The waterfall was next to it, rumbling with moisture, Chen Qingqiu stepped on the soft soil and lifted Chen Qiu up. When she looked up, she saw that the water vapor was filled, and a rainbow appeared faintly in the sunlight.

"Rainbow ......"

Chen Qingqiu muttered, and Qianxian Ginseng followed, pushing Chen Qiu's feet behind. Ah Fu didn't know when he jumped into the stream and rushed over wet.

A gust of wind blew among the trees, and the leaves rustled sound, and the wind blew on Chen Qingqiu's face, carrying the fresh smell of the forest. But at that moment, Chen Qingqiu was excited, and the pores on his face itched.

She looked into the forest as if she had some feeling, and through the countless brown-green tree trunks, a black figure stood in the shadows, slender and ethereal. The wind was strong, and thousands of blades slapped against each other, and the rustling sound was incessant.

Chen Qingqiu seemed to be choked, the figure in the forest moved, and the familiar demonic power fluctuated, stimulating her skin to grow goosebumps.

"White ......"

Ah Fu jumped out first, it stood in front of Chen Qingqiu, its back hair stood on end, and it let out a threatening roar towards the front. Qianxian ginseng sensed something, and quickly climbed up Chen Qingqiu's shoulder, buried his head in his arms around her neck, and trembled.

Chen Qingqiu was stunned, her hand let go, and Chen Qiu, who had been on the hook, slowly slid down, and was about to slide to the ground. The wind blew more and more violently, and the slender branches were almost dented, and Chen Qiu fell to the ground with a bang.

"White Grass ......"

From between the tall trees, step by step, it is not the white grass, but which one? He hadn't seen him for months, and he was as cold as he had left, and the wind around him dispersed, raising his shirt high.

Bai Mao stood still in front of Chen Qingqiu's gaze, his lips moved, and he didn't say anything. His deep dark eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, without any waves.

The wind between one person and one demon blew stronger and stronger, Chen Qingqiu's short hair was curled messily, but a pair of peach blossom eyes did not blink, staring directly at the white grass in front of him.

"You're here...... Oh? Ginseng? ”

Bai Mao's eyes were like torches, looking at the little thing that had been trembling around Chen Qingqiu's neck. Qianxian ginseng's body was stunned, and the blades of grass on the top of her head stumbled out, looking like she wanted to wrap Chen Qingqiu with blades of grass and protect her.

Chen Qingqiu clenched his fist with one hand, and the other was on the round head of the thousand ginseng, comforting him.

"See each other again...... You, what are you doing here? ”

A thousand words in fantasy, not a single word was spoken. Chen Qingqiu felt that her throat was dry, and she squeezed out a dry sentence, her eyes were blown by the wind, and she seemed to be about to cry.

"What are you doing here?" Bai Mao's gaze turned again, "Who are you?" What do you care I'm doing here? ”

Chen Qingqiu frowned deeply, and before he could speak, he saw Bai Mao frowning with beautiful eyebrows, turning into a white mist and rushing towards the forest.

"Wait, Bai Mao!"

We finally met......

She didn't think about it, and ran after it.

Stay, stay...... Please, stay.

Chen Qingqiu only cared about looking at the trace of the white grass, she didn't notice that the leaves on the top of the head of the thousand fiber ginseng around her were shining with a green faint light, and the trees between the trees slowly bent down, blocking the place where the white mist went.

"White Grass...... Don't leave! ”

The white mist was blocked, and it immediately turned around, but at least it was delayed for a moment. Chen Qingqiu was overjoyed when he saw this, and took steps to run as hard as he could. At this moment, the mist incarnated by Bai Mao rushed straight towards Chen Qingqiu.

Her eyes went black and she lost consciousness.