The demons left Guixu and returned to the Demon Realm.
Qing Kui followed Wu Dai, just after walking a few steps, behind her, Xiao Feng coughed heavily: "Hey!"
Wu Dai turned back to stare at him, Qing Kui stopped in her tracks, and mocked Feng to catch up with her a few steps, but she couldn't find anything to say for a while. Qing Kui waited for a while, then asked, "What are you doing?"
The mocking wind raised his eyebrows: "You don't have anything to say to me?" No, when that reckless man volunteered, weren't you quite moved? Why is my attitude so cold? !
Qing Kui blushed, and said: "I... I will send you the elixir after I go back."
"That's about the same." The mocking wind blew, his blood cooled down, and he felt that he was at a loss, so he had to desperately pay back his money, and said, "Who knows if your words count? I'll go get it with you!"
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Demons, fall into the micro hole.
A dozen maids knelt in a row. Mozun Yanfang was dressed in a black robe with the Xingtian battle pattern embroidered with gold thread. The huge red gemstones are embedded in the exquisite texture, which is gorgeous and cold. On his hand was a bone ring polished from fairy bone, his eyes swept across the dusty vegetation in the small hole, and finally stared at the cobweb in the corner, his eyes gradually turned cold.
Finally, he stood in front of the old couplets and asked, "What happened?" His voice was also unspeakably cold, like a bloody blade.
The maids were trembling, unable to speak a word.
In the inner hall, Xue Qingxin's voice was soft and gentle, with indescribable charm: "I ordered it to go down, so why should the devil blame them?"
The murderous look in Mozun Yanfang's eyes gradually dissipated. He entered the inner hall and asked, "What's the purpose of this arrangement?"
In the inner hall, Xue Qingxin is sitting under the wood lotus, with a sheet of paper spread out in front of her, and she is painting. Hearing this, she kept writing, slowly sketching out a flourishing scene: "Your Majesty has not been here for a long time, I probably have fallen out of favor. A woman confined in the cold palace, naturally has to slowly adapt to this depression."
She didn't look up when she was talking, she held the wolf hair in her plain hand, and the gorgeous flowers bloomed under her fingers. Yan Fang walked up to her slowly and held her hand. Her fingertips were red hot, and when he held it in his hand, he felt that his heart was going to burn with it.
"But you haven't come for a few days, and you're full of complaints." He leaned over gently and smelled a faint fragrance.
Xue Qingxin withdrew her hand and said, "Whenever your lord comes, I won't have any complaints. But... if Yan Fang doesn't come for a few days, I... will miss you every day."
Yan Fang was slightly startled, and it took a long time before he sighed and said, "I have wronged you for so many years."
Xue Qingxin caressed the drawing paper on the table, and said, "Why do you say that? Look at this paper, it confines the flower, but it also protects it from withering." She slowly handed the pen to Yan Fang, "I am willing to do this for Yan Fang." Fang blooms in the pen."
Yan Fang took the Lang Hao, lightly tapped the cinnabar in the inkstone, and continued to paint carefully. He painted so seriously, as if he was carving a rare treasure.
—So he asked Xiaofeng to go to repair the words of Guixu, but he couldn't say anything. Xiaofeng is indeed the most suitable candidate for repairing and returning to the ruins. But this is the woman he loves the most, and just because she was once an immortal in the heaven, she was accused and guarded by the entire demon clan. He can only trap her in this small hole, and she can only complain to the outside world.
For so many years, she has never complained.
Even Xiao Feng, a dignified prince, was relegated to scout all the way and moved to the scout camp. From the beginning to the end, she just shook her head and lamented that he was not up to date.
How could such a woman deprive her only son again
The cinnabar on Yanfang's pen blooms on the paper. Suddenly, his hand holding the pen warmed up, but it was Xue who fell in love with his hand.
The wind caresses the wood lotus, bringing a burst of fragrance. Xue Qingxin said: "Your Majesty has something on her mind, so it's not suitable to paint."
She has always known him. Yan Fang felt a dull pain in his heart, Xue Qingxin asked with a smile: "Your Majesty obviously has something to say, but he couldn't bear to tell me. Is it... the demons decided to let Xiao Feng go to repair the seal of the ruins?"
Yan Fang's eyes were warm, and for the first time he didn't know how to open his mouth, even in the face of the gods.
Xue Qingxin smiled at the corner of her mouth, but there were tears in her eyes. "I knew it would come this day," she said.
Yan Fang finally said: "Qingxin, I owe you."
Xue Qingxin said: "Yes, Your Majesty betrayed me. I only have such a son. Since he was a child, the demons have never trusted him. Now, he is required to sacrifice himself to relieve the danger of the four worlds."
Yan Fang's body trembled, as if enduring pain.
Xue Qingxin slowly embraced him behind her, and put her forehead on his shoulder: "But I also know that Yan Fang will not betray me. If it is not a last resort, he will not make such a decision."
Yan Fang lowered his head, his lips touched her icy hands, water dripped down his cheeks, salty and bitter.
Xue Qingxin didn't look at it, but raised her thumb slightly to wipe away the tears on his face: "Xiaofeng is the son of your lord, he should share his father's worries." Her tears slid down the back of Yanfang's neck, "I As his mother, although my heart hurts, I know that at this moment, his father must be as heartbroken as me."
Yan Fang buried his face in her hands, Qi Chi's body trembled slightly.
Zhuoxin Island, like a mocking bandit, plundered Qingkui's pill.
Until Qing Kui has such a good temper, he can't help it. She said, "These are for High Priest Xiangliu, you don't need them at all."
The mocking wind snorted coldly: "How do you know if this seat is useful or not?"
Qing Kui whispered: "These..." She blushed, her voice became weaker, "It nourishes yin and strengthens yang."
"That's really unnecessary!" Xiao Feng quickly took out all these pills, put them aside, and then stuffed them with others.
Qing Kui had nothing to do with him, so she had to let him search.
Xiaofeng packed all these pills, and said: "Don't feel bad. Tomorrow, if I can't come back, you can go to the scout camp to get it back."
All Qing Kui's prejudice against him was suppressed at this moment. It was the first time she looked at the person in front of her so seriously. In Xiaofeng's eyes, there is no longer the carelessness of the past, and in those lavender pupils, there are layers of gentleness.
Qing Kui looked away in panic, but her heartbeat accelerated just by looking at each other.
Xiaofeng carried the medicine bag and said, "I'm leaving."
Qing Kui hummed, but the voice was weak, as if something happened to the two of them. She realized it, so her pretty face flushed, and her cheeks were like two burning clouds.
Xiaofeng walked to the door, turned back and said: "Look, I have never really gotten close to a girl in my life. How about you show kindness and let me..."
... Shameless! Qingkui's panic turned into anger, and she slammed the door shut.
Xiaofeng touched his nose that was almost flattened by the door, and said after a long time: "I won't let you even kiss me, what a blood loss!"
Qing Kui leaned her back against the door, and waited until he was far away before coming to the window. There was mist for miles outside the window, Xiaofeng carried the medicine bag and walked to the lake, waiting for the boat to pick it up. Qing Kui stood in front of the window, waiting until he boarded the boat, and finally submerged in the smoke.