Chapter 143: Psychological Construction

"Have you gone or not?"

Qinghu finally put down his chopsticks and swept his gaze over the saber on their table: "May I ask my eldest brother, how do you say this?" ”

"Yo, the little girl is not afraid of things?" Before Uncle Beard could speak, he was preempted by a strong man. He ignored Qinghu, but looked at Zhuang Ji with a playful gaze: "Do you want to go and see it together?" ”

"You're going to Fengqi Town?"

Qinghu was a little surprised, almost all the people who came here to trade and buy were driving back, Fengqi Town is a small place, there is no thoroughfare, there is no obstacle to horseback riding, but there is no way to drive a car. These two people are dressed in dust, aren't they here to catch the excitement here, but they are going to Fengqi Town?

"Exactly. My brothers and I were going to buy some valuables. Little girl......"

"Don't be too troubled." Uncle Beard interrupted the strong man.

"It's not that I'm troublesome, Brother Ming, this little girl wants to ask herself." The strong man squeezed out a little flattery on his face, and smiled at Qinghu: "Little girl, do you want to go to Fengqi Town, have you asked your husband?" ”

"What? Husband? ”

Qinghu was amused, she shook her hand, and naturally blurted out: "What nonsense are you talking about?" This is my nephew! ”

"Ahem~ahem~"

The next table was stunned, quiet, only Zhuang Ji couldn't stop coughing.

He knew that the little girl had done psychological construction for herself, but he didn't expect it to be like this! In order to accept her care with peace of mind, the little girl is simply fighting!

"Yue'er?" Zhuang Ji said angrily: "I call you Yue'er, but you want to call me nephew?" What is the rationale for this? ”

"You're not a disciple of the Nine Immortals?"

"Yes."

"Isn't that enough?" Qinghu has a clear circuit in his brain, and he has already convinced himself.

"It was Yue'er who was handed over to me by Master, but he didn't say anything else." I took a sip of my tea.

The tea is already cold! It's cold!

"There's a difference?" Qinghu is puzzled, whether to say it or not, I am the same generation as your master.

"Yes. The master said that it was Yue'er, but it was just Yue'er, and I didn't recognize anything else. Zhuang Ji complained in his heart: Master didn't want to arrange the relationship between the two of us like this......

"Don't listen to me?" Qinghu stepped forward with a smile and asked in a low voice, her white and tender round face was shallow pink, and her eyes were full of anticipation.

She just wanted to make sure that she could still move this Zhuang Ji Immortal Monarch in the future. But when Zhuang Ji heard this, he was like a coquettish and a threat, and he didn't know what to do.

"Let's go to Fengqi Town and have a look." Zhuang Ji decisively changed the topic, and then glared at the strong man at the next table.

The strong man's back suddenly chilled, and he straightened up.

Qinghu's attention also turned back to Fengqi Town, she felt that Uncle Beard was more reliable, and asked, "May I ask this eldest brother, what is wrong with Fengqi Town?" ”

"If there is any problem, it is not for you to ask a woman, you better go around it." After the bearded uncle finished speaking, he picked up the long knife on the table and left, and the strong man also pinned the sword to his waist and followed, and he didn't forget to blink at Qinghu and throw a strange look at Qinghu before leaving, and threw an envelope at Zhuang Ji.

The vellum paper envelope is a delicate peach. Zhuang Ji hurriedly glanced at it twice, and then burned the letter with a fire in his palm.

Clear Lake ......

"I, yet, no, look!" Qinghu's eyes and tone were full of complaints, and he couldn't control this bear child.

"It's not a good thing, it stains Yue'er's eyes." Zhuang Ji was careless, and the food was already cold and could not be eaten anymore.

"Oh?" Qinghu had actually guessed everything, but she was a non-taboo person, so she didn't ask any more, but said, "Then let's go and see for ourselves." ”