Chapter 71 Shen Weilong’s toes are tense


Chapter 71 Shen Weilong’s toes were tense

The Shen Mansion was busy.

Of course, Shen Qingyun is mainly busy.

Bo Zhou Bo and Bai Yi watched the fun with "anxious" expressions.

Shen Weilong and Yun Qianqian stood at the entrance of the courtyard, with a little worry in their eyes.

This is real worry.

"Who is Taoist Pang?"

"I have never heard of it. I looked again and there are no monks in Tianwang City."

"That's strange, Qingyun He What fellow Taoist Pang did you make, and he sounds very powerful? "

"If you were powerful, you wouldn't be able to raise such a mortal bird... I found a place to raise a crane."

...

Shen Weilong and Yun Qianqian looked at somewhere in the City of Heavenly Punishment at the same time.

"Pang Mansion?"

"Commander of the Forbidden Arms Division, Pang Bo."

"Husband, do you know this person?"

"I've dealt with him twice, so it shouldn't be him... huh? Is the crane raised by this woman?"

"He is also a mortal, what is she doing on the skateboard?"

… …

The two parents-in-law are well-informed, but they can’t help but be confused at this moment.

Crane rescue scene.

Shen Qingyun was sweating profusely.

Tired definitely means not tired.

Mainly anxious.

It’s hard to argue with someone else’s wish for a crane to die inexplicably in his own home.

After a while of resuscitation, everything that needed to be done was done except artificial respiration which really couldn’t match the shape of the mouth.

But the crane still stood firm.

"It's dead, there's no way to save it."

Shen Qingyun sat on the ground, not even bothering to wipe off his sweat, staring at the corpse in a daze, and kept complaining in his heart.

“This was raised by monks, will it die casually?”

“I bought a reed chicken and didn’t care about it. It’s getting more energetic every day.”
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Seeing that her son was unhappy, Yun Qianqian tapped the body with her fingertips in the air, and said, "Even if a mortal can be so interested in Qingyun, he should pay more attention to it."

Shen Weilong nodded.

The corpse scene.

Shen Qingyun, who was feeling distressed, saw from the corner of his eye that the crane's leg seemed to twitch.

“This... hallucination?”

He stared closely at the crane.

Not long after...

Poof!

The crane deflated, trembling a little, struggled to get up, flapped its wings and ran away without even looking around.

“Flying so fast?”

Shen Qingyun was secretly surprised.

The crane left more than twice as fast as when it arrived.

Suddenly he suddenly realized, and he couldn't laugh or cry and cursed: "Play with me from beginning to end."

The son turned from sadness to joy, and Shen Weilong and his parents-in-law quietly left.

"Qianqian, just save her and create a foundation-building crane out of thin air. Are you not afraid of trouble?"

"What if you are so careless and die next time?"

"Yes."

Yun Qianqian gained a glimmer of consciousness and was living a small life in her second life. On the crane.

She felt that it would be better to start here to think about the mortal Taoist Pang mentioned by her son.

Shen Qingyun cleaned up and didn't even have time to eat the beef. After saying hello to his parents, he went out to find Liu Gaosheng.

The two parents-in-law watched as the little crane flew hundreds of miles away and landed on the shore of a certain lake.

Not long after, a huge crane also landed here.

When two cranes meet...

It is a fight.

Judging from the momentum alone, Zhangxu Xianhe has the advantage.

After fighting for a while, the little crane lowered his head and looked at himself. He found that not even two of his hairs had fallen out, and rushed forward to fight again.

“We are both bored too.” Yun Qianqian could tell even if she was dozing off.

Shen Weilong did not speak, trying to see something from the giant crane.

Until the little crane flapped its wings on the giant crane's head, a letter fell from the beak of the giant crane.

“Fellow Taoist Zun Jian, the late Qin Moran, knelt down and knelt down at Jin’an...”

The two parents-in-law were suspicious.

"Qin Moran?"

"Sister Qin Moju, Princess Tiancheng, with medium spiritual roots, returned to the Xu Sect to practice. According to her qualifications, she may have entered the fourth realm."< br>
Yun Qianqian He frowned and said, "You claim to be a backward person, but you still kneel down and knelt down to Jin An. Is there a god of transformation hidden in the city of Heavenly Punishment or a refining of the void?" "If there was, he would have died long ago." Shen Weilong looked at Pang Mansion, "Could it be this woman?"
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Yun Qianqian was too lazy to respond.

After the two cranes fought, the little crane flew away with the letter in its mouth.

Ju He was in a daze, as if he didn't believe that victory or defeat could be reversed, and his happiness was so short-lived.

