How to catch a demon god? !

After Qiao Pingyang sent her precious niece Qiao Qianyu back to her apartment and put her on the bed and covered her with a quilt, she chose to walk home like Turtle Dove.On the way, I happened to pass the community where Bai Meng lived as a human.By coincidence, he went to Bai Meng's apartment.After pressing the elevator, he closed his eyes and wanted to rest for a while.

And when he opened his eyes again—

Where is there any elevator.Surrounded by pure white, he stood in a vast expanse of whiteness, losing his sense of direction and distance.

In front of him, a woman in a skirt came slowly towards him.And for the first time, it's not a white skirt...

"Mr. Qiao, long time no see."

"Bai Meng, I can't bear you to dress so grandly. I remember last time you said harshly that this meeting is the date of my death." Qiao Pingyang tsk tsk tsk, but his brows were loosened, jokingly He said, "I'm so scared."

Bai Meng lifted the veil, revealing a gorgeous face.Disgust was plainly written on his face.

"Don't disgust me, I won't be able to eat for three days if I meet you."

……

As for it being so serious?His soul was hurt.

Qiao Pingyang stopped joking and changed the topic: "Your face is back?"

Bai Meng nodded lightly and said: "Thanks to Turtle Dove, His Royal Highness Zicheng was snatched from Garuda's hands. Although his cultivation was abolished, he still lives in this world anyway. His Highness left Liuliguangyuan, maybe to go Find Turtledove. He gave me everything back to me, and I am free." Although she was deprived of her freedom, it was all voluntary. 60 years ago, he joined Zicheng's sect to learn Gu art. Zicheng has always regarded her as his confidant and treated her well.He himself never only asked about worldly affairs, but never intervened in her identity and life in the world. If she wanted to write and publish a book, Zicheng would acquiesce.Now that the song has come to an end and the freedom has been regained, it is inevitable that my heart will feel a little empty.

Qiao Pingyang saw that she was melancholy, so he didn't point out her, but pretended not to know: "I will live as I want in the future. With your face, there are as many men as you want, congratulations."

"Mr. Xiao Qiao, you really don't look like Qiao Ran at all." Bai Meng smiled.Qiao Ran is a wooden fish with a brain, but Qiao Pingyang is the leader who is smart and wise.

"Of course, I am better than Lan because of my youth, and I am also more handsome than Grandpa."

"That's up for discussion."

"..."

Seeing Qiao Pingyang's deflated expression, Bai Meng couldn't help laughing.

"Mr. Qiao, I have no master to serve, and there is no difference in our positions. I think we can be friends from now on."

Qiao Ping raised his phoenix eyes and replied, "It's my honor."

"This dream is the last time I will talk to you in the illusion. Next time we meet, I hope it will be in real life."

Qiao Pingyang nodded: "Agreed."

Bai Meng put down her veil, and her red lips curved beautifully: "Goodbye, Mr. Xiao Qiao."

"Bai Meng, you look good in red." Qiao Pingyang praised him sincerely.

In the blink of an eye, he came back to his senses, the white world no longer existed, and Bai Meng seemed to have never appeared.And he was standing at the elevator exit of Ling Fengmian's house.He chuckled.For this clever and intelligent white mouse who dared to love and hate, and had repeatedly rescued him and kept him safe in front of Zicheng, he really wanted to make friends with her as a close friend.And from what she said, his "brother" Zicheng, whom he somewhat missed, had already found a place to stay. This drama of emotional entanglement that spanned decades seemed to have officially come to an end.

Is this a good ending?He thought about it.Although it can't be called a perfect ending, at least, it can be regarded as everyone gets what they want.

So good.

Qiao Pingyang, as the No.18 descendant of the family of catching monsters, has also maintained the peace between monsters and humans today!Good good good good!

Qiao Pingyang stepped into the room, and Ling Fengmian was already wearing a bathrobe and sitting on the bedside waiting for him.

"Did you have fun."

"Hmm." He took off the scarf, slipped out of his coat like a slippery fish, and burrowed into the warm blanket.Ling Fengmian made the bed so warm that the elderly who hadn't closed their eyes all night could fall asleep almost instantly after touching the pillow.He rolled over and wrapped his arms around the fox's waist, rubbing his face against his bathrobe.

"What's wrong?" Ling Fengmian stroked his dog's head, not caring at all when he pressed his cold feet on his thigh.

"I just met Bai Meng." Qiao Pingyang suddenly returned from the cold air to the warm room, his voice buzzing and nasal, "She said that Zicheng was not escorted to the guillotine by the Garuda, and saved his life .Now go to the person who rescued him. Bai Meng also got his face and name back, and he is free again. Congratulations. Let me say that I have done a good deed."

Ling Fengmian responded, "Yes."

"...That's it? Can you say a few more words to praise me." Qiao Pingyang lifted his face from the bathrobe and muttered maliciously, "Guess who saved Zi Cheng?"

Ling Fengmian paused for a moment, and replied "with eloquence and emotion", "I don't know. Who is it?"

……

He clearly knew it!

This cunning fox must have seen it long ago.boring.

Qiao Pingyang made a "cut", and lost interest in an instant: "So you know everything. I thought I was the only one who had the latest information." Although this information is useless...

