"The girl doesn't seem to be feeling well?" Ming Huo lowered his head, and the tip of his nose slightly touched Qi Huan's white neck, Qi Huan couldn't help but shiver.

　　 "Also, fortunately, true, true monarch, if it's okay, I'll leave first~" Qi Huan reached out and fumbled for the doorknob behind him, intending to escape here. This True Lord Underfire is too dangerous, it is better to keep a distance from him.

　　 "I can send the girl back." Ming Huo smiled lightly, and the exhaled heat made Qi Huan feel numb in his neck, and his heartbeat was a little uncontrollable.

After finally touching it, Qi Huan let out a sigh of relief, and leaned aside to avoid the head of Lord Underfire, which is a little more dangerous than the bomb. With a hard pull, the wooden door was easily opened by her, and then turned his head towards Mr. Underworld. With a brilliant smile, "True monarch, take your time to wash and leave."

With a bang, the wooden door was closed again, Qi Huan leaned on the vermilion gate and slowly slid down, feeling that his legs were uncontrollably soft. This man was more terrifying than the legendary Su Da.

　　 Inside the door, Minghuo touched his smooth chin with interest, "Qi Huan? Ha ha, it's really interesting."

　　 "True Monarch..." A low and old voice came from the other side of the bath. When Qi Huan came in, he didn't notice the existence of three people in the room.

"Langqi, what did you see?" True Lord Minghuo pulled off the towel around his waist, walked slowly down the bath, stretched out his beautifully-lined arms, leaning on the side of the bath, squinting his eyes and listening to the personal guard's report .

　　 "Nine-tailed Celestial Fox." The guard who was hiding in the dark spoke very succinctly, but he said the point.

　　 "Oh, what do I say, Yan'er is pretty sensible and knows the severity of the matter." The thin lips lifted slightly, drawing a moving curve.

　　 "Does the true monarch want to keep her?" After a long time, Lang Wei suddenly spoke.

　　 "It's okay to leave...it's a very interesting little thing." The laughter of Lord Underfire spread in the dark hall and echoed for a long time.

Probably after being strongly stimulated, Qi Huan unexpectedly found his way back. After half an hour in vain, he finally returned to his bedroom. Qi Huan dragged the little fox by the tail to put him on the bed, and then collapsed. Flopped on the bed.

　　 It has been really bad for the past few years. She swears that even if she is suffocated, she will absolutely not dare to walk in the Palace of Dark Fire.

　　 It's a pity, things backfired. As soon as the sky broke the next day, Qi Huan heard a knock on the door.

　　 I don’t know what's wrong, Qi Huan always feels groggy during the past few days in the sky, so she goes to bed on time every day as soon as it gets dark, and she also wakes up three poles a day.

　　 The persevering knock on the door made Qi Huan's irritability worse. She sat up straight from the bed, staring at the door wickedly.

　　 "Is Miss Qi Huan there?" A deep and sweet voice came into the room.

　　 "Not here." Qi Huan fell down and covered her head with a quilt. When she is dead, die. My head hurts, how come my body has a problem when I become a fairy? Is it because the soil is not acclimatized?

　　 "Oh~ That Benjun is waiting outside the door." The owner of the voice didn't have any discomfort, and he said with a smile.

　　 Ben Jun? Qi Huan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered the owner of the sound, and then jumped out of bed. **** it! How could that True Lord Underfire come to look for her, did she have nothing else to do?

Qi Huan hurriedly put on his clothes, and even forgot to put on his shoes, he rushed to the door, "I don't know if the true monarch is coming, but don't blame the true monarch." The door was opened, and the enchanting face of the true monarch under the fire was facing With Qi Huan. Facing the sunlight outside the door, the smile on that face was a little dazzling.

Qi Huan tried his best to squeeze out a smile. You can’t do anything to his master on other people’s turf. If it was in Qi Huan’s own place and anyone who dared to disturb her sleep, Qi Huan would have smashed it by two thunders. .

　　 "Miss Qi is in good spirits." Minghuo's mouth raised, and his eyes stayed on Qi Huan's delicate white feet for a little longer.

"Uh... take off Zhenjun's blessing." The corners of Qi Huan's eyes twitched a bit. He woke up early in the morning just to say something innocuous to her, is this true gentleman under the fire okay and satiated? Shouldn't you sleep with your wife in the bed? Also, which eye did he see that he was in good spirits!

　　 "I heard that Miss Qi is a disciple of the Qingyun School?" Minghuo asked slowly.

"Yes."

　　 "...The founder of the Qingyun school." Qi Huan looked confused, and the perfect smile on Minghuo's face was a little out of shape. Is she really a Qingyun school disciple? I don't even know the name of the founder of the school, or how the Qingyun school has been maintained for so many years without breaking the heritage.

　　 "Oh~Thank you Zhenjun." Although we have not seen it before, everyone is of the Qingyun School, and the connotations are probably the same, so Qi Huan still has some expectations for this founder of the mountain.

