not good, immortal

Chapter 126 Xiaohe
Seeing the girl's bright eyes, one must ask why.

Lu Jun was too lazy to bother with her about the name, so she said vaguely.

"Northeast."

"Northeast? Is it Longzhou?"

Fenghe only has the boundary of Xihuang in his mind, and the rest, um, I don't know.

Lu Jun looked over helplessly. The fair face of the beautiful banshee was full of searching eyes. Her eyes were like amber washed in a deep lake, and her lips were like gems that could not be melted by flames. Unlearned.

It seems that not only does he not understand the five elements, but he also does not learn geography very well.

Probably not a bad guy either.

Thinking about it this way, Lu Jun felt much more relaxed.

"Hmm." He replied casually.

Now living in Longzhou, it can be regarded as being wrong.

The banshee nodded, and said "Oh" again with a protracted ending.

Then the figure disappeared for a moment, leaving only a sentence in the wind, "Xiaobai, don't run!"

It made Lu Jun's mind a little messy, who is Xiaobai?
He looked at the blurred reflection in the stream, and there seemed to be some mud on his face, so he squatted down again and started to wash again.

After a while, there was a rustling sound in the forest.

I saw the young fairy pull the little white deer back, and said in her mouth, "I'm taking you out to play, you are not allowed to go back and complain."

Lu Jun turned around to look.

The white deer looked weary, lowered its head and let out a soft cry twice, and came over with a pair of resentful deer eyes.

How come you look familiar?

It is indescribably similar to the one used by Goddess Zhaohui to pull the deer cart.

Feng He didn't care about the strange eyes of the other party, raised his hand to condense a ray of brocade, tied the white deer to a tree by the stream, and continued to chatter, "Then what are you doing in Longzhou?"

"Uh... raising iron beasts." There is nothing to say about this.

"Ah, the iron-eating beast is so cute!" I heard that it resembles a cat and a bear. It looks black and white, and its appearance is extremely cute.

"Well, it's also very edible." Lu Jun echoed casually.

"Then can I take one back as a mount?" The banshee seemed really interested and approached again.

Lu Jun suddenly felt that she smelled very good, and the indescribable soft fragrance was wrapped with a few traces of the clear spirit of the mountains.

Yes, it is still very different from the fairies I met before.

but.

"...Of course not." Lu Jun refused sternly.

"Oh, well." It seems that going through the back door is useless.

The iron-eating beast looks stupid and cute, but its combat power is amazing. The master said that it used to be a mount that only the god of war could use, and it is not her turn to get involved.

Feng He looked at the young man's face in surprise, squatted down beside him, took out the soft handkerchief again, soaked in the stream water, wrung out the water, and finally reached out to help him wipe his face.

"..." Lu Jun looked at the oncoming soft handkerchief, and didn't know whether to refuse it.

Just when he was in a daze, the banshee wiped his face all over, and then said in admiration: "You are also very good, you can't wash your face clean, how did you grow so big?"

Hearing this, Lu Jun's washed face was finally covered with crimson.

He was born to take care of the cleansing of the face, he is indeed not good at it, and the sun palace has always been spotless, so it is difficult to fall into this situation.

But now he can't say these words.

"It's okay, sister can teach you." Fenghe is very interested in teasing people, seeing his embarrassment, he smiled sweeter than before.

"elder sister?"

"I should be older than you, of course you have to call me elder sister." Feng He has not yet learned how to control water, casually hangs a soft handkerchief on the white deer's horns, turns his head, and said aggressively.

"..."

"Is it so hard to be called a sister?" Feng He blinked, relying on the support of her master and a group of senior brothers and sisters, she has lived a long time in this Western Wilderness as a king, and encountered one or two unconvinced It's quite difficult.

"..." It was really hard for Lu Jun to speak.

"Forget it, forget it, then you should be called Xiaohe." Feng He waved his hand, anyway, he has already succeeded in getting a nickname now, and it is not beautiful to be strong.

"Small river?" Lu Jun lowered her head and glanced at the cheerfully rushing stream under her feet.

"It's Xiaohe, Xiaohe! It's the seedling's grass." Fenghe was a little annoyed that he hadn't learned a few more literary expressions, such as Congyu, which sounded very grand.

Lu Jun didn't think too much about it.

He Miao, he knows.

When it is young, it is a tender green branch and leaf. When it grows up, it can produce food for the people to eat.

It is a very intentional name.

"Well, it sounds good." Lu Jun nodded.

"right?"

Hearing what he said, whether it was true or false, Feng He had a smile on his face.Little did he know that this casual smile, in the eyes of the young man in front of him, penetrated into his heart like spring wind turning into rain.

"Yeah." It seems to be a good match with Xiaotu.

Thinking of this, Lu Jun felt a little strange, why should he care about matching or not matching?

"Then can you take me to see the Iron Eater?"

Xiaohe's voice pulled him back from his chaotic thoughts, only to see the young fairy blinking her big eyes and greeted her faintly, with a hint of coquettishness in her purity.

Fairies... are they all like this?
Lu Jun took another step back. This time, she stepped on a bluestone, so she didn't slip.

He stabilized his mind and shook his head, "Not today."

This time it was Feng He's turn to frown, disappointed, "Why?"

"I..." I haven't domesticated the iron-eating beast yet, so I'm so disgraced now.

Lu Jun's lips moved, but she couldn't speak in front of Xiaohe no matter what.

He had some doubts in his heart, where did this inexplicable self-esteem come from?

"Forget it, it's fine, we don't have enough time today." Feng He glanced at the white deer tied to the tree, "Goddess Zhaohui came to visit Master's cave, and she should leave in an hour and a half... "

She stroked her ears and hair, counting the time with her fingers.

Seeing her indifferent appearance, Lu Jun was speechless, she really is the white deer of Goddess Zhaohui.

That Goddess Zhaohui is very precious to her white deer, except for Shi Yunbuxia who is driving a deer cart, but she always asks many immortals to keep the white deer in the shrine.

now……

He glanced at the resentful Bailu, then at Xiaohe who didn't care.

But at least it can be confirmed that the master of this banshee should have a strong background, and the relationship with the Sun Yu clan is not bad.

There was a smile on the teenager's face, which was really nice.

"Huh? What are you laughing at? I'm leaving, are you happy?" Feng He pretended to be angry.

She counted the time, turned her head, and saw the unexplained expression on the young man's face, feeling very uncomfortable.

"No, no." Lu Jun explained.

He cursed in his heart, how did she connect the two things?

"Oh, then do you want to take me to see the iron-eating beast?" Feng He took off the brocade that tied the white deer, still not forgetting to look back and joke.

It seems that this is her usual style.

"I really can't do it today." Although Lu Jun refused, she blushed inexplicably.

"Okay, okay, I'm kidding you." Feng He turned over and rode on the deer, holding his head up, with a heroic appearance, "I will go to Longzhou to find you in a few days."

After speaking, without waiting for Lu Jun's answer, she drove away with a white deer.

Perhaps he forgot that there were still things hanging on the antlers, and when the mountain wind blew, the square soft handkerchief fell from the air lightly, fluttering, and happened to float in front of Lu Jun.

He dazedly reached out and grabbed the soft handkerchief into his arms. The water on it had already dried up, and the muddy water had already been washed away in the stream, with no traces visible.

Lu Jun looked at the soft handkerchief, and silently recited the name in her heart.

Xiaohe?

(End of this chapter)