Bai Cisheng said happily, dancing with his hands: "The road of cultivation is long, our divine beasts have a foundation, cultivation starts from the Dan period, and it still takes thousands of years to get the right result, the demon clan starts from the very basics, it will take hundreds of years, and finally it has reached the refining period, and it is even more difficult to open the door of the Eight Desolations." ”

"More than half of the demon clans died at this time, entering the underworld and entering reincarnation. Among them, there are naturally those who are unwilling, so they cultivate their souls and become a member of the ghost clan. The ghost clan has no physical limitations, but it is easier to come to the Eight Desolations than the demon clan, so the Eight Desolations have four ghost kings and countless clansmen. ”

I see!

Cheng Weixi looked sideways at Jiang Huaiyin, secretly thinking that this fox demon had a rare chance to come to the Eight Wildernesses, but she was stumped by her again, delaying the growth of cultivation, should she find him a cave or something, so that he could continue to cultivate, and he would not be casually "hummed" to death by others in the future.

A few people walked down the mountain road, the sun had become mild, and the evening breeze was blowing, and it was a little cool.

Cheng Weixi lay down for many days, and his waist was very sore, so he walked backwards to relieve his back pain.

Just saw the evening breeze playfully stirring up Jiang Huaiyin's short hair, and the golden sunset set his silhouette with a circle of gold edges.

He walked very upright, his long robe fell straight down, he did not move at all, occasionally turned his head sideways, his face was blonde, his eyelashes were blonde, and the corners of his gentle mouth were blonde.

Cheng Weixi was dazzled by this warm color, so he narrowed and sewed it up, leaving only a thin slit.

In this small space, Jiang Huaiyin's books spread out and gradually spread all over the world.

Bai Cisheng jumped around, picking a wildflower and chasing unknown insects, like a child who has spent a long semester and entered the summer vacation.

Cheng Weixi also picked some colorful flowers and slender blades of grass, and knitted a wreath and fastened it on Bai Cisheng's head.

There was still a little material left at hand, so he made up another one, and buckled it on his short hair while Jiang Huaiyin was not paying attention.

shouted in his mouth: "Yo, whose little fresh meat is this, it's so beautiful with a garland." ”

Jiang Huaiyin was very helpless, but he was not angry, he reached out and took off the garland, but he didn't lose it, hooked it on his little finger, and the wreath shook slightly with his walking movements.

Walking back to Heguangzhai, Cheng Weixi was already sweating profusely.

After all, her body can't bear to walk such a long distance.

Bai Cisheng prepared the bath water mixed with medicinal herbs for her, hung up the curtain again, and said repeatedly: "You soak for a while, and I'll go get you some fruits." ”

Cheng Weixi did not drive Jiang Huaiyin away when he took a bath last time, and the two chatted through the curtain for a long time.

But this time, she inexplicably felt that the sound of the bath water was not very elegant, so she sent Jiang Huaiyin off like a chicken.

Cheng Weixi was the only one left in the room, she took off her clothes and stepped into a wooden bucket filled with hot water and flower petals.

This time, the petals are not the color of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, but they are very violet, with slender red petals, purple needle-shaped petals, blue round petals, and yellow butterfly-shaped petals......

The warm hot water enveloped her body, causing her to sigh comfortably.

She picked up the petals and pulled them on herself, while humming an out-of-tune song, "I love bathing with good skin, ......

After singing it again, there is an infinite loop of singles.

Washing and washing, he suddenly remembered something, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his mouth tentatively whispered: "Jiang Huaiyin?"

Jiang Huaiyin's voice came immediately, as if close to her ear: "What's the matter?"

Sure enough, the guy turned on his hearing and listened to her again.

Cheng Weixi's face turned red almost immediately into a ripe shrimp.

Her moanings, out-of-tune singing, and all kinds of troublesome or happy tossing all came to Jiang Huaiyin's ears as they were.

was really annoyed and angry: "I didn't tell you last time, don't spy on me!"

Jiang Huaiyin's voice was very reasonable: "When someone accompanies you, I naturally won't open my hearing, but now you are the only one in the house, what if there is any discomfort, in case someone comes to assassinate you?"

It's not that I don't understand his good intentions!

But Cheng Weixi thought that everything about himself was exposed in front of this demon, and by the way, he settled the accounts after the autumn, and remembered that in the days when she was asleep, she didn't wash her hair, bathed or washed her face, and he felt uncomfortable.

"But, I'm taking a shower, you ......"

Jiang Huaiyin comforted her: "Don't worry, I'm just sensitive to the sound in your room, and I won't peek at you......"

As if to increase credibility, he added: "Light dye said that we are a fox demon family, there are many beautiful girls with good figures, and I have probably seen the world......"

That's a bad thing to say.

It's better not to add it!

It's a great addition to the painting!

The awkwardness on Cheng Weixi's face receded, and a touch of black rose.

There are many fox demon beauties, and each one is more punctual than her. It's hard to know that Jiang Huaiyin has long been a beautiful woman in his arms, has a family and a room, well, when he recovers his memory, it is estimated that he will run back to the gentle township of the fox demon beauty as soon as possible, and hug him left and right.

Cheng Weixi had a stinky face, and he didn't have the intention of taking a bath, so he walked out of the barrel after a few simple scrubs, sat on the bed sullenly, and wiped his wet long hair.

Dusty came out of nowhere, circling around her feet.

Cheng Weixi was inexplicably angry, grabbed Chenying's front paws, and held it in his arms.

A person and a cat face each other, Cheng Weixi solemnly reprimanded: "Where did you go? Is this a hotel and a canteen? In the future, there will be no good food, and you are not allowed to sleep in the bed, do you hear?"

Chenying stared at the innocent big eyes, and "meowed" delicately, as if to please, and stretched out her tongue to lick Cheng Weixi's fingers.

Cheng Weixi dodged away: "Be serious, I'm training you! If you don't have a good attitude, the crime will be added to the first degree...... You're still domineering, and your five senses are amazing, do I have privacy, do you understand, do you forget who saved you......"

The dust reflected into the "mulberry" that refers to the mulberry and scolds the acacia and the insinuating "sand", and then "meows", and a big fluffy tail shrinks between the two hind legs, revealing a pink and tender, fleshy belly.

Cheng Weixi rubbed his fat belly and muttered a few words silently: "What if there are so many fox demon beauties? ”

Cheng Weixi left the dust behind, planning to find something else to divert his attention.

After thinking for a long time, her hair was already dry and hanging down at her side, a little long, and she saw a pair of scissors in the basket on the table, so she took it and ran her long hair down to her left shoulder, and trimmed the ends of her hair from time to time.

Jiang Huaiyin had already heard Cheng Weixi finish taking a bath, and also heard the conversation between her and Chenying, and at this time, he heard the metal sound in the room, and his heart tightened, for fear of any danger, he kicked open the door and broke in without thinking.

Although the appearance and figure are good, they are hidden under the image of a chic female man, and there is rarely such a feminine posture.

But at this moment, the evening sun is a little thick, she is lazily leaning on the table in that light and shadow, tilting her head sideways, three thousand troubles are beating between Ruyu's fingers, and on her delicate side face, a pair of peach blossom eyes are half-squinted, with some charming eyes like silk, staring at the ends of her hair idly.

But this beautiful picture only stayed for a second, and Cheng Weixi exploded: "Do I still have some privacy?