The sea and sky are the same, and the water is boundless.

In the sky, where the Black Sea meets Mount Futu, the sunset rises.

The sun sets, leaving endless brilliance, the two shadows sitting on the top of the Shangqing palace are stretched very long, and occasionally the crane sounds, flying in the sky, forming a line, dotted with a beautiful glow map.

Qinghe suddenly remembered the shadow game he played in the Dragon Slaying Platform in the past, but unfortunately now it is on the dome of the palace, bricks and tiles, and he can't play the game.

Just thinking about it, feeling someone's gaze, Qinghe looked back and said, "Am I good-looking?"

Sufeng nodded honestly.

Qinghe looked at him so well-behaved, and his heart teased, "How many women have you seen before?"

Hearing this, he really began to think about it seriously.

In the long wait, Qinghe's face became darker and darker, and after thinking about it for a long time, it means that the more women he has encountered, with his appearance, there will only be more confidantes, not less, and then thinking of Qirong's sassy appearance, he must have provoked many women.

Thinking of this, Qinghe's face darkened completely.

It's a pity that her mental activities can't be heard, and now he is like a pure white paper, like a newborn, without the memory of praying for the past, and naturally there is no confidant.

If you don't think about anything, you can't think about it, just to make sure he's telling the truth, so he thinks about it for a long time.

"No, you're the only one. ”

It's not like a love story, it's better than a love story.

The corners of Qinghe's mouth hooked, "Count you as acquaintances." If she dared to name it, she promised to kick it off the roof.

The sunset on the horizon has been fully revealed, and the red light is reflected on the faces of the two, warm and comfortable.

"It's beautiful. ”

"Hmm. ”

The two people next to each other were enjoying the beautiful scenery wholeheartedly, and they didn't notice that Shenxun was also enjoying the scenery somewhere not far away.

At this moment, he returned to the appearance of a child, and there was a copper coin in the open space next to him, which was the one on his wrist.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

But no one responded to him.

After the sunset receded, Qinghe Shufeng went down to the roof and returned to the palace, and someone from the palace came to find Shufeng, saying that it was the order of the Northern Monarch, but Shufeng ignored it and sent him away with two perfunctory sentences.

It was getting late, and night was falling, Qinghe thought about going to the Divine Tree Space, so he said to Shufeng: "I'm a little tired, I want to go back to rest, you can go back too." ”

Shufeng seemed to be reluctant to part with her, but looking at her tired face, he couldn't bear it, so he nodded "um".

Walking out of the temple gate, not far away, a figure blocked Qinghe's way.

Beijun put his hands behind his back, his expression was quite arrogant, and he squinted at Qinghe, as if he was very disgusted.

There was also a person behind him, hidden in the dark, and Qinghe could see that it was the little fairy official who heard the sound.

Qinghe paused, and said politely: "What is the matter with Beijun?"

"I saw you and Shufeng Shenjun this afternoon. ”

Qinghe's expression was calm, and he said lightly: "So what?"

Beijun said coldly: "I warn you, it's best to stay away from Shenjun, he is not qualified for you to think." ”

Qinghe looked at Zhihui next to him, his face was leisurely, as if he didn't take Beijun's words to heart.

This attitude angered Beijun, "I order you to leave Futu Mountain tomorrow, and you will never be allowed to set foot here, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind to you!"

Throw up your sleeves and leave.

Hearing this, he secretly wiped his sweat, after all, the palace and the people of the god realm are supervised by him, if something goes wrong, he will be the first to be held accountable, the official position is not easy to come by, he doesn't want to lose the black yarn hat for an irrelevant person.

Although this little girl has a rough family background, he can be regarded as doing his best, and it is better to send her away as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, he returned to an unkind appearance, and said to Qinghe: "You also heard what Beijun said, so let's leave tomorrow." ”

Qinghe thought for a moment and happily agreed: "Okay, since this Futu Mountain doesn't welcome me like this, then I'll leave tomorrow and never stay longer." Just ......"

Wensheng: "Just what?"

Qinghe hugged his arms and said: "It's just that I will never regret my departure, even if you come to beg me, I will not look back." ”

Hearing this, he said coldly: "Who do you think you are, and you are not a noble goddess." Besides, this is an order from the Northern Monarch, and no one dares to disobey it. ”

Qinghe shrugged and said no more.

"Yo, it looks like I'm here again at the wrong time. ”

Shen Xun didn't know when he came, and his gentle and elegant image looked more and more handsome in the moonlight.

He put on a look when he saw Qinghe Shufeng during the day, and quipped: "What are you two doing when the moon is dark and the wind is high and there is no one around?"

The matter is innocent, and when he heard it, he sneered angrily: "Bold, just a few people speak disrespectfully, where did you get the guts!"

He looked at Shen Xun carefully and thought of something, "You two came together, are you in a group?"

Qinghe nodded appreciatively, not too stupid.

Shen Xun looked at himself, then at Qinghe, and finally at Wen Sheng, with a disdainful face, "What kind of eyes did I say, look at her like this, and then look at the handsome face of this son, do you think I will be in the same group as her?"

Qinghe glared at him, you kid!

Wen Sheng observed the two seriously, "It's not quite the same." ”

The corners of Qinghe's mouth twitched, you are blind!

Receiving the inexplicable hostility, he straightened his voice when he heard it, and said, "Remember what you said, and you will leave the divine realm tomorrow, and you will not regret it." ”

He gave her a warning look, then turned and walked away.

Shen Xun didn't know the reason for this, and asked, "Are you leaving tomorrow?"

Qinghe looked at him with a smile, and Shen Xun saw a bit of danger in it.

"Well, I remember that I have something to do, so let's go first. ”

Before the tip of the sword reached the Shenxun Face Gate, it had already left, leaving only a corner of the clothes.

Qinghe withdrew the Great Light Spell and then turned his back and left.

The night of Futu Mountain was unexpectedly cold, Qinghe wrapped his clothes tightly and walked in the direction of Suoyao Temple, passing by a hot spring, the sound of water came from inside, and the smell of incense powder filled the air, intoxicating the night sky.

Qinghe wanted to cross the hot spring and go straight to the Suoyao Temple, but the words coming from inside aroused her interest.

Dodging behind a tree, Qinghe leaned forward with a focused expression.

It's a scene like the prodigal son peeking at a woman taking a bath, and Seiwa swears that she has no interest in women's bodies, just curious about what they say.

"Sister Mu Ge, today's competition Beijun is very satisfied with you, it seems that it is a matter of time before you are promoted to the goddess. ”

"Yes, yes, I've heard about it, a total of ten maids were selected, and only Sister Mu Ge was left behind. ”

"It seems that I have to congratulate Sister Mu Ge in advance. ”

In the layers of charming, in the cloudy hot spring, Mu Ge, who was surrounded by several maids, smiled gently, and said with a soft smile: "How can it be so easy to promote the goddess, Beijun just left my name, and it is unknown whether he can be promoted." ”