"It's not water, it's clear. Sheng Hong continued to pour a cup and handed it to Yue Tangerine, squinted his eyes and smiled, like a cunning and cute little fox, he also took a drink, and then quickly lowered his eyebrows, but his eyes exuded desolation and despair, and said softly: "I told you not to eat so urgently, but now you hurt your throat, it hurts to drink some water, and you deserve it." ”

The tone of this sentence was too light, as if he was muttering shallowly to himself. Yuetang was stunned for a moment, unsure if he was talking to him. But there were only the two of them around, so Yuetang put her mind at ease, her lips opened and closed up and down, and she chirped for a moment, as if she was seriously reminiscing and thinking.

"But the pain felt different. Yuetangi frowned, pouted, opened a pair of big watery eyes, and wanted to continue to explain aggrievedly, but saw that the corners of Shenghong's mouth were filled with a sweet smile, but his eyes were full of sadness, and the lingering sorrow tightly grasped Yuetang's heart, and it hurt for a moment, and he obediently closed his mouth.

"Look, the contents of this small cup are clear and translucent, what else would it be if it wasn't water?" Sheng Hong continued to hand the full water cup in his hand to Yue Tangerine, and said with a smile: "You try again, it must be because your throat was cut by the piece of duck meat you just ate, otherwise it would hurt to drink a glass of water." ”

Yueju tilted her head, sighed, obediently raised her head, and drank all the water inside, but she choked on tears, coughed fiercely several times, glared at him resentfully, and said: "It's not pain, it's spicy, I feel like my stomach and throat are burned by something, it's hot and painful." ”

"Isn't the hot pain painful?" Sheng Hong took the cup in her hand and continued to add wine to it, poured it full, drank it all herself, enjoying the heat in her chest, her eyes were deep and shallow, the sadness between her eyebrows was faint, but what she said to Yue Tang was very naughty, and with bad intentions, she deliberately said worriedly: "Next time, don't eat in such a hurry, otherwise your throat will hurt, and your stomach will hurt, and it will not be you who suffers." ”

Yueju scratched the back of his ear, supported the table with one hand, and stared at the person in front of him with a smile, but he only felt groggy, and suddenly one person became two people, two vague shadows, and then became a person again, hooked the corners of his mouth, smiled evilly, and then handed himself a glass of water, and said, "Okay, okay, drink some more water, and bring in the things that are blocked in your throat." ”

"But the water smells. Tsukiju stood up in a trance, only to feel that two blurred shadows began to appear on top of each other in front of him, and he tried to reach out and grab one of them, but he grabbed the void and almost tripped himself.

When Yue Tang got up to grasp the overlapping phantom, he used a lot of strength, and there was even a faint tendency for the demonic qi to evacuate and flow. She angrily put her hands on her waist, pointed in the direction of the back kitchen, and said vaguely: "There must be something wrong with this shop, and it has been drugged in the water, which is why it is like this." Maybe it's poison, it seems that I have been poisoned behind me, and there is no way to save it. ”

After that, a burst of fragrant flowers filled the hotel, Yueyu sat down dejectedly, leaned on the wooden chair, pursed the corners of his mouth, tears in his eyes went straight out, and cried bitterly: "I'm poisoned, I'm going to die, I won't live long." ”

As he spoke, he held Sheng Hong's hand with a warm and gratifying face, couldn't help sobbing a few times, and smiled sadly: "Fortunately, you didn't eat so much, even if you are poisoned, it is not as deep as mine." Leave me alone, it's too dangerous here. ”

......

