In the wild and silent night, the moonlight is thin and the stars are hidden.
When Meng Qiqi woke up again, she was already lying in the arms of the black dragon, and the cold gold thread on his body smothered her face, causing some pain.
Heilong noticed the movement of the person in his arms and asked in a low voice, "Are you awake?"
"Ayan..." Meng Qiqi shouted in confusion, "Where are we going?"
"Go to the Wu clan to treat your eyes, but—" Heilong pinched her chin: "Who is Ayan?"
His clear voice made Meng Eqi shudder and awake, and the black dragon in front of her was closer to her than Sheng Jiayan's arrogant face. Meng Qiqi was speechless, is this a dream again
She originally planned to fight with the Dali Siqing's sister after falling into the water, and told her to have a taste of incomprehensible. Where did she want to enter Phoenix's dream again, and she didn't know how long she was going to sleep this time.
Meng Qiqi was speechless and fell into deep thought. And Heilong was very unhappy, and increased his strength: "Ask you."
She sighed in pain: "Ayan isn't that... isn't that the name I gave you in private!"
"name?"
Meng Qiqi smiled stiffly and forcibly defended: "Yes. It's always called the black dragon and the black dragon. It's really ugly. So I gave you a nice name, Ayan!"
"Ayan—" Heilong lowered his head and pondered twice: "Why?"
"You are the emperor in the wild, the most talented person in the wild, so it is very appropriate to use the word Yan to match you."
Heilong frowned at her for a while, then pressed her head back to his chest: "Sleep a little longer."
At this time, the night was very deep.
The wildness is impermanent in all seasons. A gust of west wind whistled past, and a goose-feather-like snow suddenly fell outside the car window, followed by clumps of velvet flowers the size of a bowl. The temperature dropped sharply, the cold air flowed through the compartment, and a layer of clear ice crystals formed on the window edge.
Meng Eqi, who was resting, shuddered violently and shrank into Heilong's arms.
Heilong lowered his eyes and stared for a moment, then stretched out his hand to loosen the placket of his clothes, and sent Meng Eqi into his arms. Meng Qiqi's hair was sticking to his chest, as if it was gently swayed in his heart lake, showing a strange softness. Heilong smoothed the few strands of blue silk on her forehead with his fingertips, and unconsciously stretched his brows.
"Emperor, it's snowing outside, I have a quilt, do you want to take one?" Buxin watched the snake, pretending that I didn't understand anything, and silently swallowed the second half of the sentence, turned around, and said He took out a quilt from the bag and draped it silently over his shoulders. He wrapped himself into a silkworm cocoon with only one head exposed, feeling like the snowflakes flying outside.
Emperor Zun has someone hugging him, he really misses the peacock demon.
The Golden Crow soars, and the first ray of morning light tore through the long and silent darkness of the wilderness. A blue edge gradually appeared all around, the snow had already stopped, and the temperature had picked up. Meng Qiqi stuck his head out of the warm clothes, squinted and yawned, awakening the black dragon, who had closed his eyes. He opened his eyes, Glancing at him, he was surprised that he had fallen asleep.
Heilong stretched out his hand and threw Meng Eqi, who was leaning over his chest, ready to fall asleep again, to the side. Lord Emperor Zun straightened the front of his clothes, dusted off unnecessary dust on his body, straightened his back, and sat down in a serious manner.
Meng Qiqi opened his eyes and saw this scene. In the dust of sunlight, the book in front of Sheng Jiayan had been opened for the most part, and his slender and well-boned fingers were holding a page of paper. The chiseled profile looks like a layer of gold edging, shining brightly in the dimly lit carriage.
"Then what—" Meng Qiqi tilted her head and twitched for a while. Just when she was about to remind Heilong to take the book down, there was a sudden surge of extremely strong spiritual power outside the car. , abruptly pushed the ghost car away from the original route, and immediately, the entire carriage vibrated violently, Meng Eqi slammed into the roof of the car, and thumped onto Heilong's leg.
"Undeliberate disaster!" She held her head: "Who is so wicked..."
Heilong lifted the curtain of the car and looked out, then frowned, and there was a hint of disgust in his expression, he said coldly: "It's the action of the God of Fortune."
mascot!
Meng Eqi stepped out of the car window. In front, four Qingluans pulled the magnificent long car of the God of Fortune and drove away from the dust. At the car dealership, the large and colorful petals of the bowl fell, and the whole film was covered with a strong fragrance of flowers. It rushed into her nose, so frightened that she hurriedly lowered the curtain of the car, and sneezed twice before she was relieved.
The snake spirit scolded with orchid fingers on his hips outside, "The people who eat inside and outside have the face to come back now! Bah! After changing the master, I forgot how generous the emperor used to treat you, and he dared to surpass our carriage. Too much!"
"What does God of Fortune come to do? Isn't it true that the wild can't come and go at will?"
