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"Don't say it again!" Qiu Feng stepped forward, sat down beside the woman, put her head on her shoulder, and touched it a few times, "Don't think about it, all kinds of creatures and elves in the ancient capital of Haolian have their own races and characteristics, which cannot be forced, but different races and different forms must have their own advantages, so don't think about it." As soon as she saw the girl crying her nose, Qiu Feng's heart felt as if someone had twisted it hard, the indescribable pain and sourness, and there was only one thought left in her mind, that is, she could find a way to block the spring water gushing out of her eyes.

"Then master, tell me, what advantage do I have?" Xiaoyi rubbed his red eyes, pulled up Qiu Feng's sleeve casually, blew his nose, and looked up in doubt.

"Ahh Qiu Feng was helpless and wanted to pull his sleeves, but he was desperately pulled by the girl, so he had to shake his head and give up.

"What about your advantages...... Qiu Feng rolled his eyes, and the small fan in his hand also fanned a few fans, patted his head, as if a flash of inspiration, "What are your advantages...... That's with me, the master! ”

"Hmph." Xiaoyi turned his head away, and thought to himself, I've seen someone who is ashamed of words, but I have never seen such a dead face as the master. Forget it, don't bother with him. The owner's dead face is not a day or two, and he knew about it hundreds of years ago.

"And what race am I?" Race, apparently arousing the girl's hidden curiosity, she wiped away her tears, tugged at his sleeve, and asked seriously.

"Ahem." Qiu Feng pretended to cough a few times, recalling the scene from a hundred years ago. The small fan in his hand was raised, knocked on the woman's head a few times, and slowly told the long past, "As early as a thousand years ago, my family was called Qiyu Thatched Cottage, and a peach tree grew in front of the hall. Moistened by the rain and dew of heaven and earth, it blooms every three thousand years, bears fruit every three thousand years, and matures every three thousand years. It's good for me to improve my martial arts. ”

"Huh?" Xiao Yi looked up, looking at his self-absorbed look, and couldn't help but distinguish. "I'm in front of the Delirium Thatched Cottage, but I've never seen any peach trees!"

"Shut up!" The small fan knocked heavily on her head, and Qiu Feng was disgusted, "If you want to hear about your life experience, don't interrupt!" ”

"Oh, oh." Xiao Yi stuck out his tongue. Pulling his sleeve mischievously, he listened.

"Hmph. That's pretty much it. Qiu Feng glared at her and continued to be self-absorbed, "God lives up to wishes, finally, I finally waited for that day." There was such a big peach on the tree! Qiu Feng stretched out his hand and gestured, hugged his hands around him, and looked at Xiaoyi proudly. It's so big, how about it, I've never seen it! ”

"It's so big!" Xiaoyi's mouth is wide open, and it can even hold an egg. She rubbed her eyes and couldn't wait to jump up. Pulling his sleeve, he hurriedly asked. "And then?"

"And then?" Qiu Feng got proud, crossed one leg, and signaled out of the corner of his eye, "Do you want to hear it?" Go, make me a cup of tea. ”

"Eun." Xiaoyi nodded obediently, got down from the couch, jumped up and took a small pot, and carefully poured a cup of tea. Seeing this, Qiu Feng was stunned for a while, and it wasn't until Xiaoyi handed the cup to him that he came back to his senses. Qiu Feng took the teacup, took a sip, and looked at the woman in front of him meaningfully, feeling surging in his heart, and even a little grateful. I can't help but sigh with emotion, the girl is so obedient, it's really a thousand years to wait!

"And then?" Xiao Yi saw that he had finished drinking, took the teacup, blinked his big eyes, and asked anxiously.

"Ahem." Qiu Feng coughed, "Then I'll wait for it to be cooked and take it off." ”

"And then?"

"And then I cut it open."

"And then?"

And then ...... And then cut it," Qiu Feng sighed, "and then I was disappointed at the time. ”

"Huh? Disappointed? ”

"What a peach, there is no peach flesh at all, there is a little baby lying inside......" Qiu Feng took the teacup from her hand, indignantly, and pinched it a few times.

"Ahh Xiao Yi covered his mouth in surprise, and an extremely frightened look appeared on his face, a burst of red, a burst of white, "Master...... You, you're not going to eat him......"

"Uh......" Qiu Feng coughed hard, his face was about to turn red, and he couldn't tell the difference, "I...... I don't eat people......"

"Scared the hell out of me." Xiao Yi patted the thumping chest, breathed a sigh of relief, and asked cautiously, "I think so, what happened to the baby by the master later?" ”

"Keep it." Qiu Feng shook a small fan and looked at the sky. "What else? Thrown? Barren mountains and mountains, she will die. ”

"And then?"

"No more."

"Huh? How to ......"

"The baby...... It can't be me! Xiaoyi lowered his head and thought for a long time, grasping what clues, before he covered his chest and asked nervously.

