"Ah Le, what are you playing?" Banquet King walked into the room slightly.

On the new bed and quilt that had just been changed in the morning, his two babies were playing happily.

His frowning brows were slightly relaxed, but fortunately, these messes didn't affect them too much.

"You're back at the feast." Cang Qingle turned around and smiled at him, very warm, with a beautiful face and a soft smile, which made people feel happy when they saw it.

"I don't like the bone flute very much, so I won't give it to me."

"Oh?" Yan Jun walked over curiously, and sure enough, he saw the little guy holding the bone flute in front of his chest with his two small hands, and he went to catch the bone flute mischievously, and he could unexpectedly feel a sense of resistance. The little baby's strength is pitiful, as long as he pushes a little harder, he can snatch it, but his little strength has already made the little bun feel that someone is going to grab something with him, and the whole little face shows a similar defensive anger, not to mention how cute the little appearance is.

Yan Jun felt that Xiao Baozi's expression was very interesting, he let go of his hand for a while, and after a while, he pretended to "grab" the bone flute, and Xiao Baozi glared at him angrily......

After a few cycles like this, Cang Qingle couldn't stand it anymore, "When feasting on the king, don't play with him." ”

"How fun our son is." Yan Jun smiled and scratched the nose of Xiao Baozi, he knew that he was holding his mother's baby and not letting go, and his shrewdness was no longer enough to describe him.

"Are you tired?" Cang Qingle asked, she had been staring at him since she entered the door, how could the tiredness he forcibly hide in her eyes escape her eyes.

"Well, no one will ever calculate you again." Do it when feasting. Holding Cang Qingle into his arms, this feeling of intimacy and dependence on each other made him very down-to-earth.

No one will calculate her in the future, to be able to say so, he must have made a lot of efforts, the banquet family is where he grew up after all, he has to attack those people he is familiar with, and his heart must be under a lot of pressure.

If she could, how much she hoped that the banquet would still be the first time they met. That silver hair was flying. The cold and indifferent young master of the banquet family, as long as he stands tall, it makes people feel that any trouble is floating clouds in front of him.

Cang Qingle didn't know how to comfort him, so he turned around and protected him. Say, "The little one is asleep." ”

"yes. I fell asleep and still held the bone flute. Looks like he really likes this stuff. When the banquet gentleman played with the little bun's hand, he didn't see the bone flute fall from his little hand, and he felt very funny for a while.

"Let him hold it first. I can't lose it anyway. Cang Qingle doted. As far as the magical effect of the bone flute is concerned, it can be said to be the treasure of the world in the last days, but it is now just Xiao Baozi's favorite toy.

"Well, the bone flute is a big yin and a big cold thing, and he is a full yin born when the yin year is cloudy, the moon is cloudy, and the sun is cloudy, no wonder he likes it so much." Yan Jun said with a smile.

Hearing him say this, Cang Qingle quickly understood, and suddenly thought of something that he had forgotten for a long time, "When you feasted on the king, didn't you know the origin of the bone flute?" Tell me quickly. ”

"Huh? Ah Le really wanted to know, it was a long, long story. Yan Jun smiled and sold Guan Zi unhurriedly.

A long, long story? How long exactly? Cang Qingle's heart itched when she listened, she remembered that there was a word "魃" on the bone flute, this is a very long story, should it be related to this word?

"Let's talk about it."

"You should have heard the story of Ying Long and Nu Lu, when the Yellow Emperor was able to win the holy war against Chi You, Nu Lu and Ying Long can be said to be two very important people, but the ending of the two of them is not very good."

"Is the legend true? Later, the female Lu died for Ying Long? Then she's such a stupid woman. Cang Qingle said, she had been paying for that man, and when he finally knew her love, she had gone to another world for him.

"Did you say that about your ancestors? Well? Yan Jun didn't have a good airway, and stretched out his slender fingers to scratch her nose as punishment.

"Are they the ancestors of the Cang family?" Cang Qingle felt unbelievable, she always thought that those people in the myth were enough, they only needed to live in the literature and classics, and now when they listened to the meaning of the banquet, they really existed!

"Otherwise, why do you think your blood can restrain the zombie virus?" When feasting, he pinched her cheeks, and the delicate skin he touched made him fall in love.

The ancient bloodline awakened in her body is in the same vein as the female hermitage, and the yin qi of the world is condensed in the blood, otherwise the female slug would not be considered the ancestor of zombies.

"What about the ancestor of the Yan family? Is it the Yan Emperor? "Somehow, Cang Qingle began to think, the female Ying Long has come out, and Emperor Yan is not bad.

"Clever girl." Yan Jun praised it.

"......" turned out to be real?!

Cang Qingle stuck out his tongue, the myths of this world can become true, and the end of the world is simply normal!

On the other hand, it seems to be true, the end of the world has come, or the kind that flies to wreak havoc, the existence of ancient gods, immortals, or something, it's really too possible.

But let's get down to business.

"Since there is a 'Lu' character on the bone flute, it must be related to the female flute." Although Cang Qingle asked, he was almost sure in his heart that the two must have something to do with each other.

"It is said that she made it from the bones of her body, but it is not clear which bone it is, and many things have been blurred over time. I'm afraid no one knows what happened in front of tens of thousands of people. Yan Jun said lightly.

However, it won't be long before he realizes that he was wrong.

The two of them talked together for a long time, about the bone flute, about Emperor Yan, about Xuanmen, and some of them chatted for a long time.

Yan Jun glanced at the wall clock on the wall, it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening, and it was the second watch in ancient times, so he said: "It's time to sleep, I have asked Ah San and Ah Si to prepare, and the day after tomorrow I can send you and the little guy back to the Cangmu base." ”

What about you?

Cang Qingle's eyes flashed, she and Xiao Baozi went back, what about him? The Tianya base is his home, will he leave here?

"Don't be cranky, we are a family and will always be together." Yan Junshi glanced through her thoughts, and her gaze was so obvious, what it meant, you can understand it at a glance.

"Well, you said that." Cang Qingle shrank into the quilt with satisfaction, it was enough to have his words.

She forgot, she slept all day, and she really didn't feel sleepy at all.

At the banquet, he put the little bun back in his little cradle, went to take a bath, and went to bed with a full body of heat.

"Ah Le ......" pressed Cangqingle when feasting on the king, and the meaning of pleasure in his eyes was exposed.

Cang Qingle's heart was pounding, her face was red, they were husband and wife, it was normal to do that kind of thing.

"Then you ...... gentle"

When the banquet was granted, his breathing became a little heavier, and he lowered his head to kiss the lips, and he no longer restrained himself. (To be continued.) )