Thank you God for your help

"This young master is really extraordinary, not only the inner demon, but also the spiritual consciousness on his body." The black shadow approached as he spoke, stretched out his hand to tease the red-eyed ghost crow on his shoulder, raised his eyes to look at Xuan Chen and smiled Said, "If it weren't for Yu'er's subtle thoughts, the lonely king would never have discovered that this little ghost has a consciousness connected with the Nine Heavens."

After saying that, the ghost crow on his shoulder fluttered its wings as if it understood the master's praise, and raised its head to let out a noisy cry.

Xuan Chen collected his true energy, and stroked the back of Jing Qing's neck with his fingertips.

At this moment, the black figure was already standing under a lantern not far away, and a large red poppy bloomed on the hem of the black brocade robe, which was quite enchanting.

He looked at Xuanchen with a smile, and said in an almost joking tone, "This young man is almost tormented by the demons of his heart, so he must be suffering even from the god who knows the curse, right?"

However, after the black-robed man finished speaking, he saw a golden light flashing from the bottom of Xuan Chen's hand, and directly inserted the two divine senses into Jing Qing's spiritual veins, and in an instant, he suppressed the inner demons under the divine veins, and his energy lasted only a week God, the demons in the heart have the tendency to dissipate.

The black-robed man was full of murderous aura in an instant, and he said fiercely through the gap between his teeth, "Even if you know that the lonely king has not yet stabilized his soul, it would be too unreasonable to give up two divine senses in front of me. The king is in his eyes!"

Feeling that Jing Qing finally had a tendency to be stable, Xuan Chen's tightly locked brows relaxed, and he turned to look at the people outside the pavilion, the coldness in his eyes gradually deepened.

The murderous aura in the black-robed man's blue eyes was like will-o'-the-wisp's fire, but the murderous aura was extinguished in an instant, and a very bewitching smile crept onto his face again, "I heard that a few days ago, the emperor invited me to the Fairy Fair." Zunshen went to the upper realm to discuss the matter of the demon tripod, Yanhua Zunshen should not be so easy to invite."

Xuanchen had no expression on his face, he just said, "Heavenly Emperor appointed, it's not easy to refuse."

The man in the black robe had a half-smile on his face, "The matter of the demon cauldron is an entanglement between the lonely king and the upper realm, and it seems inappropriate for the gods to intervene."

Xuan Chen retracted the two fingers that were pressing on the back of Jing Qing's neck, leaned over and hugged him horizontally, "If you want to ask the Emperor of Heaven, naturally you can't refuse."

After saying that, as soon as the gatha in his hand appeared, the demon tents outside the pavilion shattered, almost at the same time, Xuan Chen appeared in front of the man in black, and the gatha in his hand shone directly on his chest.

The ghost crow that had landed on his shoulder suddenly let out a shrill cry, flew up several feet in a flash, and landed on a high branch.When I looked again, the pair of red pupils had turned blue.

The man in the robe who was standing under the tree had disappeared without a trace.

Xuanchen looked up at the ghost crow that had landed on the branch, and said coldly, "You dared to show your body before you were able to stabilize your primordial spirit. It seems that you have never put this deity in your eyes."

When Jing Qing woke up, the first thing she saw was the mountain cloud patterns embroidered with silver silk on the plain white brocade robe in front of her, and then she looked up to see the three crow feathers coming towards her.The light and fluffy bird feathers in the past came through the air as if carrying the momentum of cutting mountains and rocks at this moment. What's more, this thing made no sound at all!

The god didn't seem to notice it, Jing Qing was in a daze, before he had time to think about it, he wrapped his forearm tightly around Xuanchen's big acupoint on the back of his neck.

Almost at the same time, a crow's feather was nailed into his forearm with such force that Jing Qing could almost hear the sound of his bones cracking.Seeing that the other two crow feathers sank straight into Xuanchen's lower back, he couldn't help taking a deep breath.

Xuanchen's steps faltered inaudibly, and then he stood up.

"Are you alright?" Jing Qing leaned on Xuanchen's shoulder, only feeling a pain from her forearm to her heart, her eyes turned black, and she almost died again. She said a word very hard, almost like a voice.

