Yuanshen, as a mortal, I cannot accompany you to the end

"Asshole, I care!"

Qingye Fengyin looked up at the girl, behind the girl was the window lattice, the dazzling morning light shone through Ying's shoulder and hit Qingye on the face.

What is shining in those golden eyes?

Can't see clearly.

"You don't care about life, but I do."

He suddenly didn't know what to say.

Ying said she cared, but what did Qingye think she cared about?

But it might be fun to listen to.

He didn't know what he was thinking, maybe he wasn't that happy, but just a little bit happy. In the past three months of Qingye Fengyin's life, it was the first time that someone was angry with him.

Then he has blown the wind of March, after all, he has left some traces in the world.

"I'm really... all right."

Qingye Road.

"It's really too tired these days, purifying the temple or something, just sleep." He patted Yingying's hand lightly, and smiled, "I'm really fine."

Ying was still clutching Qing Ye's neckline, she stared straight into the latter's eyes, "I don't believe it."

"Then you look good."

In the memory pickup last night, Qingye Fengyin has inherited most of the cub's skills, and his level has been raised to lv.70, which is the hero level, which is the first level that humans can achieve.

Qingye Fengyin pressed Ying's wrist with his backhand, and under the latter's surprised and terrified eyes, he turned upwards, and clasped Ying's right arm upside down on his back in the same way that His Royal Highness Rustan captured the prisoner in Mond City, and held Ying's right arm upside down with his left hand. He grabbed Ying's head and pressed it against the bed board.

Catch them on the spot.

"Do you think the dying patient has my skill?" He said with a smile.

"Wow, it hurts..." Ying was in pain, she wanted to break free, but the guy was so strong that she had no strength to fight back.

"You let go."

"Not loose."

This guy is really not like a patient, and the patient is not so lively.

"Then why did you freeze like a dead person yesterday!" the girl retorted.

Qing Ye said: "I didn't wear much yesterday, and the wolf temple was freezing! You must have called the pastor, what did the pastor say?"

Ying frowned.

They did invite a priest, and when Di Luke came back with Qing Ye Feng Yin on his back, everyone in the Knights panicked.

After Miss Barbara from West Wind Church came to check, she was shocked to find that there was nothing abnormal about Qing Ye's body, on the contrary, this guy was in terrible health.

After a while, the originally weak heartbeat became more and more rapid, the boy's body temperature rose, and the blood color returned to his cheeks.

Seeing Ying's hesitant look, Qing Ye guessed the result.

[Lady]'s coldness is too deep, even the devil's heart can't be expelled, so it's hard for the priest to find out.

What's more, Qingye Fengyin's biggest problem is not 'cold air', but [wear and tear].

After a long silence, the girl said softly: "...the pastor said you are very healthy."

"right."

Qingye Fengyin let go of his grip, and he said cheerfully: "I'm very healthy, I can kill you idiot with one punch, I'm so strong, I can still be strong for hundreds of years!"

Qingye Fengyin always has the ability to lie.

Can't say enough about him, damn it.

"Asshole old rice dumpling."

Ying bit her lip and cursed lightly.

She was still very angry, she straightened up, Qingye Fengyin hit her so hard, her wrist hurts now.

The pain woke her up, and she was a little confused.

that's weird

Ying didn't know what happened to her.

Just now... why are you so angry?

She knows her own character, and she is rarely angry about one thing.

Optimistic by nature, or heartless?

But for some reason, she was very angry just now. When she saw that guy's face of indifference and indifference, and saw that guy was obviously going to die last night, the first thing he said when he woke up was 'what a disgrace'. She felt very unhappy, very Aggrieved, the inexplicable anger rose slowly.

Never felt like this before.

I've never been in such a mood.

Very strange.

Ying thought of those garlands again, and her mood when making the garlands was also very strange. It's astringent because of inexplicable things, and it's sweet because of some inexplicable things.

Just chewing lightly, chewing the mood of this citrus flavor, and slowly aftertaste, she felt very happy.

I don't understand, I can't put it into words.

The sunlight hit Ying's body, illuminating this mood clearly.

"Your flower." Qingye Fengyin said suddenly, "Your flower is broken."

Yes, her flowers are broken.

Ying Xun turned around, and those sweet flowers fell to the ground sadly, the petals were broken, and the roots and leaves were also incomplete, like a broken orange.

"It's all your fault," she said.

