Rebirth is back for you

Changsun Qimu had just taken a step forward when he was snatched back by a pair of arms suddenly wrapped around his waist.

She bent her eyes, tilted her head slightly and put her head on her shoulders, and said softly: "Is it because you don't want to go with me? Are you reluctant to part with me now?"

Jing Ran didn't speak, but just tightened his arms.

The eldest grandson Qimu leaned back again, kissed her, and said with a smile, "Do you still want to eat fish?"

Jing Ran lightly touched her ears, cheeks, and hair on the sideburns like a reward, "How long do I have to soak?"

"We'll wait until dawn before leaving. It's better if you soak for a while longer."

"How long?" Jing Ran gently bit her ear.

Changsun Qimu's body trembled slightly, she turned around suddenly, and jumped onto the shore from the lake with her arms around Jing Ran's waist.

The only white fox fur was wrapped around his body. Jing Ran blinked, looked at the dried clothes on Changsun Qimu's body, pointed to himself and asked, "I'll go back with this wrapped?"

Changsun Qimu casually moved a stone to the grill, sat down, flipped over the fish on it, closed his eyes and said, "You still think I can forge an ink-colored brocade cloud for you?"

"What I mean is, you didn't even bring some of my clothes when you came to pick me up." Jing Ran turned his head and glanced at her, inexplicably feeling that she looked a bit obedient, so he suddenly bent down and kissed her.

Changsun Qimu took advantage of the situation to hug her into his arms, circled her and continued to fish, and wrote lightly: "Go back and make you look better."

Jing Ran obviously thought of something, couldn't help but move into a comfortable position, put his arms around her neck and lowered his head, and asked, "Just... what did you want to say?"

"Tell me to wear nice clothes for you."

Knowing that she would make a fuss on purpose, Jing Ran poked at her thick eyelashes, "I mean, big wedding."

"Big wedding."

"...It's not this big wedding." Jing Ran pinched her cheek.

"Then how many big marriages do you want?" Changsun Qimu chuckled, letting her pinch her face, and lifted a string of fish to her mouth.

Jing Ran glanced down at the fish, and didn't go close to eat it, but looked at the eldest grandson Qimu, suddenly lowered his voice, and asked, "How many weddings have we had?"

The eldest grandson Qimu was covered with a faint layer of moonlight, and her eyes danced with the firelight beside her, and she was also stained with a trace of trance watching Jingran,

"No, this is the first one."

Jing Ran fell silent, and Sui Xi pulled her fingers and wrapped them in his palms, "Will it go well?"

"Yes." Changsun Qimu didn't think twice or hesitate.

Jing Ran then smiled slightly, then lowered his head to kiss her.

Changsun Qimu put the fish back on the grill very cooperatively, and obediently raised his head to kiss her.

Even though they have just been intimate just now, and even the thin sweat from the hair on their fingertips has not yet dissipated, the gentle closeness they yearn for all the time is so hard to restrain themselves now.

The tongues of flames in the frame beside them ignited wantonly, and the scorching breath around them stained the cheeks of both of them with light pink and warmed them up.

Jing Ran hugged the eldest grandson Qimu's neck tightly, pressed against her forehead, and said softly, "Mian'er, the wound on your arm is open again."

Changsun Qimu turned his head to look at it, and said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, it will be fine on its own."

"But it still needs to be bandaged." Jing Ran touched Changsun Qimu's lips again, moved back a little, and pulled her arm over.

The three-inch wound where a sharp arrow had been stuck to his outer arm was not very deep, but it was slightly pinkish white because of soaking in water.

Jing Ran pursed her lips, and swiftly raised her hand to tear off the ripped sleeve.

Although Changsun Qimu let her go, he still reminded me aloud: "I didn't bring any extra clothes, if you tear it, I won't even have to wear my inner clothes."

Jing Ran paused, moved her fingers to her lapel, and took off her clothes one by one like undressing.

The belt around the waist was not untied, and the three layers of clothing were peeled off and piled up on the waist, layer upon layer like a streamer lake, reflecting the beauty of a half-naked person.

Jing Ran's eyes were clear, and without being dazed, he took out the ice glass from his sleeve, put its sword tip on the tongue of fire and rolled it up, tore off a sleeve of his inner jacket, and took out a small porcelain bottle from his bosom.

