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Jin Ping'er sat beside Yan Hong, Yan Hong looked at the silent Jin Ping'er, the note in her palm was already crumpled, she lowered her head, couldn't see her expression, didn't know what she was thinking, Yan Hong was silent, The voice of the mouth was hoarse: "As you can see, it is an indisputable fact that I will go back to the valley. As long as Feier returns to the valley again, it will be the time for them to pick me up. Jin Ping'er, you, let's go."

"Go? Where are you going?" Jin Ping'er murmured absentmindedly, then frowned, thinking.

Even in the face of life and death, Yan Hong has never seen Jin Ping'er so devastated, Yan Hong made herself hard-hearted, but she couldn't help but soften her voice, and said softly: "Go back to your master. Jin Ping'er, if you don't go , met senior brother Hexiu, new and old grudges, even if you are highly capable, how can you defeat the two of them teaming up, and how can I stand by and watch, you must make trouble to the point of getting out of hand, to be reconciled?"

Jin Ping'er looked at Yan Hong when she heard the sound, Yan Hong frowned tightly, she was no better than herself at all, and couldn't help but said: "There is nothing wrong with you wanting to help your brothers and sisters, but why do I feel that you are hesitating, afraid that I will To show their affection for you in front of them, or to worry about me?"

Jin Ping'er's eyes were burning, and Yan Hong's eyes flickered, but she didn't look away, and said: "Does it have to be beaten to death or wounded? You disturbed the incense, and it was stained with the blood of the incense burner. Brother and Xiu I won't let you go, but you have a lot of grievances and grievances with me, and I am in trouble, but you still refuse to give up."

Helpless, it is the guilt in Yan Hong's chaotic mood, hidden, even Jin Ping'er has never found out, as a disciple of Fenxiang, he will never do anything to Jin Ping'er, get along with each other, and don't want to see her lively Life fell before my eyes, the life that survived tenaciously.

Jin Ping'er's heart skipped a beat, her heart seemed to be in a cold pool and wrapped in fierce flames, the water was deep and hot, and Jin Ping'er, who acted recklessly, fell silent under Yan Hong's word 'embarrassing' for a moment, her face was gloomy, and she didn't speak.

Surprisingly quiet, the two sat side by side, a few punches away, like an abyss that could not be crossed even if they flew into the sky or escaped from the ground.

Silently thinking about each other, Fei'er jumped onto Jin Ping'er's shoulder and lightly rubbed against Jin Ping'er's cool face, the little raccoon tail put on Yan Hong's wrist, shaking his ears and blinking his eyes, the two silent people After returning to his senses, he immediately looked at the other party, their eyes met, and the black hair was entangled.

But looking at each other for a moment, both of them set their sights on the sparkling stream, which was rippling and flowing slowly.

"Yan Hong, you have given me hope and you want to take it away, I don't agree." Jin Ping'er's voice was very soft, almost like a whisper.

"Jin Ping'er, there is no hope, why would you give up." Yan Hong also spoke softly, unknowingly, she seemed to know Jin Ping'er very well.

Her heartbeat was chaotic, and Yan Hong, who was always calm and intelligent, didn't know what to do, what to do with the golden bottle, the answers she had given before, were sneering, but they were resolved in bits and pieces, in an instant.

Yan Hong got up, her weak body couldn't help shaking for a while, the hand that was being held couldn't keep her pace, she fell directly into Jin Ping'er's arms, and when she raised her head, that delicate and flawless face was within easy reach.

"What are you going to do again? You want to take me away while I'm weak?" Yan Hong didn't make any movement, slightly dazzled, but forced herself to look directly into Jin Ping'er's eyes.

Jin Ping'er didn't speak, looked at Yan Hong, the purple air rose slowly, entangled the two of them, Jin Ping'er clasped Yan Hong's palm, and the gentle power was transmitted from the interlocking palms, Yan Hong was a little surprised, Jin Ping'er was To help her recover, Yan Hong immediately recuperated.