"Shall we pick some again?"

"what?"

Qingye said: "On the shore of Fruit Wine Lake, there are many sweet flowers of this kind."

"Together?" she asked.

"Yeah." Qing Ye nodded, he was silent for a while, the wind was blowing outside the window, dandelions were scattered everywhere, after a long time, he said softly:

"Thank you for caring."

Ying tilted her head.

"Thank you for caring about me." Qing Ye said, "Since I remembered some things, my life has been quite embarrassing and ridiculous, but now I suddenly feel that it is actually not that bad.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." After being praised, she crossed her waist, proud as a victorious chick, and smiled:

"I don't care about you, I care about my travel plans!"

"Let's go pick sweet flowers together." Qing Ye said.

-

Wind Demon Dragon.

The giant dragon was crouching between the banks of the lake. It lowered its head and let out a deep neighing sound. The wound on its neck was covered with thick scabs. This was a wound caused by divine cutting, and it was difficult for ordinary creatures to heal. .

The sparkling lake light of Fruit Wine Lake reflects the appearance of the magic dragon.

There seemed to be a bit of clarity in its blood-stained eyes, its six wings were folded on its back, its head was lowered, as if it was talking to someone.

Qingye Fengyin stared at it, put his hand on the sheath of the sword, and subconsciously opened the other hand, holding Ying behind him.

Unexpectedly, I encountered it.

The power of the Temple of the Four Winds has been cut off, and the strength of the Fengmolong has dropped sharply. Maybe the Qingye Fengyin can fight now.

But after awakening Rustan's memory, Kiyono didn't want to fight it anymore.

The magic dragon was very vigilant, it paused, raised its slender neck brazenly, and glanced at the direction of Qingye Fengyin from afar, it stared at Shenqie in Qingye's hand, and neighed miserably and angrily, Flapping its wings, it took off and disappeared into the blue sky in an instant.

it leaves.

leave only that

The lonely person by the lake.

She looks very young.

Baroque-style clothing, wearing a dark green cloak, wearing a light green hat, a bunch of white flowers pinned to the brim of the hat, light-colored braids hanging on both sides of the delicate cheeks, pure white socks, from the ankles Start with coverage down to the base of your thighs.

A girl dressed as a bard.

She stared at the direction where the magic dragon was leaving with a bit of regret, and it took a long time before she turned around.

Qingye Fengyin and Ying came out from the side of the jungle.

"Hello friend."

The bard stared at them, at Qingye Fengyin, at Ying.

what.

what...

The wind blows gently, and the fruit wine lake is sparkling.

She paused, then smiled, a smile as light as the wind, and the girl waved at them:

"Friends, hello!"

How does this guy feel like a suspicious person.

Ying heart said.

She followed Qingye step by step, put her hands on the latter's shoulders, poked out half of her head, and stared suspiciously at the smiling young girl.

This guy was talking to the magic dragon just now, and they could see it clearly. Could it be that this girl was sent by some abyss sect?

Qingye Fengyin was also looking at this girl, he felt a little strange, he seemed to have seen it somewhere, left an impression somewhere, finally, he remembered it, and showed a dazed expression:

"You played the piano in the square last time."

The last time Qingye came to the square in a daze following the memory of the young wolf, and hummed the song "Rainy Night at the Fruit Wine Lake" deep in his memory. On the other side of the street, a stranger played the piano to echo .

If I remember correctly, it was the bard in front of me.

"first meet."

The poet smiled and stretched out his hand, the sun fell in her emerald green eyes,

"My name is Wendy, and I'm a bard."

"Hello..." Reaching out without hitting the smiling face, Qingye Fengyin also introduced himself: "My name is..."

"Your name is Qingye Fengyin." Wendy said.

"you know me?"

"Who doesn't know the great hero who saved Mond City?" She smiled.

"I used to..." Qingye Fengyin hesitated, he asked tentatively: "Have I met you before?"

"Ah, the one about the square?"

"Do not."

Qingye Fengyin was a little short of words, he paused for a while, and didn't know why he said that, "I mean, did we meet before?"

"No."

Wendy answered quickly, she smiled and said, "This is the first time we've met."

"Oh, that's it." Qing Ye nodded.

"This guy is called Ying." He patted Ying's head, rubbed it, and messed up the latter's neatly combed blond hair.

Ying found that she couldn't get in the conversation.