Chapter 22 Heavenly Robbery 2

She rolled in front of him like a wind and rushed to the table: "Lord Nepence, can you help me see what this is?"

She took out the smaller purse given by the Emperor of Heaven from her purse and poured the balls inside on the table.

Afraid of rolling everywhere, the sea quickly closed with its hands, and the beads were crystal clear and fragrant.

He could see at a glance that it was Zhenghewan.

glanced at her, "Where can I get it? Picked it up?"

She curled her lips: "Of course not. It was given by others.

"Such a rich shot, ten Zhenghe pills at a time," he said faintly, "Who will give it to you?"

"Emperor of Heaven." Jinglian said, "Is this a good thing?"

"Of course." Canghai took back his purse for her and looked at her, "Why did the Emperor of Heaven give you divine pills?"

"I don't know. He handed it to me casually.

Canghai sighed: "I don't know what kind of opportunity you are, but you are so blessed."

Jinglian also grinned. I think it's a blessing in my previous life.

He didn't say anything, "Have you ever heard that there is no merit? Or do you have nothing to do to pay attention to it?

Jinglian pointed to his nose and her eyes were round: "You, you said that the Emperor of Heaven is not a traitor..." Canghai suddenly stopped her hand and stopped her from repeating his words.

As a result, the distance is closer, and the atmosphere becomes a little ambiguous.

Jinglian's hand was in the palm of his hand. Although he quickly let go of his hand, she still felt blushing and heartbeat, and her white face seemed to be stained with red clouds, slowly turning red to the roots of her ears.

The sea returned to an indifferent look, "What I tell you must not be told to others."

"Oh."

"The queen is jealous. Because the Heavenly Emperor's heart is not on her, she has the most control over the whereabouts of the Heavenly Emperor. If you know that the Emperor of Heaven gave you a purse and so many Zhenghe pills for no reason, you may have to pick your shortcomings.

"Ah." Jinglian shouted in a low voice and quickly pushed her purse away, "I'm just accepting it. Can I still bring a big trouble by the way?"

"A woman's heart is as deep as the sea. You are a woman, and you want to know."

"I don't know." She smiled and said, "You are the sea god. Since a woman's heart is as deep as the sea, do you know?"

"..." Canghai was asked speechlessly.

Her eyes glanced across the moonlight skin, delicate with a faint feeling, which only makes people feel that her skin is as soft and smooth as water. A pair of eyes are big and bright, as black as midnight, extremely white and clear. This pair of eyes makes it easy for him to think of the eyes of a charming and clean white fox.

"Oh," she pouted and sighed, "If the queen came to me for this matter, wouldn't she lower her identity?"

"She doesn't have to come to you in person. Maybe my worries are superfluous and unknown.

Jinglian knew that he was not a person who would talk. He looked down at the exquisite knitted purse and said, "Can I take it back to him?"

"No need. Now that you have it, just accept it." Canghai lowered his head and continued to read.

When Jinglian saw that he didn't want to ignore herself, she also drew a book and read it slowly. Turning to a certain page, I suddenly found a painting of ink painting with bamboo waterfalls, and the artistic conception was very beautiful.

"Oh, can you paint?" Her tone was full of admiration, "Can you draw portraits?"

"No."

"You paint the scenery so clearly!" Jinglian leaned towards him and said, "Can you draw one for me?" I'm 20,000 years old now, and I haven't had a portrait yet!"

The sea glanced at her.

"All right, all right?" Her tone was soft and coquettish.

Under her persistent entanglement, Canghai finally agreed. Jinglian's face was red with excitement, and she took a chair and sat opposite her. "Is that okay?"

Time flows away in this way.

Canghai looked at her hair like ink, skin like snow, red lips and white teeth, and a momentary shock in her chest.

Her face is a natural beauty without carving. Coupled with her simple personality and innocence that has not yet understood the world, she gets along with her. Although she occasionally feels noisy, she is still happy.

For Canghai, a dull character who has never been close to others, it is not easy for her to be so close to him.

"Okay, my neck is sore." Jinglian rubbed her shoulders.

He didn't say a word, just looked at her, and then continued to paint.

Two hours later, Jinglian leaned on the chair and fell asleep. Canghai looked at her shrinking body, only took off the coat on the back of the chair and gently walked over to cover her.

Long hair, a trace slipping on his hand. Soft, like butterfly wings flying over the fingertips.

He looked at her for a long time and reached out to touch her hair, but as if he remembered something, his movements were fixed in mid-air. After a long time, he slowly withdrew his hand and walked back to the desk. Put the painting away.

When Jinglian woke up, she realized that she had fallen asleep while he was painting. She was very sorry and quickly smiled at him: "It's too sleepy to fall asleep. It's really rude."

The appearance of Wenyan is quite interesting to him. It doesn't matter."

She handed him her clothes and completely ignored the touching of care. Can the portrait be painted?"

