When the water surface of Tianchi returned to calm, Feng Jiujiu could no longer hold on, and his body fell back heavily.

"Sister September!"

Zhang Yaozu's immature voice sounded from behind, but the person holding Feng Jiuyue was Fu Qingyun.

Fu Qingyun bent down, nervously picked up the person, and said to Zhang Yaozu with a sideways look: "You take care of the things in Tianchi here, and you will be taken to Chonghua Palace to rest by Benjun in September." ”

Zhang Yaozu's eyes darkened, and finally nodded in agreement.

Seeing himself in his previous life being gently hugged by Fu Qingyun and leaving Tianchi, Feng Jiuyue's mood was not to mention how complicated it was.

Xiao Qi really didn't joke with him, he was indeed spoiled by Fu Qingyun and them in his previous life.

When night falls, the stars are dotted, there is no one around the Tianchi, and the water surface is as calm as a mirror.

Feng Jiu walked to the shore of Tianchi alone, sat down slowly, lowered his head and said distressedly: "Xiaoqi, are you still uncomfortable?" ”

Ling Lingqi at the bottom of the Heavenly Pond slowly opened his eyes, looking at the vague and familiar reflection on the water surface tiredly, and felt resentful again.

The water surface of the Tianchi is still calm, without any waves, Feng Jiujiu looked at the dark soul under the pool with pity, and said softly: "Xiaoqi, can I tell you a story?" ”

Ling Lingqi pretended not to hear and turned his back to the people on the water.

Feng Jiuyue didn't care whether she heard it or not, and told the story in a gentle voice: "Once upon a time, there was a very smart and lovely girl, but because she lived too hard and tired in her previous life, she didn't want to live like this anymore after being reborn, so she tried all kinds of ways to be lazy every day and make herself comfortable......

Feng Jiujiu, is this a demon? How did you become so talkative?

Also, why does her voice sound a little different?

I see, she must have used illusion to trick me.

Hmph, don't you even want to let go of my soul?

Ling Lingqi's soul was always immersed in the water, and he refused to come out to deal with people, but he listened to what Feng Jiujiu said word for word.

One day, two days, and a month passed quickly, and Feng Jiujiu still insisted on telling the story of the future to the souls hidden under the water at night.

Such a gentle Feng Jiu made Ling Lingqi a little unbearable, and the resentment in his heart was rubbed away by him little by little.

Finally, Ling Lingqi's soul floated to the surface of the water, carefully peeking at the beauty sitting on the edge of the pool.

Feng Jiujiu keenly heard the fluctuating sound of the pool, and was overjoyed in his heart, and wanted to look back.

But thinking that Ling Lingqi in her previous life didn't know that he was a man, she was afraid that her current appearance would scare her, so she decisively changed back to the way she used to be when she was a woman.

When he turned to look at the figure on the pool, he looked at him softly and said, "Little ...... Seventh Senior Sister, you are finally willing to come out. ”

No, what is he afraid of, no one can see him.

However, Ling Lingqi spoke, and looked at him defensively, "Feng Jiujiu, what do you want to do?" ”

Feng Jiujiu was stunned for a moment, and her eyes were in disbelief.

Not only could she hear him, she could see him.

How so?

Feng Jiujiu's face was confused, and he couldn't figure out the reason.

Seeing that people didn't speak for a long time, Ling Lingqi gradually surfaced half of his body, and then asked, "Feng Jiujiu, what do you want to do?" ”

Feng Jiujiu didn't speak, raised his right hand, and leaned over little by little.

Ling Lingqi subconsciously dodged his touch.

Raising his right hand in the air, Feng Jiujiu said affectionately: "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, let me touch your face, okay?" ”