Painted Skin: Girl Monster Hunter

"Engong! Engong!" As soon as the two were about to leave the city, they saw a person chasing up from behind, who was the craftsman who kneaded the dough.

He took a dough figurine in one hand and handed it to the two of them: "I made two small figures just for you, I hope you like them. All the people in the city thank you!"

Ruyi was just about to pay, but he stopped him: "If you don't charge money, I will give it to you! Remember to eat it after playing for a while, don't leave it overnight!" After he finished speaking, he ran away in a hurry.

One face is like a peach blossom, pure and lovely; the other is strutting, high-spirited.

Bai Qinghan compared his own dough with the one in Ruyi's hand, and said proudly, "No matter how you look at it, mine looks good."

"Mine looks good!"

"Your ones aren't as good-looking as mine!"

"You are shameless!"

"You are shameless!"

"A big man, do you have the nerve to compare your beauty with me!"

"What's the embarrassment about?"

The two were jostling each other, comparing each other noisily, and eating sweet noodles beautifully.

When passing through the city gate, he met the yellow-toothed guard again, but this time he saw that the two of them did not dare to be presumptuous anymore, so he nodded and bowed respectfully and sent them out.

After Meng Jiang fell from power, there was no such thing as a city fee anymore.

Not far from Ganning City is Qingyun Mountain. The scenery of this mountain is very good. The scene of early spring is warm and cold. Although it is not yet the season when the grass grows and the warblers fly, the season of thousands of trees and qionghua is already thriving.

A very thin spring rain fell on the road, and the breeze came with the fragrance of grass, which was refreshing, the rain of apricot blossoms wet the clothes, and the wind of willows was not cold on the face.

Bai Qinghan couldn't help sighing, how many springs, summers, autumns and winters he had experienced in the thousands of years, but he never stopped like this to savor the fleeting beauty.

In March of Yangchun, it is just that the forest flowers have withered the spring red, too hastily.

The years are fleeting, but you can't catch them if you want to catch them.He turned his head to look at Ruyi, who was enjoying the scenery. She had a smile on her lips and a warm complexion, which was very compatible with the early spring scenery.

Can time stop for a moment for this beauty, this spring does not have a magnificent beauty, but it has a long-term love that is as plain as water.

Bai Qinghan's heart twitched slightly, he wanted to reach out to hold Ruyi's hand, but he made a mistake when his two fingers were about to intersect.He curled his fingers and drew his hand back.

He could not forget Changyi's face, nor could he violate the vow he made before Changyi's death, "Changyi... When you are reincarnated, I will definitely find you. Forever and ever, I swear to die with you..."

If he had known Ruyi first, he might not only have held her hand, but would have embraced her in his arms.

However, the past is irreversible, there is no what-if, only established facts.If there is no Changyi, he would have died long ago, how come he is now.

He loves Changyi, has been waiting for thousands of years, and has been looking forward to for thousands of years.

He loves Changyi, which is also doomed in his heart, and there is no room for another wishful one.

Ruyi ran forward with a small bundle on her back, she held the corner of her skirt, picked a wild flower that had just sprouted, turned her head, and smiled faintly at Bai Qinghan.

This smile confused him for a while, he closed his eyes, put his hands on his chest, and felt the violent beating of the dragon's heart in his chest.

All of this, this emotion beyond the scope of friends, this beautiful scenery of early spring when the flowers are gradually becoming charming, this soft and shy smile that touches the heart...

I hope that all of this can only stay at this moment, buried here.

"Engong! Engong!" As soon as the two were about to leave the city, they saw a person chasing up from behind, who was the craftsman who kneaded the dough.

He took a dough figurine in one hand and handed it to the two of them: "I made two small figures just for you, I hope you like them. All the people in the city thank you!"

Ruyi was just about to pay, but he stopped him: "If you don't charge money, I will give it to you! Remember to eat it after playing for a while, don't leave it overnight!" After he finished speaking, he ran away in a hurry.

One face is like a peach blossom, pure and lovely; the other is strutting, high-spirited.

Bai Qinghan compared his own dough with the one in Ruyi's hand, and said proudly, "No matter how you look at it, mine looks good."

"Mine looks good!"

"Your ones aren't as good-looking as mine!"

"You are shameless!"

"You are shameless!"

"A big man, do you have the nerve to compare your beauty with me!"

"What's the embarrassment about?"

The two were jostling each other, comparing each other noisily, and eating sweet noodles beautifully.

When passing through the city gate, he met the yellow-toothed guard again, but this time he saw that the two of them did not dare to be presumptuous anymore, so he nodded and bowed respectfully and sent them out.

After Meng Jiang fell from power, there was no such thing as a city fee anymore.

Not far from Ganning City is Qingyun Mountain. The scenery of this mountain is very good. The scene of early spring is warm and cold. Although it is not yet the season when the grass grows and the warblers fly, the season of thousands of trees and qionghua is already thriving.

A very thin spring rain fell on the road, and the breeze came with the fragrance of grass, which was refreshing, the rain of apricot blossoms wet the clothes, and the wind of willows was not cold on the face.

Bai Qinghan couldn't help sighing, how many springs, summers, autumns and winters he had experienced in the thousands of years, but he never stopped like this to savor the fleeting beauty.

In March of Yangchun, it is just that the forest flowers have withered the spring red, too hastily.

The years are fleeting, but you can't catch them if you want to catch them.He turned his head to look at Ruyi, who was enjoying the scenery. She had a smile on her lips and a warm complexion, which was very compatible with the early spring scenery.

Can time stop for a moment for this beauty, this spring does not have a magnificent beauty, but it has a long-term love that is as plain as water.

Bai Qinghan's heart twitched slightly, he wanted to reach out to hold Ruyi's hand, but he made a mistake when his two fingers were about to intersect.He curled his fingers and drew his hand back.

He could not forget Changyi's face, nor could he violate the vow he made before Changyi's death, "Changyi... When you are reincarnated, I will definitely find you. Forever and ever, I swear to die with you..."

If he had known Ruyi first, he might not only have held her hand, but would have embraced her in his arms.

However, the past is irreversible, there is no what-if, only established facts.If there is no Changyi, he would have died long ago, how come he is now.

He loves Changyi, has been waiting for thousands of years, and has been looking forward to for thousands of years.

He loves Changyi, which is also doomed in his heart, and there is no room for another wishful one.

Ruyi ran forward with a small bundle on her back, she held the corner of her skirt, picked a wild flower that had just sprouted, turned her head, and smiled faintly at Bai Qinghan.

This smile confused him for a while, he closed his eyes, put his hands on his chest, and felt the violent beating of the dragon's heart in his chest.

All of this, this emotion beyond the scope of friends, this beautiful scenery of early spring when the flowers are gradually becoming charming, this soft and shy smile that touches the heart...

I hope that all of this can only stay at this moment, buried here.