Yunming City, the city under the jurisdiction of Yinglingsi, is not the center of the territory, but it is the most special city.

Here ordinary humans coexist with extraordinary people, technology and spiritual power coexist, mortals yearn for extraordinary people, and extraordinary people yearn for eternal life.

Countless extraordinary people gather here just to pursue stronger power.

"Is this your home?"

Far away from the city center and located on the edge of the city, Jiao Qianyu stood up at the entrance of a secluded courtyard and asked in surprise.

"Yes." Su Chi nodded naturally, with a little sadness in his eyes. After all, he hasn't been back for three years.

"Okay!" Jiao Qianyu clenched his fists.

"Why are you so excited?" Su Chi wondered, this is my home, not yours.

"I'm worried about squeezing a room with you." Jiao Qianyu pretended to be distressed, and he straightened his chest and blinked at Su Chi. "After all, my sister is so beautiful, what if the adolescent boy is impulsive?"

"Don't worry, even if I rush to the osmanthus tree in the yard, I won't rush to you." Su Chi, who had adapted to Jiao Qianyu's speaking style, lowered his head expressionlessly, glanced at Jiao Qianyu's small breasts that were also shrinking after his size became smaller, and made an extremely slight cold sound.

No one really likes flat-breasted loli, right? He is still a fake loli.

"You are questioning my charm!" Jiao Qianyu's breathing was instantly heavy, and he waved his pink fist at Su Chi. You looked at my fist as big as a sandbag and said it again! Believe it or not, I will become my original body in minutes and let you fall under my pomegranate skirt!

"Don't dare, don't dare..." Su Chi said perfunctorily, but had already taken out the key in his hand and opened the door that had been covered with dust for three years.

"Ahem!!"

The old breath came to his face with dust, which caught Su Chi off guard and coughed.

Looking into the eyes, three years have not made the courtyard too dilapidated, but it has accumulated fallen leaves and many weeds. The two osmanthus trees planted by Su Chi and his father in the courtyard were lush and lush, and they still looked vibrant, but it was not yet time to bloom.

In the center of the bluestone courtyard, there is a simple and elegant house with a strong oriental style. It looks like there is no damage from the outside, but the wooden corridor outside is filled with dust.

In an instant, countless memories that had been here surged into my mind, but before Su Chi could recall anything, he heard a "calling" beside him.

The flames rise and heat comes from your side.

"So many dead leaves, do you need me to burn them for you?" Jiao Qianyu's palm appeared in his fire, his eyes eager to try.

Dong--

Su Chi punched Jiao Qianyu's little head with a backhand.

"Then do you want to compete with stray cats for a bridge hole tonight?"

Jiao Qianyu regretfully withdrew the flames and set fires was one of her interests and hobbies, otherwise she would not have thought of burning Ying Lingsi in one go.

Su Chi glanced at the sky. It was just afternoon and it was still time.

"Don't try to run away, clean with me!"

Su Chi grabbed Jiao Qianyu who wanted to turn his head and leave, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to start a major cleaning.

"No, I'm a witch, why do I need to do a big cleaning here? Xia Ming knew that he would scold you for wasting talents." Jiao Qianyu was not happy.

"You can do it if you don't want to clean it, you can sleep on the street tonight." Su Chi said that he was very democratic and pointed to the street outside.

"Tsk, no wonder I don't have a girlfriend!" Jiao Qianyu curled his lips and rolled up his sleeves.

Whether it is teasing or teasing, it is just a manifestation of Jiao Qianyu's desire to get closer to Su Chi.

"The late clock of fate, the legendary extraordinary thing, is the creation of cause and effect and fate in the world." Jiao Qianyu's voice was a little misty, and his eyes were a little confused. "You who have fragments of the late clock of fate can actually influence or even change the fate of others."

"And we problematic witches have the most unfortunate fate..."

“Hu··Hu····”

There was no answer, or the only answer was the calm breathing sound.

Jiao Qianyu's expression froze. Looking back, Su Chi was actually lying in the corridor so tired that she fell asleep.

The afterglow of the sunset passed through the osmanthus tree in the courtyard, and the crushed light spread on Su Chi's handsome face.

Su Chi, who was asleep, no longer had the lazy smell of salted fish when she was awake, and was as quiet as a child.

The flames flashed through the courtyard, and a tall figure appeared beside Su Chi. Jiao Qianyu's beautiful and delicate face was no longer the strong and teasing look in the past, but a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Jiao Qianyu looked around and looked at him with guilt as if he was a thief. After finding that there was no one, he carefully placed Su Chi's head on his kneeling thigh.

"Well..." It seemed that I was moved while sleeping, but after Su Chi felt the warmth that made him feel at ease, his brows unfolded again.

Although osmanthus flowers have not bloomed in the courtyard in early summer, the existence of buds makes the scent of osmanthus flowers faintly appear in the clean and tidy courtyard.

Just like a pretty beauty looking back at the door, she was amazed when she first saw her, but she no longer saw her again.

The woman knelt down, and the two horns on her head, which were like an emperor's crown, were burning like a flame against the setting sun, but even the flames became gentle at this time.
Chapter completed!