Pick up a god to cultivate immortality

After crying for a long time, Luo Qingyan gradually calmed down. "If the flames can't save you, then why are you going to the top of the snow-capped mountains?"

Xuan Yi stroked her soft and smooth hair, "You have to give it a try. If Suzaku's soul is stable, the flame will not disappear or die. There is always a way to wake him up, but if Suzaku's soul becomes If you are weak, the flame that is the clone will completely disappear from this world." I just went to check on the situation.

Luo Qingyan leaned her head on Xuan Yi's body and closed her eyes tiredly.

"Where is he now? I want to see him."

"The flame is in my other dimension. Can you wait until you are healed to see him?"

Xuan Yi asked softly.

When Xuan Yi came out, Qingfeng had already fallen asleep on the branch. It was not clear whether he was really asleep or pretending to be asleep.

On the stone table was an empty wine bottle tipped over, and the aroma of wine filled the air, reaching straight into his nose.

"I heard that there are monsters living in groups on the top of the snow-capped mountains. There are no survivors of the intruders. If you die, I will ask my disciple to find another lover..."

Xuan Yi turned his head angrily, Qingfeng still looked like he was asleep, "Feng Shen, since you have recovered your memory, you should change your old naughty temper, lest the world is not in chaos, right? How about I put you in Draw the appearance of God’s Realm and tell it to the world, so that your Yingying Yanyans can take a good look at what the person they like looks like!”

Qingfeng almost choked himself to death, and his temper suddenly rose, "Go and paint! If you go to paint, I will ask my good disciple to drive you away!"

Xuan Yi gritted his teeth and snorted, don't let him get the chance, otherwise he will definitely punish this bastard!

He flicked his sleeves and left.

Qingfeng turned away arrogantly, "Huh, on my territory, if it's a dragon, you'll be coiled up for me, if it's a tiger, you'll lie down with me, baring your teeth with me, and you'll be lighting up the toilet to look for shit!"

As dusk grew darker, Xuan Yi walked out of the small courtyard against the breeze. Among the mottled shadows of the trees, his figure gradually faded away. In this quiet night, the stars were brilliant, seeming to light up a bright light in his heart.

"Lord Divine Lord? Mo Li has met Lord Divine Lord!" Oncoming Mo Li put a small green porcelain bowl on the tray in his hand.

"Is this for Qingfeng?" Xuan Yi glanced at it without any trace and said calmly.

"Well, I don't know if Lord God comes over here, I'm going to make another bowl of soup!"

"No need, Qingfeng is her master, it is still necessary to respect the master. This is the elixir that will help him reborn. I have refined it myself, so just give it to him to drink with reverence! Qingyan's master is my master!" said After finishing, Xuan Yi threw a small pill into the soup.

Mo Li opened his mouth, intending to ask what kind of medicine it was, but the other person was already gone. I couldn't help but roll my eyes, what kind of wind does this man have?

He twisted his slender waist and walked into the small courtyard, and immediately saw Qingfeng lying on the branch.

The man was lying lazily on a tree trunk, his eyes closed, his black hair hanging down, and he was astonished. A ray of breeze blew by, lifting the hem of his clothes, like an immortal in a painting.

"Brother Qingfeng! Are you resting? This is the sweet soup Li'er made for you. Brother Qingfeng, do you want to eat it yourself...or let Li'er feed you?"

Mo Li's voice was already very sweet, and now that she was deliberately acting coquettishly, it became even more alluring.