Ruoli turned around and walked towards the soft couch in the sedan chair, only to see that Zeyan was already lying on it, and he was not lying on the outside like when he came, but occupied the middle position, and he didn't mean to leave a vacant seat for Ruoli at all.

Fortunately, there was an extra chaise longue on the edge of the soft couch, and if he was happy, he hurriedly walked over and lay on it, and covered the fox fur that he had taken off tightly.

That's fine.

The cold wind outside the sedan car was whistling, but it did not affect the warmth in the sedan car at all, and the night pearl flashed with soft light, hazy night.

"You knew him 70,000 years ago?" Ze Yan, who thought he was asleep, said coldly.

Ruoli has always been able to fall asleep on the bed, and at the moment he responded in a daze, "Hmm." "The voice is soft and glutinous, like a cat's moaning.

"Tell me. Ze Yan said with interest, looking at Ruoli who buried his head in the fox fur with deep eyes.

Tightly grasping the fox fur that kept slipping, Ruoli pouted, and sat up angrily, talking about the divine power, where she was the emperor's opponent.

After talking about what happened back then, Ruoli glanced at Ze Yan, who had always closed his eyes, tied the fox fur tightly to his body, and lay back with a heavy sigh of relief, continuing her hard to buy a good sleep.

A chuckle.

"It's stupid. Ze Yan opened his eyes and looked at the night pearl floating on the roof of the sedan chair, and laughed softly, rippling in his watery eyes.

Ruoli protested in a muffled voice under the fox fur, "I was still young at the time, and it was understandable to make some low-level mistakes!" Although the Qingluan sedan chair was easier to control than the floating sedan chair, it was really a big challenge for her who was less than 20,000 years old at the time.

"Is there a difference? Today, you're just as stupid!"

Although she is self-aware, if you want to say that she is stupid, she is not convinced!

"Huh!", Ruoli sat up, glared at Ze Yan, just wrapped his whole head under the fox fur, his hair was a little messy, his eyes were full of aura and flashed under the night pearl, and his cheeks were slightly red because of anger, which made people can't help but want to pinch it.

Unwilling to admit defeat, he raised his chin, "Nonsense, how can I be stupid! Although I am not qualified, but aside from cultivation, the mother goddess often praises me for being smart and clever!"

"Heh..." Ze Yan chuckled, propped up one hand to support his head, and lay on his side to meet Ruoli's stubborn face, with a hint of banter in his eyes.

"Benjun tests you, if your feet are chained at the moment, and every moment passes, the chain will stretch by three inches, how long will it take for you and me to meet?"

Ruoli hurriedly put down Tang Pozi, raised his two hands, flipped between his ten fingers, and said something on his lips, "Three inches, a moment... Three inches... I..."The more anxious she became, she simply stood up, why is this question so difficult?

"Three hours! It's only three inches in a moment, when do I have to go..."Ruo Li's lips were pursed, her eyes turned, and her ten fingers kept pinching, and when she calculated another answer, Ze Yan didn't know when she was already standing in front of her, very close.

raised his eyebrows lightly, with a slight smile in his cold voice, "Did Ben Jun say that it could only be you walking towards me?", looking at the panicked Ruoli, the smile in his eyes deepened, "Heh... Call you stupid, still unconvinced, huh?"

His sudden approach caught Ruoli off guard, took a small step back but was stumbled by the recliner behind him, Zeyan took advantage of the situation to pull her to him, bent down slightly, his eyes were level with Ruoli, and his eyes were full of banter.

"I... I..."What should I do, it's so close, will he hear my chaotic heartbeat?, angry at his tricks, and nervous about his approach, she couldn't speak, her face was flushed, her breath was holding in her throat, and her red cheeks were almost dripping blood.

In a panic, he was reluctant to look away, what a scourge! Master was even more pleasing when he was still cold, he was simply here to hook the soul!

Looking at her embarrassed appearance, Ze Yan straightened his waist, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, and returned to the soft couch.

"So stupid, I'm ashamed of you. Ze Yan sighed helplessly.

Ruoli forcibly suppressed the surging in his heart, wanting to hide his panic, and said loudly, "Just now, you lied!"

"Or another question?"

"No, no, no, who knows what kind of strange problem you will have about the mountain not moving me, and I don't move the mountain if I don't move the mountain, I won't be fooled again!"

Zeyan's eyes closed slightly, and he chuckled again, "I've become smarter." ”

Ruoli sat on the chaise longue in a rage, pulled the fox fur over his body, and turned his back to him, but his mind kept echoing with the eyes he had just played.

The night is quiet, but the heart is not calm.

When Ruoli woke up, the floating sedan chair was already above the Qingchen Palace.

At this moment, she wished that she would never go down, as long as she returned to Qingchen Palace, the master would not be her alone.

After landing, Ze Yan instructed Ruo to run away and walk in the direction of the side hall where Jing Tan was.

Looking at his departing back, Ruoli sighed deeply-

Master, she has never been alone.

