Su Bian Cultivation World

Seeing Luo Jiujiang soaring into the sky on a black flood dragon, Han Qianling's eyes became deeper and deeper.

"You're right." He said suddenly, but Feng Xue was taken aback.Feng Xue turned her head to look at him, and then heard Han Qianling whisper: "When I want the Three Thousand Realms to be like an arm, I should have considered the moon."

Feng Xue: "..."

no!She was just joking, she didn't really mean it!

You are dying, you are doing evil, the moon is about to be captured!

At this time, Feng Xue was all thinking about finding Xiao Ren, and she didn't want to spend too much time grinding her teeth with Han Qianling. She tiptoed to the sky for a few glances, but she couldn't help telling: "After all, it's drunk driving, although there is no traffic police Points will be deducted for blocking the road, but it will be bad if you bump into Yunyunniaoniao... why don't you try to block it?"

"Speaking of which, why would Jiujiang suddenly want to pick the moon?"

Han Qianling didn't change his expression, he just said quietly: "I think it's black who is close to the ink."

Feng Xue, who had just been given the first four characters, looked up at the genuine ink scales of the black dragon: "..."

These words were too implicative, Feng Xue really couldn't continue.She waved her hand as a farewell, hurriedly stepped forward, and chased in the direction of Xiao Ren's mark.

Before she left, she looked back, and saw that people all over the camp were startled by the noise just now, and they got out of the tent one after another.Everyone raised their heads in unison to look at one person and one dragon above the sky, everyone had a look of horror on their faces, and looked like a row of big radishes from a certain angle.

Feng Xue: "..."

But at this moment, floating in mid-air and becoming the focus of the entire camp, one person and one flood did not notice it.

Luo Jiujiang had only hugged Qianling's scales before, and at that time he only felt that it was very cold, and it was difficult to warm him up for a long time, which made him feel distressed for a long time.Now that he was on the back of the black flood dragon, although the temperature under his palm was cool and cool, his thoughts were different.

——In the past, Han Qianling would hug him quietly, and the two of them never went for a ride in the sky together. Now, by coincidence, Luo Jiujiang found a strange beast like the Dragon Flood Dragon when he rode on the Black Flood Dragon. The back is really not suitable for carrying.

No other, but the scales are too slippery.

Luo Jiujiang was just in a daze and misunderstood his efforts. He loosened his strength a little, and then slipped along the smooth scales to the middle of the black dragon's back in the blink of an eye.Just when the black dragon was turning its head to look for Luo Jiujiang's trace, the long dragon suddenly stopped and turned, and immediately threw Luo Jiujiang onto the tip of his tail.

Luo Jiujiang: "..."

Luo Jiujiang, who had changed locations twice in just a blink of an eye, was drowsy. He was holding the tip of the black dragon's tail with both arms, and the whole person was dangling under the black dragon.Fortunately, he has been practicing for many years, and his muscle memory has become instinctive, so he subconsciously grabbed Shen Yuan's tail and exerted strength, turned over a few times and climbed back onto Shen Yuan's back.

Guangyu Niang not only has a menacing alcoholic power, but just three cups made this person forget about it, and went up to the sky to pick the moon with a smile and a dizzy feeling.

Shen Yuan could no longer fly in a straight line in the sky.If he remembered to look for Luo Jiujiang who suddenly disappeared on his back just a moment ago, I'm afraid he can't remember Luo Jiujiang's appearance now.Anyway, the sky is like a curtain for him to sway, let alone worry about whether he will hit the stars and the moon.

Everyone in the camp saw Shen Yuan stretching his body, sometimes the dragon wagging its tail, and sometimes tangled up; rushing up and down has become commonplace, and rampant sweeping is not a repertoire.As the black flood dragon danced with great momentum, a small, inconspicuous black-clothed shadow on its back was also bouncing like popping candy.

The moonlight was clear at night in the Holy Land, and the sky stretched out. However, looking at Shen Yuan and Luo Jiujiang, who were drunk and crazy, the whole sky might not be able to hold it.

