"Little spoon..."
Qingdi said: "If one day she knows that she is living by sucking your lifespan, will she suffer as much as you do?"
Shaozi was stunned, and Qingdi said again: "If she really thinks you are a mother, is she willing to go back to that dark place, or does she want to watch you die?"
Shaozi thought for a long time before nodding his head: "I'll go with you and go back to Jiuchongtian."
Emperor Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't want her to stay any longer: "I'll take you back first, and then come back and explain to Xin Niang and the others."
"Yeah." The spoon said again, "I want to tell the little spoon...you should lie. Or... erase her memory, let's erase it, so you won't be sad."
Emperor Qing agreed to her and called Qinglong.
Shaozi sat on Qinglong's head, staring blankly at the room where Little Shaozi slept. Qingdi shook her hand and said to Qinglong: "Let's go."
With a long roar, Qinglong flew towards the clouds. As soon as he swung his tail up, there was a loud noise on the ground, like the sound of wood cracking on fire. Shaozi was stunned for a moment, and looked down, only to see Taotiehou and Pixiu on the roof of the inn surrounded by strange mist, most of which disappeared in an instant, and the cinnabar mixed with ink rolled down, and the dripping place was like magma passing through, burning the inn The beams and columns were broken by the fire.
Shaozi was startled, the beasts hadn't completely melted away, once they all melted away, then...everyone!
Her mind went blank for a moment, before she could react, her body involuntarily rushed towards the inn that was already on fire, as if... some force was forcibly pulling her back.
Qingdi stretched out his hand to grab the spoon, but he only grabbed an inch of the corner of his clothes, and the pink and white shadow flew away. The touch on the fingertips seemed unreal, Qingdi was stunned for a moment, the movement of the spoon... almost passed him...
As a grass and tree demon, she is afraid of fire. She is very afraid. She was burned by Pixiu once before, and she knows that things that are hot like magma cannot be touched. Flying out, his head buzzed, almost shattering his eardrums. She jerked all over in pain, and immediately lost all strength.
In an instant, Emperor Qing had caught up with her, took her into his arms, and landed her firmly on Qinglong's head. Seeing that her face was pale and blood-colored, she stretched out her hand to breathe out for her, only to find that her body was very hot, hot for no reason.
The spoon shrank into his arms and trembled: "Scholar..."
Qingdi hugged her tightly, protecting her with Qi, and weakened the burning sensation on her body. With a wave of his long sleeves, the majestic and heavy rain poured down from the clear sky of Lang Lang: "It's okay, everyone will be fine."
Suddenly, when spring came, Nvwa came to her face like the wind, her expression was solemn, "This fire is very strange, someone can melt three divine beasts at the same time... What's wrong with the spoon?"
Qingdi lifted her up and stood in the air. The person in his arms became lighter and lighter, and when he looked down, just as he met Shao Lao's weak eyes, she disappeared into nothingness in his arms, and his hands were empty. His complexion changed suddenly, and again, the spoon almost disappeared when time and space were reversed. But now there is no smell of the Nine-Tailed Fox, that is to say, the reason why the spoon is so has nothing to do with the destruction of the formation, but another reason.
Can't help thinking, Qingdi flew to the inn. The sky-shattering whispered spell enveloped Zhuangyuan Town in an instant, and all the ghosts and ghosts who were watching the fire were frozen. When he saw Xin Niang and the others standing in front of the inn, he suddenly thought of the situation on November 1st, which was almost exactly the same.
"spoon!"
There is no smell of spoons around here, not even half a breath. Qingdi's face darkened, and he entered Xiaoshaozi's room. When I got to the bed, I saw her curled up into a ball, in great pain. As soon as he held her in his hand, before he could question her, he saw her slightly open her eyes, full of joy, and said in a trembling voice, "Daddy."
Qingdi paused, and looked around the room, but there was no sign of the spoon. He leaned over and picked her up, and walked out of the inn. Leaving the place still entangled by the flames, Little Spoon grabbed his clothes tightly: "Where's mother?"
Emperor Qing put her on the green dragon, grabbed her slender wrist, and said in a deep voice, "I should be asking you this question."
Little Spoon's face was pale: "I don't know... I feel very dizzy, and I seem to have returned to that dark place again."
