"Uncle, do you want to eat osmanthus cake? ”

The soft and glutinous voice came into his ears, and Mo Zhanli saw that he was a little doll and didn't have much defense.

He came closer, pinched the little boy's face, and said teasingly, "Little doll, what's your name?

The little boy tilted his head: "I won't tell you." My mother said that you can't tell your name to strangers, and it would be bad if you were a bad person. ”

Mo Zhanli smiled kindly: "Your mother is right, do you want to listen to your mother's words?"

The little boy nodded obediently.

Mo Zhanli was melted by his cute heart, and raised his hand to hold him into his arms.

"Hiss......" There was a trace of pain from his fingertips, and Mo Zhanli looked down, his finger was cut and blood was oozing out.

Then he looked at the little boy's fingers, which were sharp and sharp.

Mo Zhanli grabbed the little boy's hand and said, "The nails should be cut, otherwise they will hurt people, you know?"

The little boy nodded as if he didn't understand, wiped the blood beads on Mo Zhanli's wound with his hand, and asked curiously, "What is this?" Is it sugar?"

As he spoke, he was about to send it to his mouth, but Mo Zhanli grabbed his wrist.

He said softly: "It's not sugar, it's dirty, come, uncle will wipe it clean for you." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the little boy broke free from his embrace, took his blood-stained hand in his arms, and shouted mischievously, "Don't! This is sugar, you can't snatch it!"

After saying that, he turned around and ran away.

This little episode, Mo Zhanli just smiled, and didn't take it to heart, he twisted the wound on his hand, turned around and continued to chat with Zhuge Hongming.

The little boy was naturally Shenxun, and at this moment he walked in front of Mo Junqian with one hand covering his face and stretched out his bloody hand.

Mo Junqian tried his best to hold back a laugh and carefully collected the blood in the porcelain bottle.

Shen Xun said to him through his fingers, "You promised that I wouldn't tell anyone. ”

Mo Junqian put away his smile and assured him repeatedly.

Shen Xun slowly lowered his hand, his whole face was stained with redness, and he whispered, "Shame on the dead." ”

After getting the blood of the heart, the two quickly came to the royal lake to meet Qinghe, Mo Junqian quietly handed her the porcelain bottle, and his hands inadvertently touched together, Mo Junqian was stunned for a moment, and then immediately withdrew his hand.

Qinghe's attention was on the porcelain vase, she clenched the porcelain vase, and winked at Shen Xun, as if to say, "I knew you could do it." ”

Shen Xun tilted his head and pretended not to see it.

Once you've got your hands on it, the rest will be easy to do. Qinghe plans to repeat his old tricks, wanting Changping to sleep again.

Before he could move, there was a loud "boom" in the originally quiet night.

A few people followed the prestige, and the red light was shining not far away, illuminating half of the night sky.

The fire burned continuously, and from time to time there were screams of terror, adding a sense of terror to the night for no reason.

Someone stumbled towards this side, and Mo Junqian casually stopped one and asked what was going on.

The man was obviously frightened, and pointed to the fire in a trembling voice, and after a while he said well: "Warcraft...... The monster went berserk! It kept spewing fire, and it had already burned several people to death......"

Qinghe's heart sank, the movement was so big, it was bound to attract Mo Zhanli and Zhuge Hongming, and once they came, it would not be easy to get the divine bead.

One after another, people ran towards this direction, and several of them were still wounded. Qinghe thought about it, but he still felt that it was better to save people first.

The fire was still raging mercilessly, burning through a small palace and climbing up to another.

The flames ignited smoke, and it was the culprit who surrounded the flames in the middle, the nine-headed flaming phoenix.

The raging fire stretched out in all directions, its scarlet eyes reflected by the sparks becoming more and more ferocious, and the fireballs that kept spewing out of its mouth seemed to tell everyone that it was in a restless mood at the moment.

The palace people who were surrounded by the flames panicked and fled indiscriminately, most of them were ordinary people who had not cultivated, and they had no power to fight back in the face of such a powerful high-level demonic beast.

Qinghe stood on the edge of the fire outside, looking at the scene in front of him coldly.

The nine-headed fire phoenix has a violent temperament, strong spiritual power, usually alone, likes the same environment, few people will treat this kind of demonic beast as a mount, once it starts to go berserk, it will be difficult to control it.

Qinghe pushed Changping and Shenxun aside, glanced at Mo Junqian, and immediately patted his tail fingers, and the big light spell came out in response, turning into a nine-foot long whip, wrapped around the tall tree that had not yet been burned, Qinghe rushed to the sky with an arrow step, a little on tiptoe, and the next moment it had already fallen on the back of the nine-headed fire phoenix.

The nine-headed fire phoenix clearly felt that there was someone on its back, and became even more manic, flapping its huge wings to throw Qinghe down.

Qinghe stabilized his body, raised his long whip in his hand, and the big light spell seemed to consciously want to teach this monster a lesson that hurt people at will, and before Qinghe could start to start, he took the first step to pull it down.

With a long whip, the nine-headed fire phoenix was in pain, roared, and the riot became more and more violent, almost knocking Qinghe out.

Mo Junqian quietly went around and rescued the people trapped in the house one by one, and the intermittent sound made Mo Junqian worry about Qinghe.

The fire is getting bigger and bigger, and there is no way to go on like this, so you can only extinguish the fire first, Qinghe's thoughts spun rapidly, and then he counted it in his heart.

