On the Eve of Lili, She Turned Into a Mushroom

Ning Qingqing sent Wu Xiaqi outside the big brother's house.

Before leaving, Wu Xiaqi couldn't help holding her hand again: "Xiao Qing'er, how should you deal with someone who smiles at me in the future?"

Ning Qingqing put his other hand on, shook it heavily, and said solemnly: "He laughs, you laugh too. Who is afraid of whom?"

"Yeah!" Wu Xiaqi nodded fiercely.

Watching Wu Xiaqi climb onto the bed of her senior brother Xi Junru, Ning Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, lightly kicking the grass between the stone steps, and walked towards her former residence.

When she came back last time, she found that the grass-wood house and front courtyard she had lived in had been razed to the ground. At that time, her mood was low and depressed, and she did not dare to ask what was going on.

Returning to the old place at this moment, the mood is completely different. She believes that others will not demolish her yard for no reason. There must be some reason.

Soon, she found traces of collapse on the nearby mountain wall.

There had been a landslide.

She wandered among the newly-grown grasses, and suddenly remembered that old snake Ning always talked about this side of the mountain, and she buried her yard sooner or later when it rained.

When she was young, she couldn't hear even a word, and she disliked Ning Lao She's long-winded words, and made some alarmist talk.

This is how the young man's mood is, he only believes in what he is willing to believe.

She walked a few steps and stopped next to an old tree root.

The big locust tree also fell and was chopped into bare wooden piers.

"You used to teach me to practice swords here." She looked down at the old tree and said slowly.

Steps fell beside him.

Xie Wuwang, who had not shown up, appeared on her left side, and a mountain breeze blew up his sleeves slightly and touched her cuffs.

"I can't always teach." He said quietly.

She always made small mistakes and was punished over and over again. She sighed, but her dark curved eyes glowed brightly. Even being punished can be silly and happy, he really has never seen a second one.

Once I was particularly impressed, Huang Xiaoquan climbed to a tall tree outside the courtyard to take a peek, and saw Ning Qingqing overturning the gutter again and again, scratching the bark in anxious manner, and deduced what is meant by the emperor not in a hurry.

Thinking of the past, the corners of Xie Wuwang's lips softened.

Ning Qingqing tilted her head to look at him, and saw that there was no sarcasm in his dark eyes, only a slight reminiscence.

She looked at him for a while.

"If the world is peaceful in the future, I will come back here and wait for someone who teaches me how to learn swords and start from scratch with him." She stared at him, her voice soft and light, like a small cigarette wrapped in one roll and one roll. Personal side.

Xie Wuwang's breath suddenly fell silent, and even the wind stopped around him.

He looked at her, and turned up a huge wave from his unhappy black eyes, and in an instant, he seemed to fly over a thousand sails, watching all the joys and sorrows.

His thin lips moved slightly, and he let out a calm voice: "Anyone can."

"Yeah!" She bent her eyes and nodded.

"Anyone?" He stared at her, his Adam's apple tight and his voice dumb.

"Anyone." She smiled back.

Xie Wuwang nodded lightly, still in the usual careless appearance with everything under control.

Only the end of the eyes and the tips of the ears have a beautiful thin red.

There seemed to be the sound of heartbeat floating in the air.

Since anyone can do it, that naturally includes him. She is willing to give him a chance.

"On swordsmanship," he looked down and smiled beautifully, "No talent is the number one in the world."

Ning Qingqing held her hands and jumped lightly behind the stump.

"No!" She raised her small nose and glared at him, "A guy who steals even love words, who knows if the sword book is also stolen? It's so thick-skinned, it's really the first in the world."

Xie Wuwang: "..."

He smiled and stepped forward, his eyes burning, staring at her Canruo Fuqu's small face.

After some ecstasy, he quickly calmed down.

He has always been keen, and from her cheerful and playful, he read some hidden things.

No matter how you look at this situation, it is not a good time to talk about love. Why would she tell him this?

He crossed the locust tree pier and walked towards her slowly.

Sure enough, in those curved smiling eyes, the waves swayed imperceptibly, and her fingers curled up under the sleeves, pinching her nails unconsciously, and the beautiful round nails were white.

He understands all her subtle expressions and movements.

She was upset.

"A Qing," he asked, pondering for a moment, "Are you worried about me?"

Hearing this, Ning Qingqing's body shook slightly, and slowly reduced her smile.

He guessed it right.

Just now when she was in Wu Xiaqi's wooden house, for a moment, he gave her an ominous sense of destruction. It is like a peerless magic weapon, ready to abandon itself and die with the monsters in this world.

She was a little disturbed.

"I didn't." She turned her back, unwilling to admit it.

Xie Wuwang laughed lightly: "There is no best. I have nothing to worry about. I haven't paid attention to these things."

The melancholy mushroom turned around and looked at him sadly: "Is there any plan?"

"Don't worry." He came closer, and his tall and straight body stood on the upper wind to block the mountain wind for her. "Your instinct has always been accurate, and you will get something if you break the lotus language. Then go back to the palace to interrogate Bai Yunzi. , I can always ask things out. I have arranged for other things, so don’t worry."

Ning Qingqing's heart fell back a bit.

She sighed faintly: "Xie Wuwang, you can't let your naivety collapse."

