cute fairy fox

Chapter 45 Master is still the best!

Qiran looked at this celadon bottle in shock, it was simply unbelievable that such a small pill could be so amazing!

This is simply a hang up!
But after seeing the effects of Fuhuandan, Qiran quickly calmed down and started to make small plans.

If it turns into the appearance of the woman Master likes, wouldn't it mean that if he hooks his fingers, Master will fall into her clutches.

Laughing maniacally.

Looking at the treachery on Qi Ran's face, he knew that there was no good idea, Huan Jiu hurriedly said, "This elixir was originally intended for those immortal friends who went out to perform missions, and you can't use it casually in your hands, understand Is it?"

Qiran put away her smile and nodded quickly: "Understood!"

"What about this bottle?" Qi Ran looked at the white jade bottle, which seemed to be the same as the packaging for the elixir she ate just now.

"It's the Fu Huan Dan you just took! It can eliminate all diseases and heal wounds."

Qi Ran nodded, and took good care of the two medicine bottles, for fear that Huan Jiu would snatch them back again.

Huan Jiu glanced outside, it seemed that the time was almost up, so he said to Qing Yi: "Your Highness, we should go."

Qing Yi got up and walked to I Qiran's side, the tall figure covered a shadow for Qiran, lowered his head, looked at Qiran who had just reached his chest, a little worried: "Ranran, you can't just run around, you know ?"

"Don't run around, I'll be good!" Qi Ran nodded obediently.

But Qing Yi is too aware of Qiran's temperament, what she hates most is boredom.

"If you feel bored, there is a pot of pear flower brewed in Qingjiuju, which tastes good. Take it for a taste. If it tastes good, if you can't finish it, take it back to the Fox Cave."

Huan wine: ...

Do you think this is your home?

However, Huanjiu understood what Qing Yi was worried about, so he opened his mouth to comfort him: "Your Highness, the little fox is very safe here."

However, no one paid attention to him.

Huanjiu pursed his lips, looked pitifully at the figures of the two, turned around lonely, picked up the flagon at his waist, and swung his head back.

Qing Yi rubbed the top of Qiran's head, "I'll be back soon as a teacher."

"Okay!" Qi Ran raised her head, her eyes sparkling brightly, and she replied cheerfully.

Let's go, let's go!
Only after she leaves can she taste these fine wines!
"Your Highness, we should really go." Huan Jiu urged cautiously with a swollen face.

"Let's go." Qing Yi said to Qi Ran in a deep voice, then turned and walked towards the door.

However, before he could walk out the door, he was grabbed by Huan Jiu. Qing Yi glanced at his hands on his white shirt in displeasure, and then his eagle eyes fell on Huan Jiu's funny face: "Aren't you leaving?"

"Your Highness, do you really want Xiaoxian to go to the Peach Banquet with you like this?" Huan Jiu pointed helplessly at his face that was swollen into a pig's head.

Will be laughed at, okay?

Although he is not as handsome and unrestrained as His Highness, but after all, he came from an ordinary person, and he still cares about his appearance very much!

With a wave of Qing Yi's hand, Huanjiu instantly changed into that literary scholar again.

Huanjiu took out the mirror, looked at his face that had recovered from the original state, and was overjoyed: "Thank you, Your Highness."

Looking at the backs of the two people, Qiran couldn't help but say in disgust: "It turns out that he is really a god who can only drink!" Then he turned into a face of admiration and looked at Qing Yi's tall figure: "It's still Master! the best!"

After leaving the sake house, the two walked silently on the path, one in front and one behind.

Waves of busy immortals around were rushing to Changyang Hall with wine and flat peaches.

Qing Yi kept his eyes fixed, majestic and dignified, and the celestial beings beside him couldn't help blushing and beating heartbeats.

　【small theater】

　　Huanjiu: The author is big, the author's mother, Master Long, I, Huanjiu Yushulinfeng, am I just a god who can drink?
　　Author: Well!Yes!

　　Huanjiu: Then how did I survive these tens of thousands of years?

　　Author: Drunken, dreamy, and... hold Master Qing Yi's thigh tightly!

　　Huan Jiu: Suddenly I feel so useless~
　　Author: You are very useful, don't worry, you have a great role to play, but as Master Qingyi's good brother and Qiran Baobao's best friend, what should you do now?
　　Huanjiu is helpless: Girls, the author, a philandering radish and scum, has come to force us to beg for tickets again. For the sake of our poor acting, let's count the tickets~ the more the better, smash her to death!

　　Author: My uncle has rough skin and thick flesh, so he is not afraid of being smashed, come on, girls!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)