Sheng Hong chuckled, lowered her eyebrows, covered the water and sadness in her eyes, finally came back to her senses, coughed lightly, and held Yuetang's hand back, with a little cunning at the corner of her mouth, pretending to be affectionate, and said: "I won't leave you alone." We say that if we want to be together forever and forever, we must be together for the rest of our lives. ”

"???" Yue Tang tilted his head, strangely looking at the figure overlapping and confused, many messy question marks and pictures flashed in his head, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his mouth was dry, and his mouth was bitter, and he poured the cup of water that Sheng Hong had just prepared into his mouth, choking out a lot of tears, his cheeks were crimson, his eyes were blurred and he looked at Sheng Hong, lying on the table, smiling softly, and said: "I feel that I am poisoned more deeply, let's get out of here quickly and escape." If you can only go one, I will cut it off, and you can leave quickly. ”

Yueju hung his head, his eyes were dilated, his eyes were filled with a thin layer of moisture, he was panting with his mouth half-open, although he said Top Gun's heroic words, he couldn't speak clearly, and he almost bit his tongue, stumbling and tossing for a while, and finally his whole body was paralyzed, he fell on the table, squinted his eyes and looked at Sheng Hong simply, and whispered: "Sheng Hong, the things in the last life are not your fault, nor is it the fault of that young lady." ”

Even if they missed each other, they also experienced that parting of life and death for each other. Hundreds of years have passed, and she has already been reincarnated a few times, if you are still deeply trapped in it, it is too stupid and stupid. Yuetang's voice is very light and gentle, with a faint aroma of wine and fragrance, full of sheng red heart, warm.

Yueju burped, tried to get up, and reached out and touched his head with difficulty, just as he did to himself, gentle and doting, and said, "If you can't let go for a long time, you will miss a lot of the scenery around you." Maybe that person is your good match, and that girl will really only be a calamity on your way to immortality, and it will be good if it passes. ”

Hearing the sound, Sheng Hong only felt that her body was stagnant, and she was stunned for a long time, before she shook her head helplessly, one hand fell on Yuetang's waist, and the other hand went around her back, got up and hugged her, threw the ingot of silver and walked towards the door.

"Shenghong, where are we going?" Yueju was obedient and docile in Shenghong's arms, her eyes closed slightly, and she felt that Shenghong was walking out in a daze, and it seemed to be suspended in mid-air, and there was a whirring wind around her, with a little coolness, and asked curiously.

Yuetangi tried to open his eyes and look around, only to see that the surrounding fairy aura was swirling, and the smoke filled the air, with a clear and thick breath, like a heavy mountain stone pressing straight down, the air around him was instantly plundered, forcing Yuetangi to grab the placket of his clothes in pain, his face instantly turned pale and bloodless, his head was tightly pressed against Shenghong's chest, and he clenched his teeth to support his invisible huge depressed and painful body.

Even if he is drunk, Tsukita's consciousness has not completely disappeared, and in the face of extreme danger, his body will instinctively react somewhat. Yueju propped up her body and pushed Sheng Hong away. Sheng Hong didn't react for a moment, and Yue Tang fell down hard, smashing to the ground, and with a bang, the bones collided with the ground, rubbing out a bright red blood mark.

Yue Tang didn't have time to care about the pain in his body, the whole person was deeply dragged by the fear of danger, shook his body and stood up weakly, slowly regained his senses, and said, "Since the immortals are here, why bother to make a mystery. The little demon moon orange greets the immortals with the gift of the yang realm. ”

Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling man, Yue Tang understood that if he spoke first at this time, there might be a possibility of turning around at this time. I don't know what I offended him to force myself to the current point, so embarrassed and broken.

I only hope that her current appearance will not be seen by the immortal who once rescued her. Tsukiju subconsciously buried his head a little lower towards his heart, biting his lip tightly, and constantly taking deep breaths to adjust his state. But in the bottom of my heart, I couldn't help but slander this immortal for being really willful and rude.

The reason why I feel like this is because the immortal qi Yueju is very familiar, but the oppression and heaviness it brings are unheard of by Yuetang, after all, it is precisely because of the spiritual power left by the immortals that Yuetangi can recover in just two hundred years.

Moreover, this immortal qi is so strong that no one can beat it, so that just the immortal qi can bring such painful pressure to Yuetang, in the two worlds of yin and yang, who else can there be besides the Demon Lord and him?

