Regardless of the thoughts below, Sikong Huang was also full of thoughts. What is Xiaoxiao doing?

As his eyes turned, Sikong Xiao was making various grimaces at Sikong Huang. He pulled off his eyelids and pulled down his eyebrows. From time to time, he twitched the corners of his mouth. Looking at Sikong Xiao's appearance, the doubts in Sikong Huang's eyes became even more serious.

Just after Sikong Xiao threw up his tongue for the tenth time and rolled his eyes for the eighth time, she finally gave up...

She collapsed on the table with exhaustion. Sikong Xiao reached out to rub his sore cheeks. Why did Sister Huang smile so hard?!

She was so arrogant that she made her laugh. Why was she so unpretentious? Thinking of this, Sikong Xiao couldn't help but look up at the people in the air with resentment. Her eyes were a little aggrieved because she was sleepy and wet.

Feeling Sikong Xiao's accusing eyes, although Sikong Huang couldn't touch his head, he couldn't help but chuckled when he looked at someone's little face that was beyond his desire.

"Wow…"

It’s a pity that Sikong Huang finally smiled!

This smile is like a pond of spring water that turns thousands of miles of ice lake into a pond of spring water, and a thousand flowers blooming from snowy ridges. This smile is so beautiful that it is not as beautiful as the world, it is so beautiful that it intoxicates everyone's eyes and the hearts of everyone.

There was a painting plan in the crowd, and a scholar wearing a square scarf was hanging his head and whispering. It was Qiu Feiye who portrayed Sikong Huang to the bone with just a few strokes at the beginning, and the black ink and white paper.

At this moment, his eyes shone, and the white paper that had been laid on the painting table for a night was finally stained with ink.

It was this smile that was to freeze it into the smile that he had written. He had never waited for this smile for his whole life!

The crowd calmed down for a moment, and they did not come to their senses until the man and the phoenix disappeared into the moonlight, but there was only a cold moon hanging high in the vast sky.

This night... is destined to be imprinted in everyone's hearts. Sikong Huang's smile may have devoted all the hearts of the world.

*

"Ah Xiao, where are you going?"

Wangu shouted loudly, a hand that had just reached out was hanging in front of him, and the light blue light of lightning in the sky was getting farther and farther away.

*

"Sikong Xiao, are you going to find your sister?"

An evil spirit came from the sea of ​​consciousness. Sikong, who flew in the air at a rapid speed, nodded with a little worried expression, "Si Huang did not fly in the direction I asked."

"Emperor Feng came here this time and seemed to be suspicious of exploring the details of the four countries. In your opinion, is he willing to compete with the four countries for the best?"

Hearing the evil spirit's words, Sikong Xiao tightened his heart. This was something she had never wanted to think about...

After a while of silence, Sikong Xiao finally spoke, "If it were him, there would be."

"What are you going to do?"

Sikong laughed and pulled the corners of his mouth, chuckled, "Just play, he understands, I understand, and so on."

The evil spirit in the sea of ​​consciousness smiled apologetically and said softly: "That's why I'm so troubled."

*

Sikong smiled and controlled the thunder escape, saying that it was a thousand miles apart in a flash, but even so, the faint fragrance of the clear lotus in the sky was still far away.

"The demon world is not far away." The evil spirit said.

Looking at the high and bulging mountains in front of her, a dark cold light flashed through Sikong Xiao's eyes. After passing this mountain range, there was the territory of the demon world. She had never noticed before that there was only a short mountain range between the human world and the demon world.

"Huh...huh...Ah snee!"

The howling north wind blew past his ears, and Sikong Xiao shook his body and immediately sneeze. He unconsciously lowered his head and looked at the thin gauze on his body, muttering in his heart, is summer going to pass so soon?

Flying on the highest mountain among the mountains, Sikong Xiao saw Sikong Huang leaning under the tree on the top of the mountain. She sat on the ground, her snow-white dress spread all over the ground, and her long black hair was messy by the wind. It was really unspeakable beauty surrounded by the moonlight.

What is Sister Huang doing?

Sikong Xiao blinked in confusion, lifted up his skirt and walked quietly with his feet. She only breathed a sigh of relief when she was approaching. Sister Huang seemed to be sleeping...

Suddenly another strong wind came, and Sikong Xiao, who was standing against the leeward, staggered forward several steps by the strong wind, and then couldn't help but sneeze several times.

Sister Huang is really good at choosing places. At most, she can only sleep on a big tree on the roof... Sister Huang is so sad that she ran to the top of the snow-capped mountain to sleep. The wind was so strong that she was so cold that she could still fall asleep...

He raised his head and looked around. Apart from a group of rugged rocks, it was covered with snow. Sikong Xiao could only shrink his shoulders and walk towards the only big tree on the top of the mountain that could shelter from the wind.

Sister Huang hasn't had a good sleep these days...

Squat down and looked at Sikong Huang, who was breathing slowly. She leaned against the big tree that had lived for many years, and used the tangled roots as a pillow, sleeping like a baby without any warning.

Involuntarily curled his lips, Sikong Xiao stretched out his hand to pick up the dead leaves falling between Sikong Huang's hair, and taught others that he was not alert to being alert... He slept so hard that he was not afraid of meeting bad people at this night.

Perhaps because of the abnormal movements that Sikong Huang's eyelids trembled uneasyly. Seeing that the person under him showed signs of waking up, Sikong Xiao twisted his body and sat down against the big tree.

After turning her head and thinking about it, she gently stretched out her hand to move Sikong Huang's head from the hard tree trunk to her thigh.

He lowered his head and leaned against Sikong Huang's ears. Sikong smiled and said softly: "Sister Huang, let's sleep well."

"Um…"

The slightly opened red lips nodded involuntarily, and from time to time he heard his own voice in his dreams, Sikong Xiao sighed when he saw this and leaned lazily towards the big tree.

"How do you feel?"

The evil spirit came out of the sea of ​​consciousness, and his body seemed to be much solidified than before. At this moment, he was standing on the edge of the cliff with his hands in his arms, and his black pearl robe was blown by the strong wind in the air, and his whole body seemed to be about to fly into the air.

Sikong smiled and looked at the evil spirit, "I feel... so cold... ah... sneeze!"

"well…"

The evil spirit sighed and looked back at Sikong's blue-smiling face and felt helpless.

"You can't use your hellfire?"

“…”

Sikong smiled and lowered his eyes without saying a word.

Seeing this, the evil spirit was a little strange and turned around and walked to Sikong Xiao, "What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!