"Let's go, choose a beautiful and secluded place and talk alone. Now I'm full of fog." Shiqi smiled.

"Just to my wish."

Zhao Fan thought for a while, then turned to his side and said, "Come with me."

Then, Shiqi followed him, strolling in the palace like a pair of fairy couples under the obsessive eyes of the imperial guards. Soon after, he came to the Imperial Garden.

"Just that."

Zhao Fan pointed to the water rockery not far from the east. There was a hole called "Tingshui" inside. When you were inside, you could hear the sound of water droplets like music, which was very pleasant.

“It’s quite interesting.”

Seventeen entered the Tingshui Cave, closed his eyes and listened for a few seconds, then lifted up his skirt and sat on the chair dug in the cave wall.

Zhao Fan sat beside her, raised her legs and said, "I said maid, why are you so stupid at that time? You know you can't resist it, but you are still a mantis armed mantis chariot."

"I don't accept it for the first time I was beaten to the door." Shiqi casually asked for a reason. In fact, that time, she had a thought in her mind, protecting the man who wanted to protect, even if she fought for his life, she would have no regrets.

"Okay." Zhao Fan felt that the other party was not telling the truth, but did not ask questions. Instead, he flicked his sleeves and a tea table and a set of tea appeared in front of him, "Drink while chatting."

In this way, Zhao Fan and Shiqi, the long-lost "master and servant", made up for their lessons in the Tingshui Cave.

Zhao Fan told the story of the big and small things that were broken by the Lord of the Shenji Sect until he came to the underworld through the Skull of God. Not only that, especially those who experienced dangers, not only did not hide them as they were mentioned to Lin Qianqian, but instead said it was thrilling, making Shiqi feel like he was immersive.

Before we knew it, ten hours passed.

Zhao Fan breathed a sigh of relief, then picked up the teacup and took a big mouthful, "I finally finished speaking, my tongue is almost 7??? Is it a callous. By the way, what about you after that? For the sake of fairness, I will tell me too."

"My experience?" Shiqi said with a smile: "Compared with yours, it's much more dull. First, when the true spirit is about to dissipate, maybe his life should not be over. He was pulled into the void rift by an invisible gravity, and then he came to the underworld. Here, because of his great charm, I was constantly targeted and fled to my life. In the first month, I was almost at peace. Then I accidentally entered the headquarters of the Huagu Pavilion and met Ye Xuan."

"That guy is so perfect that I'm even jealous."

Zhao Fan sighed in dissatisfaction.

"Yes, Ye Xuan is the most perfect man I have ever come into contact with." Shiqi nodded slightly and said, "I can do almost everything, know everything, I know everything. When I talked to him about the memories of Xixia, I remember that on his birthday, Ye Xuan gave me a gift. His Huakui Pavilion headquarters perfectly replicated the Xixia Palace, so meticulous that the reliefs of each brick, tiles, beams and pillars were exactly the same."

“…”

Zhao Fan didn't know why, but a sour smell suddenly appeared in his heart, and he secretly said in surprise: "Am I jealous? Am I jealous because of the seventeenth?"

At this time, Shiqi was still recalling and saying, "He guided me to practice, making my strength gradually stronger. He also said that if I stayed in Huakui Pavilion, with my qualifications, I could become the God of the Underworld in a thousand years."

"Ye Xuan and I have had a drink. Every expression he expressed when he mentioned you was true." Zhao Fan said with emotion: "Why are you such a perfect man..."

"Because, he showed up too late."

Seventeen interrupted Zhao Fan. She lowered her head and looked at the ground, feeling the breathing of the man not far away in her ear, and said with a soft look: "So, I think it is not appropriate to continue to stay in Huakui Pavilion. Even if there is the Xixia Palace that is exactly the same in memory, even if there is the perfect and impeccable Ye Xuan there, it is not my belonging after all. The longer I stay, the more I owe, so I decided to go on my own. Ye Xuan said that above the God of the Underworld, you can ascend to a larger world of 'yuan'. If I go to that place one day, I will have a chance..."

