"If you don't study in a private school, you will kill people!"

Mu Juechen couldn't help but say this in his heart, and then began to educate Gu Xijun about knowledge popularization: "Legend has it that Qingluan was originally born from heaven and earth, beautiful and elegant. Because it has never found its kind, it feels particularly lonely and lonely.

It flies over mountains, over the sea, over deserts, through cities.

Eventually, exhausted, it landed on the window of a house with a mirror across from it. Qingluan's eyes suddenly lit up, and it saw a bird exactly like it, looking at it with eager eyes.

A warm current of bitterness, sweetness, and severe pain burst through the throat and made a beautiful singing sound. Therefore, Qingluan was used to extend it to love in later generations. ”

Mu Juechen finished speaking plainly, and looked back, but saw that she was looking at herself with a confused face.

"Why do you look at me like that?"

Because I can't see through you more and more!

"No, nothing. It turns out that you can still say so many things at once!" Gu Xijun smiled fakely, and his heart became melancholy. Suddenly, I felt that Mu Juechen was so far away from him, he was as perfect as the full moon in the sky, he could only be watched from a distance, but he could not be blasphemed!

Mu Juechen didn't know why, so he stretched out his hand and handed Gu Xijun a piece of meat, "Here, this piece is from the neck, and the taste is more delicious." ”

Gu Xijun put away his careful thoughts, and in an instant, he turned into a happy look, "Ah, then give it to me! My stomach is already ready to welcome the king!"

"Heh!" Mu Juechen sighed softly, "I thought that the women in this world were all as demure as flowers shining on water, and their actions were like the wind supporting willows." ”

"What's the matter, do you want to say this decently?" Gu Xijun lowered his head and gnawed on the meat to hide his frustration.

"It's okay!" Mu Juechen realized that he was talking about it, and hurriedly fed Qingluan another piece and prevaricated.

A person and a bird patted their stomachs contentedly after the autumn wind swept away the leaves.

At this time, Gu Xijun was lying on the ground with his arms on his pillow, leisurely cocking Erlang's legs and preparing to take a nap.

After Qingluan was full, he found a few small fruits and proudly showed favor to the two. Then, he lay comfortably beside Gu Xijun.

Gu Xijun squinted at it, he was full of fat, and once again had the idea of roasting it as a pheasant.

But Qingluan was a divine beast after all, and his spiritual sense was extremely powerful, and he immediately sensed that Gu Xijun was looking at it. came over cheaply and rubbed her face with a crested head, which made Gu Xijun itch.

Reach out and caress its fur, soft and smooth. Gu Xijun couldn't figure it out, invulnerable, how could such a gadget do it!

"Life needs to be happy, it seems that you and I are both temperamental!"

Then she put her arms around its neck, and the two 'people' fell asleep next to each other.

Birdsong is tactful.

"Xijun, are you resting?"

Mu Juechen woke up from her meditation, and the cold voice came into Gu Xijun's ears, making her hesitate, thinking that she was dreaming again.

Gu Xijun opened his eyes and saw Qingluan arranging his feathers not far away, while Mu Juechen was arranging the folds pressed out of his robe.

So she got up as soon as she got up and ran to Mu Juechen, wanting to check the wound.

Mu Juechen took his hand away, turned sideways, and whispered, "Don't worry, I'm fine!"

"Oh!"

Gu Xijun looked down at his dark red waist band, pursed his lips, and thought: "I was in a hurry to deal with the wound for a while, and I didn't look carefully, I wasted a good time to see the spring in vain!

"You, why are you looking at me like this again?" Mu Juechen saw a familiar look in her big eyes that were hovering left and right on her body.

"Ah, it's okay! Here you go, the fruit this little guy stepped on was quite delicious. Gu Xijun immediately smiled, and quickly moved his gaze to Qingluan on the side.

"Hey, little guy, you see we don't know each other anymore, my name is Gu Xijun. What would I call you? How about a name?"

Qingluan stopped combing her feathers, and looked at her cutely, overjoyed, and nodded again and again.

Gu Xijun crossed his hands around his chest, tilted his head to think, and suddenly said, "That...... Xiaoqing?

After hearing this, Qingluan's expression immediately changed from joy to disdain. Restored to the arrogant demeanor of the previous unstoppable!

"What are you doing, how do you turn your face and turn the book!" Gu Xijun scratched his hair in confusion.

Mu Juechen clenched his fist and quietly pressed it to his lips, hiding his smile. Then he looked into the distance with his hand, and whispered beside him: "Nine days under the emperor's candle, Penglai Palace Xiaoyu furnace smoke." Wuyang Luan Feng followed the golden mother and came to congratulate the smoke for 10,000 years. Why don't you call you—Di Jiu, how about it?"

Qiang Qiang ......!

Qingluan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he sang loudly, nodding vigorously. also deliberately ran to Mu Juechen's side and rubbed his wings. And Mu Juechen miraculously didn't dodge, and let it be coquettish!

Seeing that Gu Xijun was speechless, he secretly muttered in his heart: "Hehe, what kind of world is this, birds are beginning to understand poetry!"

"It's said that you're only ranked ninth, and you're still happy!" Gu Xijun felt indignant at the contrast between Qingluan.

"It can be seen that cultural exchanges in the spiritual realm are not divided into regions and races!" Mu Juechen also quipped. Subsequently, he also gave Emperor Jiu enough face, and tasted the fruit it brought back with great interest.

Gu Xijun watched them sing and harmonize there, picking up a branch and slapping the ground at will.

"Cut, isn't it poetry, I will too!"

"Oh? ”

Mu Juechen and Di Jiu looked at her at the same time.

Gu Xijun cleaned up his throat and read aloud: "The sky is blue, the wilderness is vast, and a pear tree presses begonias." ”

"Ahem......" But Mu Juechen was caught off guard and choked on a mouthful of fruit.

And Di Jiu has already buried the chicken's head tightly in his wings, and expressed the four words that are unbearable to the ears vividly......

Next, under the leadership of Emperor Jiu, the two of them came out of the mountains and forests from the west in less than two hours.

At the three-way intersection.

Emperor Jiu spread his wings and pulled a feather the size of a palm from the root of his wing. Stretched out his neck and stuffed it into Gu Xijun's hand.

"Do you want to keep it as a souvenir?" Gu Xijun looked at Mu Juechen.

Mu Juechen glanced at the feathers in her hands, which were colorful in the sun, and they were glowing with blue light. He nodded, motioned for Gu Xijun to accept it, and stood aside and waited silently.

Looking at Di Jiu at this moment, Gu Xijun was a little reluctant, touched its feathers, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Jiu'er, let's go! I'll come to see you next time I have a chance!"

Di Jiu secretly glanced at her and pretended to be nothing.

"Don't miss me!"

Di Jiu nodded emphatically without hesitation.

"Don't think about barbecue!"

When Di Jiu heard this, he cried......