As a highly qualified old beast, the one-horned civet felt that in the 10,000 years of life, the most brain-filled thing was that when the plum god broke into the wind and stream, he "kindly" became a guide, and since then he has opened the sad years of "every time the plum god trembles".

Mortals often say, eat a trench and grow a wisdom, it can be seen that the white fox is not enlightened. So, when it stepped into the wind and stream with a super-luxurious and super-pompous parrot, it had an epiphany: it's fucking wrong again!

It's just a pity that it's too late. The colorful parrot rested its paws on its horn, like a great general, and gave the order majestically: "Go to the left, go to the right!" Don't be too fast, don't be too fast, bird stun! ”

The white beaver was furious, and Lord Mei God bullied it, and even a bird didn't take it as a divine beast in his eyes, and he was embarrassed! Vowing to teach the parrot a lesson, it immediately stopped on a boulder halfway up the mountain, lifted its hooves, and slapped it on the top of the head!

Boom!

The claw heart seemed to have caught some hard thing, and a colorful feather fell in front of him, and the white fox smiled proudly, and the two hooves moved down, wanting to see how arrogant the thief and parrot were. It moved, moved, pulled, and couldn't be pulled off. Every time I pull it, my head hurts. Gotcha, where is the colorful parrot in its photo? It's clearly its own one-horned!

The white raccoon was embarrassed and looked up to look for the parrot, but saw the little parrot fluttering its wings and stopping behind a leafy treetop.

The white beaver lowered his body, and the four hooves slowly walked forward. Get ready to attack again. I don't know what the colorful parrot is looking at, so fascinating, it's a good time to catch it!

The white raccoon kicked up its hooves and pounced on it!

"Shh~~~" The colorful parrot put its right wing on the beak of the bird, squeezed its eyebrows and said, "There is a situation!" ”

Before the front hooves touched the parrot, it paused gorgeously in mid-air, and then planted it again. Fortunately, this old beast had not yet reached the time when its legs and feet were inconvenient, so it pulled up the branches next to it and turned over to the parrot. Covered in broken leaves. Very embarrassed. The white raccoon leaned over helplessly: "What's the situation?" ”

The colorful parrot didn't say a word, but only looked down and beaked.

The white raccoon looked out through the dense foliage, in the narrow and narrow crevice. A familiar figure flashed in the distance.

It was handsome. Transcendent. The cold brother in white clothes, isn't he the god of Dongjun?!

In the past few days, Dongjun has explained that it has taken care of Lord Meishen. Then he slipped away. The white beaver has come to Qianqi Lake several times, but he has never seen Dongjun, as if this great god has forgotten all about the girl soaking in the pool. Who would have thought that Dongjun would be such a villain, pestle on this halfway mountainside, peeping at the flower girl taking a bath!

Jiu Mingmei played all kinds of bubbles in the backstroke, breaststroke, butterfly stroke, and thousand-foot deep diving, but she had nothing to do, so she had to lie down on the water and fall asleep bored. The purple gauze fairy robe on her body was soaked with water, and it was tightly attached to her body, clearly imprinting the curves of her whole body.

Well, the chest is flatter, the body is shorter, and the temperament is too fierce, compared to some fair beauties in the mortal world, after all, there are some shortcomings. How could Dongjun be so fascinated? Even the white beavers and colorful parrots not far away were peeping, and they didn't even notice it.

The white fox sighed in his heart: I can't imagine that you are such a Dongjun!

Jiu Mingmei slept more and more deeply, and she didn't know what she dreamed of, so she frowned. A stream of black gas flowed, and under the white and almost transparent skin, it became more and more terrifying. The plum blossoms on the cheeks easily regained their bright red color, and they were dyed ink by the black gas.

Dongjun looked stunned, took out a strangely shaped flute from his arms, and put it to his lips. The pink lips opened slightly, the slender ten fingers pressed flexibly, and streams of clear music flowed out from his fingertips, and after a few circles in mid-air, they were injected into the water of the thousand-foot pool. The water in the pool is rippling with microwaves, circle by circle, and the music is transmitted into the bright body. In a moment, the plum blossoms faded to ink, and the bright brows slowly unfolded.

The colorful parrot was fascinated by it, and gradually the beak of the bird smiled, and it tilted its head, and even forgot to grasp the branches, and its body "rubbed" and fell crookedly. The white fox panicked, and immediately stretched out its neck, bit the tips of its wings, and then took it up. The colorful parrot didn't have the slightest consciousness of almost falling into bird meat sauce, but stretched out its wings, patted the white civet's brain, and said with a smile: "Your Dongjun, you have a crush on my devil, right?!" ”

Wow, what a fresh conclusion!

At this time, it was the turn of the white beaver to "rub" and fall crookedly.

The white raccoon hurriedly grabbed the branch and climbed up again with difficulty: "Uh...... Probably, maybe, probably...... Right? ”

The music stopped suddenly, and Dongjun's cold voice floated from below: "Within three hours, don't disturb the plum god." ”

The one-horned white civet and the colorful parrot, a beast and a bird, looked at each other for a while, and panicked. His Excellency found out that they were here early on, and because they thought they were hiding well enough, they even secretly speculated that the god was trapped by love and lost their vigilance.

The two of them chattered, came out of the branches, and saluted Dongjun.

Dongjun's eyes were cold and clear, without the slightest trace of fireworks, let alone any emotion to speak of. When he saw the colorful parrot, the one-horned white raccoon hurriedly explained the cause and effect clearly, indicating that the parrot was simply a tiger skin plaster, and he couldn't shake it off. The colorful parrot didn't care about the white civet's words, and the two small amber round eyes blinked, and moved nervously behind the white civet, as if they were afraid of what Dongjun would say.

Fortunately, Dongjun just glanced at it, didn't say anything, put away the flute, and the thorn flew away again.

The colorful parrot breathed a sigh of relief, flew up, grabbed the white beaver's horn with its claws, and said indignantly: "What tiger skin plaster!" What a tiger skin plaster! It's bird skin! Bird~~~"

"......" (10,000 grass and mud horses are omitted here...... ）

The water at night was cool and cold, and Jiu Mingmei was once again awakened by the cold, and he shivered. Good fellow, a beast, a bird, the pestle on the shore looked at her stupidly, and the eyes were crooked.

"Lord Adversary, you're finally awake!" The colorful parrot blinked its thin eyelids, and actually squeezed out a bird's tear. Well, yes, if you wait any longer, it will soon turn into a "magic stone".

Jiu Mingmei stretched her waist, and a fierce man plunged into the pool water, and when she got out of the water again, she had already appeared on the shore: "Manju and Mujing, get together?" ”

The white fox hurriedly said: "Mei Shen is wise. ”

Jiu Mingmei picked at her wet black hair, and evoked a charming smile: "Ready, close the net." (To be continued.) )