On the Eve of Lili, She Turned Into a Mushroom

Xie Wuwang just said that he hadn't heard the sentence "Insufficient success, more than failure".

He fetched the water in silence and fed it to her carefully.

Ning Qingqing tried to drink some water, but found that they soon seeped out of her body and flowed onto the bed under her.

Sure enough, eating like this is not acceptable. Mushrooms should look like mushrooms.

She rolled her eyes, took the cup from his hand, put it behind her, and quietly drew out the hyphae and sucked the water in the cup. She sent the water to the burned area, and soon the hot burning pain disappeared.

She instinctively knows how to repair defects.

"How do you know that you can't get into the fire?" He lowered his long eyes slightly, his eyes dull and unclear.

Ning Qingqing wanted to roll her eyes.

The lower creatures really don't have the slightest common sense.

One flower! Dry! mushroom! Can you touch the fire? Can?

Her expression of quiet contempt was closed in his eyes.

As a very polite mushroom, she didn't laugh at him, but explained to him seriously: "As long as it is dry, it is easy to catch fire, understand?"

Xie Wuwang: "...understand."

He put his hand on the edge of the bed, and his slender fingers tapped the edge of the bed lightly.

He didn't seem to be looking at her, but the spirit of mind never left her body for a moment.

He watched her secretly **** the water in the cup with spiritual power to treat the burn. He couldn't be more familiar with this method. When she took care of the Lingbao for him, she manipulated the five elements' spiritual power with such incomparable precision to check and make up for the deficiencies.

He is familiar with every tiny movement and expression of her.

He can be sure that the one in front of him is his wife, not a monster.

It's just... she doesn't seem to remember him anymore.

Is it so sad that you temporarily forget some unpleasant things?

Seeing him not moving for a long time, she couldn't help but hesitate to ask: "Can I go home?"

I don't know why, when she heard the word ‘home’ softly uttered in her mouth, his heart was strangely suspended.

He thought of her begging again and again, wanting to return to Qingcheng Mountain.

"Where to go back?" The already low voice was slightly muted.

She raised her finger under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

With a slight movement of his fingers, he sighed with a light smile: "Go."

He watched her move under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree and buried himself back in the pit. He was completely absent from her eyes.

He looked at her quietly, his eyes flickered, and his Adam's apple slowly rolled round and round.

He seemed to think a lot, and he didn't seem to think about anything.

Did he make her like this? Naturally not, he has treated her like a day for three hundred years, and there is nothing that can't help her. When the devilish poison on her body is cured, if she still can't think about it, then... forget it.

He will arrange the way for her in the future, and will never let her suffer any harm, but she will never have any intersection with herself. Originally, there shouldn't be any intersection between him and her. It's over now.

Today this incident is a bright warning.

He lowered his eyelashes to hide his darkening eyes.

Ning Qingqing did not pay attention to Xie Wuwang.

She didn't know when he left the courtyard.

Not long after planting, she found some good things in the soil not far from her. The color of warm red, like jade and cloud, the hyphae penetrated in, and a feeling of warm satiety was immediately transmitted back to the body.

It is a very, very precious nourishment!

She feasted, and quickly ate up this group of rare things. The nutrient is very abundant, and the mycelium has surged from about one foot to more than one foot.

She began to treat her wilted body with excess nutrients.

The skin is slightly fuller, but the black magic lines have not disappeared, and they are still entrenched there. She wasn't in a hurry, anyway, it was useless to be anxious, just treating herself as a mushroom, it didn't affect her mood.

Speaking of which, since the beautiful but useless man appeared, she had never heard the self-proclaimed demons speak again.

On this day, there were thin, vapor-rich clouds in the sky, and the sun's rays passed through the gauze-like clouds, lazily spilt down, and then through the layers of laurel leaves, scattered scattered on the moist black soil layer.

It looks very comfortable.

Ning Qingqing couldn't help but want to bask in the sun. Healthy mushrooms can be seen occasionally.

She burrowed her body out of the soil and lay under the shadow of the tree. She only gently put her right index finger into the soil, allowing the mycelium to continue feeding.

When Xie Wuwang stepped into the courtyard, he saw the sight of a beautiful woman sleeping in spring.

She was lying sideways under the tree, with some sunlight and cinnamon petals falling on her body, and some black mud, like a flower fairy growing out of the soil.

She is still very thin, and her slender body is even more unbearable, lying there like this, with endless amorous feelings and pity.

I took a closer look and found that the magic lines on her body hadn't faded, intertwined with her pale skin, and she felt shocking.

He slowly squatted down in front of her, his eyes flickering, condescendingly staring at her sleeping face.

Today, the Seventh Ancestor of Kunlun and Ji Huaizhou, their head, came to the holy mountain to plead guilty. Ji Huaizhou mentioned Ning Qingqing, saying that he wanted to make a payment to Mrs. Daoist.

If it was in the past, Xie Wuwang would definitely have pushed her for her, but today he didn't know why, he only hesitated for a moment, and then decided to fulfill his wish to carry Ning Qingqing to the evening banquet.

