Zhao Rong doesn't like dusk.

The twilight of this side of the world.

At this moment, he looked up.

On the horizon in the distance, there were rows of black mountains, and the blood-red remnant sun had completely fallen into them, and there was no trace of them.

The last of the afterglow hanging in the sky was fading, like a late old man, dead and dead.

Night covers the earth, and how can the human lights on the earth resist this suffocating darkness like fate.

Zhao Rong hated this feeling, since he woke up the memories of his previous life and came to this world in another sense, almost every dusk would make Zhao Rong feel a sense of detachment that he did not belong here.

In the wrong box.

Because of the night in the memory of the previous life, the lights around me are sometimes brighter than the day, there are too many attractive things, there is almost no boundary between day and night, and I rarely stay in the dark for a while, experiencing the oppressive feeling of being engulfed and surrounded by darkness.

And now, even in the Taiqing Four Mansions of Duyou City, the lights of the immortal family on the mountain can't drive away the footsteps of the dark giants.

When it's dark, it means the end of the day, separation and loneliness.

It's just that now this sense of detachment that makes Zhao Rong uncomfortable has begun to gradually dissipate.

Because his kite off the ground has been pulled back to the earth by a few strings.

"Hoo ......"

Zhao Rong gently exhaled a mouthful of turbid breath in his chest.

He squinted at the Nanci Jingshe in the distance, and the high-rise buildings on the riverside were lit up with some lights, one grain after another.

Zhao Rong subconsciously pinched Qingjun's hand, and opened his mouth without turning his head.

"Otherwise, let's go for a walk elsewhere, it's still early. ”

A few days ago, the two of them were together until the moon, and they were reluctant to separate, but today, Qingjun took the initiative to ask Zhao Rong to send her back to Nanci Jingshe early.

But at this time, the pace of the two of them returning to Nanci Jingshe was extremely slow.

Concubine Zhao Ling, who had been quiet on the road for a long time, was silent for a moment when she heard this, and shook her head, "Brother Rong'er, you have to leave tomorrow morning, so let's rest early today." ”

Zhao Rong noticed the depressed mood of the woman beside him.

He pursed his lips and suddenly stopped.

Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Rong clasped their hands, and when they were pulled by him, they also stopped, and turned back curiously.

The next second.

Zhao Rong reached out, grabbed the white jade hanging from Zhao Lingfei's waist, and took off the "clean".

The purple qi from the east is the world's first auspicious qi, and it is related to the Tao Sutra, it is extremely mysterious, has a childlike innate wisdom, and can be practiced by the monk as a precious natal object, and the Dansheng half product is one of the miraculous effects after it becomes the monk's natal object.

After Zhao Rong got the purification, he did not practice, but took a fancy to its strange use of being able to change all things, and transformed the purity into a decorative Luo Ying of white jade, and gave it to Qingjun.

However, because of the gift of the strange old man in Zhongnan Mountain, Qingjing is extremely close to Zhao Rong, and he can be regarded as the master of Qingjing in a sense.

Therefore, Zhao Rong had made it turn into a purple Luo Ying, and it had almost remained unchanged for a period of time, hanging on the white jade.

At this time, Zhao Rong looked at the well-behaved Qingjun in his hands, and raised his eyes to look at Qingjun's outfit, he thought for a moment, and his heart moved.

Immediately, Luo Ying's hand silently bloomed into a cloud of flowing purple gas.

This scattered fog state lasted only three breaths.

In a flash.

The pure purple qi gathered again and condensed into a ...... Purple villain.

The little guy is the size of a palm, his face is blurred, and the purple qi on his body is fluctuating.

It can be roughly seen that she looks like a slender and petite girl.

He wore pigtails and a small skirt.

The little girl was hovering in Zhao Rong's hand, turning her head in confusion, looking left and right.

Concubine Zhao Lingfei on the side quietly looked at Brother Rong'er and the newly transformed little guy in his hand, her eyes were a little curious.

Zhao Rong looked at the little girl's pure appearance, looked at it for a while, and nodded with satisfaction.

This appearance is indeed very similar to the outfit of the full-breasted skirt that he remembers when he was a child.

It's a daughter, no doubt.

The corners of Zhao Rong's mouth hooked, and he stretched out a finger to feel the clean little head.

The little girl, who was looking around in ignorance, saw a "thick and long" stick coming, shrank back vigilantly, and didn't let him rub it, but immediately found that Zhao Rong had the breath she liked close to her, so she floated forward again, took the initiative to open her two slender arms to hold Zhao Rong's fingers, rubbed her fingers with her face, and became intimate.

Zhao Rong teased Qingjing with his fingers, and spoke to her with a solemn expression and a serious tone.

"Girl, my father is leaving tomorrow, and I will be a little far away from you and your mother for a period of time in the future, and when I am not there, you have to accompany your mother for me. If she is bored in the house every day and practices day and night, you have to pull her out for a walk and have fun with her; if she secretly thinks about me in a daze like a fool, well, you have to write this down, go back and tell me, there is a reward for you. ”

Zhao Rong paused slightly, and glanced at Qingjun, who was silent on the side.

I saw that her long eyes were squinted at this time, her eyes were crooked, the corners of her lips were crooked, and she was staring at him and the "child" without blinking, like a kitten who had stolen dried fish.

Zhao Rong coughed twice and suppressed the corners of his mouth.

He lowered his voice, leaned his head forward, and as if there was no one around, he cautiously admonished the Qing Qing who was close at hand:

"Ahem, of course, the most important thing is to stand guard for your father, girl, remember, if your mother talks to any man other than me for more than three sentences at a time, you can quickly run to tell me, hum, see how I teach your mother...... Remember?"

The pure little girl tilted her head, facing Zhao Rong, and was confused when she heard his words.

However, after she heard the slightly heavier question of "Daddy", her small body shook, and she couldn't open her mouth for the time being, so she quickly nodded like garlic.

"Poof. ”

Concubine Zhao couldn't hold back and smiled.

Like a white lotus blooming in the dark.

Zhao Rong's gaze did not leave Qingjun for a moment, but when he saw this, he was slightly stunned, but even though his expression was solemn, he said in a serious tone:

"Child, mother, what are you laughing at? Don't look at it, it's you, if you dare to take advantage of your husband's absence......"

Concubine Zhao Ling hurriedly turned her face stiff, her tone was annoyed, but she said happily: "Brother Rong'er is messing around again, not serious...... I don't want to talk to you anymore. ”

She lifted her chin, her neck was white and round, and she held her head high like a proud swan, and she didn't look away.

Zhao Rong suddenly didn't dare to make any more mistakes.

However, his heart was also slightly relieved, at least Qingjun should not be sad when he was disturbed.

Zhao Rong glanced at the lady's arrogant posture, after getting along for so many days, I didn't know that this was what he was coaxing.

Zhao Rong glanced at him...... Well, in fact, it is the use of a certain mind connected in the underworld to convey some meaning to the mind that is ignorant and pure.

The next moment.

Qingjing left Zhao Rong's palm and flew to Zhao Lingfei's side, she grabbed it with her small hand and pulled Zhao Lingfei's sleeve, but the latter ignored it.

The small and clean body hugged Zhao Lingfei's onion fingers, shook from side to side coquettishly, and rubbed her palms with her body from time to time.

On the other side, Zhao Rong secretly said in his heart, "A good daughter really didn't raise you in vain", and then smiled and reached out to catch Qingjun's other amateur hand.

Zhao Lingfei struggled with the hand he caught, but in the end she didn't pull it out, so she let Zhao Rong pinch it gently, she still didn't look at him.

Zhao Rong's voice was soft, "Okay, the child is her mother...... Qingjun, I was wrong, for the sake of the child, forgive your husband. ”

Zhao Lingfei tilted her chin, glanced at Zhao Rong, and her voice was cold, "Hmph, what are you wrong?"

Zhao Rong thought for a while, and cautiously tentatively said, "Should we have a son?" Do you like boys?"

On the side, who was coquettish, the little girl lowered her head and wrung her hands, but was ignored by Zhao Rong.

Zhao Lingfei's eyes opened, gritted her teeth, turned around, and glanced at Brother Rong'er, who had no face and no skin.

couldn't help but stretch out his jade hand and hammer Zhao Rong with a powder fist.

It's just that there is a smile in her eyebrows.

All of a sudden, the two were fighting together.

The one next to him was clean and cheerfully circled around Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei.

In the darkness of the night, it was like a ribbon emitting purple light that bound the two together.

............