The sky was getting dark, the stars were about to appear, Qinghe sat by the window, bored flipping through a heavy book.

The book contains some interesting little stories, and perhaps the person who wrote the book has written down all the strange things he encountered during his travels.

The text was witty and humorous, but Qinghe didn't look into it, her eyes fell on Qirong from time to time, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Qi Rong walked over, and the book in his hand lightly knocked on Qinghe's head, "Be serious." ”

Qinghe looked up at him, his eyes were like clear waves, and he asked half-loudly: "How is the wind doing?"

Qirong: "He's fine. ”

Qinghe tilted his head, "Really?"

Pray for the bow.

Qinghe looked at his seductive red pupils, as if he wanted to suck her in, and muttered in a low voice, "That's good......"

The distance was very close, never so close, every pore on the face was clearly visible, and the burning breath of prayer poured on her face, as hot and passionate as a fire.

Her lips were soft, and that was her first feeling.

The kiss was gentle, it was her second feeling.

It was dizzy and dark in front of her, which was her third feeling, because she subconsciously closed her eyes.

At this moment of enchantment, an inopportune question popped up in her mind: why do people unconsciously close their eyes when kissing? Is it to increase the stimulation by not seeing the other person? Or does she not want to see the other person's excessively magnified facial organs? Or is it because of something else?

At times like these, no one answers her stupid question.

Until the sound of something falling to the ground alarmed the two of them.

Qinghe stepped back and turned his back.

Qi Rong squinted at the source of the sound, and his face was very unpleasant.

Shen Xun still maintained the posture of the book in his hand falling to the ground, and his two hands stopped in front of his waist, motionless.

Dark eyes rolled, "Am I bothering you?"

Qi Rong said coldly: "What do you say?"

Shen Xun picked up the book again, with a smiling smile on his face, "Oh, that's really embarrassing, I don't want to, I just didn't expect that there would be people outside, and it was you, and you greeted me in such a warm way, I was flattered, and accidentally dropped the book." ”

He put a few books back in place one after another, "You adults have a lot, don't worry about me as a child." ”

Kids, they're very good at pretending to be tender.

Qinghe turned around, his face was no longer different, pretending to be fine, and said to the two: "After speaking, the injury is healed, it's time to leave." "Throw up your sleeves and leave first.

Qirong also released the cold aura of wanting to break Shen Xun's corpse into ten thousand pieces, Shen Xun's face changed, looking at the bright stars outside the window, and said casually: "Ah, the moonlight tonight is so beautiful, and the stars are also beautiful......

Saying that, he bounced and left, leaving Qirong alone to grit his teeth in place.

……

On the boundless Black Sea, a mast sail was raised, and the huge air-piercing ship sailed on the Black Sea again, sailing steadily towards its destination.

On the boat, Qinghe Qirong and Shenxun were sitting together, listening to Qirong talk about the past.

The nine-headed fiery phoenix was playing alone on the deck, looking up to the sky from time to time and chirping, the melodious and ethereal phoenix chirping, like a bewildering song on the sea.

"So, you are a nine-tailed fox with nine lives, and Shufeng is one of your clones. ”

Qi Rong was a little awkward when he heard this, but he couldn't think of what the problem was, so he nodded.

Qinghe stood up and circled around him, as if looking for something.

"What are you looking for?"

Qinghe stopped, "Where's the tail?"

Qi Rong saw a strange sense of excitement in her eyes, "Usually I appear in the world as a human body, and my tail is naturally put away." ”

"Show it up and show me!"

Qirong didn't know where her excitement was, but it was as she wished.

Suddenly, the red-clothed fox fairy with nine tails and pointed ears appeared in front of him.

Qinghe's eyes lit up instantly, especially when his gaze swept over the nine furry tails.

The prayer of the fox body is charming, as if the ancient demon appeared in the world, bewitching the country.

The coercion faintly emanating from the body was even filled with a dangerous aura in the air, and the nine-headed fire phoenix, which was originally playing very happily, spread its wings and flew into the sky after sensing the dangerous breath, and disappeared.

But no matter how mysterious and dangerous the image is, in Qinghe's eyes, Qi Rong at this moment is a cute little fox, which makes her can't help but want to go up and touch it.

She did, but as soon as her fingers touched the fluff on the tip of her tail, the nine tails disappeared as if stimulated.

Qi Rong's gaze was a little unnatural, "The fox tail is sensitive, you still ...... Don't touch it well. ”

Qinghe saw what he wanted to see, no longer insisted, and happily sat on the opposite side, waiting for the following.

Qi Rong collected his expression, and then said: "Shufeng is born with my bloodline, and it is also a guarantee for me to stay in the divine realm, once I am seriously injured and unconscious, Shufeng will be aware of it, wake up from my first life, and continue to live in this world instead of me, and vice versa." ”

Qinghe: "Then now Su Feng is the same as you before, and has fallen back into a coma?"

Qirong: "Yes. ”

Qinghe was silent for a moment, "Who else knows about this?"

Qi Rong's eyes flowed: "Sifang Jun, Ke Yao, and that old bark." ”

Something strange mixed in, "Old bark?"

Shen Xun said on the side: "It's the predecessor of the Divine Tree." ”

Qing He Ming, "It's quite vivid, where is the wind now, won't it be dangerous to be asleep?"

Qi Rong conjured a folding fan out of thin air and shook it at will, "The space of the sacred tree is guarded by the old bark, and no one can touch him." ”

Qinghe Anxin, "That's good." ”

Qirong suddenly got up and approached her, "Do you like him?"

The ink fragrance was intoxicating, Qinghe leaned back lazily, and said lazily: "You guess." ”

The corners of Qirong's mouth were hooked, and the folding fan slightly provoked Qinghe's chin, "I guess, you won't." ”

Although it was a teasing word, the red pupil stared at her eyes tightly, not letting go of any expression.

Qinghe stretched out a finger, and the white fingertips slowly slid along the folding fan, touching Qirong's palm, scratching on the tip of Qirong's heart like a cat's claw.

"Congratulations, you guessed it. ”

"Is there a reward?"

"What reward do you want?"

"I want to ......"

Looking at the blatant flirting scene, the only audience member Shen Xun looked away expressionless at the moment and looked into the distance, "Pay attention, I'm still a child." ”

Qi Rong sat back in his place, shook his fan, and Qinghe also turned around, lying on the railing to enjoy the beautiful scenery, as if what had just happened was an illusion.

The nine-headed fiery phoenix landed on the bow of the ship, and the powerful spiritual pressure of the Black Sea made it give up hovering in the air, and lay on the deck a little tired, wrapped itself with its wings, and went to rest.