Qing Leng Xianzun is a milk cub

About the time I almost drowned myself in the bath!

Meng Hongyi smacked his lips dissatisfied.

"I didn't say I don't take off my underpants, I just take them off when I'm about to enter the water."

"So there's no need for you to be angry, anyway, you were going to take it off, so I did it for you." Qingxuan followed the topic and explained to Meng Hongyi, who had flushed cheeks, and put away the underpants in the palm of his hand.

Thinking about it according to Qingxuan's words, there is indeed some truth.

Meng Hongyi drooped his head, unable to think of a rebuttal. He leaned against the medicine barrel, looked at Qingxuan who was flipping through books not far away, and just watched quietly without speaking.

They were very close before, and they were close to each other almost every day. It can be said that most of the time, what Meng Hongyi saw was a part of Qingxuan.

But now that it's farther away, everything is clearer and more intuitive.

Qingxuan's eyebrows and eyes are already good-looking, and the chill in the clarity will not scare people away, it seems to have a magical power.

At least for Meng Hongyi, when he looks into Qingxuan's eyes, he will have a special desire to explore.

The soft long hair hangs down at will, and when you look down to read a book, it seems to be coated with tenderness, and you feel the time is quiet.

Meng Hongyi, who was soaked in the potion, looked at Qingxuan at this moment, as if he was admiring a beautiful and moving ancient painting. He leaned on the wall of the barrel enjoying himself, and took Qingxuan into his eyes.

"What are you looking at?" Qingxuan closed the scroll and looked up at Meng Hongyi. Early in the morning, he found that naked man not far away was staring at him intently.

Meng Hongyi blinked, disturbed in his rare leisurely state of mind, "It's nothing, it's just that soaking in the medicine barrel is too boring, so I casually look around."

"I've been staring at it for almost a quarter of an hour, just looking at it casually?"

Qingxuan put the scroll in his hand back to its original place, took out another book from the bookshelf and spread it out on the desk.

Meng Hongyi was not willing to admit that he was fascinated by it, "It's not that I've been looking at you all the time, but I just stumbled on it accidentally, that's why I..."

"Really?" Qingxuan asked, then picked up a brush to write and draw on the scroll.

"Of course, I never lie!" Meng Hongyi said.

The words "never lie to anyone" sounded a bit harsh to Qingxuan, the little guy's virtue... After getting along with him these few days, he has already mastered seven or eight points.

If you don't lie, no ghosts will believe it!

Qing Xuan pursed his lips and smiled silently, without arguing.

boom!

Suddenly there was a loud noise outside the hall, and Meng Hongyi, who was lying on the edge of the medicine barrel, trembled with fright, and his eyelids trembled.

"I'm hooked." Qingxuan put down the brush in his hand, got up and walked out of the palace gate.

A tree with a crooked neck fell down in the small world, just holding down the big black and gray bird.

Qingxuan walked closer and saw that the big bird had lost its breath. He squatted down slowly and touched the feathers of the big bird. In an instant, the bird disappeared in front of his eyes.

Wei left behind a golden inner alchemy, which was held by Qingxuan.

"What happened?" Meng Hongyi asked lazily.

Qingxuan said: "It's nothing, I just took a monster's inner alchemy, I think you seem to be soaking comfortably, so I decided to add some ingredients for you."

"Add toppings!?" Meng Hongyi was already enjoying the bath comfortably, and the whole person was drowsy from the enjoyment, but the moment he heard that toppings were going to be added, he suddenly woke up!

Qingxuan put the golden inner alchemy into the water, "Don't be nervous, just use this monster's inner alchemy to activate the part of the medicinal power absorbed by your physical strength, it's not a big deal."

After the inner alchemy was thrown into the potion, nothing happened except a little splash.

"It seems that nothing special happened." Meng Hongyi was a little nervous at first, but he relaxed after seeing nothing happened.

Qingxuan looked at the eye drops, "It takes a little time for the inner alchemy to react after entering the water, wait a moment...you may feel your body is hot."

"How hot can it be? Is it hotter than soaking in hot springs?" Meng Hongyi has experienced the hottest moment in his body since he was a child, and that was when he soaked in hot springs.

Qingxuan thought for a while, "That hot feeling will probably make you feel that you are about to evaporate, so...you'd better be mentally prepared."

Evaporation! ?

When these four words were poured into Meng Hongyi's head, his lower body was the first to burn, and then he only felt his hairs stand on end, as if he was in a sea of ​​flames.

"Ah—" Meng Hongyi couldn't help but let out a scream. It was as if a nameless flame had burst into his body, burning blazingly.

"Are you okay?" Qing Xuan had expected that Meng Hongyi would find it unbearable, but when he saw him sweating profusely and his expression painful, he couldn't help but feel his heart tighten.

Meng Hongyi firmly pinched the edge of the barrel with both hands, and he gritted his teeth, trying not to make any other noises.

However, after enduring it for a long time, the burning sensation showed no sign of subsiding, on the contrary, it became stronger and stronger.Every meridian in his body seemed to be scorched by a raging fire, numbness and pain intertwined, his eyes filled with tears.

"Let me help you relax." Qing Xuan said.

"No...no need." Meng Hongyi squeezed out these two words from between his teeth. He had endured it for nearly half an hour and didn't want to give up.

