female fairy Yan Qingqiu

Chapter 101 Lie Shang (Part [-])

Seeing that Yan Qingqiu agreed to his request, he shook his hands excitedly, and thanked him: "That's really Sister Laoqiu."

Yan Qingqiu left Lanying behind and took Mianyu to Yanxia's residence.

Seeing the deep smile on Ling Li's face, Lan Ying couldn't help asking her: "Do you have any plans?"

Ling Li squinted his eyes and said with a pure and innocent smile: "Sister Jiangzhu is worrying too much, it's just that she has to pay back the ring, what plans can I have?"

Hearing what Ling Li said, Lan Ying snorted coldly, turned and walked into the room.

Looking at Yan Qingqiu's leaving back, the corners of Li's mouth twitched in a scheming arc.

After Lan Ying entered the room, Chang Xie climbed onto Ling Li's shoulder from her sleeve: "Are you so confident that she will really follow your plan?"

As for the deal between him and Ling Li, Chang Xie naturally did not want to be known by Jiangzhu. Although Jiangzhu was not driven by Mozun, her rightful owner, Princess Seri, was Mozun's sister. If Princess Seri found out, how could she It can be guaranteed that the demon will not be informed.

Ling Li tapped Chang Xie's body with his fingertips, and said softly: "That is to see if Xie Qiu is sincere to our Yan Xia."

Frost flowers are in the middle, and the cloud loom is tirelessly spitting out pure white cloud silk, silky strands, moving around the fingertips, moving the fingers like a dragon whirling and startling, and a colorful phoenix floating gracefully.

Thousands of cloud silk are condensed and woven without using a single stitch, and the cloth of various colors is spun and seamlessly stitched together. With the movement of Yan Xia's fingers, a mottled flower roll appears in front of everyone.

Entrusted by the Holy Mother, weaving the scene of a morning sun with hundreds of flowers, the original three-day construction period, Yanxia finally completed it in less than half a day.

Its technique is exquisite and exquisite, and its fine technique is comparable to heavenly craftsmanship.

"Take it quickly, and present it to the Holy Mother." Yan Xia handed the weaving scroll to Fairy Oribe, and took a teacup sideways to drink.

Fairy Oribe looked at the scroll in her hand in disbelief, with shock in her eyes: "Zhiye, you are so good! You can weave the picture of the Hundred Flowers Court Banquet in less than half a day."

Yan Xia waved her hand indifferently, and said: "It's just a trivial matter, you can take these things to the Holy Mother first!"

"Yes." Fairy Oribe took the scroll and quickly ran out of Shuanghuaju.

Watching Fairy Oribe leave, Yan Xia breathed a sigh of relief.She thought that she could forget about Xieqiu by keeping herself busy, but she didn't expect that the weaving was so simple, and she completed the weaving commission within a hundred miles of Kunlun Palace in just two days.

At this moment, the appearance of that person broke into his mind again, and his heart, which was originally as calm as water, became turbulent.

"Zaoye, Qiurong Catering Industry is visiting."

Xian'e's sudden voice sounded, Yan Xia was startled, and then she came back to her senses.

Looking up, he found that Yan Qingqiu was standing in front of him at some point, he smiled awkwardly, and apologized: "I'm sorry I was thinking hard just now, but I didn't notice sister Qiurong at all, no wonder sister."

Yan Qingqiu shook his head, not displeased by Yanxia's negligence, and said: "It's okay, it's my sudden visit, just don't bother sister Yanxia."

Yan Xia hurriedly invited Yan Qingqiu to take a seat, and after a short glance, she saw several paintings on the table.

"This is?"

Yan Xia picked up a pair, and laughed aloud: "These few days have been boring, so I drew a few picturesque pictures according to the stories in the storybook, just to pass the time."

Yan Qingqiu carefully read the content of the painting, the plot was smooth and the impression was excellent, he hurriedly praised: "Sister Yan Xia is too modest, this painting is clear, whether it is a story or a character, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is super-class. "

After hearing this, Yan Xia smiled slightly and said: "My sister is absurd, but it's just a picture of a cat and a tiger. If it weren't for the author's outstanding literary talent, I wouldn't be able to make such an excellent painting.

It’s really not super first-class, if you like it, I’ll show you a few more later, and I’ll take it with you to haunt you. "

"Then Qiu'er is disrespectful."

Smiling like a flower, Yan Qingqiu turned to the script next to the painting, wanting to see which fairy could write such an excellent script, when he took a closer look, he saw the seal script on the title page: Yan Xia.