He didn't even stay in the Qianyuan Hall to continue to talk with the people in Kunlun, but let the Futuzi, Baiyunzi and others entertain him, and he waved his hand back to Yuliyuan.

Seeing her sleeping soundly, he couldn't help slowing his breathing, even his eyes softened.

She slept carefree, as if she had nothing to worry about.

"Ning Qingqing," he whispered in a low voice, "If you forget the past, it would be an opportunity. You and I have no grievances or hatreds, so we can get together..."

Suddenly she opened her eyes suddenly, took a long breath, and hurriedly rushed from the ground.

He unconsciously opened his arms and picked her up full.

When Wenxiang Nephrite entered his arms, he couldn't help turning a corner when he said: "...have been here."

He slowly lowered his head to look at her, a little limp, clinging to his body, unbelievably warm.

Ning Qingqing's pupils shook sharply, and his soul was flying out of the sky, without paying attention to what he was holding.

Just now, her hyphae encountered an earthworm!

Just a little bit, just a little bit, she will absorb it very, very smoothly.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly enough to pull away the hyphae in a timely manner, but the hyphae had already recorded the earthworm's...feel very faithfully.

Saying that the hand feels lighter, the mycelium is almost complete with all five senses. What's worse is that the soft feeling has been carved into the bone marrow, deeply recorded in her spiritual consciousness, even in the fluctuation of the hyphae.

Ning Qingqing didn’t know why she was afraid of earthworms as a mushroom. At that moment, she really scared her soul away. She could almost see her soul swiping and spreading above her head. An umbrella hat that rolls up.

Her fingers and toes were twitching and trembling, and her hands were scratching unconsciously, and once they scratched Xie Wuwang's sturdy back.

"Hi..." He barely stretched.

This scene is too easy to wake up some wonderful memories.

He closed his eyes, chilled his face, pulled her away from his body, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and asked in a cool voice, "Remember?"

Ning Qingqing nodded blankly and shook his head again.

She looked at his handsome face close at hand, but she seemed to pass through him, looking elsewhere.

He glanced at her coldly for a while, then raised his eyebrows calmly.

The phrase "good gathering, good dispersal" scared her into this?

He smiled low and said, "Go to the Lingchi to wash, change clothes, and go to the banquet."

Seeing that she was still ignorant, he simply picked her up and sent her into the pool.

The moment she fell into the water, Ning Qingqing was slightly startled, and immediately, she found that the feeling of soaking in the pool was very familiar and very comfortable.

She is a mushroom that is easy to meet, and she soon soaks herself up and down.

Even the shadows caused by the earthworms have forgotten all the time.

It is a pity that Xie Wuwang quickly fished her out of the Lingchi.

He put a heavy dress on her, hid the magic patterns, and supported her shoulders to climb the Baiyu Mountain Road, and stepped into the Qianyuan Palace.

Standing in the dark hall, looking up, the roof of the hall was as far away as a dark deep space. There are more than ten huge black stone pillars on the left and right, carved with huge patterns of primitive vicissitudes of life.

The hall was full of bright lights, but the black stones seemed to absorb light, and the light and darkness were very distinct. In those invisible shadows, there seemed to be huge mouths of soul-eaters waiting for opportunities.

Where there are lights, people are sitting.

The thick and luxurious desks were each filled with exquisite food and fine wine, but no one moved those things at the moment. Instead, they got up together, bowed their heads, and said respectfully: "I have seen Dao Jun, I have seen Dao. Mrs. Jun."

Suddenly seeing the densely packed human beings, Ning Qingqing was a little bit empty.

"It's okay, no one cares about it." He turned a small half of his handsome face slightly, and said in a voice that only she could hear.

Ning Qingqing nodded.

Although she didn't know why he brought her here, she was frightened by the earthworm, and she was willing to walk around a bit so as to forget the shadow.

He sat up and let her sit beside him.

A group of people hummed and buzzed about things she didn't understand. She took advantage of the situation, and quietly touched her fingertips on the delicacies, and secretly ate some of them.

After a while, the atmosphere became even warmer. Many people left their positions. Xie Wuwang also smiled casually, and went drinking with a few old men with white beards.

Ning Qingqing found out that a woman wearing a light blue gauze was staring at herself.

After Xie Wuwang left, the blue-clothed woman quickly twisted her waist and leaned forward.

"The concubine body hasn't seen the madam for a long time, but Daojun can see it every day." Her voice was soft and pinched out of the water. "The concubine has said before, never dare to think of anything wrong, as long as you can With Daojun, you will be satisfied, and now you are finally getting what you want. Madam, you should also be more generous. The pure yin body of the concubine body is the most suitable for Daojun. Double cultivation of yin and yang is of great benefit to Daojun. You must be sincere. For the sake of Daojun, you shouldn't stop it!"

Futuzi hurried over and drew a low voice, "Yun Shuimiao!"

Ning Qingqing blinked.

Seeing that many people had been attracted by the thread, she was a little puzzled. She raised her hand to point at Xie Wuwang and asked Yun Shuimiao, "Do you want to breed with him?"

Everyone choked fiercely. Before they recovered, they listened to Ning Qingqing and said calmly—

"But he can't do it!"