Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Chapter 538: Floating Dreams and Leisure

“You can press here again.”

"Touch it, don't worry..."

"If it encounters some extreme situations, or if its power is exhausted, it will lose its effect."

……

Countless flying boats slowly floated at the end of the sky.

Sand and wind swept across the sky and earth, and the distant sky seemed a little dark and gloomy.

Cultivators sat and discussed in groups of three or four, while people kept coming and going on various flying boats, or traveling back and forth between the Nan Ding Territory and the Dong Ren Territory.

But in this secret realm, on the bed of a certain flying boat's sleeping hall, something seemed completely out of place in this world—

Zhao Qing's long hair was not tied up, but Qinghuan helped him to tidy up his clothes and robe. He leaned comfortably against the head of the bed and watched with a smile.

And the little slave who always knelt beside the bed was enjoying a rare moment of intimacy with his master without anyone interrupting him...

At this moment, she was curled up slightly in the man's arms, holding a cold object in her hand, and her slender fingers slid and touched it from time to time...

It was a rectangular toy, the back of which seemed to be made of glazed gold, while the front was covered with ever-changing brightly colored paintings, which were several times more exquisite than all the paintings in the Yujing Realm.

The faint light from the mobile phone reflected into the depths of Qinghuan's phoenix eyes, leaving behind an imperceptible and strange scene.

But at this moment, Gu Qinghuan was like a little child.

She was clearly being held in her master's arms, and they were clearly staring at the screen together... but she would glance sideways from time to time, and exchange a gentle smile with her master.

It was as if he was taking the opportunity to observe, wanting to see whether the owner was gazing at the toy with him, or was secretly observing his eyebrows...

Qing Huan's slender finger paused slightly, and she once again glanced at her master. She smiled softly and asked, "This kind of drawing should be prohibited in some way, right?"

"It's just that it can't connect to the internet. After Senior Sister Bian left, this item also lost its ability to communicate."

While Zhao Qing explained with a smile, he was also observing the slight changes in Qinghuan's eyes, and felt full of comfort and enjoyment.

I even have the warm feeling of snuggling in bed with my girlfriend and playing with my phone.

It’s a pity that Sister Zhang’s mobile phone is running out of battery. She usually turns it off and puts it in the storage ring. If she wants to charge it, she can only go back to Shouyun Mountain.

Soon, soothing music echoed in the bedroom, but outside the window was filled with wind and sand... Two completely different worlds intertwined here.

Qinghuan opened the very conspicuous camera icon, and then tentatively found the photo album.

It is not difficult.

The pictures that come into view are not unfamiliar.

The scene is on the fairy boat with the blood-stained robe, with beautiful sunset glow in the distant sky and curling clouds nearby.

At the end of the railing of the main hall of the palace, three people stood side by side and looked into the distance - only their silhouettes were left in this photo.

The gentle and handsome man standing between the two women was obviously Zhao Qing.

The lazy and cold profile of the white-haired fairy seemed a little indifferent, but the slender hands hanging under her cloud-like clothes were tightly clasped with Zhao Qing's.

Gu Qinghuan's long black sleeves danced lightly in the wind as she quietly stayed beside her master, but she didn't look far away. Her gentle gaze, captured by the light and shadow... lingered on the corner of her master's eyes.

In the reflection of the setting sun, the beautiful picture is frozen with indescribable tranquility and peace.

……

Qing Huan naturally recalled it instantly, and said to herself softly with a smile, "It was the scene when we first arrived in Zhongzhou. It was already late autumn then."

"Well...it was taken by Shuyue." Zhao Qing responded with a smile, and raised his hand to press Qinghuan's slightly curled legs so that she could be more comfortable in his arms.

It was just an unintentional action, but it made Qinghuan's eyes instantly filled with love. She subconsciously pursed her lips, and then slid her slender fingers across the screen.

But the picture only shook slightly, as if it had touched a barrier, and did not switch...

Zhao Qing just found it funny and pinched Qinghuan's earlobe with a doting look.

"I accidentally pressed the edit button, so I'll exit first..."

As he spoke, he took the phone and easily solved Qinghuan's dilemma.

