The voice seemed to reverberate, echoing in Hua Yuqiong's ears.

Little Qiong'er, do you want to try it?

Want to try it?

Taste it?

Hua Yuqiong's eyes showed a trance-like expression.

Try?

What to taste?

Her gaze slowly fixed on the lips of the wine drops on the night of the sacrifice, and her eyes were dark and urgent.

Little by little, little by little......

Looking at the painting Yuqiong who leaned closer, the night of the sacrifice held back the thought of wanting to meet it, and a ghostly light flashed under his eyes, but his expression was at a loss.

Hua Yuqiong suddenly stopped, looking at the expression of the bewildered sacrifice night that was close at hand, she was stunned, her face turned red, and she quickly got up and retreated.

"I'm ...... I'm full, you eat slowly. ”

With that, she dodged into the space, lay on the bed in the Talking Building, and buried her face deep in the quilt.

What was she just doing?

She actually ...... I actually want to ......

For a moment, Hua Yu Qionghu wondered if he had used the soul control technique on her again, but when she thought of Fang Cai's helpless expression, she dispelled this idea again.

It's clearly her own beauty on the night of the sacrifice, and she has a crooked mind about others!

The empty room was filled with the smell of drunken wine, and the unique medicinal fragrance of Hua Yuqiong's body still remained in front of the night of the festival.

He raised his hand to wipe the remaining wine from his lips, and there was still a look of confusion on his bewitching face, and his eyes were full of dissatisfaction and regret that he didn't get what he thought.

It's a pity, it's just a little, it's almost ......

It worked.

Hua Yuqiong didn't know the calculation in the heart of the sacrifice night, and she was stuffed in the quilt for a long time, and she kept comforting in her heart.

It's okay, it's okay, she didn't kiss again.

Even if you kiss her, kissing her so many times before the night of the sacrifice is considered to be even.

No panic, no small problem.

After some self-comfort, Hua Yuqiong gradually calmed down and prepared to start alchemy.

She was relieved to stay in the outside room on the night of the festival.

After the two of them made it clear before, the night of the sacrifice was bound by the oath of heaven and earth, and it would not harm her or the people around her. Although it was a broken sleeve, he hadn't made any excessive moves since the last time he was deflated.

Well, the accident she almost caused this time was her fault.

Putting aside the messy thoughts in her heart, Hua Yuqiong settled down, processed the herbs, put them into the Fire Phoenix Ding, and focused on controlling the fire and refining the pill.

After Hua Yuqiong developed a sufficient amount of muscle-building powder and filled up all the pills needed for the auction, the sky outside the space was bright.

Early in the morning, Tan Xu's voice sounded outside the door.

"Little junior brother! Are you awake? ”

Hua Yuqiong flashed out of the space and opened the door.

"Senior brother got up so early?"

The bed was separated by a screen, and she was not worried about Tan Xu finding out about the night of the sacrifice on the bed.

Seeing that Hua Yuqiong's face was a little bad, Tan Xu said with concern: "Didn't you sleep well last night?" ”

Not only did Hua Yuqiong not sleep well, she didn't sleep at all, and practiced Dan all night.

There is sometimes a long gap between the inside and outside of the space, and one night outside is a day and one night in the space.

Looking at Tan Xu, she smiled, "Yes, some." ”

"I have homemade incense to help you sleep, and I will fetch it for you."

After Tan Xu finished speaking, Hua Yuqiong was about to say no, he was no longer there.

She sighed and shook her head with a chuckle.

"So happy?"

The faint voice of the night came from behind him.

A smile froze on Hua Yuqiong's face, and the scene from last night that made her embarrassed appeared in her mind.

Sensing the aura of approaching in the distance, the festival night turned a deaf ear and walked towards the painting of Yuqiong.

Seeing Tan Xu's figure, Hua Yuqiong breathed tightly, grabbed the arm of the sacrifice night, moved his body, and pressed him to the side of the door in the room.