Quick Wear Dream Qiqi

Meng Qiqi tilted her head, her eyes filled with confusion. "Really? Master, I feel like you two have a very serious topic to discuss."

Zhe Yan walked up to her and ruffled her hair. "Silly girl, what serious topic can we have? It's just some trivial matters about its wounds healing."

Meng Qiqi nodded doubtfully and turned her attention to the white raccoon dog: "Little white raccoon dog, you have to get well soon."

The white raccoon barked twice in response.

However, at this moment, the sky suddenly darkened and a powerful force enveloped them.

Zheyan's face changed and he protected Meng Qiqi behind him.

The white raccoon dog also pricked up its ears alertly and its hair stood up.

"Looks like he finally found it." Zheyan muttered to himself.

Meng Qiqi nervously grabbed the corner of Zhe Yan's clothes: "Master, what's going on?"

Zhe Yan whispered, "Don't be afraid, Master is here."

The force was getting closer and closer, and a complex expression appeared in Bai He's eyes, like guilt and helplessness.

A foul-smelling black mist attacked the two of them.

Zhe Yan sniffed the black mist, his brow furrowed, his eyes instantly becoming sharp. "This is the Three Breath Poison Mist, one of the devil's most commonly used tactics. Qiqi, be careful."

Meng Qiqi was startled and leaned against Zhe Yan tightly: "Master, what should we do?"

Zhe Yan looked around cautiously as he said, "If you inhale too much of this poisonous fog, your entire body will be paralyzed and unable to move within three breaths. Hold your breath first and use your spiritual energy to protect your heart meridians."

Meng Qiqi quickly did as she was told.

At this moment, the white raccoon suddenly rushed towards the black fog. Zheyan shouted, "You are crazy! Come back!"

But the white raccoon did not stop. It rushed into the black fog and let out a cry of pain.

The black fog dispersed briefly due to the impact of the white raccoon dog. Zheyan seized the opportunity and formed seals with his hands. A strong light shot out, temporarily dispelling some of the poisonous fog.

"What is the origin of this white raccoon dog, and why is it rushing towards the poisonous fog?"

Zheyan's mind was full of questions, but he had no time to think about them now. He had to concentrate on dealing with the three breaths of poisonous fog that was about to come again and the demon hiding in the dark.

After the white raccoon rushed into the black fog, its body was constantly eroded, but it still rushed towards the center of the black fog desperately.

Over there, the demon was controlling the poisonous fog. Seeing the white raccoon charging towards him, he burst into laughter: "You overestimate your own abilities."

A white spiritual light spurted out of the white raccoon's mouth. This was its last strength, and it rushed straight towards the demon.

The demon raised his hand disdainfully to block, but at the moment of contact, the white raccoon detonated its own spirit core.

The huge energy of the explosion caught the demon off guard. He widened his eyes in horror and wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

With a loud bang, the white raccoon and the demon were swallowed by the light.

Zheyan and Meng Qiqi could only watch as the powerful impact forced them to retreat again and again.

When the light faded and the black fog dissipated, only a scorched earth was left in its place.

Zheyan walked forward silently, with a trace of sadness in his heart.

He knew that Bai He might have done this to repay Qi Qi's previous rescue and protected them in such a decisive way.

Meng Qiqi, with tears in her eyes, whispered, "The white raccoon..."

Zheyan patted her shoulder gently and looked at the scorched earth for a long time without saying a word.

Meng Qiqi's eyelids trembled slightly. She didn't know why. She had only been with this white raccoon dog for half a day.

A crystal teardrop quietly overflowed from the corner of her eye, and the tear slowly slid down her beautiful cheek, like morning dewdrops falling lightly from the edge of flower petals, carrying a hint of imperceptible sadness.

It first outlines a shining track, reflecting a subtle glow under the soft light.

Then, pulled by gravity, it slid down faster and finally dripped onto her collarbone, leaving a small, wet mark on her collarbone.

Throughout the whole process, her face maintained an indescribable tranquility and sad beauty, which was very moving.

Just then, a breeze blew by, and Meng Qiqi felt a coolness on her face. She raised her hand and gently wiped away the tears.

Zheyan turned around and said comfortingly, "Don't be too sad. Bai He is so brave, and he deserves it."

Meng Qiqi nodded slightly and tried hard to force a smile.

However, none of them noticed that a faint trace of Bai He's soul quietly attached itself to the teardrop through Meng Qiqi's sadness.

This soul was extremely weak, emitting almost no breath, as quietly as a speck of dust merging into the sea.

Meng Qiqi's bamboo house was reduced to ruins in the explosion just now.

So, Zheyan pulled Meng Qiqi away from this scorched earth.

The soul of the white raccoon dog attached to the teardrop seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, waiting to wake up one day.

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Because of the invasion of the three-breath poisonous fog, the peach trees in the peach forest began to wither slowly.

Meng Qiqi is the peach blossom elf, and she starts to repair herself slowly according to Xiaojiu's suggestion.

Meng Qiqi stood in the peach forest, raised her hands slightly, and a faint light flickered on her pink fingertips.

Xiao Jiu whispered beside him, "Host, you need to mobilize all your spiritual power and inject it into the roots of the peach tree."

Meng Qiqi gritted her teeth and, as Xiao Jiu had said, continuously channeled her spiritual power out.

The withered peach trees seemed to have been nourished, and their trunks gradually showed a hint of green vitality.

But the three breaths of poisonous fog were too overbearing, and the peach tree, which had just recovered a little, quickly withered again.

Beads of sweat appeared on Meng Qiqi's forehead, but she refused to give up.

At this moment, the teardrop containing the soul of the white raccoon suddenly flashed, and a mysterious power flowed down Meng Qiqi's cheek into her body.

Meng Qiqi was shocked, but felt that her spiritual power increased several times in an instant.

She exerted her strength again, and this time her spiritual power rushed towards the entire peach forest like a surging wave.

The peach trees regained their vitality at a speed visible to the naked eye, the flowers bloomed again, and the pink petals fluttered in the wind.

Meng Qiqi sat down tiredly, and Xiaojiu cheered.

After the mysterious power disappeared, Meng Qiqi felt that the little white raccoon was still alive, but she didn't know where it was.

She dug out a jar of peach blossom wine she had brewed, held the jar, and appeared on a sturdy peach tree in a flash.

She lay on her side among the branches, her slender waist like a willow swaying in the wind, her three thousand black hair casually scattered.

Peach petals fell on her snow-white skin, adding a touch of beauty.

She lazily pulled out the cork, and the strong aroma of wine instantly filled the air.

She tilted her head back and took a big gulp of Peach Blossom Wine. The wine slid down the corners of her mouth, soaking the collar of her clothes, revealing a small piece of fair skin, which was captivating.

Her tipsy eyes were half-closed, revealing endless charm, like a cunning little fox.

"This peach blossom wine is indeed the most fragrant one I brewed myself." She murmured to herself, her voice a little hoarse with a hint of drunkenness.

A gust of wind blew by, ruffling her hair. She raised her hand and gently brushed the messy hair away from her eyes, gazing into the depths of the peach forest with a dazed look.

Everything here is cherished by her. Even after experiencing danger and destruction, as long as there is this peach forest and these peach blossoms, she can feel extremely safe.

Zheyan searched for Meng Qiqi in the peach forest for a long time, and finally found Meng Qiqi on the peach tree.

She was seen lying on her side among the branches, her eyes and eyebrows full of alluring charm, and Zheyan was stunned for a moment.

"Lord Zheyan, it is very rude of you to stare at me like that." Meng Qiqi said with a half-smile, her voice tinged with drunken pouting.