Qi Huan didn’t know if her actions were considered as being on the thief ship, but after she and Minghuo spent three days alone in that extraordinarily luxurious spacecraft, she really felt that if she fell and fell to death, it’s better than this. Men stay together strong.

　　 Is this person sticky cake reincarnated in his predecessors? Just post it on her body if it’s okay. It’s fine if you post it. Anyway, Qi Huan thinks that the one who suffers is definitely not himself, but it is too exaggerated to be hot like a stove.

After going out of the range of Underfire City, the heat on True Monarch Underworld seemed to be uncontrollable. As a result, Qi Huan’s clothes could only become thinner and thinner. Coupled with the constant cooling of the little fox’s nine tails, it finally did not. Let Qi Huan die from heatstroke.

　　The spaceship of True Lord Underworld Fire is much better than Flying Sword. It turned out to be a mobile luxury palace with everything you need, and there are even two separate bedrooms. But Qi Huan also guessed, I'm afraid their journey this time will not be close. Although there is a beauty in front of him that is very pleasing to the eye, Qi Huan prefers to sit quietly in front of the skeleton.

　　 "Qi Huan, take a sip of tea to reduce your anger." Seeing Qi Huan lying on the soft chair without any image, Master Minghuo smiled and walked over with a cup of green liquid.

　　 "Huh..." Qi Huan hugged the little fox tightly, but he was roaring in his heart. You didn't make my anger, as long as you stay away from me, there will be no fire!

　　 Qi Huan was still respectful and respectful to True Lord Underfire. After all, he was also a true prince. In modern times, he is a national treasure such as a giant panda. However, after getting along for a long time, Qi Huan really can’t pretend.

　　 Normally in the martial arts, even in the face of the uncle and uncle Qi Huan, she didn't show the courtesy of them, so she stayed alone with True Monarch Dark Fire for a day, and she was completely exposed.

At the moment, it seems that True Lord Underfire does not mean to be dissatisfied. He knows that although Qi Huan has become an immortal, he still likes to eat snacks, so before boarding the spaceship, he specially prepared a lot of spirit fruits unique to the immortal world, and there are various delicious drinks. Qi Huan’s refreshments are served to Qi Huan on time every day, and sometimes they are made for her to eat.

　　 If it were in modern times, Underworld could be considered a good new man. He went to the hall and the kitchen. He looked so good and his strength was unfathomable. He was basically a perfect man except for his eyes.

　　 Of course, appreciation belongs to appreciation. If you like such a person, Qi Huan thinks he doesn't have that courage. Let alone the issue of age, Qi Huan is already several hundred years old anyway, and the age of becoming a fairy is not a difference. The point is that Qi Huan has heard from Yu Long'er that this true monarch of Underworld is merciful. He has never married a wife, but has 18 children. The man Qi Huan hates most is his radish. So, no matter how good his attitude is, Qi Huan can't be impressed.

"Would you like to play chess?" After spending time on the spaceship, Qi Huan changed to teach True Monarch Minghuo to play backgammon, but unfortunately, the loser became her. Except for the one just taught him, Qi Huan Huan has never won a set.

　　 Fortunately, True Lord Underfire didn't place any bets with her, otherwise Qi Huan would have to pay out Lao Di.

"Don't." Reached out and took the cup of green liquid that Minghuo handed over, Qi Huan took a big sip with contentment~lightnovelpub.net~ Although I don’t know what this thing is made of, the taste is unexpected. It's so sweet, it leaves a scent after a sip, and even the breath has a sweet and greasy taste.

"Do you want to play dice?" The pair of dice was still made by Qi Huan when he was idle and bored in the world. The other day she was seen by the underworld when she was playing with the little fox, so she found out that underworld is really very good. He is talented. If he is not a **** one day, it is perfectly possible to go to the modern age to be a gambler.

　　 "Don't."

　　 Qi Huan’s successive refusals did not cause Minghuo to produce any dissatisfaction. Unlike those aloof gods, Minghuo seems to have a very good temper. No matter what Qi Huan says, he will never be angry.

　　 But Qi Huan felt that these were all on the surface, and the true Lord Underworld might be quite a terrifying character. There are a total of 36 cities in the fairy world, four major cities. Underworld City is one of the main cities. Although I don’t know why Underworld City is not lively enough, Qi Huan also understands that a person who can be the lord of the four major cities , No superior skill, no matter how strong it is, it is useless.

　　 There are nine immortals in the fairy world, but among the four main cities, only the lord of the weak water city is the immortal.

　　 "Then let's chat." True Monarch Minghuo sat beside Qi Huan, propped his chin like a child, and blinked at Qi Huan.

　　 "...True sir, will you be tired all day long?"

　　 "Looking at you will stop."

　　God, please forgive me, Qi Huan rolled his eyes, wondering who offended him in his previous life, and how he met such a person.