Fang Qi looked back and saw that there were already a lot of vegetables on the ground, he frowned, as if he also felt middle two, and laughed dryly before withdrawing from the vegetable garden.

"Alright?" the child asked, looking up.

Fang Qi nodded silently, and then picked the dishes for the coming week.

Hongyuan picked up the dish and walked forward, Fang Qi slowly followed behind, so slow that it was almost comparable to a snail, Hongyuan took two steps, looked back, and then stopped and waited for him.

Fang Qi pursed his lips, I don't know what's going on, there is always a feeling that Hongyuan is going to go through a thousand hardships and dangers in the next moment, so that he will shrink his hands and feet, and procrastinate in what he does uncontrollably, trying to try to prolong the things he is doing at hand and make him feel safe and harmless for a while longer, and a little more peaceful.

But......

What should come will come.

Fang Qi took a deep breath, strode after the child, looked at him as if he was looking at a child who was about to take the college entrance examination, rubbed his face, and reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said, "I'll cook today and make you something to eat." "One is to cheer up, and the other is to practice.

Soon I came to a bamboo house, which was also the kitchen.

When the cultivation of the powerful monk has reached a certain height, he can fast and open the valley, without eating, and only need to take the pill regularly. If you cultivate to a higher level, absorb the essence of heaven and earth aura, and live with the sun and the moon, you don't even have to take the pill.

Needless to say, the Changhuai Sword God and the Lingxiao Priestess have already reached such heights, but the two of them are in a paradise and have a lot of free time, obviously they have not given up the fun of cooking and eating because they don't need to eat, and they have deliberately set up a kitchen, in which the pots and spoons are clean, and there are still a few jars of wine on the stove.

Husband and wife are friendly and harmonious, do everything by themselves, stay away from the hustle and bustle and don't ask about mundane things, and live a life like a fairy.

There was water and rice in the kitchen, and Fang Qi absentmindedly lit a fire and added water to the pot to boil porridge.

The child leaned against the door frame and looked at him for a while, then turned and went out, brought a bucket of water from the deep well outside, and washed it. There are grass carp in the garden lake, the child kills the fish and scrapes the scales, and catches the chicken and plucks the feathers, and soon the left hand is the fish and the right hand is the chicken back, put the ingredients on the cutting board, the chopping of the chopping, the disemboweling of the disemboweling, plugging the seasoning and waiting for the pot to fry or steam.

Fang Qi had just found the rice, grabbed the rice in the cupboard and studied it for a while to see if it could be eaten, the color looked very fresh, and there were no insects, so he was relieved to wash the rice and get the rice, and then he would cover the pot, and then look back, Hongyuan raised the wok.

Fang Qi wiped his eyes, and then wiped his eyes, he was simply amazed and doubtful of life...... Did he just put in a lot of effort...... Ten minutes or an hour?

Then there was nothing else to do, and the child pulled him aside, held the pot and asked, "Stew or burn?"

Fang Qi stepped back in a daze, gave people a place to get out of the way, and said, "It's all right." ”

The child nodded, put the pot on the fire to boil the oil, the fishy green onions, ginger and garlic cloves crackled and put them in, steaming, the kitchen fried a burst of incense, after a while, the brightly colored roasted fish came out of the pot, Fang Qi had a special eye to bring the plate and handed it over, the child seemed to look at him approvingly, Fang Qi scratched his head, a little happy......

This side is roasted fish, there is stewed chicken, the lid of the pot is open with a slit, the thick white chicken soup inside is bubbling, and the chopping board is placed on the chopping board with cut vegetables.

Fang Qi saw that cooking couldn't help much, so he had to start moving the table and the bench.

The tables and benches were all placed behind the kitchen door, there was no dining room, Fang Qi looked left and right for a while, he couldn't eat in the kitchen, but looking at the beautiful sky outside, the white clouds like cotton wool were soft and fluttering, and he carried the tables and stools outside.

There are flowers and trees, the fragrance hits people, and it is so beautiful that it is like a picture, but it is too beautiful and beautiful...... It's a bit that you can only look at it from a distance, and you can't see it closely.,Guarding the painting, eating, gnawing bones, it's a bit inconsistent with the style of painting ==.

After thinking about it like this, he thought he had too much to do, waved his hand and walked in the direction of the kitchen, stood at the door and looked inside, and the stewed chicken was already ready.

