Long Jiale

As soon as Shen Zhoucheng said that he didn't have to die, the little butterfly in the sugar water cup trembled with excitement. The big guy in front of him, who was more powerful than Dao Ling, was still a legendary dragon. It was judged that it would not die, then It means that this cute little butterfly of myself can be rescued again!

After hearing what Shen Zhoucheng said, Dao Ling felt relieved. He flicked the purple butterfly's wings with his fingers, shaking off some scale powder between his fingers, and he rubbed it to flick off the powder.

Little Butterfly moved her body resentfully, this bastard Daoist, fumbled with its wings again!

Dao Ling looked at Shen Zhoucheng: "Senior Long, how do we get rid of the centipede poison on Zi Die?"

Shen Zhoucheng nodded, telling them not to worry, "When tomorrow dawns, you will be able to meet the person who detoxified the Butterfly Essence...Huh? It should be a snake."

The tears of the little white snake not only have the effect of moistening the eyes, but also have the effect of removing dirt.The tears of the white snake happen to be the nemesis of the centipede's poison, and the centipede must have discovered this, otherwise he would not have chased all the way here for a fairy that has not yet transformed.

He came here not only to devour the little white snake, but also to eliminate the scourge that could fight him.

In addition to the tears of the little white snake, Shen Zhoucheng himself also has a way to help Zidie get rid of the centipede poison on her body, but Shen Zhoucheng's method will make Zidie suffer a lot.

Shen Zhoucheng's own dragon flames can burn everything in the world, naturally including the centipede poison of the centipede essence, no matter what kind of centipede poison or snake venom, once the dragon flame is burned, naturally there will be no residue left.

It's just that the centipede poison is attached to the wings of the purple butterfly. After Long Yan's calcination, even with Shen Zhoucheng's control, Long Yan will not hurt the purple butterfly itself. Burn the pain of the body, and experience the feeling of being a roasted butterfly.

Since the matter can be solved by taking a bath in the tears of the little white snake, why bother to suffer such pain.

The butterfly spirit in front of me, listening to its tone of voice, knew that it was also a harmless and silly little white fairy. Because of his own little fox, Shen Zhoucheng was quite friendly to these innocent and ignorant little fairies. .

So, after Shen Zhoucheng told Zidie and Dao Ling how the little white snake's tears can detoxify, he didn't mention his own dragon flame burning method.

Shen Zhoucheng wanted to sigh in his heart when he thought of his special Long Yan for burning garbage. It was such an awesome fire, but it could only be used to burn garbage with a butcher's knife.

"Daoling Daoling, that's great, I don't need to turn into a butterfly specimen!" The little butterfly lying in the cup of sugar water cheered happily. There is nothing more joyful than escaping death.

Although Zidie itself is heartless, it is still afraid of death.

Moreover, it would be a nightmare for a beautiful butterfly to die from centipede poison and turn into a black and ugly butterfly corpse.

Dao Ling looked at the foolishly happy stupid butterfly, with a rare smile on the corner of his mouth.

After Shen Zhoucheng let them rest in Wangzhulou for a night, he also prepared to go home.

Holding the little white dumpling in his arms, he finally released the half-dragon form. Shen Zhoucheng let out a long sigh of relief, looked at the moonlight in the sky, and thought that being restrained also has the benefits of being restrained, so he had to He admits that he in dragon form is more impulsive, free and easy, or more self-willed than he is in human form.

To express it in a vivid sentence - that state seems to be under the halo of Jiangzhi.

At least in the human form, Shen Zhoucheng would definitely not be able to bully the little fox in the afternoon, and then fry people back and forth at night, and even play with the sky and the ground. This is... too outrageous.

Apart from this irrational thing, there was also the impulsive fighting with Dao Ling for several hours, and he was still like a militant, staring at the other party and casting spells chaotically as if he didn't want money.

Shen Zhoucheng rubbed his eyebrows, thinking: Maybe I will be more tolerant and understand Xiao Li Qingqi's brain circuit in the future.

After all, he himself couldn't resist the instinct that seemed to be under the halo of Jiangzhi.

Although in that dragon state, his force value is equally astonishingly high.

Wait... Shen Zhoucheng, who became a human body and regained some sanity, seems to have finally remembered some things that he had ignored. What did he forget?The unpleasant feeling in Shen Zhoucheng's heart increased, and the weight of the little white dumpling in his arms suddenly became heavy, as if to remind him of something...

Shen Zhoucheng took out his mobile phone to check the time, the date on it showed that today is no longer yesterday's Qixi Festival.

That is to say-

"I make a wish that I won't eat two chickens tonight."

A prophecy.

The little fox's wish for his koi fox lantern has come true.

Shen Zhoucheng: "..."

He looked down at the little white dumpling in his arms. The little vixen was still unconsciously intoxicated in his dreamland, showing no signs of waking up. Shen Zhoucheng pinched its little paw and picked up the other's tail , gently sweeping its little nose.