"It's okay." Xuanchen changed the position of holding Jing Qing without any trace, freed up a hand to comfort him and rubbed the top of his hair, then pressed the man into his arms, and said softly, "Go to sleep for a while , it will be fine soon."

Jing Qing only felt a gust of fresh air pouring into her spirit veins, and then lost consciousness.

Xuan Chen closed his eyes slightly, his fingering changed, and the palm seal flashed, forming a water-blue barrier around his body.Soon the two crow feathers that had sunk into his lower back slowly retreated, turning into dust and smoke.

Only then did he slowly open his eyes. He had just returned to his spiritual consciousness for the first time, and he didn't realize that there was still a mechanism in the forest. If Jing Qing hadn't protected a big hole for him, he might not be able to get out of this hell for a while.

When Jing Qing finally regained consciousness, the first thing she felt was the familiar cool aroma around her, and then, someone was holding her forearm, and her fingers stopped in one place to rub gently.

The heat burned from the back of her neck to the tips of her ears, and she struggled again and again, Jing Qing's heart sank: "What should come must come" thinking about it, she opened her eyes with a blushing face.

Unexpectedly, when he opened his eyes, he collided with Xuan Chen's eyes.

"woke up?"

This low sound was accompanied by a smile, which made Jing Qing's heart skip a beat.He nodded in embarrassment, and hurriedly looked away.

The god seemed to have changed his clothes, it was still plain white brocade robe, but this one had black brocade cloud patterns added to the waist and cuffs.Only then did Jing Qing remember the three crow feathers, and suddenly she woke up like a dream, and hurriedly asked, "Is your injury okay?!"

Xuan Chen seemed to be stunned for a moment, but soon came back to his senses, but he didn't answer the words, and slowly bent down to look at him, and then said, "It doesn't matter."

Xuanchen's eyes were still as deep as ancient wells, but there was a smile in his eyes, which caused Jing Qing's heart to throb, he fixedly looked at the god in front of him, and couldn't move his eyes any longer.

"Why do you want to protect a big hole for me?" The voice was low and deep, and it was nice to hear some smiles. Jing Qing opened his mouth, but he really didn't know what to say.

Seeing his bewildered look, Xuan Chen found it funny, stretched out his hand to gently cover his eyes, and wrapped his arms into his arms.

For a moment, the surroundings were completely dark, but the cool fragrance in the nose carried the temperature of this person's body, but it was [-]% real.

Jing Qing felt that her heart was about to jump out of her chest, and a pair of trembling hands climbed up Xuan Chen's back uncontrollably. After hesitating again and again, Jing Qing closed her eyes and gave up on herself. He tightened his fingers on Xuanchen's shoulder.

Xuan Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and then tightened his arms around Jing Qing's waist as if in agreement.

For a moment, all the gaps between the two disappeared, and the chests were pressed against each other, and the two hearts were inevitably stuck together. Only then did Jing Qing feel Xuan Chen's heartbeat, which was calm and powerful, and gradually made him feel at ease. My mind finally became clearer.

However, thinking of the posture of the two of them, Jing Qing's face became hot, and he immediately retracted the hand on Jing Qing's shoulder, turned his face away slightly, and changed the topic awkwardly: "The people in the underworld..."

Xuan Chen also got up, sat on the edge of the bed, straightened his clothes, and said calmly, "It's Cangdu."

"The Demon God Cangdu?!" Jing Qing only felt a gloomy air behind her, and said in horror, "Didn't he lose his soul a long time ago?!"

Chance ([-])

Cang Du is an evil god, born in the North Sea of ​​Xuanming, and masters all demons and evil spirits.He once personally led the demon soldiers three times to directly violate the upper realm, and entered Cangwu from Yuyuan.The upper realm retreated all the way, and the Emperor of Heaven had to personally supervise the battle in the field of Cangwu, and fought hard for 49 days for seven to seven days before finally scattering Cangdu's soul in Cangwuyuan.

In this battle alone, almost half of the gods in the upper realm were consumed, and the vitality of the Heavenly Emperor was seriously injured.

