Hearing this, Chongyun fell into inner thought: "Is my pure Yang body also a gift from someone?"

Ka Lilu: "This body is about to dissipate... Finch!"

Old Finch looked at her.

"We still have to leave."

"It's the knife again."

"She can't maintain her body shape anymore, there's nothing we can do."

Carlilu: "I have never regretted meeting you, nor have I regretted talking to you that night. Not even for a moment in this long time."

Old Finch: "So am I?"

Carlilu: "Unlike the stories passed down by people, I didn't give you that kiss that night. This is a gift of vows and love, and I'll give it to you now."

"Wow!"

"Here it comes!"

"Cover the eyes of minors quickly."

[Jin: Klee is not allowed to watch]

[Klee: Eh? ]

[Yaoyao: Why can't I watch it]

[Zaoyou: Zaoyou can watch it]

In the live story, Ying immediately blocked Paimon and Diona, and told them to close their eyes politely.

Old Finch and Kalilu kissed each other.

"Ahhh——"

"The barrage was full of girls' screams."

After the screen turned to Ying and the others for a while, Kalilu had disappeared.

Old Finch: "Okay, okay, she's gone."

Paimon and the others opened their eyes: "Eh? Kalilu, we didn't have time to say goodbye."

Old Finch: "Don't worry, she's not far away at all. Just like she said, she's with Qingquan... She's around us, in our dreams."

Let Grandpa Finch continue to stay here quietly, and let him quietly recall this sweet scene.

Ying and the others quietly left and returned to the venue.

Met Wendy: "Oh? You're back! You look better than before~"

Wendy: "Master Hu is one step ahead, he's already talking about a collection of poems."

"Poetry collection?"

"Haha."

"Wuqing, right?"

Wendy: "Just waiting for the free-style poetry manuscript today. In her words, this is a one-stop service."

Xingqiu also ran over: "Where have you been? I've been waiting for so long!"

Wendy: "You must have been out of inspiration, so you went out to collect folk songs urgently? Maybe you just happened to hear some good poems on the way?"

Paimon crossed his hands: "Singing for money! Did you start..."

Ahem, Ying coughed and interrupted Paimon's words.

Paimon is also an old actor, and he immediately changed the subject: "You wanted to treat us to a good meal from the beginning!"

"Hahaha."

"Hahaha."

"Little Paimon immediately changed the subject to food."

Ying also nodded.

Wendy: "Huh? Is there such a thing? Well, since the traveler said so, it seems that this timeI can't escape from the treat."

Wendy: "Then can I trouble Diona to mix us two cups of delicious drinks?"

Diona: "Hmph! Wishful thinking. I would never agree to it under normal circumstances, but I'm in a good mood today."

How could Xingqiu not see anything with his intelligence: "Huh? So where did you go? What's the matter with this tacit atmosphere?"

Chongyun: "Illusion, illusion, it must be your illusion."

Mika: "Yes, we just went to a distant place to collect folk songs."

Everyone kept the secret as agreed.

Xingqiu: "Chongyun, why don't you tell me what happened secretly? I remembered a piece of information about a haunted house that you must be interested in!"

Xingqiu: "I dare say that even your pure yang body may not work this time! ”

[Xiangling: Xingqiu is trying to trick Chongyun again]

[Chongyun: I always keep my promises]

[Xingqiu: How can you say that?]

Chongyun: “Thank you for your kindness, but you won’t have to do that this time. I’m beginning to think that having this Pure Yang might not be such a bad thing.”

“Hahaha.”

“Young Master Chongyun has also understood.”

Xingqiu: “Huh? What’s going on? Sure enough, something must have happened!”

Seeing Xingqiu’s expression, the comments were all laughing.

Post-story Easter eggs

“Easter eggs?”

“Are there some sequels?” (To read the exciting novels, go to Flylu Novels!)

At night in Qingquan Town, walking to the spring, you can almost hear happy singing.

“Wow. ”

“Is that Kalilu singing?”

“This voice.”

On the other side, in Liyue Harbor, Hu Tao found her boss Ji Fang.

Ji Fang: “Aren’t you going to publish a book?”

Hu Tao: “Yes.”

Ji Fang: “Where’s the book?”

Hu Tao: “It will be there when the poem comes.”

Ji Fang: “Where’s the poem?”

Hu Tao: “The poem is on the way.”

Ji Fang: “No, Master Hu, how can I talk business with you when your poem hasn’t come yet?”

“Hahaha.”

“Hahaha.”

“Master, this business acumen.”[]

Hu Tao: “I’m here to talk to you about it first.” ”

Ji Fang: "I have to read the content before deciding whether to sell it or not, and how to sell it, right?"

Hu Tao: "Oh my, just the few sentences I showed you just now are enough to support the sales of this book!"

Ji Fang was shocked: "Just relying on--20 pounds of forest pigs?"

"Hahaha."

"Master Hu, you are going to make me laugh to death."

Hu Tao: "And the one who opened a meal underground! The knowledgeable Zhongli Keqing said it was a good poem! Isn't this a publicity?"

Ji Fang scratched his head: "Master, we are all small businesses. If the cost is paid but no one buys, it is my money that is lost."

Hu Tao: "Don't worry, I guarantee you that this collection of poems will be so stunning when it is printed!"

Hu Tao: "Look, I heard some ghosts crying on the way here! If you don't believe me, I'll call them to you to listen to it?"

Ji Fang immediately waved her hand: "Forget it."

In the Tongque Temple on the other side, there was another poem placed there.

After thousands of years of ups and downs, I have never grown old.

The fire in my heart has not been extinguished, and it is difficult to give up my kindness.

When I see the mountains, I miss their height; when I see the water, I miss its seclusion.

I met you again under Nan Ke, and I am lucky to know that you are still true.

Outside, you can see Xiao's figure leaving.

"Wow, a poem written by Xiao Bao."

"Xiao Bao also listened to my advice and tried to write, right, Jie?"

"It's well written."

The second live story of this issue ends.

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