Xiaobai Tuanzi, who was sleeping, hummed twice in extreme dissatisfaction, nestled in Shen Zhoucheng's arms, and continued to sleep contentedly.

Maybe in the dream, the other party is enjoying the "five chickens" happily.

It should have been thought a long time ago that this little fool can't just set the flag casually.

This is great...

Shen Zhoucheng sighed, and thought again, impulse is the devil, impulse is the devil, impulse is the devil! ! !How could he be so dizzy and fight with Dao Ling for so long?Fighting will really come to the top, too top!

The state of dragon transformation is indeed the state of reduced intelligence.

He never thought that he would become an incompetent boyfriend because of fighting.

The gifts for the Qixi Festival were not sent out on the day of the Qixi Festival.

Make a good apology to your little vixen tomorrow.

Early the next morning, the Qingbi Mountain, which was full of lights yesterday, returned to the natural tranquility of the past, as if yesterday's lights had never appeared. Cleaned up and down.

There is no debris from fireworks or any other pollution. The air on the mountain in the morning is natural and fresh.

The people who camped on the mountain last night opened their tents to look outside, and almost couldn't recognize where they were.

The mountains and birds are singing, and the lake is as calm and clear as a mirror. There is a faint layer of white mist on the lake. From a distance, the mountains are continuous, green and green, and above the emerald green, there is a round of beautiful stratus clouds.

A golden light begins to appear in the east.

Taking a deep breath, I heard many people sighing in my ears:

"When I first woke up, I almost couldn't recognize the place. This is incredible. There were so many things at the Lantern Festival yesterday? They were all cleaned up overnight?"

"It seems to come to the pollution-free nature, and the air in the morning is too fresh."

"The cleaning efficiency of their village is really high."

"It should be cleaned overnight, and I don't know how many people have been sent to clean it. The owner of this mountain is very caring. No wonder he can make such a beautiful lantern show. If there is such an event next year, I will still do it." Come!"

"I slept so hard last night, didn't you feel any movement?"

……

Liu Xiangxiang and his group also got up very early, put on their makeup, and some of them went to collect scenery and take pictures. The beautiful girls saw Qingbi Mountain in the early morning for the first time, and they all exclaimed, " It's so beautiful."

"The air in the morning is so comfortable, I wish I could just settle down in this place!"

"No wonder you are so beautiful, Ruomin, and you still choose to stay here. If you want me, I don't want to go back to the city."

……

Some of them booked train tickets in the morning and had to rush to the county seat by car. It was a pity that they could not participate in their photo-gathering: "No way, I have bought tickets in advance. After breakfast, I have to take the bus to the county seat train station. "

"You guys have fun."

"Chen Yingyue, you, you, you... why don't you pack up your things? We have to leave after breakfast."

"You also bought the 10:30 high-speed rail ticket, so hurry up, or you won't be able to catch up!"

Chen Yingyue shook her hand at the person who urged her, "You go, you go, I have already refunded the ticket, this place is very beautiful, I plan to stay a few more days."

Chen Yingyue is a rich second-generation girl. She works part-time in her own company. She decides when to take vacation and how many days to take. She is very free on weekdays.

Therefore, she said she would refund the ticket, and said she wanted to stay in Qingquan Village to play, so she didn't have the slightest burden to stay.

"Ah, I envy you, I also want to refund the ticket, but I have to rush back to work overtime!"

"I can't help it. I have to leave. Before I leave, I have to pick some peaches."

Dao Ling and Zi Die also woke up early, came to Xue Zhenqing's room, and begged for the fresh tears of the little white snake to detoxify. Shen Zhoucheng told them yesterday that to get rid of the centipede poison, the little white snake must stay on the spot of fresh tears.

After Xue Zhenqing heard their intentions, he woke up the little white snake to help. After all, it was a matter of life and death for him, and he couldn't wait. Since he could help, he should detoxify him as soon as possible.

The little white snake popped a small head out of the teacup, and nodded obediently.

"Wait a minute, why don't we have breakfast first, and wait for the little white snake to cry while eating? The little white snake usually cries, and it can only cry when it is full."

Xue Zhenqing went downstairs to steal a few cages of steamed buns and brought up some dumplings and eggs.

The Wangzhu Building is very lively today, there are a lot of people who come to eat breakfast, all of them come to admire the craftsmanship of sparrow sparrows Jixiang, and some eat breakfast while encouraging Jixiang to perform a "bird training" on the spot for them.

"Master Jixiang, let the birds build a bridge."

"My phone's pixels are not very good, and I didn't take a clear picture last night!"

"Yeah, yeah, we still want to see Magpie Bridge..."

……

Xue Zhenqing shook his head, took some breakfast and ran upstairs. Dao Ling's eyes lit up suddenly when he saw the baskets of steamed buns he brought up.

Xue Zhenqing thought: This should be enough, right?

Dao Ling thought to himself: It seems that something is not enough.