It rained in the middle of the night, drenching the red lanterns on Mokite Mountain.

The rain stopped at dawn, and the damp red of the mountains was wrapped in a thick mist, and the occasional glimpse of it was not festive, but inexplicably weird.

But no one cares, after all, it only takes a few spells to restore it to its previous appearance.

This storm will soon be left behind.

Qingwu squatted in the corner of the wall outside the Wind Stopping Pavilion all morning, and waited for Ye Jibai to leave before he carried the food box and touched the door.

In the room on the top of the Wind-Stopping Pavilion, the doors and windows were wide open, and the damp wind after the rain passed through the hall.

Meng Qinghe leaned against the window wrapped in a brocade quilt, letting the wind blow her hair.

Under her black hair, her face was so pale that she looked like she had a serious illness.

There were mottled blood stains on the low couch, and Qingwu saw it as soon as he stepped into the threshold.

"Miss Meng, you ...... You okay? ”

Meng Qinghe's body trembled when he heard this, raised his eyes and looked towards the door, his bloodless lips moved hard, "Is there still a quilt?" I'm cold! ”

Qingwu hurriedly put down the food box, ran to the side of the low couch, and reached out to touch Meng Qinghe's forehead, "Why is it so hot?" ”

Why did Immortal Venerable stay in the Wind Stopping Pavilion for one night and torture Miss Meng into such a ghost?

Qingwu didn't go to look for the quilt, she pointed a little purple light at Meng Qinghe's eyebrows with her fingertips, and was about to run her cultivation, but Meng Qinghe turned her head to avoid it.

"You don't need to waste your spiritual power, just find me a quilt."

Qingwu didn't force it, she was just a little immortal, and she didn't have much spiritual power to consume, so she felt compassion in her heart, but she was a little impulsive.

She withdrew her spiritual power, went to the closet next to the bed and turned over a thick quilt with blue water, walked back to the low couch, wrapped the quilt around Meng Qinghe, frowned, and said, "What did Immortal Venerable do to you?" ”

Meng Qing and Mu Ran's eyes showed a hint of fear, "He, he took my demon breath ......"

Qingwu's eyes widened, "What?!" ”

Meng Qinghe's eyes were back to ashes, and she asked Qingwu, "Ling, why did he do this?" ”

Even though her heart was like ashes, she still couldn't control the two lines of tears that slipped down the corners of her eyes.

With Qingwu's brain, he really couldn't figure out why Immortal Venerable did this.

She was even a little skeptical of Meng Qinghe's words, "What you said is true?" ”

Meng Qinghe bit his lip and was silent for a moment, then pulled the quilt on his knees, revealing two smooth and slender calves.

Qingwu covered her mouth, held back the exclamation into her stomach, and was so frightened that she went weak and fell to the ground.

"You, your feet ......"

Meng Qinghe's left foot was broken from the ankle, and the broken white bones were scattered on the silver-gray brocade pad, which looked like an old injury, but the blood scab at the wound was new.

This wound is like a broken bone by a human being, and it is like being torn by a fierce beast.

Immortal Venerable ...... This is what Immortal Zun did?

The green turnip has a chill on the back.

Even if it wasn't for Immortal Venerable who broke her foot bones, wouldn't it be more cruel to poke a knife at her old wound?

Meng Qinghe covered the quilt back and said indifferently: "The dream flower of my protective body was crushed by him, and the broken bones that had been repaired were naturally broken." ”

Qingwu had heard of the Dream Flower, which was a thing of the Demon Realm.

"Miss Meng......" Qingwu didn't know how to comfort Meng Qinghe, although there was a difference between immortals and demons, but in the past few days, she felt that Meng Qinghe was not a bloodthirsty and brutal person.

Of course, it may also be that she hasn't gained weight yet, and people disdain to eat her.

"Immortal Venerable has a bad temper, don't contradict him, you are helpless in the fairy world, it's better to restrain yourself, even if you go to the Demon Tower, it's better than losing your life, right?"

