Qing Leng Xianzun is a milk cub

About the thing about me getting smaller again!

"I changed my clothes!"

The supposedly immature voice seemed to have changed along with the changes in the body. The voice that came to Qingxuan's ears got rid of the milky voice that is unique to children, adding a lot of youthful air.

After Qingxuan adjusted his posture, he turned and pushed open the door, and happened to meet Meng Hongyi face to face.

The changed Meng Hongyi still had a very familiar innocent smile on his face, and the wide plain robe seemed to be a little tight on him, Qingxuan realized that his clothes were obviously too slim for Meng Hongyi's current body shape.

He originally wanted to take out another wider one and put it on for Meng Hongyi, but he didn't expect Meng Hongyi to be very happy.

Meng Hongyi seemed to have noticed Qingxuan's unnatural expression just now, and said with a smile: "The material of this dress is very comfortable, and it looks good on you."

The joy in this is naturally not only the joy of putting on new clothes, but also the joy of growing from a child to a teenager.

It's just... I haven't had time to be happy for a while.

In an instant, he changed back to his petite appearance, as if the clothes soaked in water suddenly shrank.

This situation really stunned Meng Hongyi.

Qingxuan never expected that Meng Hongyi would suddenly become smaller again, and the two were speechless and at a loss for each other.

"What's going on here?" Meng Hongyi looked down at his completely shrunken body again in disbelief, and only sighed in his heart: one should not be too shy, otherwise big troubles will easily happen.

Qingxuan pondered for a long time before giving an answer that sounded reasonable, "It should be that your soul and spiritual power haven't fully adapted to this new body, so your performance is not stable now, just a few more days to get used to it. "

This is still a bit strange to say.

My body still needs time to get used to it, and the matter of getting bigger and smaller...Meng Hongyi admitted that when he was four or five years old and watching cartoons, he really imagined having this ability, but he didn't expect that one day it would be reflected in reality.

"It seems... I'd better not go out these days." After Meng Hongyi became smaller, the tight clothes on his body instantly became loose, and the neckline of his jacket abruptly turned into a big V shape, making his fair upper body completely invisible. Concealed revealed.

Even though it has become smaller, Meng Hongyi's proud figure still exists in a reduced version.

Meng Hongyi, who is only about six or seven years old by visual inspection, is extremely unscientific with his still muscular pectoral and abdominal muscles, and his lines and outlines are not smooth, but with a baby face and a not-so-slender figure, it is really weird.

Seeing this situation, Qingxuan finally took out a well-fitting dress and changed it for Meng Hongyi. During this process, Qingxuan inadvertently touched Meng Hongyi's chest and abdominal muscles. The feeling was real, but it didn't fit well.

Speaking of which... he is also familiar with this feeling, after all, this whole body is a masterpiece born by his hands.

Meng Hongyi's face also turned red after being touched twice, and he whispered, "Why do I feel weird."

Qingxuan raised his head and glanced at him, "Just get used to it. Although this body is not perfect, it is not bad. If you are not satisfied..."

He was interrupted by Meng Hongyi before he finished speaking.

"I don't mean to be dissatisfied. I like this body very much. It's exactly the same as I imagined!" Meng Hongyi hurriedly explained.

Qing Xuan nodded, "That's good."

Meng Hongyi, who was worried that he would suddenly become too big and explode, stayed in the small world for several days, not daring to move around.

Since Kuang He returned to Sanqingmen, Qingxuan has been busy again, and he has to spend a lot of time to take care of it, which is also to prepare for returning the position of head to Kuanghe in the future.

It was inevitable that Meng Hongyi would be bored in the small world alone, so he walked to the familiar bookshelf again, picked up a book and tried to relieve the boredom.

Being unable to read books, he spends most of the time propping his head and looking at the densely packed words, and suddenly, he remembered a very important thing.

The token of connection with Taki still remains in the former body.

Without that, he would have completely lost contact with Taki, and the agreement between him and Taki would be even more difficult to complete!

The shell was very important to Meng Hongyi, but he couldn't tell Qingxuan about such an important matter, so he had to find his own way to solve it.

That night, when Qingxuan returned to the small world, he carried a lot of fresh and sweet snacks in his hand. As soon as he opened the door, he found Meng Hongyi lying on the desk like before, with an inexplicably sad face.

Qingxuan lightly placed the snack on the table, and slowly tore off the outermost layer of paper, "What are you doing frowning?"

As soon as the words fell, the sweet fragrance of all kinds of pastries attracted Meng Hongyi's idea. He shook his head, unceremoniously reached out and grabbed a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, "It's nothing, just...waiting for you to come back and wait for Mrs. long time."

Meng Hongyi said that on purpose.

"After Kuang He returned home, there are many things that I need to explain. After you get used to your new body, I will take you out for a walk." Qingxuan calmed Meng Hongyi's emotions in a soft voice.

It stands to reason that two or three days have passed, and Meng Hongyi's body should have slowly changed back to its original appearance, but now it seems that there is still no change at all.