If Luo Jiujiang knew the nature of Guangyu Niang's wine, he might have stolen another bottle in the wine cellar at that time.It must be known that Guangyu's brewed wine has a mild and dry taste, and those who drink it will inevitably lose their alcoholism.However, the alcohol becomes more and more anxious, just like drinking hot water after eating chili. The combination of the two forms a vicious circle of getting more and more drunk.

Just because Shen Yuan turned his head suddenly once, his drunkenness went up to a higher level. At this time, he didn't know what night it was at all, and Luo Jiujiang was bumped several times from the head to the tail of the Jiao, and the situation was not easy to let go.

Seeing that Shen Yuan was flying more fiercely than the dragon dance team in the world, Luo Jiujiang turned somersaults on the violently shaking dragon's back. Although he didn't have a knife in his hand, he still had a stick in his heart, so it didn't prevent him from waving the air around. flip.

"Me! Monkey!" Luo Jiujiang shouted happily: "Finding the moon in the water!"

Han Qianling: "..." This is really self-aware.

This lively and energetic "monkey" played with a non-existent long stick all the way up from the tail of the black flood dragon, and its footsteps reached the top of Shen Yuan's head.Shen Yuan was originally a black flood dragon, also considered a half-dragon, with a pair of blunt and round dragon horns protruding from his head, which usually looked like a strange decoration, but at this moment it played an unprecedented role, killing Luo Luo immediately. Jiujiang stumbled.

As soon as Luo Jiujiang fell on the black dragon's forehead, he let out a mouthful of drunken air, and when he lowered his head, he saw the black dragon's two big yellow eyes.

When Shen Yuan turned into Jiao, although his eyes were not as expressive as his human form, and his communication ability was a little weaker, but his aesthetics improved a lot.His eyes were filled with a dark golden color, radiant, shining, and even more round and bright. The first sight made Luo Jiujiang happy, and he said with joy: "Two moons! I picked them all for Qianling!"

Han Qianling: "..."

He seemed to understand why Luo Jiujiang and Shen Yuan went to heaven together while drinking.

Luo Jiujiang has always been very energetic, and his hands are extremely fast. When Han Qianling was distracted on the ground, he had already lowered his hand towards the eyes of the black dragon.Hei Jiao was also so drunk that he was unconscious, he only thought his arm was some kind of flying insect that stuck to his eyelids, his big head flicked left and right, shaking Luo Jiujiang so that he couldn't stand, he could only grab a certain part of the Jiao's head, his body Almost all hang in the air.

Half a breath ago, Luo Jiujiang pulled the tail of the black flood dragon, but now, the familiar story is staged again, but this time Luo Jiujiang grabbed Shen Yuan's fillet, which can be regarded as looking at each other from head to tail.

Just like every alcoholic who is so drunk and drowsy, Shen Yuan also gradually lost the strength of drinking madness.Although he and Luo Jiujiang fought repeatedly to defend his two big eyes, they also unconsciously flew lower and lower until they crashed to the ground.

Luo Jiujiang fell off his back due to the shock force of the shock, so he turned over and landed on his back to borrow strength. As soon as he stood up, Han Qianling, who had been optimistic about the landing point, raised his shoulders to support him.

"How much did you drink?" Han Qianling asked in a low voice, sticking behind Luo Jiujiang.

Luo Jiujiang looked back with drunken eyes, and when he saw Han Qianling's face, even before his brain could react, a bright smile broke out on his face.With half of his body weight on Han Qianling's shoulders, he murmured: "Qianling, look at me, I'll pick a moon for you."

He raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Jiaolong, his fingers drifted back and forth, up, down, left, and right as if they were bumping.However, since Shen Yuan landed on the ground, he tilted his head and fell asleep, his two golden eyes had long been covered behind his eyelids.

"The moon?" Luo Jiujiang whispered, "It was still there just now."

Just now he had a lot of fun on the dragon's back, tumbling and jumping without falling, sometimes stepping on the ice-like scales under his feet, he was about to fall, but he dared to fly around in the air.

But when Han Qianling supported him, and said a few words to him softly, Luo Jiujiang immediately let go of all his strength, almost sticking to the opponent's body.

