The two turned around a long corridor palace road, and with a few wisps of night light, Qingyuan turned his head and glanced behind him carefully and quickly, and then pricked up his ears to listen carefully. When I was sure that no one would catch up, I was relieved to stop.

The situation was too urgent, and the two of them didn't care about and pay attention to anything, and now Qingyuan realized that he had been pulling her slender wrist through the phantom sleeve and not letting go.

Consciousness revived, and he hurriedly let go of his hand and saluted: "Queen Niangniang, offended." I didn't forget to tighten the food box in the crook of my other arm a little embarrassed.

"Wow, even the food box was stolen?" Phantom Peach Blossom glanced at it, raised his eyebrows and smiled, and remembered the trick he used to coax the night watchman just now, "You're so smart!"

"Actually, there are skills in this. Qingyuan's playful heart swayed, his eyes kept drifting up and down, left and right, and his face and expression were different, "Look, just like this, the eyes must not be too dead, and they must constantly wander between the two of them, so that they can't tell which one you are looking at." He paused, "But if they are really exposed to my face, I haven't said anything wrong, right? Seeing that they are much older than me, shouldn't they call them uncle?"

"Awesome!" Phantom Xi closed his palm and cheered, "Hey, don't you often do this kind of thing? How else would you be so experienced?" Her curved pretty eyes lit up, more lively and gratifying than the stars in the sky with silver waves.

Qingyuan smiled embarrassedly: "...... learned from Master"

As he spoke, Phantom's attention at the moment had already shifted to the big food box he was holding: "Give it to me." She pointed at the food box, her face full of anticipation.

"Hmm. Qingyuan hurriedly handed over the food box, and opened it in person.

All kinds of dim sum accompanied by the aroma of cold side dishes suddenly diffuse, and the sweet, salty, spicy and spicy smells break into the nose, although it is very mixed, but it is fragrant and attractive after all.

Phantom Xi didn't look at the rest, raised his hand, and took the oily and shiny fat white boiled chicken in the middle with a clear goal, and didn't say much, and didn't care about the image, he tore off a large piece of chicken leg and feasted it: "Sure enough, keep your word, you didn't forget to steal a chicken for me!" she laughed.

After she finished gnawing the chicken leg in a few clicks, she changed her previous wind and clouds and began to savor the refreshing boiled chicken breast.

She picked the chicken skin first, swallowed it, and began to concentrate on the snow-white fresh chicken, leaving a neat row of marks on the fat chicken.

A gust of wind rose melodiously, scattering her long waterfall hair that was wilting on her shoulders, as if the black hair that could be wrung out of ink was scattered under the puff of the wind, supplemented by her delicate movements of nibbling chicken, suddenly giving birth to a dynamic combination of blur and clarity, dust and fireworks, which was very pleasant to the eye.

Qingyuan watched from the side for a long time, for fear that he would speak abruptly, so he tentatively asked with a cautious attitude: "The queen loves chicken so much?"

Phantom eyes don't even raise: "I'm not very interested in any meat except chickens." ”

Hearing her say this, her mind flickered, and Qingyuan couldn't help but joke: "You are a snake!"

After froze for a moment, after realizing that he was just joking, he raised his face and smiled on his lips, and went back funny: "I'm a snake!"

"Haha. Qingyuan also laughed, raised his hand and compared a beast claw posture to Phantom, "Then I am a big bear!"

Phantom Xi smiled coldly: "Big bear?" she frowned, not forgetting to wipe the greasy on her mouth, "Big bear is fiercer than you!"

"At least it looks simple...... Qingyuan touched his head.

A sentence that clearly does not pass the unconscious of the brain, but there is a trance. Does it look ......right? What you see in your eyes can never be counted as the most real, and this truth remains the same: "So what? The more harmless you look, the more vicious you are." She muttered.

"I know. Qingyuan took a delicate osmanthus cake, he was hungry for too long, he didn't have the good mood to taste it, so he made a stomach filler with heavenly things, "But it's just a lot, you can't generalize!"

Such a simple and kind little Taoist, he is really not suitable to be a Taoist priest who enslaves ghosts and monsters. Phantom Xi secretly regretted in her heart, a white boiled chicken was almost gnawed by her, so she simply chatted with a match: "Then do you know, the more beautiful things look ......" Her tone brought a mysterious aura, narrowing her eyes and making a fuss, "The more ominous it is." "It's not a questioning tone.

"No, it won't. Qingyuan raised his head and continued to fill his stomach with pastries, "Queen Niang, you are very beautiful and noble, where is ominous!" ”

A few drifting clouds glided against the dark canopy of lacquer, and the shadows of the dark trees rustled in response to the wind, as if to signal some kind of silent response.

The phantom eyes are down, and there are no words for a long time.