The Mud Pill Palace was faintly swollen and feverish, Wei Qiqi knew that it was Qingming who was urging him, he hurriedly took care of Li Lanxiang for a few words, and thought that there was no negligence, so he flew up with his sword, and threw himself into the stone peak like a star gallop.

Hurry up and hurry, and finally saw the figure of the Chongming bird, only to see it fluttering its two bare wings, up and down, flying forward slowly, Wei Qiqi couldn't help muttering "Little bird fly quickly", urging the flying sword to chase after it.

Qingming lay on the back of the Chongming bird, cocked Erlang's legs, held a grass stalk in his mouth, shook his feet serially, and hummed a small tune indiscriminately. Seeing Wei Qiqi's sword light, he got up with a bone, beckoned and asked, "How is the matter?"

"It's not very smooth, the line is broken. Wei Qiqi said vaguely, not wanting to talk in detail.

Qingming couldn't hold back his curiosity, stretched out his hand to seal the ear holes of Chongming Bird, and said: "Okay, it can't hear anything now, talk quickly, what's going on?" Chongming Bird was dissatisfied, but under Qingming's deterrence, he didn't dare to put a fart, so he had to hurry.

Wei Qiqi smiled dumbly, he couldn't even wait for this moment, the child's heart was fully revealed, and he was also in a hurry, and he could kill time by chatting a few words, so he told the ins and outs of Hou Jiangcheng, Qingming was amazed, and muttered: "Seven Bird Sword?

"The small family in the Immortal Capital, of course, is not as good as the tens of thousands of years of accumulation in Kunlun, and the Seven Birds Sword is already the premier flying sword of the Immortal Cloud Peak. ”

"Not necessarily, don't hide it, to be honest, how much money have you invested in this hidden snow sword?"

Wei Qiqi was stunned and said with a smile: "It's not much, but I smelted a piece of undersea cold iron, and a piece of Ugin went in, and that's all." ”

"Cut, isn't that enough? Xuantie, Ujin, Cold Iron, this is the most important material for casting flying swords, an outsider without roots can take out Cold Iron and Ugin casually, isn't it rich?"

Wei Qiqi didn't want to leave the impression of "wealthy", so he explained a few words, "The cold iron was obtained from the hands of the high priest of the Iron Forehead Gao Yantuo Department, and the Ugin was given by Senior Sister Ruan, and when it comes to Xuantie, there really is-" Wei Qiqi took out the bent iron rod from the sword bag, "This iron rod is melted into a piece of dark iron, and placed in the sword bag, it can absorb the qi of iron essence and improve the texture, I have thrown a few pieces of black gold ore into it, and the effect is good." ”

Qingming shook his head and said: "How can you say that you are good, good things are not used like this - forget it, you don't understand it, you are violent and ruined!"

Wei Qiqi said with a smile: "I don't know the goods, I'll look down, and when I get good things in the future, I'll come and ask for advice!"

Qingming nodded reservedly, and said: "But then again, the flying sword is mixed with cold iron, which is tenacious and unbreakable, mixed with black gold, and the speed is multiplied, this Tibetan Snow Sword of yours is really not bad, and it is worth spending effort to refine this life flying sword." ”

......

Talking and laughing all the way, not lonely, Qingming has a wide belly, good as a teacher, Wei 17 read "Linchuan Miscellaneous", a belly of miscellaneous learning, the two complement each other, and talk very happily.

On this day, I returned to Flowstone Peak.

Qingming let Wei Seventeen take care of himself, and he went straight to the two phase halls of Chishui Cliff, and after a while, the sound of cloud boards sounded slowly. Wei Qiqi was walking on the boundless plank road, when he heard the sound of cloud boards, he stopped, looked at the flowing clouds in the sky, and silently counted thirteen times, thinking, was Qingming unruly knocking, or did it really alarm the head of Kunlun?

He shook his head and went to rest in the quiet room where he lived.

Stepping on the corridor, there was a burst of rhythmic singing through the wooden board, not "The bright moon and the breeze, the good night will meet", nor "The ice muscles and jade bones are clear and sweatless", Wei Qiqi couldn't help laughing, pushed open the door, and saw Yu Yao lying on the head of the bed, staring blankly at the "Eight Fairy Le Ping", from the legs to the hips to the waist to the back, the curves are undulating, which makes people's hearts move.

He coughed deliberately, which startled Yu Yao, she propped herself up, looked back at him, her sharp eyes gradually relaxed, and with a hint of a smile on the corner of her mouth, she said, "You're back?"

"Well, Ping Ping'an, a qiē shun lì. Wei Qiqi sat on the edge of the bed and put her long hair down, "I miss you." ”

Yu Yao moved her body, pillowed her cheeks on his thighs, stared into his eyes, her eyes flowed, she smiled, and said, "It's good to be safe, it's good to be smooth, I miss you a little too." ”

"Only a little?"

"A little, a little ......"

Wei Qiqi put away the "Eight Immortal Le Ping" and threw it aside, hugged her for a while, and unconsciously remembered Qin Zhen. I haven't seen them for a while, their temperament has changed greatly, Qin Zhen suddenly opened her mind, swept away the image of being well-behaved and obedient, and became a little more resolute, and did not hesitate to ask the three-eyed civet cat for advice, cultivating bravely and diligently, like an unsheathed sword, with a sharp edge, and Yu Yao, after committing to him, stripped off the hard shell, revealing a weak nature, like a silk clinging to a tree, thinking about nothing, lazily killing time.

He thought, maybe only in front of him will Qin Zhen show a competitive side, and only in front of him will Yu Yao show a weak side, they express their attachment in different ways. The most difficult to accept the grace of the beauty, he doesn't know what the ending of the story will be, and hopes that the two can not lose.

Holding the soft and fragrant jade body in his arms, a wave of sleepiness came up, Wei Qiqi no longer restrained himself, closed his eyes and fell into the dark and sweet country, ignoring it, and completely relaxed. Yu Yao listened to his heartbeat, traced his eyebrows with his fingers, the contours of his eyes and nose, looked at him infatuatedly, his heart was peaceful and joyful, and he left all his worries behind for a while, and just wanted to stay with him forever.

The days are long, and the years are quiet.