Chapter 119 Phoenix Drunk

When Huang was speechless, he turned around and left.

"Where are you going, Cheng Huang?"

Cheng Huang waved his hand without even turning back, "I'll wait for you outside the fairy pond."

Shang Youqing then sat back down with peace of mind, and the ripples of spiritual power brought the two dragon scales into his palm.

Covered with wet mist beads, it seeps into every fingertip.

Shang Youqing played with it for a while, then put it back into his sleeve, got up from the rock and waded into the water.

"Don't come down."

Ying Cixue's cold voice came from the bottom of the fairy pond.

Shang Youqing paused, completely ignoring the advice, and said, "I want it."

As a result, as soon as he took a step forward, he stepped on empty air and almost fell into the bottomless fairy pond. However, he was dragged back to the edge of the pond in time by the cold and soft scales. Shang Youqing barely held on to the stone and sat down.

But she mischievously stepped on the tip of the dragon's tail and deliberately crushed it with the sole of her foot, and asked curiously: "Ying Shixue, have you grown a lot bigger?"

"…Pull your feet back."

Shang Youqing said "No" and stretched out his other foot, stepping alternately with his toes on the tip of the dragon's tail, which seemed to be two or three meters long. As he stepped on it, he asked, "You won't be back to health tomorrow, will you?"

The cold and calm voice beneath the Immortal Pond seemed to pause for a moment, "Not so fast."

"Did you just snort?"

"No."

"I heard it," Shang Youqing said without hesitation, "Did you enjoy being stepped on by me?"

“…”

After a few seconds of silence, the dragon's tail under the toes suddenly withdrew.

It can be clearly seen from the water surface that a burst of turbulent water splashes up and quickly sinks towards the center of the fairy pond.

Shang Youqing slowly wiped the water droplets from his lips and said, "I really should have asked Cheng Huang to come over and take a look. You are the one who is angry and embarrassed now, aren't you?"

However, no matter what she said afterwards to try to anger the dragon under the water, the surface of the fairy pond remained as calm as before, without any ripples.

Shang Youqing was not angry. He waited until it was almost time before slowly getting up from the pool.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to leave a sentence.

"Just bear with it. As long as you don't tell me where the child is, I will come here every day to humiliate you in different ways."

After emerging from the Immortal Pond barrier, Shang Youqing spotted Cheng Huang, who was looking up at the sky at the barrier's entrance. He walked over and imitated him, "Cheng Huang, what are you looking at?"

Cheng Huang said expressionlessly: "Meditation."

"Oh, you know, Ying Shixue's dragon tail seems to have grown to two or three meters long. Is this recovery speed normal?"

Cheng Huang "tsk", and "tsk".

"Did he tell you his tail was two or three meters long?"

Shang Youqing: "No, I stepped on the dragon's tail for a long time and measured it roughly."

Cheng Huang was so ashamed that his ears were bleeding!

The mind that had been purified by meditation for half a day was shattered in a second. He turned around and glared at her, "Little Phoenix, I don't know, and I don't really want to know such details!"

"You're going to ask me that yourself."

Cheng Huang's glare at her wasn't enough, he turned back and glared at the Immortal Pond, "That Ying Shixue is also sick. He plucked out dragon scales for you to play with and made you step on his dragon tail for a long time. Does he still have the demeanor of a king?"

On the way back, Cheng Huang kept cursing and it took Shang Youqing stroking his head to comfort him for a long time before he finally calmed down.

After returning to the temple courtyard, Shang Youqing immediately handed the two dragon scales he brought back to the priest. The priest took them reluctantly, and then crushed them into medicinal powder, and took them to the pharmacy to boil with the herbs prepared in advance.

Shang Youqing leaned against the window and looked in eagerly, wanting to go in to see if there was anything he could do to help.

The priest who was standing in the pharmacy with his back to her said gently, "Xiaoqing, don't make trouble." Shang Youqing immediately walked away obediently and had to go to the front hall of the temple to pretend to help Cheng Huang organize the scriptures.

Cheng Huang stood in front of the hall, adjusting the prayer wheels, his eyes fixed straight ahead. "What do you want to ask?"

"I always feel like the priest is still mad at me."

"Not only is the priest angry, Cheng Huang is also angry."

Shang Youqing rubbed his animal ears and said, "Cheng Huangguai."

Cheng Huang instinctively purred from being rubbed, and quickly put down the things in his hands and scolded the little phoenix: "...You have no respect for your age, let go!"

Then he said to her seriously, "Don't you think about it? You were so badly injured because of him before, it's a good thing the priest didn't take advantage of the situation and kill him. If he hadn't known that he gave you the divine bone, the priest would never have been so kind as to leave him on the Kunlun Snow Mountain."

"But don't be fooled by the fact that the priest seems to be silent on the surface. He still has a soft spot for you. Haven't you seen that he has been busy in the pharmacy since early morning? Isn't it all for Ying Shixue's quick recovery so that you can feel at ease sooner?"

