You owe me the cultivation of immortals!

Hong walked across the arch bridge over and over again, she closed her eyes, and didn't even look at the extraordinarily pure and delicate floating flowers blooming under the bridge, she would smack her lips from time to time, as if walking more and more leisurely.

There are a few unknown spirit beasts secretly peeping in the distance, because there is no cover in the wilderness everywhere, they have to lower their figures, their limbs are almost lying on the ground, only their dark brown backs are exposed, like A few inconspicuous soil bags slowly approached Hong.

When the prying eyes touched Qing who came out of the wooden house, several spirit beasts that looked like big scaled mice turned around and ran away. Another pothole disappeared.

Qing and Hong didn't intend to talk to those spirit beasts.Since they lived here for the past few days, all kinds of unknown spirit beasts came to test them every day, but none of them could really get close to the moat.On the night of the first day, Qing Zeng saw with his own eyes a leopard-like spiritual beast jumping up from the other side of the river and wanted to jump over, but it stopped in mid-air strangely, feeling sluggish, lost consciousness in an instant and fell into the river to become a flower fertilizer .

She thought it was a good thing that she and Hong didn't have any serious inner demons, otherwise, if they walked across the bridge so recklessly during the day, I'm afraid they would have become flower manure long ago.

Qing wasn't worried at all that the spirit beasts outside would break through Fushenghua's defense line and invade her and Hong's living space, even though the holes these spirit beasts dug before escaping each time were getting closer and closer to the river bank.

After all, since they couldn't get over when they didn't come, they couldn't get over after they came.

"Qing, do you think low-level spirit beasts also have inner demons?" Hong looked regretfully at another batch of spirit beasts being scared away by Qing's eyes, and turned her head back to ask.

"Yes, there are demons in everything." Qing replied lightly.

"However, some low-level spirit beasts don't even have a clear consciousness. Will there be a chance to have a heart demon? I remember that old man Feng said before that no matter what kind of creature is smarter, it will be more tired. An idiot like Feng Tieli You won't have any trouble."

"But simple idiots are the easiest to dig into the horns of the dead. The intelligence of low-level spirit beasts is generally not high. If you give them a false illusion, do you think they will have enough wisdom to distinguish and have enough intelligence?" Cultivated to break free? As for high-level spirit beasts, they are greedy because they are smart, do you understand?" Qing replied.Looking deeply at Hong, who was standing in the middle of the bridge, thinking hard, he turned around and went back to the house to practice.

Qing Duan sat on the bed, trying to concentrate, but couldn't calm down because of something on her mind.She looked from the window, and the thin red figure was still reincarnating on the wooden arch bridge over and over again.

Qing couldn't understand why Hong had to walk for an hour every day on the bridge that others avoided like snakes and scorpions. Could it be that there was something in the illusion given by Fushenghua that Hong missed, and that's why she showed such a happy expression Revisiting again and again?

But what if Hong is too addicted to the illusion and can't get out?

Thinking of this, Qing immediately stood up and ran out of the house without even putting on her shoes, but she stopped suddenly when she reached the door. If she was addicted, she should have been addicted long ago, so there is no need to wait until now.

What is Hong obsessed with?Whether she was revisiting the memory of being a bow spirit in her previous life, or the memory of being with herself in this life, Qing walked back to the bed with bare feet and sat cross-legged, recalling the past, a gentle smile could not help but appear on the corners of her mouth.That's all, let's use it as a way to hone Hong's mind, and save her from being trapped by demons when she crosses the immortal calamity.

But if Qing really knew what Hong was thinking about over and over again on the arch bridge these days, she might not be so indifferent.

Hong endured the pain of being pierced through Qing's chest by Qing's delicate little claws, and immediately prepared happily to meet the next illusion.

To say that the most powerful feature of Fushenghua is to confuse people's hearts. The memories from the heart that are seduced by the fragrance of the flowers, every time it is like being there, it is truly frightening.If she hadn't looked away before, and had taken the initiative to experience it again and again, she would have already become immune, and she was really afraid that she would be addicted to the pain created by the illusion and couldn't extricate herself.

But the next scene, hehe, no matter how many times she goes through it, she will never get tired of it.

When the sapphire body was lying under her body, Hong felt extremely sad that the Floating Flower could only bring people back to painful memories, but could not make the slightest change in the illusion, otherwise... Gudu, she swallowed from the bottom of her heart With a mouthful of saliva, his body uncontrollably threw himself towards the awakened Qing.

ah!This time, the sober consciousness exists in the body, savoring the confusion and happiness at the moment when the lips and teeth are close together.Different from the blankness in my mind when I first did this, when Hong walked across the arch bridge for the first time, he found that he could actually feel the feeling of touching every inch of Qing’s skin that night, and the taste was really sweet. It makes people happy.

The softness under the palm, the smoothness between the lips and teeth, the fragrance in the nose, every time you repeat red, you can experience different feelings, green is like a huge treasure, a piece of delicious cake, attracting yourself, wishing to spend every bit of her The taste was devoured, and every expression and word was imprinted in my mind.

I don't know when, she will have a chance to experience the feeling of hugging her arms full of warm and fragrant nephrite again. She knows that if she can wait until that day, Qing will definitely not refuse.

