From the fight to break the sky to start the show

Chapter 159 Sanqi, you have finally grown up!
"Let's go, let's stay here."

Zhao Li waved his hand and chuckled lightly.

Sanqi looked at Zhao Li persistently, and asked doubtfully, "Then what are you doing here today?"

"I went out with Pluto today, and I don't know when I will come back, so I suddenly feel worried about you."

"You can't let me go, but why don't you marry me?"

Looking at Sanqi's expectant eyes, Zhao Li couldn't help but glanced at Sanqi's chest, pointed his finger at his own chest and said with a smile: "Our breasts are not worthy!" After finishing speaking, Zhao Li also smiled, and immediately Then he walked out of Meng Pozhuang.

Sanqi scratched his head, looked at Changsheng: "Do you know what Zhao Li said?"

Changsheng shook his head blankly: "I don't know much about it."

"What about you? That ghost, do you know what Zhao Li said?"

Luo Chen nodded with a smile that was not a smile, and also brushed Sanqi's chest, saying: "Maybe, Zhao Li prefers bigger ones."

"Cough cough!"

After coughing twice, Luo Chen looked at Chang Sheng and said, "Sanqi, do you really want to eat him?"

After hearing this, the nervous Sanqi forgot what Zhao Li said about her small breasts, nodded and said with a smirk, "Yeah, he smells so good, I want to eat him."

"Sanqi, there are thousands of delicacies in the world, much more delicious than mine. If you don't eat me, I will bring those things to visit you from time to time, okay?"

Sitting in the pot, Changsheng looked at Sanchi, who looked like a tiger and a wolf, and smiled dryly with some fear.

"Delicious in the world?" Hearing this sentence, Sanqi was immediately depressed and said: "It's a pity that I can't go to the world. I know that the world of mortals is full of colors and everything is beautiful. It's not like my Huangquan, only yellow sand for company!"

Hearing this, Changsheng suddenly smiled and said: "I will come to see you often in the future, and I will tell you about the prosperity of the world. Does Sanqi feel very good?"

"Hey, that's right. It would be great if someone like you from the world would tell me about the world."

Sanqi smiled happily, with a longing look on his face, as if he was imagining the blooming flowers in the world.

"Then it's settled, Sanqi, let's hold the hook together as a guarantee!"

Changsheng climbed out of the cauldron and stretched out his little finger to Sanqi.

Seeing this, Sanqi also stretched out his hand with a smile, clasped his fingers tightly with Changsheng and said: "Hanging on the hook, it cannot be changed for 100 years. Oh no, it is tens of thousands of years, and it cannot be changed."

Changsheng also smiled slightly: "Well, if you hang yourself on the hook, it will not change for thousands of years."

Inside Meng Po's village, yellow sand and dust surrounded the two of them, and the dim light of the sunset shone in from the gate outside the village, casting an incomparably long and narrow shadow of Panax notoginseng and Changsheng, who clasped their fingers tightly together.

The sun is about to pass away, and the longevity is also gone, returning to the world.

In the following days, Changsheng would come to Huangquan to visit Sanqi almost every day, instead of painting, he would draw all kinds of things in the world.

Beautiful mountains and forests, majestic tug-of-war mountains, delicious food, and a full feast of Han and Chinese.

All the beautiful things are painted by Changsheng.Changsheng is a cultivator of immortals, and he has experienced many years and knows a lot of things. Rao Yi Sanqi's greedy mouth is not willing to eat Changsheng.

Although the time was short and abnormal, the relationship between them developed rapidly. After meeting just a few times, Sanqi's affection for Changsheng doubled.

Before Changsheng arrived at Mengpo Village, Sanqi always looked sullen, sitting there as if thinking about it, doing nothing.

Whenever ghosts come to reincarnate to judge, Sanqi ignores it and always talks about longevity.

Looking at Sanqi's changes, Luo Chen couldn't help but help him deal with the reincarnation of ghosts.

It's a new day, and it's time for longevity to come.

Early in the morning, Sanqi sat in front of Mengpo's village and waited, with peach blossoms in his eyes and secretly happy in his heart.

Looking at her innocent face, Luo Chen couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Thirty-seven!"

"Longevity!"

