The bright moonlight hit the white marble floor tiles of the heavenly court, glowing with white forests and cold light. Lan Qing walked alone on the road leading to the east gate of the Heavenly Court. The cold wind slapped Lan Qing's face, picking up the corners of Lan Qing's clothes. Lan Qing felt that the fierce cold wind had blown him more sober and comfortable.

He walked up to the Buxia platform of the cloud banner and looked around. Although it was dark night, I couldn't see the surroundings clearly, but I could still vaguely feel that this Buxia platform was in the bare place around, suddenly rising, such a smooth colorful glass platform.

Lan Qing rubbed his hand against the glass railing on the Buxia Terrace, and muttered in his mouth: "Yunqi, I'm sorry!" He looked up at the sky and saw the sparse stars in the north like a giant crab baring its teeth and claws at him.

Lan Qing sighed and said to himself, "It turns out that it's already Xiaoxue!" He stretched out his hand and shot it into the air, as if he wanted to touch the stars, and then he lowered his hand weakly, and muttered to himself: "The lonely years are idle, and there is helplessness in the passing years." Why don't you take a little snow, and wait for the sky at the shallow bottom of Longxiang! After chanting this poem, Lan Qing seemed to be in good spirits, took out a swarthy Tao Xun from his arms, and blew it faintly.

With the sound of the wind blowing through the valley, like a song and a poem, like a cry and a soft voice, there were many osmanthus trees crowded around Buxiatai, and those osmanthus trees only grew to the height of the railing of Buxiatai, neatly and neatly, as if pruned, but all of them were densely packed with small pale yellow flowers. And those little flowers are all desperately exuding the sweet fragrance unique to osmanthus. The air was suddenly filled with greasy and crooked, sweet and silky aroma.

Lan Qing looked at the osmanthus flowers around Buxiatai with satisfaction, and said silently in his heart: "Yunqi, I hope you are all well." My peace is you! Then Lan Qing silently came down from Buxiatai, and did not say goodbye to anyone, and went straight down to the East China Sea from the east gate.

Yunqi arrived at Buxiatai on Pingdan. When she heard about Lan Qing's incident, she felt an unspeakable sadness and sadness in her heart. She really wanted to go and see Lan Qing, but she didn't have any excuse to visit Lan Qing now. You can only pray and bless silently in your heart. Her eyes were red and swollen, and she must have been crying quietly all night. At this moment, she listlessly climbed the Buxia Terrace, and she didn't even pay attention to the osmanthus trees crowded around the Daobu Xiatai.

The cloud flag has a weak, absent-minded Buxia. The wind sends laurel incense, and the nasal cavity of this cloud flag is instantly filled with the sweet and glutinous fragrance of laurel. Yun Qi shook his head in disbelief, but the fragrance became stronger and stronger. Yun Qi looked around with some doubts, and then looked down, only to find that the railing of Buxiatai was like being pruned, surrounding Buxiatai, and the osmanthus trees crowded next to each other stood there like neatly arranged heavenly soldiers.

She warmed her heart and was ecstatic: "Lan Qing has been here!" He still can't rest assured of me after all! ”

Yunqi ran to the bottom of Buxia Terrace like crazy, ran to the side of the osmanthus tree, and carefully rubbed these osmanthus trees. She excitedly stroked each osmanthus tree, and then stopped, looking at these osmanthus trees blankly, tears flowing!

Yun Qi secretly said in his heart: "Lan Qing, you are the most noble and immaculate god in my Yun Qi's heart after all!" It has never changed! ”

Yunqi wiped away his tears and inadvertently lowered his head, only to find that there was soil under his feet. Those osmanthus trees actually grew in the soil. Yun Qi was taken aback, there was no such maroon soil on this heavenly court.

Yun Qi squatted down, grabbed a handful of dirt with his hand, put it to his nose and sniffed it, and rubbed it with his hand. Confirmed is the soil. She wondered, what did Lan Qing want to tell me?

