The Chenghuang clan is a very magical group in Nanqi.

Before the melee between immortals and demons, Xianze on the side of Huanghui was originally a divine beast of the White Republic of China. In the year, the patriarch of Chenghuang had a thousand gold, looking forward to it, and his beautiful eyes were waves. Later, when the immortals and demons were in a scuffle, this beautiful girl couldn't look down on any hero, and it was very pleasing to the eye when she looked at the blade demon lord of the demon world alone. Then he led a small group of Chenghuang people to rebel out of the White Republic of China, and slowly developed into today's Burning Sound Valley with the Blade Demon Lord.

Nanqi had only heard of this history of the Chenghuang clan before, and always felt that the people in the story were very far away from him. Now that she has been selected by Qingfang, she knows that this beautiful girl is Cheng Yan's own mother.

"In fact, at that time, the Blade Demon Lord also betrayed the Demon Realm. The original intention of the two of them to create Burning Sound Valley was just to let their subordinates have a place to eat. However, after the Immortal Demon Cultivation was reconciled, it was really difficult for a small sect like Burning Sound Valley to gain a firm foothold if it was not subordinate to the Three Realms. It's a pity that Cheng Yan's mother and his grandfather are holding their breath, and it is naturally impossible for the Bai Republic to annex them. After weighing it, Burning Sound Valley chose to return to the Demon Realm. ”

Qingfang's storytelling skills are not yet unfamiliar, and Nan Qi is induced to devote himself wholeheartedly, holding his chin and looking up at him in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.

Qing Fang looked at her sideways, raised his hand and tapped on her head, and called, "If you stay for a while, can you still make this meat?"

Nan Qi rubbed his forehead that had been knocked by Qing Fang, and reacted slowly and bluntly, and replied, "Hmm, meat, do I do it?"

She looked down at the bacon that had been left out in the cold, reached out and picked it up, brushed the ashes on the oil paper, and said, "This is what I used to drink for the gods." ”

"Hmm...... Wine. Qing Fang also stood up, paced two steps out, and slowly sat up a little stiff.

"You won the game today, and you deserve a good pot of wine. He didn't go on with the good wine. Nan Qi didn't know if he was dazzled, but he felt that there was a little smile in his eyes.

Maybe Qingfang is actually a greedy fairy? If you have wine and meat, you feel happy?

That being the case......

She hugged the bacon in her hand tighter, and secretly rejoiced in her heart: Then her fart today is a loud shot!

With this momentum, Nanqi is particularly handy when he enters the kitchen to cook bacon. Seeing that there were still a lot of fresh side dishes left in Qingfang's kitchen, he took a spatula and cleaned it up. By the time Qing Fang came back with two jars of immortal brew, her skills were all on the table.

The two small wine jars brought back by Qing Fang were nothing special from the outside. But as soon as the sealed silk lid is lifted, the sultry aroma of wine spreads on the table. Even people like Nanqi who don't know how to drink can be amazed by the faint fragrance of potpourri in it, which shows that the wine brought by Qingfang is indeed not ordinary.

Nanqi is not a drinker, but you can drink a glass or two as appropriate. Today's wine is so fragrant that Nanqi didn't stop, and he was already half drunk without paying attention.

When she was sober, she could still be polite and polite with Qing Fang, but once this little wine was in place, although she could barely hold on to her behavior, but in her mind, she was already a pot of boiling paste.

"This wine...... Delicious. She lifted her somewhat heavy forehead with her silent hand, trying to make her voice sound as normal.

She looked good, Qing Fang didn't notice it, she responded lightly, and said: "The hundred flowers of the Red Pine Immortal Monarch are not greasy. ”

What pine?

Nan Qi frowned, at that time she couldn't hear what Qing Qingfang was saying, and she closed her eyes slightly and replied indiscriminately: "Mmmm, I remember him, no! ”

Qing Fang put down the cup in his hand and looked at her: "Do you remember Chi Song?" After speaking, Nan Qi heard his voice as if it was deep, almost like a murmur:

"yes, you should remember him. ”

Nan Qi spread his eyelids halfway, and met Qing Fang's autumn-like eyes in a blur.

Why does this look always feel a little familiar?

Ah, yes!

Nanqi Lingtai was rarely clear for a while, and suddenly realized that when he was dressing up in the past, he was obsessed with Jiyun in his heart, and his face was reflected in the bronze mirror, and most of them were also this look.

Qing Fang He ...... Did you see yourself and think of Wangge again?

"Are you thinking about anyone?" she didn't directly mention the name of the song, because she couldn't think of a boundless enlightenment Qingfang. Seeing the corners of Qingfang's eyes moving under the hazy moonlight, she knew that this old fairy's heart was poked by herself.

So she was confused again, changed her hand to support her head, her eyes still seemed to be slightly closed, and she said nonsense: "Actually, there are things that I hold in my heart, and it's quite uncomfortable, isn't it?"

Nan Qi felt that his posture was very good, he looked like a sage, and it was definitely not a problem to enlighten Qingfang.

It's a pity that she was not shallowly drunk, and she didn't realize that Qing Fang's eyes had become more and more enthusiastic when she looked at her. After a long time, I heard Qing Fang sigh: "Yes, it's uncomfortable." ”

How is it uncomfortable?

She didn't ask.

At this time, half of Nan Qi's body stepped into Zhou Gongmen, and she tried her best to hear the four words of Qingfang completely.

"I'm thinking about someone, and I want to tell her a lot of things. But ......" Qing Fang slowly stretched out a hand, wanting to caress his long hair like a black waterfall in Nanqi. However, his hand was in the air, but he froze hesitantly.

"I'm also really worried that some things may not be suitable to say at the beginning. He withdrew his hand and stared at her back.

Seeing that Nanqi didn't respond for a long time, he guessed that she was asleep at seven or eight minutes.

Qing Fang got up and calmly picked her up, intending to move her into the inner room.

And Nanqi was probably a little used to being hugged by him these few times, and as soon as he settled down on Qingfang's body, he found a comfortable position in Qingfang's arms in a daze, and hugged Qingfang's big arms and slept more deeply.

I can still vaguely hear a few small drunken snoring.

Qing Fang looked at her sleeping appearance, and couldn't help but lean closer to take a sneak peek at her eyebrows.

"Do you know that in the mirror of the year, you also slept in my arms like this......"