Immortal Venerable, he showed his fish tail

Fine snow fell one after another, falling on Heng Rong's hair and shoulders, his figure in black clothes became taller and slender, revealing a loneliness.

Jing Qishu suddenly wanted to know Hengrong's origin, why he came to the lord's mansion as a servant, and why he knew so much about sharks... Who is the white shell in the mustard illusion for?

These thoughts piled up in Jing Qishu's heart, brewing a completely unfamiliar emotion, sour and astringent.

Not happy.

Hengrong went a long way, but realized that Jing Qishu hadn't caught up, looking back, that person was still standing in the snow in a daze.

Snowflakes fell on the top of his hair, as if he had turned white.

Heng Rong stretched out his hand to mobilize his true strength, wanting to block the falling snow on his head for Jing Qishu, but the moment before he started, he stopped for some reason.

Standing in the snow, Jing Qishu was different from the little merman he had known before. The merman he raised was a bit stupid and had a bad memory.

The shark's intelligence is comparable to that of humans, but his shark is so stupid that he can only play with the koi in the pond.

His cave is reserved for Shark, and there is a lot of space inside, and there are many flowers and plants. Even if Shark never leaves, he won't be bored.

But probably because his life was too long, Shark still came out of it, but instead of being bullied everywhere as he thought, he learned how to practice without a teacher, met a few friends, and even established the Heavenly Dao League.

Command the world of immortality.

This was completely different from the Shark he knew.

She won't cling to him, won't cry at every turn, put on airs in front of him, and have disagreements with him.

He has a new name, Jing Qishu.

Hengrong smiled lightly and blinked, and said to Jing Qishu: "Xianzun, don't you want to go?"

Jing Qishu wanted to say, don't call him Xianzun.

But he opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

What he wanted to say was stuck in his heart again, he lowered his head, answered softly, and walked to Heng Rong's side.

It's not too late now, there are still some peddlers who confiscated their stalls on the road, neither of them mentioned to go back quickly, just walking side by side like two mortals, snow fell all over their bodies.

In the middle of the walk, Heng Rong suddenly walked away quickly, Jing Qishu stood there waiting for a while, and saw him come back holding an umbrella.

Hengrong opened the umbrella and covered it over Jing Qishu's head, blocking the fluttering snowflakes, Hengrong said: "Xianzun, let's go."

Jing Qishu: "..."

He glanced at Heng Rong's hand holding the umbrella handle, the five fingers with distinct knuckles complemented the umbrella handle made of bamboo.

Jing Qishu's fingertips moved twice, but he didn't know what he was thinking, and the fingertips that were about to move returned to silence.

The two arrived at the inn in silence like this. It was already dark, and Liuying Sijin next door lit a lantern. In the bright lights, fine snowflakes fluttered down, and passers-by would breathe out a mouthful of white mist.

After entering the inn door, Heng Rong put away the umbrella, both of their clothes were covered with mud spots, Heng Rong said: "Xianzun, go upstairs and change your clothes."

Counting the time, the elixir that Jing Qishu took was about to expire, and his fish tail was about to be exposed again.

What the two of them didn't expect was that when they reached the door of the room, they saw Yingge was already waiting outside the door.

Seeing the two coming, she rushed towards them: "You two elders, I have already made up my mind. I have decided to listen to your advice and cancel the deal with Madam Qian."

This result was not beyond the two's expectations, Jing Qishu didn't say anything, Heng Rong said: "The cancellation of the transaction requires you to cooperate with Mrs. Qian, and follow us to Qian's Mansion tomorrow."

"Okay." Yingge nodded.

Heng Rong said: "It's getting late, you should go back first."

Yingge nodded obediently, and before leaving, she deliberately pointed at Jing Qishu's blessing body: "Thank you for the previous matter."

Seeing Yingge off, Jing Qishu was very uncomfortable: "What is she thanking me for, and I can't help."

Heng Rong smiled and shook her head, and pushed the door open.

Jing Qishu entered the door. Since he came to this place, he has always maintained the posture of a mermaid. He hurried out during the day, and this is the first time he looked at this room from this angle.

The previously familiar room suddenly became unfamiliar, Jing Qishu stood in the middle of the room at a loss, Heng Rong smiled and glanced at him, did not let him sit down, took out a pen and paper from the mustard bag, and began to write a letter.

Jing Qishu asked, "What did you write?"

Heng Rong said: "If tomorrow goes well, we should be able to take Yingge and Madam Qian back to the Heavenly Dao League and greet the leader in advance."

"Oh, yes." Jing Qishu just remembered this.

Neither he nor Heng Rong can understand the art of swaying, so this matter has to be handed over to Xuan Huaijin, and Xuan Huaijin should be informed in advance.

Jing Qishu was used to being careless, so he didn't think about this incident at all. Seeing the helpless expression of "as expected" on Heng Rong's face, he rubbed the tip of his nose guiltily.

At this time, the door was knocked.

Heng Rong said: "Come in."

The waiter at the inn opened the door and walked in, holding a mop in his hand.

Seeing Jing Qishu, Xiao Er was taken aback for a moment, then went back to look at the door, it was the right door, why there was another person suddenly.

Heng Rong came to open the room alone, he was writing a letter, without raising his head, he said: "He is my friend, he will stay overnight and leave tomorrow."