Xuanchen nodded, and said, "It's good to disperse the soul. The seven souls are dispersed, and the primordial spirit is separated into two places, which are sealed by the Emperor of Heaven in the upper realm. The evil pagoda was unsealed, and the remnant souls entered Xuanming again, and the demon world began to search for the scattered seven souls, and only then did the demon cauldron appear in the world once every 1 years."

Jing Qing was horrified: "So the purpose of the Demon Cauldron is to...refine Cangdu's soul?!"

Xuanchen said, "It's not all. Cangdu Yuanshen wakes up once every 500 years. Only then can I know where my remaining soul is. It’s all about pleasing Cangdu.”

"Is it really possible to find those remnant souls?" Jing Qing used to only know that the primordial spirit can be dispersed and then protected and raised. However, the soul is very fragile, and it is often exhausted when the soul is dispersed, that is, after the soul is dispersed. He couldn't spell a few spells even if he started immediately, not to mention this remnant soul that has been scattered for tens of thousands of years.

Xuanchen nodded, "The sky is a demon god, and the soul lives the same as the heaven and the earth. Even if it is dispersed, it will just melt into the heaven and earth. The reunion of the remnant soul is only a matter of time."

Jing Qing listened, and wanted to sit up, but felt the world spinning for a while, and was immediately held down by Xuan Chen, "Don't move around."

After finishing speaking, she pressed her two fingers on his veins and let in the spiritual power. Only then did Jing Qing feel that her brain had stabilized again, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Xuanchen led Jing Qing for a week, before he opened his mouth and said, "There is evil poison on the crow feather, I just gave you medicine, Guisi's body moves slowly, and it will take a while to completely dissolve the residual poison." For a while." After finishing speaking, he touched Jing Qing's forehead with his fingertips, "Sleep for a while, and you'll be fine when you wake up."

Jing Qing was stunned for a while when she woke up, there was no sign of Xuan Chen in the room, and what happened just now was too unreal, which made Jing Qing very dazed.Jing Qing got up to go out, thinking vaguely, it seemed that the events of the past few days always gave him this unreal feeling, like a dream, which made him feel very anxious.

If what Gu Yangqing said is true, he is running out of time, then he must fish these things out of his fantasy, no matter whether it is his own wishful thinking or not.

All the way to talk, but after passing the corridor, Jingqing was timid again, her heart beat faster, her face flushed and she struggled for a while, she still couldn't move her legs, she turned around and sat down on the steps in front of the hall, her hands resting on her head A burst of scratching: "Ahhhhhhhh..."

He really didn't dare to say anything.

It's because I'm afraid that if I open my mouth, all the ambiguity will turn into nothingness and disappear into a big dream.

There was moonlight falling outside the corridor, and the sky was brightly illuminated. Jing Qing watched the moonlight in front of him gradually lost his mind, and suddenly remembered what Gu Yangqing had said to him in Guan Yi, and began to think slowly in his mind. About the matter of Princess Luoqing.

This Qiantang Qinghe gate has been in full swing in the mortal world for thousands of years, even ordinary people who do not practice martial arts know the name of Qiantang Qinghe.Many wealthy people thought of ways to send their children to Qinghe's sect, just to get a watermark.There are even more rumors about Qinghemen in the market, and there are everywhere in the streets and alleys, taverns and teahouses, so he has heard of this princess.

This Princess Luoqing is the daughter of Lord Donghai, with the golden halo of the dragon clan, she was born as a high-ranking immortal, and her appearance is needless to say. In the past, he had listened to countless wandering monks who came to watch and place orders. What kind of beauty is Princess Luoqing?

Such a female fairy can fall in love with the god at first sight at the fairy meeting, let alone how many secret hearts she has in secret.

The fairies in the upper realm are all outstanding in appearance. If the gods are indifferent to this, they will have nothing to say about this mere ghost.

If it wasn't for respecting the gods and delicacies from mountains and seas and wanting to taste simple tea and light meals occasionally, it would be because he reminded the old man of the past and the glorious years.

It was very depressing to think about it this way, but Jing Qing still felt that if she really said it, it would be more likely that her soul would be scattered immediately.

Sighing, he came back to his senses, the moonlight was just right in front of his eyes, but the water hall is a water hall after all, even if he sat in the water for a long time, he still felt the coolness in the hall.Jing Qing shrunk her neck, and was about to get up and walk back in despair, but she felt the warmth behind her, and she was directly wrapped by a white robe from behind.

