"Colorful? Isn't it beautiful? As he spoke, the immortal bird spread its wings extremely ostentatiously, and two beautiful flames were perfectly displayed.

Flower Fat Mist watched its "Roasted Chicken Wings" performance and thought for a moment, "That's right, parrots are beautiful, after all, you only have one color. ”

"Good!" The immortal bird's eyes lit up, its wings snapped together, its head held high, and its chest was puffed up, "The deity has decided!" ”

"Huh?" The resin mist tilted its neck.

"The deity decided to buy a parrot and be a daughter-in-law!"

"Hey, aren't you looking for a spirit animal? Ordinary birds will turn to ashes before they even touch you. ”

“……”

The immortal bird flapped its wings, soared and flew up all of a sudden, hovering twice in the air, and then landed on the top of the alchemy furnace, one wing pointed directly at the flower fat mist, ", what you said makes so much sense, the deity almost forgot!" ”

When she heard this, she was so stupid that she cried.

After being stunned for a while, the flower fat mist began to meditate and pranayama, and asked by the way: "Why don't you find an immortal bird to be your daughter-in-law?" ”

It also learned the appearance of the flower fat mist, sat down with a butt, and raised the fluffy tail feathers: "Yellow-haired girl, you are only a shallow learner, and you don't know that the female of the immortal bird is very fierce." There are more beautiful birds in the world, why should the deity marry a tigress? ”

"Yo, I'm afraid of my wife."

"Phew, the deity is not afraid of his wife!"

"Yes."

"No, no, not ......"

The mist directly seals the sense of hearing and begins to meditate.

During this time, every day was the same as meditating, alchemy, and cultivating the physique, as if returning to the life of the previous life.

Except for the chirping of the bird, there was hardly anyone talking to him.

Wu Xiangling didn't come often, and she didn't need to come until the immortal bird could solve the problem.

And the rest of the alchemy room was still repeating their work in an orderly manner, and there was nothing that needed to be managed by the fat mist. Therefore, she was very idle.

Going around and around, I thought of Qi Yan.

"I don't know what happened to that guy, or do you go to and from class day after day, and you have to eat Xianmen's meals at night, right? With a boy like him, he must not be used to eating it......" Hua Fat Mist closed his eyes and thought to himself.

Thinking about it, I don't know what Qi Yan is doing.

What she wants to know, not only his actions, what she wants to know most is whether this man has such a loss because of his departure.

After all, she was really a bit lost.

It is difficult to get used to the absence of a person to talk to, to an unfamiliar environment, to suddenly change your daily life, and to change who it is.

Although Qi Yan was not very reliable and always bullied her, when his life was dying, he still saved himself, and he ...... act like a gentleman, and don't take advantage.

When it comes to the feelings of the flower resin mist towards Qi Yan, it is a little complicated and she can't say clearly, but she always feels that he is a gentle man at heart.

…… A high-pitched voice, at first glance.

"Yellow-haired girl, blushing or what, are you meditating or thinking about spring?"

The undead flapped its wings and landed on top of the head of the flower fat mist.

"Smelly Bird, shut up!"

Someone's unexpected punch suddenly slammed into the bird's belly, and suddenly, the immortal bird chirped and flew out, banged against the wall, and slowly slid down.

"You...... Certain...... Is it in ...... Think...... Spring. ”

A certain bird gritted his teeth and insisted on finishing the last sentence, and directly said "uh" and fainted.

"Hey, play dead! Aren't you an immortal bird, you won't be so unresistant, will you burp so quickly? ”