Long Jiale

On the calm lake surface, a flickering silver light was shining, and the silver dots flickered back and forth in the night sky, and the silver light all over the sky formed a curved bridge on the calm lake surface.

It was a flock of birds.

There are small silver lights tied to the legs of the birds. As the birds fly in the sky, the silver lights in the night sky also fly in the sky. But it is extremely dazzling.

Dots of light danced back and forth over the lake, forming a silver arch bridge. Birds flew back and forth along the outline of the arch bridge, and the silver light in the sky also flashed back and forth in the shape of an arch bridge.

At that time, the lake was clear and bright, reflecting the stars and the moon in the sky, and there were lights everywhere, and there were dots of beautiful lotus lanterns floating on the water. The arch bridge formed by birds on both sides of the lake was a spectacle.

Many people were attracted to stop and take pictures on the shore of the lake, exclaiming.

"It's so beautiful, what a miraculous scene!"

"Are all these birds trained?"

"The Magpie Bridge on the Qixi Festival is very suitable for the occasion, such a romantic scene..."

"Hurry up, hurry up and take a picture, I will post it to Moments later!"

"It's so romantic!"

This "magpie bridge" is made up of volunteer birds from Qingbi Mountain. Shen Zhoucheng recruited birds to build the magpie bridge with a meal of spiritual grains as reward. There are many kinds of birds.

Doves, sparrows, larks...

I have rehearsed several times before, and now these birds can finally control their speed so as not to crash into cars in the air. Ah, in fact, no matter how many times they have been trained, these birds will still crash into planes in the air.

However, in such a dark night, it doesn't hurt too much.

As a single bird who has been single for 660 years, Qixi is bored on Qixi Festival, and he has also become his original form. He came to build a magpie bridge to play, and at the same time he was the one who directed the group of birds.

Jixiang has a chubby body, a small silver lamp is tied to his legs and feet, and there are birds with lights all around. Seeing too many lights really irritates the eyes, so Jixiang closes his eyes and flies blindly with the birds.

In fact, most of the birds fly blindly within the established range, as long as the outline can form the appearance of an "arch bridge", then it is ok.

However, some idle and boring people really stand under this magpie bridge and observe carefully:

"Wow, it seems that there are many kinds of birds. It is said to be a magpie bridge, but there are really not many magpies."

"Haha, there are many sparrows, magpies and sparrows can't tell the difference."

"Hey, there are so many pigeons over there, besides the pigeons, look! There is also a sparrow, my God, look at that one, there is such a fat sparrow in this world, how can it fly, how can this kind of bird fly?" The fat sparrow came out too."

The sparrow that the man pointed to was auspicious.

auspicious:"!!!!"

At night, you can still see that I am a fat sparrow, and you are 5.4 eyes?

Jixiang continued to fly blindly indignantly. In fact, their sparrows are not very good at continuous flight. They are all salted fish birds that fly for a while and stop for a while. Suitable for magpie bridge.

So, after Ji Xiangfei got tired, he took a bunch of little sparrows and flew to the grass to walk in square formation.

There are no complicated patterns, just a pattern of love for the occasion.

As soon as it flies, it will fly around the magpie bridge; as soon as it lands, it will stand on the grass and form a heart.

"Wu Cao Cao Cao, these birds are amazing, who trained them? Can they still show love on the ground???"

"It is said that the cook of Wangzhulou is auspicious."

"What the hell is a cook training a bird?"

"There are many capable people in their village!"

……

After the initial sounds of surprise, the crowd was blowing the leisurely night breeze, admiring the beautiful scenery on the lake. On this mountain, there were colorful lanterns on the treetops. The lake was calm and calm, and a few girls were flying on the shore. The lotus lantern, the lantern floats with the water, and the orange fire light shines in the water.

The silver magpie bridge in the sky is unbelievably beautiful in the dark night. Reminiscent of the legend of the Qixi Festival reunion, it makes people feel a romantic feeling in their hearts.

As a result, many couples were infected by this romantic atmosphere, standing on the shore of the lake, kissing and abusing dogs.

Shen Li also likes to join in the fun, and he dragged Shen Zhoucheng to the shore of the lake. Many of the birds flying around in the magpie bridge were his friends. They had spoken folk songs together, and the little vixen was so excited. He waved at them.

Just a few more grunts.

Shen Zhoucheng hugged the excited little vixen in his arms to calm down his excitement, don't focus on the pigeon, but pay attention to the boyfriend next to him.

The little fox smirked, and noticed that they were also surrounded by couples. Some couples hugged each other and kissed boldly on the side of the magpie bridge.

Shen Li's pointed fox ears moved, and his face turned red.

