The whole sect is reborn

After going out, a row of carriages and horses stopped in front of the Si Family Courtyard. Obviously there were so many people coming and going, but because of the strict family rules, there was no sound during the movements.

Seeing Chu Hen come out, the head of the Si family, who had been waiting for him for a long time, immediately came over and took Chu Hen's hand with a smile on his face and a very warm look on his face.

"My child, I really don't want to lose sight of you for a moment. No, even though I know it's unreasonable, I still can't help but come to see you. Aren't you unhappy?"

"how come?"

Chuhen shook his head repeatedly. He knew that his uncle was doing good to him.

Seeing him like this, the head of the Si family breathed a sigh of relief. Then he looked at Zhu Fu and Li Feng who were walking towards them, and smiled kindly.

"I wonder if this immortal would be willing to ride in our carriage together?"

Taking a look at this row of gorgeous and exquisitely decorated carriages, Zhu Fu also found it interesting. Since she entered the path of cultivation, she has ridden in carriages very rarely. More often, as a monk, Zhu Fu prefers the kind of ride in the wind and clouds.

The comfortable feeling of walking through it, the feeling of freedom of rushing forward with just a spiritual sword under your feet, will never be forgotten by anyone who has experienced it once.

But people who go to Liucheng rarely fly around by themselves, preferring to ride in carriages. Although the carriages are also pulled by exotic horses, Zhu Fu is obviously more inclined to fly with a sword. However, if he follows the Romans in his country, Zhu Fu will not know how to fly.

Be the one who goes out of your way. So he nodded and followed Chuhen into the largest, most spacious and most luxurious carriage in the middle.

Just as soon as she entered, Zhu Fu's footsteps were a little sluggish. Without him, there was already someone in the carriage. As soon as she stepped into the carriage, several eyes fell on her indistinctly. This made Zhu Fu want to pretend.

It's impossible even if you haven't seen it.

This is a group of young and outstanding-looking young men and women. It is still early at this time, and there is some darkness outside. There is a fist-sized pearl on the top of the carriage, which emits bursts of warm light. No matter how it looks at this group of people, it is particularly special.

On outstanding young men and women.

It is said that beauty becomes more beautiful when you look at it under the lamp. It is indeed true. When this group of fat and thin men and women gather together and look at you, they do have a very lethal effect.

Moreover, these young monks have some indescribable similarities in appearance. If I have to say it, they are probably somewhat similar to the head of the Si family. Maybe they are all members of the same family.

Zhu Fu glanced at these young monks and didn't say a word. He just prepared to sit in the empty seat at the edge of the carriage. The young male monk who saw Zhu Fu about to sit down had a hint of surprise in his eyes and even turned aside.

He turned around and made way for Zhu Fu. But the head of the Si family greeted Zhu Fu attentively to sit on the main seat.

"Sir, come here, please sit down."

Chuhen was also sitting there, and Zhu Fu paused for a moment, and then walked over. It had to be said that the carriage was really spacious, and Zhu Fu could almost walk freely in it. But she didn't quite understand why so many people were crowded together and sitting there.

Is there anything to say about being on a carriage? There are obviously so many carriages outside, and judging by the atmosphere, there are not many people inside. Maybe these young people want to establish a relationship with the head of the Si family?

Slowly sitting down next to Chu Hen, Zhu Fu didn't like this scene very much, so he slowly closed his eyes and meditated, which caught the head of the Si family who was originally planning to talk to her a little off guard.

So he turned around and started joking with Chu Hen. However, Chu Hen's face looked a little uncomfortable. He knew that she had good looks, but she was not a top beauty. Being surrounded by so many cousins ​​at this time, they were all still

Being so outstanding and being a monk, Chuhen still inevitably feels a little inferior.

And Li Feng didn't follow him in. He met a monk who had a good relationship with the Si family, and the two started to establish a relationship. This resulted in Chu Hen having only Zhu Fu to rely on.

"Xiao Hen, are you getting used to these past few days? Are you feeling unwell? I have a new spiritual herb here, which is very useful for mortal bodies. The pharmacy will probably prepare it soon. I will give it to you when I get back...

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"Father, why are you so partial?"

At this time, a young male cultivator sitting next to Zhu Fu chuckled and sat up straight. He was sitting leaning against the wall of the carriage before, so he was not very conspicuous, but now he kept standing up, and his pure face was

It is particularly conspicuous under the pearlescent light.

There are so many people sitting here, including the masked Zhu Fu, but none of them are as good-looking as this young male cultivator. He is not old, probably in his twenties, and although he looks lazy at the moment

, but it did not damage his handsome appearance at all, and even added a bit of laziness.

Seeing this person speaking, Chuhen shouted with a somewhat complicated expression.

"Cousin Qingyu."

"good."

Si Qingyu glanced lazily at Chuhen, then at his father, not satisfied.

"My father only focused on looking for his cousin Chuhen, but he forgot about us brothers and sisters. I miss Xiaohen too. What should I do, father?"

The head of the Si family pretended to be angry.

"This is my own business. If you hadn't been training in seclusion before, I wouldn't have brought you out today. It's all thanks to Xiao Hen that you can rest for a few days. Why don't you quickly say thank you to Xiao Hen."

"Then I really want to thank Xiao Hen."

Si Qingyu stood up and gave Chu Hen a big salute with a solemn expression. He also stopped Chu Hen from trying to stop him.

"I didn't know my mother would do that before. She really shouldn't have done it. Xiaohen, please don't worry. My father has put my mother in solitary confinement. She will not leave the Buddhist temple for ten years."

"This, this is absolutely not allowed! Uncle, cousin, I'm actually fine. Don't do this because of those little things before. It will hurt your friendship."

Chuhen was a little at a loss. He actually had little interaction with this legendary cousin. After all, Si Qingyu, as the most talented young generation of the Si family, was almost certain to be the next head of the Si family. Not only because the head of the Si family was a parent and son.

His identity is also well-known among the younger generation. The distance between such a person and himself who cannot practice is so great that he cannot even feel jealous.

Seeing this cousin like this now, Chuhen was really at a loss.

But Si Qingyu was very solemn, and he just apologized to Chu Hen, and then sat back down in his seat. During this period, his loose robe accidentally slipped across the back of Zhu Fu's hand on his knee, and he pulled it back without caring.

The head of the Si family immediately blamed Si Qingyu.

"You kid, why are you so rude? This is the immortal who saved your cousin. Why don't you meet the immortal soon?"

Si Qingyu looked at Zhu Fu, who had his eyes closed, and carelessly fiddled with the belt in his hand. When he heard his father's scolding, he gave a cursory salute.

He knew about the existence of this immortal before he came here. But since no one wanted to talk to him, why bother with his hot face?