Hongyuan held a bowl of porridge, and the glutinous white rice porridge was soft and soft, fragrant and smelly. Fang Qi looked around, it was time to eat, the little platypus was not there, got up and looked for a tree next to a tree, to see which tree the little duckbill was hanging upside down to eat tweed, and walked a short distance, he found that this little thing was tired of eating flowers, and was frantically digging soil under the tree, and the soil was splashing everywhere behind him.

Fang Qi thought it was going to poop, so he waited in the distance for a while kindly and intimately, and when it was time to look sideways, he found that it pulled out a bunch of ants from under the trunk, and was pinching them one by one and stuffing them into their mouths, eating jelly beans, smacking their lips, and eating deliciously.

Fang Qi: "......"

What the hell is stinking?!

Fang Qi walked over with a black face, and the black dense ants crawled all over the ground under the tree, Fang Qi squatted down to look at it, "It's time to eat." ”

The little platypus looked at him with the ant in his hand, silently stepped back, and chirped, it wanted to eat the ant, but did not want to eat.

One by one, it is not called worry-free, Fang Qi is too lazy to talk nonsense with it, he lifts the back of his neck and slips up, the little duckbill struggles twice, and is knocked on the big mouth by Fang Qi, so he has to honestly hang his four paws and slip away in frustration.

Back at the table under the tree, there was food and vegetables, and the little duckbill was put on the stool, and the little one licked his paws, and chirped coldly, and his butt was facing him.

Fang Qi: "......"

The little guy turned around and said it was like a man's mouth...... There's no way it's too long, and it doesn't even get to the mouth before it is on the face......

The little duckbill looked at the king timidly, and immediately jumped off the stool, dragging the stool legs and leaning on Fang Qi's side, wanting to sit with him.

Fang Qi was speechless, he had never seen such a useless one.

The duckbill is small, and the strength is not great, and he can't pull the stool, so he squeaks in a hurry, and violently grabs Fang Qi's trouser leg. Fang Qi pulled the stool next to him, put it back on the stool, tore a piece of chicken for it to eat, and licked the chicken with the duck's beak, and ate it.

This was a round table, pulling the little duckbill to his side, Fang Qi dragged the chair and ran to the child to sit over, sticking to him closely, with a sad expression.

He was almost eating this meal with the tragic mood of this is the last dinner or the severed head meal, the chopsticks are dancing with dragons and phoenixes, and the lightning can be hard to pick up vegetables for the child, and slowly stacked a big bowl, the bowl is full of no place to put it, and the plates are piled out and pushed in front of the child's face, signaling him to eat, eat hard, it's best to eat it, maybe you don't have to kill yourself in the past two days, after all, it is very likely to vomit out if you are stepped on by a demonic beast......

The child put down his chopsticks and looked at him helplessly, Fang Qi rubbed his hands, stopped awkwardly, and ate with his head bored.

Hongyuan let out a long sigh, he knew what Xiao Jiujiu was fighting in his heart, and what was he afraid of, as if he was being tortured. I think it's a little funny, and it's a little worried. This man he held in the palm of his hand, and did everything with care, and it was because he succumbed to himself that he always remained in the form of a child, lest he should recover himself overnight, which was too strange for him to regard him as a monster.

He was timid to the point of cowardice, looking forward and backward at every step, hesitating for a long time, this one didn't dare, that one didn't have the guts.

It's not that I haven't thought about growing up little by little like a real child.

But this person is alive in front of him, changing clothes and bathing without scruples, he is not a saint, sometimes looking at his unknowing appearance and his mouth is dry, wanting to press him under him and violate him fiercely, watching him cry and cry and scream......

The child calmly took a sip of porridge, hiding the surging affection, just thinking about it was extremely eager, and he couldn't wait for a while.

After eating, the child hugged the bowl and went to wash it, Fang Qi put the unfinished dishes back in the cupboard, and after a while, they cleaned up, and the two walked to the bedroom one after the other.

The scenery was picturesque, Fang Qi was in no mood to appreciate it, and returned to the bedroom with a sigh, while babbling about the pros and cons. Pros: Inheritance and cultivation for once and for all, hair loss. Cons: Too harsh to the eye......

In the end, I don't know whether to comfort others or comfort myself, Hongyuan listened patiently, while putting away the jade chess pieces on the pear wood square table one by one, grinding until the evening, the person who listened was not tired, the person who said was tired and thirsty, and after eating the leftovers at noon, Hongyuan saw that his spirit was not much to keep up, and he lay on the bed and added the last firewood, "I want to hear the story." ”

Fang Qi thought about it, what did he talk about last time? He has talked too much, Snow White Cinderella Journey to the West has talked about it a little bit in a deep and shallow way.

