The next morning, Chen Qian was awakened by a strong wave of aura. When he woke up, he found the boy lying on the bed in disheveled clothes, half wrapped in the quilt and half dragged on the ground. His face was slightly flushed because of the sweet sleep, and the corners of his mouth were softly curled, looking like he had been ravaged by someone. And he himself stood on the naked/naked chest of the little boy, and the position was very delicate.

The meat is quite tender, feeling the warm touch coming from under the body, Chen Qian silently commented, and wanted to leave this land of right and wrong. He was really afraid that the little boy would use this as an excuse to talk about it for a few hours as soon as he woke up.

But the truth is always unsatisfactory, just as Chen Qian raised his little red paw and was about to quietly move away, he unexpectedly bumped into the little boy's dark eyes, not as godly as he had seen before. It can be said that the kind of eyes that are unconscious, the black eyes that are not focused, seem to be able to suck the soul of a person into it.

It's over, and in an instant, thousands of expectations flashed through Chenqian's mind, and in the end they all came down to these three heavy words.

The little red paw stopped in mid-air like this, and time seemed to freeze, freeze, freeze at this moment......

The young man's godless gaze met him for a long time, and then he fell asleep innocently, as if it was not him who had just opened his eyes.

……

Relieved, his eyes were firmly fixed on the little boy who was sleeping sweetly, and saw that he was really not pretending to be asleep. He lifted his paw again...... Then it crashed into the dark eyeball.

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After staring at each other for a long time, the little boy closed his eyes and fell asleep without noticing, and he moved his paws more carefully.

……

Dark, godless eyes looked at him silently.

Chen Qian suddenly felt a sense of anger that he had been played.

This time he did not hesitate and reacted quickly to jump on the quilt, the little boy was obviously sleepwalking and did not notice his actions at all. Chen Qian glared at him hatefully, waved his two immature little wings and jumped off the bed lightly, his consciousness spread out, and he poked around. He had just been awakened by a huge aura fluctuation, and immediately after waking up, he sensed a strange power in his body, and he was full of malicious collisions in the meridians. However, before Chen Qian could do it himself, this power was absorbed by the bird feather in his heart extremely domineeringly, and there was no scum left. _(:зゝ∠)_

Chen Qian felt that the feather seemed to be satisfied with the burp...... Probably just a hallucination, he comforted himself.

Chen Qian's divine sense is extremely sensitive, and the last time he was locked in a storage box, he could drill out and see this sect's dissection clearly, but this time he couldn't find anything. It's too strange, Chen Qian's divine consciousness is slowly retracted, and he now thinks that this should not be considered divine consciousness, it should be called spiritual silk. After all, under the Xiuzhen setting, people's divine consciousness is always open 360 degrees without dead ends, but his ability is that many slender tentacles extend from the feathers, which is easy to use, but it can't stay outside for too long, otherwise it will definitely change to a dizzy debuff.

Holding on to the limit, he turned the Flowing Fire Sect up and down, and he even figured out the thirteen strangely shaped skulls under the bed of the sect master's mansion, but he still couldn't find the source of the fluctuations that affected him. In order to save strength, he didn't make much effort around the little boy, and even in order to avoid the little boy's sensitive and weak intuition, he didn't dare to sweep the little boy's side, for fear of waking people up.

In vain, the minister retracted his consciousness and stood in place, trying to calm his dizzy and aching brain due to excessive exertion, when he suddenly heard a not very good voice behind him.

"Xiaomeng, you're awake!" \(≧▽≦)/ ~~

“…… "The minister chose to play dead.

"Xiaomeng, what's wrong with you, Xiaomeng, why are you dizzy again?Xiaomeng?Xiaomeng?" the little boy picked up the minister who was squinting and pretending to be dead, and stuffed him into his chest domineeringly. "Xiaomeng, you must be hungry, let's go, let's go out and find something to eat. ”

Chen Qian was caught off guard and was glued to his chest, his face was pressed against the red bean on his left chest, and his face was inexplicably red. After scolding a few words of immorality, Chen Qian struggled to get his head out of the fabric on his chest, and looked out, this time they were walking in the dark passage again, and no light could be seen through. Chen Qian had just used the spiritual silk he had disguised as a divine sense, and now he could only see it with the naked eye. It's hard for a little boy to drill around in such a dark place, and you can see how familiar he is with the road, and he knows that he has passed here many times.