Shen Zhoucheng chuckled lightly, pinched the opponent's cheek, hugged the opponent's waist, and lowered his head to face his forehead.

Shen Li didn't know why, but now she became quieter, her cheeks were hot, and her beautiful eyes only knew to stare at the person in front of her.

Under such a starry sky, there are thousands of lanterns. In the sky not far away, in addition to the light moonlight, there are also some twinkling stars and blooming fireworks. The lotus lanterns on the nearby lake are lingering, and the silver magpie bridge is like a dream. magical--

Shen Zhou couldn't help lowering his head and kissed the little vixen in his arms, a deep kiss for a long, long time.

So long that Shen Li thought that the two of them would never be separated again.

When they finally parted, Shen Li's eyes were full of watery light, his seductive fox eyes became deeper and more lingering, and a thick and colorful outline seemed to penetrate into the deepest part of people's hearts.

Shen Zhoucheng was a little moved, he held Shen Li in his arms, and teleported to the corner of the peach forest where there were only the two of them.

Then just like in the afternoon, they fooled around again.

When everything was over, Shen Zhoucheng, who was in neat clothes in an instant with a wave of his hands, hugged the tired little white dumpling in his arms who couldn't open his eyes, and felt in his heart: "..."

He felt that he was too much today.

Maybe it's because of today's half-dragon state, I have to admit that sometimes I can't control my instincts too much in this state.

The little fox struggled in Shen Zhoucheng's arms while he was half asleep, scratched his clothes with his small paws, barked a few times in a daze, and told Shen Zhoucheng that he would have two meals tonight. chicken.

Shen Zhoucheng was a little dumbfounded by its appeal.

Gently stroking the back of the little white ball in his arms, smoothing its snow-white fox fur, infusing it with spiritual power to nourish the opponent's body, then lowered his head, and said softly next to its slightly folded pointed ears: "I know, I know, I will remember to wake you up and eat chicken."

Only then did the little fox grunt in satisfaction, planning to sleep first before getting up to eat chicken.

Shen Zhoucheng was about to hug him and leave, but suddenly felt that something was wrong with him. He raised his hand and touched his forehead, and found that at some point (in fact, he should have known), his two foreheads popped out made a dragon horn.

It's still the kind of dragon horn that has been forked.

Yes, compared to the two immature dragon horns at the beginning, his current dragon horns are already a pair of mature dragon horns, but alone, they do look a bit like deer horns.

Shen Zhoucheng: "..."

Why, like the little fox, he couldn't help but start to grow horns, but this should be his reaction at a certain time.

Shen Zhoucheng chuckled, but he didn't take back the dragon horn immediately, and he still maintained a half-dragon state.

After such a long time, Shen Zhoucheng had to admit that, as a dragon, compared with the usual tightly bound human form, it is more comfortable and free to release a bit of animal form.

It's no wonder that the little fox in human form likes to expose fox ears and fox tail in various ways.

The little white dumpling in his arms rolled himself up again, and fell asleep on his own little tail. Its two tails were beside him, fluffy and warm. Shen Zhoucheng fiddled with the other party. The tail was pointed, and the little tail swept it impatiently.

He was holding the little guy in his arms and was about to go back, but suddenly remembered something, and looked in the direction of the bamboo building.

It was very late, the crowds at the night party gradually dispersed, and the lights on the mountain began to go out gradually. Many people went down the mountain, and some brought their own tents, so they found a new place and started Pitch a tent and camp.

Dao Ling took Zi Die to eat on Qingbi Mountain all night.

He looked at the quiet Qingbi Mountain, nodded slightly, and then brought the stupid butterfly sleeping in the sugar water to the gate of the Bamboo Tower.

It was here that the centipede spirit disappeared for the last time.

"Dao Ling, do you think you can really find that centipede spirit here?" Zi Die flapped her wings, and the death energy on her wings became more and more intense, and it had already begun to erode into the other wing. It can no longer fly.

I can only soak in sugar water and get drunk.

Enjoy the last joy before death.

Dao Ling said coldly: "Is it useful to worry so much?"

"Just find that centipede essence."

Dao Ling looked up and down the third-floor building. Now that the crowd has dissipated, it will be late at night, which is a good time to investigate.

Dao Ling waved his sleeves, took his saber in his hand, and was about to sneak into Wangzhulou quietly, but saw a person appear out of thin air in front of him.

Or it can't be said that it is a person, because there are two very abrupt horns on the top of the other person's head?

Dao Ling's eyes froze, his whole body became alert, he left the little butterfly in the sugar water cup behind him, and then fixedly looked at the person in front of him.

Shen Zhoucheng: "..."

He held back and didn't remind the other party not to litter.