Miss, you really caught the wrong fish!

——After all, it is still the modern times. Even if it did exist in the era of cultivating immortals, that was tens of thousands of years ago.

In this world where spiritual power is almost exhausted, even if you look around the world, you can only find a handful of so-called "immortal cultivators".

These "powerful people" either hold important positions in the governments of the human and demon races, or are hidden by the ancient clans and families and are unknown to the public...

But no matter what, all information about this kind of people is top secret worldwide, and even in the news, they are hardly seen.

So let alone ordinary people, even some high-ranking officials of the two governments may not be able to get in touch with them.

Thinking of this, Da Xianyu suddenly felt less panicked. Looking at the weak woman beside him, he even felt a sense of security.

Thinking——

If I could randomly meet a "cultivator" in this world, I might as well just buy a lottery ticket. The probability is more realistic.

I am a history major! I just remembered now -

Then Da Xianyu looked invincible and spread his hands.

It's what I want to say~

From now on, the tone of his voice when talking to Su Qingyao beside him became much more natural, and he said with a smile:

"That's right. How could I possibly meet a cultivator like this who is rarely seen in a hundred years? Besides, Miss Su, your foot is injured now, so it's even more impossible."

Hearing this, the smile on her pretty face became even more intense, and she echoed sweetly:

"Haha~ That's right~ Young Master is really smart, and his analysis is very logical~"

"If I were the legendary great demon, I wouldn't have to trouble you to take care of me now~"

Qin Heng finally nodded in relief, expressing his understanding.

"Oh right! Speaking of 'taking care of', I forgot that I still need to apply medicine to you, Miss Su!"

After saying that, Da Xianyu quickly took out all the medicine in his arms, then squatted in front of Ren'er, ready to apply medicine to Su Qingyao.

Don't forget the thoughtful reminder beforehand

"It will be a little painful, but you have to bear with it, it will be fine soon."

"Good~"

She responded sweetly, then slowly lowered her eyes and looked at Qin Heng who was carefully treating her wounds...

Where the boy can't see -

The charming and beautiful face of the woman is full of happiness, and her deep red eyes are full of love and affection.

A beautiful and moving smile slowly emerged from the corner of Su Meiyao's mouth.

The woman's eyes trembled slightly, her red lips pursed tightly, looking at the slender figure, and smiled softly.

"Still the same as before... so stupid."

"Silly husband~"

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I got off the plane. I felt dizzy after traveling for 2 days. I'm going to sleep~

260. Death or Alternative

Without noticing the expression of the person in front of him, Qin Heng was carefully taking off Su Qingyao's boots, revealing her flawless white ankles, with a touch of red and purple.

Qin Heng took out the medicine spray, sprayed a little lightly, then raised his head and asked the other party with concern.

"How do you feel, Miss Su? Is it painful?"

Su Qingyao smiled gently, shook her head, and said lightly

"Don't worry, young master. I'm not that delicate. Just feel free to hurt me~"

Hearing this, Da Xianyu paused and pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly.

"Miss Su, why do you sound weird?"

She covered her lips and chuckled, retorting softly:

"What's so strange about that? I'm telling the truth~"

"It's you, young master, who's talking strangely."

"Hmm? Me?"

Qin Heng raised his head in confusion and looked at the other party

Seeing this, Su Qingyao's eyebrows curved, her smile was still beautiful and moving, and she murmured in dissatisfaction

"Yes~ Young Master, you are obviously my benefactor, and I want to be closer to you, Young Master—"

"Who knew that you, young master, would call me "Miss Su" all the time, and it would make me seem so unfamiliar. It really hurts my heart~"

"..."

Qin Heng fell into tactical silence, just watching to see what tricks this scumbag fox in front of him could come up with.

The man continued to smile.

"Young Master, are you so unwilling to call me Yao'er?"

"Or - Sister Su Qing is also OK~"

"Okay Miss Su!"

Qin Heng responded gentlemanly, then lowered his head and began to treat the wound on the woman's ankle.

"Humph~ You are such a fool, my little benefactor! You don't understand my thoughts at all..."

Faced with this stubborn and unromantic "young husband", the girl's magnificent breasts could not help but padded with anger.

The woman's charming and beautiful face was slightly frowned, full of dissatisfaction and resentment.

Muttering angrily in my heart

——If this had happened in the past, if he had dared to make me angry like this, I would have taken him to my bedroom and made him unable to get out of bed for days!

Look how he dares to be so tough!

……

But think about it again

Su Qingyao really couldn't do anything to the young man now. Today was the first time they met, but they were just acquainted.

In the woman's perception——

The boy now has no memory of Bai Yi's past life, but has retained his soul after reincarnation.

