Single Dog Ending System

Lang Qianxing changed into a set of blue clothes, and picked up the red sword that had been untied and placed on the table.

This sword was given to him by his master, he didn't say give it away, only let him use it.The red sword body is like fire, obviously it is a sword with a fire spirit root, and it will not be used by a master with a water spirit root.

And besides the special appearance of this sword, it doesn't seem to have any value worthy of being collected by the master. It is probably a failure of the master's unsuccessful sword refining. I am afraid that because Zhong Yibo is given a sword, he does not have it. Feeling dissatisfied, it was just to appease him.

Lang Qianxing pulled out the sword, and skillfully took out the handkerchief to wipe the sword body. After he finished wiping and put the sword back into the sheath, he froze.

What is he doing?Lang Qianxing chuckled subconsciously. Now that the master has no cultivation base, he can't find out if he is doing anything in the room by himself.So who is he doing it for now?

Lang Qianxing wanted to laugh at himself for being too involved in the play, but he found that he couldn't deny how much he enjoyed himself in the play.

Enjoy the feeling of admiring Yun Jue.

Lang Qianxing raised his head, just in time to see himself carefully dressed in the bronze mirror.From the hair crown to the clothes, and the decorations on the belt, I have chosen the most suitable and best set off for everything. No matter how you look at it, the people in the mirror are just like those men in the world who are going to meet their sweethearts at the Lantern Festival. No different, not even a courting male peacock would be an exaggerated metaphor.

Lang Qianxing looked at his slightly confused eyes in the mirror, feeling a little annoyed.He tore off the jade pendant on his waist, and went to untie his belt, but he stopped halfway through the movement, and sat back at the table again.

Lang Qianxing was a little stunned when he saw the eyes of the person in the mirror. He sat there for a long time, finally tied his belt, and put the jade pendant back around his waist.

Even after calming down, he found that he still didn't want to take off the clothes, he found that he still wanted Yun Jue to see himself like this.

Heh, what is he doing?Why didn't he understand it himself?

Qin Lang next door propped one hand on the table, buried his face under his wide sleeves, his shoulders trembled slightly, both in pain and pleasure.Of course, the accurate description is holding back a laugh.

Qin Lang laughed enough and asked the system: "25, did you record it?"

The corner of the system's mouth twitched: "It's recorded."

"Tsk tsk, when you go back, show him in front of him, hahaha..."

The system couldn't bear to look directly at it, and changed the subject: "The blackening value has decreased to 50. The favorability is also 50."

Qin Lang took a sip of tea and said slowly, "Well, it's normal. Love and hate are balanced. The more he likes me, the faster the resentment from the previous life will disappear. As long as the heart is full of love, you will find how beautiful the world is."

System: "...What kind of chicken soup is this? Are you sure it hasn't expired?"

Qin Lang ignored him: "When he finds out that he really likes me, and I don't want to die, his blackening value should be completely faded."

"So are you going to die?" The system asked and answered, "I think you will. After all, you have been looking forward to it for a long time."

Qin Lang: "..."

Before Qin Lang had time to defend himself, Lang Qianxing had already knocked on the door, "Master..."

Qin Lang opened the door, the young man outside the door had crooked eyebrows, behind him was the fiery sunset.But his eyes are like the rising sun, if people look into it, they can feel his scorching heat and sincerity, which is enough to melt all ice, snow and cold.

Qin Lang glanced away unnaturally, turned around and closed the door.

What Xuanyuan Qi arranged for them was a courtyard with an elegant environment, but the location was not remote, and it didn't take too long to walk to the gate of the palace.

As soon as he arrived at the gate, Qin Lang found that the little prince and his four guards were also there.It seems that the little prince who likes to be lively is also going to participate in the lantern festival.

"Mr. Qian Xing is really handsome in this outfit, don't you plan to find your good match at the Lantern Festival?" The little prince opened his fan with a swipe, joking.

Unexpectedly, Lang Qianxing smiled, but actually answered: "Yes, my lord has good eyesight." After saying that, he sneaked a glance at Qin Lang.