Under the instruction of Qinghe, the big light spell suddenly appeared with red feathers all over his body, slowly turning into a phoenix, with golden light spreading his wings, red and hot, hovering in the sky in the middle of the night.

The phoenix roared loudly, instantly attracting the attention of the nine-headed fire phoenix, the same as humans, the monster also has seven emotions and six desires, and the first meaning is naturally the survival plan of reproduction, so when it saw the phoenix turned into a big light spell at first sight, it did not hesitate to fly into the sky to try to perform a double phoenix flying together, and even Qinghe ignored it on its back.

The moment he rose into the air, Qinghe used the spiritual power of his whole body, the spiritual sea churned, and the surging cold spiritual power turned into a torrent of clear water, gushing out like a flood downward, and the originally tense fire was instantly poured out.

This is the first time Qinghe has used his ability to use his water spirit root, and he feels that the power is not bad.

At this moment, the two phoenix birds were hovering in the air, she stood on the back of the nine-headed fire phoenix and overlooked the sky below, the crowd was dense, and Mo Zhanli and Zhuge Hongming had already arrived.

Looking at the burned house, Mo Zhan deserved to be the lord of the country, his face was quite calm, but the corners of his mouth twitched a little.

Zhuge Hongming frowned rarely, and as soon as he raised his hand, the vast spiritual power surged in the direction of Qinghe, but the target was the nine-headed fire phoenix.

The speed was too fast, and before Qinghe could jump down, she was surrounded by strong spiritual power, and the strong wind around her suddenly blew away her hair crown.

The green ribbon fell, her clothes flew up, the strong wind blew her hair, and the golden-red phoenix transformed into the Great Light Spell spread its wings around her feathers behind her, and the golden light scattered around her body, like a goddess descending to earth.

Changping, who was taking care of the wounded in the distance, casually looked back, and happened to see this scene, her eyes widened suddenly, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

Shen Xun hid behind her, stretched his neck, looked at Changping, and retracted again.

The nine-headed fire phoenix had completely calmed down, Qinghe fell to the ground, brushed his long hair, and calmly withdrew the Great Light Mantra.

Zhuge Hongming instructed his disciples to bring back the nine-headed fire phoenix, and took out a bottle of elixir and distributed it to the injured palace people.

Qinghe stood in place, calm as water, and let him look at it.

After a while, he said: "Young man, he is not arrogant or rash, but he is a good seedling. ”

Even Luo Fan, who was on the side, couldn't help but be surprised for a moment when he said this.

Qinghe nodded slightly, and said lightly: "The predecessor praised it falsely." ”

I heard too much flattery, and at first glance, I was a little uncomfortable when I saw Qinghe, a person who only said one word and then disappeared, Zhuge Hongming was a little at a loss.

Standing awkwardly for a while, he waved his hand, then turned around and walked away, Luo Fan on the side paid more attention to Qinghe a few more times, and then turned around and left.

Mo Zhanli seemed more friendly, and he nodded appreciatively: "The girl is good at planning and has good skills, I don't know who she is trained from?"

Qinghe: "It's just a nameless junior, it's not worth mentioning." ”

Mo Zhanli smiled and didn't ask any further.

Mo Junqian ran over from a distance, didn't pay much attention to Mo Zhanli, and asked Qinghe with concern: "Aren't you injured?"

Qinghe shook his head.

Mo Junqian was relieved at this time, and turned his head to meet Mo Zhanli's eyes.

Somehow, when Mo Zhanli saw Mo Junqian's face, his heart went into arrest for a moment, and fear flashed in his eyes, but he immediately returned to normal.

He asked casually: "This little brother is good-looking, I don't know where he is from?"

The question was very direct, Mo Junqian frowned, and only said: "It's just an outsider, no father and no mother." ”

"No father and no mother......" Mo Zhanli repeated this sentence, and changed the topic again: "The two of them have saved people and are friends of Changping, and I will personally set up a wine banquet on the next day, and the two of you must come." ”

Qinghe: "Definitely. ”

After Mo Zhan left, only Qinghe and Changping were present.

Changping was still frozen in place, and it wasn't until Qinghe walked in that she came back to her senses and said with difficulty: "You, are you a woman?"

Qinghe nodded.

Changping recalled before: "Then I'm ...... these days"

Qinghe said: "I won't tell others." ”

Changping nodded stunnedly, and suddenly glared at her angrily: "You lied to me!"

Qinghe said apologetically, "I'm sorry. ”

Changping was still very angry, and turned around a few times in place, muttering all the time: "You actually lied to me...... Lie to me......"

Qinghe wanted to comfort her, but she didn't know what to say, so she raised her hand and put it down.

Eventually, Changping glared at her fiercely, turned around and ran away.

Qinghe watched her back disappear into the darkness, and he inevitably felt a little ashamed in his heart.

Shen Xun reminded her on the side: "It's not your style to be a child, don't forget the task." ”

Qinghe retracted his gaze, and it was rare that he did not refute him.

There is no one around right now, and it is a good time to take the divine pearl.

The three of them came to the forbidden place again, and Qinghe took out the blood from the porcelain vase and smeared the blood beads on the place where the spell had gathered. After a few moments, the spell began to wriggle as if it had come to life, and the blood beads became thick under the urging of the spell and flowed in all directions.

Qinghe and the three of them slowly retreated, and the blood color soon enveloped the entire house, and the veins were clearly visible, and under the illumination of the moonlight, it was like a living beating heart!

The so-called Heart-Connecting Mantra is probably like this.