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Flying Shadow is already big, and it's no longer as worrying as it was when he first came out with the big guys. Today's Flying Shadow usually doesn't follow the carriage at any time.

A tiger plays in the dense forest by the side of the road, and does not come out of the road until the team stops, often with its own game on its back.

Although this method made Feiying's growth speed become very fast, and Qingtian quickly realized that Wu Qingqiu's free-range cultivation was not unreasonable, but there were too many wastelands in this place, and Feiying could not always find places such as ponds and streams to bathe outside, and after a day outside, his body was often quite dirty.

At this moment, Qingtian looked at Feiying's dirty fur and fell into a tangle.

You must know that there is only one bath bucket in each room of the Tongze Inn, if she bathes Feiying here, she will also take a bath here later... Although she is not the kind of person who is particularly exquisite, but the mud and blood on Feiying's body are intertwined, and she can't convince herself to accept it no matter what.

Bringing the dirty Flying Shadow to the lobby, Qingtian pointed to the Flying Shadow that was already as tall as her waist and said to the guys in the lobby: "Can you give me a big basin, I want to give our little pet a bath." ”

Feiying understood Qingtian's words, turned his head and bared his teeth at Qingtian, and then cooperated to make a threatening expression when the guy looked over.

In the Borderlands, the Red Tiger is quite a formidable species.

Xiao Er looked at the half-big red tiger grinning at him, and only thought about ending this conversation quickly, he didn't want to have anything to do with the girl who took the red tiger as a pet.

"Okay, we'll send it to you later. Xiao Er replied hurriedly.

Qingtian brought the red tiger back to the room, thinking that it was really faster for the flying shadow to move out of the horse, if she went by herself, it would definitely not be so fast, maybe she would have to add some money or something.

After waiting in the room for a few minutes, someone came and knocked on the door.

Qingtian opened the door and looked, two guys were carrying a large wooden bucket, "There are no extra big basins in the store, miss, can you use this bucket to bathe your pet?"

"Hehe, Flying Shadow is coming over and taking a shower!" Sunny Sky stood in front of the tub and beckoned to Flying Shadow.

Flying Shadow flicked his tail to her, and Sunny Sky quickly lifted Flying Shadow into the tub before Flying Shadow rubbed against her.

Maybe considering that Flying Shadow is still not big, and the water in the bucket is not the same as usual, and Flying Shadow is standing inside, and the hot water is just not on his back. As the heat steamed, Flying Shadow shook off.

"Oh, don't shake it, don't shake it!" shouted Qingtian as she tilted her head to press Flying Shadow's back.

But apparently Flying Shadow is a rather naughty and quite fond of playing with the water, and despite the fact that Sunny keeps shouting don't shake it, it also has a pretty good time. By the time the sunny day washed off all the strands of fur on its body, its body was basically soaked.

Not to mention who was flushed red in the bath bucket, and there was a bloody smell, Qingtian couldn't help but feel a little sorry for this half-sized red tiger.

Flying Shadow now looks quite imposing, no longer like a little milk cat like before, his beard has become thicker and longer, and there is more determination in his eyes, and it is rare to see such a childish play in the water and disobedient as now.

Under Wu Qingqiu's so-called training, although it grew up rapidly, it also lost a lot of opportunities to play.

And there are many more wounds and blood marks on the body than the red tiger of the same age. Qingtian touched the flying shadow that was still happily flicking its tail and fished it out of the water.

"Go outside and dry your hair, don't throw it on the bed, you know?"

Flying Shadow flicked her tail and leaped out of the open window with a swift movement. Qingtian smiled, found a change of clothes in the invisible bag, and went behind the screen.

Bathing Shadow every time was like a battle, she thought as she stepped into the tub. He took out the previously filled Tianguo petals from the invisible bag and threw them into the water for a few days, and then leaned comfortably against the wall of the bucket and let out a long breath.

This feeling,

It's pleasant.

Qingtian is also tired and half dead these days, and at the moment the whole body is soaked in hot water, and the spirit is relaxed for a while and slowly falls asleep.

Outside the window, the moon was getting higher and higher, and the silvery color poured in through the half-open window, and the light extended little by little, until finally it crossed the screen and came to the bathtub.

The girl in the tub was half leaning against the wall of the bucket and frowning slightly, the water in the bucket was already cold, but she didn't realize it at all, but the brows were getting tighter and tighter, and there seemed to be something very troublesome in her sleep.

The silvery moonlight danced around the tub, brighter and brighter...

There was a loud bang outside the door, and the moonlight jumped back like a living thing, and in an instant it was on the other side of the screen. "Huh, how can a good person fall?" the voice of the man in the inn in the corridor outside the door sounded to himself.

The silver-white moonlight seemed to hesitate for a while, and finally slowly receded towards the window, and finally returned to normal.

And in a certain room of the inn, the man stood at the window with his hands in his hands, twisting his eyebrows and looking at the full moon in the night sky, and when he saw the silver-white moonlight on the ground that was getting fainter and fainter, the corners of his mouth quietly hooked up a smile arc.

Xiao Qingtian stood barefoot on the slightly cool floor, with a cold bath behind him, a wide hall in front of him, and the square bricks under his feet felt cold to the touch, glowing with a cold glow.

And she didn't have anything in her body. Her wet black hair hung straight down to her waist, which wasn't her original length.

The hall was very large and empty, with only two things, the bath and her.

Qingtian coughed lightly, and an empty echo soon sounded in the air.

What kind of place is this? Why is she here? Isn't she supposed to be bathing in her room?

Don't... Another dream?

"Anyone?" she shouted.

"Is there anyone?????...?," her echo echoed in the air.

It was obviously useless to shout like this, and Qingtian had to walk forward step by step. Since there is an echo, no matter what place it is, there should always be an end.

There was no light source around, but it was magically dark, and for some reason, no matter where she looked, there was always a faint cold light in the air. Walking barefoot because of the taste of time, I already have a sense of numbness.

But she didn't want to stop.

She knew that as a cultivator, dreams would definitely not be ordinary dreams. She had to find in her own power something more beneficial to herself in this dream.