"Water—water—"

  Feng Qiqi had a splitting headache, rubbing his forehead, and couldn't help moaning.

  I only felt a pair of warm hands, gently helping her up, and the water cup was aimed at her mouth.

  The sweet tea relieved the discomfort in Feng Qiqi's stomach, and she swallowed the tea in a big gulp, shouting happily: "I still want it!" ”

  "The fairy can't drink too much, otherwise his stomach will be upset." A soft voice rings in my ears.

  Feng Qiqi suddenly woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself leaning on a gentle Huai Zheng

  Startled, Feng Qiqi hurriedly jumped up: "Where is this, who are you!" ”

  Dressed in a cloud robe, she evoked a soft smile, and with the tea cup in her hand at the moment, she knelt respectfully on the side: "The slave maid is the female official Xijian of the Martial God Temple, and she has seen the Qiqi Princess." ”

  "Martial God Temple?" Feng Qiqi raised her eyebrows, how could she be in the Martial God Temple!

  As if he saw what Feng Qiqi was thinking, Xijian hooked his lips and said with a gentle smile: "Princess Qiqi may not remember, it was His Royal Highness the Blue Dragon who brought you back, and Lord Martial God ordered the slave maid to take care of you." ”

  It's Long Rin, Feng Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief.

  Trying to recall what happened after getting drunk yesterday, I couldn't help but stiffen: "I seem to have vomited Long Rin?" Is it?! ”

  "Hehe, Lao Tzu will relieve you from the siege, what you repay to Lao Tzu is that you vomited Lao Tzu's body, do you still remember what you ate before you went up!"

  Long Rin's angry voice came from the temple gate, still dressed in a white robe, but his face stinked.

  Feng Qiqi smiled awkwardly but politely: "Hey, long time no see." ”

  "Huh." Long Rin sneered and walked in slowly: "Aunt Xijian is going to get busy, I'll just accompany her." ”

  "There is His Highness Lao Lanlong." Xijian replied lukewarmly, but did not refute Long Rin's words.

  Feng Qiqi smelled an inexplicable feeling, and looked at Long Rin and made a look: What's wrong?

  Long Rin ignored Feng Qiqi, and waited until Xixi was completely out before he said coldly: "Xixi is the eldest female official of the Martial God Temple, looking at Pei Qing like an eyeball." ”

  The rest of the words don't need to be spoken, Feng Qiqi already understands that his best cabbage has been arched by a gentleman, and it is strange that he can be happy.

  Long Rin looked at Feng Qiqi, revealing a constipated expression: "You are careful, in order to straighten Pei Qing in Xixi, as long as it is a woman, the entire Martial God Temple is full of beautiful Xian'e, but it is not as good as your face." ”

  Feng Qiqi sniffed his nose and said with a narrow smile: "Why did I ask about a vinegar smell." ”

  It was rare for Long Rin not to pay attention to Feng Qiqi, holding his chin and not knowing where to look: "What do you Pei Qing mean." ”

  “？” Feng Qiqi was puzzled.

  "When I chased him, everyone knew about it, but he ignored me, I gave up on him and changed to someone, he made trouble with my cousin of the Dragon Emperor, and as a result, I was demoted to the mortal, and finally came back, and he was entangled, what did he think?"

  Ren Long Rin thinks he is an expert in feelings, and he can't figure out what kind of paste is in the head of the martial god, and the more he thinks about it, the more angry he becomes.

  As soon as he turned around, he saw where Feng Qiqi was holding back his laughter, and rolled his eyes fiercely: "If you want to laugh, laugh!" ”

  Feng Qiqi couldn't help but pound the table and laughed wildly: "I'm sorry, I didn't hold back, it wasn't like this when you seduced Zi Feilin in the world, now you look like a girl in Sichun." ”