Chapter 142 Emotional

"Alas, distress, it's really indescribable distress." Hong Yu sighed, was stunned for a long time, shook his head, simply put it down and stopped thinking about it.

The city of Tiandu is the imperial capital of the Miluo Empire. It is very far away from the city where Hong Yu is now, with tens of thousands of square kilometers. If it is not flying in the air, it will take months to reach it.

Under the flight, Hong Yu and Qianlan quickly left the prosperous city with small things. Fortunately, they came down the way and met the killers of Tianwangfu again. Of course, it was impossible for Tianwangfu to give up assassinating them. Maybe the next wave of assassinations had not been caught up.

Below is a continuous mountain range. The ancient trees on the mountain range are towering and lush. In the mountains and forests, you can occasionally see some rare birds and animals. The aura in the air is also very strong, which is comparable to the three peaks of Hongyu Shimen.

It was not easy to meet such a suitable place for cultivation. Hong Yu slowly collected the mysterious energy in his body and fell down from the air with Qianlan and stood on a huge rock.

As soon as he got to the ground, the little thing in Qianlan's arms suddenly opened a pair of gem-like eyes, his delicate little nose fanned, and his mouth shouted excitedly: "Fruit, there are fruits... The little boy smelled... There are a lot of delicious fruits..."

After saying that, the little thing flew up from Qianlan's arms and disappeared into the woods in a blink of an eye. Hong Yu and Qianlan were stunned. For so many years, the little guy hasn't got rid of the problem of being a foodie. As soon as he smells food, he doesn't care about anything. Moreover, his appetite seems to have shifted from bamboo. Fruits.

Spread out his hands, and Hong Yu had to let the little thing go. This is a pure land. It should be impossible for any fierce birds and beasts to come out to hurt it. Moreover, even if it really comes out, it is hard to say who will hurt whom.

"It's amazing that there is such a piece of still land on the fourth floor of this nine-storey magic tower." Standing on the rock, the breeze blew on the face, and the faint fragrance of flowers permeated the air, making Hongyu feel relaxed and happy. A feeling of entering immortals away from the world arises spontaneously from the bottom of his heart.

Turning her face and looking at the little girl beside her, she saw that the little girl was gently closing her beautiful eyes and was already intoxicated in this quiet land. His eyes slowly moved down from the elegant little face of the little girl, slipped through the slender white and tender jade necklace, and touched the extreme two balls on his chest. Hong Yu suddenly swallowed his saliva and felt extremely regretful: "Oh, if this girl hadn't been an ancient sword, everything would have been done. Look at the elegant environment here, rare and how suitable it is. Do something... Er, I've been acting more and more like Brother Pig recently. Damn it."

Hong Yu woke up and secretly pinched his thigh.

Hearing the slight movement, Qianlan next to her couldn't help opening her eyes slowly. Seeing the strange color on Hong Yu's face, she immediately frowned and said strangely, "Hong Yu, what's wrong with you?"

"Uh... nothing, nothing, practice, hey hey, practice." Hong Yu's little face blushed slightly, and he quickly took out the ancestral secret book "Demon Slayer" from his arms and covered it up with a smile.

After saying that, he pretended to sit down, gently closed his eyes, and began to make cultivation fingerprints on his hands.

Qianlan stood beside him, looking at the undated ruddyness on the teenager's face, shook her head helplessly with a light smile, and full of charming words, and floated out from the full and charming mouth: "Shameless apprentice, the ancestral secrets in your arms have not been opened, how can you follow the secret book? What about refining?

Ah? Er... Can't I practice with my heart and feel it with my heart?" Waving his hand, Hong Yu answered casually, but he was secretly angry. Shit, in front of this little girl, it is more and more likely to be messy. If it goes on like this, the situation will not be good. She is just an ancient sword. I really fell in love with this ancient sword, didn't I?

He was secretly angry, but suddenly there was a faint fragrance in front of his nose. A warm breath sprayed gently on his neck and arms. At the same time, a ball of ecstatic softness slowly pressed up.

The next moment, Qianlan's coquettish smile sounded in his ear: "Shameless disciple, are you thinking at this time, how good it would be if Qianlan was not an ancient sword?"

Hearing this, Hong Yu was stunned. Does this girl know how to read minds? He opened his eyes, turned his face to look at the little girl who was looking at him playfully, and said, "Yes, so what? If you are a person, not a sword, then I can treat you the way I treat people.

"Treat me in the same way as people? So...what's the way?" Qianlan opened her arms and hugged Hong Yu's waist tightly. A pair of big smart eyes looked at Hong Yu.

"Uh... This problem is a little complicated to describe," Hong Yu touched his nose and coughed gently. "Well, I can just like you well, and then touch and grab whatever you need to do."

"Bah...!"

Qianlan's delicate little face suddenly floated on two colorful clouds, which was charming, but the jade arm around Hong Yu did not loosen any part, and the embrace became tighter and tighter. Feeling the two tightly pressed balls on his back, Hong Yu couldn't help saying "Oh" comfortably, and his back moved gently.

Feering that the shameless disciple in her arms was doing something wrong, Qianlan suddenly only felt weak all over. She almost climbed on Hong Yu's back. The little girl's little face was so red that it was about to drip out of water. She bit Hong Yu's ears and gasped, "Shameless apprentice, if... what if Qianlan is a person? "

"Is it a human? Didn't I just say what to do? Hong Yu smiled, turned around, reached out to copy the little girl's small waist, took her in his arms, raised his finger and gently scratched her beautiful nose. "Don't make me happy. How can you be a human? When I first met you, you were an ancient sword. Maybe after staying in the world for so long, you have infected the breath of human beings, but your essence is still an ancient sword.

sighed, and he suddenly felt a little boring. He slowly let go of Qianlan, stood up and walked a few steps forward to the edge of the rock, and looked quietly into the distance.

Looking at his back in a skungry, Qianlan's little hand clenched it secretly, and her face gradually turned pale: "This bastard doesn't know that Qianlan is already a man..."

She was secretly sad, but she sighed and shook her head with some distress: "But even if you are an ancient sword, I find that I still gradually fall in love with you. What's more, I often have a strange feeling that I feel that something has been lost to you. I feel that it is a very, very precious thing, even more precious than my life, but I don't know what it is. Oh, distress, it's really an indescribable distress. I actually like an ancient sword. What a freak...!"

"It turns out that... he also has the same feeling as Qianlan!" Qianlan looked at the distressed back of the shameless disciple. For a long time, she suddenly smiled happily, and even tears came out of her eyes.