Hongyuan said: "It's about "Jigong". ”

Fang Qi remembered, yes, yes, Jigong's boundless love, saving the people and helping the world, and purifying all sentient beings, what a ready-made brainwashing textbook for Hongyuan, a candidate with great blackening!

I talked for more than half an hour before I went to sleep.

The child looked at his sleeping eyebrows, enjoying the last silence, the room was very quiet, only the occasional rustling of the wind, when the matter came, the slightly uneasy mood calmed down.

He can accept the best, if he really thinks of him as a monster...... His dark eyes were a little fierce, and he stroked his fingers, from the tips of his arms to his shoulders, sliding across his neck and rubbing them against his throat.

He had done everything in his power to love this man, and he had a thousand ways to trap him here, and he couldn't go anywhere.

The next day, Fang Qi wiped his mouth, turned over, and fished it out again, and the other half of the bed was cold and empty.

He opened his eyes in a daze, then turned to look behind him, but there was nothing.

What about people?

Fang Qi got up with his shoes on, opened the door and saw that the wind outside the house was clear, the little duckbill was lying on the door and squeaking, Fang Qi scooped it up and buckled it in his arms, and flicked the little guy's chin, "Hungry?"

As he walked, he asked, "Why don't you eat your ants?"

The little platypus tilted its head and rubbed the back of his hand and chirped, unable to eat.

Thinking that this was in the Valley of a Thousand Corpses, he was very scared, afraid that the child would have an accident when he couldn't see it.

I looked around the courtyard with the little platypus, this courtyard looked big, but it took more than ten minutes to almost finish, and I didn't find anyone.

The bad premonition is getting stronger and stronger, since leaving Feng Yao Mountain, the child does not have to report to the Feng Yao faction every day, since then, he will rarely leave his side, like today, it is even more unprecedented to wake up in the morning and not find anyone.

It's so perverse.

The little platypus pecked at his finger, and Fang Qi put it on the ground anxiously, "I'll feed you later." ”

I hurriedly returned to the bedroom to see that the bedroom was empty, there was no lake, there was no gazebo, and there was still no one in the flower forest.

Fang Qi's heart was beating faster and faster, but he didn't want to act rashly because of impulse, so he patiently returned to the bedroom for a while, couldn't sit still, paced around the house twice, and then walked to the kitchen and began to cook and stir-fry to distract his attention. After boiling the porridge, the vegetables were fried on two plates, and half an hour passed.

Fang Qi served three bowls of rice and sat at the dinner table, with a deathly silence in his ears, and he was the only one.

Then his eyes were so sour, Fang Qi took a deep breath, and then he really panicked.

This courtyard is so big, you can't find him anywhere, where else can the child go?

Fang Qi's trembling right hand grabbed his trembling left hand, where else could it be?

Not in the courtyard, just outside the courtyard. And what a place outside the courtyard, hell!

Thinking of this possibility, Fang Qi jumped up like a thorn in his buttocks, and the little duckbill looked at him with rice grains on his beak, and Fang Qi almost ran towards the door with a sprint speed.

At such a critical moment of life and death, how can a child be allowed to face it alone? He is only ten years old! Hongyuan is the most sensible, obedient and well-behaved child he has ever seen, and there is no one, although sometimes it is very clingy, but it is still his treasure.

Fang Qi held on to the latch of the wooden door, and with a long breath, he could almost imagine that inside and outside the door, separated by a line, what kind of pain the child was suffering, would he cry? Why did others only need to follow the footsteps of the old man and cultivate step by step, they could advance to the next level, but Hongyuan's road was black, and every step was stepped on the tip of the thorn knife, full of humiliation and blood?

Fang Qi forcefully opened the wooden door, as if opening a small world.

The black and oppressive sky that stretched beyond the end of the field of vision, looking down coldly at this empty land, the distant peaks were so high that they seemed to pierce the sky, the sharp wind whistling and whimpering in the ears, the tranquility and serenity of the courtyard, and the breathtaking dark sky outside the courtyard was like a dark night, forming an extremely strong and stark contrast.

No earth-shattering roars, no huge and terrifying monsters.

On the yellow sandy earth, with his back against him, stood a tall man.

As if he heard the door open, a smile tugged at the man's lips, and he came.

The man turned around slowly, his face grim, and looked at him from afar. It was a sunny day in the courtyard, and the scorching light of the dawn shone through the doorway, paving a bright and warm avenue that reached the soles of his feet.

