Feng proud of the world: the king is too black

Chapter 252 I prefer to drink plain boiled water

I have to say that Jinzheng Mountain is a very beautiful place. I didn't observe it carefully before, but now Ji Qin'er is in the mood to observe it carefully.

In the season of mountains and clear waters, the air is fresh, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, especially here is full of spiritual energy. Every plant and tree here seems to grow under the nourishment of spiritual energy. She likes every plant and tree here, and standing on the top of Jinzheng Mountain, Looking at the white mist floating on the continuous mountain peaks opposite, I feel like I am standing in a fairyland, as if she is a fairy.

If this place is not within the scope of Misty Mountain, she thinks she will live here. I don’t know the name of this palace. I only know that it is the residence of the ghost emperor. Now that the ghost emperor is gone, no one will live here again. Bar?
These days, An Erya didn't say where he was going. Could it be that he also planned to live here for a long time?
This is not surprising at all, even a monster needs a shelter from the wind and rain. This palace is just right for Anya to live in, but she thinks, as Anya, there should be a place to live.

She walked slowly along a small path, and she wanted to tell Anya that she was going to the Demon Race, not because she hated him, but because she didn't hate Anya, she hated Niu Ange, but she didn't hate him. Anya, it's obviously the same person.

After coming to the house, she heard the sound of running water, ding ding dong dong, like a beautiful piano piece. This beautiful sound came from the bamboo forest in front.

She continued to walk forward, and suddenly a beautiful sound of the piano covered the beautiful sound of running water. "Rustling" sound, mixed to listen to, do not have some fun.

It's just that the more she listens to Ji Qin'er's brows, the tighter her brows become. She hates this kind of piano sound very much now. Listening to this kind of piano sound, Nangong Molu playing the resurrection song and Nangong Yilu saving Qin Leqin suddenly appeared in her mind. At the scene, she felt a pain in her heart, quickened her pace, and walked towards the sound of the piano.

Damn Anya!

She gritted her teeth, she must destroy his qin, to see if he dares to play the qin in front of her in the future, damn it, when she heard the sound of the qin, she felt an inexplicable hatred in her heart!

Go straight along this path, pass through the bamboo forest, and bypass a hill. On the top of the hill, there is a hut made of bamboo. There is a small yard in front of the hut, and the yard is full of various flowers. Red, yellow, white, purple... There are all kinds of colors and shapes. In the flowers, there are many butterflies, bees, and dragonflies. They are flying in groups and gathering pollen.

And in the flowers, An Erya sat cross-legged, the guqin lay flat on his lap, and he sat there gracefully, dressed in black and silk, and stroking gracefully on the strings with his slender fingers.

From Ji Qin'er's point of view, he is neither a human nor a demon, but a fairy.

Suddenly, seeing him like this, Ji Qin'er was so angry that she wanted to destroy his qin just now, but now her heart has calmed down. She walked over slowly, fearing that the heavy steps would disturb him playing the qin.

She came behind him, looked at him silently, and listened quietly. It was strange that when she heard his piano sound from a distance, she felt terribly irritable, but when she approached him, her irritable mood suddenly calmed down.

Could it be that he cast some spell to confuse her?

At the end of the song, An Er Yasu flicked his finger, and the guqin disappeared instantly. Ji Qin'er was not surprised. Maybe he, like her, has space. When he is not playing, he throws the piano into the space, or Like her soul-gathering flute, it can be shrunk and hidden in any part of one's body.

Looking at him like this reminded her of the first time she met Nangong Yilu on Skull Mountain, at that time he was also playing the piano, and he was equally elegant and charming.Now, seeing Nangong Yilu's shadow from An Erya's body, she thought to herself, they can't be brothers, right?But the name is very different, and Nangong Yilu has blue eyes, but before he awakened, his eyes were also amber, and his hair was black.

He got up and turned around, looked at Ji Qin'er with a smile, "Qin'er, does my piano sound good?"

Ji Qin'er was still in her own thoughts, and An Erya asked her to pull her back. She smiled lightly, and suddenly said seriously: "I don't like hearing the sound of the piano very much!"

"Is it me playing the piano?"

"Anyone played it!"

"Could it be that this song is not good?" Anya looked at her and smiled.

"It's not about the tune, but about the sound of the piano." Saying that, Ji Qin'er turned around and walked towards the bamboo house.

An Erya looked at her figure, suddenly thought of something, frowned slightly, he understood, there was a shadow in her heart, damn it, this shadow was given to her by Nangong Yilu, did she think she would not listen to the piano in the future Yet?The sound of the piano can soothe a person's irritable mood. An Erya likes the piano very much, especially the music he plays. He loves listening to it beyond words.

Of course, he hoped that Ji Qin'er could sit beside him and enjoy and listen to the sound of his piano playing together.

He went back to the bamboo house, sat down in front of the tea table, and asked Ji Qin'er to sit down too.He would make tea and taste it with her.

The tea and tea leaves were prepared by him, so he knew that if she came out of the space jade and heard his piano sound, she would definitely come in this direction.

"You usually live here?" Ji Qin'er looked around. The bamboo house is not very spacious, and the furnishings in the house are very simple. There is a wooden bed, a table, and this tea table. The bedding on the bed is Made of tiger skin, white tiger skin, it looks beautiful and soft, and it must be very comfortable to touch.

"It's a temporary construction, do you like it?" An Erya smiled while making tea, and soon he made a pot of tea, the tea was full of fragrance, and just by smelling like this, one could tell it was very mellow tea.

Ji Qin'er looked at the cup he put in front of her. This cup was very special, as if it was made from the toes or palms of an animal. Smelling the fragrance of tea, she suddenly felt much more comfortable all over.

"Drink it. This is boiled from the spiritual spring water brought back from the mountain stream. The tea leaves are picked and dried by myself. They are very mellow." An Erya said softly, with a strand of ink hanging softly on her chest, giving her He added a bit of elegant beauty.

Ji Qin'er took a mouthful of it, it tasted good, it had a sweetness to moisten the throat, the fragrance lingered on the lips and teeth, it was really mellow.

"Tea is very fragrant, but I prefer to drink clear water, light boiled water." No matter how delicious the tea is, how about it?Tea leaves will always be brewed, but boiled water is different. No matter where you go, you can drink light boiled water.If love is like plain boiled water, if two people love each other, no matter where they go if they don’t love each other, no matter who they meet in the middle, or who gets involved, their relationship will never change, how wonderful it would be!
An Erya smiled elegantly and didn't say anything. Seeing that she had finished drinking, he poured her another glass. He looked into her eyes and said with a smile, "Are you looking for me for something?"

(End of this chapter)