Cheng Huang shook his head and sighed as he spoke, "In the final analysis, the priest is just too pampered with you, little phoenix. But well, it's understandable."

Shang Youqing blinked: "What's extenuating?"

Cheng Huang paused, turned around, and looked at her seriously and formally. He couldn't help but rub the little phoenix's head. "Don't say that the priest only has a little phoenix like you. You are also a little phoenix that Cheng Huang watched hatch from its shell. If I don't spoil you, who else should I spoil?"

Shang Youqing's face was filled with satisfaction. "Wait until I bring back two phoenix chicks for you to play with!"

Cheng Huang pricked up his animal ears and asked, "Did Ying Shixue tell you the whereabouts of your child?"

"Not yet, but I will soon break through his psychological defenses!"

Shang Youqing did what he said. In the next few days, Shang Youqing went to Tianchi every day and found various ways to humiliate Ying Shixue.

But Ying Sixue remained unmoved. Except for the time when she tried to go into the water, he would swim to her feet, step on her, and drag her back to the shore. He never even emerged from the water once.

Shang Youqing felt that this was not going to work.

At night, I lay on the head of the bed, and as usual, I took out the dragon scales given by the old man Changyi to check the latest situation of the two cubs. Looking at the cute appearance of the cubs lying in their respective nests after completing their training tasks in the water, as I looked at them, longing surged in my heart.

She rubbed her sleeves, slipped into the kitchen and secretly took out a pot of Cheng Huang's treasured peach blossom wine. She drank half of it silently, but still couldn't get rid of the cold at all.

So, in the middle of the night, I carried a wine jug and went to the fairy pond.

The fairy pond in the middle of the night is shrouded in a misty blue cold glow.

Shang Youqing did not come to cause trouble for a dragon as she did in the past. She just sat with legs crossed under the fairy pond tree, drinking wine quietly. She drank for a while, looked at the cub for a while, and unknowingly drank up most of the peach blossom wine in the wine pot.

He tilted his head back and opened his mouth to pour out the last bit of wine. The wine jug fell crookedly on the side of his sleeve. Shang Youqing was also drunkenly closing his eyelashes, leaning against a tree, mumbling something in confusion, and fell asleep.

In a daze, the body leaning against the tree seemed to be slowly embraced by something.

Shang Youqing was sleeping drunkenly between the snow-white and cold dragon's tail. He was not sleeping very soundly and was having some small dreams over and over again.

I don’t know what I was dreaming about, but I suddenly hugged the tail in front of me with grievance, and said in a drunken voice: “I hate you.”

Juan held her dragon tail motionless.

Shang Youqing buried his face in the tail again, biting the thin, cold dragon scales that had just undergone metamorphosis on it, sometimes lightly and sometimes heavily. As he bit, he suddenly curled his fingers and then stopped moving.

"woke up?"

Ying Cixue's voice came very close to her and asked.

Shang Youqing's hands softened as she pushed the dragon's tail that was wrapped around her. Still dazed from the alcohol, she said, "Why am I... here?"

"Little Phoenix."

Shang Youqing agreed obediently, "Yes, Phoenix, it is me."

"Show me your tail feathers."

"Tail feathers...tail feathers." Shang Youqing repeated it twice in confusion, then shook his head and said in a low voice, "The tail feathers are broken, it doesn't look good anymore."

"It should be healed now."

"Yeah……"

The little phoenix lowered its head doubtfully, and a flurry of messy feathers fluttered down, finally transforming its tail feathers behind it.

However, before she could figure it out, the tail feather fell into the heart of the snow-white dragon claw.

Just as Ying Shixue said, the tail feathers have been completely healed with the attachment of the divine bone.

But Shang Youqing continued to blink slowly, his fingers pressing tightly against the side of the dragon's tail. Suddenly, tears fell from his eyes, "You lied to me."

At this moment, Ying Shixue fully understood what kind of nightmare Shang Youqing had had.

Because it has not yet fully recovered to its original dragon size, before that, in order to avoid the sun's burns on its fragile dragon scales, Yingshixue rarely swims to the surface of the fairy pond.

Even in the dead of night, at most I would just dip shallowly in the water to get some air.

But on this night, Ying Shixue came to the tree on the bank of the fairy pond and held the little phoenix, who was hugging his tail and crying, until dawn.

He completely embraced the little phoenix between his dragon tail and never let go from beginning to end.

So when Shang You woke up, she suddenly found herself entangled in the dragon's tail, and she was also... holding it tightly.

Even her sleeves were torn into pieces, especially the fabric around her waist, which had several obvious claw marks, and her own feathers were scattered around.

Shang Youqing's mind went blank for a second, and he pushed the dragon wrapped around him, "Should I wipe the snow?"

The dragon claw against his waist rubbed slowly, "Hmm."

Then, the dragon's tail slowly retreated from his body.

Seeing that the culprit was about to retreat back into the depths of the fairy pool, Shang Youqing immediately grabbed the tip of his tail, feeling extremely ashamed and angry.

"Are you sick? How am I going to explain to the priest when I get back after tearing my clothes like this?"