I, Dayan of the senior department, never dies

"Not enough, not enough."

"I came to see you as soon as I woke up."

"From Shuchuan to Shendu, it's thousands of miles, so far away."

"Yeah. I think about Sister day and night. Without Sister, I wouldn't eat well."

The real dragon was helpless to be disturbed, so he followed the fairy's mind and said some nice words to appease her.

"Hey, Xiaobai is the most obedient."

The fairy who liked this set let out a satisfied laugh.

"When Sister came...well, it's nothing."

The real dragon hesitated to speak, and the fairy with this appearance caught his eyes, and a little curiosity arose in his heart.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Immortals have never seen such a sad appearance of the real dragon... Wait.

The immortal let go of him, stood up and walked slowly to the side of the real dragon, looking at him carefully.

"Well, did something happen on Eleven?"

This kind of appearance is only seen by the immortal on the real dragon when it comes to his worrying younger sister.

"Well... sir, she..."

Zhenlong put down his pen, and let out a sigh full of sorrow.

"So so, so so..."

The real dragon told the immortal what was written in the letter word by word.

"what!"

The immortal slammed the table down with a look of surprise on his face.

"This, this, this... How could Eleven...was her head broken by the old thing!"

The immortal never expected such a thing to happen.

"No, I have to ask her. Axi, don't worry, I must ask the matter clearly."

The fairy got angry, got up and wanted to leave.

"Sister... please."

Looking at the back of the fairy leaving, Bai Tian just sighed softly.

Since the painter despises him, he will never be able to find her again.

All Bai Tian can rely on now is the connection between them as sisters.

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"Ugh..."

The immortal leaned against the pillars in the corridor and looked anxiously at the closed door.

"Ugh……"

She didn't know how to face that child.

"Sister, it's windy, let's go back to the house."

"Uh-huh!"

The words of concern that sounded beside him made the immortal startled.

"Xiao, Xiaobai! Me, you, when did you come?"

She wanted to retreat, but there was a ladder behind her, if the real dragon hadn't caught her quickly, the fairy would have rolled down.

"Just came back."

Hugging the stupid immortal who was about to fall off, Bai Zhou said again:

"As soon as I came back, I saw sister standing here. Is sister waiting for someone?"

"Well... I'm waiting for you. When I came back and saw your door was closed, I thought you were busy, so I didn't dare to disturb you."

The immortal hugged Zhenlong's waist habitually, and talked to him against his chest.

"Adu...ah, it's the real dragon. I have something to do with him, so I talked about it for a while. If I had known that Sister would be back today, I would not have gone to look for him."

There was obvious joy in Bai Bai's eyes.

The immortal must have brought back news related to the painter when he came back.

Although I don't know whether it is good or bad, it is a good thing for Bai Tian to receive news about her.

"Well, sister, it's windy today, let's talk slowly when we get back to the house."

"Ah good."

Immortal got out of the warm embrace in a daze, followed him into the room, sat on a chair, with a teacup in his palm.

Looking at the steaming tea, the immortal didn't know what to say to Bai Tian.

"Sister can speak up whenever she has something to say, there is no need to worry about whether it is good or bad. I don't want to please my husband, I just want to know the real reason."

Bai Tian's words not only did not play a soothing role, but made the immortal even more hesitant and entangled.

"Well, on Eleven she... indeed..."

The fairy sighed.

"That guy's temper... Xiaobai, Axi, you know it."

"I remember that once she wanted to draw a picture of mountains and waters, so she went up to the mountains to paint, but she suddenly lost interest in the middle of the painting, and the last one was just a stroke away. She just threw the painting on the top of the mountain."

"Well... But, I don't know that Mr. She will... Well, I know."

During the daytime, he sighed and had a lot of thoughts in his heart, but he didn't know where to start.

It turned out... really just lost interest.

"Axi...you..."

The fairy looked at him worriedly.

She knew how deep that feeling was, especially for the white days when they were not grown up.

