This witch, please stay

Chapter 95 Quiet Night
Xun Ming, who walked slowly on the mountain road for half a day with Feng Se'er, was stumped by a question.

If he is the only one, then use the small snow-white sword to circle around and find a branch at random to get through the night.

But now that there is an extra phoenix, the situation is quite different.

Squeeze branches with her?

Don't even think about it, you know it's not suitable.

The sudden appearance of the little girl really caught Xun Ming by surprise.

So Xun Ming, who couldn't think of a good solution for a while, could only bite the bullet and continue walking slowly, pretending to be "own ingenious plan".

But how could such a small mind escape Feng Xi'er, who grew up with her since she was a child?
Feng Chen'er, who had already seen through Xun Ming's thoughts, said nothing, just followed Xun Ming silently without speaking, as if she was really the woman who traveled with the person she liked, enjoying this rare tranquility.

The breeze is not frightening, insects and birds are not singing, except for the absence of Xingyue, this kind of night is actually pleasant.

After walking a long way again, Feng Chen'er, feeling that it was really getting late, moved the tip of her nose, as if sniffing the last ray of breeze, and then poked Xun Ming's waist, causing Xun Ming to look helplessly.

"Brother, aren't you tired from walking?"

Tired is not tired, just a little egg pain.

But to a girl, Xun Ming naturally couldn't say that.

It seems that she also knows the temperament of her brother Xun, Feng Chen'er didn't wait for him to speak, but took up the conversation very "understanding" by herself:
"I'm sleepy."

Xun Ming felt a little bad.

Sure enough, then he saw a flash of light on the gold silk bracelet on Feng Chen'er's hand, and a small red-gold spirit boat suddenly appeared in midair, floating quietly.

The soft little hand being held squeezed, and Xun Ming cast a look at Feng Shi'er. After receiving a "no" look, he squeezed the corner of his mouth helplessly, and then talked with Feng Shi'er. The figure flashed at the same time, and landed in the spirit boat.

The whole body of the spirit boat is made of red gold, and the space inside the boat is slightly larger than the flat boats at the bottom of the mountain. It can only accommodate two people sitting side by side without being crowded.

The spirit boats on the mountain are in different forms and come in a variety of patterns. Feng Chener's "Fire Phoenix" pursues extreme speed. Although it is small, its cost is no less than that of the fairy ferry that can cross continents. How many.

Spirit boats are also divided into general transportation "crossing boats" and "war boats" that can assist in combat.

The "Fire Phoenix" under the feet of the two is an extremely extraordinary warship.

After the two fell into the spirit boat, an invisible film rose from the edge of the spirit boat, separating the inside and the outside of the boat.

If Feng Chen'er wanted to, she could have raised the boat wall on the edge of the spirit boat to completely isolate the inside and outside, but it seemed that she didn't do that because she wanted to see the night sky a little bit.

Inside the spirit boat, all kinds of women's clothes were scattered here and there, as well as all kinds of cute things dumped. In the middle of the spirit boat, there was a thick and soft fiery red leather velvet, which became a comfortable bed on the floor.

Obviously, the little girl in red was resting in this spirit boat when she left the sect.

Looking at the slightly messy scene in front of him, Xun Ming not only didn't feel disgusted, but besides a wry smile, there was a faint sense of comfort.

Because the "Kongyou" parked on his "Do Not Disturb Peak" also has a similar scene.

It's strange to say that Xun Ming, who obviously has a little bit of cleanliness, is extremely at ease with such mess.

The same is true in the boat, and the same is true in the house.

Although it can be regarded as spotless, the arrangement of those objects can be called messy.

The word "tidy" seems to have only occupied the word "clean" for Xun Ming.

In fact, seeing the scene in the boat, Xun Ming still felt a little embarrassed in his heart.

Because Feng Se'er's bad habit should be learned from him...

Looking at the little girl in front of her who seemed to be paralyzed after entering the spirit boat, she skillfully kicked off the embroidered shoes on her feet, and threw herself on the fluffy "bed". He squinted his eyes, as if he had already stepped into dreamland with half his foot.

In Xun Ming's impression, Feng Se'er was extremely lethargic when she was young.

Seeing Feng Se'er's left eye slightly opened a small slit, Xun Ming let out a long breath, then took off his shoes and socks, and lay down beside her.

After feeling the familiar embrace, Feng Se'er smiled slightly, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Through the film that can only be seen from the inside, Xun Ming watched the night sky quietly for a while, until the huge dark cloud finally floated past the crescent moon, then slowly closed his eyes and began to practice the exercises , to breathe instead of sleep.

While staring at the night sky in a daze, he suddenly smiled wryly, remembering that night many years ago.

That good-looking Aunt Qing knocked on the door of the small courtyard where he and his master were temporarily staying with a helpless expression on his face, and after beating up his careless master, she said to him, "That little girl said yes?" You can’t fall asleep with your arms around you” and then pulled him away with a dazed face, and threw him on Feng Chen’er’s bed with red eye circles and tears that hadn’t been wiped dry, and watched him hug him stiffly. After the phoenix child, he left suddenly.

After doing this twice, Xun Ming gave up struggling, and every time he went to Sanxingzong, or Feng Chener came to Xieyuezong, he would obediently hug the little girl at night.

Fortunately, he didn't have to sleep, so he wasn't afraid of any problems.

Over time, it's just getting used to it.

It's just that, this night, Xun Ming's mood was always ups and downs, and he finally settled down until it was almost dawn.

But the confusion in his heart is confusion, what he doesn't know is.

A pair of icy blue eyes opened suddenly the moment he hugged Feng Chen'er.

If Xun Ming opened the silver booklet that night, he would see that the word "正" he painted so hard was slowly fading away at a not-so-slow speed.

……

On the second day at three poles, when Feng Chen'er squinted her eyes and slowly sat up, stretched lazily, and habitually touched her side, but after touching nothing, her eyes were still sleepy. His phoenix eyes opened at once, and he quickly turned his head to look at his empty side.

However, after holding his head with one hand, he turned to the other side, and saw the exquisite food on a small table, his eyes were narrowed into two crescent moons.

As midnight fell, a beam of red flame pierced through the night, instantly killing three "honored guests" who were going to meet on that mountain together.

Then, a red gold spirit boat turned into a streak of red light and swept towards the south.

(End of this chapter)