A group of straight men on the opposite side only thought that he was looking at his master's face. After all, people like them with the ability to catch monsters are either Taoist priests or monks. There must be perverted rules about not being able to fall in love.

Qin Lang's reaction was no response, as if he hadn't heard it, which was within Lang Qianxing's expectation.

On the contrary, the little prince looked a little surprised: "Mr. Qin doesn't seem to object?"

Qin Lang: "It's human nature."

The little prince then asked what Lang Qianxing had always wanted to ask: "If that's the case, Mr. Qin, you will also...?"

He doesn't look like a person in the mortal world, as if nothing can enter his eyes and affect his emotions.Will such a person taste love like ordinary people?

unimaginable.

When Qin Lang didn't want to speak or didn't know what to say, he would use silence instead, and once he fell silent, his demeanor became even colder. Even if he was a cheerful little prince, he couldn't continue to ask questions, and quickly changed the subject. Ask Qin Lang if they want to go to the Lantern Festival with them.

Before Qin Lang could speak, Lang Qianxing refused first.Hearing his refusal, Qin Lang squinted at him, took a full view of his well-behaved behavior of "thought he was secretive, but he was still a young man who inevitably leaked a little ulterior motives", and remained silent without speaking.

Since it is an imperial city, this kind of lantern festival, which is similar to Valentine's Day on Qixi Festival, is naturally very lively.Every street is full of bustling crowds, men and women, old and young, but anyone who sees Qin Lang and Lang Qianxing can't help but let their eyes stay on them for a while.

Qin Lang has already noticed that many little girls are shy, and they bought sachets from the street vendors, and they are going to smash them on him and Lang Qianxing.

Obviously Lang Qianxing also noticed.Lang Qianxing, who was following behind Qin Lang as usual, took advantage of the surging crowd, quietly walked side by side with Qin Lang, and was very close to each other, blocking Qin Lang's probing eyes from the street.

In order not to make his actions seem excessive and abrupt, he moved close to Qin Lang's ear and whispered, "Master, was your name really Qin Lang before?"

"Qin Lang is my real name." The hot air in his ears made Qin Lang feel a little itchy, and he separated some distance from Lang Qianxing.He looked around again, walked through the crowd, and stood in a temporarily deserted place on the side of the street, as if he was dazed by the crowd and needed to catch his breath.

Below the street is the moat. The moonlight is reflected on the river surface, and many lanterns are swaying. Most of the lanterns are in the shape of lotus flowers. There are candles in the middle. The candlelight shines on the wishes of people on the lanterns and drifts away with the waves.

Qin Lang stood on the side of the street quietly watching the beautiful picture.The quiet appearance and the lanterns on the river form a picture scroll, and the admiral of the pavilion will pray for the girls who can find a good husband at the lantern festival.

Qin Lang was thinking for a while whether his husband would also pull him to buy two lanterns from the old woman like other lovers, write down his wishes, and then squat by the river to release lanterns together, when a red lantern appeared in front of his eyes. s things.

That's right, as long as it was in ancient times, candied haws in candied fruit and chestnuts fried in sugar.

"Master, do you want to try it? You must have eaten it before." The long street was dimly lit, but the eyes of the person in front of him only reflected him.

Qin Lang looked at the bunch of candied haws, and said to himself that what I actually want to eat is barbecue and hot pot, but since you are my husband, I will accompany you as a girl.

Qin Lang continued, although he had nothing to say, he glanced at Lang Qianxing lightly, clearly saying that he was childish.

Lang Qianxing grinned and bit the other string, and the rock sugar wrapped in hawthorn was crushed and sticked a little on his mouth. It looked a little stupid, but it was inexplicably dazzling.

Qin Lang couldn't help laughing.

That smile was fleeting, Lang Qianxing didn't want to blink, stared intently, Qin Lang laughed, all the icebergs and coldness disappeared in an instant, like the breeze blowing over the hills full of blooming flowers, leaving no trace The zone brings an intoxicating aroma.