After preparing all these, she wiped the corners of Changsun Qimu's lips that had been curled up all the time, and asked, "Why don't you learn medicine?"

"Because I can't learn it." Changsun Qimu didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong, and followed the good way.

"You are so smart, you know everything in this world, but you can't learn medicine alone?" Jing Ran raised his eyebrows.

"Perhaps it's because of the talent of studying medicine that I gave it to my wife." The eldest grandson Qimu was not at all embarrassed, and chuckled lightly.

Jing Ran didn't respond to her indecency, but wrapped her cheeks with both hands, rubbed them lightly, and said, "Is it because you can't learn, or you don't learn on purpose, so you always make excuses." , relying on me to give you medicine?"

The sound of crackling flames around them seemed to be silent for an instant, only two sudden and clear heartbeats resounded in the ears of the two of them, gradually becoming unified during the long back and forth.

Changsun Qimu suddenly laughed, her eyes were shining brightly, she looked up at Jing Ran, and asked, "When did you remember?"

The corners of Jing Ran's lips curled slightly, and he deliberately closed his eyes and said, "I dreamed about it."

The eldest grandson Qimu didn't buy it, and seemed to be very happy to caress Xia Jingran's cheek, and said softly: "Apart from this, what else do you think of?"

"I thought you were a liar, a scoundrel, and a prudish person since you were a child." Jing Ran's voice was a little hoarse, and he rubbed the eldest grandson Qimu's cheek vigorously, a layer of water glowed in his warm phoenix eyes.

"I'm not a liar, a rogue, or a prudish man. How can I ask you and get you."

What had been like a mist for a long time was finally cleared away. The eldest grandson Qimu caressed Jingran's eyelids with his fingertips in relief and tenderness. There were extremely gentle water waves in his eyes, and he sighed happily and fortunately: "You're so nice, it's a good thing I'm here."

"Liar, you only know how to make me happy, trick me into softening my heart, and rely on me a little bit." Jing Ran curled his mouth and turned his head away, but the hug under his hands tightened even more.

"You are obviously willing to be coaxed, lied to, and raped by me." Changsun Qimu rubbed her cheek again, her jade-like eyes were so bright that it was ridiculous, as if she didn't know how to express her happiness. Jing Ran's head still wanted to get close to kiss her.

"Don't move, your wound hasn't been bandaged yet." Jing Ran raised her eyebrows, put her finger on the center of Changsun Qimu's eyebrows, fixed her, then reached out to take the ice glass beside her, and cleaned the wound on her arm.

The eldest grandson Qimu stopped moving, and watched Jing Ran's precise movements under the sword with thick eyelashes. After watching for a long time, he wrote lightly as if he wanted to talk about something: "It hurts."

"..." Jing Ran cast a sideways glance at her, and continued to move her hands, and even exerted a bit of evil intentions.

Changsun Qimu immediately raised his eyebrows, and reminded again unhappily: "Be gentle with me."

Jing Ran snorted, threw away the ice glass, instead of powder, poured a bottle of crystal clear medicine exuding grassy fragrance on Changsun Qimu's wound, allowing the medicine to penetrate quickly.

"You are not gentle with me, but you bind me with spirit locks. What should I do to be gentle with you?"

"The spirit-binding lock was originally used to bind you. If it's not for you, who is it for?"

"I am the young master of the gods, how dare you tie me up?"

"The Hall of Palm God has always been on the same level as the Hall of Palm Life, do you still want to be my young master?" Changsun Qimu squinted at Jing Ran with a half-smile.

"Even if it is flat, the Spirit Binding Lock is used by the Palm God Hall to restrain the Palm Life Hall. As the young master, I have never made any mistakes. How can you tie me up?!" Jing Ran's bandages were fast and neat, refusing .

"The spirit-binding lock can lock the spirit veins, and it is under the control of the Temple of Palm; and you are my wife, and you are under the control of the master of this hall. My wife has made a mistake, so what's wrong with me using my things to lock her?" Changsun Qimu had a clear logic. , doing my part.

Jing Ran glared angrily: "...what crooked reasoning?"

"This is justified."

"..."

Jing Ran stared at Changsun Qimu for a while, but Changsun Qimu always had an innocent look on her face, so she had no choice but to get up to her neck and take a bite, and asked, "The spirit binding lock can lock the spirit veins, so the palm of the palm of the god hall Spiritual veins, and the palm of the hand holds the bloodlines. It is attached to the inheritance of bloodlines, but it overrides the inheritance method of bloodline inheritance—it is the inheritance of spiritual veins, right?"

