A Chinese Ghost Story: The little raccoon loves to eat leaves

The city of Chang'an is permeated with an evil spirit that seems to be absent at night, and Xuanxin's orthodox disciples have been investigating all night to no avail.

Suzerain Jin Guang's face was gloomy, and he couldn't help but think of the people of the Yinyue Dynasty in the city.

On this day, Jin Guang heard the news and smiled coldly, "The Yinyue Dynasty will definitely uproot you this time!"

Yan Qing was wandering all the way like a wandering spirit...

"It's you, it's really you!"

A whimpering sound of chess in Yan Qing's ears aroused her long-wandering consciousness. She raised her eyes in confusion, blinked her eyes in doubt, "Oh, it's you! Peace." So I'm almost at Panlong Valley!Well, by the way, let's see if Wuwei is here.

Yan Qing paced towards Panlong Valley, completely ignoring the safety on the side.

Seeing the familiar figure, she slightly pursed her mouth to draw a graceful arc, and whispered, "Wuwei."

Zhuge Wuwei was taken aback, turned around in surprise, raised his eyebrows, and smiled wickedly, "It's you, Xiao Qing'er, why did you come here when you have time, and where is the devil?"

The smile at the corner of Yan Qing's mouth froze, and then he looked indifferent, "He~ probably married Nie Xiaoqian." Yan Qing walked into Zhuge Wuwei, sat on the ground casually, and sniffed Smelling the scent in the air, "Speaking of which, I'm pretty lucky. I saw Wu Wei cooking as virtuously as you when I came here. Well, it just so happens that I'm hungry too."

Zhuge Wuwei originally wanted to comfort him, but seeing Yan Qing's expression of not wanting to say more, he swallowed the words he was about to blurt out, and smiled brightly, "Here, this is for you."

Zhuge Wuwei's smile and his thoughtfulness brought warmth to Yan Qing at this moment, and Yan Qing felt that the haze in her heart dissipated a little bit.

"Wuwei, where have you been since you left the city without tears?"

"I didn't go anywhere. After sister Tianxin went, the first place I thought of was Panlong Valley. My happiness and sadness are all here. In fact, don't you think it's very good here? The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the folk customs are simple. It can be regarded as a paradise.”

Yan Qing glanced at the weeds not far away, pouted, but this is indeed a pleasant place.

Seeing the tenderness in Yan Qing's eyes, Zhuge Wuwei jokingly said, "How about it? Would you like to consider staying? There is free roast chicken~" Zhuge Wuwei raised the roast chicken in his hand symbolically.

Yan Qing rested his chin on both hands, and kept his eyes empty, as if he was answering Zhuge Wuwei's words, and seemed to be talking to himself, "Ah, it's not impossible, anyway, I don't have a place to go, so I might as well stay for a companion."

Zhuge Wuwei originally thought that Yan Qing would retaliate with a few words of sarcasm, but he didn't expect her to react like this.

"Xiao Qing'er, this is not like what you would say. What are you possessed by?" Zhuge Wuwei jumped up in a bluff, pointed at Yan Qing with the roast chicken in his hand and yelled, "Where did the evildoer come from?" Don't hurry up and get away from my little Qinger!"

Yan Qing looked bewildered, squinting at Zhuge Wuwei's black hair, and grabbed the roast chicken from Zhuge Wuwei's hand, "Don't make trouble! I mean it."

Zhuge Wuwei shrugged, "Tell me, what's going on between you and the Demon Lord?"

Yan Qing pondered for a moment, and finally said slowly to Zhuge Wuwei.

"..."

"..."

"Do you dare to believe Jin Guang's words? Aren't you afraid that he won't count on what he said and take the opportunity to destroy all of you in the Demon Palace?" Wuwei's words became a prophecy, and he pointed out Jin Guang's plan like a god.

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