Qin Lang only ate one sugar-coated sweet and sour fruit, and handed the rest back to Lang Qianxing. It seemed that he didn't like it very much.

After all, Qin Lang is a master who can eat the soul of food. The food in the mortal world will always be mixed with various thoughts of ordinary people, and it will not be pure. It is reasonable for him not to like it.

Lang Qianxing took the candied haws that Qin Lang had only eaten one, secretly looked at Qin Lang's side face staring at the scenery of the river, and put the remaining few into his mouth.

It seems that it is sweeter than the bunch just now.

Qin Lang almost laughed out loud, is his husband's idiotic behavior acting out, or did he want to do it in the first place?

"Qianxing." Qin Lang called him suddenly.

Lang Qianxing was still chewing the fruit, and it was inconvenient to speak, so he said "Huh?" behind him.

The deep and ambiguous voice made Qin Lang's ears burn. He was obviously not evil at all, but he always had a feeling of being molested.

It may be that in the past few worlds, his husband's "Huh?" in the form of questioning has a provocative atmosphere, and he has naturally formed a conditioned reflex.

Qin Lang stabilized his mind, not letting his thoughts fly in an indescribable direction.

Qin Lang asked him: "Do you think these lanterns look good?"

"It's pretty." Lang Qianxing looked at Qin Lang with anticipation in his eyes.

Qin Lang asked again: "Are you happy now?"

Lang Qianxing nodded and said honestly, "Happy."

Qin Lang looked at the river and was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Go and put the lanterns."

"Ah?" Lang Qianxing looked puzzled and disbelieving that Qin Lang had already turned and walked towards the old woman selling lanterns, and hurriedly followed.

At this time, the crowd surged again, Lang Qianxing was two steps away from Qin Lang, and Lang Qianxing was knocked away by the crowd a few more steps, he could only raise his head high, and followed the light blue back in the crowd.

Lang Qianxing struggled to move forward among the crowd, although he was so close, he couldn't reach it.At this moment, he seemed to understand his feelings.

Master pampered him and seemed close to him, but he felt that he was still so far away from him.Inseparable, sometimes real and sometimes ethereal.This was something he had never experienced in his previous life.

Maybe it's the competitive spirit in his bones, the more he is like this, the more he wants to get it.

Just when he was about to use the technique to reach Qin Lang again, the light blue figure stopped, he turned his head, and his eyes fell on him accurately.

Soon, the man withdrew his gaze and stood in the busy street, waiting patiently for him, waiting for him to approach him step by step and reach him.

For some unknown reason, Lang Qianxing's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, making a pounding sound, comparable to the noisy drums on a painting boat in the middle of the moat.

When Lang Qianxing finally returned to him, Qin Lang glanced at him lightly again, probably meaning "how old is he, he's still like a child".

Although he was a little disgusted, he took out a flute from his sleeve and handed it to Lang Qianxing.

Lang Qianxing held it in a daze. Before he could say "Thank you, Master", he saw Qin Lang holding the other end. He subconsciously thought that Qin Lang was going to take it back again, and was about to let go.Qin Lang turned around and took a step.

He vaguely understood what Qin Lang meant, and when he came back to his senses, Qin Lang led him along the long street like this.

In an instant, Lang Qianxing was a little deaf. He couldn't hear the drums on the boats in the river, the hawking along the street, or the girls laughing with their handkerchiefs in their hands... The surrounding area was extremely quiet, and the only sound came from his heart. Beating, once, sonorous and forceful, this is evidence, evidence of his heart for Qin Lang.

He is not only deaf, but also somewhat blind, otherwise why is there only that one figure in his eyes?He didn't even feel sensitive anymore, he could only feel the slightly cool jade flute held by his right hand, and the other end of the jade flute was the man's hand.

Qin Lang listened to the sound of the increase in favorability, and glanced back without any trace out of the corner of his eye.Stupid husband, who is teasing whom?Let you taste what is called anti-routine!