"Okay." Xiaoer came to his senses quickly, entered the door with a mop in his hand, and smiled at Jing Qishu: "Guest officer, please step aside, the little one wants to mop the floor."

Jing Qishu had no choice but to take a few steps back, Xiao Er moved swiftly, and quickly dragged him to Jing Qishu's feet, Jing Qishu had no choice but to retreat again, and accidentally bumped into Heng Rong, Heng Rong's ink was spilled, and he looked up helplessly he.

Jing Qishu was at a loss, looked pitifully at Xiaoer, who was buried in mopping the floor, and then at Hengrong, it was very clear that the mop moved first.

Heng Rong had no choice but to get up, dragged Jing Qishu around the table, came to the bed, and pressed him on the bed: "Sit here."

Jing Qishu sat on the bed obediently, and Hengrong went back to write letters.

After a while, Jing Qishu suddenly felt that his legs were hot, he was in a bad mood, and the effect of the panacea was about to wear off.

Xiao Er dragged on, not intending to leave at all, Jing Qishu pinched the hem of his clothes, squeezed it for a while, then gritted his teeth and called out: "Heng Rong..."

His voice was very low, whimpering like he was acting like a spoiled child, Xiao Er, who was buried in mopping the floor just now, raised his head ignorantly and looked at Jing Qishu.

Jing Qishu was even more embarrassed, he froze and didn't dare to move, he was struggling with his own fish tail, so he could only call Heng Rong more pitifully: "Heng Rong."

Hengrong finally raised his head, Jing Qishu sat on the bedside with a red face, his whole body was inexplicably stiff, he was taken aback for a moment, and quickly understood what was going on, put down the pen and paper in his hand, and walked quickly to the bedside: " Are you tired, are you going to sleep?"

Jing Qishu didn't know what he was talking about, and nodded pitifully in cooperation.

Heng Rong squatted and knelt beside the bed, stretched out his hand to take off the shoes on Jing Qishu's feet, put his already stiff legs on the bed, spread out the quilt and put down the bed curtain.

The movements are smooth and not at all shy.

After witnessing all this, the second child next to him blinked, as if he understood something.

No wonder two people want to live in the same room, that's how it is.

After Hengrong finished all this, she turned her head and said to Xiao Er: "It's already very clean, thank you, my friend is going to rest, you can go to another room to clean."

Xiao Er had a clear face, and nodded again and again: "Yes, I understand, I've finished taking off——no, I've finished procrastinating, let's go now, let's go now."

After he cleaned up the last small area, he left with a mop and bucket. Heng Rong followed him and locked the door. Qi Shu was taking off his trousers under the blanket.

Clumsy.

Seeing Hengrong looking at him, Jing Qishu froze for an instant, raised his head with a blushing face, and said in a muffled voice, "What are you doing?"

Hengrong laughed, closed the bed curtain again, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Er is gone, you can take it off."

Jing Qishu: "..."

Weird.

Jing Qishu blushed and took off his trousers. As soon as he put them away, his legs turned into fishtails uncontrollably. The bed was only two meters long. After his legs turned into fishtails, he couldn't let go at all, and his tail was pointed Protruding from the other end of the quilt.

Jing Qishu wagged his tail depressingly, Hengrong said rightly during the day, he shouldn't meddle in Yingge and Madam Qian's business, he should hurry up and find his shark pearl, it's always like this, but How to do it.

After he and the tip of his tail retracted into the quilt, Jing Qishu lifted the bed curtain and said dejectedly to the outside: "I'm fine."

Heng Rong also finished writing the letter, took it and handed it to Jing Qishu to read.

Jing Qishu glanced at it, the wording was appropriate, and he explained the situation here in a few sentences, and he also helped him conceal the search for the shark pearl, saying that it was an accidental discovery during the search of the Nether Dao.

Jing Qishu was very satisfied, he casually folded the letter into the shape of a paper airplane, a spiritual fire burst out from his fingertips, and the flames quickly engulfed the letter paper.

In less than a quarter of an hour, this letter will appear on Xuan Huaijin's desk.

Heng Rong didn't leave, and sat down beside Jing Qishu.

He whispered: "Show me your tail."

Jing Qishu immediately covered his little quilt tightly.

Heng Rong couldn't laugh or cry: "I just want to see if everything is normal after you swallowed the elixir."

It is also the first time for him to extract his own true power and give it to others. The power of a real dragon cannot be digested by everyone. When he came out, he was afraid that the elixir would have some bad influence on Jing Qishu.

When he spoke, his mind was very pure, he was just worried about Jing Qishu, when he was interrupted by Jing Qishu's small gesture of covering the quilt, Hengrong himself felt that something was wrong.

Jing Qishu blushed even more, he realized that he was thinking too much, blushed and lifted a corner of the quilt: "It's nothing, it's quite normal."

The scales hidden under the quilt were smooth and smooth, and seemed to feel good to the touch, Heng Rong stretched out his hand to touch it, it was softer than he remembered, and it was warm from covering it with the quilt.

Jing Qishu trembled from being touched, and was about to be smothered to death.

His earlobes were hot, and he stared at Heng Rong: "Don't touch me."

Heng Rong: "..."

Shark, I have touched your fish tail countless times, I have touched every scale, and you are telling me now, don't touch it?

The author has something to say: woo woo woo you are not allowed to touch sharks, mother disagrees!