Moreover, he is already strong enough that he can be so confident in his immortal qi and can be retracted freely, there is no need to hide it at all. Or, now, the immortal power that is enough to kill Yueju with oppression may not be his real strength. He was also leaving a little thin noodles, and he didn't intend to really wipe out the moon orange on the spot.

Yueju knew in his heart that the disparity between his strength and his power was like the difference between heaven and earth, so he took the lead in breaking the oppressive atmosphere and correcting his identity to negotiate with him, which was also another smart choice.

Sheng Hong stood behind Yuetang, looking at her half-hunched in worry, respectfully moving in an ethereal and transparent direction, confused for a moment, but Yuetang's behavior was not like being drunk, but the fear and the most primitive and instinctive reaction revealed by all creatures in the face of absolutely powerful danger.

Yueju endured the dizziness and drowsiness in his brain and the churning in his stomach, his body trembled, forcing himself not to fall, to do the etiquette of the yang world in place, maybe the other party could see his sincerity and open his net.

"Bold little demon, how can the Yang Realm wait for you to come here to spread wild. Don't catch it quickly. A domineering voice broke Yuetang's contemplation, Yuetangi shook his head vigorously, looked up with difficulty, looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a *** in silver and white clothes in front of Yuetang.

The man was handsome and valiant, tall and muscular, with a sharp gaze and a sharp eye, and beside him stood another man who looked seven points like him. The man's eyes were deep and cold, his eyebrows lowered slightly, and he glanced lightly in the direction behind Yuetang, and then withdrew his gaze and probed Yuetang.

Yueju looked up at the man who was probing him, and smiled familiarly, grinning at the corners of his mouth, with a vague stupidity, with a little cautious flattery. And the man was motionless, his body straight and calm, and he looked at Yuetang's gaze slightly, mysterious and calm, but there was a faint hint of displeasure and hostility, so that Yueju could not see his emotions clearly.

Drunken in his heart, Yueju didn't dare to be ambiguous, and seriously thought about whether he knew this immortal, but after searching his head for a round, he was sure that it seemed that they had indeed never seen each other before, at least there was no grudge.

After confirming it, Yue Tang had some confidence and smiled at the immortal, but couldn't help but burp. Tsukiju was so frightened that she quickly came back to her senses and covered her mouth, widening her eyes with dilated pupils from fright.

The immortal looked at the moon orange again, with a bit of vigilance and coldness. Yue Tang shuddered, felt that his wine was a little sober, withdrew the smile on his face, looked at him stasically, and said in his heart: This immortal must not be provoked.

"Is that you?" Fang Qian, the immortal who loudly reprimanded Yuetang, was staring at her firmly with a kind of surprise, joy and very enthusiasm at this time, which made Yuetang's originally mushy head even more confused, tilted his head, squinted his eyes at him, and then pouted and smiled politely.

Could it be that he had any contact with this immortal before?

Or maybe he fell in love with him at first sight?

But his charm doesn't seem to be so ......

Since none of this is the case, what could be the reason?

That's a bit of a ...... It's weird.

Well, it's weird.

"Immortal, have we seen each other before?" Tsukiju felt a strong sense of shame about his narcissism, but the other party's gaze was really hot and complicated, and he had to make up something in Tsukichi's brain.

The crimson of the moon orange's cheeks deepened a little, reflecting the girl's white and tender skin, and a pair of misty eyes stared straight in a certain direction, which was even more playful and cute, and gave birth to a little charm.

Sure enough, it's a little goblin. Night Season patted his heart, and couldn't help but see it in a certain direction.

Yuetang's wine has not yet sobered up, and she can't help but burp again, her stomach is churning hard, her heart is stuffy, she wants to vomit but she doesn't dare to vomit, so she has to subconsciously hunch her body and maintain a posture that is ugly but can make her feel a little more comfortable.