"Yes." Changsun Qimu nodded casually, sideways picked up a fish again, and handed it to Jing Ran's mouth, "This fish is delicious, take a bite, it has no thorns."

"I'm asking you something, please concentrate." Jing Ran raised his eyebrows, and his subordinates pinched Changsun Qimu dissatisfiedly, and took a bite of the fish with a sincere mouth.

then……

This is too... delicious.

Jing Ran hastily lowered his eyelashes to look at the fish. Changsun Qimu looked at her movements with a smile that was not a smile. He took the time to move the fish away, and nodded solemnly: "I am very attentive, what else do you want to ask?" ?”

"I..." I still want to eat fish.

Jing Ran pursed her lips, wanting her to move the fish back but felt a little embarrassed, so she had to ask confidently: "You have the spiritual pulse, so you went to Qingyue Jialong Temple before the catastrophe, and stayed here. That hibiscus tree left the spiritual veins of the two of us there, so that we can live in Qingyue in the next life, right?"

"Yes, but the two of us planted the tree together." Changsun Qimu moved the fish back, took a bite at the place where Jingran had bitten, and puffed his cheeks slightly: "Jialong Temple is a real millennium heritage." The temple, that small courtyard is also Master Huiren's place, it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to get close to it, it is the safest place."

It is indeed the best strategy to use the thousand-year-old temple to protect the spiritual veins, but——

Jing Ran looked down at the way she ate half of the fish in a few bites, squinted at the few fish left on the grill, and then asked slightly, "So why do you two have memories of the previous life?" , and I don't?"

"Of course it's because your memory has been sealed." Changsun Qimu closed his long and thick eyelashes, thought for a while before raising his eyes, softly brought the fish closer to Jing Ran's mouth, and made a soft voice like a decision Said: "Eat, don't ask, wait until we—"

She paused, deliberately skipped this sentence, and then said: "After a while, I will take you to lift the seal. People of the gods, whose souls are immortal, can enter Lingshan. The unforeseen catastrophe that happened in the third life in succession should be able to remember the memory of the third life."

Speaking of this, Changsun Qimu raised his eyebrows again, "Things that you think of yourself are always a little bit more real than what you hear from others, and it's better than letting yourself fool around." It's better to think about it."

Jing Ran digested her words for a while, and then pressed her eldest grandson Qimu's forehead with some guilt, and her voice became softer, "So you sent me to Jin Yang, not because of—"

She herself paused here, as if she couldn't speak.

Changsun Qimu raised his eyebrows softly and coolly, put his arms around her arms and fished them into his arms, "I can't tell now? Didn't you dare to guess and think at that time, huh?"

"...I know I was wrong." Jing Ran leaned close to Changsun Qimu's lips and kissed them weakly, with the tip of his tongue softly poking out, fawning over her lips and teeth that contained the smell of grilled fish. circle.

The eldest grandson Qimu squinted his eyes in enjoyment, hooked the corners of his kissed mouth, stroked Jingran's side face, and said, "Okay, eat fish quickly."

Jing Ran slightly raised his body to take the fish, looked around while eating, and asked, "Where is this?"

"Cloud Water Stream."

Jing Ran was a little surprised, but it was clear, if they hadn't left Wuli's territory, how could they sit down and grill fish leisurely now, but, "What are we doing here?"

"Wait for a little thing."

"Yun Ling?" Jing Ran tilted his head and asked.

"Yun Ling originally followed all the way." Changsun Qimu finished speaking, and really saw a ball of white shells fired from nowhere as usual.

Jing Ran caught it with ease, bowed his head and patted its forehead affectionately, "You stinky bastard, you're getting fat again."

Yun Ling's rippling blue eyes seemed to roll over, and the movement of rubbing Jingran's palm stopped abruptly, and she jumped into the eldest grandson Qimu's arms lightly, and then raised her head and "tweeted, tweeted, tweeted" to her non-stop.

Jing Ran glanced at each person and bird with a strange expression, and looked around carefully without thinking too much, "So this is the place where the gods belong?"

