After Yan Suyuan left, Yun Qiong remembered to ask about the Chaos Sword.
Then she thought, Yan Suyuan didn't have the Chaos Sword in his hand at all now.
It was just a dream.
Even if the dream was accurate, nothing had happened yet. , asked him what he could do.
Anyway, I plan to go back to Kongsang.
Then I can see little Ayin and ask Ayin to throw the Chaos Sword away.
As long as the Chaos Sword is not in A Yin's hands, Brother Netherworld will never come to A Yin.
Yun Qiong held her forehead.
Even though she got tired easily, her brain became confused and her memory became worse and worse.
I'm afraid these are not just related to pregnancy.
The nightmares in recent days have caused her to suffer from insomnia all night.
Medical books say that whether she sleeps well or not is very important.
Not only will her mental state be poor, her memory will be weakened, but if she is a woman, her temper will also deteriorate.
Becoming irritable, the skin will gradually become dull and rough.
Yun Qiong sat in front of the dressing table, picked up the bronze mirror, and took a closer look up, down, left, and right.
Her skin was not as shiny as before, but her skin was not as shiny as before, especially the deep black shadows under a pair of lying silkworms.
A bleak and tired look.
It is said that men in this world love the new and dislike the old.
Well, in fact, the old man himself has some responsibility.
If the old man becomes more and more ugly, of course it is better to be the new man.
Who doesn't love beauty.
A woman wants to please her appearance, even if it is not for Fusu, she must recover well for herself.
Fusu will leave for Penglai Island the day after tomorrow.
Today, we must talk to him about returning to Kongsang to recuperate.
After Yun Qiong asked the palace maid to dress her up, she left the room and went to find Fusu who had left the house early in the morning.
She always felt that Fusu was angry yesterday and deliberately avoided her.
In fact, Fusu did not deliberately avoid her at all.
She didn't know it, but she went to bed too early and got up too late.
He obviously couldn't sleep, but his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open them no matter what.
Fusu saw Yun Qiong walking slowly, and quickly stepped forward to help him.
Looking at Yun Qiong who was deliberately dressing up, he felt a little flustered, "Yun Qiong, I didn't handle Saki's matter well, but Saki is dead and can't be saved." .us" Yun Qiong turned her head and saw Fusu's panicked eyes, and couldn't help but reach out and touch his eyes.
Yun Qiong smiled and said, "Yun Qiong knows that Fusu, everything you do is for Yun Qiong and the baby.
It's Yun Qiong who has become a little unreasonable recently, and I shouldn't say that to you."
"Yun Qiong, I have made arrangements in the past few days.
Everyone in Xihua Palace is my confidant.
After I leave the palace, you must not leave Xihua Palace.
As long as you do not leave Xihua Palace, Li Aran will not be able to harm you. " "Fusu, I want to tell you that I want to go back to Kongsang to recuperate for a while.
The turbid air in this palace is too heavy.
After being pregnant, my body is much weaker than before.
The turbid air disturbs my whole body.
I can’t sleep well all day long, look at the dark circles under my eyes.”
Yun Qiong pointed at her eyes with her finger, then took Fusu's hand and put it against her cheek, with a look of aggrievedness on her face.
"My skin has also become rough.
I feel embarrassed to be standing next to you now, Fusu.
Fusu, you have ice-cold muscles and bones.
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Yunqiong, I am a yellow-faced woman."
Fusu smiled bitterly when hearing the words "ice muscle and jade bone".
Isn't Yunqiong a disciple of Shushan?
Why would she want to go to Kongsang again?
Kong Sang is also quite famous in the mortal world.
Among the many immortal sects, Kong Sang is unique in that he never accepts disciples based on their aptitude or talent, only their perseverance.
The Kongsang Disciple Conference, which is held every seven years, is always very lively.
Fusu was lucky enough to go to the last disciple conference with Meng Yi.
It has now been more than six years.
"Yun Qiong has someone he knows well in Kongsang."
Yun Qiong then remembered that she had always said that she was a disciple of Shushan.