By the quiet river, Yan Hong leaned against Jin Ping'er's arms, and Jin Ping'er embraced her, and the purple-blue Yin-Yang gossip patterns lit up in the hands clasped into fists, which gradually expanded.

After a long time, when the scorching sun in the sky had moved westward, and it was approaching dusk, Yan Hong felt that the empty dantian was filled with true energy again.

The purple light faded, Jin Ping'er's forehead was dripping with sweat, it was not a serious problem, the two of them kept snuggling for a while, without moving.

Yan Hong suddenly felt her hands loosen, but it was Jin Ping'er who let go of her tightly clasped hands first, Yan Hong also sat up straight, the river wind blew past, her body was slightly cool.

Fei Er stood on top of Xiao Li's head, and the two little things looked at the two people with a delicate atmosphere, their faces were blank, but they obediently did not make any movements.

But after a while, the sky was already full of colorful clouds, and the sun hanging down from the west burned the sky red, like a fire burning on the green hills, a beautiful dusk in southern Xinjiang.

Yan Hong stood up, and said softly: "The beast god is resurrected, a character that makes my uncle tremble, I don't know if such beauty can be maintained? Jin Ping'er, I want to go back and be with my senior brothers and sisters, you There is also a teacher's order to return, so let's leave early."

Jin Ping'er grabbed Yan Hong's hand, took advantage of the situation and stood up, and smiled slightly, "Hong'er, it seems that we are either fighting or arguing, sneering, fighting against each other, and we have never gotten along amicably, Yan Hong, I want to eat your cooking."

"You—we have different positions, we have different paths, we know we have to separate, so why bother to linger, Jin Ping'er, you are seriously ill." Muttering the ripples in her heart, Yan Hong sighed.

"If lovesickness is a disease, I think I will definitely be seriously ill." Jin Ping'er chuckled lightly, staring at Yan Hong's face, "Fenxiang Valley is your home, how can I force you to wander with me, the Acacia witch? If separation is unavoidable, I hope that when you remember me, you won't just be an annoying witch."

Jin Ping'er's demeanor is still the same, the corners of her raised lips are confident and beautiful, with tenacity, her charming eyes have already made a secret decision, the departure is true, but the separation is only temporary, Yanhong, I will definitely come back, back to your side.

Yan Hong looked at Jin Ping'er for a while, then frowned and said, "Okay, let me leave after this meal."

"En." Jin Ping'er nodded, Fei'er jumped onto Jin Ping'er's shoulder, and the little raccoon jumped into Jin Ping'er's arms, Jin Ping'er smiled happily.

Yan Hong turned her eyes away from looking at her, she didn't dare to look at the smile on Jin Ping'er's face again, she was afraid that if she took another look at the faded smile, she would really fall into the net that Jin Ping'er wove step by step, painstakingly, Powerless to escape.

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As the sky was getting darker, a fire had already been ignited by the side of the river valley, a large rock on the bank was leveled, and messy things were piled up on the stone platform, and there was actually a pot on the fire surrounded by the stones.

Yan Hong looked at the ingredients and seasonings on the stone platform and the pot, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, looked at Jin Ping'er who was still pulling out something, and said: "You left for a long time and worked for a long time, are you going to be a thief?"

Fei Er stood on Jin Ping'er's shoulder, took out the last clay pot, and said nonchalantly: "Who said, I have left silver, and if there is no such thing, how do you cook, I don't want to eat grilled fish anymore, Shan Mushroom , How good the vegetables are."

Yan Hong approached, opened the clay pot, couldn't help but twitch her brows, and said helplessly, "You even got vegetable oil, Jin Ping'er, where did you get these?"

"Seven Mile Cave."

Hearing the name of the place, Yan Hong's movements froze abruptly, Jin Ping'er noticed that Yan Hong still remembers what happened in Qilidong that night.

"Hong'er, it's past You Hour, I'm so hungry." Jin Ping'er kept fiddling with materials, interrupting Yan Hong's trance.

