And Mo Yunye looked back, smiling at her, with lingering affection in his jade-like eyes, but it didn't seem to be full of love: "Don't worry, when I canonize you as the Queen of Heaven not long after the wedding, I will open my heavenly eyes for you and save you." A thousand years of spiritual power.”
"Okay, okay!" Qianhuafang was so satisfied that he stomped back to the house and sat there all bored and lazy all afternoon until late in the evening, when Lingxi left to prepare dinner for her, a When people are bored and worried, they feel itchy on a whim and want to take another sip of Zuiqianmi.
Therefore, the words "Misfortune comes from the mouth" came true in Luo Qianhua -
He picked up the wine jar thiefly, worried that Lingxi would come back suddenly, and found a hidden corner to huddle in. Then he carefully opened the lid, carefully raised his neck and poured it into his mouth, but unexpectedly, he poured it for a long time. My neck ached from leaning back, but there was still not a drop of wine dripping down to satisfy my craving.
Very puzzled! I remember clearly that I had clearly not finished the drink just now, and there was obviously a small jar left, at least three or two mouthfuls. Why is there not a drop left now? Is it because there is a mouse in Baihua Palace
Just when Qianhua was about to curse and run away, the wine jar suddenly spoke: "Calm down your anger! Don't throw me!"
This sudden person, who could only hear the sound but not see the person, was so frightened that Qianhua almost dropped the jar. Fortunately, Luo Qianhua, who always thought she was calm in dealing with things, quickly regained her composure. She held the wine jar and looked inside. While asking: "Which rat has drank all my wine and is still staying inside, refusing to leave, waiting for me to clean up?"
"I'm not a rat, I'm a devil!" The wine jar spoke again, and now I could hear it clearly. It was a girl with a shrill voice, and it sounded very familiar. It seemed that her voice was similar to that of Nangong Xiaoxiao from the devil world. There are three points of similarity.
"It's not similar, it's just that! I am Nangong Xiaoxiao!"
While Qianhua was making random guesses, the wine jar unexpectedly announced her home. Nangong Xiaoxiao would spy on people's hearts. Qianhua knew this, and it was obvious from this that his spiritual skills were still not as good as hers.
"Xiao Xiao, why are you in the jar? You drank all my Zui Qianmi!"
"How dare I drink something from the Demon Lord? It was Zui Qianmi who dissipated it on its own!"
"Why?"
"In order to hide the demon spirit in me and prevent it from being noticed by the gods in heaven, I have to sacrifice part of Zui Qianmi to cover my appearance and talk to you. This is the Demon Lord's idea; so after a while, I will hide myself in the jar. You must not drink the half of the wine you brought back, otherwise when I show up again, the demon spirit will be sniffed out by the gods without the help of Zui Qianmi."
"Aren't you invisible now? I can't see you at all."
"The wine jar is me!" Nangong Xiaoxiao was angry. With such a round wine jar in her arms, how dare she not see it
So Luo Qianhua was very happy and laughed so much: "Haha... Did the Demon Lord turn you into my wine jar?"
Nangong Xiaoxiao felt aggrieved: "Isn't it because of you? I want to be a silent jar."
"Why is it for me! Why did I invite you to share my wine?" Qianhua asked sharply, but Lingxi's footsteps could be heard outside the door.
"I'm going to be invisible first. Don't drink anymore!" Nangong Xiaoxiao left his last words, and then there was no more movement. Qianhua felt the jar in her hand sink slightly, and the half of Zui Qianmi did come back. It's a pity that it's better not to come back than to come back. The wine is in front of me, but I can't touch it. I'm hungry and thirsty like a thousand falling flowers. How can He De sit still in his arms? It’s clear that he suffered!
"Who were you talking to just now?" Lingxi came into the room with dinner and vaguely heard Qianhua's previous angry question, so she asked casually. (To be continued)