The last bit of hope was shattered, and the ghosts could only stare at the nine-headed fire phoenix viciously, their eyes soaked with hatred, in a vain attempt to make it return to its hometown with their eyes.

Shen Xun set up a set of tables and chairs in the side place, leisurely drinking tea and eating pastries, not caring much about everything on the side, he looked at the endless Black Sea, enjoying the beautiful scenery alone.

His gaze swept over the landscape and gradually wandered to Qinghe's body.

Looking at the cyan figure that was teasing the ghost of the demon race, I had mixed feelings in my heart.

No matter what goes wrong, no matter how the direction of the story changes, she will still come to Futu Mountain after all, and no one can stop the gears of fate from turning.

sighed secretly, looking at Qinghe's gaze became complicated, there were pity and sadness, pity and sorrow, it was indescribable for a while.

It was only at this time that he realized that he had long regarded Qinghe as a confidant and close friend, rather than a poor person who was born to sacrifice for the common people in the world.

Fingertips stroked the red copper coin on his wrist and whispered, "I hope she survives in the end." ”

The road is far away, and Qinghe has nothing to do, so she reads the medical book left by Zhuge Hongming before.

There are a lot of good recipes and secret medicines recorded in the book, begging elixir stones, although Qinghe doesn't understand pharmacology, but he also reads it with relish, and even begins to gather heavenly fire in his hands according to the method recorded in the book, and uses spiritual power.

"It's a pity that there are no herbs for me to try......"

Shen Xun held a dogtail grass picked out of nowhere in his hand, teasing the nine-headed fire phoenix, and turned his head to look at her when he heard the words, "With your current level of heavenly fire, you can't become a Dan." ”

Qinghe pouted: "Can you not hit people?" ”

The corners of Shen Xun's mouth twitched: "There are more shocks to you, do you want to hear it?"

Qinghe nodded. She is still very humble and teachable about knowledge.

Shen Xun put down the dogtail grass and taught it seriously: "The spiritual power required for alchemy is strong and pure, and the heavenly fire gathered in this way is the most pure and good, without the slightest mottling, curing diseases and saving people, having a kind heart is the foundation of practicing medicine, and it is not so easy to become a qualified Dan master." ”

He walked up to Qinghe, looked at the faint Heavenly Fire in her palm, and said to her, "Your Heavenly Fire has too many impurities, you still have to practice more." ”

Qinghe listened to his words, and also carefully observed the milky white flame in his hand, but when he looked left and right, he only saw a piece of white, and he didn't find the impurities that Shen Xun said.

"Tianhuo is not pure because you have too many distracting thoughts in your heart, and you can't fully concentrate, the so-called close to Zhu is red and close to ink is black, usually you can't recognize your own shortcomings, but even if you are a bystander, you have to cultivate to a certain level to see it. ”

Shen Xun glanced at her, his head was slightly raised, and he said with a sense of showing off: "Master, I haven't lived in vain for so many years, my cultivation is much stronger than yours, so I can naturally see it at a glance." ”

The arrogant tone made Qinghe very unhappy, and he glanced at him and said, "No matter how powerful you are, you are still a little kid!"

The original expression of being full of spirit immediately drooped, Shen Xun looked at his small body, his eyes were quite disgusted, he turned his head and walked to a corner and was angry, thinking in his heart that he would change his body when he arrived at Futu Mountain.

Xiaohong is still tirelessly abusing those poor demon ghosts, and the spirit of never admitting defeat and not surrendering at the beginning has long been worn away, leaving only the impatience to die.

Finally, he couldn't stand the torture, so he could only raise the white flag and surrender, looking at Qinghe pitifully with one eye.

Qinghe walked over slowly, "What's the matter, surrendered?"

One of the ghosts nodded like pounding garlic, and a hoarse sound came out of his mouth, and Qinghe was stunned for a long time before he knew that it was talking to her.

It's a pity she doesn't understand.

looked at the nine-headed fire phoenix, only to see its red eyes turn around, and the ghost said a word, and it translated a sentence next to it.

It's a pity that she still doesn't understand.

Please, both of you are beasts, hey!

"It's saying that they appeared in the Qingshan Jungle and secretly escaped from the wilderness, not by the Demon Venerable. ”

As she spoke, she looked at Qinghe, only to see her looking at herself with a frightened expression, as if she was looking at a monster.

"What's wrong?"

Qinghe admired: "I didn't expect you to even understand the beast language, you are simply an all-round boy!"

At first glance, when he heard the long-lost English words, Shen Xun was stunned for a moment, but in a flash, he waved his hand to indicate what it was.

Qinghe listened to the magic language and blurted out in English, so naturally he didn't notice Shen Xun's reaction.

The ghost continued to speak an incomprehensible language, and Shen Xun translated, "It says that they secretly followed a woman to the Central Plains. ”

Qinghe asked, "What woman?"

Shen Xun listened for a while and said, "It's the eldest lady of the demon clan." ”

After saying that, he also thought to himself, did the eldest lady of the demon clan come to the Central Plains? He didn't notice it. Secretly lamenting that since the injury, many things he could not have predicted.

Qinghe looked calm, she had already known that Ji Lingyin had come to the Central Plains, and now she was following the protagonist group to find the Divine Pearl.

Before she left, she had already reminded Li Jiang and asked him to be careful against this little junior sister. As a senior brother, Li Jiang is calm and suspicious, so she is not too worried.

It's just that she looked at a few demon ghosts, and originally thought that they were the vanguard sent by Ji Chen to disturb the Central Plains, but who knew that they were a few bear children who ran away from home with fun, and this bear child was still weak and fell into the hands of the monks.

Qinghe suddenly lost interest, and walked aside boredly, watching Xiaohong eat a few ghosts as if they were food, and retracted his gaze.

Shen Xun picked up the dogtail grass again to tease Xiaohong, Xiaohong was full of wine and food and had no intention of taking care of him, and lay down in one place to rest.

Shen Xun shrugged, also sat back in his position, and when he turned around, he saw that Qinghe was gone.

There was a calm in the jade pendant space, the starlight covered the bright moon, and between the sky and the sea, a prayer in a red brocade robe was floating on the sea, smiling and looking at Qinghe from afar.

Qinghe sat on the stone table with his head propped up, looking at Qirong's figure slightly distracted.

The jade pendant space is really mysterious, born from the heart, extinguished by the heart, and the mood is illuminated by the space without leaving a trace of concealment.

Qinghe's state of mind is like this at this moment.

The sea water is the same color as the sky, and the reflection in the water prints the supreme elegance of the owner.

The surroundings were quiet and quiet, and no one disturbed their temporary reunion.

Qinghe's expression was lazy, his smile was ill-intentioned, and he raised his hand and beckoned to Qirong on the sea.

Qi Rong's figure in the distance flashed to Qinghe's side, his clothes flew up, and there was a scent of ink in the air.

Qinghe looked at Qirong's face steadily, and waved his sleeves halfway to dispel the illusion.

Beauty is beautiful, but if he is less angry, he will not be him.

The moonlight shrouded her, and she seemed a little lonely and desolate for no reason.