Yu Heng rushed back to Ziwei Mansion. is sitting in front of the stone table in the courtyard, staring at the real body of the flower god Yang Ling in the glass jar, it is a blooming, Xiangfei-colored lotus! But he heard a deep voice rumbling above his head: "The witch spirit is back to its original state?" ”

Yu Heng was frightened, and hurriedly bowed down to Emperor Ziwei to say goodbye. But the eyebrows that were full of flying colors had already been seen by Emperor Ziwei in the eyes. He replied honestly: "The witch spirit now has a smiling voice and a posture and expression that is already like a young girl!" It seems that the recovery is as good as before! ”

Emperor Ziwei frowned, as if he was muttering to himself: "Long Xiang is shallow and waiting for the sky!" Lan Qing has finally found the true meaning! ”

Yu Heng repeated with some confusion: "Long Xiang is shallow and waiting for the sky? Immortal, what does this have to do with Lan Qing? ”

Emperor Ziwei didn't answer his question directly, but just said, "You go to Buxiatai to have a look!" ”

Fan Qing saw Lan Qing arrive at Fanqing Palace alone, grinned, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a pair of shackles like crystals appeared in his palm. He walked up to Lan Qing, and said with a smile: "Lan Qing, if you want to be wronged, since you are here to be a mount, you must have the appearance of a mount." Hahaha! Fan Qing could no longer hide his hypocritical face, and laughed fiercely.

Lan Qing looked at Fan Qing, who was laughing wildly, took the shackles without saying a word, and consciously put them on his neck, wrists, and ankles.

Fan Qing saw that Lan Qing didn't even ask, so he put the cold ice lock around his neck, but he felt a little strange. He circled around Lan Qing and didn't notice anything unusual. So, he leaned his face closer to Lan Qing, looked at Lan Qing gloomily and said, "Lan Qing, you dare to put this cold ice lock on yourself without asking?" ”

Lan Qing asked unhurriedly: "Lan Qing asked, didn't the Demon Venerable put this ice lock on Lan Qing's body?" ”

When Fan Qing heard Lan Qing ask him like this, he shouted angrily: "Impossible! ”

After listening to Fan Qing's words, Lan Qing just raised his eyes and glanced at Fan Qing with slight contempt, then raised his head arrogantly and stood there, no longer making a sound. It's just that Lan Qing was so understated and dismissive, which completely angered Fan Qing. He grabbed the shackles around Lan Qing's neck a little hysterically, and yelled at Lan Qing: "Kneel down for me!" ”

Lan Qing was neither humble nor arrogant and stalked about being hurt by Fan Qing's neck, no longer looked at Fan Qing, but said coldly: "Demon Venerable, Lan Qing was appointed by Heaven to be a mount for Hai Yuan, but Lan Qing has not visited Hai Qing yet, and Demon Venerable is so angry with Lan Qingyi, after all, it is a little overstepping!" ”

When Fan Qing heard Lan Qing say this, he was angry and angry. When he was about to make a move on Lan Qing, Hai Ran spoke: "Demon Venerable, since it was the mount that Heavenly Court gave me Hai Ran, Demon Venerable really shouldn't be rude to Lan Qing in front of Hai Lun like this. ”

When Fan Qing heard Hai Yan speak, although he was still angry, he immediately calmed down and said flatteringly: "What Lord Hai said is extremely true! Fan Qing is reckless! ”

Lan Qing quietly observed the every move of Fan Qing and Hai Yuan, and waited for Hai Yuan to sit down, and Fan Qing sat down beside him before he walked in front of Hai Zhen and bowed.

Hai Yuan looked at Lan Qing, who was locked in cold ice even though he was reduced to a prisoner, and he still looked like a jade tree facing the wind, and he was a little puzzled. He squinted at Fan Qing again, the appearance was also Zhou Zheng, and the skeleton was also very well-proportioned, overall, this skin bag was still good. But it always makes people look at it and feel that something is missing. Even if you have a good skin, at first glance, it still gives a bad impression.

Hai Yin recalled the appearance of Xia Fanqing when he was an immortal, as if he did not have the immortal wind bones of the immortals, and now he is a demon venerable, and he does not have the domineering spirit of the demon venerable. There always seems to be a gloomy feeling in him, and the resentment and obsession that have accumulated viciously cannot be dissolved. He sighed in his heart and said in his heart: "This Le Xuan really gave birth to a good son." Le Xuan may be content in her heart! But it's bitter! gave birth to such a heartless son. ”

So Hai Yuan slowly opened his mouth and said to Lan Qing: "Since Heavenly Court has assigned you to come over and be my mount, then you must abide by the rules of my East China Sea." ”

Lan Qing bowed and said to Hai Yuan: "That's nature. But by the orders of the Sea Patriarch. ”

"Lan Qing!" A sharp female voice came from behind Lan Qing. When Lan Qing heard this shout, it was both familiar and unfamiliar. He raised his face and saw that the faces of Hai Yuan and Fan Qing had changed suddenly. So, he turned around and saw that he was dressed in a red dress and a red dress, and his hair was delicately combed and meticulous. It's just that the fiery red kapok on the bun is a bit eye-catching. Because her face was too pale, this fiery red color made her more and more snow-white, and the white was a little transparent. You can almost feel the appearance of the blood vessels clearly. It turned out to be Cai Wei!

