As the night became deeper and heavier, the cold moon in the sky became brighter and brighter, and she fell asleep on Yang Huaiping's shoulder in her clothes.

In such a cold autumn, Yang Huaiping was afraid that Qianqian would catch a cold, so he held Qianqian in his arms, and then quietly stared at the water surface of Qingtong Creek, waiting for the appearance of the iron tree.

In a trance, Qianqian blinked her eyelashes and opened her eyes, she couldn't help but let out an exclamation when she saw *Ping hugging her, and then hurriedly looked at whether her clothes were complete.

Yang Huaiping looked at Qianqian with a playful face and said, "Didn't you say that you are all my people, then what are you afraid of!"

"However, we haven't married yet!" Qianqian whispered with a slightly red face.

Yang Huaiping stared at Qianqian's clear eyes and said, "Little girl, I know a lot, but don't worry, I won't touch you, because I don't feel for you!"

Qianqian snorted coldly and said: "I am a big girl in our Qingshuitang Village, as big as me, everyone has children, how do you say I am small, besides, I think you are younger than me!"

Yang Huaiping straightened the strand of snow-white long hair that fell from his cheeks, he frowned and thought: "After so long, I forgot how old I am, but I'm older than you anyway!"

Qianqian deliberately straightened her chest, and her face was a little embarrassed and said, "Don't you think my breasts are small, and now my breasts are still small?

Yang Huaiping glanced at Qianqian's chest obliquely, and he suddenly saw the round and beautiful scenery on Qianqian's chest, but a little bloated, Yang Huaiping pursed his lips and said with a playful expression: "Qianqian, are you padd?"

"This ...... Do you want to take care of this, aren't you asking for a big one?" Qianqian said with some embarrassment.

"Hahaha......"

The empty and lonely night sky suddenly resounded with a series of laughter from Yang Huaiping.

After a long time, Yang Huaiping couldn't hold back the smile on his face, he stared at Qianqian and said: "Is it small to be small, it will develop slowly in the future, you said that you stuffed so much cotton into your arms, don't be too panicked!"

Qianqian looked at Yang Huaiping with a puzzled expression, and her lips pursed: "How do you know that I pad cotton!"

Yang Huaiping coughed, and he groaned: "Well, of course, it's because I'm experienced, under normal circumstances, which woman lets me glance, I can see if she has any material!"

Qianqian turned her head and took out the cotton in her corset, she handed the cotton to Yang Huaiping and said, "I gave it to you, aren't you angry and like it, you can sleep with this cotton in the future!"

Yang Huaiping took the cotton and threw it into Qingtong Creek, he groaned and said: "I am a cultivator, pay attention to pure heart and few desires, you give me the cotton on your chest, this is obviously a way to disturb my mind, this is not good!"

At this time, Qianqian inadvertently looked at Qingtong, and she exclaimed: "Look at the water surface, there are many fish!"

Yang Huaiping looked around, he saw that under the moonlight, there was a layer of fish floating on the clear water, and each fish was squeezing each other, and for a while, the scales of various colors flashed in the moonlight.

Suddenly, a huge white blister suddenly appeared on the clear water, followed by a barren and tall tree with many pomegranate-like buds hanging on the branches, and the whole dark black tree gradually surfaced with gurgling blisters.

In an instant, the branches of the dark black tree spread out in all directions, and the entire iron tree gradually crossed the banks of the Qingtong River, covering a large area of water.

Under the cover of a large dark tree, the fish seemed very restless, and they all scrambled to swim in the direction of the dark black tree.

Yang Huaiping put the Qianqian in his arms on the bridge, he looked at Xianxian and said, "I'll go over and see the dark black tree that suddenly appeared in Qingtong Creek, you can wait for me here!"

Qianqian nodded at Yang Huaiping with a very well-behaved appearance, and then Yang Huaiping stepped on the water and ran towards the dark black tree in the water of Qingtong Creek.

Qianqian, who was sitting on the edge of the bridge, couldn't help but show an unbelievable expression on her face when she saw Yang Huaiping stepping on the water and running lightly to the big tree in the middle of the stream.

* Ping stepped on the chaotic school of fish with his toes, he reached out and touched the leafy tree that stood in the Qingtong Creek, and a metallic texture instantly entered Yang Huaiping's mind, and he couldn't help but bend his index finger and tap on the tree.

In an instant, there was a pleasant sound from the Iron Tree, and he muttered bitterly to himself, "Is this thing really blooming with the Iron Tree?

After Yang Huaiping stood under the iron tree and stopped for a moment, he sighed and ran to Qianqian's side on the water.

Qianqian looked at Yang Huaiping in surprise and said, "You are an immortal!"

Yang Huaiping shook his head at Qianqian, he sighed and said thoughtlessly, "It's so difficult for people to live, it's so difficult to let the iron tree bloom, it's so difficult, the vast sea of people, where can I find that kind of sincere and sincere person, even if I find it, how can people shed tears for me as a person I don't know!"

Qianqian looked at Yang Huaiping with a puzzled expression and said, "What are you talking about?"

Yang Huaiping didn't answer Qianqian's words, he fell into deep thought.

It didn't take long for the white moon in the sky to disappear into the clouds, and the tide surged violently, making people feel throbbing and wet, and huge white blisters bubbled up in the Qingtong Creek.

The towering iron trees gradually disappeared into the water, and the schools of fish on the surface of the water gradually dissipated.

After a while, the water surface of Qingtong calmed down.

Suddenly, a thunderclap exploded from the night sky, big drops of rain fell, and the clear Qingtong Creek rippled in circles.

Yang Huaiping leaned over and hugged Qianqian, he stared at the Qingtong Creek beating by the autumn rain, and then turned around and galloped away in the direction of Qianqian's house.

On the way, Qianqian stared at Yang Huaiping with a pair of beautiful eyes, she opened her lips lightly and said, "Where are you going to take me!"

Yang Huaiping pursed his lips and said, "You see that it is raining so heavily in the sky, of course I want to send you home!"

Qianqian's brows frowned, she bit her thin lip and said, "What about you." ”

Yang Huaiping smiled indifferently and said, "I'll send you home, what's wrong!"

Qianqian frowned slightly: "I mean, after you send me home, will you leave?"

At this time, Yang Huaiping said a cheap word, "Well, it depends on the mood!"