Heilong's face was indifferent: "The God of Fortune went out of the wilderness, and can naturally come back at will. She is probably looking for the Wu clan this time. Snake spirit, keep up with her, we can know the exact location of the Wu clan."
The walking tour of the God of Fortune stopped between the two mountains. Although it was in a hurry, there was a lot of pomp. A number of beautiful and colorful entourages came down with clean pots and incense burners in their hands. The colorful, fragrant wind, and the petals of different colors decorate this uninhabited land like the back garden of the Temple of Fortune.
The accompanying maid eagerly lifted the gold-painted curtain, and made a lifting motion with her palm facing upwards. After a while, a hand as flawless as ice and snow stretched out in a majestic manner.
The God of Fortune came out with the help of the maid. She was wearing a long skirt of unknown texture, which was as light as a mist, which outlined her slender figure meticulously. Her face was covered by silver tassels, embellished with petals the size of your thumbs. There is also a pleasant bell ringing.
However, before she could stand still, five people with fat hands and feet jumped out of the carriage, jumping in front of her.
The God of Fortune disliked them being noisy, he waved his sleeves and took Wufu Boy into his pocket, and calmly helped his hair and temples: "The fat guys who get in the way."
"Follow." Following Heilong's command, the ghost car smashed through the stratus clouds majestically and landed on the ground not far away.
Seeing the group of them, God of Fortune paused for a moment on Meng Qiqi, then raised his white neck proudly, and made a 'hum'.
The snake spirit sneered: "Isn't this the big red man in the court, the god of good fortune, why do you have time today to come to our place where birds don't shit?"
Meng Qiqi was very guilty when she saw the God of Fortune, but it seemed that the God of Fortune didn't know her now, so she laughed dryly: "As the saying goes, we are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away."
Heilong walked away from them without squinting, and Snake Jing and Meng Qiqi hurriedly chased after them.
There is a mansion in the valley, which looks like a house in the world.
The lake is surrounded by corridors, the mountains are bright and the moon is full of moon, and the autumn waters are of the same color. When you are in it, it is quite graceful and graceful as a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.
This Wu clan leader can really enjoy life, and it is not worse than Meng Mansion.
Meng Qiqi and his party gathered around the table to drink tea and enjoy the scenery, but out of the corner of the eye, the God of Fortune was silently fascinated by Shui Zhaoying. Just thinking about what made the beauty sad, she heard her muttering to herself: "Closing the moon and embarrassing flowers, sinking fish and falling geese, it's just that, I really have to be awakened by myself every time."
Meng Qiqi: "..." Why didn't she discover that the God of Fortune had narcissistic attributes before!
After waiting for a long time, the leader of the Wu clan was late.
The God of Fortune and his entourage have set up colorful tents under the tree, lit incense burners, and set up a white jade table. The God of Fortune sat down with the help of a maid. Tea was boiled in a red clay stove, and tea sets and snacks were prepared by themselves. Secret recipe special dessert. Lucky God didn't forget to wave his sleeves and let out the five suffocated lucky boys for them to enjoy with him.
The scent was particularly appealing, and Meng Eqi swallowed her saliva. However, the God of Fortune gently put down the teacup, flicked his fingers, and instantly erected a barrier to separate the inside and outside, obviously not intending to share it with everyone.
... I really can't see how arrogant and arrogant the character of God of Fortune was in the past. Meng Eqi was very doubtful about how God of Fortune could endure.
She was hungry herself, and pushed the black dragon who was standing beside the old god with her hand: "Ayan, I'm hungry too."
In the end, it was the dessert that the Wu people used to entertain people. It was too cold and mixed with a cup of tea. There were two pieces of tea floating at the bottom of the cup. , it is difficult to be full.
Heilong heard the words and glanced at the snake spirit. The latter took the Qiankun bag from his belt, reached in and took out two, and took out a sesame flatbread.
"I was in a hurry when I left, so I only brought this." Snake said.
Meng Eqi poked his fingertips, it was so hard...
"Ayan, dry food doesn't mean it literally, it's hard and dry, how should I eat it?"
Heilong raised his eyebrows noncommittally: "Then you can bear it, go back and eat again."
The snake spirit smiled and twisted the water snake's waist, and mysteriously took out another package from his sleeve: "Phoenix, since you don't eat cake, you should eat this..."
"What is it!?" Meng Eqi looked at the package in surprise, with the names of the pastries lined up in her eyes.
"Naturally it's my favorite, the dried rat made by the snake family!" The snake spirit opened the package, and a few mice were lying there slumped there. Yes, this is…”
Meng Eqi's stomach rolled for a while, and finally leaned on the table and said nothing.
Snake Jing gave her a white look: "Thank goodness I'm willing to share it with you, I don't even want Peacock Jing at all!"
He swallowed the rat dry in two or three times, and even instigated his own fingers.
Lucky God just finished eating, and when she opened the curtain and saw this scene, Jiaoli's face immediately turned blue and purple.
"A group of monsters and monsters!" The God of Fortune lowered the curtain heavily and snorted coldly.