Let's go!

Which is chatting, it is clearly killing each other!

Sadness followed Ah Chun out of the door, seeing that it didn't mean to simply send her out of the door.

"Brother, please stay. Ah Chun stopped perfunctorily, she could see the person in front of her, he was more refined than herself, and the thickness of his face was roughly estimated to be about five or six times higher than her.

Sadness would listen to her, and slammed the door shut: "How do I feel that you still have something to say." ”

"Why don't I know I'm still in trouble?" Ah Chun looked at the snow-white body in front of him, how could he seem to have forgotten for a long time, he sat for so long, and his robe didn't even have a wrinkle, could it be that he was too rough to live?

Take a fresh look at yourself.

"Fire magic, you seem to have forgotten to ask!" sad and disdainful look at Ah Chun's hesitant expression.

Ah Chun scratched her bangs, not at all, oops, bad, I forgot to ask the panicked and annoyed look. Instead, he took his composure to the extreme: "Since you took the initiative to mention it, then let's take advantage of the moonlight to talk again." ”

Sadness made a gesture of please, but he didn't smile or care: "You start first." ”

Ah Chun went straight to the point: "How much do you know about fire?"

Sadness is no nonsense: "Where have you come in your cultivation?"

Ah Chun raised five fingers, and small flames that were more subtle than ghost fire danced on his fingertips.

Sadness stretched out his hand in front of Ah Chun, palm up: "Put the fire here." ”

"No, I can't. Ah Chun's fingers dodged. This is a fire that destroys the world and destroys the earth, and those who are not the descendants of Suzaku and those who come into contact with it will definitely die.

"What, in the heart of me?" sad cynical face, this time with a bit of seriousness.

Ah Chun hesitated, after all, the defensive technique of grief was too powerful to be predicted, but at the same time, his small flame was also very lethal.

Sadness held his breath, his cold hand picked up Ah Chun's fingers, and pressed the small flame on it in his palm, and in an instant, Sadness's entire palm burned.

Ah Chun was startled and was about to pounce.

Sadness retreated, and the small flames were burning unscrupulously, sizzling, and Ah Chun seemed to smell the burnt smell of meat.

"You're crazier than me. Ah Chun scolded, and the cold light flashed, and the fire in the sad palm was suddenly extinguished.

Sadness looked at his red-burned hands, and simply practiced cold defense, but he was not burned. I'm afraid that Ah Chun's fire will go to the next level, and he really won't dare to play like this.

"Playing with fire and immolating yourself?" said Ah Chun and Ni glared sadly.

"Burn the bones and scatter the ashes!"

"Ashes and Wisdom!"

"A wise man thinks a thousand times!"

"I can't think far away!"

"Far away, near branches!" sad

"Branches hold each other!"

"Hold on for a reason!"

"Don't give up!"

"Reluctant to give up day and night!" sad and full of fighting spirit.

"Night Moon Flower Dynasty" Ah Chun.

The grief finally stopped.

Ah Chun gloated.

"When I tried to look at the green branches, a few cold flowers did not disappear. Sadness looked at Ah Chun with a pair of cool eyes, and the chill was so thick that he couldn't rub it.

This poem is indeed what the mother should have seen by name.

But!

"Are we stupid!" Ah Chun stopped.

Sadness: "See you're in a bad mood and tease you." ”

Chun: "You often use your ancestors' brains to tease girls?"

Each reincarnation of the Sorrowful Beast carries the memories of its past life, and instead of answering, it asks, "Do you know why your fire technique is stagnant?"

Ah Chun's thoughts were enough to jump, but he didn't catch the sudden change of sadness, and slowed down for a moment: "Because you can't coexist with the cold arts?"

"Why can't we coexist?" asked the grief.

Ah Chun replied honestly: "Physique, born with an extremely cold physique. ”

Sadness: "Are you sure you didn't pick it up from Yamashita?"

Ah Chun: "It's funny, absolutely biological!"

Sadness: "Then why can't we coexist?"

The question was thrown back again, and Ah Chun couldn't understand it.

Sadness: "I have the brain of my ancestors, don't you have a trace of the fire body of the Vermilion Bird?"

Sad and cold, he slammed Ah Chun awake, yes, a trace of Vermilion Bird's fire body. She and Han Sheng and eldest sister all thought about it, but there was nothing in her body to prove that she had a fire body, so that she finally saw that she had tried for a long time before she succeeded in a small way, and she almost went crazy.

"Cold to dry, dry to dry, dry to hot, hot to the extreme, will become a fire, and this fire, since you are not dropped from the sky, picked up on the ground, what you will cultivate in the future must be a fire that destroys the world and destroys the earth, but at present, I have just tried it, and your fire is not destroying the world. ”

Sounds reasonable.

Chun: "It's not destroying the world, what is it?"

Sadness: "If it is to destroy the world and destroy the earth, my hand will be long gone, and the fire that can be used to defend against the cold arts, and the fire skills cultivated by the cold body should be cold fire." ”

"Chillfire?"

After grieving his thoughts, he nodded, "Yes." Why don't you try as I said. ”

Cold to dry, dry to dry, dry to hot, hot to the extreme, will become a fire

Chun: "Do you know how to practice in detail?"

"Of course...... Ignorance. "The sad one is called a crisp.

Chun: "Sadness. ”

Sadness perceives something wrong, and alertness slowly takes a step back.

"I want to pump you. A few words were squeezed out between Ah Chun's teeth.

