Little Mr. is one hundred years old

Waking up in the middle of the night and finding Xue Yuan missing again, Qing Huan wanted to curse.

He really didn't want to go out to find Xue Yuan. He didn't know what he would encounter when he went out—if it was a ghost, he would not be afraid, but there were many unpredictable things...

However, even if he didn't want to go out, he had to go out...

Sighing, Qing Huan got up and went to look for Xue Yuan.

After going out the door, Qing Huan raised her head - the moon is so big and bright tonight... Such a moonlit night always gives people a bad feeling...

Suddenly, a strong wind hit, and before Qing Huan had time to react, she felt being hugged by the waist, and her whole body was lifted into the air...

"Wow——" Qing Huan subconsciously grabbed the man's clothes, looked up and saw his tight jawline, under the melting moonlight, his whole body seemed to be coated with a layer of silver light, facing the wind, Hair fluttered and brushed against Qing Huan's cheek—he lowered his head, looked at Qing Huan, and then smiled, his eyes filled with tenderness: "Hold on tight."

Long... Zhao...

Qing Huan held Long Zhao tightly - this was the first time he saw Long Zhao's gentle but pure eyes, without any other purpose.

I don't know how long they flew, and finally they stopped on a roof.

"Look."

Qing Huan didn't know why, so she lowered her head and saw the rainbow-like long lights below and... the surging crowd.There are people!And there are so many people! ! !

Such excitement was completely unexpected. Before that, Qing Huan almost thought that she had been isolated from the world...

"Are you happy?" Long Zhao asked in Qing Huan's ear.

Qing Huan was puzzled and turned to look at him: "What?"

"Didn't you say that you want to see the people's peace and prosperity?" Long Zhao took Qing Huan's hand: "Rang, now you see it, are you happy?"

Qing Huan looked down at her clothes - a plain green shirt and cloth shoes.He touched his head - bare...

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?" Long Zhao looked at Qing Huan.

Qing Huan looked up at Long Zhao, and said calmly, "It's okay."

Long Zhao stared at Qing Huan, then suddenly lowered his head and kissed him on the lips——

"Hey——" Qing Huan opened her eyes wide, and almost impulsively kicked this "color dragon" off the roof.

"It's expressive to make it more vivid..." Long Zhao conjured up a gauze hat at some point and put it on Qing Huan's head, "Let's go."

Qing Huan held him back: "Where are you going?"

"Of course I went down to play." Long Zhao winked mischievously at Qing Huan: "Just like we used to."

Qing Huan had no time to refuse, so Long Zhao took her to the ground...

Qing Huan never imagined that one day she would walk down the street hand in hand with people like this...it's really...disgraceful...and still a man.This person is Long Zhao, that Long Zhao who is always high above and doesn't take anyone seriously.Qing Huan struggled several times but couldn't break free, so he could only let him go - after all, he didn't want Long Zhao to find out the truth that he was not Xue Rang.But...Long Zhao and Xue Rang are really so close...

"Let……"

Qing Huan raised her head when her name was suddenly called.

The veil of the gauze hat was lifted, Long Zhao approached without warning, he took Qing Huan's lips, and then pushed the sugar ball in his mouth into Qing Huan's mouth——

This - is not the first time! ! !

In just a short while, Qing Huan was kissed twice - if he was a woman, shouldn't he be called "indecent"? !

"It's very sweet." Long Zhao looked at Qing Huan, and licked his lips eagerly.

Qing Huan gave him a supercilious look, shook off his hand, and walked forward by herself.

"Let……"

Long Zhao chased after him, with a flattering tone—"There are games over there, let's go and have a look..."

Qing Huan stopped in her tracks, but looked in a certain direction——

"What are you looking at?" Long Zhao asked.

"There are a lot of people there, I don't know what they are doing..." There are indeed a bunch of people crowded together, men and women, and they seem to be in pairs.

"Then let's go take a look."

Qing Huan and Long Zhao went there together, and what they saw were men and women with red strings tied in their hands, looking affectionate - it turned out that this is a new custom that is emerging at the time, with red strings tied around, both of them are right, and they will grow old together.

Long Zhao went forward to get a red thread with great interest, Qing Huan had a strange feeling looking at the red thread, and Long Zhao always moved very quickly, he wrapped the red thread between his and Qing Huan's fingers, "How about it? "

"The red line is easy to break, it doesn't stop now, and it will still break when we separate." Qing Huan said.

Long Zhao smiled lightly, then hooked his fingers together, and the red thread wrapped around their fingers disappeared.

Qing Huan opened her eyes wide: "The red line..."