With her memory now, it was more reliable to tell the truth, "Well, actually I grew up in Kongsang.
Wasn't I an orphan?
I was adopted when I was a child.
His aunt was thrown behind Kong Sang Shan, fortunately, I was lucky enough to meet a very good immortal, and he took me in.
Kong Sang does not accept female disciples.
I was afraid that no one would believe me if I told you, so I lied to you and said that I am from Shushan. , Anyway, the leader of Shushan is my senior brother, and I also know Shushan swordsmanship."
"No wonder your two senior brothers look so familiar.
They must have been lucky enough to meet each other at the last Kongsang Disciple Conference.
I almost thought that the high-level disciples of the Xianshan Sect are too good-looking, so they look like Very similar."
It turns out that Fusu had been to Kongsang, and the disciples conference was held in winter.
Although Kongsang Mountain is like spring all year round, it still snows under the mountain in winter.
She had no memory at all about that disciple conference.
Could it really be that Senior Brother Ziqing said that he secretly drank the old wine collected by the master while everyone was too busy to pay attention, and fell asleep drunk, and stayed asleep for several days.
Yun Qiong remembered that she didn't have any spells now, little fat pigeon "Well, in fact, many gods in the immortal world are ugly.
They are not only ugly, but also strange.
Some have three eyes, three heads, some with eyebrows, eyes and noses squeezed together, and some with super big faces, especially Xuan Wei Taoist Master Zi, he’s very ugly.”
"There are gods three feet above your head.
What you are talking about are the gods of the Nine Heavens.
Yun Qiong, you are not afraid that they will hear you."
Yun Qiong covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Kongsang has a long way to go, and I can't be tired of traveling.
I said this on purpose.
Those immortals are so narrow-minded, especially the immortal Xuan Weizi.
He will definitely come down after hearing this.
Looking for me."
"I don't know if you are talking nonsense again.
If they don't come down, don't go to Kongsang."
Yun Qiong rubbed her nose aggrievedly, raised her head and said: "Xuanweizi is sleeping now, so he can't hear me.
When he wakes up later, if I say bad things about him again, he will definitely come down to me.
By then, Fusu Just don’t be scared by him.”
"If my father knew that Fusu wanted to see the immortal, he might not have gone to Penglai Island to ask for immortal grass."
"Well, there is no fairy grass or medicine in Xuanweizi's Shangxian Cave Mansion, only a group of animals and monsters.
In fact, your father can't find any fairy grass when he goes to Penglai Island.
The owner of Penglai Island is the Dragon King of the East China Sea.
I heard that the Dragon King of the East China Sea He was so stingy that he wouldn't even give those immortal herbs to his own son, let alone a mortal who had nothing to do with him.
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"The Dragon King gets angry easily.
If he gets angry, the waves will surge into the sky and the wind and rain will rage.
I'm afraid the mortal ship won't be able to withstand such violent beatings.
I know you can't persuade your father.
Be careful along the way.
Remember before you go to Penglai Island.
Pay homage to the Dragon King and say more nice words.
Even if I can’t ask for the fairy grass, at least I won’t make you angry.”
Fusu held Yun Qiong's back with one hand and held Yun Qiong's hand with the other, and walked around the garden several times.
When you are tired, sit down with her, have snacks, and listen to her tell interesting stories about heaven and earth.
When she talked about him, she became extremely verbose.
Looking at her expression when she was worried about him, she felt extremely emotional.
This time they had been separated for at least several months, and the lovesickness was very painful and unspeakable.
We were already so miserable before we were separated.
Wouldn't it be extremely painful after we were separated?
Fusu remembered a poem: He picked geese, and if you don't see him for a day, it's like it's three months ago.
He picked wormwood, and if you don't see it for a day, it's like three autumn.
He picked moxa, and if you don't see it for a day, it's like three years old.
I still remember Meng Yi laughing mockingly after reading this poem.
After laughing, he said straightly: "That lovesick person must not be able to distinguish between night and day, nor understand the changes of the four seasons, and forget the changes of the years
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