"Where is that dark place?"
Little Spoon trembled and said, "I don't know..."
Emperor Qing handed her over to Nüwa, remembering the peony flower given to him by the spoon, he clenched his right hand tightly, and injected the aura of the peony flower in his palm into his heart.
Nuwa paused, and hugged the little spoon, for fear that she would disturb Qingdi. Injecting other people's aura into one's own mind, if there is a slight mistake, it will cost half his life. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, she couldn't figure out why he would do this, she couldn't figure it out at all.
When the blue shadow rushed to the bottom of the inn, Xiao Shaozi's head buzzed and his eyes flashed brightly. When Nu Wa noticed that something was wrong with her, the cold air suddenly dissipated, and the hand holding the small spoon ached. Thinking about it again, the little pink and white shadow has disappeared...
Spoon never knew why Little Spoon was so scared every time he talked about that dark and cold place, and now she understood. It's cold in here, very cold, and it's too dark to see. I turned a lamp in my hand, but I couldn't see the end, where the light illuminated was still a dark place.
"Scholar... Xin Niang, Sister Du? Fat Gourd?" The spoon called, but no one responded. If you know how long the road is, you won't feel palpitations. But walking aimlessly all the time made her afraid. She didn't know how she came here, she was clearly clutching the scholar's clothes, but she got here in the blink of an eye. The scholar must be very anxious, has Little Spoon been rescued, is the inn still burning, what happened to Xin Niang and the others.
Everything hurts the heart, and Shaozi's mood is even worse. He raised his breath and wanted to shake it away, but there was no movement at all.
After muttering angrily for a while, I heard the scholar's chuckle.
The spoon stamped its feet, and asked tentatively, "The shopkeeper?"
A hand has been stretched out from behind, wrapping around her shoulder blades, and wrapping around her body. The spoon fell back, the familiar breath made her have no resistance, she tried to look up, saw that handsome white face, turned around and hugged him, kissed him hard, her voice trembling: "Are you okay?"
Hearing Shao Zi's nagging voice, Emperor Qing felt that he was worrying too much, his family's Shao Zi was optimistic by nature, it's alright, why should he worry about it. This feeling of not being able to be relied on by her made her jealous again. From her trembling and cautious appearance, she knew that she was actually quite frightened. Finally he smiled and said, "Shouldn't I ask you this?"
"I disappeared suddenly, are you frightened? Didn't you look around?"
Emperor Qing finally understood why she asked such a question, and leaned over to kiss her soft lips, intoxicated while breathing. Silently thinking that this skill is really wonderful, and it will not be regarded as a pervert. No, the point is actually to pass the breath.
Spoon's legs were a little weak just now, but now they are much better. When the scholar leaves his lips, he still tries to step on his feet "Scholar Scholar".
Emperor Qing leaned over and picked her up, afraid that she would suddenly disappear again: "Good boy, go back and continue."
"I'll go by myself, I'm not tired."
"no."
The spoon ring hugged his neck and stopped making trouble. Before she could speak, Emperor Qing said, "Little Spoon is fine, everyone is fine, the fire in the inn has gone out."
"The fire is extinguished... I guess it won't return to its original state." Shaozi thought of the roof beams that had been burnt black at that moment, and burrowed into his arms again, "But it's good that everyone is okay. The inn... can still be rebuilt. "
"Hmm." What Qingdi is worried about now is not the inn's problem, but what happened today, which is mostly similar to what will happen in the next day. Could it be that the fate of the spoon had already changed before he changed his destiny
That is to say... Someone helped the spoon change its fate in advance
What he wants to change is November 1st, and Nuwa will never interfere. Besides, he never thought that there is someone he knows who is strong enough to change his fate.
Just another way of thinking, if that person manages to avoid a catastrophe for the spoon, then he doesn't have to suffer the catastrophe, he doesn't have to lose his memory, and he can continue to be with the spoon.
"Spoon." Emperor Qing exerted more strength, "Ready to go out."
The spoon clasped her hands tightly: "Be careful." She tried to keep her eyes wide open and be vigilant. If there is any danger, she should let go immediately, so as not to hinder the scholar.
One shock, two shocks.