Chapter 1002

Name:Ode to Longevity Author:Qinggequeque
That strange world?

Gently wiping Feng Qingge's long hair, Mu Cangyun replied, "What are you curious about?"

"Oh." I thought the people in front of her would keep chasing after her and ask, what happened to those, and how did she get here. Almost all the lines and how to deal with it have been thought out, but Feng Qingge didn't expect that Mu Cangyun in front of him didn't care at all!

It stands to reason that at this time, you should also ask, oh, the people who crossed over from the world in the future? Or should I say past and present? See you in the afterlife?

What a mess! Quickly shaking her head, Feng Qingge threw all these thoughts out.

Gently tapped Feng Qingge's little head, Mu Cangyun asked in disbelief: "What are you thinking about, what do you think I will ask you, what is in your little head? Or ask me, I like it Is it you, or who? Huh?"

"..." Is it necessary to answer this question, of course I like her! Feng Qingge pouted, pressed the towel with both hands and said, "Okay, it's nothing, get out of the way, I'm going back to the room."

"Don't you want to answer?" He stretched out his hand to hold the person in front of him, and Mu Cangyun laughed softly: "You... I don't care about your past or your future. You have your little secrets, and you may never say no for the rest of your life. Finish, I think, when you tell me slowly, treat it as a little story after dinner and tell me. If things are too ethereal, let them forget."

Those worlds that he has never been in contact with, those that shouldn't exist, can be forgotten, and only talk about now.

"Then, do you have any little secrets, Mu Cangyun?" Lying on Mu Cangyun's lap, Feng Qingge raised her head and looked at the person in front of her, the corners of her mouth raised, revealing a shallow smile. The man in front of him knows everything, but doesn't say anything. It's better to treat it as a dream than to let her explain.

With his head lowered, Mu Cangyun put one hand on his cheek and said thoughtfully, "What do you think I have a little secret?"

"Er..." With a soft smile, Feng Qingge leaned against his knee, letting Mu Cangyun play with his long hair, and said softly, "How long?"

"Not much." Arranging his long smooth hair, feeling the tenderness of his fingertips, Mu Cangyun raised a smile on the corner of his mouth. He really wanted to continue like this forever. Shampooing her hair, pulling her hair, watching her, and being around is enough.

The breeze gradually rose, blowing the corners of the clothes of the two, and between the lakeside mountains, the two figures stood still, just leaning against each other. It was just under the soil behind them that the little head that was quickly tossing the soil came out, and the little claws slapped on the ground and squeaked: "Everything is ready, you two don't stay, just get ready. Set off……"

"It's Little Leaf's Dancing Mouse!" Looking back at the little mouse that was still in the hole, with only half of its body exposed, Feng Qingge's eyes were bent like the moon, and when he got up, he was about to rush towards the Dancing Mouse behind. .

All the hair on his body stood up, and the whole body of Dancing Mouse trembled. Before Feng Qingge could make a move, his round body burrowed into the cave. It's just that the cave dug out is not big enough. When I got nervous, it was completely stuck at the entrance of the hole, and the remaining two small claws danced in the air and shouted: "Ogre maniac, don't come here, go away, master save me, I'm going to be burned again!"

"You only have this bit of meat, why do I braise you? One bite is not enough. Hey, little mouse, let me ask you, you say, can you go?" Stroking the little head of Dancing Mouse, Feng Qingge even more I don't know whether to laugh or cry. Every time this little mouse sees her, it's like seeing a ghost. Whether it's going to the ground or going to the sea, it's gone in the blink of an eye, and it's only a matter of going to the sky.

Feeling Feng Qingge's malicious gaze, Dancing Mouse's chest heaved violently, looked at Feng Qingge in a panic, and turned his eyes to Mu Cangyun for help, how could he know that the opposite was thrown directly to his back. The Dancing Mouse almost cried, his body trembled, his teeth cluttered and said: "I, I, I, this is not what I said, it was said by the master, but, you can go, all, all ready, wow! Don't kill me, I'm not tasty, my meat is sour!"

"Who's going to kill you, don't scream if it's okay. You can go, that little ruffian and Big Brother Yan Wu..." Looking at the dancing mouse in his hand, Feng Qingge frowned, making the little mouse tremble.

"Yes, yes, Yuzhi has already set off from Jin Country, and his brother has followed. Big Brother Yan Wu... Ah bah, Yan Wu Guoshi also set out from Long Country, and the master has to go to Yan Country. We are in Cencheng, just in time. You can go there, and when the matter of the Yan Kingdom is resolved, you will be able to reach the Xuanyuan realm at almost the same time." The little ear was trembling, and the dancing mouse's paw pressed on Feng Qingge's hand, and was almost taken into the pit. Little life, I don't know how long it will survive.

Have you left?

It's all over, okay?

With a trembling in her hands, Feng Qingge put down the little mouse in her hand, and turned her head to say, "Cangyun, the little ruffian succeeded. I didn't expect that Lin Qingxuan would also come here for Yuzhi, right?"

"Yes." Mu Cangyun nodded and said, "Get ready, let's go."

The Yan Kingdom is another unforgettable country.

The location of the Helan family, although I have only been here twice, has a different feeling. I still remember the first time I saw him, dressed in grim black clothes, with a long scarf draped over his shoulders, just like a statue, sitting there, even if he was harassed and harassed by Feng Ni and Helanbo, Not moving like a mountain. So quiet and cold.

Sitting in a familiar position, imitating the old people, looking out the window, here, you can take all the corner of the sky outside in your eyes, lean against the foot of the wall, there are pillars behind you, and you can see everything around you. In the eyes, you can also observe the flow of people below, which is a very good position.

"Do you like this?" Mu Cangyun asked softly, pouring tea.

Feng Qingge just shook her head and said, "This is where I met Han Bing. At that time, Feng Ni and Helan..."

Helan Bo...

A bitter smile overflowed at the corners of her mouth. Feng Qingge lowered her head and looked down. The crescent-white figure that came into view mixed into the crowd. Her eyes narrowed. Who was that person just now?

"How about this?" Holding the little tiger's hat in his hand, a shallow smile filled the corners of his mouth, and the dusty temperament blew like a breeze.

The woman who followed him, dressed in a plain long gown, hugged the sleeping child, she smiled softly: "It's good, Xu'er will like what Brother Bo picked."

"That's it, Xu'er is still sleeping? This little slacker, eh?" At the moment of turning back, the standing figure caught a glimpse of the people in the teahouse above. The moment he got up, he lowered his head slightly, a familiar The face flashed in front of his eyes, where did that woman seem to have seen?