Xingjun, he is a heartthrob

The days always go by quickly.

Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye, and the calamity of Lord Sheng Lan Xing has not yet arrived.

It has been a long time since the Pantao Festival, and the Nine-Tailed Fox did not come again.When he left, he left a pinch of hair on his ear, saying that he would always need it.

Yu Haoran pinched that tuft of hair and looked carefully: "It is said that as long as this tuft of hair is blown out, the nine-tailed fox will appear immediately."

Seeing that Yu Haoran had the urge to give it a try, Shenglan Xinjun hurriedly and carefully took the lock of hair: "It's just a legend."

After all, put the lock of hair into a bag: "When he comes next time, I will return it to him."

The Holy Emperor did not come again, as if everyone was quietly waiting for the thunder to come down.

Ever since he became a little fairy, Sheng Lan Xingjun's love for Yu Haoran has grown day by day, and he strokes his hair every day: "Hao Ran is so good."

Yu Haoran suspects that when he cultivates into a suave fairy, he will already be bald.

In this way, one fairy and one rabbit accompany each other.

With the help of Shenglan Xingjun's elixir and fairy grass, as well as the blessing of Luohe's spiritual energy, Yu Haoran quickly cultivated into the cutest... cutest fairy in the heaven.

Short legs and short arms.

Even though he worked hard in the past six months, he still didn't even see half of Yushu Linfeng's shadow, and the rabbit ears didn't disappear.

He asked Shenglan Xingjun very hostilely: "Why can't I grow taller?"

"Haoran, you are a rabbit, born with short legs." Sheng Lan Xingjun could speak, and told the truth as much as possible.

Yu Haoran was so angry that he foamed at the mouth: "Then I don't have the right to be suave?"

"You have the right to roll all over the floor." Sheng Lan Xingjun's calm appearance sometimes...is very annoying.

Shenglan Xingjun said that Yu Haoran was born with short legs.But he still devoted himself to researching and developing the elixir, hoping to make Yu Haoran grow into a handsome man.

One day, Yu Haoran asked him angrily again: "Can I grow up?"

Shenglan Xingjun spread his hands: "Innate conditions are insufficient."

Yu Haoran was so depressed that she lost her hair: "I want to run away from home!!"

Then, he really ran away from home.

But one day, Shenglan Xingjun found him in Feibai Shangxian's garden again, and coaxed him while touching his ears: "I have developed an elixir that can grow taller for you, and you will be bigger than fluffy if you eat one." .”

result……

Yu Haoran, who ate the elixir, didn't grow taller, but shrank.

Then, Yu Haoran ran away from home again.

However, what made Shenglan Xingjun gratified was that after becoming a little fairy, even if Yu Haoran was angry, he never stayed out at night.

Lying next to him every day, he said obediently: "Xingjun, good night."

He likes to see the adorable Yu Haoran with his ears upright saying "good night". Although he is a rabbit, his eyes have an indifferent and pure light, very much like his eyes when they first met.

Sometimes, he would think of the time in Luohe, and the panicked look of that man in the grass covered with flowers.

Then, he would tell Yu Haoran about the happy days there, his eyes full of longing.

Yu Haoran watched the stars with him, and was still sleeping on his lap, staring at him with red eyes: "Mr. Xing, why don't you go back to Luohe?"

Shenglan Xingjun felt a "thump" in his heart, shook his head, and touched Yu Haoran's rabbit ears: "I am already a god, and I don't need to practice in Luohe."

"You can go back and have a look." Yu Haoran was drowsy, and he did not forget to smile flatteringly at Shenglan Xingjun with his three-petal mouth: "It's very beautiful there."

Seeing Yu Haoran with hairy eyes in his arms, Sheng Lan Xingjun wanted to press a kiss on his forehead, but suddenly remembered that he would turn into a zombie rabbit, so he had to give up.

The sky full of stars witnessed every night they accompanied each other.

The days in the sky are calm without any waves.

Although there are often rumors that Yu Haoran has a violent temper and likes to fight, no one takes it seriously.

The gods and beasts in the sky each have their own tempers, each has its own pride, and it is common for all the immortals to compete with each other.As long as they don't hurt their lives, let them go.

Yu Haoran has a quick temper, and there is nothing interesting to do in this heaven.He was really bored, so he found out from Shangxian Feibai that Shenglan Xingjun's birthday will be in a few days.

He thought that he must give Shenglan Xingjun an unforgettable birthday gift, so that he could devote himself to developing the elixir and turn himself into a handsome man like him.