"Why did you pick the moon for me?" Han Qianling leaned against Luo Jiujiang's forehead and asked softly, "Jiujiang, I didn't ask you for the moon."

"What?" Luo Jiujiang was still laughing. He usually tasted very good wine, and fell asleep when he was very drunk. If he hadn't met Guangyu Niang, a strange wine that stimulates people's blood, he might have fallen asleep early. , sleep soundly.

However, thanks to this characteristic of Guangyu Niang, Han Qianling saw another way of getting drunk by Luo Jiujiang.

He can fight, he can make trouble, and the most important thing is... Whenever he sees Han Qianling, he can't stop laughing.

Luo Jiujiang raised his hand to touch Han Qianling's face. He was so drunk that he couldn't find the right direction, and he couldn't hold back his strength. He grabbed Han Qianling's neck twice, but Han Qianling didn't angry.He waited patiently until Luo Jiujiang put his palm on his left cheek.

Then he heard Luo Jiujiang laughing: "Qianling is the same as the moon."

In the days of Suzaku Realm, quite a few people used Mingyue to describe Han Qianling's respectful temperament, lonely and beautiful appearance, and his wrist that was round and short at times.However, Han Qianling never paid attention to these various descriptions.

But now these words are said by Luo Jiujiang.

"You like the moon?" Han Qianling tightened his arms around Luo Jiujiang's shoulders.

"I like Qianling." Luo Jiujiang said inarticulately.

"...Okay, then you don't need to pick the moon for me anymore, I don't want the moon, I just want this person in my arms." Han Qianling said: "If you like the moon, then I am the moon... It's not bad to be the moon , stay together every night without parting, right?"

Luo Jiujiang was breathing heavily and smelled of alcohol. He still looked at Han Qianling and smiled, but he seemed to be too dull to understand what Han Qianling meant.

Drunk people always think of it as soon as they come out, Luo Jiujiang shakes his head, and the end of his hair sweeps a strand of Han Qianling's hair that rests on his shoulders.He stared blankly at the strand of hair mixed with a little blue color, and then called out suddenly: "Qianling."

"I am here?"

"I... Where's the red-headed rope I gave Qianling?"

Han Qianling: "..."

"I, I pulled two feet of red-headed rope and tied it all up for Qianling..."

"It happened when I was five or six years old. It's so far away. Why are you still thinking about it?" Han Qianling put his lips against Luo Jiujiang's ear, gritted his teeth halfway, and said in a voice that couldn't be more funny, "You just remember that you stabbed me Is your head full of red water chestnuts? I can’t remember that time I stayed up all night, just waited for you to fall asleep, and turned into the window to return your green head?”

Luo Jiujiang looked at Han Qianling, his eyes were a little straight, but not completely distracted.He insisted: "I want to tie Qianling's hair."

Han Qianling: "..."

Once Luo Jiujiang became stubborn, Han Qianling really couldn't refuse his second sentence.He half-supported and half-hugged Luo Jiujiang, led him to a straight and tall cypress tree, and coaxed him softly: "Qianling is here, you braid his hair."

"And the red-headed rope."

"It's for you too." Han Qianling's voice was so gentle that he seemed to have no principle, but in contrast, he violently pulled the tail of the black flood dragon not far away, and pulled Shen Yuan over two or three times.Han Qianling stuffed a section of Jiao's body into Luo Jiujiang's arms, and reminded him, "Fix it."

Luo Jiujiang glanced down in a daze, then raised his eyes innocently: "...it's black."

Han Qianling agreed with him without changing his face: "Qianling likes black ones."

"Oh." Luo Jiujiang nodded, and slowly circled the black dragon, who had been unconscious for a long time, around the tree trunk.After two or three laps, he murmured to himself, "Tie a wishful knot for Qianling..."

"Qianling doesn't like wishful knots." Han Qianling's tone was extremely gentle, "Qianling likes bow ties, which are simple and beautiful, so you can just call him like that."

Luo Jiujiang may not be so drunk that he completely lost his senses, he looked back in a daze, and asked suspiciously: "Qianling really likes bows?"

"Really." Han Qianling said without changing his expression, "I really like it."