Night Talk Hundred Stories

Hei Yao's body was gradually covered by the thick luster, and he seemed to have lost all contact with the outside world. He couldn't hear the noisy noise, and he couldn't see the beautiful flowers in front of him. He could only feel the Qinghe in front of him getting closer and closer to him. Grass blades seem to have gradually changed.

The cool touch of Lan Prairie suddenly became warm, and Hei Yao's heart sank. He didn't know what had happened. He called Qinghe with his spiritual sense, but there was no response at all. He was still anxious, thinking whether to break through the white mist, Suddenly, he felt his body sinking, and the white mist covering his eyes gradually dissipated.

As the white mist gradually thinned, the moon, which had been shyly hiding, poked its face out from behind the clouds, illuminating the earth with lustrous moonlight again.

Hei Yao narrowed his eyes, gradually getting used to the scene in front of him, turned his head slightly, and saw a young man in green clothes hugging his neck tightly, a pair of black and white eyes full of smiles, blinking He stared at himself without blinking.

Then he looked down at the flowerpot in front of him, where was there any trace of Qinghe?

Hei Yao called out in a low voice: "Qinghe."

"Yeah!" The boy who was holding him responded cheerfully, and rubbed his head on his neck with a very skillful movement.

Hei Yao laughed in a low voice, his thoughts moved slightly, he transformed into a human form in the blink of an eye, and stretched out his arms to hug the boy who was still hanging on his body.

The mountain that had been quiet for the white mist to dissipate exploded again.

"Transformed! There is no catastrophe! This..."

Immortal Baicao carefully looked at the miserable green boy from the cloud head, a smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth.

"Since it is an ancient fairy grass, what's so strange about it not going through calamities?"

All the fairies immediately fell silent. Indeed, the ancient fairy grass is different after all, it has not bloomed for a hundred years, and it can take away all the colors of the world in one day.

Looking up, they saw the young man in black robe tightly hugging the young man in his arms, and everyone looked a little more envious. How good would it be if this rare treasure was the orchid grass he had planted back then?

But those who come today are all flower lovers, and they are all free and easy. Although they are envious, they are not jealous. thought.

"The people who come here today are all flower lovers," Baicao Xian suddenly said to break everyone's thoughts, "Why don't you go to my Baicao Garden to have a look, the pear blossoms are also blooming very well recently."

The Immortal Baicao is in charge of the plants of the Six Realms, and there are countless rare and rare treasures in the garden. Now that they have opened their mouths to invite, everyone is naturally willing to go. After that, there was no one else in his eyes, so he just smiled and left on the cloud.

Shu Er really wanted to go up and talk to Qinghe, but seeing Hei Yao's posture, he had no choice but to give up, dragging a group of little demons back to their respective caves.

As a result, within a short while, the originally crowded and lively hill immediately quieted down, and it seemed a little empty.

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Hei Yao originally had the selfish intention of not letting others see Qing He, until then he slowly let go of his arms, and he was able to see his appearance.

The young man in green clothes is slender, and his waist-length ink-like hair has a faint luster under the moonlight. It is lightly tied with a white jade ribbon and loosely loosened on his shoulders; On his face, the facial features were exquisite and moving, especially the pair of big round eyes, which made the young man look a little childish, and the black and bright eyes were so cute that they were as pure as sucking people in.

His Qinghe originally looked like this.

Hei Yao could see the gods, and suddenly felt that meeting the other party was just yesterday, why did he turn into such a appearance today?

Seeing that he just looked at him, Qinghe remained silent, and gradually became a little confused. He didn't even know how he transformed himself. He just thought that it would be great if he could transform into a human shape and hug Hei Yao, but in the blink of an eye, he fell into a Really became a human form.

But Hei Yao's appearance made him a little puzzled, and he immediately threw himself into the opponent's arms, saying in a muffled voice, "Hei Yao, don't think I'm ugly."

Hei Yao laughed, and stretched out his hand to caress the soft hair of the other party, "I said before, Qinghe is very good-looking, and the human figure is also beautiful, I was dumbfounded."

"I thought you disliked me." Qinghe rubbed her hands coquettishly, then suddenly asked uncertainly: "Is it true that I have transformed?"

Hearing him muttering to himself, Hei Yao simply stretched out his hand, pulled Qing He's hand off his shoulder, and motioned him to take a look: "Look, isn't this just an incarnation?"

"I always feel... like I'm dreaming."

Qing He looked at his fingers with wide eyes, and said in a daze.

I also feel like a dream.Hei Yao nodded in agreement from the bottom of his heart, interlocked his fair and slender fingers, and said, "Don't think about it any more."

"Oh."

Hearing that he agreed, Hei Yao suddenly remembered the knot in his heart before the transformation, so he added: "Tell me what you think, don't allow yourself to be stuffy in your head, you understand?"

Seeing Qinghe nodding obediently again, Hei Yao stood up half-supporting and half-embracing the person in his arms, Qinghe touched the ground with his toes as if tentatively, then stepped firmly on the ground, then raised his head and smiled at Hei Yao : "It's true! Now I can walk by myself!"

Hei Yao let go of the hand holding his shoulder, but still held his right hand, saying: "Now Qinghe can go wherever he wants."

With crooked eyebrows and childish smiles, Qinghe took Hei Yao's hand and walked into the cave. Hei Yao was about half a step behind him, and he obediently led him, all he could see was the From the back of that slender young man, his brows and eyes were gradually bent, and he didn't even notice it.

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Qinghe led Hei Yao back into the cave, then let go of his hand suddenly, looked Hei Yao up and down, wrinkled his nose again, and said, "Why is it different?"

Hei Yao was puzzled: "What's the difference?"

"Look!" Qinghe moved close to Hei Yao, stretched out his hand to touch the top of his head, about a little above Hei Yao's shoulder, and he was a little frustrated: "It's so short..."

Hearing this, Hei Yao chuckled lightly, which immediately attracted Qing He's stare: "You're still laughing at me!"

Hei Yao forced his smile back, tried to maintain his usual calm and serious tone, and said, "I think it's just right, but if Qinghe practices diligently, I think he will grow taller."

With that said, he pulled Qinghe to sit on the haystack, Qinghe was immediately attracted by the golden hay beneath him, stretched out his hand to lightly touch the soft grass blades, and yawned lazily, Hei Yao Said: "Sleepy?"

Seeing that the other party nodded, Hei Yao asked him to lie down and rest, thinking whether the hay would be too hard for Qing He, when he saw Qing He rolling on the haystack, he found a comfortable position, One hand was still tightly clutching the corner of his clothes and never let go.

Qinghe lay down, only felt the familiar breath between breaths, immediately felt more tired, slowly closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

Hei Yao relaxed his movements, pulled the corners of his clothes out of Qing He's hands bit by bit, lay down beside him again, and embraced him in his arms, this action did not wake Qing He up , he rubbed against Hei Yao's arms, resting his head on Hei Yao's shoulder, sleeping more and more soundly.

Hearing the young man's clear and even breathing, Hei Yao's lips curled slightly, and he softly recited a series of charms to seal the entrance of the cave, and then he also closed his eyes and fell asleep.

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