As the night faded, and at dawn, Tian Yao slowly opened his eyes.
In the distance, the sound of birdsong came to the ears, which was very fresh and seemed to wash away the darkness and darkness of the night. There was an itchy feeling on his face, he reached out and wiped it lightly, but it was a strand of blue silk.
Looking along the long hair, he saw Yanhui's smooth chin. The warm sunlight sprinkled on her face in the early morning made her whole person look reassuringly warm.
She leaned back against the tree, her head was slightly tilted back, her mouth was open, and she was breathing evenly, indicating that she was sleeping in a quiet dream. Tian Yao was startled, sat up, looked left and right, and found that he had just slept on Yanhui's legs for the whole night.
The movement of his getting up woke Yan Hui, who grabbed his hand in the air first, and grabbed his palm almost subconsciously: "What's wrong? It hurts again?"
Tian Yao looked at Yan Hui's hand, and looked up at her again quietly.
After staring at Yan Hui with her sleepy eyes for a long time, Yan Hui finally regained her senses: "Is it dawn?" She rubbed her eyes, "It's the end of the tossing."
She stretched and wanted to stand up, but as soon as she moved her leg, she groaned, then hugged her leg and didn't speak again. Seeing her like this, Tian Yao silently turned around and squatted down with her back to her: "Come up."
Yanhui looked at his broad back and was stunned, but he didn't show any kindness to him. He climbed onto his back and wrapped around his neck. When Yanhui's wrist went around Tian Yao's neck, Tian Yao inadvertently saw the dried blood on her wrist and the messy wound that Yanhui bit himself.
His throat choked and he said nothing.
After putting Yan Hui back on his back, Tian Yao took steady steps and walked back slowly.
Yan Hui lay on his shoulders, which had become broad enough, and couldn't help but be a little absent-minded: "Last night at the Qiuyue Festival..." The words started, and she was still thinking about how to say it so as not to touch Tian Yao's wound. Yao picked up the conversation.
"scared?"
"That's not enough." Yan replied, "It's just... Do you do this at this time of year?"
"It used to be uglier."
Yan Hui heard the words, but it was difficult to speak again for a while. She only remained silent for a long time and touched Tianyao's head from behind: "It will be fine, just wait until you find Long Xin. Soon."
She stroked his head with her palm, softer than any spring breeze that Tian Yao had blown over the past thousand years.
So he lowered his eyelids and softened his eyes under the comfort of her that was not at all comforting.
Although it is autumn, but there is no coldness in the heart.
When Tian Yao was carrying Yanhui to the front of Zhuli Mansion, he happened to meet Zhuli who was dressed more formally than usual. But seeing Tianyao carrying Yanhui back on his back, Zhuli, who was rushing out, stopped abruptly: "What's the matter?" He asked, "I didn't see you two at Qiuyue Festival last night, but now you're here? Yan Hui, are you more seriously injured?"
Yan Hui lied without changing his face: "I meditated for a long time last night, and my legs are numb."
Hearing this sentence, Tian Yao's expression froze for a moment, and the base of his ears felt a little hot involuntarily. He coughed lightly, glanced at Zhuli, and rarely took the initiative to ask Zhuli, "Why are you dressed like this?"
This question accurately diverted the topic, Yan Hui also looked at him up and down: "You nine-tailed fox clan also learned the appearance of that mortal and started to go to court?"
"There's no court meeting in Qingqiu." Zhu Li glanced at her, "Today my imperial sister is back in Qingqiu, and we all have to see her."
Yan Hui raised her eyebrows: "Your imperial sister?"
"My eldest uncle's daughter, she has been in the Central Plains all these years. By the way, there is a dinner party in the palace today..." As he was talking, a trumpet sounded in the distance, and the old servant behind Zhuli urged: "Little ancestor , it's too late!"
"Understood." Zhu Li said, "I'll go first. Remember to come to the dinner party!" Before he had time to look at the two again, he rushed over with his old servant in a hurry.
Yan Hui pondered for a while, and the daughter of Uncle Zhuli was not the daughter of their demon prince. Why have people with such an identity been in the Central Plains all these years? And it hasn't been discovered yet, so he must be someone with great means.
And now people who have been staying in the Central Plains like this have all returned to Qingqiu. Come to think of it, the last time the demon clan crossed the triple mountain must have brought a lot of shock to the cultivators. The situation in the Central Plains is very unstable...
When she got the room, Tian Yao just put Yan back on the bed, Yan turned her eyes and saw the "Yao Fu" that she was in a hurry to go out yesterday and threw it on the bed. Her eyes lit up, but she didn't wait for Tian Yao to straighten up. When he came to his waist, Yan Hui grabbed his arm and held it tightly, as if he was afraid that he would run away.
As soon as Tian Yao raised his eyes, he saw that Yan Hui took the demon gift and stared at him: "You promised to teach me to practice this mind method?"
Tian Yao was silent for a moment: "Are your muscles and bones connected?"
"It's not completely good, but you can start practicing Qi."
Tian Yao grabbed Yanhui's arm with a backhand, squeezed it twice, and then nodded: "It's time to start practicing Qi, tomorrow..."
"No, start now." Yan Hui interrupted him, "I can't wait for a moment."
"it is good."
