Night Talk Hundred Stories

In the cave, a voice full of anxious consciousness sounded: "Shu Er, how is he doing?"

A mouse twitched its tail twice, jumped to the side of a bluegrass, shook its head: "How do I know, when the catastrophe falls, no one else will see what's going on until it's over. "

"..." Qing He was stunned, "Why is it not over yet? I have heard two thunderclaps, but it was just a transformation... How could it be... Could it be that something happened..."

He was anxious in his heart, and his consciousness was a little choked up, Shu Er was a little panicked, if he made Qing He sad, who knows how that wolf will deal with him when he comes back!

Thinking of the other party's cold and murderous eyes, Shu Er shuddered, and shook the soft leaves with his small front paws: "Don't panic, that guy Hei Lang has such a high level of cultivation, It’s just a catastrophe, what are you worried about!”

"But there have been two thunderbolts already...Transformation is nothing more than a catastrophe, why..." Qing He became more and more anxious, "If it wasn't for some accident, why didn't he come back?"

Shu Er was stunned for a moment. He didn't know why he was like this, so he could only make nonsense: "Ah... maybe he is too ugly after transforming, so he dare not see you... That guy is shy! Yes, he is shy!"

Before Qinghe had time to refute him, he heard a cold voice from the entrance of the cave: "Who is shy?"

Shu Er was stunned for a moment, and raised his eyes to look at the entrance of the cave. A tall figure was slowly walking towards the cave against the morning light outside the cave. Shu Er blinked, met the pair of dark and cold eyes of the other party, and immediately slapped him. Shivering, he was almost subconsciously sure that the wolf was back!

"Xiaoqing and you practice slowly and transform into form as soon as possible, I will come back at another time!"

With only time to let go of such a sentence, Shu Er immediately rushed out of the cave, leaving no shadow behind.

The figure gradually approached, and when he looked closely, the man in the black brocade with cloud patterns was tall and straight, his eyebrows were sculpted into his temples, and his face was handsome. He looked like a young man in his twenties, except for a pair of long and narrow eyes with full eyes. Full of cold hostility, not angry and arrogant.

Qinghe felt relieved when he heard his voice, and immediately communicated with the other party with his spiritual sense: "I heard two thunders from the sky, are you okay?"

"What can I do?" The expression in his eyes gradually softened, and the hostility on his body also gradually faded. The young man's tone was quite relaxed. He walked slowly to Lancao's side, squatted down, and pointed fingers with knuckles Slowly caressing the green grass blades, "Look, am I fine?"

"Yeah." After exploring with his spiritual sense, seeing that he was not at all uncomfortable, his clear and peaceful voice slowly relaxed, allowing the other party to touch him softly, and curiously asked: "What does the fat man look like?"

The young man laughed, "Why do you always remember Fatty?"

Qinghe is originally a grass plant, and he can't leave the place of rooting before he cultivates human form. He cultivates in this small cave every day, and he is very curious about the outside world. Hei Lang knows this, but he usually He didn't dare to leave the cave too far, and he didn't know much about the things outside the mountain, so he acquiesced to Shu Er to come and go in his cave, and let the noisy mouse tell Qing He the anecdotes and anecdotes outside the mountain one by one. To fulfill his wish.

But... why does the little guy keep thinking about Fatty?

The young man was still frowning, Qing He said again: "Hei Lang...uh..." He sized up the person in front of him, and said with some hesitation: "I can't call you that now, right? At least it's transformed."

In the past, Hei Lang didn't have a name, so he just followed Shu Er's name and called him Hei Lang. Now that the other party has transformed into a form, should he still be called Hei Lang?

"Heh..." The young man smiled nonchalantly, "You can call him whatever you want."

"Really?" Qinghe became interested, and even swayed a few slender orchid leaves, "May I give you a name?"

There was a trace of cunning in Qinghe's spiritual consciousness that he didn't usually have, which made the man in front of him narrow his eyes slightly.

"it is good."

Qinghe thought for a while, and said: "I like your eyes the most, the light shining from them is as dazzling as the daily sunshine... How about calling it 'Hei Yao'?"

"Hei Yao..."

The man in front of him pondered for a while, seeing the blades of grass in front of him as expected, Qing He said dejectedly: "You don't like it..."

The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and the young man named Hei Yao reached out his hand and gently plucked the leaves, "I like it very much."

Qinghe immediately became happy: "It's the best if you like it! Now I took your name, and you belong to me!"

It turned out to be waiting here.The smile in Hei Yao's eyes deepened, without retorting, "Yes, it's yours."

Qing He couldn't help yearning as she said, "Now that you have transformed, when will I be able to transform?"

Hei Yao also didn't know how long it took for the tree spirit and flower demon in the mountain to transform into a human form, but his intuition should not disappoint Qing He, so he comforted him, "Qing He is also very beautiful like this, so it doesn't matter if it's earlier or later. "

"It's not the prettiest way," Qinghe remembered that he was an orchid, and immediately retorted, "I haven't bloomed yet! It's the prettiest when it blooms."

Hei Yao was amused by his eager tone, pretending to be troubled and said: "Then... when will you bloom?"

Qinghe also became distressed by the question, and shook a few leaves in frustration, "Yes, then when will I bloom?"

Hei Yao was also in trouble, "You are not a mortal flower. This mountain bluegrass has bloomed for many seasons, and you have never bloomed it before. I guess it will not be the time?"

"Ah..." Qing He was extremely disappointed, "Could it be that we have to wait hundreds of years..."

"Hundreds of years are nothing." Hei Yao didn't take it seriously, "I'll be with you, one day it will be opened."

"Um... well."

Qinghe laughed softly.

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After Qinghe had seen enough, Hei Yao changed back into wolf form, flicked his tail, jumped onto the haystack and lay down on his stomach.

Those two thunderbolts were not as light as he said, logically he had survived the first thunderbolt and had already turned into a human form, so there shouldn't be any more thunderstorms. When the unexpected second thunderbolt fell, He fought against it with the spiritual power of his whole body, and in the end, somehow, he swallowed the spiritual power of the thunder.

The golden spiritual power entered his stomach for the first time, and it was hot and painful like a raging flame. Hei Lang could hardly control his body, so he could only fight against it with the last sliver of clarity in his mind, and then the burning pain in his body slowly Relieved, a warmth flowed all over the body instead.

When he calmed down and slowly adjusted his breath, he felt that the spiritual power in his body seemed to be much more abundant, and his cultivation base had also improved a lot, even the injury from the first thunderbolt had completely healed.

After confirming that he was fine, Hei Lang immediately ran to his cave, where his baby was waiting for him, and when he heard two thunderclaps, Qing He was probably worried.

Fortunately, another hilltop was chosen at that time, otherwise Qinghe might be hurt today.Hei Yao thought in a daze, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

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