Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

She is a demon, learning the magic of fart.

It is better to plant peach trees and wait for the peach to eat.

Bai Zhen was soft and hard, playing coquettish and playing cute, and finally made Qingli nodded and agreed.

So a certain fox happily carried a small burden and returned to Canglan Peak with Qingli.

**

The spring breeze is steep, and it is warm and cold at first.

The wind chimes in front of the window made a series of crisp sounds.

In a room with a simple layout, the boy holding the pen paused and looked up at the window.

With such a move, his entire face was revealed in the sunlight.

Her skin that was as crystal clear as jade made her already stunning appearance even more astonishing. Under the long and curled eyelashes like butterfly wings, a pair of red eyes scattered with dim light, clear and quiet, and with a third of coldness and isolation.

He got up, the sun stretched the figure, looking a little weak, and the black clothes swayed gently in the wind, making the shadow a little bit of exile.

He stretched out his hand and touched the wind chimes with his clear fingertips.

The crimson thin lips slowly curved into a beautiful arc, and the corners of the eyes rose slightly, making the red eyes more and more coquettish.

He opened his lips, as if whispering to himself, and seemed to be talking to someone, "It's time to find her... tsk, trouble."

**

Qingli Shangxian has two disciples, one is Zong Gan and the other is Zong Kun.

On the first day Bai Zhen came to Canglan Peak, Qingli introduced them to her, and instructed the two disciples to take good care of Bai Zhen's daily life.

Zong Gan and Zong Kun responded respectfully, but Bai Zhen still noticed the moment when they were bowing their heads, and the disdain flashed in his eyes.

Bai Zhen just raised her eyebrows coldly, and didn't care what she should do.

After arriving at Canglan Peak, Bai Zhen's small life was so refreshing that it was not as restrained as in the Heavenly Palace.

From time to time, she went down the mountain, circled the world twice, ate delicious food, and then looked for Jiuyuan by the way.

"System, after so long, there are no traces of fragments, and I don't think this task is necessary."

System: [Host, this is the Immortal Cultivation Plane, so years and decades are very short-lived, you have to be prepared to endure it. 】

Bai Zhen:  …

Since the system said so, Bai Zhen really started to make a long-term plan seriously.

Days go by.

Bai Zhen found that Qingli's visits to the Heavenly Palace seemed to be getting less and less frequent.

He spent most of the time in her yard and taught her the magic of immortality himself.

Bai Zhen originally had no intention of learning, but every time she faced Qingli's warm invitation and his smile that was even more gentle than Mantian Yuehua, she still bit her head and learned some fur.

As a nameless little fairy, she can barely fly with her sword.

Qingli also taught her a fairy method of self-defense.

When Bai Zhen used it for the first time, there was a little light on her fingertips, and then the pink petals rustled all over the sky.

It was dusk at that time, and the rays of the sun dyed half of the sky red and cast down from the clouds, coating everything with a layer of orange-gold light.

Such a scene is as beautiful as a dream, but also shocking.

Bai Zhen stretched out her hand and circled in the rain of flowers.

The pure white robe spread out into the shape of an umbrella with her movements, she smiled happily, and when she turned back, she saw Qingli looking at her with a smile.

Those eyes were as warm as the morning sun in early spring, and in the shallow smile, there was affection spread, but when it reached the corner of the mouth, it turned into a trace of melancholy and disappeared with the wind.

Bai Zhen stopped and looked back.

The immortal in white clothes stands under the tree, and the graceful appearance is unparalleled.

He seemed to be looking at her.

The ethereal eyes seemed to pass through her, thinking of someone.