Since you have money, eat a good meal. You Qinghe is the east, and the restaurant he is looking for is still the one he had with Qirong Miaoer last time.

There are not many guests in the restaurant today, and Xiao Er beckoned the group to sit by the window on the second floor.

The meal came up quickly, but Qinghe suddenly lost his appetite, lazily holding his chin and looking at the street outside the window.

Since entering the restaurant, Qinghe has been careless, Li Jiang thought that she was still thinking about the woman before, and said: "If you really can't look past it, it's not impossible to punish you with a big punishment, just don't make a fuss." ”

Qinghe still looked out the window and said, "It's very difficult to get a person to change his ways. ”

No matter what kind of punishment, it is difficult to change a person's temperament, and some people are already rotten from the roots.

Li Jiang still wanted to speak, but after thinking carefully, what she said was not unreasonable, so he stopped talking and ate quietly.

Although Luochuan City is full of wealth, but the security is not bad, the inn room that was booked before, the things are still there, and they are not lost, Qinghe is very satisfied with this.

As soon as the door was closed, Qinghe disappeared in place, and appeared in the jade pendant space a moment later.

The little fox was resting leisurely on a laurel tree made of illusion, its furry tail hanging down, shaking and shaking, looking green and its palms itchy.

The Great Light Spell was placed on a stone table, and Qinghe walked over to pick it up to see that the Great Light Spell was still as lifeless as before.

"Does it take so long to advance?" he muttered to himself, thinking about it for a long time but not figuring it out, so he simply put it aside and didn't care about it.

I don't know when the little fox jumped down from the tree, jumped onto the stone table, and looked at Qinghe with blood-red eyes like glass.

Qinghe hugged it and put it on his lap, took out the jerky he bought in the restaurant and put it to his mouth, but unfortunately the little fox still didn't eat a bite.

Qinghe couldn't help but be confused: "Aren't you hungry?"

The little fox twisted his neck, trying to stay away from the unpleasant smell of jerky, Qinghe put the jerky in his mouth and chewed, "It's not unpalatable, you are a little naughty and picky eater." ”

The little fox stopped writhing, and turned to look at Qinghe's mouth, his eyes blinking, as if he was very curious.

Qinghe nodded at its little head: "What do you see, do you think my sister and I look good?"

The little fox really nodded.

Qinghe felt novel: "Can you really understand me?" She picked up the little fox and observed it carefully: "You shouldn't be a fox demon, right?"

The fox demon Qirong chuckled in his heart, and as soon as his paws stretched out, he was about to jump off the ground, but who knew that Qinghe said to himself: "How is it possible, if you are really a fox demon, then my space has already become Lanruo Temple, maybe there is a beautiful man waiting to repay me." ”

Qi Rong thought to himself, although he didn't know what Lanruo Temple was, he did want to do it.

One person and one fox played around in the space for a long time, and it wasn't until after dark that Qinghe came out.

Shen Xun had already come to her room, and there was still hot tea on the table, and it seemed that she had been waiting for a long time.

Noticing the jade pendant around her neck, she said, "The space jade pendant is good, that person gave it to you?"

Qinghe sat down and drank a cup of tea and said, "Good vision." ”

Shen Xun turned the teacup: "I warned you, that person is dangerous. ”

Qinghe said indifferently: "No matter how dangerous it is, how dangerous it can be." ”

Shen Xun insisted: "You didn't think that he was for Shenzhu?"

Qinghe lowered his eyes and stared at the tea in the cup, the tea leaves stretched out little by little in the hot water, his eyes changed, and said, "He won't." ”

Shen Xun stared at her for a long time, and finally said, "That's it," he left the table and stretched, "If you are deceived in the future, don't blame me for not reminding you." ”

After drinking the cup of tea, Qinghe stopped continuing the topic, looked out the window, and said, "It's almost time, let's go." ”

As soon as the door opened, Mo Junqian stood outside the door.

"Where are you going?"

Qinghe told him the clue that he had found the Shenzhu at noon.

Mo Junqian: "I'll go too." ”

Qinghe's eyes swept over the dragon in his hand, the power of the dragon was terrifying, if he encountered any danger, he would definitely be able to help. Qinghe thought about it and nodded in agreement.

Looking at Qinghe's back, Mo Junqian's eyes changed, the night and the candlelight intersected, hitting his face, the figure was half hidden and half revealed, and there was a feeling of loneliness for no reason.

The sword in his hand flashed red, and a voice sounded: "Sad?"

Mo Junqian put away his emotions and returned to coldness.

Jiaolong: "Listen to me, with your qualifications, as long as you are not trapped by love, you will become a god in the future, and it is best to abandon this thing as soon as possible." ”

Mo Jun Qianyi pursed his lips, and his tone was inexplicably cold: "This is my business, seniors should not interfere." ”

Jiaolong let out a soft snort, and hated a little that iron could not become steel: "Children are long, it is difficult to achieve great things!"

Mo Junqian raised his eyes to look at Qinghe, whose figure was about to disappear, and his eyes, which were originally as cold as a cold pool, flashed a trace of softness, probably he would never abandon love and Qinghe in his life.

With a wry smile, he walked up and followed.

Without alarming the others, Qinghe Shenxun and Mo Junqian went to the Crane Temple together.

The night was as cold as water, a few stars in the sky loomed, and the moon was hidden in the dark clouds as if it didn't want to show its face tonight.

The Crane Temple is not as noisy as during the day, it is quiet and peaceful in the night, the main hall is lit by candlelight, and the silhouette on the window paper can be seen to be the Taoist of the Crane Temple.

Qinghe and the three of them hid in the corner of the wall in front of the hall, carefully bending their waists to prevent being discovered by the Taoist leader.

Shen Xun asked in a low voice, "It's so late, what is he doing here?"

Qinghe: "Just go in and see." ”

With an invisibility talisman in his hand, the figure gradually became transparent, and appeared in the hall after a while.

There is still a small piece of incense candle on the altar that has not been burned, and a faint scent of sandalwood can still be smelled in the air.

The Taoist chief was sitting at the table, whisking the dust aside, and in front of him was a special porcelain vase, which Qinghe remembered was the bottle that had been placed on the sacrificial platform for people to put incense money on.

He counted the money with relish, the corners of his mouth smiling together, and the greed in his eyes was exposed.

Qinghe looked at this scene coldly, a little ridiculous.

Deliberately releasing a trace of breath, even if the cultivation of the Dao Elder was sluggish, he suddenly raised his head to check the surroundings, locked a little and then raised his hand and made a palm, and the spiritual power released went straight to Qinghe.

Qinghe stood in place and did not move at all, this meager strength was not something to fear for her.

After appreciating the Dao Chief's panic, Qinghe's fingers moved slightly, white light flew out from his fingertips, and in an instant the wind outside the hall was fierce, the flying sand and rocks were thundering, and the two hall doors were blown by the wind, and the frightened Dao Chang's whole body trembled, and he stood up suddenly, and even the stool fell to the ground.

Looking at the flickering sky outside, the cloudy wind was blowing on his face, he swallowed it with difficulty, and muttered, "There won't be ghosts, right?"