Extra Four Sansheng Stone 3

The immortals in the sky are leisurely, so there are always many famous banquets. There are also many immortals with mythical beasts. In addition to Chang'e's jade rabbit and Erlang God's roaring dog, the most famous recently is the real little white tiger.

It is not uncommon for tigers to have such a beautiful female tiger that can speak, but it is very rare.

"Come on, Xuanji, follow your sister, look, what is that? Go, go, go!"

Put peat! Xuanji is very depressed. She is a tiger of the king of beasts. She is not an ordinary cat or dog. Where did this woman come from? Sister, who is it?

She raised her head from Zhen's arms and saw several graceful fairy girls standing under the green Luo by the Yao Pool. She was talking about a goose-yellow gauze dress with pink peach cheeks and green silk to her waist. She smiled and shouted Xuan Ji, but her eyes looked at Zhen Heng well.

Xuanji felt that her hair was about to explode. She straightened her back and almost jumped out of Zhen Heng's arms like an arrow leaving the string. She grabbed the fairy girl with a flower on her face, but was firmly hugged by Zhen Heng.

"What do you do?" Zhenong shouted in a low voice in her ear, "Don't make trouble. That's Princess Qingzhi in the West Sea."

Isn't she a dragon? There are tigers in the dragon mountain in the water. Who am I lower than?

Xuanji's nose spewed heavy breathing. He was really stunned, and then couldn't help laughing, "You are still strong and obedient. Can you go home and give you fish soup?"

"Eat dragon meat soup!" Xuanji said in a low voice.

Zhen Heng smiled more happily. At this time, Princess Qingzhi had already greeted her from afar. Some of the fairy girls behind her wanted to stop her, but they were not as fast as her, so they retreated to the distance, and their eyebrows were all disapproving.

Qingzhi didn't care and touched Xuanji's white and smooth fur with a smile. "Xianjun is really patient and raises Xuanji so well."

Xuanji wanted to struggle, but was silently pinched by Zhenqi at her waist to calm her down.

Oh, she suppressed the exclamation in her throat and looked back. Her face under the white hair had already turned red. She was a girl!

"The princess is overreputed." The etiquette is very thoughtful. Today, he is wearing a light blue robe, kicking his feet on cloud shoes, and wearing a jade crown on his hair. He looks handsome and looks more bookish than ordinary young immortals.

Qingzhi's face turned red and her voice was soft and greasy. "Xianjun, why should you be polite? What Qingzhi said is true."

Xuanji couldn't help rolling her eyes. This West Sea princess's style is not like a dragon, but like those unknown tree demons in the mountains who can't stand on the stage. She remembers that when she was a child, the morning glory demon spoke, laughed and flew like this in front of her father. As a result, she was flattened by her mother.

She is a dragon. I'm afraid she can't flatten her own little claw. Xuanji looked at his small paws and felt very sad.

"True Immortal," Princess Qingzhi was still crooked and standing with a slight smile. She answered ten words. Although her face was light, her heart had turned to 17 or 18 thoughts of getting out. When she was suffering, she heard a little fairy boy's crisp voice sounded, "Donghua Xianjun, please come and sit down.

Zhenhen only felt like hearing the sound, and it took a lot of effort to hold down his relaxed expression. After saying "disuowake" to Princess Qingzhi, he hugged Xuanji and followed the little fairy boy to Donghua Shangxian.

At the critical moment, you still have to rely on your own people! Xuanji was moved to tears. She has decided that she will never use Donghua to sharpen her claws again, uh-huh!

Donghua looked at Zhenxi from afar and came over with Xuanji in his arms, shook his head, and said to Zhenxi with a smile, "How's it going? Is it noisy?"

Zhenong just saluted and heard Donghua Shangxian asking this, but there was a big alarm in his heart. He only said that Donghua Shangxian wanted to come and ask Xuanji to go back. Unconsciously, he hugged Xuanji tightly and squeezed out a reluctant smile on his face. "Xianji is very clever. Shangxian doesn't need to worry about it."

Donghua can't hear the implication of his words, but he looks at Xuanji with some new eyes. It hasn't been many days, and she has made Zhenhen reluctant to part with her. She really has some skills of the Qingqiu fox clan.

Xuanji was also a little proud to see his expression. She was a famous talker when she was at home. Now she really just wants to be able to chat with him alone. How difficult will it be for her? Sure enough, in a few days, Zhenong not only liked her furry appearance, but also loved her profound mind.

She was proud, but when she saw Donghua shaking his head at her, she only felt that her heart was like a hammer. He was reminding himself that it was impossible for him to be true.

Xuanji's eyes are hot, and Zhenong likes her, and she doesn't like Zhenong, and Zhenying doesn't know that she can turn into a human shape. At least so far, she still likes her as a pet, but her love for Zhenhen is real.

Whether he is an immortal, a mortal, a goblin or a Shura, she likes him, just like her mother likes her father.

When Donghua saw her holding her tears and turning her head aside, he knew that her strange temper came up again. At this time, the star official came to ask Zhenhen to talk to him. He quickly stretched out his hand to him and said, "Give it to me. I haven't seen it for many days."

It's not only true, but also people around them feel a little surprised. Donghua Shangxian is the most noble immortal, and he is willing to take the initiative to hold a little tiger, which is really a once-in-a-a-lifetime strange thing. When they thought so, the way they looked at Xuanji was a little different. Zhen was also slightly stunned. Although he responded and respectfully handed Xuan Ji to Donghua, he was always a little reluctant.

Looking at Zhenong leaving step by step, Donghua whispered in Xuanji's ear, "While he doesn't know that you can turn into a human form, it's not too late to pull the horse from the cliff. If it's too late, I can't save you two!"

Xuanji's eyes turned red and didn't say anything. He buried his head and grabbed the half lotus embroidered in Donghua's front with his claws.

The corners of Donghua's eyes beat slightly, "This is the rosy brocade knitted by the weaver girl..."

Xuanji turned a deaf ear. After a long time, he asked Donghua in a low voice, "Donghua, have you ever been touched by a person?"

Donghua paused, still with a kind and arrogant smile on his face, but a frame flashed in his heart like a projection. Have he ever been moved? A long time ago, there was, right?

"If you have also been moved, you will understand me." Xuan Ji didn't look up at Donghua's reaction, nor did she know what he was thinking. She was just saying to herself, "To be moved by a person is the most beautiful thing in the world."

"At the same time, it is also the saddest thing in the world."