For a moment, Xian felt that he had really shot himself in the foot. If the God of Fire heard what he just said, he would be dead.
"It's getting closer to your wedding, so you're so nervous that you can't sleep? This is called pre-marital fear." Xian Mo covered his embarrassment with laughter.
"Everything is going as it should. What's there to be afraid of? Your smile is so fake. Who were you talking about the flower demon just now?"
"No, I want to talk about the woman on Qishan Mountain. What do you plan to do with her?"
"No plan. Do I have to take care of all the women who are lost in the world?"
"But I think she's quite pitiful. She came all the way and made herself injured and disabled." A mortal could still persevere, and he couldn't help but feel euphemistic about it.
"Everyone likes to make fun of themselves." Changqin raised his eyebrows and glanced at Xiao for a moment. Since when did his best friend's feelings become so rich?
"No matter what, it's fine. I can see that she is really in great pain. Just take pity on her, help her, and send her back to where she belongs."
Changqin raised his eyebrows: "Then why don't you give it away?"
Xian sat across from him for a moment, poured a glass of water, and then said: "You think I don't want to, but the problem is that I refuse to give it to her. This woman also has a very bad temper."
During those years in Huayao Mountain, he already knew her temper, and it has not changed at all until now.
I still remember that one time, Changqin was forcibly taken back by Zhu Rong. The flower demon was determined to go to Chixiu Peak to talk to Zhu Rong. He stopped her in a moment and used magic to trap her in Qishan Mountain. In the end, she was forced to use Mahayana Zhenqi to destroy her.
After losing her magic power, she was so exhausted that she fainted before even taking three steps.
She is so stubborn, she would rather be broken than broken.
"She will leave after she recovers from her injuries. There is neither food nor drink on the mountain, so a mortal can't stay here." From then on, his prince, Changqin, never paid attention to a woman.
It was difficult for Xian Mo to explain clearly the relationship between the two people, which was constantly in turmoil and chaos, but he knew that Changqin was living a good life now, no longer sad or troubled.
Perhaps a relationship as light as water can help people keep a clear mind at all times and lead a calm life.
This is how the life of an immortal should be. Maybe Zhu Rong's approach is right, although he doesn't agree with it.
Lushan Mountain is really full of spiritual energy. After Chu Mengni stayed there for a few days, her body completely recovered, her spirit was better than before, and her skin was smoother than before.
She felt like she was on a time shuttle, and everything went back to the time she lived in Lushan.
It's just that one person is missing, and without him, everything becomes meaningless.
There is another reality that she cannot face. The person she loves most is going to marry another woman!
wisps of fresh wind blew the tears on ****'s face, kissed her hands and face, and the sun bathed her body, and she felt that she had grown much taller.
Pick off a piece of cinnamon leaf, put it on your lips and play it, the crisp and melodious tune is the love song between him and her.
"What are you doing?" A ghostly voice sounded behind her.
Chu Mengni was startled. She looked back and saw Changqin standing there. The gods walked silently, which was scary.
She smiled sweetly: "I'm playing a tune."
"I'm not blind or deaf. Of course I know you're playing a tune. I'm asking you what tune you're playing?" Changqin resisted the urge to slap the person.