On Shenglan Xingjun's birthday, Yu Haoran was nowhere to be seen.

Thinking that he ran away from home again, Shenglan Xingjun went to Feibai Shangxian Palace to look for him: "Yuantong, is Haoran there?"

Fei Bai Shangxian came out of the house, with her hands full of herbs, he shook his head without saying a word.He casually threw a bottle of elixir to him, and stroked twice.

"Shangxian said that this is his birthday gift to Xingjun." Little Mushroom tilted his head and squinted his eyes to convey Feibai Shangxian's sign language.

"You dumbed yourself down again?" Sheng Lan Xingjun patted the little mushroom's head.

"Just give up developing that elixir, Yu Haoran is just an example."

"Rongrong will be able to cultivate into a little fairy soon, don't worry."

Shenglan Xingjun had a headache, and tried to persuade him helplessly while supporting his forehead.

Since the last time Yu Haoran took the talking pill developed by Feibai Shangxian and became a little fairy, Feibai Shangxian wanted to get one for his little lion as well.

I don't know what's going on, the recipe is the same, every time Feibai Shangxian eats it, he either gets poisoned dumb or becomes talkative.

Rongrong walked out of the garden, saw Shenglan Xingjun, and kept looking behind him: "Xingjun, have you seen Yu Haoran? What has he been doing recently? He didn't go to Luohe with me to practice."

"Huh? Hasn't he been to Luohe in recent days?"

"He goes out in a hurry every day, I thought he went to practice with you."

Shenglan Xingjun was at a loss—then what did he do?

Oops!You won't be caught by that mischievous nine-tailed fox again, will you?

Shenglan Xingjun and Rongrong looked at each other, and ran away.

"Yu Haoran!"

"Hao Ran!!"

During the past half day, the voices of Shenglan Xingjun and Rongrong kept echoing in the heavens.Cloud Elf Gate also helped to find Yu Haoran, and that velvet hand stretched out to catch a flying colorful bird: "Did you see Yu Haoran?"

The colorful bird chirped: "I didn't see it, I didn't see it."

Another colorful bird flew by, pecking at the hand of the cloud elf: "Qingqiu, Qingqiu."

Finally, Shenglan Xingjun and Rongrong hurried to Qingqiu.

When Shenglan Xingjun and Rongrong were looking for Yu Haoran, he was squatting on the ground of Qingqiu, holding a paintbrush, drawing something on a huge piece of silk.

The fur on his face, body, and ears turned red, orange, yellow, blue, blue, and purple. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to recognize it as that cute little white rabbit.

A nine-tailed fox in red knelt on the ground without any image, looked at the painting, and pointed at it from time to time: "Hey, can you draw? Bi Fangniao only has one leg!"

"Why, his hair is blue."

"A poor man with a blue face and fangs, you actually painted him as a handsome man?"

Yu Haoran buried his head in painting without saying a word.

"Xiang Liu is a nine-headed monster with no legs under his real body..."

"What? How many heads do you have after becoming a human?"

"What? Does the nine-tailed fox have to have nine buttocks after cultivating to become an adult? Of course it is one!"

"Boy, I don't have nine butts, I have nine tails."

"Are you counting the nine tails? You don't know how to count?!"

Nine-tailed Fox continued to point and point, not forgetting to pay attention to his own image.

Yu Haoran finally couldn't take it anymore, raised his head and threw the pen to Nine-Tailed Fox, roaring loudly: "Draw! You draw!!"

"I... I'm not good at drawing."

Seeing Yu Haoran hugging his arms and getting angry, Lan Shen stood up.

"You're good at drawing, keep on drawing."

"I will not say anymore."

"My husband must be very happy to see this painting."

Then, he picked up the pen and handed it to Yu Haoran.He still had that cold and seductive look, but there was a warm light in his eyes.

Although Yu Haoran was angry, he was also a little moved.He saw the nine-tailed fox turned its back, its red figure submerged in the vibrant green of Qingqiu.

He knew that Jiuweihu was a good brother.

Yu Haoran took the pen, continued to draw a few strokes, threw the pen away, and sat on the ground wearily: "It's finally finished."

Lan Shen looked back and was stunned for a moment when he saw the painting.

He couldn't believe the scene in the painting in front of him, it was simply the daily life of the five of them in Luohe.

Every frame is so realistic, every frame is replayed in the past.

He squatted down, tears welling up in his eyes: "This is Luohe."

"Yes, it's Luohe." Yu Haoran was very satisfied, and admired his masterpiece with folded arms, "It's very beautiful."