Tian Yao took the Demon Fu and turned the first page. After Shen Xin studied it, he asked, "Have you read this book?"
"seen it already."
"Where do you not understand?"
The two of them discussed the time gradually, until it was getting dark again, Huan Xiaoyan broke through the window, jumped in, and shouted loudly, "It's time to eat, Zhuli told you two to go to dinner!"
At the right time, Yanhui was meditating on the bed. Her breath had just run through her body for a whole week. She opened her eyes and ignored Xiaoyan. She just said to Tian Yao, "I feel that the meridians are going retrograde, is this right?"
"The reason why you feel that the meridians are retrograde is based on the standard of cultivating immortals in the past. What you have to do now is to forget everything in the past."
Yan Hui was stunned, but at this time it was inappropriate to think of the past ten years when Ling Xiao guided her to cultivate her immortality. In his voice, he was forced to return to God.
"Hungry." Yan Hui stood up, "Let's go and meet the banquet of their nine-tailed fox clan."
This is the second time that Yan Hui has come to the mountain where the Qingqiu King is located since he saw the Qingqiu King last time.
Different from the ethereal and ethereal atmosphere before, there is a little more festivity among these giant trees tonight. The little foxes hold red fruits in their mouths, some eat happily in their holes, and some push the fruits to roll around.
Yan Hui and Tian Yao were led all the way into the giant wooden palace where the King of Qingqiu was located.
The door opened, and the huge tree was still empty, but there were many positions on the inside of the tree wall in sequence, until the top, Yanhui wanted to look up, but when he saw the huge tree, there were spells outlining every three feet above the tree wall. It is a transparent platform for the demon dancers to sing and dance, and for the people of all demons present to watch.
The higher the level, the more exquisite the singing and dancing, until the top, only people from the Nine-Tailed Fox clan can get involved.
The leader took Yanhui and Tianyao around the aisle that circled inside the giant tree and walked to the top floor. Passing each floor, all the monsters looked at them with curious eyes, but more were still there. Look at Tianyao.
The thousand-year-old demon dragon, if it is not doomed, may be a figure comparable to the Qingqiu country lord. Among the demon clan that eats the weak, no one is interested in him.
Tian Yao's eyes didn't look sideways, he just walked forward with his own eyes, as if he didn't care about anyone.
Yan Hui looked around behind him. She was not paying attention when she was walking, and she didn't notice for a while. In the end, she accidentally stumbled. When she fell forward, Tian Yao was faster than Huan Xiaoyan, who followed behind Yan Hui. He stepped out and held her.
Obviously... His eyes didn't fall on her.
Approaching the top, the servant politely led Huan Xiaoyan away and asked her to go to the lower floor to play. Yan Hui and Tian Yao stepped onto the platform of the highest floor.
However, taking one step to the upper level, the field of vision is widened immediately, and the entire Qingqiu including the triple mountain in the distance can be seen in the bottom of my eyes, and the stars above my head are as close as they can be picked up.
All the nine-tailed foxes who held the power of this demon race were present. Tian Yao only nodded to the Qingqiu King who was sitting on the main seat, and then no matter who else was staring at him, he just walked to the side and sat down in the empty seat.
Yan Hui originally wanted to follow him to the side, but she was completely stunned when her eyes fell on the man beside Qingqiu King.
That person is different from Qingqiu Guoai's nine-tailed fox in white. She wears a red robe and is dazzling.
"Xian..." Yan Hui murmured in disbelief, "Xiange?"
Although her voice was soft, but what kind of people were present, she naturally heard the name she blurted out in her ears. Everyone looked at the two of them with interest. The eldest prince of Qingqiu Kingdom had a strong voice, breaking the silence: "It's a coincidence that the little girl and Miss Yanhui are old acquaintances?" He laughed, "Xiange, don't do it. Father, how did you know this girl Yanhui?"
String song…
She turned out to be the daughter of the Crown Prince of Qingqiu, the elder sister of Zhuli, the woman who has been staying in the Central Plains and has great means...
Yan Hui was stunned for a moment.
But seeing Xiange sitting there, she smiled lightly, her eyebrows hooked: "Miss Yanhui was disguised as a man and molested a little girl in the Central Plains. She was teasing her, but she became familiar with her teasing."
When she said this, everyone present laughed.
Xiange looked at Yanhui with a sigh and a smile: "I heard that Yan had returned to Qingqiu early on. I thought that I might be able to meet this time, but unexpectedly it was in this situation... Yanhui." She called her, The smile was a little helpless, "You are so surprised, but you blame me for being in the Central Plains and hiding the truth from you?"
Hearing her question, Yan Hui was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "There's nothing to complain about, you never hurt me."
Not only did it not hurt her, but it also helped her a lot.
After getting her answer, Xian Ge smiled, and gave Yan Hui a glass of wine from afar: "Yan Hui always has a big heart." After drinking, she stopped talking. In such an occasion, it was really inconvenient to say any more. Talk a lot.
Yan Hui silently walked to Tian Yao's side and sat down.
She kept thinking about the past in her mind, and she actually thought about it. The place that Xiange used to be mysterious, but now she has this status, and it's a matter of course - why can she give Tian Yao a breathless sachet so easily? And why is it so stunningly beautiful.
It's all because she is a nine-tailed fox demon.