Qing Huan's smiling eyes showed a hint of thought, and like a pitiful child lying on his father's shoulder to be pampered, he asked softly with a smile: "Am I stupid?"

"Extremely intelligent."

Zhao Qing praised his girlfriend generously, his doting expression evident in his words.

Qinghuan is not stupid at all.

After all, teaching Qinghuan to use a mobile phone is much more difficult than teaching an elderly person to use a smartphone. First of all, simplified Chinese is a barrier, not to mention all the new and novel features...

Qinghuan's brows relaxed slightly and the corners of her lips curled up at this moment, and she was obviously very satisfied.

She nestled in her master's arms and continued scrolling the screen: "From this perspective, Ning'er's appearance is truly unparalleled..."

In front of me is the same group photo on the jade boat.

Shuyue's bright eyes curved into crescents, and she was held between Xiaoyi and Ningmei. These were some memories left by the three of them facing the camera.

They were near the jade steps of the flying boat, taking in the floating clouds, sunset glow, the beautiful buildings, and Zhao Qingqing and Si He as their backdrop...

Xiaoyi's expression was slightly gentle, her dark eyebrows and pretty eyes were extremely beautiful, and her red gauze dress fluttered in the evening breeze.

Ning Mei didn't smile much, and her scattered hair slightly concealed her delicate profile. Her ethereal and quiet temperament was even out of tune with the whole photo...

Obviously, Ningmei knows her temperament and beauty best, and can fully control them and show them perfectly at the right time.

When it comes to taking photos and producing pictures, I can only say... Shuyue Xiaoyi still needs to learn a lot from Ningmei.

At this moment, Zhao Qing subconsciously rubbed Qinghuan's little ears, and looked a little absent-minded for a moment.

These things didn't seem like much at the time, but now when I see them again, they seem like a lifetime ago.

It was as if their family were originally from the Xiahuang Realm, and they had specially traveled out to take pictures... leaving behind a few ancient-style group photos.

……

Qinghuan's gaze lingered for a moment, and then her slender fingers slid subconsciously.

...These are daily photos of Shou Yunshan’s home.

Most of them are of Si He’s cute and lively girlish appearance, and there is also the figure of Shu Yue Ningmei.

There is the leisure and cuisine beside the waterfall and jade pond, the illuminated moon platform under the starry night, the lazily leaning white tiger, the fleeting scenery of the countryside of Runiu County, the towering Siyou City standing in the distance, and... a woman in a wedding dress sitting quietly in the bedroom.

But the only one missing was Gu Qinghuan. After all, Qinghuan stayed with his master every day and rarely hung out with Ningmei.

"Your wedding banquet was a bit hasty."

Zhao Qing's gaze lingered on Xiaoyi's red veil for a moment, and he chuckled and sighed softly.

At that time, Qinghuan's body had just recovered, and he was about to set off for the underworld... Those years were far less relaxed and peaceful than the present ones.

Qing Huan's phoenix eyes trembled slightly, and she pursed her crimson lips and whispered to herself softly, "Sharing the same bed in life and the same grave in death, this slave and my mistress never felt anything was missing."

Zhao Qing chuckled and shook his head without comment: "If there is a chance to go to the Xiahuang Realm... the wedding dress is called a wedding gown."

Speaking of the Xiahuang Realm, Qinghuan's eyes showed a hint of anticipation, but the unconcealable sense of strangeness made her uneasy.

The soft melody kept echoing in my ears.

She was lost in thought for a moment, as if she was trying hard to study and accept.

When the slender finger swipes across the screen again.

What appeared was a completely different world - dead silent and desolate from before.

Amidst the thunder and rain, raging waves surged in the desperate waters of the ridge.

The picture is a little distorted and blurry, like a scene in a dream.

The woman's wet hair fell tightly against her shoulders, and her beautiful face was covered with traces of rain... This was the last memory of Zhao Qing and Zhang Jinyi.

Although the photos are blurry, the two people are very close.

There was a hug in the middle of a thunderstorm, and the senior sister took a one-handed selfie with her chin resting on the man's shoulder. There was a hint of teasing in her smile, and the buttons on her jacket had a strange luster.