I don't know what method Ze Yan used, but when Ruoli got up the next day, he had already seen Jing Tan sitting next to Ze Yan in the pavilion, making tea.

Jing Tan is really good-looking, with such a beautiful face, in Ruoli's opinion, she is about to compare the mother goddess of the first beauty in the god realm, her temperament is elegant, good-tempered, gentle and considerate, soft-spoken, sitting next to Zeyan, letting time flow, people can't bear to disturb.

Looking at the two people in the pavilion, Ruoli unconsciously raised her hand to touch her cheeks, what would she look like if she was wearing women's clothes? However, in this life, I am afraid that she has no chance with her daughter.

Whenever she asked, the mother goddess always said with a sad expression that her life was at stake, and she should never tell anyone.

Fortunately, she has never had the obsession to be a woman again, and for her, the identity of a woman or the identity of a man has little to do with it.

But when she saw Jingtan and Zeyan together, she always wondered from time to time if she recovered her daughter's body.

"Yo, Xiao Ion, why are you blushing again, I said why do you blush when a man can't move?" Qi Yu, who didn't know when he came, walked up to Ruoli and said jokingly.

It was like being spied on the little secret of his heart, Ruoli was a little angry, ignored Qi Yu's banter and laughter, stepped on the snow, and ran to the pavilion without looking back.

Seeing that Zeyan was holding a cup of tea in her hand, she stretched it out without saying a word, and sent it straight to her mouth, as if she wanted to use tea to extinguish the fire in her heart.

Ruoli hurriedly put down the teacup, raised his hand and kept fanning the wind into his mouth, glanced at Qi Yu who was following him, and saw the spring breeze in his peach blossom eyes, and couldn't help but glance at him.

Jing Tan also poured him a cup of tea, and then sat quietly on the side.

After drinking the tea, Qi Yu smiled contentedly, stood beside Ruoli, and teased, "I said Xiao Ion, you are too small, right? Not only does she blush at every turn, but she is also small, a few points smaller than ordinary goddesses.

A small face the size of a palm is pink and tender, if she is a woman, I'm afraid no one will object.

Seeing that Ruoli didn't speak, a malicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You are like this, can you do it?"

Obviously, Ruoli was still a handful of tender grass in front of him, and he didn't hear the meaning of his words, so he stood on tiptoe, "Of course it's okay, it's better than you!"

"Heh..."Ze Yan, who was sitting on the side, couldn't help but chuckle lightly, and glanced at Qi Yu with slanted eyes, "You are really good, you were compared to 'him'." ”

Qi Yu smiled disapprovingly, compared with a hairy boy who seemed to be a man and not a woman, he lost his identity as a dignified god monarch, glanced at Ruoli and then at Jingtan.

"Huh-" The long puzzle attracted the attention of the other three people in the pavilion.

Carefully wandered around the faces of the two for a moment, and suddenly realized, "No wonder when I first saw Jing Tan, I thought she was familiar, and now if I look closely, Jing Tan and Xiao Ion really look a little similar!"

Zeyan, who was drinking tea, raised his eyes lightly and glanced at Jing Tan and Ruoli, he never cared about the appearance of women, in his eyes, women in the world are the same, there is not much difference, so that he has not paid much attention to the problems that Qi Yu said these days, and now that he mentioned it, it was really a little similar when he looked at it carefully.

"Really, I'll take a look!" Ruoli said excitedly as she bypassed the round table, although she didn't like Jingtan, it was the first time she had encountered someone who looked like this, and she couldn't help but be a little curious.

Just after Ruoli approached, Jing Tan's face turned pale instantly.

Qi Yu added, "If Ruoli grows a little longer, it is estimated that it will be more like Jingtan, and I don't know what big your kid eats, he is almost an adult man, just a little bit!" After speaking, he glanced at Ruoli with disgust.

If she hadn't heard of it, at this moment she wanted to see how similar she was to Jing Tan, and she was too familiar with her face, so that if one day there was a person in front of her who looked exactly like herself, I was afraid she wouldn't be able to recognize it, let alone resemble it.

"I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well, so I'll go back to my room first. Without waiting to get closer, Jing Tan walked out with her head down, in a hurry.

Looking at her figure drifting away, Ruoli pursed her lips, remembering her pale face just now, she had just woken up, and it was normal for her body to feel unwell.

In the side hall of Qingchen Palace.

Jing Tan, dressed in white, sat in front of the dresser, looked at the beautiful face in the mirror, slowly raised her trembling hand, and looked at the fingertips embedded in the skin that could be broken by blowing with a resentful expression.

The fingertips slid downward, with shocking red blood marks, and drops of blood stained the plain white clothes on the body, like red plums, blooming in the cold winter.

Looking down at the blood-stained ten fingers, her closed lips were slightly hooked, and she smiled softly.

Looking up at the cheeks that were unrecognizable, his eyes were sometimes complaining, sometimes fierce.