Yu Yuan helped Jiang Lan to set up a pot in the old way, and the dry firewood in the woods was the worst, so he picked up the dry firewood and bought it. When it was done, Yu Kite lay on the straw mat that had been laid out, but he was reluctant to get up.

Ye Qingzhi made a spell around to prevent evil things from entering in the middle of the night, and after some arrangement, he turned around and saw Yu Yuan curled up and lying on the straw mat sleeping sweetly, and walked over lightly.

Stopping to the side, Ye Qingzhi took off the white robe on his body, surrounded the hay around him, and then covered the robe on Yu Kite's body. The movements were very light, the robe was large, and the cover was tight, and only one head was exposed. Ye Qingzhi's fingers were on the tip of Yu Kite's nose, feeling the warm breath and breathing a sigh of relief.

Jiang Lan, who was boiling water, saw this, so he made a small fire, and the dry firewood was not broken, and there was a lot less noisy sound, and Yu Yuan's eyebrows were much more relaxed.

There was nothing to do, Ye Qingzhi squatted on the side and looked at Yu Kite quietly, as if he couldn't see enough, Ye Qingzhi felt that he didn't have such patience in his teenage year book "Wen Li".

Although he is the son of heaven, Ye Qingzhi is inevitably as wild and playful as an ordinary naughty child. However, there are many rules, and there are too many worries around, the young Ye Qingzhi reads the inscription of "Wen Li" outside the window all day long. The ancient books handed down are the most boring, with a lot of content, Ye Qingzhi occasionally gets tired of reading it, so he will take a brush and leave what he sees today on the book, and the days go by, waiting for a book of "Wen Li" to read, memorize it by heart, Ye Qingzhi opened the book and read it again, and suddenly realized that what he remembers every day is the same, the mood, the scene, and even the things that happen day by day.

It was also at that time that Ye Qingzhi had the idea of leaving the heavenly realm, if it weren't for the sudden realization of a day, Ye Qing went to the mortal world, and I am afraid that he would not have met the Yu Kite who was playing at that time.

After some tossing, Yu Kite is really tired, and there are old injuries that have not healed, although this feeling is not very comfortable, but it has not been so reassuring for a long time.

Until it was dark and thorough, Jiang Lan boiled a lot of water, and the place where Ye Qingzhi sat left two grass marks, and Yu Kite did not wake up.

Gradually, Jiang Lan couldn't sit still, and he was really a little bored, so he took the flowers and leaves he had just picked in the woods, poured a lot of water, walked up to Ye Qingzhi and handed it to him.

At the end of the day, his stomach was empty and the water flowed little, so Ye Qingzhi took it and touched the leaves in the palm of his hand and blew them for a while.

Jiang Lan walked up to Yu Kite lightly, patted off the dew left on one side of the grass due to the night fog, and then gently wiped it off, and breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that Yu Kite had not woken up, got up and walked to Ye Qingzhi and sat down on the side, and said, "Qingzun, is your face okay?"

Ye Qingzhi shook his head, but his brows were not relaxed: "It's okay for the time being." ”

Yu Kite was just turned into a demon by the fire warrior, and in fact, she didn't have any cultivation at all, just as Ah Xiang said, Yu Kite couldn't beat her. At that time, it was a last resort, and there were old wounds left on the body, and this incident in Baina Town consumed a lot of internal strength, as well as cultivation. Yu Kite was almost strangled to death in the final pulse with Ah Xiang.

Thinking of Yu Kite's pale face at that time, Ye Qingzhi was afraid for a while,

Fortunately, he arrived in time, otherwise, he would not forgive himself in this life.

Jiang Lan heard Ye Qingzhi's tone with a bit of confusion, and Fang Xia felt that he had asked whether he should have asked, so he was a little worried, along the way, Yu Kite's injuries were obvious to all, and now after a few days, the injury has not been healed for a long time, I am afraid that it will not be good for his health in the future.

She said: "Later, I will let Xiao Mian see if I can come back from two game, so that I can replenish my body." ”

Ye Qingzhi shook his head and rejected Jiang Lan's kindness. Looking at the increasingly pale face of the Yu Kite on the ground, he knew that the Yu Kite needed more than that.

The two of them who were outside picking wild fruits had found a place with more wild fruits. Although the apples are not as big as those sold at ordinary homes, they are also red, and there are dates, which are erected on the trees one by one, and the moonlight illuminates them at night, and they are red and delicious.

Jiang Mian watched from afar, couldn't help but touch his empty stomach, licked the corners of his mouth and said, "I can eat it now." ”

Although the fire descending man was happy in his heart, he snorted coldly when he heard Jiang Mian's words: "What." I still want to climb up in person, I am not afraid of falling down and smashing your Young Master Jiang's buttocks, don't wail and cry out in pain when the time comes. ”

After that, he laughed twice, looking at the fruit trees that were three or four above the ground, full of mockery.

Jiang Mian's arrogance just now opened up, and he pinched his waist and said: "Stinky ice face, you are too underestimated to look down on this young master, I can find out where Shenghua was back then, what daddy didn't let me eat, I can find out it, don't say high, even if it is hidden in the crack of the mouse, it is not a problem, now there are two fruit trees, do you think it is rare to live with me." ”

He said, "Okay, then you can pick it up and show me." ”

"Pick it, pick it, don't pick the fruit on this tree this time, my master has your surname. ”

The fire sly swept through his eyes, found a comfortable place by the tree next to him, and lay on it.

As if feeling that he had been tricked, Jiang Mian's expression stiffened slightly for a moment, and he stood still without moving.