Midnight.

Liu Mansion.

After pulling Shen Qingyun to question Pang Yan'er for two hours, Liu Gaosheng slept like a child.

Seeing Liu Gaosheng sleeping soundly, Shen Qingyun couldn't help but yawned for a long time.

Halfway through his yawn, he jumped up excitedly.

"I can sleep now, haha... Please tell Brother Liu that I'm leaving!"

Sister Ge, the housekeeper of Liu Mansion, stared at Shen Qingyun's running figure, as if watching All the beauty in the world.

Shen Qingyun returned home, completed the process, and lay on the bed waiting to sleep.

The inner residence of Pang Mansion.

Pang Xu and Pang Yaner were dressed in pure white clothes, with their hands on their abdomens, barefoot, and lying on the bed.

Their faces were covered with cucumber slices, and their eyes were covered with cucumber slices.

“Not to mention the effect, I feel pretty good.” Mrs. Pang Xu also sniffed a few times, “The fragrance is astounding to my nose, Qingyun’s method is very wonderful.”

Pang Yan'er said lightly: "After all, he has ambitions to achieve immortality, and his thoughts and actions are extraordinary."

"Indeed." Thinking of Shen Qingyun, Pang Xu sighed, "What a good boy, what do you think?" How is he?"

"I am worthy of his fellow Taoist, so I naturally recognize him."

Pang Xu's heart moved.

It seems that my daughter is in love?

"I heard that the matchmakers in the city have been doing amazing things recently, and have arranged many seemingly impossible marriages. Although our two families are quite matched, to be on the safe side, why don't you ask a matchmaker to talk about it?"
< br>"It's superficial." Pang Yan'er said indifferently, "The two of us have a heart-to-heart relationship with each other, so why do we care about these things? When we both ascend, it will be enough for us to bow to each other and say that we are lucky to have you on our journey to immortality... Mother, don't move around, cucumber Lost. "

The main house of Shen Mansion.

Yun Qianqian rolled around on the bed happily.

Shen Weilong leaned sideways on the edge of the bed, trying hard not to fall, and asked in surprise: "What is so ridiculous?"

"Ouch, I can't do it anymore, hahaha..."

Yun Qianqian wiped away her tears for a while, held her stomach for a while, her eyes were straight, and she looked like she was laughing out of her body.

A mortal.

My face was covered with cucumber slices and my eyes were covered.

But she said things seriously that neither she nor Shen Weilong dared to say.

"The two of us are flying together, soaring, lucky, lucky to have you, hahaha... Huang, the cucumber is back, it's gone..."

Inner Residence of Pang Mansion.

After applying the cucumber, the mother and daughter were about to fall asleep.

The crane roared.

Pang Yaner frowned slightly: "So fast? It used to take two or three days to get back."

She didn't think much and went up to the second floor platform with an oil lamp.

Pang Xu also followed up. When she saw Pang Yan'er taking the letter, she remembered what happened yesterday and couldn't help but ask: "Is it a letter from Qingyun?"

Pang Yan'er shook her head: " His state of mind is not enough to discuss with me for the time being."

Seeing her daughter like this, Mrs. Pang Xu was secretly worried.

That’s all in the past.

"Now there is a good man Shen Qingyun in front of me. If I don't catch him, I will be anxious as a mother."

She was about to start persuading, but Pang Yan'er, who was reading the letter with a lantern, frowned.

"This junior, want to ask me about the Forbidden Military Division?"

"The Forbidden Military Division?" Pang Xu shook his head, "What do you know about these things? Why don't you tell your father? ?”

Pang Yaner said lightly: “He has nothing to do with the monks.”

"Qingyun is also from the Forbidden Martial Arts Department."

"Well, Fellow Daoist Shen can do it. I will write a letter without saying anything clearly to test his intelligence."

Pang Xu advised: " It's already midnight, Qingyun is afraid "Already in a dream."

"In my generation, day is like night." Pang Yan'er called, "Xiao Ming, you go to Shen Mansion again..."

Xianhe Xiao Ming's. His neck was almost broken, and he kept retreating.

Pang Yan'er didn't force herself, she went downstairs to write in a hurry, then came up and called out: "Xiao Meng."

The main room of Shen Mansion.

Seeing this, Yun Qianqian couldn't help but laugh.

The Dragon Transformation Tribulation dared to press Shen Weilong for two hours. He didn’t know what happened, and his toes were all tense.

After more than a hundred years of marriage, he has never seen Yun Qianqian like this.

"Then, the senior that Qin Moran talks about, is really that mortal, hahahaha..."

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