So strictly speaking, Qin Heng and Bai Yi are two different people. Maybe there is not much difference in appearance and personality, but this is indeed an indisputable fact.

Before Su Qingyao can skillfully use soul power to let Qin Heng have the memory of his past life, Qin Heng will always be Qin Heng, and Bai Yi will always be Bai Yi...

Only after her soul and memory are completely and perfectly integrated with the current carrier, the little husband whom she has been thinking about and remembering for thousands of years, can truly return to her side...

The dissatisfaction in the girl's deep red eyes slowly dissipated, and when she looked at the boy in front of her, she couldn't help but bring with her a strong love and a touch of deep sorrow...

——The pain of missing someone is so tormenting. A woman’s thoughts are not even recorded by the passing of years, but by thousands of years of history.

In order to be able to find the person you love, for that one in a hundred billion possibility.

Over the past thousands of years, she had gone through countless difficult days and months alone, endured countless deadly despairs, and paid a terrible price...

……

"Okay! That should be about right now."

Just as Su Qingyao was staring at the young man in a trance, Qin Heng had already treated the wound on her ankle and slowly raised his head.

At this moment, their eyes met, staring at the pair of deep red eyes, and the dazed look on the person's beautiful face——

"Ms. Su? What's wrong with you?"

Qin Heng spoke up and asked the other party carefully

Hearing this, the girl in front of him had a gleam in her eyes, and she stretched out her bare hands to gently hold her cheeks, showing her laziness. After showing the boy a sweet smile with a profound meaning, she opened her cherry lips and said softly:

"Hehe~ It's nothing, I was just impressed by how meticulously and handsomely the young master was when he was applying medicine to my body~"

Mr. Daxianyu was stunned, and then he actually admitted it openly.

"That's normal. It's true that one has a very charismatic personality."

"Haha~ Young Master, you really are not modest at all~"

I just said it casually after I came to my senses, but I didn't expect my stupid husband to actually answer it.

Su Qingyao chuckled, but Qin Heng didn't care at all. He casually spread his hands, looking smug, and continued to joke:

"It's just the facts. There's nothing to be modest about."

"Hehe~Yes, yes, yes."

……

The two of them chatted jokingly like this, except that the girl was very good at finding topics to talk about.

When Qin Heng faced Su Qingyao, he also felt an indescribable sense of closeness, as if he had known her for a long time, so he didn't feel restrained when talking to her now...

"It must be an illusion..."

Qin Heng muttered something in a low voice, and just as he had organized the medicines and was about to get up, a little guy's head suddenly popped out from above Su Qingyao's legs.

Unlike the cute white fox before, this time it was another little red-haired fox.

If you look closely, it is also very cute and touching.

The little guy was staring at him, and his fiery eyes seemed to be expecting something.

Qin Heng couldn't help but stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the little guy's head.

After a few seconds, the little red fox let out a joyful cry.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

——Woo! The master touched me!!! He touched my head!! Did you see that, you stinky white fox!! Who cares about you!

"Squeak! Squeak!"

——You are the one who shamelessly rubs against the master! You lowly, perverted vixen!! Don’t dirty the master’s hands!!!

The white fox in the girl's arms instantly stood up, and just when it was about to bite the butt of the shameless red fox in front of it, it was pressed down heavily by Su Qingyao's suddenly extended hand.

Xianyun, who had instantly transformed from a white fox into a flat fox, dared not to make any more noises. She could only squeak a few times in grievance.

The girl raised her beautiful eyes and looked at the person in front of her. Her eyes were full of autumn water and shimmering light. She seemed to have thought of something.

Then she smiled sweetly and said softly to Qin Heng

"What do you think of this little fox, young master?"

"Well, it's very cute, and it's soft when you knead it. No wonder Miss Su likes such a little pet."

At this point, an inexplicable ray of light flashed in Su Qingyao's deep red eyes.

The man smiled gently, full of expectation and joy, and then asked softly:

"Sir, do you like white foxes more, or do you like red foxes more?"

"!!!!?"

As soon as the man finished speaking, the two little foxes in his arms trembled violently, as if they had heard something terrible and were extremely scared...

Perhaps in Qin Heng's opinion, what Su Qingyao said was nothing, she just asked him to choose a color he liked.

But only Xianyun and the other two knew the deep meaning behind the words of the Patriarch——

Their white hair and red hair were just the hair colors for the master to choose.

And all Su Qingyao could think of was a satisfactory answer...

Because their master, in his true form, is actually a nine-tailed white—

"The red one, I think it looks more lively. The white one is also good, but it feels lifeless, I don't like it too much..."

“!!!?”