Daoist always thinks I'm scumbag for him

Jing was a little far away, but Yu had been staying next to Qingyuan's leg. Hearing this, he patted Qingyuan's leg with his paw unhappily. The little paw hit the leg very lightly, without much force.

Qingyuan only thought it was jealous, so he nodded Jinlong's forehead funny, "I will accompany you too."

Jin Long lowered his head depressedly, no, he can only accompany one...

The fruit was picked very quickly, and the basket was full in a short while. Now that the sun was setting, everyone left together.

The forest at night is very lively. A group of elves held a banquet spontaneously to celebrate the arrival of the gods. They were all beautiful. A large group of men and women sang and danced, and brought their own fruit wine. .

Qingyuan also tasted a lot of wine. Those sharp-eared elves respectfully offered their own fruit wine with novelty and restraint. There was expectation in their eyes, and they desperately hoped that the gods would taste their own wine. Qingyuan did not refuse , each drank a small cup, he smiled and praised the elves, and every eyebrow that was praised had an intoxicating smile.

Yu drank a lot of wine, lying on the side in a dizzy state, its lips moved, and the breath it exhaled was drunk.

The four paws came to Qingyuan's side separately. On the way, they wobbled and almost fell down. One hand pressed against the ground and picked it up from its lower abdomen. After smelling the familiar smell, the rambunctious golden dragon was quiet. Putting his head on Qingyuan's arm, he slowly closed his eyes.

Chen glanced at it with a smile, "My God, it's drunk."

Qingyuan caressed the dragon, with a star-like smile in his eyes, "I'll take him back to the house first." There was a bed in the house, and Yu Neng could sleep comfortably on it. He looked back at the The Celestial Clan saw him sitting upright on the ground, with his wings folded and stuck to his back. In the shining light, he looked at him quietly with a smile on his face.

Qingyuan also hooked his lips, and stretched out his hand to pull him up, "Did you drink too much?"

Jing's palms were slightly cold, his bones were slender, and he said, "Not much." He didn't drink well, and he felt dizzy after just a small glass, so he refused the fine wine and sat here.

Although the Tianzu in front of him said that he didn't drink much, but his eyes were already tinged with red, and his body smelled of alcohol. Qingyuan said, "Let's go, I'll take you back."

Jing Heyu was taken back by him, and Qingyuan gently put down the dragon holding his arm in the wooden house, covered it with a small quilt and watched it sleep with its eyes closed, and then came to another room with Tianzu middle.

Sky Clan and Dragon must be separated, or the two wake up and fall apart.

Tianzu lay on the bed, he looked at the god beside him and wanted to say that he didn't need to rest, but he just opened his mouth and didn't say anything.

He expected the gods to spend more time with him, just like that dragon clan.

Qingyuan looked at Tianzu who had been lying down but kept his eyes open, and patted him on the shoulder lightly, "Can't sleep?"

Jing looked at him seriously for a while, and said softly, "My God, which race is your favorite?" His tone was very light, but it seemed that he only opened his mouth after thinking for a long time.

Qingyuan paused, this question...it doesn't seem like the Celestial Clan in front of him could ask it, the Celestial Clan has always been respectful, self-denying and gentle, they don't seem to care much about it.

Qingyuan really thought about it for a while, and then answered after a moment of pondering, "I don't know, every race is very good." Every race is his Taoist companion, and every one is very good.

Jing just smiled softly and slowly closed his eyes.

The Celestial Clan is not the most beloved race of the gods, even if the gods bestowed them with luxurious wings and supreme dignity, it is not the most beloved race either.

He was the first creation of the gods, and the gods bestowed him with supreme glory, but it wasn't until later that he saw the dragon and the beast race that he knew what true love was.

He closed his eyes and thought slowly, is it himself who will disappear in the future?

After the two of you settled down, Qingyuan went back to the banquet and saw Chen, he was still waiting there obediently, and when he saw Qingyuan came out, he smiled and waved, "My God."

Qingyuan walked over to sit with him, the tree of life had dense branches and leaves above his head, there was a cool breeze at night, and the stars were shining brightly above the sky, so when he looked up at the sky, there was always a peaceful and gentle feeling.

In the stillness of time flowing, the elf suddenly asked, "My God, am I your favorite?"

Qingyuan was silent, so this question has become a must-answer question on this plane again, he replied somewhat vaguely, "I prefer every race."

Yes, the gods are so fraternal and treat everyone equally, that is, every race loves.

Chen narrowed his eyes with a smile, his silver hair was very eye-catching in the dark night, hanging on his back like a silk satin, "I like gods very much," he turned his head and kissed Qingyuan's face very quickly , "I want to be with the gods forever."

The face felt soft and slippery, as if touched by tofu, Qingyuan's first reaction was to see if there were any other spirits around him, and after turning around and finding no one around, he was relieved, Wen Sheng Open the mouth, "We will be together in the future, and I will always watch you...you."

Chen's ears moved, and he corrected seriously, "It's not the god's love for creation, it's that kind of love." His words seemed too barren, and after thinking for a while, he said, "It's the love of multiplying together like human beings. It seems to be called love."