An immature person has several 40 years in his life.

The emotions of these 40 years have all been pinned on an elusive "hope".

I don't know if I can get a response after waiting, and I don't regret the time that has passed.

That's how he survived half his life.

Now after a lot of hard work, I finally got a pass to be able to stay together forever.

Hope, however, cut off the response as he had guessed at the beginning.

The immortal was a little afraid of what he would do stupidly.

"I'm fine, sister."

Drinking a cup of tea during the day, the mouth doesn't seem to feel hot at all.

"I'm just... a little emotional."

"I always thought that the reason my husband refused to marry me was because she... was shy... It turned out that I was being sentimental."

During the day, I wanted to laugh again.

"Sister, thank you for making this trip."

Looking at the dusty fairy in front of him during the day, gratitude rose in his heart.

"No hard work."

The immortal hesitated for a moment, and then extended an invitation to him.

"Axi, can... come with me to Shuchuan?"

"I heard that there will be a Mid-Autumn Festival celebration there, and it will definitely be very lively."

"Mid-Autumn Festival..."

Seemingly afraid of the daylight's refusal, the immortal took out his secret weapon.

"You still owe me an agreement. You can't refuse."

"Well, of course I remember."

During the day, he shook his head lightly.

"I will go with Sister, let's keep this promise, Sister."

"Well... no, I will use it if I say so."

The fairy was angry.

"I don't want you to think, I want me to think. I think it's worth using this promise this time."

"Sister..."

Bai Zhou pondered for a moment, but reluctantly agreed with the immortal.

"Wuhu! Xi, take a good rest, we're leaving tomorrow!"

"So fast... Well, sister, don't worry, I will prepare my bags tonight."

"Then I'll go first!"

The fairy left with a satisfied smile.

"..."

Wait until the fairy is gone.Only then did Zhenlong suppress his smile, staring blankly at the scroll of paintings that he kept on the small shelf beside the table.

Back to Sanming King and Holy Emperor, who can go to the army?

The land of Sichuan and Shu is located in the southwest of Dayan. Although the scenery is beautiful, it is also hot and humid. Living here all year round, the body will inevitably be infected with moisture.Therefore, it has become a characteristic of Sichuan and Sichuan diets to dispel moisture in the body through spicy food.

"Sister, don't you get tired of eating so much spicy food?"

Holding a handkerchief during the day, he gently wiped away the red oil left on the corners of the immortal's lips, his words revealing concern and consternation.

Coming here with Immortal, she ate spicy food almost every time, and the level of spiciness was extremely spicy every time.

“It’s okay. Spicy is like an attitude to me. When the slight tingle and the intense urge explode on the tongue, you’re like, ‘Ah, my life is delicious. "

The Immortal seemed never tired of it, and even preached to Bai Tian, ​​trying to pull him into the spicy sect, and have a good time with her.

"...I'll forget it. It's okay to eat once in a while, but if you eat it all the time, you'll get bored in a few days."

When the words of refusal came out during the day, the immortal looked at him pitifully.

"Don't you really think about it? This is one of my sister's few hobbies, right? Xiaobai doesn't want to know me better?"

"The only few... hobbies..."

Bai Tian couldn't help laughing, and then the immortal slapped him reproachfully.

"Sister, tonight is the Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival, so eat less and save some stomach to wait for the night market at night."

"……Alright alright."

Nian clapped his hands and shouted proudly.

"Little Er, check out!"

"Come on! Two guest officers, a total of 120 Wen, do you use silver taels or Wen money?"

"Here, take it, the amount should not be bad."

A trace of reluctance flashed in Nian's eyes, and then he handed over the little money he had saved to Xiao Er.

"Well, it's so expensive. It costs so much for just a few dishes. Xiaobai, do you think this restaurant specializes in slaughtering customers like us who seem to come from out of town?"

Dissatisfied with his age, he weighed his empty purse, complaining slightly in his mouth that the prices here are so high.