But now Qing doesn't even sleep, and every night when she proposes to rest with excitement on her face, Qing just shirks that she doesn't want to sleep yet and lets herself rest by herself.

Then what are you doing with such a big bed? !angry!

Unexpectedly, that night, Hong, who came down from the bridge to practice, received an invitation from Qing to sleep together.

Qing, are you broken?When Qing received Hong's probing eyes, she just smiled tactfully, patted the quilt beside her and said, "After watching for a few days, those spirit beasts probably really can't come in here, you've been on the bridge for the past few days." Going to hone the mind, it should be exhausting, and I still refuse to sleep at night..." Qing looked at Hong with unsatisfactory eyes, if Hong was worried about herself when she didn't know Qing, then she was really immersed in the memories and being tossed around by the floating flowers.

Hong hastily put away her jaw that almost fell from shock, quickly took off her coat before Qing could repent, got into the bed next to Qing, and looked at Qing eagerly.

Qing Jianhong put on a pitiful look with a pair of watery eyes, and felt amused in his heart, but he was soft and messed up. He originally wanted to trick Hong into bed for her refusal to sleep with her and making trouble with her. Afterwards, let her change back to the phoenix form, but now even though she knew that it would be wrong for her to indulge Hong to sleep with her in human form, she still couldn't refuse.

So Qing lay down on his side like this, met Hong's eyes, pulled up the quilt to cover his body, and then covered his entire head, thus blocking the sticky sight of the two of them.She touched her hot cheek under the quilt, feeling panic and disbelief one after another in her heart.Hong is still so young, it is normal to be infatuated with herself for a while and lack self-control, but if she is also moved, what should she do.

With Qing by her side, even if she wrapped up two rolls of quilts and slept respectfully for one night, it was enough for Hong to be extremely satisfied. The only fly in the ointment was that when she woke up the next day, Qing was no longer on the bed.Hong took the neatly folded coat from the pillow and put it on, happily went to the yard to look for Qing.

At this time, Qing does not take morning classes, what is he doing?Could it be that he was practicing actual combat, his red eyes lit up, and he quickened his pace to find Qing outside.

The area of ​​this arc-shaped land between the moat and the city wall is not small, but it is indeed not big. Red travels against the wind, and in less than half a stick of incense, he found Qing who was digging soil and fetching water at the edge of the woods.

She called out from a distance, "Qing! What are you doing?" Before she finished speaking, she had already appeared beside Qing.

"What are you doing all the way here to dig soil? Is the soil here better than other places?" Hong asked.

"It's not better than other places, but it's suitable." Qing explained while putting the dark red rocks and soil blocks full of bloody aura that he had finally dug out from the ground into the storage bag.Then, under Hong's even more puzzled gaze, she carried the jug and went to the river to fetch water.

Hong took a closer look, isn't this the kind of pot that the aunt used to drink?No wonder it looked familiar just now.

This pot may not seem big, but it is also a magic weapon for storing water, and it can also keep fresh. It is more precious than ordinary storage bags.But what is important right now is not these, but what does Qing want these earth and rocks full of bloody aura and gloomy yellow spring water?

"Plant flowers." After Qing finished packing what she wanted, she clapped her hands and said to Hong, "For planting flowers."

"Ah? What kind of flowers?" How could she not know what kind of flowers Qing likes? They have to be cultivated with bloody soil and watered with yellow spring water to live. If this is the world of cultivating immortals, no matter how strong the strange flowers and plants are, they will die after being tortured like this!Speaking of whether Qing can read minds, she knows what she thinks.Could this be a tacit understanding!

Qing silently watched Hong's self-care face change again and again, from bitterness and hatred to joy, she didn't really want to know what Hong was thinking, she spread her hands, and stepped on Hong's body before lying on her palms. A few seeds that came down, said their name "Bi An Hua."

"Ah?!" Sure enough, he saw Hong's distorted face.She laughed secretly in her heart.

After returning to her wooden house, she felt that she had some feelings in just a few days, and all the immortal power she had lost since yesterday had recovered. The idea of ​​decorating the place where the two live.

Flowers from the world of cultivating immortals could not grow here, but what if they were planted with flowers from the ghost domain!

Qing looked around, and always felt that it would be more pleasing to the eye to plant flowers in his own courtyard, but he could look around, the wide grassland, the lonely log cabin, where there is no feeling of a courtyard.So he measured it with his eyes, and then sent Hong to build a fence around the wooden house with branches. The land inside the fence has been the yard of the house since then.

Qing sent Hong out, but she didn't stay idle. She found a place with the strongest blood and evil spirit in the area of ​​the yard she had divided, lifted the turf on the ground, and dug out the bloodless place that was suppressed by the spiritual energy on the ground. The soil of the evil spirit reveals the dark red rock formations buried deep underground that lock the blood evil spirit.She spread the rock stratum she dug from the outside in a circle around the pit, sprinkled the soil layer, buried the seeds an inch below the soil layer, and finally poured the yin-filled yellow spring water, and the flower was planted. .

When Qing straightened up, the fence she wanted was also built in Hong's hands perfectly.

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Inexplicably, I thought of a word called flower planter~~