Just like in Xiuxian novels, the protagonist can only become a master if he endures hardships.

Thinking of the upcoming Sword Spirit Competition, Meng Hongyi secretly felt that he should be more competitive. He gritted his teeth and could bear the pain just in his body.

"You don't have to resist." Qingxuan took out a small handkerchief to help Meng Hongyi wipe off his sweat, the anxiety in his heart was already evident on his face.

He originally wanted to use the inner alchemy to help Meng Hongyi quickly improve his strength, but now seeing him in such pain, he felt a little regretful, worried that he might have acted too hastily.

Qingxuan's plan is entirely because of the amazing talent Meng Hongyi showed before.

A quarter of an hour later——

"I...I'm much better." Meng Hongyi spoke very softly, and he closed his eyes in a collapsed state, and plunged into Qingxuan's arms.

Seeing that the potion had been clarified, Qingxuan pulled out a larger handkerchief from his wide sleeve, lifted Meng Hongyi up and wrapped him with the handkerchief.

He carefully helped Meng Hongyi wipe off the water stains on his body, and gently put him on the bed. After guarding for half an hour...Meng Hongyi's body was still as hot as if he just came out of the water.

Strange.

This situation was unexpected by Qingxuan, the hot forehead could almost boil a raw egg.

Qingxuan covered Meng Hongyi's forehead with the palm of his right hand, and slowly released the cold air to help him cool down, but - it didn't have any effect at all.

It seemed that there was a tenacious creature living in that hot body, and it actually swallowed and absorbed the continuous cold air completely.

Qingxuan could only find another way.

He carried Meng Hongyi to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, looking for the extremely cold piece of ice.

As the keeper of the pavilion, Qingxuan has a smooth journey from the top floor to the ground without any restrictions. He doesn't know how long he has been flying, and he doesn't know how deep it is.

The only thing that can be felt is that the cold air around his body is getting stronger.

"Why did the guard come here?" An old voice came from the deepest part of the ground.

Qingxuan realized that he had reached the bottom, so he slowed down, fell slowly and landed safely.

"His body is hot and his breath is weak, so please senior Xuan Bing to help him." Qing Xuan respectfully knelt down on one knee in front of a huge black icicle, with some anxiety in his humble tone.

As soon as these words came out, a phantom came out of the mysterious icicle, it was an old man with white hair and walking on crutches.

"How could his body be so hot?"

Qingxuan quickly explained: "I...I prepared a bucket of potion for him to wash his marrow, and supplemented it with a monster's inner alchemy to fully activate the potion's power."

The old man put his illusory hand on Meng Hongyi's forehead, "How long has this hot situation lasted?"

Qingxuan replied: "It's been almost a quarter of an hour since I came out of the medicine barrel."

"It's strange, it's really strange." The old man helped Meng Hongyi take his pulse again. "His breath is not weak, it's just that he fell asleep and became weaker and weaker. But this anger, I don't know where it came from."

If the elderly are helpless, Qingxuan may not know what to do.

This intelligent Xuan Bing can be regarded as an encyclopedia, he has lived for a long time and naturally has a wide range of knowledge, ordinary things... he can easily solve them by raising his eyes.

"Is it difficult to solve?" Seeing the old man frowning, Qingxuan was instantly discouraged, his heart sank, and the sense of self-blame surged up again without warning.

The old man smoothed his white beard, "This piece of black ice should be able to help him, it's too cold here, take him away as soon as possible."

After all, the old man stuffed a small piece of black ice into Qingxuan's hand, the crystal-clear ice was glowing like crystal, it was really beautiful, it must be of extraordinary quality.

And Qingxuan reacted the moment he touched the Xuanbing.

"Senior, this is... this is your source crystal!"

"It's okay, it's just a small piece, it won't affect me much." The old man smiled and waved his hands, only urging Qingxuan to leave quickly, don't hurt his vitality because of the cold underground.

Qingxuan held Meng Hongyi in his arms, and bowed to the old man before leaving.

On the way back to the small world, he pressed Xuan Bing on Meng Hongyi's forehead, and after a while... the burning sensation really subsided slowly.

He was about to put away Xuan Bing, but found that Meng Hongyi's body immediately returned to a hot state.

Qing Xuanben also wondered why the senior gave him a small piece of black ice, and now he found the reason.

After returning to Qingxuan Hall, Qingxuan made that small piece of profound ice into an exquisite necklace, hung it on Meng Hongyi's neck, and finally - everything returned to normal.

The two were lying on the bed, Meng Hongyi was still sleeping soundly, while Qingxuan let himself go, as if he survived after a great disaster.

All thoughts are mixed, and I don't want to think about anything anymore.

This time, he was really scared.

He has lived for so many years, watched flowers bloom and wither, birth, old age, sickness and death, but this is the first time he was worried and panicked because of a person.

This feeling, this taste, is really uncomfortable.

At this moment, Qingxuan found that lying on the same bed with Meng Hongyi, doing nothing in a leisurely state is really beautiful.

He waved his sleeves, the blue sky was changing rapidly, and a round of yellow sun was slowly setting. He stared at the afterglow of the setting sun in the distance and slowly closed his eyes.