(Cat flutter Chinese) The back of the hand is brushed with ink rain's back feathers, and the shiny feathers are smooth and smooth, making the phoenix unconsciously touch it repeatedly.

couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it's a pity that with the help of Su Mochuan's fox fake tiger power is not a long-term solution, sooner or later he will have to pay it back, and sooner or later he will tear his face with her to ask for a primordial spirit.

It's like that she is full of enthusiasm and has already made up for her married life with Su Mochuan, and people's minds are full of Phoenix's seventy-two home-cooked recipes.

The swaying rising sun reflected the light on the thick clouds, and the place where it touched the eye was full of brilliant dazzling lights, and the vigorous spots floated away, bringing out a soft glow from the belly of the ink rain.

Emptying his thoughts of escapism, he stared at the white mist in the distance in a daze, but before he could see what kind of animal the clouds in front of him looked like, the ink rain had already attached to the clouds and began to retract his wings and sink down.

Passing through the heavy clouds filled with water vapor, they quickly descended below the clouds.

"It's getting faster, it's amazing." Squinted by the sudden appearance of the sun, the descendant did not hesitate to praise the speed of the ink rain, but in just two hours, it was almost there.

And the previous 500 miles, but it flew for a whole night.

Looking at the dry land that was gradually approaching, Yi Huang rubbed his suffocated chest, and secretly said that he was tired and tired and did not improve, but the shadow phoenix as a means of transportation had made a qualitative leap.

Flying so fast, Mo Yu wouldn't be showing off to her with pride and indulgence, right? Is it really good to be so flamboyant?! Don't you have to worry about being caught and jailed?!

Could it be that it is easy for everyone to ascend? And she was the only one who was left behind, repeatedly struggling in the abyss of the weak.

Say that good people are good and don't deceive!

In other words, when I was cultivating in my previous life, I really didn't feel that it was hard, so why would there be so many difficulties in this life? Could it be that he is cursed?

Su Mochuan's cold snort was played in a loop in her head, as if she had a conditioned reflex, as long as she encountered something she couldn't figure out now, Su Mochuan would automatically come out of her mind, but even if it did, it would only make some 'hum', 'um' sounds.

I don't know how to block him out of my head, this useless humming, is she afraid that her brain will be cold?

Leaning less, Yi Huang sighed tiredly: "Mo Yu, find a place where no one is around." ”

"Gah!" Nodding obediently, Mo Yu seemed to have changed his mind, and rolled his wings and flew towards the ground.

"That's good, don't worry, I have all the twenty meals I sent you."

"Gaa......" didn't have any excitement, and the ink rain after landing gave Yihuang a look that seemed to see his stepmother, and then, it didn't stay long, and disappeared into the gentle sunlight.

"......" does this mean contempt for her?! What's the situation? Why does the mount roll its eyes at its owner!

Pressing the urge to summon Mo Yu out and ask for clarification, Yi Huang took out the unconscious sleeping beauty man in the bag.

Casually placing the person on the ground, looking at the young man lying flat, the harmless appearance of humans and animals made her hesitate, and then untied the barrier on his body that blocked the smell.

"Why is it still so fragrant!?" She exhaled and covered her nose and pulled back, the smell so strong that she couldn't get close at all.

It's been so long, and the medicinal effect of the thorn melt fruit hasn't been completely absorbed by him, how much is this to eat in one go?! A whole car!

She didn't challenge herself to step forward, she was very sure that she wouldn't be able to hold it, and if she really bit down on a piece of meat, she really didn't want to swallow it like a bloody thing......

In other words, is it easier to accept when it is baked?

With her hand condensed into a stick, she resisted the idea of dressing the boy into a meat skewer, and slammed it into a stick.

He picked up his hand with a stick, and his slender fingers trembled slightly, as if he had recovered some sense, but when the stick was withdrawn, the hand that had lost its support fell to the ground violently, motionless as if it had been a stick that had just trembled.

The corners of his forehead jumped slightly, and he began to poke at random, harassing him from top to bottom, except for feeling that the young man's flesh was solid and elastic, it seemed that poking could not provoke his response anywhere.

In a flash of inspiration, he must be dead, right?!

In the book, I really didn't lie to me, saying that mortals would die if they ate the thorn molten fruit, and this thing couldn't wake up immediately.

Could it be that the primordial gods that mortals have obtained without relying on cultivation have shortcomings that cannot be controlled? Although it seems like a step to the sky, the spirit will also collapse, and there is no hope of sobering up at all?

Nodding silently, if that's the case, can she calmly pick up the corpse?! I feel that if I eat him, I can have some medicinal effect of thorny molten fruit.

"Uh-huh."

While she was fantasizing about how to cook, the boy let out a sigh from his thin lips.

Removing the stick poking at the side of the young man's waist, Yihuang couldn't stop talking in his heart.

really didn't wake up early or late, but when she decided to eat people, he came back to life panting.

The thin lips lined by the young man's fair skin were pale red, and the handsome and three-dimensional facial features seemed to be extremely painful, and the perfect eyebrows like ink and blue were tightly closed together.

The jet-black interlaced eyelashes fluttered repeatedly, and after several openings and closings, just when Yihuang thought he was going to open his eyes, they fell heavily and weakly.

After a moment, the boy returned to silence and continued to calmly stand on his back.

...... "What the hell is this?"

Worried, he poked at the waist that had just reacted, and the young man's pain was painful, and he refused to open his eyes.

The parched earth was unusually soft, and as the boy writhed from side to side like a worm, a shallow pit gradually crept out of the ground.

He rolled happily, but Yihuang had little patience with this kind of sleeping beauty who didn't open his eyes, thinking about giving him a stick if he didn't open his eyes again, and she ruthlessly increased the strength of her subordinates.

With tears in the corners of his aching eyes, the boy rolled for a few more rounds, and finally opened his eyes unbearably.

Rubbing his battered waist, he faced the sky and shouted inexplicably: "I don't dare anymore!" Please spare me! ”

Seeing that the young man came back to life, Yi Huang breathed a sigh of relief and carried the murderous stick behind him, and finally endured the foul words that he had been trying to scold in his heart.

The young man breathed long, his clear black eyes were slightly rounded, and in the blink of an eye, strings of tears gracefully swept across his cheeks and smashed into the ground that he had ground into fine powder.

Looking at the blue and boundless sky, he finally woke up from his nightmare, and without turning his head to look at the phoenix waiting beside him, he turned over and lay on his stomach in the soft soil.

The young man who hung his shoulders and was full of worries was quiet as if he was unconscious again.

Without lifting him with a stick, Yihuang was surprised to find that the heart-scratching aroma had disappeared since he opened his eyes! (To be continued.) )

Cat flutter Chinese