Fang Qi's legs were weak, and his hand holding the door frame was a little trembling, this person had an extremely strong sense of aggression and overwhelming momentum, as if it was everywhere, and from a distance of several meters, it was overwhelming that people did not dare to come out. Invisibly, he actually felt that this person was even more terrifying than the rough-looking Flowing Flame Beast he saw a few days ago.

Fang Qi swallowed his saliva, thinking to himself that it must be the wrong way for me to open the door, what about the Warcraft? What about Hongyuan? Who is this person? Why did he appear here? It looked so fierce and not easy to mess with.

Fang Qi slammed the door shut again, his back against the door panel and gasping, his brain was in chaos, things were getting more and more complicated, a little too much of his load.

After a few breaths, a force behind him pushed him away, forcing him to take a few steps forward, and when he turned back, the wooden door of the courtyard was pushed open, and the man stepped in and looked down at him.

The distance between the two was no more than one meter, this person was too tall, Fang Qi had to raise his chin slightly to look at him. The man's eyes looking at him were very complicated, as if they contained a strong tenderness and sweetness, but there was more than that, there was a little other thing, dark and gloomy, regardless of the curse of ruin, as if they were going to drag him to hell, and the two of them were endless.

Fang Qi involuntarily took another step back and swallowed his saliva.

The man was taller and wider than him, almost blocking all of his vision, Fang Qi turned his body sideways, tilted his head and looked out of the courtyard through the doorway, yes, he was not wrong just now, there was no magical beast, no little monkey, nothing, just this strange person.

Why is he looking at him?

Fang Qi was stared at a little nervously, such a person who was taller than him and stronger than him appeared here inexplicably, you must have something to say, the gentleman does not move his mouth, he can't fight without saying a word, the hero doesn't suffer the loss in front of him, he can't beat it......

The man didn't speak, Fang Qi held back for a while, and greeted dryly: "You, you're so ......"

The man laughed lowly, looking at him so small, looking up at him, his eyes watery, like a frightened little animal.

It was as if he raised his voice a little to speak, which would scare him.

The man lowered his voice and said, "What are you doing here?"

Fang Qi wanted to do something to you, and replied honestly, "I'm looking for someone to ......" he said: "His name is Hongyuan, he is a child, and he is gone...... I'll come out and look for it. ”

"Oh," the man closed the door with his backhand, took a step closer, and said, "You're looking for me." ”

Fang Qi: "......"

Fang Qi was dumbfounded for a long time, and said in his heart that this person looked a little strict and unsmiling, how could he be more familiar than him, and the contrast between his personality and appearance was a little too big, who was looking for you...... Who are you?!

"It's not you, it's our ugly monkey, probably so tall," Fang Qi compared his waist and crotch, and said, "I'll continue to look for it...... Bye. ”

After saying that, he walked around the man, after such a small episode, he didn't feel how terrible it was to face the demonic beast, and when he was about to stagger, his arm was suddenly grabbed, and Fang Qiden became nervous, fighting and fighting?

Fang Qi was firmly pinched on his arm, almost a little painful, and embarrassed to struggle, he would look very sissy, so he had to grit his teeth and endure it.

As if discovering his discomfort, the man relaxed his hand a little apologetically, and said, "I hurt you." ”

Fang Qi looked up at him, his height was also considered to be above the average among men, but the man was really tall, he didn't even have his chin, standing in front of him, like a middle school student.

This realization made Fang Qi a little unhappy, and he felt that he was inferior.

He doesn't like to communicate with people who are too strong, especially men, the difference between the two is too big, when the other party's aggression is too strong, too much more than him, he will be careful, and can't help but envy and redden, but he is a little cowardly, he doesn't dare to make a bad thing behind his back, he will only secretly rub his grievances, and the grievances will be very uncomfortable......

Without waiting for him to feel more emotion, the man used his hand hard and easily pulled him into his arms. Fang Qi's quick hands were pressed against his chest, separating the distance between the two, with a veiled face, who is Emma, two big men!

Sure enough, no one is perfect, and Fang Qi was overjoyed in his busy schedule.

The man pulled down his hands in front of him, hugged his wrists behind his back, pushed his back waist, and rubbed it closer and closer into his arms, the skin of the two was tightly touched, and there was no gap.

The man bent down slightly, rested his chin on his shoulder, and said in a tone that bordered on sighing, "It's me, I'm Hongyuan." ”

Fang Qi: "........................"

The body in his arms was visibly stiffer.

Fang Qi struggled to break free from the man's shackles, broke free with both hands, and pushed him away.

Hongyuan sighed and let go of him, Fang Qi took a big step back in surprise and looked at him in horror.