With Ling Fengmian's paralyzed face, she had already tried her best in her acting just now, but she didn't expect to be seen through.He was somewhat unable to come down from the stage, so he had no choice but to perfunctory with a blank face: "You suddenly said that you are going to give Turtledove a holiday, it is so obvious, it is a bit difficult not to see it." But when did his capable men meet Jiaolong's eyes? Yes, he really doesn't know.On this point, he had to admire Qiao Pingyang's intuition.

Qiao Pingyang slapped Ling Fengmian's thigh unhappily, his voice was very clear and sweet.

Ling Fengmian smiled instead of anger: "...reverse?"

Qiao Pingyang moved his hand on the fox's thigh up a few inches, and blatantly invited: "No, come or not?"

Ling Fengmian stretched out her hand to pull him out of the bed, let him sit on her waist.Now that his little wolf dog has talked about this, is there any reason for "not coming".He took off Qiao Pingyang's pullover with his hands. Although there was heating in the room, Qiao Pingyang's bare upper body was still covered with goose bumps.

"...can you change your position?"

"No."

"It's so cold." Qiao Pingyang argued.

"Hold me tight when it's cold."

……

Hey, Yaoyaoling, this is the person!

Ling Fengmian pinched his chin, opened her mouth to gently cover his lower lip, and occasionally stretched out the tip of her tongue to lick it twice.After repeated several times but no further progress, Qiao Pingyang felt a little itchy.

"...can you please hurry up?"

"No."

……

What's going on today!Why is it so worrying, he wanted to hold him down and sit up naked... It's a shame to say it.Although it was all internal barrage, Qiao Pingyang blushed a little embarrassedly.

Ling Fengmian saw that even his fair neck was swollen, and said teasingly, "What are you imagining, this is like a boiled shrimp without doing anything."

Ah bah, you are the boiled shrimp, your whole family is cooked shrimp...

"Have you reconsidered what you said last time?"

"whats the matter…?"

"Give me little foxes."

"dream."

Ling Fengmian smiled inwardly when she was rejected and spoke righteously.His little wolfhound's resistance to the matter of having a child was simply a declaration of how sacrosanct his masculine dignity was, and it was endearing to be so forceful.He put one hand on Qiao Pingyang's waist, and untied the knot on the right side of his bathrobe with the other: "If you don't give birth, you won't give birth. Don't be angry. Just kidding."

Qiao Pingyang OS: It's not funny at all...

"Wait, there's a voice."

"No, you heard it wrong."

Qiao Pingyang pushed the fox's head, how did this scene seem familiar?Ugh, but it really has sound.

He looked out the window at the source of the sound.I saw heavy snow that was comparable to goose feathers falling from the sky, hitting the terrace, railings, and floor-to-ceiling windows, making rustling noises in the quiet morning when the city has not yet recovered.

It actually snowed.

Rare first snow in the south.

"Ling Fengmian, it's snowing." He was ecstatically looking at the snowflakes dancing outside the window. In his heart, the snow may have become a good omen.Because the year Wanqin rescued him, it snowed strangely in April in Yangchun.It's snowing this year too, so good things should happen in the future.At least that's what he expected.

Seeing that he was fascinated, Ling Fengmian sent Huhuo to take out the cashmere coat from the closet, and wrapped the little wolf dog in it from head to toe.

"If you want to see it, go and see it."

Qiao Pingyang wrapped his coat tightly, opened the floor-to-ceiling windows against the cold wind and stepped onto the terrace.The snow was so heavy that a thin layer of white had already accumulated on the railings of the terrace in just a few minutes.

Ling Fengmian followed him, watching the snow fall with him.He is a descendant of the spirit fox family that has grown up in the north for generations, and snow is the most daily sight for him.In the north where the Linghu family lives, there is the Yi-Cambodia Snow Mountain, which is also known as the Four Great Spirit Mountains, together with Muxuan Mountain, Haoyun Mountain, and Qingjian Mountain. It is the northernmost one of the Four Great Spirit Mountains. There are only two seasons in the whole year, winter and summer, and winter lasts for eight months.Compared with the snow on Lingshan Mountain in Qingjian, it can't be compared with it.

Xue, he has watched too much, he has long been tired of watching, tired of watching.

But the snowflakes falling on the soft and curly hair of the little wolf dog can make him feel less bored.

He raised his hand and patted the snow that fell on Qiao Pingyang's shoulder, and asked, "Do you like snow?"

Qiao Pingyang asked back, "Don't you like it?"

Ling Fengmian shook her head: "I don't like it. When I think of the snow that never melts on the snow mountain in Cambodia, I can't like it."

Qiao Pingyang knew that the Ye-Cambo Snow Mountain was the habitat of the spirit fox tribe.That being said, he has never asked why Ling Fengmian, as the prince of the spirit fox clan, left his position and traveled all the way to the south to settle down.It's just that Ling Fengmian didn't mention it, and he didn't want to go too deep. When the time comes, he will naturally say it.

Now, perhaps the time has not come.

"I really like it, but it's too cold." Qiao Pingyang laughed, and the two of them changed the topic with a lot of effort, and took Ling Fengmian's hand to walk into the warm room, "It's beautiful but it's so cold, let's look at it from a distance. .Half my life is frozen." Ling Fengmian didn't like it, so he remembered it.He doesn't like it, and it doesn't matter much.

Anyway, winter is here, and spring is not far away.After another year of winter, when the spring is warm and the flowers bloom, he will be a lively hero again.Of course, unlike previous years, this time he also has a beautiful multi-tailed white fox.Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations.