Chapter 19: Let's settle accounts
"I'll go to your uncle, are you deliberately making my wife uncomfortable, didn't you, I finally found a cave, and you still didn't let me stay!"
Qingluan looked at Qing Yinan's back, and anger rose in his heart, but he had some doubts in his heart, so he got up and followed all the way out.
Qing Yinan didn't go far, and squatted down directly next to a small tree by the edge of the cave.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Qingluan watched him squat on the ground, his face bruised, and roared.
Qing Yinan didn't expect Qingluan to come out, so he was startled, unstable, and sat down.
At this time, his face was not only bruised, but also colorful and changeable, just like the fruit he had just eaten.
Qingluan looked at him too strangely, and wanted to get closer to take a closer look at what was going on.
"Don't come here!" Qing Yinan trembled and waved his hand, and a translucent enchantment immediately appeared between him and Qingluan.
"Do you have diarrhea?" asked Qingluan with some hesitation.
Cultivators have diarrhea, but it is a big anecdote that a typical person is not good at learning.
After waiting for a long time, Qing Yinan didn't say a word, only faintly heard his heavy gasp.
"You, are you pulling your clothes?" Qingluan asked again.
Looking at Qing Yinan's performance, Qingluan was a little convinced.
She felt that all the anger that came from being disturbed at this moment had disappeared without a trace, and all that was left was the uncontrollable joy in her heart.
Such a comedy is enough for her to enjoy for a lifetime.
She bent over and covered her mouth, trying not to let the laughter out.
Although the voice was indeed a little quieter, it still couldn't escape Qing Yinan's ears.
He trembled with anger, but he was helpless.
Damn, someone must have drugged himself, and once he finds out, he will have to be skinned.
Qingluan laughed enough and straightened up.
"Hey, don't hide, you just don't see it, you pull slowly, I'll go to sleep, remember to be quieter!"
With that, Qingluan entered the cave, her hands sealed, and a thick, dark black coat-like enchantment wrapped her.
She shook her head in the hole, she couldn't hold back the excitement, this is big news, if he dares to take trouble for himself in the future, he can threaten him to shake this thing out.
Thinking, thinking, Qingluan's sleepiness hit.
Early the next morning.
Qingluan slowly opened his eyes, but he didn't find Qing Yinan's figure.
"What about people, don't you feel ashamed, run away by yourself!"
Qingluan waved away the barrier and looked around.
Just when she wanted to go out to look for it, Qing Yinan came in.
He stretched out his hand in front of Qingluan: "Give me the bag that contained the fruit yesterday." ”
There was a lot of anger in his tone.
Qingluan watched him recover his blood color, and couldn't help but quip: "Yes, the recovery is quite fast." ”
With that, he handed over the package from his arms.
Qing Yinan had a dark face, took the package and poured it on the ground.
And all the fruit that was in it rolled out and scattered all over the ground.
"Hey, no matter how angry you are, you can't take the fruit out of your anger. ”
Qingluan watched Qing Yinan spoil the food, obviously a little angry.
Qing Yinan ignored her, glanced around, and picked up two colorful fruits from the ground, which were the kind he ate yesterday.
He held the fruit firmly in his hand, as if he wanted to crush it.
"Let's go, I know the reason!" Qing Yinan said through gritted teeth.
"Now, where are you going, what is the reason?" Qingluan looked at the light rain that was still dripping outside the cave, and was obviously a little hesitant.
Qing Yinan didn't say a word, grabbed her wrist with one hand and walked towards the entrance of the cave.
"What are you doing, you, can't you wait for the weather to get better. Qingluan said.
Qing Yinan stopped and stood still looking at her.
"I thought about it for a while, we have eaten the same food these days, I have something to do, but you don't, the only difference is the fruit we ate yesterday evening, I think someone must have done something in these fruits. ”
"Fruit?"
Qingluan picked up one of the colorful fruits from Qing Yinan's hand, looked at it carefully, and suddenly pinched it with his hand, and the fruit instantly turned into a puddle of thin mud, mixed with a faint fragrance.
There's something wrong with the fruit!
Qingluan's eyes froze, and he put the few colorful fruits left on the ground into his arms, and without waiting for Qing Yinan to react, he flew straight out of the cave.
"Let's go, let's settle the score!"