I haven't seen her for ten years, how did Xiao Xianjun become like this? Qing Jing Xiaoxian, who couldn't knock out a fart with a stick before, how can she be so powerful today? How can she parry this?

Qianwei coughed and said, "I did this for your own good, you can go quickly, don't talk about these things anymore." Xiaozhi is in Jiangtang City, don't look for the wrong place, I'll go back first, and I'll see you later. ”

She had just flown into the air, and before she could float away, one foot was suddenly grabbed by Qingjing Immortal Monarch.

Grandma's.

Qianwei lowered her head and was about to scold him, but she caught a glimpse of his grief-stricken face, and there seemed to be tears shining in the corners of her eyes.

"Hey, it's not ......" Qianwei crashed into Qingjing Xianjun's arms, and was about to ask him why he pulled her feet, and the girl's feet could be grabbed casually?

Suddenly, her face was cold, and Qianwei was shocked, but before she could reach out to scoop up the white veil that had been blown away by the wind, Qingjing Xianjun kissed her cold lips with a pair of red eyes.

Qianwei had a "crackle" in her head, this, how is this good?

Thinking that her ghost master Qianwei has lived for thousands of years, when has she ever been treated like this? Who dares to treat her so lightly?

Does this Qingjing fairy want to die?

"Something is wrong. ”

"What?"

Qingjing Xianjun moved his lips slightly, but he didn't let go of Qianwei, as if as soon as he let go, she would float away.

Qianwei subconsciously turned her face away, two small flames burned in Qingjing Xianjun's eyes, and her warm lips pecked from the corner of her mouth all the way to the scar on her left cheek, tossing and turning on the hideous scar, refusing to leave for a long time.

The two of them breathed and smelled each other, Qianwei's cold fingers tightly tugged at the placket on Qingjing Xiaoxian's chest, and her mind was confused, what was wrong?

A thin layer of sweat was on Qingjing Xianjun's forehead, and his face looked even paler than Qianwei, he took her hand and whispered on the side of her face, "That red rope is wrong." ”

Qianwei was slightly stunned, and then asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Qingjing Xianjun shook his head, obviously standing on his feet, but suddenly laughed.

Oh my God, Qingjing Xiaoxian is really wrong, doesn't it mean that he has only been fishing all day long in the past ten years?

Qianwei was horrified, and was about to reach out to touch Xiao Xianjun's forehead, could it be that the sea breeze was blowing too much and she had a fever?

Qingjing Xianjun clenched her hand, his hand was hot, and he was already sweating, and it really looked like he had a fever.

"I'm fine, it's just heart-wrenching. Qingjing Xianjun smiled.

Qianwei exclaimed: "What? Heart-wrenching pain! Could it be because of the ...... just now? You...... I ......"

"It's because of you, and it's not all because of you. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Do you know why I fell in love with Twigs ten years ago?"

Qianwei shook her head, she had lived for thousands of years in vain, and at this moment, in the arms of this little immortal monarch, her heart was beating faster, her mind was full of paste, and she didn't know how to resist if she let him rub it flat and knead it.

Shouldn't she push him away and throw him a big-eared scraper?

Qingjing Xiaoxian shook back, looking like she was about to fall, and Qianwei quickly grabbed his hand and dragged him back.

Qingjing Xianjun took the opportunity to put her chin on Qianwei's shoulder, her body was cold, and all the ghosts were cold. There is a scent of Manjush Sawa on her, and this incense is also cold. But he felt very warm inexplicably, like a wild ghost who had been wandering for many years and had finally found his hometown.

"Lord Ghost Lord......" The ghost attendant floated from afar, and when he saw this warm scene in mid-air, he was so frightened that he hurriedly stopped, but after all, he still fell headlong into the Manshu Sawa flowers.

The ghost lord of his family, how could he hug Xiao Xianjun together? He must have seen it wrong!

But before he could get up from the ground, he felt a hurricane coming, and the red clouds flew in front of him, and he couldn't see anything except the flying Manshu Shahua.

The ghost attendant of the "Ghost Lord ......" was lifted into the sky by the hurricane, and the sound disappeared at the end of the sea of flowers.

Qianwei coughed and said, "You go on." ”

"This month, the best red rope in the old palace can give birth to people's emotions, Xiaozhi saved me, my good impression of her, under the effect of the red rope, turned into a liking, and finally became a robbery. ”

"And you ...... to me Is it also because I saved you?" Qianwei frowned, doesn't this little fairy monarch like to make a promise to each other?

Qingjing Xianjun hugged Qianwei tightly, his breathing was a little heavy, and the hot breath was sprayed on her neck, and Qianwei felt that her body was also warm.

For the first time, her 10,000-year-old popsicle felt like it was about to melt.

Well, she was a little uncomfortable, her hands hung down at her side, clenched into fists, and although she was at a loss, she didn't push Qingjing Xianjun away.

Qingjing Xianjun said: "I have been bound by the red rope, I should have loved Xiaozhi all my life, but she already has a heart, I can't do anything difficult for a strong man no matter what, from the time I knew that Xiaozhi liked the young master of the demon world, I was forcing myself to let go of her, but I didn't expect the power of this red rope to be so domineering, and finally I still fell into the way." ”

On the mountain road not far away, two groups of fireflies are trembling and fluttering, floating, mom, they can't move......

This man and a woman have two ghosts, I didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out today, I thought that although there is no moon in Youtan Mountain, but fortunately, there are flowers.

Laughing and playing all the way up, my heart is bubbling with beauty.

Who knew that this little bubble of love had just popped up, and in the dim candlelight in the distance, two hugging figures caught their attention.

The two ghosts glanced at each other, and their eyes were ambiguous: Yo, someone is cheating.

Being a ghost is a very boring thing, and grasping first-hand gossip news is a very face-saving thing for them.

Talk about love or something, another day.

They punctured the little bubble of love, and their mischievous little eyes came and went, exchanged for a moment, and then drifted away along the faint candle flame of the white paper lantern lying among the flowers.

They suddenly realized that something was wrong, and the pair of eyes that swept over the shoulders of the man in white were so terrifying, as if they were going to nail them to the spot, crushing their bones and scattering ashes.

What hatred?

I'm floating, I'm drifting again......

Oh my mother, isn't that the ghost lord?

Is it too late to float back?

The two ghosts felt like falling into an ice cave, and ice slag could seep out of the cracks of their bones. It's over, it's over, it's going to be over today.

At this time, the man in white seemed to sense something, suddenly stood up straight, and turned his head.

No, no, please, don't turn your head, we don't want to look. The two ghosts shouted wildly in their hearts, and the fireflies on their heads trembled so much that they almost fell to the ground.

If they are unfortunate enough to see the little lover of the ghost lord, will they be able to go down the mountain alive?

Oh, it turned out to be the little fairy who lives by the Wufu Sea!Haha, I had long guessed that he had a leg with the ghost lord, but I didn't expect it to be true.

Heaven does not fulfill people's wishes, there is no sky in Youtan Mountain, and they are not people, it seems that today is going to die and die again.

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