After leaving Luo Yanmen, Qingge and Ji Yue's bodies plummeted rapidly, and the strong wind blew mercilessly from both sides.
Qing Ge closed her eyes, her body was held in Ji Yue's arms.
Finally, her feet touched the ground, Qingge opened her eyes, and looked around, she and Ji Yue were actually standing on the street.
Qingge's heart trembled, and she quickly looked around, but Wuyou and Fuxi were nowhere to be seen.
"It seems they were transported to other places." Qingge felt relieved.
Wuyou is an intermediate holy beast, and Fuxi can do divination anytime and anywhere. The combination of these two people will not be bullied no matter what. I am afraid they are the only ones who bully others.
Fortunately, none of the pedestrians and vendors hurriedly coming and going on the street noticed Qing Ge and the others.
"I only have three days to accompany you. After three days, can you go back to Beiyue?" Ji Yue asked.
God knows, when he found out that he had gotten rid of Wuyou and Fuxi's two tails, he was all happy.
Finally, we can live a happy life together.
It’s hard-won.
Qingge hesitated for a while, then agreed.
The road is long and the moon splashes on the stars. Once we are separated, we may have to wait until the end of time to see each other again.
In the last three days, forget all the grudges and grudges. After three days, put on your military uniform and get ready to go.
In this way, we saw two people intertwined with each other on the street, strolling lazily. The man looked like Pan An, rich and handsome, elegant and refreshing, with purple and red eyes, strange and coquettish, sinister and elegant, at this time
It was noon, and the sun shone on him. The golden light was shining, and there was endless indifference under the warmth. He lazily and casually covered himself with a fiery red robe, with a belt casually buckled around his waist, and his clothes were slightly open, revealing
The concave and convex exquisite sexy and delicate collarbones, bohemian and unruly, vividly interpret the romantic attitude, attracting the cardamom girls on the roadside to stop and stare.
The woman next to her was wearing a black shirt and a large cloak. Even in the hot summer, she was like the black ice in a thousand-year-old coffin, showing off the slightest bit of air-conditioning. Her appearance was like that of the Goddess of Luo, she was stunningly beautiful, and her lips were untouched.
As for Zhu, the eyebrows are unpainted but dark, with lotus skin and limbs, ice muscles and jade bones, willow slender waist, graceful and graceful, indifferent like chrysanthemums in the mountains, elegant but not vulgar, temperament like orchids in the empty valley, beautiful but not greasy, especially
The white hair flows down like a waterfall, hanging down to the waist, and the tips of the hair are slightly raised.
"You two, can you borrow some time?" A scholar who was concentrating on painting blocked Qing Ge's way.
Qing Ge and the two looked at each other and looked at the scholar in confusion.
The scholar scratched his ears and cheeks, smiled coquettishly, and said: "Xiaosheng is here to paint for free. The two of them are astonished. Their temperament and demeanor are unprecedented. Can I let Xiaosheng paint one?"
"It's an advantage for you. Paint seriously and don't be perfunctory." Ji Yue was full of interest and pulled Qing Ge to the front of the drawing board.
When the scholar saw this, he smiled happily and said "yes" repeatedly.
The scholar sat in front of the drawing board, holding a brush and stained with ink, painting with flying colors.
More and more people gathered around. The scholar looked serious when he was painting, as if he was doing something extremely sacred.
Half an hour passed, when the last stroke was finished, the scholar put down the brush, raised his head with a smile, and was suddenly startled when he saw the man and woman behind the drawing board, who had disappeared without a trace, like a fairy.
"Li Xiucai, sell this painting to me and I will pay you 50,000 spiritual energy pills." Among the crowd, there was a fat and wealthy man who spent a lot of money and looked at the painting greedily.
The beauty in the painting has graceful Emei and the man is extremely elegant. It can be said to be a masterpiece.
Later, someone echoed, "I will offer 200,000 spiritual energy pills, and Li Xiucai will sell them to me."
"Fifty thousand spiritual energy pills, plus a South China Sea Fire Bead!"
"One million, and a human-level weapon refining book will be given as a gift!"
"..."
The wealthy businessmen competed to raise prices, and it was very lively.
However, the impoverished Li Xiucai was not moved at all. He kept his expression unchanged, mounted the painting on a scroll, carefully rolled it up like a treasure, put it into his sleeve, looked at the crowd who were about to move indifferently, and said: "This painting is not for sale.
, just waiting for the right person."
After that, the scholar packed his bags and left in a hurry.
At the other end of the street, Qing Ge and the two entered an inn.
After booking the room, Ji Yue followed the waiter in, singing softly. She eagerly threw herself on the bed before taking off her soft boots.
Ji Yue sat on the edge of the bed, gently massaging the sore parts of Qing Ge's body.
In the evening, the two went downstairs and enjoyed a meal in the lobby on the first floor.
Because the white hair was too dazzling, Qingge used Snow Spirit Beads to turn her hair into black. However, because the power of the Snow Spirit Beads she controlled was not much, the black hair and black hair could not last long.
At the surrounding wine tables, men and women were noisy, chatting happily over wine and singing to the moon, feeling very happy.
Slowly, Qingge clarified the relationship. The city she was in now was called Shengluo City. Although the city was small, it was the most fertile place. It also gathered the world's geniuses and heroes, but the security was poor.
It's very good.
The hustle and bustle in the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle in the world is for profit. This is the city of Shengluo.
Ji Yue held jade chopsticks in her hand, picked up a piece of braised pork and put it into the singing bowl, "Eat more, and you will grow breasts."
Qingge: "..."
Ji Yue narrowed her peach blossom-like eyes and smiled harmlessly, as gentle as water. It actually shocked a woman at the table next to her. She covered her chest and secretly expressed her love to Ji Yue.
However, Ji Yue didn't see it. She was determined to force Qingge to eat meat, and looked at Qingge's breasts longingly.
Bigger, even bigger, it will be perfect——
Qingge noticed Ji Yue's intention, and the corners of her mouth and eyes twitched.
The world is declining, and prodigal sons are becoming disciples.
Just when Ji Yue was focusing on the two ounces of white flesh on Qing Ge's chest, the hall became lively.
A large red carpet was rolled in from outside the door. Three thousand-year-old sandalwood tables were set up. A huge golden cauldron was placed in the center of the red carpet. Several men walked in while chatting and laughing. The one walking in the front was Haoran.
The majestic old man, with frosty eyebrows and snowy hair, a stooped back, leaning on a golden toad crutch, his cloudy eyes shining brightly, and his aura is extraordinary. Although he is old, his aura is invincible.
Qingge looked at the golden cane in the old man's hand, thoughtfully.
At a glazed table next door, men and women were sitting around, talking incessantly.
"Master Jin Chanzi from the Weapon Refining Guild actually came to Saint Luo City to choose his disciples. Did you see those three men? One of them is the son of the city lord, and the other two are people who came all the way to be famous."
"I didn't expect to catch up with this scene while having a meal. It's so lively and lively."
"As expected of Saint Luo City, which is famous all over the world for its wealth, it is actually able to invite Master Jin Chan. I heard that there is a princess from the Western Sea Region. She is domineering, surly, lustful and promiscuous. She seems to be a master in the art of weapon refining. She is
I don’t know who will win in the end or who will die.”
"Ha, what does this mean? In the future, Miss Lan, who is so beautiful and graceful, will come to San Luo City to play the piano, and it will definitely be overcrowded."
"It is said that Miss Lan has a delicate body and soft bones. Her voice is like an oriole coming out of the valley, which makes people forget to leave. If I can find such a beauty in this life, I will never regret leaving this world."