"No." Canghai said indifferently, "You fell asleep, and I didn't draw well, so I threw it away."

"Ah?" She opened her eyes wide, "How can this work? I've been sitting all afternoon..."

"But you fell asleep."

After sleeping for such a while, it's really a failure. She cried and said, "You haven't painted it well. At least you asked me to see what it looked like. Why did you throw it away? Where did you throw it? I'll pick it up..."

"..." Canghai said, "It's really not well painted. I'll make another one for you next time."

"Real? You can't go back on your word."

The sea hummed gently.

Jinglian smiled and said, "Although I didn't draw well, I finally worked hard for you all afternoon. Thank you for your hard work. I'll treat you to a Zhenghe pill.

"No need." Canghai said, "You keep it. It's good for your practice."

Jinglian's eyes flashed: "Will I swallow ten pills and I become an immortal?"

"You might as well give it a try."

Jinglian grinned, "Hmm!" Seeing that the light in the room was getting dark, she looked out of the window and didn't expect that it was already late. I'll go back to the lotus pond first and come back to play with you in a few days.

The sea did not look up.

Out of the Wuji Pavilion, returning to the beach, the water unicorn was already waiting. Lying beside her, she was weak and listless, as if she had been here for a long time.

Jinglian quickly comforted it: "You are tired here. Let's go back."

Climbing on its back and about to walk, a man fell from the sky and surrounded the water unicorn to watch the bustle. The water unicorn arched up and stared at it alertly.

Jinglian also looked at him curiously.

A tall and handsome man.

I don't know if the gods are always handsome and beautiful? So far, she has never seen a man who is unseen.

"Water Kirin?" He stared at Shui Qilin in surprise, and then looked at Jinglian, "Is it yours?"

"Hmm." Why does he have an unbelievable tone?

"It's really not easy... Water Kirin can actually be a driver." He seems to be muttering to himself.

Jinglian was too lazy to pay attention to him and said to Shui Qilin, "Let's go."

He suddenly shouted, "Hold!"

Jinglian slanted her eyebrows, "What's the matter?"

"This water unicorn, can you transfer to me?" He smiled and his face was like a peach blossom. No matter what you want, I can do it for you."

The water unicorn suddenly became restless, as if it was priced and quite annoyed. Jinglian patted its head and said to the man, "Thank you for your love. However, it is bad and difficult to tame, and it's better to be by my side. Say goodbye."

"Hey." He said, "I'm the god of water. Can you give me some thin noodles?"

"It's no face to win people's favor." Jinglian muttered, pretended not to hear, and ran away like a water unicorn flying.

Back to the lotus pond, Jinglian was worried for a few days, afraid that what Canghai said would come true and that the queen would take her little braids. She is just a little demon, and she can't provoke this divine object.

After hesitating for a few days, she saw that the Emperor of Heaven had never come to ask her to return to Zhenghewan. She finally couldn't help swallowing Zhenghewan angrily.

Who knew that after swallowing, the whole body was hot and irritable, it was difficult to sit still, and it was even more difficult to sleep. She suspected that the Emperor of Heaven had given her poison?

She wants to die.

In the middle of the night, she asked Shui Qilin to send her to the Wuji Pavilion, jumped into the door, and rushed straight to the sea bedroom. When someone entered, Canghai had woken up and opened the door. She covered her chest and staggered to her half-deadly.

He was shocked, "What's wrong?"

"What the emperor of heaven gave me is not that Zhenghe pill, but poison." Jinglian covered her chest, her face was red, and her body was hot.

"Impossible." He said, "I recognize that pill."

"Then why did I feel so uncomfortable after eating it?"

She seemed to have a fire in her body, which was about to burn her to death. Since the beginning of human cultivation, there has never been such a difficult moment.

She grabbed the skirt of Canghai: "Am I going to die?"

"No." He comforted her in a low voice and helped her enter the room. She found a stool to sit down and lay on the table and gasped.

"Do you have any divine water to extinguish the fire for me? I must be about to catch fire."

When she felt restless and hot before, Shui Qilin even went to the cold sky mirror to drink some black ice water, but she still felt restless and hot.

Canghai took out a bottle from the cabinet and handed it to her lips, "Drink it."

Jinglian grabbed it and looked up. It was too late to stop Canghai... This was a ten-thousand-year salary, and he was reluctant to drink it. As a result, she looked up and drank it.

"Have you ever felt better?"

Jinglian feels it carefully.

However, her throat is still burning, her heartbeat is still super fast, her tongue is dry, and her heart is beating in panic. She grabbed her shirt and said, "It's not good at all. I'm going to die."

Canghai grabbed her white jade-like wrist and put his hand on her pulse.

The pulse is powerful, but it's too fast, and there is a flam in her body. No wonder she can't stand it. How many pills did you swallow?

"Ten."

"Who told you to be so greedy? No one will rob you. What are you worried about? A rare count of the sea.