Aya Qingzhu of the wind rises Douluo

The grass and trees crackled, the cigarettes in the room disappeared into the air as the sun set, and the two people on the bed were still in a deep sleep.

"Chirp?"

Feng Qianqian struggled to stand up from the table. The first thing he did when he woke up was combing his feathers. Then he looked at the two people on the bed and was confused?

"Choo Choo Choo!"

(What is the master doing?)

"Choo Choo Choo!"

(Why are the two of them lying together? Are they sleeping?)

Feng Qianqian encouraged Feng Yu to lie on Huang Pujing's back, yawned and fell asleep.

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A new day passed by unknowingly. A ray of sunshine shone into this continent from the other end of the horizon, and the sky seemed to change from dark stars to a bright sky in the blink of an eye.

The dazzling sunlight shines into the room, and you can see a hand like suet hanging down on the bedside, and the gorgeous feathers covering the delicate body are as eye-catching as a water and oil painting.

At this time, Ling Qingzhu only felt that it was a little difficult to breathe, and the hot air kept hitting her ears, which made her feel a little itchy and uncomfortable.

"Ok?"

After waking up, Ling Qingzhu looked at the ceiling in front of her and was stunned. The soft and heavy feeling on her body made her a little angry. Although there were no lilies in bloom, this situation made her a little unhappy.

With a light stroke of his finger, a bit of cold cyan energy lifted Huang Pujing into the air. A green rope appeared out of thin air, and the five-flowered rope tied Huang Pujing into the air.

At this time, Feng Qianqian on the bed was also awakened by the sudden fluctuation of vitality. She was about to get up and adjust her posture, but she didn't expect to see the woman tied up and swinging in the air.

His master was sitting on the chair with his back to it. Although he couldn't see his face, the faint cold breath made him shiver.

"Choo Choo Choo!"

"I'd better pretend to be dead and continue sleeping."

In the blink of an eye, Feng Qianqian was lying on the bed. She didn't choose to tidy up her messy feathers, and she didn't even dare to take a breath.

At this time, Ling Qingzhu had a teacup that appeared from nowhere in her hand. The steaming heat floated in front of her eyes. When she raised her finger, the hot water immediately splashed on Huang Pujing's face.

"Hmm?"

"What happened? Is the house leaking?"

Huang Pujing opened his eyes anxiously, and was about to howl, but when he saw Ling Qingzhu's cold eyes, he couldn't help but shrink, and said with a smile: "Qingzhu, what are you doing, is it possible? Did you dream about something bad?"

"And who did you learn this skill from? Why does it look so..."

"Oh, you know what you do best. As for who you learned it from, I learned it from Jesus." Aya Qingzhu said calmly, putting it on the tea cup.

After hearing this, Huang Pujing just laughed "haha" and said: "It's nothing, it's nothing. Why don't you put me down first, I feel a little uncomfortable, and I will take you out to play, hehe!"

Although she was smiling on the surface, she was thinking about how to run away. After all, if Qingzhu got angry, no one would be able to hold it back.

At the same time, he greeted "Jesus" all over, and even wanted to find out who this kid was and where he was.

Is it her fist that is stronger, or Jesus' rope six?

"Qingzhu, did you have a dream? Can you let me go first?" Huang Pujing pouted and said sadly.

"Haha!" Ling Qingzhu glanced at Huang Pujing hanging in the air, the tea cup in his hand was swinging, and said nothing.

At this time, Huang Pujing's eyes were wandering, and she was thinking crazily about what could make her leave. Suddenly, she saw Feng Qianqian turning upside down on the bed and said, "Qingzhu, in fact, everything is Feng Qian's fault." Qian asked me to do it, didn’t you see that I fainted too?”

At this time, Feng Qianqian, who was lying on the bed, was stunned. It was just sleeping. Why did the pot suddenly come to its head?

Ling Qingzhu glanced at the trembling Feng Qianqian over there, then looked at Huang Pu and said calmly: "If I didn't understand you, maybe I would really believe it."

"Just hang up today, I'm going out."

After saying that, Ling Qingzhu had no intention of caring about Huang Pujing and left directly.

At this time, only Feng Qianqian, who was pretending to be dead, and Huang Pujing, who was hanging in the air, were left in the room.

"Stinky bird, stop pretending. I already know you are pretending. If you don't come here and eat this vitality, I will feel uncomfortable to death." After Huang Pujing struggled with the long green rope to no avail, his eyes were fixed on the bed. The phoenix above is shallow.

"Chirp?"

Feng Qianqian jumped up and turned over, combing her feathers gently without any intention of helping Huang Pujing.

"Ouch, you still hold a grudge!" Huang Pujing looked at Feng Qianqian who ignored her and directly chose to use her ultimate move.

"Help me untie it and I'll give you the demon spirit to eat." Huang Pujing tempted Feng Qianqian from the side. She didn't believe that a little bird who loved to eat demon spirits would not be fooled.

"Choo Choo Choo!"

Feng Qianqian shook her head, stretched out three feathers and stared directly at Huang Pujing.

"Uh!" Seeing this scene, Huang Pujing really wanted to know if such a spiritual bird was really a bird that was only a few days old?

Or is this the power of the so-called mythical beast?

"Okay, I agree." Huang Pujing agreed immediately, and even tempted Feng Qianqian and said: "As long as you save me, let alone three, even six will be no problem."

Upon hearing this, Feng Qianqian's eyes lit up instantly, and in the blink of an eye she came to Huang Pujing's side and started eating the long rope.

Even though Feng Qianqian could only look at two palm-sized figures, she took a bite of vitality and exhaled a breath of vitality quite quickly, and there seemed to be a flame burning in her eyes.

Seeing this scene, Huang Pujing was relieved. The long rope set up by Ling Qingzhu had the oppressive feeling of a small achievement in the Creation Realm, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Don't tell me, this little phoenix is ​​really good. Zhi Shao knew that she couldn't eat it, so she took one bite and spit it out. As long as she made a gap, she could come out.

After 10 minutes, Feng Qianqian finally smoothed out a hole, and Huang Pujing just broke free.

Standing on the ground, Huang Pujing couldn't help but sigh: "The ground is really comfortable."

"Chirp chirp chirp!" Feng Qianqian just flew in front of Huang Pujing, chirping and opening her mouth as if she was waiting for her reward.

"Haha, do you want it?" Huang Pujing asked with a smile.

"Chirp chirp chirp!" Feng Qianqian flew in front of Huang Pujing and chirped eagerly.

"Here!" Huang Pujing threw out a demon spirit in the blink of an eye. After taking a bite, Feng Qianqian ran to Huang Pujing.

Feng Qianqian opened her mouth and waited for a long time but did not wait for the second one to come out. When she opened her eyes, she found that there was only a blue shadow left on the spot, and there was no figure of Huang Pujing at all.

"Choo Choo Choo!"

Angry voices kept coming from the house.