Meng Hongyi thought for a while, and then pretended to ask casually, "Is Kuang He still in seclusion? With the help of so many soul pills...he should be returning to his peak state soon."

"Of course it's not that easy." Qingxuan paused, and then continued: "In the past few days, in addition to dealing with the affairs of the sect, I also inquired about the real reason why Kuang He stayed in Lingjian Mountain back then."

Many years ago, Kuang He's cultivation once fell into a bottleneck. Just as the Lingjian Mountain Grand Competition was held, he thought that he could find some natural treasures and return home to make a breakthrough in one fell swoop.

But Kuang He was not as skilled as others at the time, and was defeated within a few rounds. Unwilling, he sneaked into the forbidden area of ​​Lingjian Mountain.

The sky was full of thunder in the forbidden area, which nourished many rare treasures of heaven and earth, and the greedy Kuang He ate four or five herbs in a row, only thinking of using the power of the medicine to break through the bottleneck.

In fact, Kuang He did it.

Breaking through the bottleneck in the forbidden area, he attracted several heavenly tribulations. Kuang He, who broke through forcefully, was weak and hard to resist. At the same time, he was almost wiped out by three thunder calamities.

The last remaining soul escaped from the dead and sneaked into the dead zone to survive. Unwilling to give up, Kuang He absorbed the black death energy in the dead zone and forcibly sent a letter to Qingxuan, just to be able to use it at the beginning of the next sword spirit contest. A special sword spirit escaped from birth.

After hearing this, Meng Hongyi was still puzzled, "Where's the cat? Isn't that the cat who has always been a hindrance... and helped Kuanghe set up a scheme to refine the soul pill!"

"That cat is just a part of Kuang He's distribution of power. As for the real mountain lord Di Ya... I don't know her whereabouts." Qingxuan responded.

Meng Hongyi scratched his head. No matter how much he thought about it, he felt a little strange, so he couldn't help asking, "Where did I find out about these things, why does it seem a bit unreliable?"

"In the past few days, Jing Ci has been courting Kuang He. I heard these things from Kuang He's mouth. Although I can't be sure how true these words are, Kuang He didn't make up on purpose. The need for lies."

Qingxuan's words are very reasonable, Kuang He has escaped from the dangerous situation, and his strength has basically recovered, so there is no need to intentionally fabricate and conceal the past.

After thinking about it carefully, Meng Hongyi nodded in agreement. He didn't care about Kuang He's past at all, and the inquiry just now was more about looking for an opportunity to get the shell back.

"Hurry up and eat the pastry. I will investigate these matters clearly, so you don't have to worry about it." Seeing the great confusion hidden in his small eyes, Qingxuan reached out and touched Meng Hongyi's head, and then pushed the pastry to him. before.

"After I've gotten used to it, take me to meet Kuang He." After Meng Hongyi said, he stuffed another piece of pastry into his mouth, and then looked at Qingxuan with burning eyes.

Now Qingxuan's expression should be serious, he frowned, his eyes were puzzled, "Why do you want to see Kuang He?"

He knew well that Meng Hongyi would no longer be able to recognize Kuang He as his master, and with the matter of taking his body, the two of them could not say that there was a bloody enmity, but they should have formed a relationship.

As for Qingxuan... she is also very dissatisfied with this matter, and has hardly given Kuang He a good look these days.

"Your master, that is, my ancestor, I should pay a visit." Meng Hongyi said very sincerely.

But Qingxuan touched his ears, put on an air of having seen a ghost, and quickly restrained himself, "You don't have to think about me, Kuang He and I have always been at odds, it's just a nominal master relationship, You...don't need to see him."

"But I still want to meet him." Meng Hongyi said again.

Finally, Qingxuan felt that something was wrong. He propped his hands on the table, and the aura exuding from his whole body felt like he was in the world. He bent down and looked down at Meng Hongyi, "What are you hiding from me?"

Speaking of this step, Meng Hongyi didn't know what to do. Seeing Qingxuan's depressed face, he didn't dare to tell the truth anymore, but tremblingly held his head and said: "I...I can't see you anymore. ?"

Realizing that his attitude was too tough, Qingxuan immediately changed his posture, and said in a calm tone: "You can tell me clearly about anything you have, and there is no need to hide it. You can always trust me."

Of course Meng Hongyi knew that he could trust Qingxuan.

But it is about the Dragon Clan, and there has been a long-standing grievance between the Immortal Cultivation World and the Dragon Clan. As the leader of a faction, Qingxuan must not be able to speak for the Dragon Clan, let alone... save the remnants of the Dragon Clan from the secret realm.

After thinking about it again, Meng Hongyi still thought that it would be better for him to find another way, "Well... I know, I'm a little sleepy and want to sleep."

This night, Qingxuan and Meng Hongyi were lying on the couch together as before.

Such a scene made Meng Hongyi dream back to the first day when he just traveled to this world. At that time, he didn't know Qingxuan well, and even harbored resentment.

but now……

He looked at Qingxuan beside the pillow, feeling unspeakably grateful in his heart, and he was held back by an inexplicable sense of belonging and dependence.