haha, what’s up? I just said I’m the destined one!”
Then, without waiting for the little Taoist boy's guidance, he picked up his skirt and ran up to Qingxu, stood in front of the iron rod, raised his head, and looked at Qingxu with a smile.
The little Taoist boy chased after him and scolded Yang Ruoqing with some displeasure: "Don't rush into our Taoist Master Qingxu, kneel down quickly!"
Yang Ruoqing turned her head, with a puzzled look on her face. Looking at the little Taoist boy, he said loudly: "What do you mean by collision? This girl was personally selected by Taoist Master Qingxu. "I am a destined person!"
"It is fate that brings me, who is as beautiful as a flower, to the presence of Taoist Master Qingxu. Don't you, little child, dare to offend me, a destined person?" !”
Xiao Daotong’s throat tightened at her words, and he almost spit out blood.
Damn fat man, you took the money and dropped the chain at the critical moment, you are looking for death!
Xiao Dao was so angry that he gritted his teeth and wanted to argue with Yang Ruoqing a few more words, but the quiet voice sitting above the two of them was muffled.
"Children, don't be rude to those you are destined to have, and step aside."
Qingxu said.
The little Taoist raised his head and made eye contact with his master.
I understood immediately.
Master wants to end this last 'accident' quickly.
"Yes, I will obey my master's orders!"
The little Taoist boy bowed and stepped aside, frowning and looking at Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing didn't take it seriously and was too lazy to argue with the little boy who didn't even have hair.
She withdrew her gaze and raised her neck to look at the Taoist Priest Qingxu who had even grown a beard above her head, but she was complaining in her heart.
Damn it, could you please stop sitting so high?
My aunt’s neck feels sore when she talks to you like this!
Above, Yang Ruoqing was enveloped in Qingxu and compassionate eyes.
"Girl, since you and I are destined, Pindao will make you a wish, just say it." Qingxu said slowly.
The voice is thick, powerful, and full of energy.
Even though the area was surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside, it was very noisy, but the quiet voice was not muffled.
Obviously, he is a practitioner, just like Luo Fengtang.
Moreover, when speaking, I used some skills, which is equivalent to microphone enhancement!
That’s how Yang Ruoqing understood it anyway.
"Girl, if you have any dissatisfaction or anything that doesn't go your way in reality, you can tell me. I am incompetent and willing to help you solve your problems."
The clear voice sounded again.
In her tolerant and compassionate eyes, what Yang Ruoqing saw was hypocrisy and contempt.
She knew that in Qingxu's eyes at this moment, she was no different from the fanatical fans around her.
Hey, that aunt is going to make a guest appearance today!
Yang Ruoqing laughed, raised her hand to brush one of her braids hanging down on her chest, and smiled proudly.
“Oh, how could a woman as beautiful as a flower, ice-cold, gentle, skillful, reserved, shy, and talented have such unsatisfactory things happen to her?” She asked Qingxu in return. .
“I don’t know how fulfilled I am. I sleep until I wake up naturally, and I count money until my hands cramp.”
“When clothes come, I stretch out my hands, and when I eat, I open my mouth.”
(End of this chapter)