"These flowers and plants are not as good as those spirit flowers, and this tea is not as good as the spirit tea, which can make fairies and Qingqing like it. But he was a little flattered by Qiqiu. Qin Ze picked up the copper teapot on the red clay stove next to the stone table and poured water into the porcelain teacup in front of Yan Qinqing.

The steaming smoke rose faintly, blocking Yan Qinqing's view of him, and he pinched his finger and pointed at the smoke.

The white mist began to condense into a ball, gradually transforming into a white dragon, naughtily drilling around in the rising mist, but it seemed a little real, but it was too small.

Qin Ze was stunned for a while, and only after a while did he remember what he was doing, and quickly sat upright and sighed towards her, "Immortal...... The profundity of the Qing Qing Dao is amazing. ”

Yan Qinqing winked playfully at him, smiled slightly, and pointed at the smoke with his hand, turning into a hundred flowers blooming in the clouds.

So Yan Qinqing, who was supposed to chat with Qin Ze, talk about the land, and talk about life, could only use his own spells to tease the prince at the moment.

And it's blunt flirting, can't say love words, doesn't hint, at most smiles, pretends to be shy, who can see that she's sultry?

At least Qin Ze, who was sitting opposite her, couldn't see it, and only felt that she was showing off her Dao profundity.

He looked at the ever-changing mist, full of his heart that cultivating immortals is too powerful, he can do whatever he wants, if he can also cultivate immortals?

But I heard that anyone who cultivates with a fairy can get some benefits?How can this fairy, who seems to be particularly show-off, get her hands on her?

Yan Qinqing had been chatting with him for three days, and the little boy of Qingling, the national teacher, and the demon clan who didn't need to eat or drink for the past three days were driven to the side hall to facilitate her movement.

Three stupid people who can't even flirt with girls, ah, no, flirt with Chinese paper, what's the use of them?!

So I was thinking about the national teacher of the four young masters of my own family, the little boy of the demon clan who had always pretended to be deaf and dumb, and the Qingling who followed his senior sister to grow up and learn, but was locked up in the hall and was about to mold, the three of them rarely reached an agreement, and they joined hands to go out, and were arrested by Yan Qinqing without gentleness.

The three of them learned to be at peace with what happened, and that was to fight ...... Fight landlords.

After Yan Qinqing took a little effort to bring them back yesterday, she taught them to fight the landlord, and also took some pills for them to make color heads, so she could finally flirt with the prince with peace of mind.

In the previous tasks, Yan Qinqing rarely needed to fall in love with others by herself, but she just went with the flow according to the plot of the original owner.

This time she had to talk about it herself, and what she thought was the simplest human crown prince made her feel difficult.

The first is identity, an immortal cultivator, a mortal, that's really the love that can only happen in the book.

One has a long life, the other has a short life, and falling in love is simply grinding each other.

The more you love each other, the more you will keep reminding each other that you can't be with each other forever, even if there is a life-prolonging spiritual herb medicine, you can't use it indiscriminately, it violates the natural laws of heaven, and it is even worse.

Secondly, the two of them are completely unfamiliar, Yan Qinqing thinks he looks like Xiao Zexiao, but he is not very similar.

Qin Ze felt that she was different from the legendary fairy, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

The two of you have been going back and forth for the past three days, and you haven't come to a conclusion, just drinking tea and chatting, and it's all nonsense without any nutrition.

Yan Qinqing couldn't sit still, what did she have to do? If you go on like this, how much task time will you have to waste?

What if the four young masters of the demon clan were dragged to death, then what would she do?

No! We must go back and let those three guys who are obsessed with fighting the landlord find a way!

Yan Qinqing waved his sleeves, the smoke dissipated, looked at Qin Ze with his cheeks, and perfunctorily provoked the topic, "Your words are so good." ”

Ciqiu is Qin Ze's word, Yan Qinqing asked him to call himself Qingqing, and he smiled and said Then you call me Ciqiu.

The two of them can be a little familiar with this title because of this name.

"Qingqing's name is also very good, and when you listen to it, you will feel that you have aura. Qin Ze raised the teacup to her and took a sip, with a gentle smile on his face.

Yan Qinqing felt that time could not be delayed, if nothing happened between the two of them, the relationship would not progress.

Is it faster to destroy the Qingguo and let him be a fugitive crown prince? Or is it faster to ask the national teacher to kill Qin De and let him ascend the throne?

If you want to destroy Qingguo, who is the right person to find? Let the national teacher kill Qin De, how can you explain it?

Well, it's worth pondering......

"It's not early, can I send you back to the hall?" Qin Ze looked outside the pavilion, and the sky was a little dark.

Yan Qinqing also had this intention, and sat in this pavilion with him for an afternoon of tea, saying something meaningless, which was too time-consuming.

Not at all shy, the gentleman stood up, "I'll send you back." As soon as the words fell, he pinched a trick and waved at him, and a ball of wind wrapped around him and left.

Yan Qinqing nodded with satisfaction, not expecting what psychological shadow he would cause him to do this, but instead sighed and walked towards the main hall.

"Look at you, you're still a demon?! stupid, not even a demon child. It's much better to follow him than to follow you. If you lose, you will take out the elixir!" Qing Ling's loud protest resounded in the side hall.

The national teacher retorted unconvinced, "I look at you, why don't you look at me?"

"Ahem, three. Yan Qinqing stood by the door of the side hall and knocked heavily on the doorpost, the force almost directly cracked the pillar, but the effect was very good, and it was quiet inside.

She sighed again, walked among the three of them, looked around them, regardless of the cards she stepped on, she waved her sleeves heavily, "The situation is very serious! I must ask Qin Ze to fall in love with me within three days!"

Qing Ling was fooled by Yan Qinqing into thinking that she was really performing some secret master's mission, except for not figuring out what benefits a mortal could get from making her like her senior sister, there was nothing else.

The national teacher wished that she would complete the task as soon as possible, and had already waited to go back to save her master, and when she asked, he stood up enthusiastically and looked at her seriously, "I have the thought fruit of the demon clan, do you want it?"

Qing Ling originally tilted his head to ponder what the demon clan's thought fruit was, but when he heard the word double cultivation, he came back to his senses and looked at the national teacher in surprise, "Little, little rabbit, you are actually this kind of demon!"

"Isn't this okay?" Yan Qinqing had already wanted to take the drug! But when he thought about it, it wasn't good to do bad things with other people's bodies?

Besides, falling in love with it doesn't seem to be the same as falling in love, right?

Yan Qinqing looked at the national teacher with a righteous look of condemnation, and slowly shook his head, "It's not appropriate!"

Qing Ling breathed a sigh of relief, she almost jumped up and destroyed the national teacher just now, and her own cold and glamorous senior sister couldn't be damaged by the demon.

All of a sudden, the side hall fell into a strange dullness, and the little demon boy who had been looking at the cards in his hand looked at his cards, and then looked at the cards they threw off, and pouted regretfully.

For the first time in history, he spoke, with a crisp and immature childish voice, "The grace of saving my life, I promise it with my body." ”