The fire descended and said, "What, Young Master Jiang is still not going?"

Jiang Mian gritted his teeth, turned around and rolled up his sleeves, but the package on his body was not put down, the belt was taken off and the ink hair was scattered, and he tied it again, touched his face twice, took two deep breaths and rested his hand on the trunk of a tree on the ground.

I stepped on a branch and tried my strength. Then he jumped up with his legs and feet, half a meter away from the ground, and after his body was stable, his other hand reached the other tree trunk, and now he was able to reach the dates, but the soles of his feet were unstable, and Jiang Mian only used his butt to hold the thick branches to stay on the tree for a while.

Seeing that there was a distance of three or four meters underground, Jiang Mian's entire heart was hanging. He reached out and tried to pick the dates hanging from his head, picked one and wiped it on his clothes, bit it off, and simply.

Jiang Mian couldn't help but put the whole jujube in his mouth and ate it thoroughly. After enjoying it, Jiang Mian spit out the jujube core unsatisfied.

The ground descending fire was about to fall asleep, Jiang Mian took one off and threw it in the right direction, and it happened to fall between the foreheads of the fire descending fire.

The fire descended and woke up, his forehead ached slightly, and he looked at the big red dates that had been rolling on the ground for a long time before stopping, and his eyebrows were slightly raised.

Jiang Mian said dissatisfiedly: "Stinky ice face, master, I am desperately trying to make dinner on the tree, are you embarrassed to fall asleep down alone." ”

"Then what should I do?"

"Pick up. The master throws it down and you catch it. ”

After a pause, the fire fighter agreed.

In this way, Jiang Mian let go of his heart to pick fruits indiscriminately, and threw them down without looking at the ground.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang", there are a lot of things smashed, and the fire is falling on his shoulder, and a fire is bred in his eyes.

After a while, the close range of dates was enough, Jiang Mian thought about the number of dates he had just thrown away, stopped the idea of continuing to pick fruits, and looked at the fire warrior who kept looking for dates on the ground and bent over, he said proudly: "Quickly find it for the master, if there are not more than a hundred of them, I am sorry for the master, hey, over there, there is one on your right leg." ”

Saying that, Jiang Mian sat on the tree and couldn't stop commanding.

The smile on the corner of the fire man's mouth was almost distorted, and he stopped moving, holding the fruit he had picked up in his arms.

Jiang Mian said: "Ice cubes, why did you stop, the master told you, I threw more than that, you have to pick it all up for the master, but you can't live up to the master's hard work, climb a tree, am I easy." ”

This time, he didn't argue with Jiang Mian, and obediently lowered his head on the grass and continued to look for dates whose color would blend with the green grass all over the ground.

Jiang Mian was ready to be reprimanded, but now he hadn't heard the fire warrior talk about him for a long time, so he couldn't help but get off the side, looked at the fire farmer who was obediently picking up the fruit, and said, "Ice cubes." ”

The fire was ignored.

The surrounding darkness was gloomy, and standing on the top of the tree could be seen far away, the fire descending had not spoken, and Jiang Mian was also a little scared, so he looked for the place where he stepped on it.

Jiang Mian is very tall, holding the trunk of the tree with one hand, and the leaves of the jujube tree are falling, and the sound of "salsa" in the leaves is not noticeable.

After finally finding a place to stay, Jiang Mian breathed a sigh of relief and was about to step on that place to come down.

As soon as the upper hand left the trunk, Jiang Mian was ready to jump down a meter or two. Who knew that at this time, there was a protruding piece of tree on his feet that supported all of Jiang Mian's gravity, and suddenly it was gone.

With one foot in the air, Jiang Mian's entire face turned white.

Seeing Jiang Mian falling, the fire girl fell from the ground and hid for a long distance with the fruit in his pocket. With a heart-rending wail, Jiang Mian searched for the ground with his head, and fell on all fours lying on the ground, like a cricket jumping in the field.

This look of amusing the fire girl instantly lost his laughter, and he had a lot of fruit in his hand and couldn't laugh too hard, so he had to speak in a muffled voice.

This laughter fell on Jiang Mian's ears was full of mockery, he clenched his fists fiercely, stood up with enough strength, and no matter what was on his body, one or two strides walked to the fire descendant, gritted his teeth and glared: "What are you laughing at, it's so funny when the master falls." ”

Huo Cheng nodded, looked up at Jiang Mian for a while, as if he had seen something new, and his face, which had always been ice and snow, really smiled a little at this moment.

The two tiger teeth that had never been shown were exposed, their lips were bent and happy, and there was a little smile between their eyebrows and eyes, which added a bit of cuteness to him and entered the atmosphere of vulgarity. Jiang Mian looked at this smile for a moment, and was a little stunned.

More and more, Jiang Mian felt that something was not right, he reached out and touched his face, his hand was sticky, and he subconsciously looked at it through the moonlight.

There was blood in the white and tender palms, and Jiang Mian realized when his nose was bleeding, and there was a lot.

He was also surprised not by the blood, but by the fact that he had never had a nosebleed since he was a child, even from the most serious injuries. Now it's just a fall, and it doesn't make sense.

Looking from the direction of the fire fighter, there were two lines of blood left under Jiang Mian's nose, as if they were neatly painted, and now they were groped by Jiang Mian for a while, and half of his face was stained with blood, which looked like a clown.

He couldn't help it, and his smile gradually appeared.

As if thinking of something, Jiang Mian clenched his fists and said fiercely: "Lower the fire." ”

The fire descendant smiled enough, smiled, and no longer looked at Jiang Mian, his face was light, as if nothing had happened, and he went to pick up dates indifferently.