The scene in the painting is really beautiful.

Mountains and rivers.

Tree-lined.

Flowers everywhere.

In the past few days in Qingqiu, relying on the description of the Nine-Tailed Fox and the impression of Luohe, Yu Haoran has been painting for several days without stopping, and only then has this result been achieved.

I don't know why, when Luohe is mentioned, such a beautiful scene in the painting will appear in front of his eyes.No need to describe at all, he drew the beautiful Luo River relying on the scene that played automatically in his mind.

He also drew the white-haired and red-horned Fuzhu, who is full of youthful feeling.

It was as if he had run with that boy in the Luo River.

The ones who took the most effort to draw were Fu Zhu's older brothers, and it was hard for him to imagine what they looked like.

Maybe I haven't seen it.

Looking at that painting, Yu Haoran thought.

He decided that Shenglan Xingjun must be very happy to receive this birthday present.

He is also a little fortunate that his parents let him learn to draw when he was five years old, which is considered a success.Although he crossed over to a rabbit, his skills were not lost after all, and the painting was still eye-catching.

"Yu Haoran, the innate skill you cultivated as a rabbit is actually painting?" After admiring it, Lan Shen was amazed and somewhat puzzled.

This rabbit spirit who has not been practicing for a long time can not only switch between the real body and the human body at will, but also draw such beautiful and realistic paintings. Is it a gift?

"What, is this the result of learning painting since I was five years old?"

Yu Haoran was extremely tired, stretched on the ground, looked at the bright light in the sky, and took a deep breath.

The wind blew over Yu Haoran's face, and the sun shone on his face, making him feel at ease.

"Five years old? Learning to paint?" Lan Shen still didn't understand, so he broke the casserole and asked, "Then how old are you now? You won't be a thousand-year-old rabbit, right?"

"You thousand-year-old vixen!" Yu Haoran was a little stumped, and when he heard Lan Shen calling him a rabbit spirit, he retorted unconvinced.

"In Qingqiu, how dare you be so arrogant?" Unexpectedly, Lan Shen, who was still amazed just now, instantly changed his face, revealing his real body, with red eyes fixed on Yu Haoran.

Yu Haoran jumped up like a carp, bowed his body and swallowed his saliva, and was about to kick Lan Shen away, and escape with the painting.

"Brother, why did you kidnap Yu Haoran to Qingqiu?"

"Rongrong and I searched for it for half a day, and almost turned the Heavenly Palace over..."

However, before the fight was over, Shenglan Xingjun came with Lion Fluffy.In a hurry, out of breath.

However, before Lan Shen had time to explain, Sheng Lan Xingjun's eyes suddenly fell on the spread painting.

"It's the Luo River?" He stared at the painting for a long time, his eyes trembling: "It's the Luo River when my brothers were still there."

That painting is the epitome of those good times, it is his memories of being a beastman, and it is his happiness.

He seemed to be able to hear the laughter of the young husbands resounding in the mountain stream, Qiongqi was lazily lying under the tree with his arms folded in the woods, and Xiang Liu was fast asleep in the cave.

And not far away, Bi Fangniao's flames sizzled, and the nine-tailed fox climbed on the tree and called him: "Fuzhu, Bi Fang got into trouble again!"

In the flowers blooming all over the mountains and plains, he rushed to the clusters of flames to save those flying birds and animals.

He was so fascinated that he forgot that this was Qingqiu.

He vaguely thought that at this moment, he was in Luohe.As for Shenglan Xingjun, it was just a dream of his.

"Yes." Seeing him in a daze, Lan Shen was afraid that he would feel sad when he remembered the past, so he tried to intervene: "Isn't it beautiful?"

Shenglan Xingjun did not speak, and the expression on his face was unpredictable.

It seems to be laughing, and it seems to be crying.

"This is the Luo River that belongs to the gods and beasts."

"My birthday present."

Yu Haoran was very happy, and finally let him see the gift he carefully made on Shenglan Xingjun's birthday.

He jumped up, opened his arms, and smiled all over his face: "Xing Jun, happy birthday!!"

At this moment, the wind from Qingqiu blew by, bringing up Shenglan Xingjun's white clothes.

There were waves in his heart, and the long-lost warmth swallowed up the regrets in his heart over the years.

At the same time, the water of the Luo River was choppy.

The sky was full of dark clouds, and a heavy rain was about to pour down.

"It would be great if he was also in this painting." He murmured, and the vague words dispersed with the wind.