"Don't be so intimate, get out of the way, don't get in the way here." Yan Hong pushed the golden bottle away unceremoniously, glanced at the materials and said, "You are well prepared, but,, where's the kitchen knife?"

Jin Ping'er yelled 'Oops', apparently forgot, and then the purple glow appeared, and a double-edged short knife appeared in his hand, Jin Ping'er handed it to Yan Hong.

Purple Mans Blade!

Yan Hong held the Zimang Blade that had been forced into her hands, and asked suspiciously, "Are you sure to use it?"

Jin Ping'er nodded, Yan Hong was dumb, after a meal, Jin Ping'er paid so much attention to it, the short and sharp body protection blade weighed a thousand catties in his hand.

Yan Hong glanced at Jin Ping'er, got rid of distracting thoughts, started to move her hands, raised the knife neatly, and calmly handled the food with the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon.

Yan Hong forbade Jin Ping'er to make trouble, Jin Ping'er had to wait by holding the little raccoon and Fei'er, stroking the little raccoon, Jin Ping'er watched Yan Hong concentrate on cooking, the sense of belonging, just jumped up heart.

Yanhong's movements were very fast, and she served two or three light dishes. The two of them were sitting next to the fire by the stream, with a bowl of porridge in their hands. It was simple and ordinary. Kissing on the eyebrow peak of the mountain, the Milky Way is like a tulle draped over the mountains and the earth.

The night was beautiful, porridge and side dishes were clear, the two of them were having dinner, the little raccoon was eating fish next to them, and Fei Er was standing quietly on the treetop trimming his feathers.

Yan Hong was very quiet, listening to Jin Ping'er's occasional words, and hearing her mention that the people in Qilidong missed the foreigners who helped them that night, she felt proud and relieved, her brothers and sisters had done for her what she had no time to do. Done.

Jin Ping'er glanced at Yan Hong, smiled lightly, and brought food for Yan Hong, but was not rejected. Jin Ping'er ate happily, clearing the porridge to moisten the throat and warm the heart.

"Hong'er, the food you cook is the best I've ever eaten."

Yan Hong stopped raising her hand, Jin Ping'er was just a compliment, but Yan Hong felt that the food in the bowl was hard to swallow, Jin Ping'er ate happily, but Yan Hong became more and more confused, not knowing what was right to do so No, knowing it's impossible, why keep thinking about it!

Jin Ping'er naturally saw Yan Hong's strangeness in her eyes, her eyes were full of light, and she wanted to occupy Yan Hong's heart when she left, bit by bit, her position was not an obstacle, the reason for the parting was to get together better.

The sky was full of stars, a meal was eaten in a short time, Yan Hong was silent, but it was Jin Ping'er who took out two jars of spirits from Qilidong.

Seeing Jiu's eyebrows twitch, Yan Hong hurriedly said, "Jin Ping'er, I don't drink."

Jin Ping'er was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Yan Hong reacted so strongly, she blinked and asked: "What's the matter, parting practice, how can we do without wine? Or can't you drink?"

Speaking of leaving, Jin Ping'er didn't feel any strangeness, as if she really looked away, thinking of this, Yan Hong felt a little strange in her heart, she shook her head at Jin Ping'er's question, and stopped talking.

"If you can't drink, it doesn't matter." Jin Ping'er put the wine behind her, looked at the sky full of stars, and said with a smile: "What a beautiful starry sky, a trip to Southern Xinjiang, this life is not in vain."

With a pun in the words, Jin Ping'er looked at the night sky quietly, and Yan Hong looked at her quietly, her side face was soft, and the enchanting face that she hated at first became pitiful in her eyes at some point.

There was a burst of wine aroma, but it was the little raccoon who was mischievous, opened the wine jar, and plunged into the wine. When Jin Ping'er found it, he picked it up by its tail. The little guy had swallowed several gulps, stumbled a few times, Then he lay down and did not move.