"It's cold in the water hall." Xuan Chen said, closing Jing Qing's outer robe, and sat down beside him, "What are you doing sitting here?"

Jing Qing laughed dryly, "Just come out to get some air..." As he spoke, he was about to take off the clothes that Xuan Chen had just put on him, "It's not early..." Before he could finish a sentence, he asked Xuan Chen to hold him down. up.

The strength on his shoulders suddenly increased, and he was forced to sit back again.

Jing Qing: "..."

Xuanchen put one arm on his knees, looked at him with a smirk, and said, "You came out to sit here at night just to distract this deity?"

"No, no, I..." Jing Qing hurriedly wanted to explain, but the god said leisurely, "What is that for?"

"..." Jing Qing realized that she had slipped into a trap again.

There was no way to avoid it, but he still raised his head to meet the gaze of the god.The tragic emotion in her heart, like a hero's sacrifice, surfaced again. Jing Qing took a deep breath and said, "Respect God... did you mistook me for someone?"

"Why do you think so?"

Xuan Chen's face was still very calm when he spoke, Jing Qing bit his lower lip and looked at him for a while, finally sighed, and said all the thoughts in his heart just now: "Among the female fairies in the upper realm, there is no such thing as yearning for gods. A small number of people, despite those shameful appearances, came to say to a dead person like me... In that case, if it weren't for the fact that I have a little resemblance to the person in the heart of the gods, I would really Can't think of any other explanation."

Xuan Chen looked at him and said calmly, "It's not just a little, it's all of it."

Jing Qing froze for a moment, then lowered her head to avoid the gaze of the god.The moonlight outside seemed to be a bit shifted, and now a piece of it fell on his robe, he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, as if trying to pick up the moonlight, and then laughed dryly, "That's a coincidence. "

Xuan Chen looked at the absent-minded person beside him and shook his head helplessly, with a smile in his eyes again, he said, "Yes, it's a coincidence." Then he pinched Jing Qing's chin and forced him to raise his face slightly, leaning over posted it.

Jing Qing's eyes widened wide and round in a blink of an eye—it was that kind of cool soft touch again.

Xuan Chen only touched Jing Qing's lips lightly, then stood up slightly and widened the distance between the two of them. Looking at Jing Qing who was stunned in front of him, he couldn't help laughing, rubbed his fingertips on Jing Qing's lips, and said in a warm voice, "Jing Qing."

This was the first time Jing Qing heard the god calling her name, her brain was jolted, and she became sober.With the heart beating like a drum in his ears, he gathered himself together and stammered, "Respect, reverence God..."

Xuanchen said, "I have already said this clearly and secretly before, if you don't make it clear today, I'm afraid you won't understand it in this lifetime."

"You are special, I want to be close and keep you by my side."

"After experiencing the catastrophe, I have few desires. This is the first time I have felt for you in thousands of years, so there has never been anyone else, and it has only been you from beginning to end."

Xuan Chen paused, Jing Qing looked at him without blinking, the eyes that looked like ancient water for thousands of years had completely faded from the coldness, and the eyes were as gentle and tender as moonlight.

Jing Qing looked at him and could hardly move his eyes away, Xuan Chen hooked the corners of his lips, and wrapped him in his arms in a bent posture, buried his face in his neck and took a breath, and said slowly, "Or , you are the first person to make me think."

The breath is full of that kind of cold fragrance that seems to be absent, and Xuanchen's voice is low and deep, and the chest vibrates slightly with the pronunciation of the words.

Jing Qing's body was stiff, and her heart couldn't beat anymore.

Not long after, he heard his own voice trembling: "When will I re-enter reincarnation?"

Then came the voice of the god: "If you will, never will."

Jing Qing buried her face in Xuanchen's chest, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.His eyes were sore, and his voice seemed to be crying, which sounded very embarrassing.However, he didn't care about all this, he just felt that Xuan Chen's arms around his waist were slowly tightening.

He heard his own voice again amidst the beating of his heart.

"I can't ask for it."