As soon as these words came out, the two of them couldn't help being stunned.

Ning Qingqing's heart faintly swam around.

In the past, there will always be great chaos in the world, and every time there is chaos, the goddess of Xiyin will come out every time, fight side by side with the son of the heavenly choice, and quell the chaos.

After the disaster subsides, the goddess will die in response to the catastrophe, which becomes a good story circulated.

And after Xie Wuwang took power, he used iron-blooded thunder to hold the country firmly, unshakable. For more than a thousand years since Xie Wuwang entered the Heavenly Sacred Palace, the world's demons and demons have been a disaster, and they were always ruthlessly eradicated before the weather became clear. Several man-made disasters were instantly wiped out by an iron fist.

Although I dare not call it a peaceful and prosperous age, there really hasn't been a big mess. There are only some small chaos, which is not even a disaster.

For hundreds of years, even the presence of the goddess of Xiyin has weakened a lot.

Xie Wuwang is like the Optimus Prime, he will not fall, the country will not fall.

So are the conspiracies against him really just to fight for power?

The more I thought about it, the more Ning Qingqing felt the creeps.

When she shrank her shoulders slightly and her back shuddered, Xie Wuwang approached her, took out a large white robe from Qiankun's bag, and wrapped it around her.

He leaned over and looked straight into her eyes: "A Qing, accompany me to create a peaceful and prosperous world. I will spend my whole life to make up for the harm I caused to you, waiting for your forgiveness."

She raised her eyes in a daze, seeing Xie Wuwang's black eyes full of seriousness.

A gentleman has a promise.

She moved her lips and was gently held by his index finger.

"I haven't finished yet," he said slowly, "I also want to teach you how to learn swords, and create a unique swordsmanship for you, and only teach you one."

There are love words. It is also unique.

Before she felt uncomfortable, he removed his finger in time and took two steps away from her.

"Take your mind now." He resumed his suspicion, "Adjust the interest rate and restore it. Don't expect me to waste Yuanhuo to deal with the magic gu for you."

Ning Qingqing: "..." Just a little bit of tears, I immediately took it back.

He shielded her from the wind, and the familiar Lengxiang would float on her from time to time.

The storm has already come, and this prescription has a good taste for some years.

Eight hours are fleeting.

After adjusting the interest rate, Ning Qingqing's spirit improved a lot.

She and Xie Wuwang returned to the "Angry Pavilion" and saw that the secluded monk was waiting there with his legs folded.

"Xiao Xie, Xiao Xie daughter-in-law, come soon!" The senate smiled and waved, "This is a bit interesting!"

Xie Wuwang and Ning Qingqing looked at each other, and slid into the pavilion.

"What did the big lotus say?" Ning Qingqing blinked in surprise.

Although she has always regarded Da Lianhua as a friend, she never thought that one day this friend would be able to communicate with her in normal language.

It's really strange.

The color monk cleared his throat and raised the sparse eyebrows: "Um...I just imitated the original model for you, I am not responsible for any strange consequences!"

Ning Qingqing: "?"

What are the strange consequences?

When I was wondering, I saw the monk sitting upright, her neck stretched, her tongue sticking out, and swaying in the wind, she turned into a bald lotus with white inside and gray outside.

The lotus petals trembled, and the lotus petals resembled thousands of strings being plucked together, making a ventriloquist-like imitating sound.

It turned out that Yaolian could not express its meaning in human thinking and language, so it used the countless lotus vein vibrations to imitate a sound source that it had heard, and gave it to Ning Qingqing.

No wonder it takes eight hours to crack.

Ning Mushroom curled up her fingers slightly.

Her mycelium really can't do this.

The performance of the monk began.

He only heard the voice of a man and a woman vividly on his lotus.

And when I heard it, there was a very strange impact.

The sound surrounds three-dimensionally, making people feel immersive.

Ning Qingqing: "!!!"

Is the big lotus "important words" about reproduction? !

The voice came out--

"Yao... Yao..." Yin Zhisu gasped, "I finally waited for you."

The woman's voice was close to babbling, apparently fascinated: "I'm going to die..."

"No, you won't die." Yin Zhishou's voice was a little distorted during the impact, "How am I willing to let you die. Don't worry, no. As long as this world, the storm will never stop, and the calamity will never end. , You don’t have to die. I want you to stay by my side forever!"

"Ah..." The woman's cheerful voice became sharp and high-pitched, reaching the limit, and then stopped abruptly.

Appears to be in a coma after exhaustion.

After she was in a coma, Yin Zhisu did not let her go, but changed to a tender way to continue to be intimate with her.

This section is even more charming.

Ning Qingqing's ears turned red unknowingly.

Wrapped in Xie Wuwang's big robe, she always felt that the clothes was faintly hot, and there was too much Xie Wuwang smell on it.

The atmosphere is too embarrassing, even the obvious problematic words of Yin Zhi Su can't dispel the ambiguous mist in the air.

Just when she was uncomfortable, a pair of big hands covered her ears behind her.

Xie Wuwang leaned over, his lips pressed against the back of his hand, and said in a low voice, "Don't listen to the dirty ones."

The texture of the voice came into his ears through the back of his hand, which shocked the heartstrings even more.

She felt her ears become hotter, and her cheeks steamed.

It's all because of his hot hands.