After listening to the unreliable endings, Xiaoxian's interest in the painting book proposed by the medicine fairy was all consumed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a good and wonderful picture book.

"Hey...... In fact, I have been writing for a long time, and I know that my skills are still insufficient. What you want to see is a story of intrigue, how will I come up with an unpredictable story for you in a while? Moreover, a story of intrigue cannot be explained in two sentences, and the story must be presented slowly. "Medicine Immortal is wronged, I don't know what Xiao Xian thinks.

But for the medicine fairy who is obsessed with writing, every picture book he writes is painstaking. He also wrote intrigue and intrigue in the story, but the time is so short at this time, he doesn't have enough time to conceive.

Ten years of grinding for one day to produce high-quality products. Yao Xian just said it casually, and he didn't even have an hour, so how could he come up with a wonderful picture book.

This is obviously Xiaoxian deliberately embarrassing~

"That's right, I think the dreams in my dreams are all carefully designed and arranged by me, and each one has been tempered a lot, and some of the rough ones are just left to scare people, not to scare them. There are some exquisite pictures that make me want to indulge in them. ”

Xiaoxian nodded understandingly, she herself is the dream god herself, and she also needs to write some picture books, so she naturally knows how difficult it is to write.

"Yes, it's good if you understand. By the way, why did you come back all of a sudden? The medicine fairy asked suddenly, a little surprised by the sudden appearance of the little fairy.

Didn't she stay in the ghost town after what happened to the demon king? Her punishment was a hundred years, and it was only two years later. When she came back suddenly, the medicine fairy was both surprised and incomprehensible.

The time of 100 years has not yet arrived, and Xiaoxian is a punished body, where can he run around. If they all don't value the Heavenly Rules like this, wouldn't the entire Heavenly Court be in chaos?

"I heard about you, and the Jade Emperor sent me to give you a painting book! You, a dignified medicine fairy, and also a man, sitting in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall of the Heavenly Court crying your nose, you are really embarrassed. I've been crying for so long, isn't it just waiting for the Jade Emperor's decision~ No, I'll give you all the painting books I have saved, and you can make tens of thousands of copies in that area and hide tens of thousands of locations, so you don't believe that the Jade Emperor burned one place, and can you burn ten thousand places? Good ~ There is always a place that the Jade Emperor did not burn. Keep your baby. ”

Xiaoxian took out his own painting book from the dream, and there were two small mountains in it, and he took it out without dropping. Falling in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, the medicine immortal's face exuded a brilliant light. Running over excitedly, touching them one by one, the familiar feeling, the familiar stories, all of which have continued the life of this medicine fairy.

Because these picture books are full of the years of medicine immortals. It is not an exaggeration that these picture books are another life of the medicine fairy, and the medicine fairy regards these as his life.

"Haha...... It's back, my years are back, my youth is back, I've got life again!! ”

The medicine fairy hugged his painting book, and threw himself into the picture book, tumbling over the river and the sea. He was so happy, he was like a child at the moment, smiling happily.

Xiaoxian shook his head helplessly, fortunately he had the habit of reading painting books, otherwise Yao Xian would not be able to get his own painting books, and he would definitely be reluctant to leave in the Lingxiao Treasure Palace. At that time, there was a lot of trouble. However, seeing Yao Xian's satisfied smile, Xiao Xian breathed a sigh of relief.

I hope that the medicine fairy can forget about the slap that Yang Jian once slapped. After all, the strength of the medicine immortal wants to take revenge, it is indeed too difficult. For the sake of his cute little head, he will do it and cherish it.

"Medicine Fairy, it's been a long time since I've been a guest at your house, won't you invite me over?" Fairy asked.

The medicine fairy was full of happiness, came back to his senses, and quickly put away his painting book, for fear that someone would be similar to him. For him like this, Xiaoxian touched his nose, thinking that these two piles of drawing books were still returned to him by himself.

"Come, come, I invite you, and the great god standing outside the door, to my house." The medicine fairy said, glancing out the door.

He already knew that there was someone standing outside the door, and he knew who it was. It's just that the man is afraid of his own cries and doesn't want to come in.

The proud medicine immortal secretly thought that his crying was really powerful, and even the dignified Yang Jian had to retreat, thinking that he would have to practice crying when he was fine.

I haven't cried for too long, I've only been crying for three days, and my throat is dry and hoarse, which is not a good taste. By the way, there must also be dry food, otherwise no one will care if he is hungry or not. In the past few days, he has been crying in despair, he is cold and hungry, no one has brought him food, and not even a goddess who loves him has never appeared.

How sad! It's better to obediently prepare dry food and water sources, and be ready to go on a crying trip at any time.

Yang Jian heard the sound and stepped over. looked at the medicine fairy helplessly, to the effect that you finally stopped crying, you are more tormented than a child, what a headache.

The medicine fairy smiled innocently and scratched his head. I cried in the past three days, and I was a little ashamed at this time. However, thinking that his painting book was burned by the Jade Emperor, it was many years of hard work, and the medicine fairy was reluctant, and he also cried for the painting book.

Once, those drawing books brought a lot of good memories to the medicine fairy. To say that what is cherished is the drawing book, and the medicine fairy cherishes the beautiful memories of the past even more.

"Okay, if you have anything to say, I'll leave it at the medicine fairy's house."

Stepping on the colorful auspicious clouds under his feet, he rose into the air. Yang Jian attached his ear to Xiao Xian's ear, asking how her skill had dropped a lot, when she defeated the Great Demon King, Xiao Xian's strength should not be underestimated. If you look closely, it's just a few points worse than Yang Jian.

Xiao Xian's brows furrowed, and he hesitated whether to say anything about the Hung Huang Manji. His strength has improved so quickly because of this book. After thinking about it carefully, this book can only be seen by the Oneiroi, and only the Oneiroi can cultivate. And between heaven and earth, the only immortal who can cultivate this book is Xiao Xian alone. So, there's nothing wrong with that.

"Shh......h This is a secret, waiting for you to exchange your god crown for it~" Xiaoxian sells cuteness and laughs innocently.

Yang Jian's eyes flashed with banter, and he asked quietly, "You want to marry me sooner so much?" ”

"Poof...... You...... You ......" Xiaoxian was shy and couldn't speak, her cheeks flushed.

Faced with his playful eyes, Xiaoxian held a white flag and surrendered. I couldn't hear what Yang Jian said at all, I only knew that the handsome face was so charming.

In the blink of an eye, I came to the palace of the medicine fairy. Here, the fragrance of flowers wafts in the palace of the medicine fairy, and everywhere you go, flowers bloom everywhere. It is said that every flower is a medicinal flower, has magical healing powers, and is one of the favorite herbs of the medicine fairy. He likes to raise flowers, not grass, not to mention exotic animals.

(To be continued.) )