Long Aotian is not happy today

Amidst the laughter, the "First Tianma Renxiu Large-scale Double Selection Friendship Party" carefully planned by Hangshi slowly kicked off amidst the fragrance of flowers.

The registration scene was extremely popular, and groups from both parties showed great interest in this unique gathering, so that Hang Shi had to recruit several strong men to help him maintain order at the scene.

The first project is "two people with three legs".

Ning Hong was originally sent to the finish line by Hang Xiao, and symbolically pulled up a red rope, preparing to record the list of winners.

But when the project was about to start, a hand suddenly reached out from the side, and secretly tugged at Ning Hong's sleeve.

Ning Hong turned around——

But I saw Hang Xiao shrunk behind the crowd, holding a red ribbon in his hand, his eyes were shining brightly, and he looked at him without blinking.

"Hour, what is this for?"

Pointing to the red string in his lover's hand, Ning Hong laughed softly: "You won't be... intending to guard yourself and take part in these events, right?"

"Look at what you said, how can you call yourself a prisoner?"

Hang Xiao raised his eyebrows in disapproval, blinked his beautiful phoenix eyes, and said solemnly: "I'm afraid that they won't know how to play, and they won't be able to let go. We have to join a team of our own to set an example for others. We just happen to be alone Renxiu, a heavenly demon, also meets the registration requirements."

What to set an example.

Obviously he wants to play.

This person was speaking high-sounding words, but he didn't know how excited his expression was, his eyes were as bright as fire, and he looked greedy.

Ning Hong shook his head with a smile, and lightly pinched Hang Shi's cheek, then his long sleeve fell down to catch the other end of the red thread in Hang Shi's hand.

After being pinched, Hang Xiao's cheeks were slightly red, but he was not angry. He still urged enthusiastically: "Go, go, go to the starting point, it will start soon."

"You've got to tie the rope first."

Ning Hong squatted down, tied the red rope around Hang Xiao and his own legs, hooked and pulled with his slender fingers, and tied a beautiful knot.

Immediately afterwards, he stood up and wrote lightly: "It's only a child, but the sensitivity and reaction speed of a cultivator are far stronger than ordinary people. Have you considered this?"

"……Well?"

"Didn't you think about it?" Ning Hong was slightly taken aback, "Then... have you played this project before?"

Hearing Ning Hong's question, Hang Xiaoxiao suddenly blushed and blinked his eyes.

In his previous life, he spent all his time working crazily, so how could he have the energy to play social games?

But you can’t say that to Ning Hong, Suihang curled his lips in disdain, waved his hand and said: "Oh, don't worry, I have never eaten pork, and I have seen pigs running! Don't worry, this project is the most test of tacit understanding, we two Sure win!"

Ning Hong: "..."

My dear, have you forgotten that the purpose of our participation is to mobilize the enthusiasm of others, not to win by ourselves!

But he was dragged by the wrist by Hang Shi, and he ran forward like the wind, with red silk fluttering under his feet, and Hang Shi's black hair swayed behind him, and the silk-like hair fluttered, sweeping over the corner of Ning Hong's mouth.

Seeing his lover's flushed cheeks with excitement, Ning Hong's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately swallowed what he hadn't said.

Ok.

If the hour wants to win, then they will win.

……

The two stood at the starting point, waiting sternly, just waiting for the starting sound.

Hang hour leaned close to Ning Hong's ear, and whispered softly: "Everyone is very well coordinated, and you may not be able to tell the difference at first. Let's run for a while, and then you can pick me up to open their eyes and watch the game. An alternative way of playing..."

While speaking, an elder in the distance emitted spiritual pressure and shouted loudly: "The game begins!"

Upon hearing the order, a group of teenagers and girls rushed out like cannonballs, and the spiritual flow stirred up, setting off a strong wind.

"Run!" Hang Xiao grabbed Ning Hong's shoulder, "Don't forget to hug me for a while, and for a while..."

"However, when I was young, it seems that now... we don't need to set an example."

Ning Hong gave a wry smile, and raised his finger to point to the front, a man and a woman riding a horse.

His gaze followed the direction of Ning Hong's fingers, and Hang Xiao's eyes widened in astonishment——

But not far away, dust was flying, and a handsome demon man held another girl in a green skirt in his arms, stepping on the sand waves under his feet, as if there was a wind blowing, he strode forward quickly and strode forward.

This brain is too active, right? !

Showing affection, actually showing it ahead of her?

It’s tolerable, it’s unbearable!

An inexplicable restlessness welled up in his chest, and Hang Xiao kept patting Ning Hong's shoulder, urging: "Hurry up, hurry up, let's go too, we can't lose to them!"

Ning Hong followed his words and hugged his lover by the waist.

But as No.1 set an example, others followed suit. Hang Xiao and Ning Hong were half a beat behind, and it was already difficult to show their advantages by virtue of this.

Seeing the heavenly demon riding Juechen in the distance, the girl in the green dress flushed, nestled on his chest, and smiled at the large army behind, Hang Xiao always felt that his heart was blocked.

Just at this time, Ning Hong grabbed his sleeve, and his low and mellow voice was like a clear spring, and he said slowly: "When I was young, I still have a way, maybe I can win, do you want to try?"

