Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 447 God's Domain: What tricks can you tell!

They lie on the soft green grass of the peach grove and the petals of the peach blossoms, basking in the sun, chatting endlessly about the outside world, they are still a little young and ignorant of world affairs, and their words are full of envy and fascination.

The peach tree is scorching for ten miles, suitable for IKEA, and its flowers are in full bloom.

On the tallest peach tree, the branches and leaves are lush, the petals are soft, and the spring is as thick as wine, falling on the branches and blooming.

Each peach blossom is soft and beautiful, stretched into the most natural appearance, quietly covering the snow-white fox tail hidden in it.

"Little Qi, Xiao Qi, don't sleep, the sun is drying your ass!"

"Sleep again, the fox fur is scorched!"

Accompanied by the irritable shout, the tip of the tail hidden among the peach blossom petals swayed lazily, the snow-white and beautiful fluff showed its presence in the large peach blossoms, and swept off a few branches and leaves, lazily, satiated, and continued sleep.

"Great-grandfather is here—"

"boom!"

The fox sleeping on the peach tree fell headfirst, and the peach blossom petals fluttered down, his voice was faster than his consciousness: "Great-grandfather!"

Bursts of light laughter fell.

The little fox realized something was wrong while half asleep and half awake, barely opened his bleary eyes, filled with mist from sleep, the two fox ears on his little head turned around vigilantly, and finally said angrily: "Liar! "

"Who made you sleep so well." Shen Zhuang put her hands on her hips, "We are foxes, not pigs!"

The hair on the tip of Qi An's tail exploded, a small ball that could be hugged with one hand, soft and waxy, plausible: "I am called Chun Mian!"

"It's obviously a snooze!"

Qi'an was confident and confident: "It's a beautiful spring, wouldn't it be a disappointment if you don't sleep soundly?"

"..."

I have seen people who love to sleep in, but I have never seen someone who talks about sleeping in so freshly and refinedly.

Qi An is the smallest of the foxes in Qingqiu, any little fox caught will be bigger than her, she is ranked seventh, and with her surname Qi, everyone is used to calling her Xiaoqi.

Since she was young, everyone was spoiled by her, so much so that she developed the temperament of a lawless, chaotic devil king.

It disturbed Qingqiu's peace, and one set of ghost ideas followed another.

"Did you hear what I just said?"

"what?"

"Master Lord God!" Shen Zhuang said excitedly, "Don't you want to see him?"

"What god, can you sleep?"

After confirming that his great-grandfather was not nearby, Qi An relaxed his vigilance, lay lazily on the piled up petals under the peach tree, rolled over, and let out a comfortable sigh.

The supple and smooth fur flowed with a white halo in the sun, as if it would glow, and was stained with a few peach blossoms, and responded nonchalantly.

Shen Zhuang: "..."

Is there nothing else in your eyes but sleep?

Qi An is not interested in the gods they talk about, one cannot sleep and the other cannot eat, it is not as practical as this comfortable peach blossom forest.

"Wishful thinking. The main god is not something you can talk about. With this level of cultivation, you still want to see the gods? Why don't you think about how to transform into a human form."

A cynical voice sounded out of place.

It was a fiery red fox, more beautiful than a peacock, with eight gorgeous tails swaying behind it.

"Oh." Qi An said slowly, "You can afford it?"

Shen Zhuang fell silent for a moment: "Xiaoqi, you should continue to sleep."

Hongyue snorted coldly and left.

It's not unreasonable for the other party to dare to be so arrogant, she is the only fox in Qingqiuhu's generation who has cultivated eight tails!

With the last tail missing, he can become a nine-tailed fox, with extraordinary talent and arrogance.

Qingqiu has not seen the existence of the nine-tailed fox for a long time, maybe it can still enter the eyes of the main god.

All the elders of the tribe valued her very much.

And compared to Hongyue, they are nothing more than salted fish, ahh, salty foxes.

Shen Zhuang looked melancholy at her own two tails, then at Qi An's tail, and suddenly felt a river of sadness in her heart, and choked up.

"Xiaoqi, you haven't even cultivated a human form until now, if you really can't do it, let's steal some medicine."

The vixen who is about the same age as Qi An has turned into a human form, only she still maintains the form of a young fox, the old god is there, and I will not move when the wind blows and the rain hits.

Shen Zhuang hates iron for being weak, and told her that as long as she transforms into a human form, her parents will allow her to go down the mountain to see the outside world.

Unexpectedly, this stinky fox has no self-motivation at all, and started to show off in a grandiose manner, saying that Qingqiu Mountain is very good, and there is no need to go down the mountain.

"Xiao Qi?" Shen Zhuang called again without hearing Qi An's response.

The peaceful breathing was long and even.

"..."

She, she, fell asleep again! !

In the end, all the little foxes, brothers and sisters, watched Xiao Qi sleep together.

Surprised.

"Could it be that Xiao Qi was born with the wrong breed?"

"Her true identity turned out to be—"

"Sleeping Fairy??!"

The breeze blows through the ten-mile peach blossom forest, and the fragrance of flowers is fragrant and charming, lingering in every inch of breath.

The petals fluttered down, and the pink and white color gradually smudged with a trace of beauty, as bright as the crimson at the end of a girl's eyes.

The little fox's big fluffy and snow-white tail hangs behind him, the tip of the tail flickers, his head rests on the fox's paws, his two ears are soft, the tip of his nose sniffs the intoxicating fragrance of peach blossoms in the air, and falls into a sound sleep.

Recently, a major event happened in Shenyu. Jiuchongtian Lianhua Shenjun was celebrating his birthday, and he invited all over the world for a banquet. Qingqiu naturally also received the invitation.

This is a rare opportunity to ascend to the Ninth Heaven. If you are lucky, you may even get a glimpse of the Lord God's face!
All the foxes were cheered up and soon disappointed.

Because there are only two invitation cards, Qingqiu Taishang Xianjun and the younger Hongyue will go to Jiuchongtian to celebrate his birthday.

But few people know that one of these invitations was not delivered to Hongyue at first, if it wasn't for——

This matter spread all over Qingqiu, even the classroom was disturbed, all the little foxes chattered about it.

Looking around, the back of the fox's head is round, sitting in several rows.

"Quiet!" The old gentleman held a ruler and said solemnly. He has seven fox tails and is a highly respected teacher of Qingqiu.

The little foxes shut up obediently.

Qi'an was sitting in the last row, secretly passing small notes, most afraid of the sudden silence of the atmosphere, and of sudden outrageous luck.

The little note was typed crookedly and landed at the old man's feet.

"Okay!" The veins on the old man's forehead were twitching, and he followed the note, and it was indeed her, "It's just right, Xiao Qi, come and tell everyone about our Qingqiu's 5000 million-year history!"

"It's not appropriate..."

"What's inappropriate! If you can't tell me, don't sit down for me!"

"Then I told you?"

The old man wants to see what tricks she can come up with!

Gentleman Qi'an erected his two snow-white fox ears frankly, and coughed twice under all the silent gazes, he really had a bit of airs inside, and said in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)