"It's not that there is a long forget, it is said that he is proficient in the study of all kinds of spells, giving you a chance to be shameless. "The silver light flashed, and the sadness was gone.

in the room.

Liang Cheng was wearing a black undershirt, his body was open at the beginning of his youth, his muscles were not so obvious, but he was well-proportioned enough, there was no flesh, and his black and shiny hair like a waterfall was scattered behind his shoulders, and he was tied up with a rope at will, and he was making a bed for her with his head down.

Hearing the sound of the door closing and leisurely steps, he raised his head and looked, his bright eyes just met Ah Chun's tired gaze, and he happily greeted her and helped her to the bed: "Tired?"

Ah Chun felt that the only strength left tonight was spent on the inexplicable alienation and sadness of the long forget, and he was no longer able to explain anything to Liangcheng, so he waved his hand to let Wutong serve and wash.

In the middle of the night, Ah Chun was lying in bed.

Outside the screen, there was the sound of Liangcheng squirming and undressing.

Although the lights were turned off throughout the room, the moonlight was excellent, and the gilded light could illuminate the room.

Ah Chun heard the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, and slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were adapting to the black, and he saw Liangcheng's upper body approaching.

At the moment, understand what he wants to do.

"Liangcheng, I don't need to wait, you just came back, go and have a good rest. Ah Chun seemed to be commonplace, lying motionless on the bed, and her tone was full of refusal.

Liangcheng knelt on one knee beside Ah Chun's bed, his arms were lying on the mattress, the bed beside him was sunken, the youthful breath, the damp heat that had just been bathed, and the fragrance of her favorite flowers came to her nose, which made people irresistible and teased her will.

"Sister Han, I'm weak, do you want to do it?" Liang Cheng not only has charming eyes, but at this moment, even the words he says are very tempting.

Ah Chun sat up helplessly, rubbed Liangcheng's head with a doting face, and then unscrupulously looked at the looming muscles, slid his hand from the round but strong shoulders as if teasingly, and pinched it symbolically: "Practice again, I like to be ripe, understand?"

Ah Chun was already depressed, and the mess made her defense line extremely low, and she couldn't withstand any color and temptation. But I still forcibly suppressed a rising desire, because flirting is flirting, and I don't suffer a loss if I work hard, but if it's true...... , perverted, Liangcheng is more than 20,000 years younger than himself, how can he do it.

Liang Cheng raised his head, his eyes flashed with starlight, he would never ask why he always refused, don't you like me anymore? This kind of unwise question, but wisely stood up and folded the quilt for her, trembling in grievance: "Sister Han, go to bed early, I will stay outside." ”

Ah Chun finally breathed a sigh of relief, she admired Liangcheng's sense of proportion and rules, and patted his hand: "If there is anything you can do, you can rest assured." ”

At night, the place where Ah Chun was burned by the fire was itchy and painful, like a burrito, wrapped in the quilt and rolled several times, the whole person was like a meat filling, shrunk in the cake, confused, someone has been with the bedside, tirelessly to make up the quilt, knowing that it is Liangcheng.

When it was almost dawn, I finally fell asleep.

At noon the next day, Liang Cheng was not in the house, and he heard Wutong say that he was called by Hansheng to ask about Qingmengquan.

After briefly using the meal, Ah Chun cast an illusion on his face, checked that there were no flaws, and sighed: "It's really tiring to be alive." ”

Today, I forgot about it and his long court, and the long rumor was about to return to Yunyang Mountain, and I still wanted to redeem the superficial relationship between the two a little. Hurried out the door.

Not far from Qianchun, Ah Chun thought she was dazzled, rubbed her eyes again, and saw a white figure lying on the tree, holding a flower in her mouth, reaching out to tease the bird in the nest.

If you don't know this person's arrogant and uninhibited temperament, this situation and this scene can be completely included in the painting.

Sadness recognized Ah Chun at a glance, and twisted his cold eyebrows: "Seeing you conjure up this disgusting appearance, I have no appetite." ”

Chun: "Who told you to treat me as a meal?"

"Have you eaten?" Sad and handsome jumped off the tree, still holding flowers in his mouth.

Chun: "Eat." ”

However, your answer doesn't matter much.

So why bother!

"Give. Sadness pulled out a Big Mac patty from his sleeve that was bigger than his face.

Don't eat bun skin!

I've switched to pie crust!

Ah Chun was surprised, but the fragrance had already wafted in, and even after eating, she swallowed her saliva. His eyes narrowed unfriendly: "Are you just waiting for me to eat the stuffing!"

Sadness: "Or else?"

Ah Chun: "You can just buy the pie without the filling." ”

Sadness: "No meat, no taste, how unpalatable." ”

Ah Chun took the meatloaf in disgust: "Why do you have more problems than me." ”

"Hurry up and eat, I'm hungry. The sad and cold eyes were like releasing a few ice blades.

"Why don't you just wait at the door of my room?"

"In broad daylight, I'm afraid that the cold will misunderstand. ”

Ah Chun's hand stopped, and he heard something meaning: "Misunderstanding can be another opportunity." ”

Grief snorted, pretending not to understand.

Looking at a peach blossom appearance, he is quite loyal in his bones!

The two of them were very brainless, so they began to study the meat filling at the door of Changwang, and without plates and bowls, without direct contact with their hands, they could fall into their mouths completely without choking.

The scene of opening the door is Ah Chun's mouth open, sad to break the meatloaf through the middle of the paper, and the pie crust is very hard not to touch her lips and squeeze the thick meat filling into her mouth.

Long forget: "....... ”