Put away the painting pages, and asked softly: "Sister Qiu is not here to see my paintings today, is it?"

Because of Yan Xia's point, Yan Qingqiu suddenly remembered the purpose, and said shyly: "Look at my brain, I forgot about this."

While speaking, he took out the fire and water pattern ring and spread it in his palm: "I heard that sister Yanxia lost the ring, but this one?"

Yan Xia looked at the ring in Yan Qingqiu's hand, and was speechless for a moment, the ring that she had thrown away appeared in front of her again, "Is this fate?" Yan Xia thought to herself.

Thousands of words came together in my mouth, only two words: "No."

Hearing Yan Xia's denial, Yan Qingqiu was also puzzled: "According to what Ling Li Chang Xian Zhang said, this ring should belong to my sister, could it be that Ling Li Chang Xian Zhang deliberately played tricks on me?"

Yan Xia lowered her eyes and pondered, and said: "It's not yours and mine, why not throw it to Flame Valley."

"Ah?" Hearing what she said, Yan Qingqiu couldn't help but hold the ring tightly, and said: "But we don't even know who the owner of the ring is, so it's not good to burn it rashly like this."

Hearing her reply like this, Yan Xia suddenly became annoyed with this person in her heart, and when she was about to open her mouth, the stone pendant around her neck suddenly shook.

Yan Xia's pupils widened as she stared, and she murmured: "He's here, why is he here again..."

ta?who is it?
Yan Qingqiu held Yanxia whose palms were trembling, and comforted him softly: "Sister Yanxia, ​​don't be afraid, no matter I'm here, she will never let him hurt you."

"No no, Qiurong, you go, you go..." Yanxia issued the eviction order in a flustered tone, her current state is not stable, how could Yan Qingqiu leave easily.

Seeing that Yan Qingqiu's buttocks were covered with glue and motionless, he pulled her up from the bed and pushed Yan Qingqiu to go out: "I thank you for your kindness, but he will not hurt me, he will only hurt you."

Yan Qingqiu was even more confused, who would dare to commit murder in the Kunlun Palace, and wanted to resist with all his strength, but he did not expect that Yanxia, ​​who was usually quiet and quiet, would have such strength, and pushed himself out of the door.

When the two were tugging outside the door, Xieqiu had already landed in the courtyard, and Yanxia Yan Qingqiu stopped his movements at the same time, watching the strange visitor in front of him vigilantly.

Not aware of the existence of magic power in the other party, Yan Qingqiu naturally thought that the other party was also a celestial god.Yanxia Xieqiu interacted with each other's primordial spirits, and each had half of the other's primordial spirit, so they could shield their magical powers from being discovered by Tongtianjian.

Yan Xia pinched Yan Qingqiu's arm, and whispered behind her: "Go, no matter what happens, don't come back."

Before Yan Qingqiu could respond, Xieqiu said excitedly: "Ayan, you finally figured it out!"

"Thinking about what?"

"You wrote to me and said that you are willing to leave the world of heaven and demon with me and wander around the world."

Yanxia had a lifetime relationship with Xieqiu, so she naturally knew where to contact Xieqiu.

Hearing what Xie Qiu said, Yan Xia was even more puzzled: "When did I communicate with you?"

Seeing that she refused to admit it, Xieqiu took out the letter in his arms and threw it into Yanxia's hands. Yan Qingqiu and Yanxia glanced at each other and opened the letter.

The words in the letter were indeed her own handwriting, but she had never written these words.

Yan Xia shook her head: "I didn't write this, I never wrote these words, and I don't know how to write them."

Xieqiu didn't believe Yanxia's words at all, only saw Yan Qingqiu and Yanxia whispering incessantly, and paranoidly thought that she was teasing Yanxia.

Anger rose from his heart, and he held a fireball and threw it at Yan Qingqiu.

The fireball flew towards it, and the scorching temperature could be sensed clearly before it got close.

Yan Qingqiu turned his palms to gather strength, and a icicle condensed in his palms to strike back at the fireball.

Ice and fire dissolved violent steam at the moment of collision.The ice extinguishes the fire, and the fire burns the ice. The two last in the air for a while, and finally the fireball dissipates, and the ice melts into fog.

Seeing that the two were planning to fight again, Yan Xia hurriedly stood in the middle to stop them: "You guys stop fighting..."

(End of this chapter)