Last night was so unreal that when Jing Qing got up in the morning, she was still thinking about how she returned to the back palace.But again and again to no avail.

Xuan Chen's outer robe was laid aside, Jing Qing stared at it for a while, then turned over and jumped on it.All of a sudden, the nose was filled with the cool fragrance of the god, and the corners of the lips that were drawn up could not be suppressed, and the grin became bigger and bigger, which had a tendency to develop into a smirk.

Jing Qing himself couldn't figure out why he was so happy. It was the first time he had encountered such a feeling that his heart was covered with honey in the past 20 years.

The hooked corners of his lips were finally pressed back after washing, but when he looked up and saw the face with spring brows in the mirror, he was still shocked, and immediately jumped back to the table and poured two cups of strong tea go down.The tea has been steeped on the table overnight, and now it is the most fermented time, the taste of bitterness hits the head and face in the mouth, it is boundless and straight to the heart, almost comparable to the bowl of muddy soup in the underworld.

Jing Qing's face immediately became serious.

Chance ([-])

Holding the robe and walking through the corridor, Jing Qing was still in front of the painting table in the quiet room when he found the god.Jing Qing stood at the door, hesitating whether to step in, when the god put down his pen.

"Why, dare not enter this door?"

Xuan Chen's voice was still faint, but this time there was a hint of teasing in it.Jing Qing felt a surge of joy in her heart, tried her best to suppress the corners of her mouth that were about to turn up again, and walked in with her robe in her arms, with a solemn and elegant expression.Standing beside the god, he said solemnly, "Come to return the clothes, I'm afraid I will disturb the god's elegance."

Xuan Chen turned his head to look at him, and then picked up his pen again, "What do you think of this painting?"

Jing Qing was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly remembered the feat she had done when she first arrived. Immediately, her scalp became numb, and she was bored for a long time. Finally, she laughed dryly, "It's really wonderful."

Xuanchen said, "Is there anything else?" He handed over the pen tube as he spoke, "What else can I teach you?"

Jing Qing felt that it would be better to be honest in this situation, so he immediately admitted his cowardice graciously, and said sincerely, "Dear God, I'm talking nonsense, last time I didn't know what I was thinking and said The pen was taken over, in fact, the Taoist master only taught me to draw symbols on the mountain before, and I really don’t know how to draw anything other than symbols.”

Xuan Chen: "..."

While talking, he also thought of the bastard he drew in the Taoist priest's quiet room, and felt that it should be the most mature painting he had done in the 20 years of his childhood.

After hearing what he said, Xuan Chen shook his head lightly, not knowing whether it was helplessness or something else, then took another piece of paper and spread it on the case, and stuffed the pen barrel into Jing Qing's hand.

"I saw that your handwriting was a bit strong before, and it was easy to practice drawing. How about this deity teaching you personally this time?"

Jing Qing was still in a daze, and was immediately pulled into his arms by Xuan Chen from behind.One hand was looped around his waist, and the other held his hand that was holding on to the barrel of the pen.

Jing Qing suddenly felt her ears burning again.

Facts have proved that Jing Qing did not have any difficulties in learning to paint. Xuan Chen only taught a few brushwork techniques by himself at the beginning, and then he just stood quietly behind Jing Qing and let him draw by himself.

In just a few hours, there are already signs of mountains and rivers in Jing Qing's works.

Finally, the last stroke was made, Jing Qing picked up the pen and went to the case, looked at the mountains and rivers in the painting carefully for a while, then let out a long sigh of relief, and put down the pen in satisfaction.

Xuanchen stood aside and handed over the teacup, and said lightly, "Drink water."

Jing Qing was busy appreciating her own masterpiece, which was much higher than the bastard who wrote the inscription on the wall back then, and she was full of emotions in her heart. She didn't wake up when she heard this sound, but just turned her head slightly, just like Xuanchen's hand Take a sip of the tea in the cup.

Xuan Chen was stunned for a moment, and then a smile slowly appeared in his eyes.

Seeing the cup in Xuan Chen's hand, Jing Qing blinked, then smashed her mouth again, only then did she realize what a rebellious thing she had just done.So he immediately started stuttering again: "Zen, Zun God, I just did it purely unintentionally..."