No wonder the surrounding trees seem to be glowing blue, and the fish in the lake are also very delicious, and the inexplicable flowers growing at the bottom of the lake can also replenish spiritual energy.

Unexpectedly, Changsun Qimu chuckled lightly, and said: "How can the gods only have such a small place, this is really just a place to store information."

Jing Ran suddenly turned around, "Where is the real family of gods?"

"The Suiye Island outside the East China Sea." The eldest grandson Qimu stroked Fu Jingran's hair, and softly explained her doubts, "Suiye Island is a foreign land that truly belongs to the gods. It stretches for tens of thousands of miles. For thousands of years, it has been floating and hiding on the East China Sea, forming a corner of its own, a place that is really hard for mortals to reach."

"Then where did this place come from? What about the records in the story book?"

Changsun Qimu hesitated for a moment, and said: "This place was first opened up by the people of the gods, and it is indeed only used to store information. And that book——I wrote it."

"You wrote it?" Jing Ran squinted his eyes suddenly understanding something, "To confuse the world?"

Changsun Qimu responded, nodded, replaced the fishbone she had eaten, and handed her a new one.

Jing Ran was surprised for a long time before raising his eyebrows, took a bite of the fish and said, "So you expected that it would be difficult to get out after entering Wuli, so you sent Changsun Qihong to Suiye Island early, and brought Qingluan and Bie Ling with you." Lock it back."

"It's almost the same, but the spirit binding lock is made of spiritual power. It is invisible, and it belongs to the same sect as my spiritual vein."

Jing Ran basically nodded understandingly, thinking that there really is such a mysterious alien race in this world, and there are things such as divine beasts and spiritual power that have gone against common sense.

She thought about what Changsun Qimu said for a while to unseal her and restore her memory, so she didn't ask any more questions, but only cared: "What are we waiting for now?"

"Evening Spirit Grass." The grandson Qimu didn't wait for Jing Ran to ask this time, and took the initiative to explain, "Evening Spirit Grass is formed from a part of the spiritual veins. Everyone who has the spiritual veins will have their own Yeling Grass." The grass is there, even if it is reincarnated, the night spirit grass will never be affected. There is only one situation, that is, if the soul is also wiped out, the night spirit grass will die."

Jing Ran was smart at first, so after thinking about it, he said, "So our night spirit grass was brought out from Suiye Island in the previous life and put here in Yunshuijian?"

"Yes." Changsun Qimu raised his eyes to look at the gradually fading and hidden moonlight, looked away from behind Jingran, and said, "It's here."

Jing Ran heard that one almost fell from the arms of the eldest grandson Qimu, it?a grass?coming?

How does a grass come from?Can't you walk with long legs? !

The eldest grandson Qimu suddenly couldn't help smiling, and steadying her body motioned her to look back.Jing Ran turned her head, and sure enough, in the still hazy night, a plant, or a group of grass plants overflowing with the blue light of a very beautiful elf, slowly moved over.

Jing Ran's face was extremely strange, and he could see it more clearly when he moved closer, and immediately took out the sachet in his arms for comparison, then blinked and said: "It turns out that the phoenix on the front of the sachet is Qingluan, and the one on the back is Qingluan. The vines are night spirit grass."

The eldest grandson Qimu nodded with a smile, and Jing Ran said again: "So Qingluan and Ye Lingcao are the totems of the gods?"

"Almost, you'll remember it when you unlock the seal." Changsun Qimu interrupted Jing Ran's curious baby-like question, and pulled her up, "Go, go and touch it, it hasn't seen you for a long time .”

Jing Ran was led a few steps forward, and his expression changed, making it even more strange.

Seeing the two getting up, Ye Lingcao stopped moving and stood on the spot. Every vine around her body seemed to twist happily, emitting a softer and more beautiful blue light.

Jing Ran looked down at it: "..."

"It has been with you since you were born, and it has basically followed you all the time. It is more intimate than Yunling and Yunying." The eldest grandson Qimu leaned over, stretched out his fingertips and tapped the little thumb on the vine of the night spirit grass shaped leaves, as if greeting it.

Ye Lingcao responded by curling the tip around Changsun Qimu's fingertips, then let go and turned towards Jingran.

Jing Ran watched it beg for a hug, and suddenly couldn't help but squatted down to touch it, although it was just a plant, maybe not an ordinary plant.But Changsun Qimu said that this was hers, a child who was closer than Yunling Yunying, and with such a cute posture, she immediately felt intimate.

