Two hours later, Ning An and Feng Qi were both lying on the table and almost asleep.

The icon in the air isn't gone yet.

"How many times have you done it all over again? No, give up. "Ning An can see it, this thing is not intended to be passed by at all, is it?

But it's not a curse.

You can give up anytime, anywhere, this kind of unscrupulous little game.

[Host, you underestimate the pursuit of so-called miracles in the cultivation realm too much] The voice of the system came faintly, and it seemed to be a little weak intermittently.

Ning'an: ???

The system is dying?

Feng Qi supported his head with one hand, and was still moving the icon on it with the other.

The whole body was like a large piece of bread, spread out on the table.

Feng Qi spoke, three points tired, four points helpless, and eight points disgusting in his voice: "This thing is forcing me to do it!" ”

Ning An counted that there were still a few divine swords under the demon, and in the end, he felt that the number of grids was not enough, and he was completely rotten.

Forget it, bullshit miracles.

She didn't want it.

She's not the vulgar person who is easily consumed by the lust for profit!

[So... Why did you hold out for four hours? The system's voice trembled and shrieked, with a hint of disbelief.

It's also trying to find a way to solve the problem!

It has a brain, which is unparalleled in the world, and it has not seen any clues after dozens of rounds.

Ning An's face did not change: "For my damn desire to win." ”

So... Is there really someone from a game company who came in and developed such a hurtful little game?

【......】Very good.

Ning An took a sip of tea and sat up straight, the expression on his face gradually becoming serious.

When he saw Feng Qi fall into a dead end again, he said sternly: "This... I'm afraid it's a conspiracy! A sorcery! ”

Feng Qi gave up and poured himself two sips of tea fiercely.

"The little sister scolded well!" Feng Qi cheered Ning An on.

Ning An shook his head: "Second Senior Brother, I'm serious. ”

Every time you come back, you have to inject a trace of true energy into this stone, although it is not much, but a trickle can always merge into the sea.

Where did all this true qi go?

If... If it all converges on one person, it is not a problem to ascend to the sky in one step.

Although the process was gentle, there was no bloody violence.

But in essence, it is still to extract the power of others.

What is the difference between this and the crooked and heretical ways in Xiuzhen's novels?

Ning An shared his thoughts with Feng Qi and asked Feng Qi if he remembered anything.

The result was nothing, and Ning An was very smart and didn't ask the system at all.

What was not written in the original book, it was in vain to ask if asked.

......] The system is silent, so you don't have to look down on it so much.

Although the host was right.

But as a veteran system, doesn't it lose face?

Ning An looked at the sky that had gradually turned white, and symbolically yawned.

It's really... No way!

This curse is simply unhealthy!

"Sleep! Tomorrow's Flower Festival, you will also take your fox for a walk? As if he had made some kind of decision, Feng Qi took the stone into his arms.

Ning An watched Feng Qi leave, and subconsciously asked, "Flower Dynasty Festival?" Isn't that the seven-day carnival of the entire cultivation realm? But we're going to start the Immortal Dou Conference in three days! ”

"Huh." Feng Qi opened the folding fan and blocked his face, revealing only a pair of narrow eyes.

seems to be smiling but not smiling, and wants to talk about it.

Ning An understands in seconds.

Three days is the last stubbornness.

*

The moonlight was not as good as the water, and there was a faint light outside.

Ning An felt that after the baptism of this curse of the pit father, he was physically and mentally exhausted.

When I walked to the window, I saw the young man lying on his back on the edge of the bed, sleeping soundly.

A rare serenity.

Ning An cautiously climbed onto the bed, crossed Pei Yi, and lay down inside.

Not long after closing his eyes, he turned over and looked at the sleeping boy.

"Xiaohong is covered in thorns on weekdays... Still asleep and behaved. Ning An couldn't help but complain to the system.

I sleep with a fox in my arms on weekdays, but there is no fox tonight......

[Isn't it lying beside you?] The system asks rhetorically.

Ning'an: ???

Isn't there a difference between that person and a fox?

【……】

Ning An looked at the moon speechlessly, and before he could say "the bright moonlight in front of the bed", the young man next to him turned into a red fox.

"Little Red?"

Ning An was overjoyed, and hurriedly called softly.

Didn't get a response.

Probably... Asleep?

Ning An secretly touched the fox's ear, and the fluffy touch rubbed against the palm of his hand.

Itchy.

Even with a itch in my heart.

"Little Red?" Ning An called again, but still did not respond.

He rubbed it generously and scooped the fox into his arms.

A small one, it is very safe to hold in your arms.

Ning An buried his head in the fox's fur with satisfaction, rubbed it, and gently kneaded the fox's ears: "Xiaohong, good night." ”

The red fox opened its eyes, and a hint of depression flashed in its eyes.

When Ning An woke up on the second day, there was still a fox in his arms, and behind the screen, the young man in white was doing well.

"Little Red!" Ning An rolled over and jumped off the bed.

The young man's silver hair had turned black, and his skin was fairer.

The pale pink thin lips have become a little more gorgeous.

Hearing her voice, he glanced back at her lightly, and his beautiful eyes were full of coldness.

Ning An didn't care about this, and went to pull Pei Yi's hand after quickly washing.

Pei Yi was drinking tea, and he was not the slightest guard against the girl's sudden movements, and by the time he reacted, the girl was already pulling his sleeve.

"Let's go, Red." Ning An tugged at Pei Yi's sleeve, his face full of anticipation.

The clothes on Xiaohong's body are a little too tacky, and besides, you should buy another headband!

Anyway... In a word.

Their Xiaohong's appearance must be far more than Lin Bocheng's.

The Flower Dynasty Festival, as the anniversary of the defeat of the demons in the cultivation realm, can be regarded as a very grand festival.

pulled Pei Yi out of the courtyard, and was blinded by the piles of flowers on the street.

Clearly... I didn't have it yesterday!

Ning An grabbed Pei Yi's hand with some excitement: "Xiaohong, look, what a beautiful flower!" ”

Pei Yi let Ning An take her hand and followed her slowly, not squinting.

There was some restlessness in the black pupils.

It's just flowers.

Ning An stopped and looked at Pei Yi puzzled.

As a fox, don't you feel a little close to nature when you see these flowers?

【Eldest sister... People are demons! Not an animal] The system couldn't help it.

Pei Yi was careless and not interested in everything at the moment.

It's just that the girl turned her head suddenly, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, with a little doubt.

The glass-colored pupils seemed to be bright, making it easy for him to meet his eyes.

Pei Yi looked away, a little puzzled.

Flowers.

How good can it be?

Thinking that if he didn't make a sound, the girl in front of him would definitely have to ask again, and he had a little headache.

So after a short silence, Pei Yi lowered her head and met the girl's gaze.

"Beautiful."

The two words were extremely perfunctory, and Ning An felt happy when he heard it.