Lan Qing was a little dumbfounded, looking at Cai Wei in place. In Lan Qing's impression, Cai Wei has always been a little delirious, always with messy hair and a red shirt, but always disheveled, describing a thin and depressed appearance. But now, although he is still pale, his eyes are obviously bright and moving, and he is dressed in exquisite clothes, but he is also brilliant. This is completely gone, and the shadow of the sloppy and unbearable was at the beginning.

Something even more unexpected happened to Fan Qing, Hai Ran and Lan Qing. After Cai Wei entered the Fanqing Palace and saw Lan Qing, she stood at the gate of the palace and looked Lan Qing up and down a few times, then went straight to Lan Qing's side and hugged Lan Qing, and said: "Lan Qing, good boy!" With that, tears welled up in his eyes.

Fan Qing felt that she couldn't hold her face, stood up, and shouted at Cai Wei in a low voice: "Mother, what are you doing!" After saying that, he wanted to go to Caiwei's side to pull Caiwei, but was stopped by Hai Yuan.

But Caiwei seemed to be unable to hear, and continued to hug Lan Qing tightly regardless of it. He muttered to himself: "Lan Qing, good boy! ”

Lan Qing was a little embarrassed to let Cai Wei hold him like this, he wanted to raise his arm and pat Cai Wei's back several times, but he still felt a little overwhelmed and couldn't comfort Cai Wei.

After a while, Cai Wei wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. After tidying up his appearance a little, he said to Hai Yuan Wanfu: "Patriarch Hai, Cai Wei is rude, let you laugh!" ”

Hai Yuan looked at Cai Wei's gaffe like this, but he felt cute, and he said softly with some pity: "It's okay! Cai Wei hasn't seen Lan Qing for a long time! ”

Cai Wei nodded, glanced at Fan Qing, lowered her head a little timidly and whispered: "Cai Wei is out of shape, Wanghai Patriarch Haihan." ”

Seeing Cai Wei's appearance, Hai Yuan frowned slightly, glanced at Fan Qing with some meaning, and didn't make a sound.

Fan Qing walked up to Cai Wei with some dissatisfaction, pulled Cai Wei aside, lowered her voice and blamed: "Mother, what are you doing?" Don't be confused again! ”

Cai Wei didn't say a word, just stood there with her head down. Fan Qing gritted his teeth, and hated Lan Qing even more in his heart. He pretended to be careless and walked up to Lan Qing and pulled the ice lock on Lan Qing's neck. Lan Qing stumbled under his feet and almost fell.

Fan Qing Yin and Yang said to Cai Wei strangely: "Mother, this Lan Qing is now assigned by the Heavenly Court to be a mount for the Sea Patriarch!" If you want to see him, you can see him every day. ”

Cai Wei found that Lan Qing was locked by cold ice, and she looked very embarrassed. She was a little sad, but she bit her lip, made up her mind, glanced at Fan Qing, her face remained unchanged, and she didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Hai Yuan said roundly: "Cai Wei, it's not early, let's have lunch together!" ”

Cai Wei nodded, leaned over slightly, stood aside, and gave way to Hai Yuan. But Fan Qing still raised his foot a little reluctantly, and it was a kick according to Lan Qing's knee. Lan Qing gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound, but his legs were inevitably weak, and he fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

Hai Yuan glanced at Fan Qing with squinted eyes, and said in a muffled voice, "Why does Fan Qing have to compete with my mount? ”

When Fan Qing heard Hai Yuan's words, he was in a good mood, and said to Hai Yuan: "What Patriarch Hai said is that Lan Qing is just a spirit animal now, and Fan Qing can't see it like a beast!" Hahaha! ”

Lan Qing got up silently, still standing with his head held high. At this moment, he didn't even look at Fan Qing with a straight eye.