Yun Ling, who has always been fond of flying vinegar, also walked around the night spirit grass as if seeing an old friend, and teased its vines with Jing Ran.

The eldest grandson Qimu looked soft, and after letting one person, one bird and one grass play for a while, he looked at the faintly bright sky and said, "Let's go, it's time to go back."

As she finished speaking, the vines of the night spirit grass on the ground suddenly bent at the same time, and the next moment, they bounced like a spring, and jumped firmly onto Jing Ran's shoulder.

Yun Ling followed suit, flapping her wings and jumping onto Jing Ran's other shoulder.

Jing Ran: "..."

Suddenly, I felt like a juggler.

The eldest grandson Qimu was obviously used to it, and reached out to hold her and called out Qingluan.

Qingluan's huge figure soared into the air, Jing Ran rubbed the embroidery pattern on the surface of the sachet in his hand with his fingertips, looked at it and said with emotion: "I thought this kind of luan bird was a small and exquisite spirit beast, but I didn't expect it to be so big."

"On the sachet is what it looked like when it was a child."

"No wonder..." Jing Ran nodded, and Changsun Qimu's voice echoed in the wind, "It was as big as a crane when it was young."

Jing Ran's expression froze.

The eldest grandson Qimu had an interesting look in his eyes, and he smiled and pulled her up Qingluan's back, and said: "Let's go."

Qingluan immediately flapped his wings and soared up again.

Jing Ran suddenly asked in the wind: "Where's your night spirit grass?"

"To be honest, my plant is rather shy, and I like to be alone in the deep mountains and old forests, so I can't take it with me."

Jing Ran: "..."

Changsun Qimu suddenly laughed out loud, and after glancing down, he turned his head to look at Jing Ran's expression rightly, with a subtle and gentle sparkle in his eyes.

Jing Ran was inexplicably strange at first, and after looking at Changsun Qimu several times, he moved away incomprehensibly, not daring to look again.

Because she felt that her eyes were not as bright as the other's.

……

As Qingluan's height rose, a little red light suddenly appeared in front of Jing Ran's eyes, and then it turned into a bright bright red corner, and then the corner became wider and bigger, gradually spreading into a piece, like a luxurious The brocade unfolded slowly, bursting out with dazzling brilliance.

It is obviously unusual to be able to see a large area of ​​pure color at such a height, Jing Ran was stunned, and suddenly moved his feet forward a few steps as if remembering something.

Changsun Qimu hooked the corner of his mouth, held her hand firmly and walked a few steps towards the edge.

So the endless bright red appeared in Jingran's eyes little by little, and remained unchanged for a long time as Qingluan soared fast, truly reflecting the appearance of Wanli Jinhong in her eyes.

Jing Ran's palms suddenly felt hot, and she unconsciously asked in a hoarse voice when her eyes were bright red, "When did you prepare?"

"I've been preparing for many years." Looking at Jing Ran's expression, Changsun Qimu suddenly laughed, squeezed her palm, put the other hand around her waist, and said with curved eyebrows and eyes like the most beautiful crescent moon: " When we left Qingyue and set off for Wuli, we started hanging up."

Jing Ran still felt that her throat was hot, and she didn't dare to look away at the stretches of red silk, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What do you want to do?"

"I want to marry you, I want to marry you." Changsun Qimu's voice suddenly became a little hoarse, she released Jing Ran's hand tightly, and suddenly raised her hand to hold her cheek and kissed her.

The wanton burning kiss was more intense and scorching than ever before, and the two of them were firmly trapped in it against the bright red background, even if they were almost burnt to ashes, they still enjoyed it.

After a long kiss, Changsun Qimu clung tightly to Jing Ran's collarbone that was almost melting due to sweat, gasped for a while, and suddenly smiled lightly: "It's not like you couldn't wait last night."

Jing Ran's body tightened.

Changsun Qimu chuckled again, bit the collarbone under his lips and said in a low voice: "I can't wait any longer, so—"

"Qingluan, hurry up!"

Hearing the sound, the huge squinting phoenix flapped its wings suddenly, leading the two of them soaring towards the capital of Qingyue at a speed of ten miles amidst the sound of the wind like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.

The author has something to say: marriage is coming unexpectedly, baa~

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