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

When teaching the teacher, let her pay homage to the three senior brothers in front, and said casually: "This is your fifth junior sister, teach her well."

The little girl was ignorant: "Isn't it Fourth Junior Sister?"

"What are you thinking, you still have a fourth senior sister on your head, let's go." Lian Hua said, "Don't imitate her."

"Can I see her?" The little apprentice came too late, and had never heard of those things, asked.

"will not."

Even Hua's apprentices look at the eye, they are used to it, and they don't stick to one set. Qi Lou seems to be a bit of a master-student addiction, but seeing what happens after they recruit apprentices, he still resents it.

Life is important.

He wants to keep healthy! !
Qi Lou clenched his fists and made a decision, with a determined face, but he was too big and had no deterrent effect.

On the day when Lian Hua accepted his disciples, Hong Yue went back to look at it, but she didn't dare to go up the mountain, so she just took a look and turned to leave.

Her Fourth Senior Sister... really failed.

To this day, she has no regrets for what she has done, and still has no regrets. After removing the fairy bones, she becomes an ordinary person. After breaking the bones and swallowing them in her stomach, she can still force herself to say that she has no regrets. I know.

Since then, I have seen all the mountains and seas, and I will never see each other again.

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"Baozile, Baozile just out of the oven..."

"Liji Restaurant is open!"

"Aunt Su, would you like a bun?"

In the world, in the capital, the long streets and alleys, the sound of hawkers can be heard endlessly, and the crowds are bustling, like the places he and she walked through that year.

"Boss, here are five buns."

A string of copper coins was thrown over, and it landed in the boss's palm just right.

The voice was eloquent, passing through the willow treetops.

"okay!"

The boss in coarse clothes opened the lid, white mist was transpiring, the fragrance was tangy, and the world was nothing but smoke and fire.

Pass it to the girl in front of you.

Qi An took it over and thanked her.

The girl wore a sky blue skirt with a tight waist. She was slender and thin, with three thousand black hair, and a charming face. Those amber eyes shone with the sunshine of early spring.

Carrying her buns, she walked slowly on the street, feeling very happy.

No one could tell that the Fallen Demon, who had made the outside world frightened, was here to buy buns leisurely, and even took a big bite.

"Little Nine Tails, long time no see, your appetite is getting bigger..."

Qi An immediately slumped: "I eat very little!"

Meeting Lian Hua was an accident, she didn't want to see anyone at first, so these 300 years should be a distraction.

Lian Hua was quite righteous, didn't tell Rong Yu, and told her with a blink of an eye that it was a little secret between us.

When he lowered his tone, the wanderlust in his eyes could hardly be hidden.

Qi An was not bewitched, knowing that he always liked to tease people, how true and how false.

The two sat in the restaurant, Lian Hua poured the wine: "Have you not seen him yet? I'm afraid Rong Yu will really go crazy if this continues."

"He's a god, how could he get out of control." Qi An smiled.

Lian Hua raised his eyebrows: "I think when you jumped off the Fallen God Tower, he woke up that day and missed a step with you. You didn't see what he looked like at that time."

They missed too much, life after life.

He protected the common people and Qingqiu, but he couldn't protect her.

"You don't go back to Qingqiu, and you don't see him, what are you thinking?"

This is the first time they talked about Qingqiu.

Back then, Qingqiu was charged with protecting demons, especially after Qi'an's death, Qingqiu acted like a madman against Shenyu, his posture was endless, Shenyu Jiuzhong was furious, and almost flattened Qingqiu Mountain, but Rong Yu saved it ten miles of peace.

After that, Qingqiu escaped from the world and never heard from him again.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and the world is almost forgotten. It turns out that there is a place called Qingqiu in the north of Wuchongtian.

The peach blossoms there bloom very well, and the wine there is famous all over the world.

Qi An was silent, took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, and said vaguely: "I'm like this... I don't want to disturb them."

She is still concerned about the devil's affairs, only Qingqiu is always there, so why not return for a thousand years?
"Now it's not the same as before. He has done everything that needs to be done for you." Lian Hua sighed softly, "Don't blame him."

"I don't blame him." Qi An shook his head, half of his face was immersed in the sunlight, the fine fluff on his face was like the surface of a dandelion, cold and soft, "I just don't understand him."

"Okay." Qi An picked up the last bun, stuffed it into his mouth with a whimper, and waved his hand, "I'm leaving."

Lian Hua looked at her back with a deep expression on his face.

Surrounded by glitz and bustle, he propped his head up and smiled, drank three ounces of wine, listened to opera singers sing about the capital city, and then fell drunk in the frenzied song, but he was a bit lonely without being noticed by others.

Qi An walked into the crowd, stepping on the shadow of dusk.

Over the past hundred years, she has also heard many things, including the rumors back then.

There is also the saying that the fallen demon was beheaded by the gods. Qi An wanted to laugh when he heard it. The love between gods and demons is taboo. It is really hard work for Shenyu to come up with a perfect set of rhetoric. Their hypocrisy has not changed at all. .

Qi'an went to the racecourse and bought a horse, and rode it across the mountains and rivers. The Qingqiu grassland is hundreds of miles away, and the grass is lush. It's not surprising that everyone who comes out of there can ride a horse.

It was another round of setting sun, which shattered the pale golden glow, filled the sky, and there was a translucent star.

On the high mountain, Qi An angrily grabbed the rein, raised his foot and kicked the horse's buttocks: "Can your horse have some ambition! Is the grass by the river so delicious!"

The horse turned a deaf ear and lowered its head to chew grass.

The girl led it forward vigorously, and the mountains were high and the water was far away, and she met Yishen.

She stopped.

Standing there, he was dressed in white clothes like snow, and he was full of beauty. Behind him was the vast world, and the stars were moving.

Looking at each other from a distance, the mountain wind howls.

Qi An showed a relieved smile, and when he walked towards her step by step, he asked the same question as before: "Is it the Nine Heavens God?"

Rong Yu stared at her, and slipped out a word from his throat in a hoarse voice: "It's Rong Yu."

The wind entangled the hems of the two people's clothes, and then separated them in an instant. The fate was endless, and it was the endless love for thousands of miles.

"Don't go, Ah Qi." He had waited for her for a thousand years, sought her for a hundred years, and now he took her by the wrist and told her, don't go.

"Why?" Qi An asked him.

The wind was strong, and the voices of some people were scattered in the air and sent eight thousand miles away.

One day.

Rong Yu looked down at her with clear eyes, and told her.

"God loves the world, and I love you."

Dare to admit love.

Qi An smiled, as bright as the sun, his eyebrows and eyes were blurred in the light and shadow, and what he was stepping on was the long river of setting sun.

She ran away with her hands behind her back, turned around and shouted at him: "I heard it!"

Looking into the distance, there are a few clouds, moving to the distance along the endless mountains, white and flawless.

It wins but there are countless people.

The two figures slowly came together on the high mountain, shoulder to shoulder, their backs getting further and further away.

In charge of the reincarnation of all things, she can also accompany her to see the mountains, rivers, sun and moon.

Everything in the past is a prologue.

"Master, I don't want to go back to Nine Heavens."

"We're not going back."

"It's March again. If peach blossom wine has been brewed for a hundred years, it should be the best season for drinking..."