"What do you say?" Qiu Feng looked at her and asked rhetorically, with a solemn expression.

"Master, you must be joking." He grinned slightly, revealing a few small white teeth, and then snorted, "But it's not funny at all." ”

"Girl thinks I'm joking?" Qiu Feng shook his fan, his face was full of disdain, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"My name is ......" Xiaoyi bit his finger and hesitated for a long time, and finally said the sentence with difficulty, "Peach...... Carelessness. ”

"Then why do you think I gave you that name?"

"Isn't that master a father?" Xiaoyi was surprised, blurted out a sentence, hurriedly covered the corners of his mouth, and peeked at Qiu Feng carrying a cup of tea, and carefully blew the floating tea leaves, looking careless, thinking that he should not have heard, Xiaoyi's heart hanging in the air just fell.

"Don't mumble." Qiu Feng took a sip of tea and didn't look at her, "I heard it." Still nonchalant, he waved his hand, "Daddy? It's really ugly, and the son of the old man is called the older generation. Does this boy look like a person with children? ”

"Master......" Xiaoyi rubbed beside him, pursed his mouth, licked a few times in the teacup, and grinned at him, "But you have lived for thousands of years, and you don't know how much younger you are, according to Yuehua's age estimate, your age is either an ancestor or an old monster!" ”

"Old monster! Ha ha. Xiao Yi seemed to have found something interesting, jumped up, pointed at him and burst into laughter, "Master old monster, haha......"

"Laugh again!" The small fan was closed, and "Dong Dong" knocked twice on her head, even so, Qiu Feng still couldn't find half of the anger on his face, but smiled slightly, and said, "The girl is not small, three hundred years old, and the little monsters are all shouting young." ”

When the girl heard this, her happy expression was swept away, and her face was clouded with gloom for a moment, and she pouted, "But, master, look at my current appearance, where do you look like a big girl?" She turned her head, spun around, and looked herself from head to foot, "Even if it's an old woman's appearance, how can it be done like this!" ”

Qiu Feng was stunned for a moment, the cup in his hand suddenly froze in the air, so thick that the sadness, heartache, attachment, and unbearable that could not be dissolved, flashed past his face, and it was wonderful, and then he changed into a long-lasting smiling face, and pinched her nose dotingly, "Xiaoyi is like this, the cutest, you don't have to learn to be someone else's." ”

"Master......" the pink woman raised her head, her eyes full of pleading, "am I sick of something?" You're so good, can't you cure me? ”

"Hmm," Qiu Feng put the teacup on the table, thought for a moment, and snorted, "This may be a characteristic of your peach people, if you want to change it, it won't happen overnight." ”

"What about Brother Bai Lan?" Xiaoyi raised his head, a little admiration, a little expectation, "Even he can't do anything?" He is the Son of God! ”

The small fan slammed heavily on her forehead, "dong dong" twice, this time it was really a little heavy, the pink woman raised her hand to cover her head, bared her teeth and grinned, and said indignantly, "Master, it hurts!" ”

Qiu Feng pursed his lips with disdain, "What even this son can't do, Bai Lan's kid can do?" If he did, wouldn't that mean I couldn't? Hmph, that's unpleasant. ”

Xiao Yi grinned, his eyes rolled a few times smartly, and rubbed on him for a moment, "The master is the best!" ”

"That's it!" Qiu Feng shook his fan, not modest, and looked like he was unyielding.

"I want to eat peaches!" Xiaoyi raised his eyebrows, "The master found me peaches!" ”

"This ......" The small fan froze in the air, Qiu Feng thought that he was too much, his face was embarrassed, and he muttered, "This is the end of July!" ”

"I don't care, the host is the best!" Xiaoyi jumped to his feet, grinned, and rubbed a few times on his shoulder. "The host is the best, the host is the best!"

"Okay...... Hey," Qiu Feng raised his hand helplessly, and the blue mist in his hand was misty, and when it dissipated, three bright red and full peaches had already appeared. Xiao Zhizhi, smiled, snatched the peach, hid his face and laughed a few times, and jumped out of the door.

"Slow down!" Qiu Feng shouted in distress, "It's all yours, no one robs you!" ”

Staring at the back of the girl jumping out, Qiu Feng had no choice but to spread his hands, and he was indeed a little distressed. Yuehua is not as good as the ancient capital of Haolian, reversing the four seasons and urging the peach trees to bear fruit in July, but ...... But the dissipation of this son, ten years of skill! Qiu Feng bared his teeth, wanted to cry without tears, and had ten years of skill! Girl, just for the peaches you want to eat on a whim......

Qiu Feng closed his eyes and smiled generously, girl, it doesn't matter, this seat is not bad for this skill.

The short knife on his waist trembled with extreme excitement as if it had been violently stimulated. Qiu Feng stared, grasped the handle of the knife, and slowly pulled it out. There is no heart, there is still only the handle of the knife, and the place where the blade is empty.

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