On our wedding night, my husband changed!

"Bairan, please be more serious, I'm not here to catch up with you."

"Then are you here to talk about Fengyue with me?"

Feng Qingcheng:......

She closed her eyes and secretly advised herself not to be like this fox. It was a beast after all.

Then he explained patiently, "If you don't speak nicely like this again, then I'll leave?"

"No, no, no, don't go, I will listen to you no matter what you say."

After finally seeing Feng Qingcheng once, I couldn't bear to let her go.

Bai Ran was like a dog-skin plaster at this moment, wishing he could put it directly on Feng Qingcheng's body.

Feng Qingcheng looked at the entrance and felt that there were still many little foxes from the fox tribe watching, and was very embarrassed.

"Shall we talk somewhere else?"

"Okay, that's exactly what I mean."

With that said, Bai Ran waved his sleeves and switched the scene directly.

The two of them instantly came to a bamboo forest, which was also the secret realm of the Fox Clan.

This is the place where Bai Ran comes to see the scenery when he has nothing to do. The Fox Clan is a place with beautiful scenery. There are not only peach groves, apricot groves, and waterfalls, but also acres of lush green bamboo forests. Here, you can only feel to the sounds and smells of nature.

Birds fly by from time to time, staying together in twos and threes.

There is also a faint stream in the middle of the bamboo forest, flowing down from the mountain and passing through the middle of the bamboo forest.

There are mossy stones on both sides, which is very Zen-like.

"Isn't it beautiful here? It's a beautiful city?"

"It's okay."

"I used to think that if I had the chance, I would have you come to our Fox Clan to enjoy the beautiful scenery. I didn't expect that my wish would come true so quickly."

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm here to find you..."

"Shh, don't talk yet."

Bai Ran put his finger at the corner of his mouth, and Feng Qingcheng didn't dare to look directly at those peach blossom eyes.

Even though she has become a god now, she is still afraid that she will not be able to resist the fox clan's charm.

Especially for an old fox like Bai Ran, who is profound in Taoism, he just turned his head to the other side.

Bairan built a thatched house out of thin air in the middle of the bamboo forest, with a fence around it.

In the middle is a seat for two people with a futon on top.

On the table, there is a green wine bottle, and the aroma of wine is wafting from it.

Four dishes and four snacks, all of which Feng Qingcheng loved to eat before.

There are also two extremely exquisite glass cups. It is indeed beautiful to drink two or three cups under such a view.

Bai Ran silently helped Feng Qingcheng pour the wine, and then handed it to her, "Have a drink, okay?"

Feng Qingcheng didn't show any pretense, silently took the glass and took a sip, "The wine is good."

"That's natural. I extorted these from others and buried them in my bamboo forest for hundreds of years. They taste great."

"Bai Ran, Hua Sheng belongs to the Jiutian clan, right?"

"Yes, she is from the Jiutian clan."

"Does she know that?" Feng Qingcheng put down the wine glass with a solemn expression.

"She knows, but she doesn't believe it. After all, this statement is too mysterious. You have to know that Hua Sheng was born in the mortal world and came into contact with this world as a mortal. If you tell her this directly, she must be Can not accept."

"Then, does the Emperor of Heaven know?"

"I already know."

"Will the Emperor kill her that day?" Feng Qingcheng was a little worried.

"Do you think the Emperor of Heaven has the ability to kill her? Who is the opponent of the Jiutian clan's fire?" After speaking, Bai Ran smiled mysteriously, picked up the wine glass, and poured it down.

This magnificent beauty, coupled with her drinking attitude, is unparalleled in the world.

Anyone who sees it will be excited, but Feng Qingcheng is not in the mood to appreciate the gesture of his old love at this time, but... feels that this matter is not trivial.