Long Zhao hooked his fingers again, and the red line appeared again——

"In this way, we will be connected... No matter where you and I are in the future, or how far apart we are, as long as we have this, we will be able to find each other." Long Zhao looked at Qing Huan, as if looking into the depths of Qing Huan's heart. place.

"Then..." Qing Huan felt her throat dry: "If it's life and death, what's the distance between heaven and earth?"

Long Zhao and Qing Huan intertwined their fingers: "Regardless of life or death, and the distance between heaven and earth, I will always find you and stay with you till the end."

The two stood under the bridge, surrounded by people coming and going, but it seemed like two worlds.

"Zhao," Qing Huan felt as if something in her body was about to burst out, and the words came out naturally: "Do you want to become a fairy?"

"Of course I want to." Long Zhao narrowed his eyes, with a strange flame shining in his eyes: "I want to show those old antiques in Tianting that I am definitely not a sinful dragon to be trampled on by them, and I will let them taste the past. The bitter fruit I ate..."

"What if," Qing Huan felt the buzzing in her ears, and her body gradually became uncontrollable: "What if, the price of becoming a fairy is to be separated from me? To become a fairy, stay with me, which one is more important to you?"

Long Zhao stared at Qing Huan, and uttered clear words: "Of course it's you."

"boom……"

My mind seemed to be bombed all of a sudden, everything around me could not be seen or heard, and I was ignorant...

When Qing Huan opened her eyes again, she only felt that her body was soft and light, very unreal——

where is this?

As far as he could see were mountains shrouded in mist, but he was sitting on a rock, as if he was the only one left in the world.

Obviously he was still with Long Zhao before, in that bustling night market, why is he here now?

"Ring, ring, ring—" a ringing sound that resounded throughout the world—it was different from the soul-inducing bell, but more dense and solemn.

Qing Huan saw a flame-like thing passing by at high speed between the towering mountain peaks, but she couldn't see what it was... The ringtone had obviously gone away, but soon it came from far away and near again. The flame-like object also flew back, and finally stopped in front of Qing Huan—it turned out to be a fairy chariot framed by nine-headed birds. Wearing a purple copper and gold bijia robe, wearing a purple gold beast plum blossom crown, his face is handsome and heroic, with a flame-like mark between his eyebrows, his whole body is cold and alienated, and his eyes are so cold that people dare not touch them.

Of course Qing Huan recognized him—even though it had been so long.He is the appearance of the current Chen Ziran's original body, Tang Qiwei, Tang Shaojun.

He slowly walked in front of Qing Huan, looked him up and down, and then said, "Where did you come from, a lonely ghost, who has never been registered in the Book of Yin Spirits, and dares to wander around Mount Tai?"

"Lonely ghost..." Qing Huan murmured, and suddenly realized: "You mean, I have become a lonely ghost?"

"Your soul has left your body, and you have no owner and no return. What is it if you are not a lonely ghost?" His face was expressionless, and his eyes were as cold as ice skates.

"I'm dead..." Qing Huan looked at her hands, they were transparent, and her feet were off the ground—as expected...he was already dead, and became a "lonely ghost"..."You Say, this is... Mount Tai?"

"This is Mount Tai under the jurisdiction of Emperor Tianqi Rensheng. I am the Yin family who is beside the emperor."

"Shen Yin..." Qing Huan looked at the cold and arrogant god in front of him, "If I become a lonely ghost, how will I go to the underworld?"

"Your soul has been scattered, you can't enter the underground palace, you can only wait for the day when your soul is gone." His expression didn't loosen at all.

"How many days do I have left?"

"July 49, [-]th." Shen Yin replied.

"July 49th... [-]th..."

……

Qing Huan woke up in a jerk, lying on the bed, the sunlight came in from the window and sprinkled on the bed, making his eyes hard to open...

Still woke up from this dream.

Qing Huan sighed, sat up from the bed, and recalled what happened in the dream just now——

Xue Rang and Long Zhao have reached the point of life and death, a monk, a sinful dragon, made that kind of "mutual life" oath, it's unbelievable... Qing Huan raised her hand, there was nothing on her clean fingers , but Qing Huan knew that the red line there was always there - it turned out that the red line came from here, and it never disappeared, just like Long Zhao said, "life and death" and "heaven and earth" cannot be separated... But, Things are dead, but people...

After Xue Rang died, he became a lonely ghost, facing the fate of being wiped out, but at this moment, he met Tang Qiwei's original body "Shen Yin"... But if Xue Rang died, what about Long Zhao... he Where did you go?