The aroma of the food lingers on the tip of the nose.
Qian Qingxue's stomach couldn't help but make a "gurgling" sound.
This was the first time I cooked for this girl with my own hands, and Wu Qingkong naturally used all her skills.
The taste of today's food is far better than before.
Qian Qingxue just took a small taste and immediately ate it without stopping.
She ate very seriously, with a natural sense of satisfaction in every bite. Her cheeks were slightly bulging, like a little squirrel that had stolen a pine cone.
Seeing Qian Qingxue eating like this, Wu Qingkong is also very happy.
He kept moving his hands, constantly moving towards Qian Qingxue's rice bowl.
"Eat slowly, I've made a lot!"
"If you don't have enough to eat, tell me and I'll make it for you."
"Okay, okay, I really can't eat anymore."
Qian Qingxue finally put down his chopsticks and looked up at him, his eyes shining brightly under the candlelight, "You should eat quickly, or you'll get cold."
Wu Qingkong After hearing this, he just picked up his rice bowl and was about to put vegetables into the pot.
The whole person couldn't help but be stunned.
The food on the dinner plate was already more than half empty.
And Qian Qingxue is still eating.
"This...Xue'er eats so much every meal?"
"If you really eat like this, why has Qingxue managed her figure so well?"
Qian Qingxue's eating style also made Wu Qingkong feel familiar.
"I think I've seen her eating like this somewhere..."
After the meal, Wu Qingkong just stood up to clear away the dishes. Qian Qingxue also stood up and reached for the plate in his hand.
"Let me wash it. You've been doing it for so long--"
"No need." Wu Qingkong turned sideways to avoid her hand, "You are a guest today, there is no reason to let a guest do it."
Qian Qingxue opened his mouth, but seeing that he was resolute, he had no choice but to give up.
Watching Wu Qingkong leave, Qian Qingxue took out the Lovesick Heartbreak Red that she had thrown away earlier from her arms.
"That slice I just counted?!"
"Where are you counting?!"
I was so carried away by eating earlier that Qian Qingxue forgot my answer.
Unable to remember, she simply threw the flowers aside.
Looking at the moonlight outside the window.
Qian Qingxue Take a deep breath.
"In two years at most, Xue Ye will die..."
"When the time comes, I will capture Heaven Dou Kingdom and I must confess to Qingkong."
Wu Qingkong washes the dishes very quickly.
Soon, everything was packed up, and the night was already deep.
There were insects chirping outside the window, and the moonlight shined through the window lattice and fell on the floor tiles of the main room, like a thin layer of white frost.
Wu Qingkong took Qian Qingxue's hand and led her to the guest room. He looked back at Qian Qingxue behind him. "You sleep here tonight, I've packed everything."
"What about you?"
"Aren't we together?"
Qian Qingxue stood at the door, tilting his head slightly.
"I sleep next door, just call me if you need anything." Wu Qingkong said, and pointed to the candlestick on the table, "I'll keep the candle light, but if you're afraid of the dark, don't blow it."
"Tonight, I have something to do, and I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you."
After saying that, Wu Qingkong immediately exited the room.
Qian Qingxue watched Wu Qingkong suddenly go out and the moment the door was closed, she stood there stunned for a while, and then slowly sat on the edge of the bed.
"It's so late, what is Qingkong doing?!"
She was a little confused, but since Wu Qingkong didn't say anything, she was also pursuing it, so he must have a reason!
Returning to this peaceful cabin again, Qian Qingxue soon fell asleep.
Wu Qingkong returned to his room, but his expression was not relaxed, and his whole face turned very pale.
A biting chill suddenly exploded from his chest, as if someone had stuffed a piece of ten-thousand-year-old ice inside his body, or as if countless thin needles were piercing into his blood at the same time, spreading inch by inch towards his limbs and bones.
"Starting again?"
Wu Qingkong's pupils suddenly shrank.
He was too familiar with that power - it was Divine Power from Shura God.
Although this residual Divine Power appeared to have subsided afterwards, the residual Divine Power has been dormant in his body.
But tonight, it actually broke out again.
Wu Qingkong started running Soul Power, and a suppressed groan came from the mouth.
Qian Qingxue was a light sleeper. Although the sound was not loud, it reached her ears clearly, and she almost jumped out of bed.
Put on your coat, open the door, and quickly walk to Wu Qingkong's room following the sound.
The door was not closed tightly, leaving a crack exposed. She looked in through the crack, and her heart suddenly sank.
Wu Qingkong was half leaning against the bed, his face was as white as paper, his lips were blue, and his long ice-blue hair on his forehead was stuck to his cheeks with cold sweat. He looked as if he had just been fished out of an ice cellar, and his whole body was trembling slightly.
"Qingkong!" Qian Qingxue pushed open the door and rushed in. He walked to the bedside in three steps and then squatted down and held his hand. "What's wrong with you?!"
The moment she touched it, she took a breath of cold air. Wu Qingkong's hand was actually frighteningly cold, as if she was holding a piece of cold jade.
Wu Qingkong reluctantly opened his eyes and saw that it was her. He wanted to smile to appease her, but found that he couldn't even move the corners of his mouth. "... It's okay, it's just an old problem."
"Is this okay?"
Qian Qingxue couldn't help but frown, and her tone was more urgent than ever before. She didn't waste any more words, just turned over on the bed, sat cross-legged behind him, put her palms against his back, Soul Power gushed out from her palms like a warm current, and slowly entered his body.
"Feeling better?"
"Much better."
Wu Qingkong's voice was hoarse. He calmed down for a while before slowly speaking, "I still have some Divine Power of Shura God in my body. It was originally left by my grandfather. This Divine Power does not belong to me.
"We must get Shura Divine Sword to lure out this Divine Power"
Qian Qingxue retracted his palm, walked around to sit in front of him, looked at his still pale face, and frowned. "Shura Divine Sword... where is that?"
"City of Slaughter!"
"In the past, my grandfather Divine Examination failed. He threw Shura Divine Sword out and was picked up by Tang Chen, which turned on Shura God Test."
"Where should this sword be taken?"
"I guess I have to go there myself."
Thinking of this, Wu Qingkong couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.
What's going on lately?
Heaven Dou Lake's incident has just come to an end. Today, we finally had some tender moments with Qian Qingxue, and now Shura Divine Power rushes over to join in the fun.
Things happened one after another, as if someone was deliberately trying not to let him live in peace.
"Who the hell is trying to trick me?"
Qian Qingxue was stunned after hearing this.
"So, are you leaving again?"
Wu Qingkong nodded with a helpless smile.
"I'm sorry!"
Looking at Wu Qingkong's pale face, Qian Qingxue did not blame him after all, but asked with a smile, "How long will you be leaving this time?"
Wu Qingkong fell into thinking and replied
"The long term can be three or four years, and the short term can be one or two years."
"I will definitely come back as soon as possible."
Qian Qingxue fell into thinking after hearing this, and then agreed:
"Okay, I'll wait for you, then you promise me something..."
"When you come back, come to Heaven Dou Imperial Capital to find me and cook me a meal yourself, okay?!"
"I will tell you something when the time comes."
Wu Qingkong couldn't help but feel confused after hearing this, but he nodded.
"I promised!"
The next morning, Qian Qingxue personally escorted him out of the forest.
Wu Qingkong turned back three times with each step, and without taking a step he looked back at the beautiful figure of Qian Qingxue.
Wu Qingkong What he didn't know was that this was the last time he saw this pretty, elf-like blue-haired girl.
Two years later, when he came back, the girl had turned into a blonde.