There was expectation in the elf's eyes, "My god, can there be love between us?"

In the night, the elf's face is holy, but there is a childlike expectation on his face, which makes people unable to bear to refuse.

At this moment, Qingyuan remembered the fear of being dominated by the four spirits in the previous world. In the previous world, the four spirits could be like that. In this world...

Well, forget it.

He spoke in a warm voice, his voice seemed to be stained with moonlight, "I like Chen very much too, but we can't be together."

The elf said, "Why?"

At that time, it was because there were six souls in this world!If you are with a certain one, the rest will not overturn the sky.

"Because you haven't figured it out yet." The voice of the god is gentle, flowing like water, "When you meet many, many people and see many, many beautiful things in the future, if you say you like me then, you will be the real one. like."

Just as the elf was about to speak, he heard a slight sound from the branch. He looked up and saw a thick white tail hanging down from the branch and shaking it from side to side. He saw a white figure flashing past, followed by a blur in front of his eyes. , a leopard with shiny fur stood in front of him.

Its fur is white with some black dots on it, its eyes are deep and round, with the color of blue sky like the sky, it tilted its head and looked at Qingyuan for a few seconds, then slowly ran to Qingyuan, squatted down, and looked down. With his head resting on Qingyuan's shoulder, a gurgling sound came out of his throat.

A leopard the size of a lamb put its head on Qingyuan's shoulders, but it was docile like a cat. Its paws were thick and soft, gently pressing Qingyuan's legs, closing its eyes and sticking its cheeks on Qingyuan's face.

Qingyuan wrapped his arms around the big cat, touched it from the top of its head, and softly called its name, "Xingxing."

This is the Beast Race, but it is also He Louxing from the third plane.

Xing hugged for a long time before letting go. It circled around Qingyuan as if it wanted to curl up in his arms, but when Qingyuan was sitting, it was almost as tall as Qingyuan, and flicked its tail in displeasure, white light flashed across its body, Immediately afterwards, a leopard appeared in front of his eyes.

It was fluffy all over, whimpered in its throat, and its eyes seemed to become bluer. It slowly sat on Qingyuan's lap, but its paws were too short, so it couldn't jump up even after trying several times. Finally, Qingyuan scooped it up. in arms.

Xing blinked at him, its long eyelashes fluttered like a fan, and then stretched out its paws with pads to gently touch Qingyuan's cheek, making a bird-like sound in its mouth. cry.

The voice was clear and melodious, delicate and coquettish, with whimpers from the throat during the screaming, it stopped after a few seconds, and looked at Qingyuan seriously.

Qingyuan was silent for a while, and looked at Chen through its gaze, "Do you know what it said?" All he heard was a bird's cry, and then his face felt thick and soft, and Qingyuan didn't understand what it said.

The elf rubbed his chin and thought for a while, "It might be hungry." The lingering barking was probably not full.

Xing stared at him for a while, then spoke, this time Qingyuan could understand what he said, it said, "My God, I miss you so much."

Qingyuan squeezed its paws into his hands and kneaded gently, "I miss you too."

Xing looked at the god he hadn't seen for a long time, then lowered his head and moved his ears. It was as small as a cat, and when it gently hugged Qingyuan's arm like this, it looked like the ball they raised together in that world.

Now that the night is dark, Qingyuan bids farewell to Chen and returns to his room.

Jinlong was still sleeping in the room, he went to another bed lightly, holding Xingxing in his arms, Xingxing was very quiet and obedient, after Qingyuan lay down, he squatted next to his face and whispered, "I God, is that your favorite dragon family?"

Qingyuan touched its head, "Why do you say that, don't I pamper you?"

Xing Chuimu looked at his paw, the god loved it very much, and his memory seemed to be the scene of the god holding him in his arms when he was young, "I was lost for a while, and I already had a dragon clan when I came back."

When it was young, it went out of the temple and lost its way. When it came back, a new race appeared. At that time, it had grown up a bit. It only saw the gods holding the dragon in their arms. Later, everyone on this continent said that the gods are the most beloved. His race is the Dragon Clan, and the gods and others seem to have forgotten how much he once pampered himself.

Qingyuan closed his eyes. In the third world, He Louxing once fell into the void of the universe. After he came back, he was already with another piece of spirit. Now the beast clan said that when he left when he was young, he probably corresponded to that one. world.

He lifted the orc and kissed its furry forehead, "The gods will always love you, now and in the future."

The god's voice was as gentle as he remembered, and they washed away all the uneasiness in his heart. The star tail lightly wrapped a circle around his wrist, "I will also be the most devout believer of the god, and fulfill all your wishes." Believe in the only god for a long time to come.

Qingyuan laughed, looked at the little boy in front of him and said, "The only wish of the god is that you can be happy."

"I'm very happy now."

"Then be happier."

The author has something to say: there are two left, the human race—the He Louming Demon Race—Fu Yunhen, do you still remember Fu Yunhen?