After almost three breaths, just when Cheng Yao felt that he was going to die together, there was a faint sound in the pile of clothes-

"Haruka-chan."

Cheng Yao had never been so out of shape, but fortunately, the rain was flying on his face, and he was not so embarrassed under the cover.

A small head poked out of the pile of clothes—a very small head, really, a little bigger than a grape.

But no matter how small she becomes, how can Cheng Yao not recognize her?

Everything that was original, in Qinghuan's eyes at this time, simply became a behemoth. Although her body didn't feel uncomfortable anymore, her whole person became only the length of a palm. The most important thing is that there are so many people surrounding them right now, and she-no, yes, clothes, clothes!

Qing Huan grabbed the corner of her clothes tightly and shrank into the pile of fabrics.

Cheng Yao reacted and hugged her into his arms with the ball of clothes, carefully covering the spring light.

The city guards looked at each other, and saw that the young man gradually stood up, and the soldiers in everyone's hands also rose. There was no immediate action, but there was no backward posture at all.

But he Miyagi is leaving, how can he stop him with these few people?

Cheng Yao raised his eyes and glanced at them, directly changed "mouth escape" to "Wu escape", and said coldly: "What happened a few days ago was not done by the two of us, now I have something to leave, say goodbye." ”

The city guards were still tense, but they saw a glowing long sword suddenly appear on the sole of the young man's feet, and the young man's body stretched out an invisible air cover, isolating all the ten thousand raindrops from the cover.

"Woo woo, how did I become like this, damn the moon flawless, the damn moon flawless, the hateful moon flawless......" Qing Huan curled up in the pile of clothes, whining and crying.

Cheng Yao touched her little head, her tone was soft but couldn't hide the anxiety and blame in her words, "Why did you forget such a big thing?" ”

Qing Huan raised his head, tears in his eyes, looking at Cheng Yao's eyes, like two translucent little crystals.

"There's been a lot of going on lately, woo woo woo woo ......" Qing Huan said while wiping her eyes.

Cheng Yao tilted his head a little helplessly. When she cries "woo-woo" or "woo-woo", it often means that she doesn't really realize the seriousness of the problem, but finds it a little funny.

Cheng Yao's mind is obviously much heavier than that of her client.

Fortunately, because of the particularity of Liuyun Tianshu, it is not far from where it has passed. Chengyao stepped on the dark clouds, and soon came to Liuyun Tianshu. What happened to her, he can only rest assured if he asks the man to see it. If you change it to anyone else, it won't work.

It was also raining.

The flowers and plants all over the mountains and fields made a rustling sound of being beaten by the rain, as if the elves of the mountains were playing a nocturne in unison.

Qing Huan quieted down, shrunk into the pile of soft cloth and looked out.

In the easternmost bamboo window, a bright fire is reflected, just like when she was a child, and that person will always leave a night light for her.

At this time, he was also waiting for them.

Xue leaned against the door frame, let Cheng Yao into the house, and stretched out his hand to them, "Come, I'll hug you." ”

Cheng Yao was still a little hesitant, thinking about how to explain Qing Huan's situation at this time.

Xue had already reached out with a smile, and in the next moment, a large pile of clothes quickly became smaller at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and appeared on Qing Huan's body.

No need to be naked anymore, Qinghuan is in a good mood, holding Xuexue's fingers and coquettish, "Snow ......"

"Good, little Huan'er." Snow lifted her up to her eyes, reached out her other hand and touched her little head, and then used her fingers to pull her long hair down.

Seeing that these two people didn't take the scene in front of them seriously, Cheng Yao was a little noncommittal.

Xue Dao: "This looks pretty cute, too." ”

Cheng Yao couldn't help but ask, "What the hell is going on?" ”

"It's okay," Xue smiled, "it's just that Xiao Yuan'er is joking with you." ”

"Xiao Yuan'er?" Cheng Yao's face changed, "You mean, he's really my brother?!" ”

Snow nodded.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I only noticed him recently." Xue sat down, put Qing Huan on his lap, and looked at Cheng Yao and said, "Xiao Yuan'er's nature is not bad. How to change him, Xiao Yao'er, is your responsibility as an elder brother. ”

Seeing that the two of them were silent for a while and didn't speak again, Qing Huan couldn't help kicking his legs and shouting, "Then when can I change back?" ”

"This, you should ask Xiao Yuan'er." Xue smiled again, "Besides, Xiao Huan'er, don't you like this too?" ”

Qing Huan beat him to death and didn't admit it.

In Xue's eyes, there is no one who is unforgivable and unreformable. I don't know if that ethereal demon lord is the only exception.

When Qing Huan thought like this, Cheng Yao took her back to her room to sleep.

In addition to the snowy room, there is a black light on the flowing clouds, and the silence, clouds, and even autumn are not there.

Cheng Yao put Qing Huan on her own bed, pulled over the thin quilt and tucked up a small corner as a pillow, and found a handkerchief to cover her as a quilt.

After doing all this, Cheng Yao stretched out his finger and touched her cheek, "I'm leaving." ”

Qing Huan stretched out his little arm and waved at him.

Cheng Yao smiled and took the door out.

Qing Huan tossed and turned for a while, but he didn't feel sleepy. Slowly climbed to the edge of the bed and looked down, but it felt like an abyss cliff, and it was almost covered by clouds.

This is ...... Isn't that wonderful......

She tried to use the spiritual power in her body, and it turned out to flow freely. At the risk of being smashed, Qing Huan took out the Weaving Snow Sword from the empty bag. Unexpectedly, the Weaving Snow Sword also matched her size and turned into the size of a toothpick. Qing Huan was overjoyed, and took out other things in the void bag to see, all of which had changed relative with her current size.

Qing Huan thought, could it be that as long as she put the thing into the empty bag and then take it out, the thing will become smaller and more useful? With that in mind, she put in the pillow that seemed to her like a mountain at this time. This is terrible, Qing Huan was tired all of a sudden, her spiritual power couldn't stand such a loss, and she hurriedly threw the pillow out of the empty bag.

Sure enough, the mountain is still a mountain.

Qing Huan decided not to make such an attempt again, holding a toothpick, no, it was weaving snow, staggering to the door, and then quickly blamed Cheng Yao for closing the door too hard, and didn't leave her a single seam. She can't push the door now!

Luckily, the windows were still open.

Qing Huan flew out of the window.

There was no movement in the room next door, but not far away, the lights were still on in the snowy room.

This is really a strange thing, the snow god's routine is very regular, and the demand for sleep is much higher than that of ordinary immortal cultivators. In this regard, he does not have the bearing of a great god. Lonely stream has grown up, openly and secretly, and I don't know how many times I have complained.

Qing Huan flew into the room and saw that Xue was already leaning on the couch, but the light was not extinguished.

Seeing her coming, Xue smiled and turned her head sideways and hooked her finger at her.

With his movement, the green silk poured down on the pillow like a black waterfall. The flawless and peerless face, looking under the lights of the late night, is even more moving.

Qing Huan only felt that the whole person had lost his center of gravity all of a sudden, and in the next moment, he had already fallen into his arms. (To be continued.) )

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(Tianjin)