Hongyuan? Are you kidding? This person is Hongyuan? Even if you are a liar, you should do a good job of pre-investigation and have some professional ethics, okay! You are almost up to five Hongyuan, and you are as strong as a bear! Where is it like Hongyuan? Hongyuan is as tall as his ass!

Seeing his stunned expression, the man held his forehead, and secretly said that he was still unwilling, but now it seems that the decision he made before was correct. Now that there is a Thousand Corpses Valley inheriting the cultivation and being reborn, this opportunity to grow up is still so frightened that he can't speak, as if he can turn around and run away at any time. If the real body had appeared a few days ago, I was afraid that it would have scared even more.

Hongyuan said in a low voice: "I inherited the cultivation. ”

Fang Qi said categorically: "Impossible! Inheritance and cultivation is just hair loss! How can you still ...... Become...... Huh, wait. ”

Fang Qi's brain was spinning rapidly, and Hongyuan in the book would not come to the Valley of a Thousand Corpses until he was eighteen years old before he could inherit his cultivation, and because of his arrival, he had advanced the time by eight years!

The inheritance and cultivation of the Thousand Corpses Valley is definitely the biggest turning point in the book, so ...... Don't...... is to correspond to the timeline in the book, and it is hard to pull out the ten-year-old Hongyuan and pull it out into an eighteen-year-old Hongyuan?!

There won't be any □□ sequelae!

Fang Qi looked at him stunned, trying to find a familiar shadow from this face.

The man was angular, his appearance was extremely cold and severe, the cold was pressing, and his facial features were not very delicate and handsome, but he stood there, did not speak, and did not move, but he had a kind of composure and authority that was in a high position all the year round.

Fang Qi looked into his eyes.

It was a pair of eyes that were extremely beautiful, and the contour of the eyes was not very delicate, but it still took up all the attention.

The black eyes, the pupils are black and deep, as if engraved with the glory of the sun and the moon, which is very expressive.

Fang Qi had heard such a passage. How can a person be called good-looking? Delicate facial features are called good-looking, all kinds of styles are good-looking, and good-looking temperament and appearance can give people a pleasing feeling.

The eyes are the windows of the soul, there is some truth in this sentence, even if the facial features are exquisite, but the eyes are gloomy, it is absolutely a big minus. Most of a person's demeanor is expressed by his eyes, this person's eyes are dark, and his pupils are frighteningly bright, even if his facial features are average, he has such a pair of eyes that can be called the finishing touch, and his appearance will definitely not be bad.

What's more, his appearance is very manly, and it is not inferior to the eyes.

Fang Qi looked at him for a long time, his mind wandered, I don't know how many times, he had looked at Hongyuan with a hairy face, but a pair of eyes were particularly godly and imagined, a person with such a pair of eyes, what kind of heavenly posture he would be when he grew up.

Originally...... So that's how it is?

Fang Qi was stunned and asked, "Hong, Hongyuan?"

The man smiled with a smile in his eyes.

Fang Qi couldn't figure out why Xiao Douding, who was still a little pitiful before going to bed, became a ...... after waking up A bear-like man.

Thinking so, but seeing the child turn into a big bear, Fang Qi thought that he didn't sleep all night, but slept through ten springs, summers, autumns and winters, otherwise how could he explain the person in front of him?!

Fang Qi still wanted to go out of the courtyard to have a look, peeked behind him, and asked, "You said yes, I don't believe it, is there a ...... Proof?"

Hongyuan hooked his lips and smiled, and took a step forward, hooking his chin, forcing him to look up at him. Fang Qi frowned, rejecting this action very much, as if he had been lightly teased, but before he could resist and be dissatisfied, a shadow pressed down, and his soft lips came up, unceremoniously opened his lips, dragged out his tongue and took it in, sucking heavily.

Fang Qi's tongue was slightly numb, and he froze in place all of a sudden, the hot blood rushed to his head, his brain turned into paste, he couldn't think of anything, and in a daze, the man licked his lower lip, and said in a voice with a hidden smile: "I only like you...... Does it count?"

Feng Yaoshan Cold War ended, and for the first time he spoke calmly, the child sobbed and said, I only like you.

The two phases overlap and coincide.

Fang Qi looked at him stunned, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

The way he wears books may be very wrong, the plot of Fengyao Mountain collapsed, and he also admitted that there was a strange god who would shuffle the cards, and the plot of the trial conference collapsed It was also a joy to run, but ...... Hongyuan's character ...... Why did it collapse......

He raised children, where did he raise them wrong?