Xuan Chen took a sip of the tea in his cup and said calmly, "Really?"

The tone was calm, and the movement of drinking tea was also flowing.

But the cup in the god's hand was very glaring in his eyes, his face turned red and then white, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the half-hearted smile in the god's eyes. To snatch it, but Xuanchen turned slightly to avoid it.

I saw the deity facing him, pinching the cup on his fingertips and turning it slowly, a pair of thin lips were imprinted on the water stains that fell when he just drank water.

"You..." Jing Qing was stunned for two seconds, her face burning up.

"What?" Xuan Che Shi Shiran stood back beside Jing Qing, bowed his head and asked, "I'm just drinking some tea, what are you excited about?"

"..." Jing Qing was at a loss for words when he asked him such a question, and it took him a long time to dryly smile and shake her head, "It's nothing, nothing..."

Before he finished speaking, his lips were sealed by Xuan Chen, and he licked it again after kissing, and said with a smile, "It really tastes better like this."

However, Jing Qing didn't know what his brain was under this shock, and just after the shock was settled, his hands shook like sifting chaff, and he blurted out, "You don't want to eat people, do you?!"

Xuan Chen was stunned for a moment, then his eyes darkened, he pursed his thin lips and stared at Jing Qing for a long time, then said gloomyly, "Yes." After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and came back to make up for it, "I wish I could eat you."

So Jing Qing hid in the apse all afternoon under the pretext of practicing painting and dared not go out.

But even under the premise that the apse was quiet and undisturbed, Jing Qing couldn't draw a few strokes in the afternoon.My mind is flying around, and I can think of that god no matter what I do.

While Jing Qing put herself in front of the case, she hoped that she would turn around and see the god Shi Shiran walking in.Thinking in such a mess, I unconsciously started to stare at the paper in a daze, and at the same time vaguely sketched the god in my heart.Landscape-like eyebrows, narrow eyes, straight nose, thin lips.

Jing Qing thought for a while, then woke up suddenly, looking at the two fragmented poems written at some unknown time in front of her eyes:

No one in the world is limited, only for you.

Embarrassed, he picked up a pen and scribbled on the paper: "What are you thinking!!"

After finally settling my heart down, I drew a picture, and when I looked up, the night pearl on the wall was already lit up.

Jing Qing stared blankly at the darkness outside the window, then got up and began to clean up the ink mess on the table.

"It seems that it's time for me to come." Xuan Chen's voice suddenly sounded behind him, he was startled, turned around and saw Xuan Chen pushing the door in.

Jing Qing had already thought about this scene countless times this afternoon alone, so that when she saw Xuan Chen coming in, Jing Qing froze and didn't move, just blinked, and the first thought that popped up in her heart was: this time I want to It's quite real.

Xuan Chen walked up to the desk, glanced at the paintings on top and the incomplete manuscripts beside him, an imperceptible smile appeared in his eyes, he reached out to help Jing Qing tidy up the desk, and picked up a food box from nowhere come out.

Jing Qing hasn't eaten for many days, and she's used to being hungry for a long time. Fortunately, Gui Siban's half-yin and half-yang body is still healthy, and there are no symptoms of jumping up and down all the time.I thought that I was not far away from sipping the dew, but as soon as the food box was opened, the aroma of the food rushed to my face, Jing Qing immediately felt a burst of emptiness in his stomach, and he realized that he was wrong.

Looking at the five or six plates, big and small, Jing Qing's eyes lit up, and he sincerely praised, "The gods have a deep understanding of people's hearts and mastery of martial arts, and no one in the world can match them!"

Xuan Chen didn't speak, just handed him a pair of chopsticks, and sat down opposite Jing Qing.He took out a jug of wine from under the food box, filled it himself, and pointed to the other wine cup in the food box to look at him, "Do you still want to drink?"

Jing Qing thought about it a few times, but still reached out and took out the wine cup inside, raised Xuanchen in the air, and said solemnly, "I will give up my life to accompany the gentleman."

When Jing Qing was pouring the wine, she thought in her heart that even if she was drunk again this time, the bastard she drew might look better.

