At this time, the sun is just right, and it is not particularly strong. Although it was summer, the feeling of the sun shining on my body was still extraordinarily comfortable.

Purple Lotus walked in front, and I followed closely behind him. Seeing that there were women on both sides of the road from time to time turning back to him and flattering him secretly, occasionally, there were a few bold women, they would deliberately walk past Zilian's side, collide with him, and deliberately leave the silk handkerchief in their hands next to Zilian's feet, and then, they turned around to look for it, waiting for Zilian to return the silk handkerchief in her hand.

At first, I was still a little worried, afraid that this mortal woman's behavior would be too debauched and open, and she would seduce Zilian from me like this.

However, when I saw that Zilian's face was pale and he was blind, ignoring the bursts of autumn waves that were frequently projected on him, he ruthlessly stepped on the fragrant handkerchief with a slight peach color.

I felt a little sympathy for those women!

If all this is replaced by an ordinary man, such as Botai, I am afraid that there is no need for other girls to use these little tricks to create opportunities with him, and the two have already succeeded in talking.

However, today's change to the Purple Lotus Immortal, this is really a bit difficult.

I walked forward quickly and walked to Zilian's side, wanting to walk with him. However, there is still a gap between the two of them, and now I am only as high as his shoulders, and I look at him with my head over, and I can't even see his neck, let alone his face.

There was a faint fragrance of lotus wafting in the air, and the breeze blew, and the ink of the purple lotus brushed on my face, lingering in front of my nose, and scratching my face was itchy and unbearable. Although I like it to be close, I really can't stand the wisp of green silk swaying on the tip of my nose, sometimes swinging left and sometimes right.

I wrinkled my nose and tried to push the wisp of green silk away. However, even so, it is useless. I couldn't help but open my mouth to blow, and for a moment it blew, and the wind blew, and the strands of hair were brushed over and stuck to the tip of my nose.

I wrinkled my nose and blew it away again, and then the wind blew the green strands back. After a few times, I seemed to find pleasure in it, and I was so happy in my heart that I didn't want to blow it away in a big breath, but I blew it carefully in a small breath, and my eyes were entangled with the wisps of green silk, and my heart was very happy.

"Little fish, why are you doing this?"

At some point, Zilian stopped. At this moment, he frowned slightly, and looked at me with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"Hehehehe."

I laughed dryly a few times, and explained to him with some embarrassment: "On fire, on fire in your mouth, blow and blow to cool down." ”

"On fire?"

Hearing this, his brows furrowed even more. The confusion in his eyes was even worse, and he said, "What is fire?" ”

"On fire?"

I winked at him with wide eyes and smiled.

As a small fish that has lived in the water for many years, I have only heard of the matter of getting on fire, and I have never had a real experience.

I said nonsense: "To be on fire is to eat too much, to breathe heavily, and to swallow those things that are eaten into your stomach as quickly as possible." ”

Thinking, I don't know, he doesn't know. Then what I say, he will believe what it is.

"Hmm!"

Zilian nodded, turned around and continued to walk forward, "When it is time to go to the Immortal Residence, the teacher will go and ask Gu Mo Shangshen." He has been studying medicine in the human world for a long time, and he should know more about this 'fire' than you and me. ”

Ancient ink gods? Isn't it the legendary descendant of the Gu Mo God Clan who didn't even want to be an immortal for his apprentice - Gu Mobai? Come to think of it, the men who have a lot of relationship with Zilian are unlikely to be ordinary people.

"Master's words are reasonable. However, who is the ancient ink god that Master is talking about? ”

I pretended not to know and asked him.

He didn't answer, just smiled lightly.

"When you get to Linxian Residence, you will know."

With that, his steps became more and more brisk, but in a moment, he threw me behind again.

"Master, wait for me!"

I ran up and shouted behind him.