In winter, the colder the weather, the more knowledgeable the world, but the osmanthus in the realm of the Moon Sect is blooming just right.

As soon as Qi Buyu saw Tang Ling who was about to climb the tree, he immediately shouted: "Cousin, slow down, let me come!"

Tang Ling glanced at Qi Buyu and slipped up the tree.

Qi Buyu hurriedly flew up the tree, chattering beside Tang Ling, "Cousin, just let me do this kind of thing, you go and rest." ”

"My sister said she wanted to make osmanthus cake, of course I want to pick the best flowers for her, what are you making a fuss about?"

Qi Buyu puffed up his chest, "I call it helping others, why do I call it foolishness?" ”

Tang Lingpi didn't smile, "I think you want to deliberately find something to do, so don't go back to Fengzong." ”

Qi Buyu suddenly couldn't laugh.

Tang Ling was right, he just didn't want to go back.

In the past, his father and mother had a small quarrel every day and beat each other every three days, but now that his mother is pregnant, it has become his father being beaten unilaterally.

His father often thinks that Raqi will not meet to go out to share his mother's firepower, and Qi Buyu is also a dangerous job, and he has not slept well for a long time.

He finally found a reason to sneak out today, but he wouldn't go back so easily.

Qi Buyu smiled bitterly, "Cousin, you should have pity on me." ”

Tang Ling picked the best osmanthus and picked it, she had an idea, and said that it was not a big deal to see the excitement: "Actually, there is no way to save you from the conflict between your parents."

Qi Buyu hurriedly asked, "What way?"

"Married."

Qi Buyu was stunned, "Marriage? ”

"That's right, if you start a family, you naturally have a reason not to live with your uncle and aunt, then you will be free."

Qi Buyu suddenly realized, "This is indeed a good way." ”

Tang Ling was triumphant, and his heart was still turning fast.

Qi Buyu asked, "So cousin, are you willing to marry me?"

Tang Ling stumbled under her feet and almost fell off the tree, but thanks to Qi Buyu's quick grasp of her hand, she was able to stand firmly.

She blushed and exclaimed, "What did you say?"

Qi Buyu repeated again, "Are you willing to marry me?" ”

Tang Ling smashed all the flowers in her hand, she covered her red face and shouted, "You think beautifully!" ”

"Oops", Qi Buyu was kicked out of the tree, becoming a beautiful arc.

Tang Xiang was squatting in the forest to adjust her newly made puppy, she vaguely heard something, raised her head, and only saw the frightened birds.

She blinked suspiciously, and the moving trap puppy quickly attracted all her attention, and a happy smile appeared in her brow as she saw the wooden trap puppy running around her like a real puppy.

Tang Xiang hurriedly picked up the pen and recorded the action form of the trap puppy on his codex.

But suddenly, the puppy that was approaching her stopped, and a crack appeared in a red gem embedded in its body.

Tang Xiang had encountered the same thing before, she hurriedly got up to dodge, but the feeling of numbness in her legs made her movements a little sluggish.

At this moment, a figure appeared and kicked the little wooden dog that was about to explode away.

At the same time, another figure appeared, grabbed Tang Xiang's waist with one hand, and took Tang Xiang away from the dangerous area.

There was a "bang", and the broken wooden blocks flew one after another.

The young man with a sachet and a bamboo flute hanging from his waist calmly withdrew his feet.

The young man with white eyes had a warm smile on his lips, and he withdrew the hand that was placed on the girl's waist without hurrying.

The two men "looked" at each other and remained silent.

Tang Xiang walked a few steps to the side, looked at Meng Fuzi for a while, and looked at Song Qi for a while, she smiled slightly: "Thank you two for your help."

Meng Fuzi bowed his head slightly.

Song Qi stroked the sachet hanging around his waist boringly, as if he didn't care.

Tang Xiang picked up the broken wooden dog body on the ground, she observed the broken traces, and sighed softly.

Meng Fuzi said: "I have some maps of organs handed down by my ancestors, which may be useful to you."

Tang Xiang's eyes lit up, "Thank you, Master Meng." ”

Meng Fuzi smiled: "You come with me."

Suddenly, Song Qi held the tree with one hand and pressed his chest with the other.

He still has the same face that pretends to be detached from the world, but his movements show that he is now in a physical problem.

Tang Xiang hurriedly walked over and asked with concern, "Senior Brother Song, what's wrong with you?"

"Chest tightness, discomfort." Song Qi blinked coldly, "It's probably going to be a short time coming." ”

His expression really doesn't look like he's dying!

Tang Xiang hesitated and said, "Is it so serious?" Then I'll help Senior Brother Song go to the doctor to have a look. ”

Meng Fuzi smiled and said, "I have medicine for chest tightness there."

Tang Xiang turned to smile and said: "That's great, with Master Meng taking care of Senior Brother Song, there must be no problem, I still have to improve the method of making organs, I'll leave first."

She picked up all her belongings, without worrying about the two men, and soon walked away.

As soon as Tang Xiang left, Song Qi's chest was no longer stuffy, and he was not uncomfortable, he stood up straight, and became a healthy young man again.

Meng Fuzi asked good-naturedly, "Don't you need to take medicine?"

"No, I'm fine." Song Qi looked up at the sky, and his tone was leisurely, "It's cold, so it's better to wear a few more clothes." ”

The two of them walked out of the woods together, peaceful and leisurely.

Meng Fuzi caught a withered yellow fallen leaf, rubbed it gently in his hand for a while, and said gently: "It's indeed cold."

He let go of his hand, and the fallen leaves fell with the wind.

Song Qi said: "Mr. Yam is old, I'm afraid he won't be able to endure the cold, so it's better to rest in the room more."

Meng Fuzi curled the corners of his lips, "Thank you for your concern, the New Year is approaching, aren't you going back to visit your relatives?" ”

"Our family doesn't have much interest in the Chinese New Year."

"Is it that your family is not interested, or is the demon world not interested in this?"

"Didn't Mr. Yam and Old Man Song know each other? If you want to know the answer, you might as well ask Old Man Song in person. ”

Meng Fuzi smiled, "The first sword immortal in the world, in your mouth, is just an old man, I haven't seen him for many years, could it be that Brother Qinghui is already described as withered?" ”

"Not really." Song Qi said casually: "My mother took good care of him, and he shouldn't be able to die."

Meng Fuzi nodded, "I think it's the same, since Brother Qinghui can let you survive as a half-demon and half-ghost, I think his ability is not weaker than before." ”

Meng Fuzi sighed again, "I haven't seen Brother Qinghui for hundreds of years, but I really miss the past." ”

Song Qi said: "My mother said that when people are old, they can't help but recall the past, and it is normal for my husband to be old."

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