I just want to touch, what bad thoughts can I have?

Chapter 42 In the world of three people, there are always people who are heartbroken

"In short, it is such a story."

Tang Ruoshui's bitter smile came to mind, with his hands on the rocks behind him, Fang Qingran, who was soaking in the open-air hot spring, slowly closed his eyes and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

He didn't quite understand what the other party wanted to express to him.

But he could tell a little bit—is that friend you mentioned, is it yourself?
The content of the story is very simple, that is, Tang Ruoshui, no, his friend, who didn't teach martial arts back then, took advantage of the demon's danger, and forcibly used some means to contract a seriously injured imaginary flower demon.

And this flower demon, in order to protect him from being hurt, did not dodge, and took the opponent's powerful blow abruptly.

Due to the existence of the contract, the seriously injured and dying flower demon relied on his friend's spiritual fire to nourish him and survived.

The flower demon not only lost his strength, but even his spiritual intelligence was reduced to a very basic level. After his friend's spiritual fire was drained, he was never able to rekindle it, and became a completely ordinary person.

His friend blamed himself for his behavior at that time, and wanted to get close to the flower demon, but for some reason, the flower demon always refused to get close to him, which made his friend very distressed.

One person and one monster have been awkward for several years, until today.

"Then the question is, is the flower demon male, female, or genderless?"

Fang Qingran intuitively felt that this question was quite important.

Suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, he suddenly stood up from the hot spring.

A known:

Tang Ruoshui is equal to that friend;
He wants to lick the flower demon;

He had expressed to himself that he wanted to ask help to solve a certain problem, and if he solved it, he would get a bathrobe.

Three points in one, what is the conclusion?
Help Tang Ruoshui to lick the flower demon's favor and get the bathrobe.

"Based on the level of reading countless movies in my previous life, it shouldn't be a problem to teach him how to be friends with a flower demon who is as intelligent as a child.

Must win! "

Fang Qingran was full of self-confidence, he was full of energy...and softened back into the hot spring.

It is said that the hot spring he is soaking in now has the effect of slightly improving the efficiency of spiritual fire cultivation.

At present, I have confirmed that this is indeed the case, and the rumors are true.

And let him take another soak and enjoy the hard-won one-person reservation.

To be honest, it was hard for him to imagine what kind of grand occasion it would be when the Hot Spring Villa was open to the public on weekdays.

Leaning on the warm stone filled with heat, Fang Qingran closed his eyes and fell asleep, cultivating his health and rest.

When he opened his eyes again, the sky was full of red clouds, like a burning flame.

"Someone deleted my time?"

Fang Qingran, who put on her bathrobe, felt vigilant.

After carefully sensing the rise of the spiritual fire, he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Although I didn't seem to do anything all afternoon, I just lay down and improved, but I was so tired after lying down, I still worked hard on myself.

After having a meal of animal meat for free for dinner, Fang Qingran once again felt the familiar sense of peeping when she returned to the single-family villa where she was staying.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, there was a slight, dull sound from the door.

Sounds like footsteps, but it sounds too low, not to mention adults, even children.

There was a light rain falling outside the window, hitting the transparent glass and crackling.

The doorknob of the villa made a soft click, once, twice.

Fang Qingran picked up the silver branch and stepped forward, intending to find out.

It's not that he was born with a rough nerve and a big heart, but that he has self-confidence, and with his own strength, he can fear nothing.

Regardless of whether he came from a human or a ghost, how many waves of sword energy can he withstand?

Putting his hand on the doorknob and pressing it down, he took a step back and opened the door.

Bean-sized raindrops hit the steps in front of the door, making a 'pop' sound, splashing in all directions, and blending into the boundless night.

Due to the private room, the villa tonight is not too quiet compared to the past.

As a result, any sound will be infinitely amplified in the ears.

Little bit of rain.

Suddenly, Fang Qingran lowered his head.

A root tendril wound up along the leg of his trousers, reached the position of the knee, and tugged lightly.

He looked for the direction of the roots, looked up, a few steps away from the small white jade pillar on the left side of the outer steps, a small half protruded, blinking, looking up at his little head.

The roots protrude from the bottom of the petal skirt under it.

The cute little flower demon was sticking to the outside of the white jade pillar, with an expression showing that she was eager to get close to Fang Qingran, but dared not.

Seeing that the young man in front of him showed no resistance to his roots, the little flower demon tentatively stretched out a second root, wrapped around Fang Qingran's body, and brought it in front of her eyes.

The little head stretched forward and sniffed carefully.

"Chirp! Chirp, chirp, chirp!"

Even if you can't understand the cry it makes, you can easily hear the meaning of joy and excitement from it.

"It says you smell good.

Like a tree god, it is reassuring. "

In the night, Tang Ruoshui came with an umbrella, stood a few meters away from the villa, and stopped moving forward.

The little flower demon turned her head abruptly, and found that Tang Ruoshui was so close to her. She quickly got behind Fang Qingran's feet from outside the white jade pillar, and poked her head out vigilantly:

"Ha!"

"Excuse me, can you tell me what a tree god is and what kind of existence it is?"

Tang Ruoshui asked politely.

The little flower demon was so close to the person he met for the first time, and even hid behind him when he saw him coming, which really made him feel a little sour.

Why is the movement so skillful!
It's like doing it a thousand times!
"Tree God?"

Glancing at the little flower demon suspiciously, Fang Qingran was about to explain when a shrill cry of pain echoed in the distant night sky.

"It sounds like it's coming from over there!"

Tang Ruoshui pointed in a direction, his tone a little anxious.

"It sounds like Mr. Zhou Dongming's voice...

What happened to him? "

As he said that, he bent down and spoke very fast to the little flower demon:
"Huahua, I'm going to take care of something, you just stay here, don't run around, okay?"

The little flower demon turned her head, not knowing whether to agree or not.

"Master Tang Shaozhuang, your spiritual fire has not yet recovered, you might as well be with it..."

Before Fang Qingran finished speaking, Tang Ruoshui interrupted:

"Mr. Fang, thank you for your concern.

However, although my extraordinary power cannot be used, it is not without means, and I will definitely not hold you back.

Over the past few years, I have definitely not been standing still. "

His words were full of firmness, Fang Qingran could tell that no matter how much he said, he would not be able to shake the decision of the young master of the Tang family.

He nodded, no longer speaking, his figure rushed out, turned into a silver light, and burst into the rain.

The bangs on his forehead were blown away by a sudden burst of speed, and Tang Ruoshui's eyes suddenly widened. He looked at the boy's direction in horror, and his beautiful face couldn't hide his shock:

"Mr. Fang Qingran should still be an ordinary person, how can his explosive speed be faster than me after I achieved extraordinary achievements back then?!"

(End of this chapter)