Out of the dark passage, but it is a beautiful mountain forest, the shadows of the trees in the forest are beautiful, the fruits on the trees are ripe, many of them have fallen from the trees, and a thick slurry flows out of the broken peels. It was a purplish-red fruit shaped like a grape, but much larger than a grape. Chen Qian had seen this place before, and the location seemed to be on the back hill of the sect master's hall, there were no people, no animals, and only fruit trees like a mountain.

The little boy took him through this fruit forest, and he didn't stop much along the way, but he kept saying, "The fruits grown here are inedible, just look good, I have eaten it once before, and my stomach will hurt when I eat it." Of course, the little boy didn't say that he saw the book that said that this fruit was used to refine medicine, and ordinary people would die immediately after eating it. But considering that Xiaomeng is simple and cute (no), he subconsciously blocked these bad places. This also led to Chen Qian never discovering his clues, and really thought that this was just a little annoying bear child. _(:зゝ∠)_

After the fruit forest, it was another secret passage, and Chen Qian suddenly had a little doubt about how negligent this sect was in defense to have so many chaotic secret passages. When he came back with the little boy, it was a secret passage, and when he came out, it was another secret passage, and this was already the third one. And according to the little boy, there are more than three secret paths like this, and the ministers admire the courage of this sect master a little, and in such a map full of loopholes, he can completely ignore these loopholes and do nothing, either he is stupid or he really has the strength and is not afraid of these. Of course, Demon Cultivator will definitely not let a fool become the sect master. So this sect master must be very powerful...... Without the knowledge of the sect master and the little boy, Chen Qian had already made up the sect master's brain into a strong strong man with a big face and a thick face, not a demonic spirit...... It's all played like this in TV dramas.

After drilling more than a dozen secret passages repeatedly, he finally rounded up and entered the destination, which was actually a mortal bazaar. It was the first time in this world that Chen Qian had seen such a scientifically accurate picture, ah, look, man walks, not flies. Ah, look, the clothes they wore were of normal cloth and not shiny. Ah, what they eat is hot instead of spirit stones, and the mystery is moved.

The little boy walked through the market like a fish in water, walked to a vendor selling rice and grain, took out a few copper plates and exchanged a few taels of millet with the stall owner, as if these were the few copper plates left on his body. A little sad, bought millet, his money was spent, before leaving, he stared at the meat bun next door for a long time, and waited until Chen Qian pecked him impatiently, and then re-arranged his clothes to prevent his little Meng from falling out or slipping down. …… Actually, it's not a bad thing to slide down, hehehe.

With some strange thoughts, the little boy surprisingly didn't nag much on the way back, and only occasionally said some inexplicable things to the ministers. For example, "It would be nice if Xiaomeng could become a human." "I think it's time for me to get married. "Xiaomeng is so cute, even if she becomes a human, she must be very good-looking. "Xiaomeng must be a good-looking girl. ”

Straight man Chen Qian inexplicably felt that the chrysanthemum was tight.

He wouldn't know that it was the malice of the world. Nor would he have known that the boy had some strange idea. He wouldn't even know that this was a normal manifestation under the light of the great god of Jifu.

I have to say that the little boy's cooking skills are still good, and a certain chicken Xiaomeng, who was drinking sweet millet porridge, saw a little bit of the meaning of "let your daughter-in-law eat well even if she is poor" from the poor eyes of the poor man who was gnawing on the fruit, and it was probably a hallucination? Chen Qian thought irresponsibly, for the sake of the little boy's intentions, he also tolerated his behavior of wanting to come over and touch it several times.

However, the straight man Chen Qian didn't know, although the little boy in front of him looked like he was only six years old, but his mental age was ...... You can consider multiplying it four or five times. As the saying goes, the children of poor families are in charge of the family early, and because the young boy has different talents, it is also reasonable to become like this. As for why Chen Qian has not found out? You can refer to the rational off-line state of "oh my God, so cute", "so cute, let my father kiss me", and "I'm going to be cute and cry when I'm done" when I had a pet.

Wax the ministers.