Macroscope.

Homophonic concentric.

I think he had a fight with Feng Wuwei for this mirror.

At that time, Feng Wuwei was young and vigorous, and he risked killing the bewitching bird for someone else's provocative words, and almost killed Jun Yi and her nest when he went to save him.

The three of them finally picked up a small life and came back, Feng Wuwei was severely punished by his brother Wuyazi for three months of confinement, but he didn't expect Feng Wuwei to secretly hide Yuan Dan, who was a bewitching bird, and privately refined a macarika, which caused a big disaster.

After the disaster, everyone thought that he had destroyed the macardia, but Jun Yi really didn't expect that he would still keep this evil thing.

It was also given to Qingchen!

What the hell is he trying to do? Let history repeat itself?

Qingchen's eyes were surging, and he held the macarican mirror with the intention of destroying it, but at this moment, the sleeping Qingchen suddenly turned over.

"What are you going to do?"

Jun Yishen's eyes widened slightly, and he squeezed the macaria mirror in his hand fiercely.

Qingchen slowly sat up and looked at the man in front of him, "After many years, I didn't expect that we would have a chance to meet again." Compared with those years, the gods are more and more handsome and handsome, which makes me reverie even more. ”

"Bewitcher?"

"The god has a good memory! he hasn't forgotten the slave family. ”

Qingchen got out of bed barefoot, walked lightly, looked arrogant, and looked at Jun Yi's eyes playfully aggressive.

Jun Yi's fingers pinching the macarioscope tightened a few points further, and his eyes were gloomy in an instant.

Bewitching birds are the best at recognizing people's hearts and bewitching people's hearts, and they know Jun Yi's thoughts at the moment.

"Why should the gods pretend to be reserved. I think that if you had relied on me back then, maybe you would still have the warm fragrant nephrite in your arms, and your sweetheart would not have a grudge to death. ”

Qingchen was already close to Jun Yi, who was standing stiffly, and her tender fingers twisted Jun Yi's belt around, and her fingers gently hooked back, and the silver moire belt hung on her fingers.

The jade-colored cloud robe was half-open, and a little red plum blossomed on Yingyu's chest muscles.

Qingchen's eyes were blurred in an instant......

There was a loud bang.

The bed exploded, the wood chips were wrapped in the white waves and danced wildly, the sound of explosions was endless, and the sharp fragments were squeezed by the air waves, and finally they were overwhelmed and flew in all directions in the form of a jet.

The four walls were instantly nailed into a hornet's nest.

The tables, chairs and furniture floating in the house were saved from the unwarranted disaster of broken bones after Jun Yi raised his sleeves and waved.

He raised his feet and walked to the middle of the only bed frame, frowned at Qingchen who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, and turned his gaze, reaching out to pick up the macaroni that had fallen on the ground.

The bewitching demon spirit on the macaroni mirror has dissipated.

Jun Yi wanted to destroy the macardia, remembering that she liked this bronze mirror very much, and after a little hesitation, she used the real fire to temper it again and set up a magic circle by the way. After doing this, he saw that Qingchen was about to wake up, so he walked away.

Qingchen woke up, felt sore, and was suddenly shocked, and sat up hurriedly and raised his eyes to see-

Mother!

This look shocked her almost burst into foul language.

I saw that the wall was like a nail board, the tables, chairs and furniture, you squeezed me, I pressed you, and even the originally good carved big bed was only a crumbling frame - and she was sitting firmly on the ground in the middle of the big bed frame.

Was this a hurricane transit?

Qingchen looked up in horror and found the fairy flower standing not far away, his face was half dark and half dim by the moonlight, his eyes were dull, and he couldn't distinguish joy and anger.

The two looked at each other speechlessly.

After being silent for a long time, Qingchen coughed dryly and explained, "You listen to my explanation of that fairy flower......

"Explain why you slept in my bed?"

Belch...... Qingchen was embarrassed to hold her forehead, how could she explain that it wasn't because she was too heavy that she collapsed the bed, or tell him that she didn't know why the bed was like this?

But isn't it a slap in the face to say this?

There are just the two of them in the Palace of Eternal Life, not to mention why the bed collapsed, and most importantly, why did she appear in the bedroom of the fairy flower?!

"Why are you in my room?"

...... Qingchen wants to cry without tears.

Why are you asking?

Can't you pretend to think I'm in the wrong room?

Can't you pretend not to know that I secretly poked and poked to warm the bed, and it collapsed your bed?

You are such a wise and martial immortal, can't you save people from fire and water, and by the way, save me, an unlucky dog?

Qingchen hid his face and choked, "I don't look at the big temperature difference between day and night in this deep mountain, I want to warm you in advance, so that you can sleep warmly." ”

"Warm the bed?" Jun Yishi remembered what she said during the day, "You can go up to the hall, go down to the kitchen, and warm the bed by the way?"

Qingchen nodded shamefully.

His eyes slipped around the bedroom, and Jun Yi said in a deep voice, "Nothing to do in the hall, cooking and blowing up the kitchen, sleeping and crushing the bed, your reason is ......."

“...... Fairy Flower!"

Qingchen was ashamed, and stood up, wanting to pounce. Jun Yi stopped and raised the mirror in front of him.

"Who gave you this mirror?"

Qingchen stopped his steps, and his gaze fell on the bronze mirror.

"Something wrong with the mirror?"

"Answer me first!" Jun Yi looked solemn.

Qingchen Fang knew that Jun Yi was deliberately distracting her, and at this moment, when he asked her, she realized that something was wrong.

With her small body, a few more may not be able to collapse the bed, and look at the tragic state of this bed and the wood chips on the wall - unless she is immortal.

But it's impossible!

The only possibility is what happened during the time she was asleep.

What happened?

Qingchen's gaze turned back to Jun Yi's face again.

Jun Yi casually turned his gaze away, and asked again, "You haven't told me who gave you the mirror." ”

Don't tell me to pull it down.

Qingchen reached out to get the mirror back, but didn't get it, and said stupidly, "Is this important?"

"Of course. As the ...... of the Hall of Eternal Life"

"The wind does nothing. ”

Jun Yi was stunned and said, "You're not ...... at all."

"Those who know the times are handsome. Qingchen quickly rubbed back to Jun Yi's side and looked at him with a smile like a flower, "Fairy Flower is a good talker." ”

"What did I say?"

"You said that you are from the Hall of Eternal Life...... Fairy flower rest assured, I don't have a lot of ability, and it is my specialty to protect my shortcomings. ”

Hearing the word specialty, Jun Yi couldn't help laughing, a day and a night's hard work, blowing up the kitchen and ruining the bed, he seemed to foresee that the quiet Palace of Eternal Life would usher in an unusual liveliness.

"Remember what you said today. Jun Yi handed her the bronze mirror, "This bronze mirror is rare, and if you like it, you can take it with you." ”

"Okay, obey the order of the fairy flower!" Qingchen happily accepted the bronze mirror, glanced at the messy bedroom, and said apologetically, "Fairy flower, what are you going to do at night?"

"Don't worry about me, you go back to sleep first. ”

"Oh well. Qingchen said, raise his feet and leave.

"Wait!"

"What's wrong?"

Jun Yi's eyes quickly fell back and forth, and motioned for her to put on her shoes.

Qingchen looked down and saw that his robe was spread out and barefoot, no wonder he felt a little cold. She hurriedly retrieved her shoes and put them on her feet, thanked her, and then came out of the house of the fairy flowers.