Chen Qingqiu didn't know that she closed her eyes, but there was a person beside her staring at her. She sat on the sofa and could smell the cold smell of Bai Mao next to her, so her heart was much more stable, and she naturally entered that state again.

How do I find the seed I want to lean over? Quite simply, with blood.

This was just an idea for Chen Qingqiu, who sprinkled some blood on those seeds and sprinkled them on the road along the way. Sure enough, as soon as she entered that state, she felt that her soul had been detached from her body, and she was in a wider world, where the distribution of plants was clear, and those marked seeds were like stars shining in the night, constantly calling her.

Chen Qingqiu suddenly stopped on the seeds, stopped on the street trees, and quietly felt everything around him. The hard road, the sparse few people, and it seems that it is not the same as the one that has been walked before. She was pinching Lin Lin's time to get off work to cultivate, in order to see if she could see the true face of the stalking demon.

It didn't take long for the pedestrians on the road to run out. She attached herself to the seed, and suddenly felt a breath fluctuation that was different from ordinary people. If those ordinary people just now were like flickering fireflies, then this one was like a candle flame - it must be him!

Chen Qingqiu's heart was pounding, and she attached herself to the seed, trying her best to see the face of the comer.

And he saw a shoe as big as a ship falling from the sky. The brown leather, black laces and heavy soles of the shoes were all clearly displayed in front of Chen Qingqiu...... But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't see the monster's face!

As soon as Chen Qingqiu's heart was lost, she felt that the soul attached to the blade of grass was quickly stripped away, and she quickly fell back into her body while shouting not to. Like falling from a height, Chen Qingqiu fell back to his body suddenly, and immediately opened his peach blossom eyes:

"I see it!"

The other party opened his eyes suddenly, Bai Mao stared at the pair of excited peach blossom eyes and didn't react for a while, and after a while, he said:

"What do you see?"

The corners of Chen Qingqiu's mouth twitched, and her expression instantly became a little lost:

"A shoe."

Bai Mao was stunned, and waited for Chen Qingqiu to repeat it before hooking the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help but want to laugh.

"I made a mistake, I didn't take into account that the seeds were too small, and I couldn't see the other party's upper body at all! It took all this effort to see a Martin shoe! Yes! Don't laugh! ”

Chen Qingqiu shouted frantically, Bai Mao couldn't hold it back, and his shoulders shook with laughter.

One person and one demon made trouble for a while, Chen Qingqiu hugged Ah Fu and curled up on the sofa and fell asleep, Bai Mao was still watching the silent soap opera on TV intently.

……

Late at night, the lights in the house were turned off, and only the TV screen in the small living room was still flickering. Bai Mao was still sitting at the other end of the sofa watching TV series. Chen Qingqiu hugged Ah Fu and slept soundly, his eyelashes were on his lips, like two jet-black birds, and Bai Mao knew that there were treasure-like eyes hidden underneath.

Suddenly, as if he had seen a particularly strange plot of a soap opera, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a serious expression appeared. His eyes were on the TV, but his eyes were not on the TV.

Outside the apartment, there is a forest park, the floor of the forest is not low, and the dense treetops can be seen from the window, and there is no movement. There was no wind in the evening near autumn, there was not a trace of movement in the forest, and if you listened closely, you would notice that there was no sound at all.

Bai Mao's face sank, a long white sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, opened the door of the room and walked out into the corridor.

He stabbed his sword forward, just about to stab the monster outside the door in the throat. The monster turned over and twisted, and the axe and sword in his hand blocked together, making a collision sound:

"Sure enough, it's you."

"Hmph, I didn't expect the dignified Southern Demon King to have a habit of peeping at others."