Sanqi looked at Changsheng who was far away in the sky, and couldn't help waving at him excitedly.

The two walked into Mengpo's village, and after chatting happily, a few ghosts also came to the village, so Sanqi went to the back kitchen to make Mengpo's soup.

While Sanqi was cooking the soup, Changsheng looked at Luo Chen about his senior sister.

While the two were talking, they were also bumped into by Sanqi, and heard the words that her senior sister was the sweetheart of Changsheng.

Involuntarily, Chang Sheng took out a pair of flower scrolls from behind himself, and said frankly: "Not long ago, my senior sister suffered from a serious illness and died. I wanted to see her again, so I came to Huangquan to wait for her. Of course, I also came to see you."

"Well, I know. How about you give me this painting and hang it in Meng Po's village, and I'll take a look at it for you in the future. If I see it, let her wait for you here."

Sanqi smiled and asked Changsheng for a painting.

"Okay, you hang up, just hang up."

Changsheng's eyes dodged, as if he didn't dare to look at Sanqi.

Sanqi took the senior sister's portrait, still smiling: "I should have been delighted to get the painting from you. But for some reason, my heart seems to be crushed by a big rock, so dull and uncomfortable!"

The corner of Sanqi's mouth smiled, and Luo Chen sighed lightly.

The most painful thing in this world is that the person you like doesn't like you. You thought you could spend the rest of your life together, but you never thought there would be nothing but sadness.

Sanqi's flat smile really made people feel distressed, obviously he was very sad, but he still wanted to help Changsheng?
This day was spent in this sad atmosphere.

In front of the gate of Meng Pozhuang, there is also a red flower with seven petals, which looks very much like the imprint on the left face of Sanqi.

But this imprint was no longer on Sanqi's face.

After Changsheng left that day, he seldom came to Huangquan, and Sanqi's temperament changed drastically, and his whole person's attire also began to become more refined.With two braids draped over her chest and orchids on her head, it seems to be to let the immortal come back and take another look at her.

"Day Two, Day Three, Day Four"

Changsheng has not been to Huangquan for many days in a row, Sanqi sat in front of the window, staring out the window all the time, with hope in his eyes, eagerly looking forward to it.

But every time he bowed his head in disappointment, lying at the table with sadness in his eyes.

"On the tenth day, there was no sign of him outside the window"

Sanqi looked out of the window again, his eyes were already extremely lost.The whole feeling is like a pool of stagnant water, lifeless.

After dealing with the reincarnation of ghosts, Luo Chen raised his eyes and looked at Sanqi, and couldn't help but sigh: "Once a person has tasted the sweetness, he can't bear the bitterness anymore."

Walking to the back kitchen, Luo Chen filled a bowl of Mengpo soup and walked up to Sanqi, and handed the soup to her: "If you feel uncomfortable and can't hold on, then drink this bowl of Mengpo soup, maybe you will feel better. In the future, I will help you solve it."

"That ghost!"

Sanqi held Mengpo soup, stared straight at the cloudy noodle soup, shook his head and said, "I won't drink it, I'm afraid I'll forget my longevity if I drink it. If he comes, I won't remember him, so I'll eat him , that would be bad."

"But what if he doesn't come back?"

Luo Chen's words immediately made Sanqi stare dumbfounded. She slowly picked up the Mengpo soup, and kept thinking about everything about longevity in her mind.

Thinking of him painting for himself, thinking of the happy time with him, thinking of not being able to eat him and allowing his fingers.

Everything seems to have just happened yesterday.

Suddenly, Sanqi, who never knew how to cry, burst into tears: "It turns out that I like Changsheng. I feel so happy when I see him, and I feel so sad when I don't see him. Can't bear to forget him."

Drops of clear tears slid down his fair cheeks and went straight into the stinky Meng Po soup.

Immediately, the bad-smelling black Mengpo soup suddenly became radiant and shining, and exuded a strange fragrance.

Looking at the suddenly changed Meng Potang, Luo Chen couldn't help showing helplessness: "Sanqi, you have finally grown up!"

(The touching love between Xiasanqi and Changsheng was restored. In order not to lose the number, I can only reduce it as much as possible.)
(End of this chapter)