Jin Ping'er didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and scolded with a smile: "Tsk, little thing, pay me for the farewell wine."

The little raccoon was already drunk, Jin Ping'er pulled the ear and played tricks on it, Yan Hong looked at Jin Ping'er like this, and suddenly felt reluctance to give up, which made Yan Hong's back feel cold, seeing the mellow wine, Yan Hong Rainbow picked it up, looked up and drank it.

It's hard to understand the grievances, it's hard to guess the words of love, a trip in Nanjiang, a drunk dream, wake up unclear, why not get drunk!

The starlight led the wine to fall, and the mellow kiss kissed the cheeks. Jin Ping'er, who caught a glimpse of it, was amazed. The gentle Yan Hong drank the wine so boldly. Half of a jar of spirits is gone.

Yan Hong's beautiful face was already bright red, and a few strands of wet hair were sticking to her lips, reflecting the brilliance of the stars, with a charming style, Jin Ping'er saw Yan Hong smiling at her, not mocking, not calculating. The degree is exposed, the gentleness reveals the seductive charm, and the golden bottle shakes.

Yan Hong like this is so dangerous!

"Jin Ping'er, don't you want to drink the farewell wine? If you don't want it, give it to me." Yan Hong stretched out her hand to snatch it away.

"I'll drink it!" Jin Ping'er reacted quickly and dodged, drinking the remaining half immediately.

The strong wine entered her throat, it was extremely spicy, Jin Ping'er was not bad at drinking, but the half jar of Miao wine also made her feel a little drunk, Yan Hong didn't react at all except her face was flushed, she calmly watched herself motionless.

"Hong'er, you..." Are you okay?

Before the words were finished, the green brilliance suddenly appeared, and the Qing Lingxian sword jumped out of Yan Hong's hand, and immediately stabbed Jin Ping'er, Jin Ping'er instinctively dodged in surprise, and the blue sword glow followed closely.

Jin Ping'er leaped up, Yan Hong pursued closely, and the Qingling Immortal Sword was fierce.

The two figures of blue and yellow are dancing under the starry sky. When you look carefully, you can see that Huang Ying is a little bit embarrassed, and the alcohol is getting stronger. With the sound of shattering, the skin on Jin Ping'er's chest and waist was already exposed to the air.

"You are not allowed to be called 'Hong'er'!"

Jin Ping'er couldn't take care of her sudden spring, Yan Hong's angry voice had drifted away, her footsteps were unsteady, Jin Ping'er was forced to fall to the ground by Yan Hong, with a "stab" sound, Jin Ping'er's snow-white thigh was exposed.

With the cyan fairy sword resting on her neck, Yan Hong's face was already close in front of her eyes, and the breath she exhaled on her face smelled like wine.

"Did you hear me!"

Following Yan Hong's coquettish drink, the green light flickered for a while, the sword edge on the neck turned into mist and dissipated, the blue air returned to Yan Hong's body, and Yan Hong directly threw herself on Jin Ping'er.

Jin Ping'er half propped up, couldn't help laughing, slightly dizzy, but it didn't bother her. "Hong'er, you are so cute, we are so compatible even with the magic weapon, which proves that we are born-woo,"

The voice disappeared on the lips, Jin Ping'er opened her eyes wide, the temperature on her lips was hot and hot, Yan Hong's eyebrows and eyes were a little bit apart, and in a trance, Yan Hong's eyes were as deep as ink.

The kiss is full of wine, and the long eyelashes are intertwined...

The author has something to say:

Incense Disciple A: Senior Sister Yanhong is drinking!

Incense Disciple B: Senior Sister Yanhong is really drinking!

Incense disciples C, D, E...: Damn!

Li Xun: Oh my god, who gave the wine!

Jin Ping'er: Woo, woo!

Xiu: Jin Ping'er, you, take care!Don't worry, I'll go to the author to help you out, author, author!

Author: Don't make noise, let's go, my old lady is still thinking about the next chapter's ,, and Ji love drama as a waste!

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