However, the wine was still wine, and there was not much food on the table, and Xuan Chen tricked her into drinking two cups of wine. Jing Qing watched the god in front of her sway for a while, and then fell into pieces.

Xuan Chen looked at the person opposite from swaying from left to right to sitting at his desk, the corners of his lips curled up again.Ticking a seal on his fingertips, he cleaned up the things on the case, got up and went to Jing Qing's side.

Jing Qing leaned over the table, the corners of her eyes and lips were tinged with a scarlet color that she had never seen before.Xuanchen looked at it for a while, stretched out his fingertips to trace along the end of his eyes, bent over and hugged him horizontally, and went to the side of the cool couch.

Jing Qing was very peaceful all the way, but when she touched the couch, her eyes opened.

The fundus of his eyes was crimson from the steam of wine, and the eyes were also glistening with water.He opened his eyes and stared at the god in front of him for a while, then suddenly grinned happily, got up and hugged Xuanchen's neck and leaned towards him, and kissed him with a bang.Then hang on Xuanchen's body like an octopus, and never let go.

Xuanchen couldn't help but sit up, lowered his head to tease the person hanging on his body, and said, "Do you know who I am?"

Jing Qing hummed a few times, and seemed to be rather reluctant to mumble, "Xuanchen."

Seeing his reluctance, Xuan Chen came up with another matter, lowered his head and whispered in Jing Qing's ear, "Why don't you want to reincarnate?"

Jing Qing closed her eyes, frowned, and after a while, said slowly, "I don't want to forget you."

Xuan Chen was stunned for a moment, then raised the corners of his lips, with a soft look in his eyes.He stretched out his hand to cover up the luster of the night pearl in the room, and directly lay down with the person hanging on him.

If you don't want to let go, just keep holding it.

Because of the drinking last night, Jing Qing slept soundly all night, and when she woke up early in the morning, she was very comfortable, and felt inexplicably happy when the Lingtai was not yet clear, and habitually rubbed her face aside before opening her eyes.

It's okay to not move, but when he moved, he felt that something seemed wrong.

What he touched was not like soft things like bedding and pillows.

Jing Qing frowned slightly, but still didn't open her eyes, and stood aside again.

"Did you sleep well?" The man's voice was hoarse and slowly rang above his head, with a kind of laziness rarely seen on weekdays.

However, this warm voice sounded like thunder to Jing Qing, not only broke out in a cold sweat, but also mercilessly dragged him out of his dream in the clouds.

I just remembered that I drank wine with this god last night, and now... Jing Qing opened her eyes in fear, and what came into view was the complicated dark patterns on the white brocade robe.

Trying to move, Jing Qing immediately found that she was not only lying in the arms of that god, but also hanging on him like an octopus.

Jing Qing: ...

After a burst of lightning and thunder in his mind, the five bold words Jiu Zhuang, Cowardly, and Courage popped out of his mind again.

For a moment, Jing Qing wanted to stuff herself into a crack in the ground, the arms and legs wrapped around the statue didn't move or move.He froze, and stuttered again when his words lived up to expectations.

"Respect, respect God..."

Xuan Chen raised his head with one hand, straightened Jing Qing's messy hair at the temples with the other, and then put his arm on Jing Qing's back, and pinched it a few times as it should.

"You were the one who stopped me from leaving last night, why don't you dare to move now?"

Jing Qing: "..."

He doesn't have the slightest impression of what happened after he drank two glasses of wine last night, but this sleeping position undoubtedly shows that he did it first.

Jing Qing's forehead twitched three times. As for how he stopped this god last night, he felt very confused when he thought of the house of bastards he drew before.Fortunately, I cleaned up the pen and ink on the table early last night, so I wouldn't write a few pens on this god's brocade robe on the spur of the moment.

Chance ([-])

Jing Qing was trying to untangle himself, but someone suddenly injected his true energy into the upper part of his lower back, and immediately felt a numb and sore feeling like an electric shock climbed up his vertebrae and approached the spiritual platform, causing him to jump up and sit up with a cry of surprise. , the movement was so quick that Xuan Chen blocked it with his hand so as not to roll directly to the bed.