Zhao Fan listened in disguise, but the Lord of the Courtyard was clear, and the Qiqi rejected it because of himself.

She wanted to ascend to the Yuan Realm, perhaps that was the case to be able to reunite with Zhao Fan.

"My personal maid is so stupid." Zhao Fan said with some guilt. If he hadn't been rich and lacked consideration, wouldn't it be the turn of the leader of the Shenji Sect to raid the mansion and kill Seventeen?

Fortunately, she has not been destroyed and everything can be compensated.

"Pig Head."

Seventeen was silent for a few seconds, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and said three words: "Don't move."

"Hmm? OK."

Zhao Fan remained motionless like a wooden carving.

The next moment, Shiqi moved horizontally, pressed his side tightly against his side, and then gently laid his head on his shoulder, "Let me stick it for a while, don't you have any objection?"

"No...no."

While Zhao Fan was talking, he felt his heart pounding. This feeling was something he had never seen since he met Shi Qi...

Shiqi closed his eyes with great peace of mind, and her fairy-like face made a picture that was fascinating.

However, between the eyelashes that were close together, tears fell down one after another.

Zhao Fan asked a little lost in his mind: "Why are you crying so well?"

Shiqi did not answer, leaned quietly beside him. After about a stick of incense, she raised her head and smiled: "Pig Head, I know everything is my wishful thinking. Don't worry, in the future, I will control myself and will not make you embarrassed."

Immediately, Shiqi sighed self-deprecatingly: "I didn't expect that this princess would be moved."

“…”

Zhao Fan's eyes looked at her quietly, "Wishful thinking?"

"yes."

Seventeen's pair of smooth feet swayed, she lowered her head and said, "I have been trained to be a soul-eroding soul. My life and yin life have been over a thousand years. How can I be qualified to be liked? What's more, you are still a celestial master."

Suddenly, Zhao Fan stretched out his strong hands, one holding Qiqi's chin, and the other holding her hand, "These are all common sense. When did I say I care?"

"you……"

Shiqi looked at the man in his eyes, listened to the sound that fell into his ears, and felt the warm touch conveyed by his skin, and her heartstrings were instantly confused.

Then, she smiled with relief, "Thank you, but we can't be together."

"Why?"

Zhao Fan was puzzled.

"Just don't want to."

Shiqi burst into laughter as if heartless, but he wanted to hug the man immediately. However, Zhao Fan didn't care about those common people, but she... cared!

If a celestial master, an existence standing at the peak of the world, has a relationship with a ghost, even if no one dares to talk about gossip on the surface, the inner world will be filled with rumors.

Seventeen does not want the other party to have stains because of himself.

Zhao Fan withdrew his hands, shrugged and said, "I thought I understood you very much, but now I realize that I still don't understand."

"That's natural." Shiqi raised his hair and smiled, "I am a mysterious woman. With you, a pig's head, it is impossible to understand without tens of thousands of years of practice."

"cut."

Zhao Fan rolled his eyes and said, "It's okay, you can just follow me to be your personal maid anyway."

"So what? I don't know who serves whom." Shiqi raised his foot and kicked him in the lap.

Zhao Fan flashed and easily avoided it, "Don't make a fuss, if you kick it to something amazing, it's over. By the way, why don't we try the skull of God while we are now?"

"OK!"

Qi Qi nodded in anticipation and said, "If I can return to the world, then my only wish will be fulfilled except reunited with you."

"Well, stand and don't move."

Zhao Fan crossed his ten fingers and looked straight at her.

Seventeen stood in his original position with a straight body, with a very nervous expression.

As soon as Zhao Fan's pupils condensed, he hooked the body in the seclusion room below the young residence, and then activated the skull of the god.

now.

There were layers of crystal-like waves in the void around Zhao Fan, wrapping up his body and gradually covering the waiting Seventeen.

"Go back!"

Zhao Fan shouted softly, and then the crystal ripples began to rotate, and the range was quickly shrinking.

The 17, who was still standing, was pulled towards Zhao Fan inside by invisible force.

"Wow~~~!"
Chapter completed!