"Aren't you honest when you wake up?" Grabbing the little hand that was crushing back and forth on him, he carried her to his seat.

At this time, the tired face of the descendant, the corners of his mouth were full of smiles, seeing her black eyes flashing and not knowing what she was thinking, her eyes were entangled, he helplessly pressed the small braincase on his chest, and the dormitory was silent for a while.

Su Mochuan gently pressed her head, her instinctive body stiffened, and then quickly relaxed.

Whether it was the sound of a somewhat accelerated heartbeat in his ears, or the sound of steady and long breathing above his head, lying on his slightly undulating chest, Yi Huang comfortably didn't want to get up at all.

The air was lazy and relaxed, such a reassuring and healing feeling, she could be said to have never comprehended, and with Su Mochuan's heartbeat, even she was moved with one heart.

Those stories of life-saving graces and promises may not all be intentional, after being saved by him several times, she actually felt a little dependent in her heart.

Thinking that most of these injuries were due to him, Yihuang depressedly guessed that he couldn't have Stockholm syndrome, right? Anyway, she won't admit that she may be a hidden jitter.

Sighing and reaching out to wrap her arms around Su Mochuan, she found that his waist was much thicker than it looked.

Dishonestly groped for his back, until his hands were tied by the black gas, and the descendant smacked his lips.

"Still angry?" Raising her eyes to look at Su Mochuan who looked nonchalant, she pressed her chin against his tight chest muscles.

"Don't be angry." Removing the black qi, he gently pinched her face, and said with a low smile in his voice: "You are so tired of seeking death, the deity has long been dissipated." ”

"I didn't say I was angry when I was attacked, but you are quite arrogant." Seeing him looking at him mockingly, Yi Huang pinched his waist with his unpleasant backhand, "Tell me honestly what kind of beast you are?" Is there really an estrus period? ”

"The deity is an ancient clan that is unfortunately in estrus, and it was almost taken advantage of by you." Kneading her soft cheeks casually, Su Mochuan said nonsense in a calm tone.

He said it casually, but the descendant was slightly stunned and took it seriously, after all, the most famous skill of the ancient clan is to run away after flirting, anyway, the cross-border layer will be crossed, and there is no need to worry about being caught and responsible.

This kind of sown race everywhere, it is more reasonable to say that they have estrus.

Thinking of the brilliant Ji Qu Xun in her memories, what Teng Snake Clan, she is the mother of Su Mochuan!

The old fox king who was chasing his wife sighed, and Yihuang couldn't help but ask the question in his heart: "Have you heard the name Ji Quxun?" ”

"It's a pseudonym on the mother of the deity, and her real name is Qisu Yunyun." His tone was flat, and he didn't seem surprised that she would ask these questions, so he casually said Ji Quxun's real name.

"No wonder the fox king looks similar to you." Nodding depressedly, she couldn't help but shed tears of sympathy for the old fox king, who was also a fairy beast, the children were all there, and the old fox king was sincerely in love with Ji Quxun.

I don't know what the old fox king thought at the time, he was obviously on his own territory, and he was happily pulled into a black car, and even his name was fake, needless to say, even if he was lucky enough to find someone, he should not agree to come back with him.

Suddenly thought of Jingyue Blazing Xuan, who was entrusted by Ji Quxun, this child has abducted the Shark King for more than two hundred years, and she has never rescued her!

I don't know if after other people's mothers find out, they will be graceful and elegantly and leisurely......

Yi Huang hopes that for the rest of her long life, she will not run into Ji Qu Xun again, after all, no matter how much she stimulates her potential, it is impossible for her to beat a Nuwa clan with full strength.

"The mother plays around all year round, and it is inevitable that she will leave a few children." Seeing that she didn't know what she was thinking with a sad face, Su Mochuan turned to ask, "Why didn't you treat your injuries after you were injured?" ”

"Because I was weak and lazy in my previous life, I didn't study therapy, and I didn't need to play in group fights." After waking up for a while, Yihuang began to feel that he was a little short of breath, and he couldn't lift his breath and just wanted to sleep, "I'm so tired, I want to sleep again." ”

This uncomfortable feeling is like a hibernating bear, suddenly dragged out of the hole, holding hands and dancing samba for more than five minutes!

Seeing that the phoenix was weak and didn't even touch her hands anymore, Su Mochuan was a little nervous and probed her Yuan Shen again, and after a while, he put her on the bed with confidence.

Lying sideways behind Yihuang, he reached out to take her into his arms, but as soon as he moved, he was weakly pressed by her arm.

"What's in your little head?" Pushing away her weak hand, Su Mochuan pressed the red-faced and crooked Huang into his arms.

"Drink, preemptively, it's not to blame you for having a criminal record." No longer resisting, she adjusted her posture, and she closed her eyes steadily.

"Sleep first, wake up and teach you healing." The feeling in his arms was full and soft, and Su Mochuan felt that his heart was finally satisfied with warmth.

"Little crispy meat, your legs are good...... Shen distracted me. Being caught between his legs, it felt as if he was entangled by a python, and he couldn't help but protest.

"Let's sleep." Removing the leg that was holding the phoenix in place, he gently stroked her back.

"This is good, it's going to be an hour." After the instructions, she felt relieved to burrow into his arms and comfortably entered sleep.

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In a dream.

"Your Nirvana ceremony tomorrow is all ready, and there are some details that you need to bother to look through." Elder Xue Lan took a few steps forward and respectfully presented her with a talisman with both hands.

Waving her hand to signal her to step back, Yihuang didn't check it immediately, put down the runes, and her eyes drifted to the foggy Bingtong who was spitting out the flowers outside the hall.

It has been a hundred years since the last time he burned the dense forest of the Demon Realm, and during this period, Ling Xishan, who was a demon, was honest, and he thought he should have given up.

Standing up from the burning Flame Throne, approaching Nirvana, her primordial spirit had converged to a semi-dormant state, and it stands to reason that at this time, she should have stayed in the phoenix nest honestly.

But his heart was inexplicably like a plumb sink, and he couldn't relax about it, and after thinking about it again, he decided to go to the island again before Nirvana.

The spring breeze is full of flowing clouds, and the shadow phoenix is connected to her primordial spirit, at this time, due to the influence of the semi-dormancy, it is also too lazy to wave its wings forward, so high and not low leisurely flying.