Hang Hour's eyes lit up: "Yes!"

Ning Hong raised his hand to make a tactic, and the black mist gushed out, heading straight to the end point in the distance, turning into a long and slender corridor.

Hearing the sound, the running boys and girls suddenly turned their heads——

But seeing the dense fog churning, a mighty black dragon jumped out of it, raised its head high, and roared in the air!

There are two people on the back of the black dragon.

One is dressed in white like snow, the other is in black robes, and the sun shines generously, covering them with a layer of gold rim. In the halo, the two look back at each other, smile slightly, with indescribable warmth.

……

The second item, eat cookies.

There are no biscuits in the world of Omen. Hang Xiao dug some nettle tree roots. The two players in the game need to bite off a piece of tree root from both sides. The one with the shortest time and the least remaining part wins.

"When I was young, this... shall we not participate?" Ning Hong looked at the number of nettle trees hanging high, and smiled wryly.

"Why don't you participate?" Hang Xiao was gearing up, "Brother Ning, this game is easy to say, as long as we kiss and eat all the roots, we will definitely win."

"But……"

"No, but Brother Ning, we have to set an example for others! Those people are shy, maybe they have secretly developed feelings for each other, but they dare not pierce the last layer of cellophane—we have to tell them how to win this game! "

Seeing that Hang Xiao was very persistent, Ning Hong shook his head helplessly, and had no choice but to follow him to the battle stage.

The nettle tree roots hanging in the sky are swaying slowly, and the position is very delicately chosen, which is exactly the height of the lips of the two of them.

Hang Shih raised his jaw high, arrogant and arrogant, and only heard an order from a distance, he flew forward and bit the root of the nettle tree——

A bitter breath immediately swept through the mouth.

It's like smashing Coptis chinensis, mixing it with silt and sand, and stirring it evenly in the water of white snake grass. The root that Hang Shi bitten off is still choked in his throat, but his stomach has raised the banner of protest, making him nauseous He vomited twice, almost spitting it all out in one gulp.

Too, too unpalatable!

Hang Hour pinched his neck with one hand, his face was flushed, and he looked in disbelief at the other half of nettle tree roots hanging in front of him.

Is this what the Heavenly Demons have relied on for decades?

On the other side, Ning Hong shook his head helplessly: "Oh, when I was young, I told you not to play this game."

After saying that, he turned his head slightly, bit the remaining half of the Xun tree root in his mouth, and kissed Hang Shih's lips with lightning speed.

The tip of the tongue rolled around in the mouth, and skillfully picked out the half of the tree root that Hang Xiao hadn't swallowed. Ning Hong chewed it a few times and swallowed it all.

Afterwards, he raised his long and narrow eyebrows, and gave Hang Xiao a meaningful smile.

Hang Xiao touched his slightly hot cheek and pursed his lips.

Just at this time, a shout came from not far away: "The game is over, the Heiqing team wins!"

Hang Hour: "???"

Fuck, how is it possible that someone is faster than them?

He turned his head quickly, but his eyes were dazzled by the dazzling sunlight behind him—under the sunlight, a man and a woman were kissing passionately not far away. Shining brightly.

That's the winning team.

In other words, when Hang Xiao was stuck in the throat by the nettle tree root, Fang Fang had already eaten the tree root and quickly understood the true meaning of the game.

……

In the third game, tear off the name tag.

This time Hang Xiao refused to participate any more.

Where is there any need for an example, this group of demon cultivators are very shrewd, with a lot of yellow and violent thoughts in their heads!

Hang Xiao sat on the sand dune, crossed his legs, and looked at the battle below comfortably, with laughter and laughter flying all over the sky, beside him were swaying glazed flowers, whose hearts were transparent and pure, reflecting the colorful luster.

He sat on the sidelines in satisfaction for a while, and suddenly seemed to remember something, raised his elbow and poked Ning Hong's waist: "I almost forgot, we are the winners of the first round of the game, so there is no reward?"

Ning Hong grabbed the wrist he was protruding over, rubbed his fingertips lightly, and said calmly: "...We are not counted in the quota, and the reward has been awarded to the No.2 team."

"Then how can I do it?" Hang Xiao turned over and threw Ning Hong into the sea of ​​flowers, "I worked so hard to win the first place, but I didn't even get a reward?"

Hard work?

Ning Hong snickered, thinking that it was the black dragon who contributed the most, why was it so hard for hours?

But facing his lover's sly gaze, Ning Hong thought for a moment, raised his hand to wrap Hang Shi's shoulders, and pulled him into his arms.

"Give you a reward, give you all."

The magnetic laughter sounded in the ear, like knocking on ice and jade, or like drizzle hitting a stone, and the breath of the micro tide sprayed on the base of the ear, which immediately made Hang Xiao feel a tingling numbness.

"How about...how?"

The breeze circling, the laughter in the distance is like an echo, the blue sky is long, and the white clouds are rolling.

The green color spreads on the root system of the nettle tree, climbs up the sand dunes, takes root in the ground, sticks out the thin branches tenaciously, and blooms a small black flower on the branches.

The flower heart is as transparent as glass.