Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

Smelling the familiar and reassuring fragrance of roses, Nan Xiang was visibly happy.

"Why are you back so early?"

Inkstone is very useful to the little Taoist priest who regards him as one of his own.

It seems that he took the right step.

"Today is your eighteenth birthday, I don't want to miss it."

Yanchen still felt a little regretful that Nan Xiang didn't hug him immediately.

However, considering that Nan Xiang was an ignorant Taoist priest, he was relieved.

Don't be anxious, he is always the most patient.

After being stunned for a moment, Nan Xiang remembered that the two of them had been standing at the door for a while.

So she reached out and pulled Yan Chen in: "Hurry up and sit down."

Feeling the soft touch, Yanchen wanted to extend the time or pause it directly, but in the end he failed.

Nan Xiang just pulled him away for a short while, and then let go.

"You haven't had breakfast yet?"

"Yeah. I'm about to do it myself." Nan Xiang nodded.

Yanchen didn't expose her, so he got up and went to the kitchen not long after sitting down.

"I'm going to make some noodles."

Not long after, Yanchen brought out a bowl of noodles.

"You should eat longevity noodles on your birthday."

Nan Xiang "saw" his face, smiled at Yanchen, and then started.

Yanchen sat aside and watched Nan Xiang finish a bowl of noodles seriously and tenderly.

After finishing the noodles, Nan Xiang raised his head and asked, "Yanchen, why don't you eat?"

"I'll eat it later."

"it is good."

Nan Xiang put the bowl away, completed his daily practice, and then moved out a chair and sat at the door. The same was true for Yan Chen, just like six days ago.

Nan Xiang felt the breath of nature, especially the strong breath of the men around him, with his expression as usual:

"I don't know what to do."

Yanchen knew that the little Taoist priest felt a little restrained when he was next to her, so he said: "You can do whatever you want, just like usual."

"Okay. Yanchen, can you talk to me?"

"it is good."

"Today is my eighteenth birthday. After today, I plan to follow Master's agreement on the Imperial Capital and head all the way north to the Imperial Capital."

"Well, that's good. Imperial Capital is very prosperous."

"But I'm a little nervous. Originally I thought I wasn't nervous, but as time went by I became more nervous.

"Don't be nervous, I will always be there."

After saying that, he took out the hairpin he had just prepared and gave it to Nan Xiang.

Nan Xiang naturally felt the thing in his hand and asked, "Is this the hairpin you gave me?"

"Yes. A birthday gift for you."

"I feel like this hairpin is very special. The aura is a bit like... the fan in Swaggering Mountain."

Yanchen asked: "Why do you feel this way?"

Hearing that Yanchen didn't deny it, but instead asked, Nan Xiang already knew the answer.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"It's not hard. Treat yourself well on your eighteenth birthday."

Nan Xiang nodded, her face showing two dimples: "Then help me."

Yanchen did not refuse. He knew that the little girl was cautiously extending her hand to send out a little signal.

But even a little bit makes Yanchen happy.

Yanchen reached out and inserted the hairpin.

"suitable for you."

"Thank you. Did you do this?" Nan Xiang asked.

Yanchen nodded and Nanxiang smiled again: "You are very powerful."

Yanchen once again indulged in the girl's gentle and sweet smile.

Through the chat between the two, Nan Xiang learned about the function of this magical hairpin.

It can not only emit a little bit of fluorescence in dim places, but also allow the owner to get rid of illusions and not get lost.

It is a jet black hairpin mixed with green leaves. It is simple and elegant, which is very suitable for Nan Xiang's identity at this time.

Nanxiang asked him what the hairpin was called, and Yanchen asked her to get it herself.

"There is no name, please come up with one." Yanchen's eyes were as gentle as ever, and his Danxia red eyes were as gentle as spring water surging.

But Nanxiang can't even see this.

Nan Xiang put his hand to his chin and thought for a while: "Let's call it 'Inkstone Hairpin'."

Yanchen: "Okay."

On her eighteenth birthday, Nan Xiang thought that she would spend it alone and normally like the previous three years. She did not expect that a flower would accompany her on this special day.

The night falls and the sky is filled with stars.

The small house was quiet and quiet. There were only two people. To be precise, one person and one demon just hugged each other gently and separated in an instant. However, they both felt that each other's hearts were very close. Although they only touched for an instant, at this moment It's an eternity.

"Yanchen, can you give me a simple hug?" The girl's eyes were simple and pure. Although dim and unfocused, her clean baby face had a strong allure for Yanchen, the beautiful flower demon.

The man's Adam's apple rolled slightly and he said slowly: "Okay."

So there was such an instant hug.

Until I rested at night, I always thought of Yanchen watching the large pink petals falling from his own flower space, falling into the lake of his heart and creating ripples.

The flower sea space is a place where every flower demon returns to its true body and rests.

Different flower monsters have different flower spaces, but they are all in line with the characteristics of their species.

The higher the flower demon's cultivation level, the more complete and larger his flower sea space will be.

Like the Goddess of Flowers, another qualitative leap. The flower space of the Goddess of Flowers has become a stable little world. However, the Flower Goddess of this world has retired to seclusion, leaving no trace in the Three Realms, leaving only many legends and treasures.

Of course there are many legends, but the treasure is not well known.

Nan Xiang and Yan Chen set out all the way north and drove for more than half a month to a small town.

For more than half a month, Nan Xiang has been doing her Taoist priest's trick, and she has stopped when encountering evil spirits, and Yan Chen has cooperated.

Along the way, Nanxiang's name, Nanchen Taoist, became louder and louder, and the demons and ghosts along the way gave way.

When they heard a blind female Taoist priest in Taoist robes and a man in pink, they quickly gave way.

In the past, some demons thought that Nan Xiang was a half-baked Taoist priest who wanted to tease and torture him to death. However, he was promoted and all his belongings were plundered.

Seeing that they were unable to bully Nan Xiang, other evil spirits and demons went to pick out what they thought were "soft persimmons", so they went to Yanchen, but in the end they were crushed to ashes without even a scream.

The identity of the inkstone demon was so well hidden that other demons and ghosts didn't discover it.

With the lessons learned from the past, the demons and ghosts on the road are much more honest. In some villages, fewer boys and girls were arrested. Some were sent by the villagers but were immediately thrown back to the village, leaving everyone in the village full of question marks. However, Naturally, I was ecstatic that I didn’t have to send anyone away.

As a result, they became the "great benefactors" of the people along the way and the devils among all the demons.

This time we finally came to a larger town.

At the gate of the town, Nan Xiang stopped. The Qingxie bell on his waist was intermittently emitting a faint red light and ringing rapidly.

Nan Xiang swiped his hand at the bell. He was instantly quiet and his expression was a little solemn.

When Yanchen saw Nan Xiang stop and look over the town, he noticed a trace of extremely faint black air. A hint of foreboding flashed across his brows, and he soon returned to gentleness.

Yanchen lowered his head and asked, "Taiping Town, do you want to go in?"