Meng Qinghe said weakly: "You go down first." ”

"Shall I accompany you?" Qingwu didn't worry about her being alone, she didn't seem to be injured not only physically, but also in her heart.

This Meng Qinghe has a strong temperament, and as soon as he was beaten, it was inevitable that he would be a little unacceptable.

But when the demon reaches the fairy world, isn't that just a sheep entering the wolf's den, and can it escape?

Xianzun didn't kill her last night, most likely for good luck, after all, the big wedding is coming, and it is bad luck to kill a demon.

But this doesn't mean that Xianzun won't kill her in the future, I hope she can recognize the reality as soon as possible.

Meng Qinghe turned his head to look out the window and decisively refused: "No, I want to be quiet for a while." ”

Qingwu was not a person who couldn't understand the looks, so he immediately got up on the low couch and silently exited the room, not even cleaning up the meal that had not been touched last night.

It wasn't until the footsteps were far away that Meng Qinghe looked back at the door, and a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

……

"Emperor...... Nightmare again? A cold hand covered the Emperor's forehead, "What's the sweat on this head?" ”

This voice is gentle and soft, which makes people feel a sense of peace of mind inexplicably.

The Emperor of Heaven opened his eyes, looked at the woman beside him, and sighed, "I don't know why, I haven't been able to sleep well lately. ”

"You're overthinking, and when this is over, you'll be able to rest easy."

"Chanjuan, fortunately, you have always been by my side." The Emperor of Heaven held Chanjuan's white and soft soft hair, "When this matter is over, this seat will make you the concubine, and you will be able to ......"

Chanjuan covered the mouth of the Emperor of Heaven and glanced at him with disgust, "The emperor Hugh wants to mention these things again, Chanjuan has never had such delusional intentions." ”

The Emperor of Heaven took Chanjuan into his arms, "This seat naturally knows that you don't care about these false names, it is this seat that wants to give you a name." ”

Chanjuan nestled in the arms of the Emperor of Heaven and said softly: "Wait for the snow silkworm to spin silk, Chanjuan spin some cloud silk, and make a nightgown for the emperor?" ”

"The cloud lake is difficult to cross, the gods are hard to find, the snow silkworm spits silk during the day is very rare, and the weaving of cloud silk is very laborious, how can I bear to ...... this seat?"

"Chanjuan grew up in Sangshan since she was a child, how can Sangshan Yunhu trap me?"

There is a mulberry mountain in the fairy world, there is a lake named Cloud Lake on the mulberry mountain, the lake water is red, the white mist is misty, the lake breaks the water and comes out of an ancient god mulberry, its leaves are like feathers, the day is brighter than gold, and the night is like the moon overturned.

Sangshan snow silkworm, like to eat the god mulberry, spit gold and silver silk, gold silk spinning silk, named "cloud silk", silver silk silk, named "cloud silk".

The cloud silk is brilliant, soft and silky, just like the skin of a mulberry beauty.

Because the snow silkworm likes to spin silk under the moon, it is more rare than the cloud silk.

In the entire fairy world, only the beauty of Sangshan can pick mulberry leaves in the center of the lake.

The beauty of Sangshan is a succubus.

The Emperor of Heaven saw that the beauty in his arms was playing with a small temperament, and hurriedly coaxed: "Okay, this seat is waiting for your cloud silk nightgown, you can measure the size, if it is small, this seat will laugh at you." ”

The Emperor of Heaven took Chanjuan's hand and slowly moved around him, and his eyes gradually became a layer of charm.

Chanjuan's face flew red, "Emperor, you are playing tricks on me again." ”

After playing around for a while, the Heavenly Emperor pinched his eyebrows, looking a little tired.

"Will the emperor sleep again?"

"If you don't sleep, if you sleep, you'll fall asleep again, and you'll be troubled, what time is it?"

"It's almost time."

"Let's get ready to go to court."

……

Usually there are strange chapters, which should be about to be reversed......

(End of chapter)