There was a moment where two people were clinging to each other tightly, frozen in time, with the sky and earth filled with deadly cracks becoming the background.

The only difference is that the senior sister has delicate leather buttons around her slender waist, while Zhao Qing is wearing a looser blue silk shirt... It's like the intersection of two worlds.

Qinghuan's phoenix eyes were smiling as she nestled in her master's arms, admiring him very leisurely, without any surprise at all.

"Senior Sister Jinyi really wants to be closer to the Master..."

Zhao Qing chuckled and nodded in agreement.

But it's just some speculation.

The main reason is that Sister Zhang is too Westernized and has long since broken away from traditional concepts of marriage and love. A little physical contact doesn't even count in the Xiahuang Realm...

He held Qinghuan's shoulders tightly, took the phone and they continued to look through it.

Next is a photo of the senior sister and Si He.

At the foot of Ziyang Slope, the morning glow is beautiful, and the mountains, rivers and earth are full of spring. Si He is wearing a flawless cloud dress, while her senior sister is wearing a work jacket.

At first glance, the beauty and coldness of the two people are intertwined, and there is even a strange beauty of time and space distortion.

There is also a photo of senior sister Whale Mother running to her home.

The senior sister held a glass of pink peach blossom wine in her hand, while the white-haired girl lowered her head to read a book, sipping steaming deer milk...

Whale Mother was playing with her aunt's handwriting with a smile, while the senior sister was leaning comfortably on the bed with her beautiful bare feet, and her cloud-smoke skirt looked a little messy.

Further ahead——

In the Wanxiang Gate of Liguo, a photo of senior sister and Qingying was taken. The mottled small room was a little dim.

In the boundless desert, the photo of senior sister and whale lady is taken, and the sky is filled with sand and dust, which is desolate and vast.

……

Zhao Qing stared out the window absentmindedly. Li Wushuang's flying boat was floating past him. This secret realm was also filled with wind and sand, but it was different from the desert in the photo.

I had examined my own sea of ​​consciousness before, and now looking at the traces left by my senior sister, I felt that there was only confusion in the dream... This is the power of time.

Zhao Qing suddenly understood something.

Zhang Jinyi gave her cell phone to herself...

It is more like leaving behind a unique beacon, a beacon that is incompatible with the entire Yujing world. Whether it is a mobile phone, a fleet, or the Longyuan trial... they are all traces of the existence of the Blood Robe Five Elements.

now.

Qinghuan's mind moved slightly, a hint of cleverness flashed in her phoenix eyes, and she turned on the camera as if possessed.

But the image on the screen doesn't look perfect at all.

Seeing Qing Huan's awkward posture as she kept trying to find the right angle, Zhao Qing couldn't help but look strange. With a doting smile in his eyes, he helped Qing Huan up, and the two adjusted their positions together...

The truth is so absurd and bizarre.

Zhang Jinyi would never have thought that Zhao Qing would actually use her phone to take selfies with Qinghuan in a secret place somewhere in Tianxiang City.

The Five Heavenly Fragrance Walkers were even more unpredictable. When the situation in Tianxiang City was at its most tense, the Blood-Robed Walkers were hiding on the flying boat playing with their phone...

But Zhao Qing obviously didn't care about that at the moment.

Ningmei is the Fairy Tianxiang, but he is not. My aunt and Shuyue are discussing with Ye Xi and others over there, so he just happened to be taking a break with Qinghuan.

If there was something serious going on, he would have been woken up. The fact that he could sleep until he woke up naturally meant that the situation wasn't too serious.

At this moment in the bedroom, Zhao Qing gently embraced Qing Huan, and the two looked at each other with smiles...

The side button of the mobile phone held up to the side was also pressed, and as the shutter flashed, the warm light and shadow were frozen in an instant.

I have to say, there was indeed a sense of confusion in the studio.

The noses of the man and woman in the photo are touching, and the smiling eyes recorded in the profile seem to be filled with deep affection.

Qing Huan took the phone and examined it carefully, her gentle and trembling phoenix eyes full of concern.