Jing Qing, who was sitting firmly on the edge of the bed, had just recovered from the shock, but reflected that the god who was looking at him had already got up Shi Shiran, straightened his clothes and walked forward, stretched out his hand to rub the top of his hair, and smiled like a spring breeze , "Come out after packing up, there are still things to go out today."

Jing Qing was confused by this laugh, watched the god go out, Jing Qing blinked twice, and suddenly realized that she just let the perpetrator run away.

"..."

Soon, the two of them landed in a shallow mountain outside the city. Jing Qing ran a lot in such a shallow mountain, and his scalp felt numb when he saw the familiar scenery in front of him.Although I thought Guisi's job was acceptable before, but after being comfortable these days, I really don't want to work now.Can't help but take two quick steps to follow the god, and asked tentatively, "The god brought me out this time to collect the soul?"

"Of course not, it's just to take you out for a walk." Xuan Chen turned to look at him, "You still need to raise your body for a few more days."

After Jing Qing listened, her face instantly changed from a gloomy one to a radiant one.

At the foot of the mountain, you can see the majestic city wall not far away, but when you get closer, you can see the word "Tian Lian" shining golden on the city gate, which still makes him stunned for a while.You must know that spending money like running water is definitely not a joke here.Before Jing Qing went down the mountain, he heard people talk about this luxurious place comparable to the upper world, and it was called "a hundred thousand dollars in one day".

But the god obviously didn't think much about the two big golden characters, so he went straight into the city.

Jing Qing followed Xuanchen all the way, at first he was a little bit apprehensive, but later saw that the scenery in the city was not as he had imagined before, full of gold and jade inlays, but the layout was orderly and elegant, even the ostentatious inn in front of him was romantic. The rhyme is borrowed, without any smell of copper.

This surprised him.

The furnishings in the inn are simple and exquisite, with a faint fragrance and fresh air. Everything you can see is something of some price: white jade coral, agarwood wooden tables and tables, and even the Qing offerings on the case are planted in high-quality azure porcelain vases.

While Jing Qing was looking around, Xuan Chen had already paid the bill.Naturally, the owner of the inn has seen many people in the world, and he managed it very well. Soon, a servant led the way and led the two of them into the backyard to stay.Then a few more people neatly placed more than a dozen plates of dim sum cake soup on the table in one go, and the head boy made a bow, "The two young masters came by coincidence, today is the birthday of the old owner of the shop, these people in the pastry and pastry shop Everyone has a share, and the small ones are specially sent here."

Before Jing Qing could thank him, the young man bowed again, and several of them retreated quickly and neatly.

Jing Qing looked at the dozen or so delicate and exquisite dishes on the table, then at the line of servants who had retreated, and finally turned to look at Xuanchen.

There was still no ripple on Xuan Chen's face, he pointed at the various foods on the table, "Taste and see."

Although the situation on the table is bluffing, the bowls and plates are all small and can't hold many things, but there are many fancy styles.Jing Qing picked out some dishes with chopsticks and tasted a few mouthfuls, then suddenly raised her head, "You brought me here just for the old club's birthday, right?"

"Of course not," Xuan Chen laughed, reached out to take the chopsticks in his hand and tasted a few.This movement is very natural, as if he didn't see a pair of chopsticks in his hand.

"I have something to do, but I still have to go to the Upper Realm first. The feng shui in Tianlian City has been changed, and there are few evil spirits. In addition, there are many places to play and enjoy in the city. You will feel better here." Xuan Chen said Reaching out and handing the chopsticks back, he squeezed his wrist.

"Don't take it off." Jing Qing spoke before him, and the god had to say this sentence almost every time before parting.

Xuan Chen glanced at him, put a money bag in Jing Qing's arms, and said in Jing Qing's ear in a bent posture, "Don't run around, wait for me in the city." After saying that, he disappeared.

He was very familiar with this money bag, this was the one that Xuanchen threw to him the first time he stayed at the inn, the peacock blue satin was flat embroidered with crane patterns in silver thread, it was small and delicate but it was quite heavy.

Jing Qing was disturbed by the cool fragrance of the money belt, and thought about it for a while. On the one hand, he was really grateful to the god for giving him such an excellent opportunity to feel the sensuality in a majestic manner, but on the other hand, he was very grateful.