Regardless of the thousands of speculations in the hearts of the people below, Sikong Huang is also full of paste, what is this doing with a smile?

As soon as his eyes turned, Sikong Xiao was making all kinds of grimaces at Sikong Huang, tearing down his eyelids for a while, pulling down his eyebrows for a while, and twitching the corners of his mouth from time to time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Just after Sikong Xiao stuck out her tongue for the tenth time and rolled her eyes for the eighth time, she finally gave up...

Tired and slumped on the table, Sikong Xiao reached out and rubbed his sore cheeks, why is it so difficult for Sister Huang to smile?!

Thinking of this, Sikong Xiao couldn't help but raise his head and look at the people in the air resentfully, and his eyes were a little wet because of sleepiness.

Feeling Sikong Xiao's accusatory eyes, although Sikong Huang was confused, he couldn't help but chuckle when he looked at someone's loveless little face.

"Wow..."

God is pitiful, Sikong Huang finally laughed!

This smile is like a glacial lake turning into a pool of spring water, like a snowy ridge giving birth to thousands of flowers, this laugh... Beauty does not eat the fireworks of the world, beauty intoxicates everyone's eyes, and also intoxicates everyone's hearts.

There is a painting case in the crowd, and a scholar wearing a square scarf is hanging his head and waving, it is the Qiu Feiye who portrayed Sikong Huang into the bones with a few strokes and black ink and white paper.

At this moment, his eyes lit up, and the white paper that he had been waiting on the painting case all night was finally stained with ink.

It is this smile that is the smile that wants to freeze it in the pen, this laugh, he will not be too long for a lifetime!

The crowd fell silent for another moment, and they didn't come back to their senses until the person and the phoenix disappeared into the moonlight, but only a cold moon hung high in the reckless sky.

This night... is destined to be imprinted in everyone's hearts, Sikong Huang's smile is afraid that it will pour out the hearts of the people in the world.

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"Ah, where are you going?"

Wan Gu shouted, a hand that had just been stretched out hung in front of him, and the pale blue thunder light in the sky was finally getting farther and farther away.

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"Sikong Xiao, are you going to find your sister?"

There was an inquiry from the evil spirit in the sea of knowledge, and Sikong Xiao, who was flying in the air at great speed, nodded, with some worry in his expression, "Si Huang didn't fly in the direction I requested." ”

"Emperor Feng seems to have come to investigate the details of the Four Kingdoms this time, according to your opinion, does he have the heart to compete with the Four Kingdoms?"

Hearing the evil spirit's words, Sikong Xiao's heart tightened, this is something she hasn't wanted to think about all along...

After being silent for a while, Sikong Xiao finally spoke: "If it's him, there is." ”

"And what are you going to do?"

Sikong Xiao tugged at the corners of his mouth and chuckled: "Just play, he understands and I understand." ”

The evil spirit in the sea smiled apologetically and said softly, "That's my trouble. ”

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Sikong smiled at the thunder, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a thousand miles in an instant, but even so, the fragrance of the clear lotus in the air was still far away.

"The demon world is not far away. "Evil Spirit Dao.

Looking at the several high and rising peaks in front of her, a faint cold light flashed under Sikong Xiao's eyes, past this mountain range, outside is the territory of the demon world, she didn't realize that the world and the demon world are only separated by a short mountain range.

"Whew... Call... Ahh

The whistling north wind blew past his ears, Sikong Xiao's body shook and immediately sneezed, unconsciously lowered his head to look at the thin light veil on his body, and muttered in his heart, is summer going to pass so soon?

Flying down on the highest mountain in the group of mountains, Sikong Xiao saw Sikong Huang leaning under the tree on the top of the mountain, she was sitting on the ground, her snow-white dress was spread all over the ground, her long black hair was messy by the wind, and it was really indescribably poignant surrounded by the moonlight.

What is Sister Huang doing?

Sikong smiled and blinked her eyes suspiciously, lifted her skirt and walked over quietly, she was relieved when she got closer, Sister Huang seemed to be sleeping...

Suddenly, another strong wind struck, and Sikong Xiao, who was standing against the wind, was blown forward by the strong wind and staggered forward several steps, and then sneezed uncontrollably several times.

Sister Huang is really good at picking a place, and the most she can do is sleep on a big roof tree or something... Sister Huang is good, she ran to the top of this snowy mountain to sleep all of a sudden, the wind is strong and cold, and she can still sleep...

Raising his head and looking around, except for a group of jagged strange rocks and brown soil covered with snow, Sikong Xiao could only shrink his shoulders and walk to the top of the mountain to the only big tree that could shelter from the wind.

In the past few days, Sister Huang is afraid that she hasn't slept well...

Squatting down and looking at Sikong Huang, who was breathing slowly, she leaned on the edge of the big tree that she didn't know how many years she had lived, using the intertwined roots as a pillow, sleeping like a baby and unguarded.

Involuntarily pursed his lips, Sikong Xiao reached out and picked up the dead leaves that fell between Sikong Huang's hair, and taught others not to be vigilant... I slept so hard, and I wasn't afraid of meeting bad people this big night.

Xu is aware of the abnormal movement, Sikong Huang's eyelids trembled uneasily, seeing that the people under him had some signs of waking up, Sikong smiled and twisted his body and sat down against the big tree.

Turning her head to think about it, she gently reached out and moved Sikong Huang's head from the hard trunk to her lap.

Lowering his head and leaning next to Sikong Huang's ear, Sikong smiled and said softly: "Sister Huang, sleep well." ”

"Hmm..."

The slightly open red lips hummed softly involuntarily, and I didn't know that I heard my voice in my dream from time to time, Sikong smiled and sighed when he saw this, and leaned lazily towards the big tree.

"How do you feel?"

The evil spirit came out of the sea of consciousness, his body seemed to be much more condensed than before, and at this moment he was standing on the edge of the cliff with his hands in his hands, and the black pearlescent robe on his body was blown by the wind in the air, and the whole person seemed to be about to take off.

Sikong smiled and glanced at the evil spirit, "I feel... It's cold... Pander to... Sneeze!"

"Ugh..."

The evil spirit sighed, looking back at Sikong's smiling face with some helplessness.

"Can't you just use your Hellfire?"

“……”

Sikong smiled and lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Seeing this, the evil spirit was a little strange, and turned around and walked to Sikong Xiao's side, "What's wrong?"