The meeting was probably what Helen and Qiuyu were feeling at the moment. After a chat, a palace maid came in with delicious wine and food for them to enjoy.

The wine radiated a mellow fragrance into the cup, which made Qiuyu salivate a little, but he was thinking about his master and asked quickly: "What a good wine, the barbecue is also good. Did you send it to my master?"

He glanced in his eyes and said coquettishly: "Don't worry, Miss Long is a distinguished guest. How dare we be negligent? We have already delivered it first. They are all carefully prepared food."

Qiu Yu smiled, "It's still the thoughtful sister."

"Of course, let's have this bar." Helen raised her glass and signaled.

The jade round tables in the bedroom are delicious. The specially brewed herb wine is green and looks more crystal clear when poured into a crystal cup. The barbecue is burnt on the outside and the tender aroma is savory. There are many seasonal fruits that are bright in color, which is so rich.

With the slight sound of horse hooves, the palace maids withdrew with tactfully. There were only two people left in the spacious bedroom. Qiu Yu had been living in the snake tribe as young as a year, and was always in tension. Now he seemed to be relaxing as if he was back home, so he joked and said, "Why, do you want to have a drink with me?"

Helen was also amused, and the wine in the glass almost spilled out, and she joked: "I'm afraid of you, but you have already drunk the wedding with Kuntisha?"

When talking about this, Qiu Yu felt a sigh in his heart. He remembered Kuntisha's unscrupulous way. Of course, he had not yet broken up on his wedding night, but he was full of warmth. Fortunately, the suffering finally passed.

After all, he was a little embarrassed, and he said embarrassedly: "That was all coerced..."

"I love to hear this sentence. That bitch Kuntisha is just cheating on you." A look of almost charming glance came over, and a smile appeared on his face like a silver plate. Helen cherished the great time she was alone with this son. Although she was not young, she was unmarried after all, with a girl-like mind and said meaningfully: "What about now?"

In terms of this, the two people of different races have a close relationship. When Qiu Yu had to take the divine water seeped out of the Tongtian Cauldron in the Jiming Space, she became a giant after alienation, defeating many powerful enemies and coming to the Centaur tribe, Helen not only did not dislike him at all, but instead married him, which means that they had long worshipped the world.

Although it was another Qiu Yu, extremely tall and powerful, the soul was ultimately this young man. Helen felt very pleasing to the eyes no matter how she looked at it, and her heart beats with it.

Feeling the almost affectionate gaze, Qiu Yu was also in a state of mind and responded with a smile, "I can't ask for it."

Just this sentence made Helen feel happy and said with a smile: "Then I will accompany you to the end." The jade arm, which was as tender as snow lotus, stretched over and took the initiative to hook Qiuyu's arm. It was so charming.

The touch was warm, soft and smooth, which made Qiu Yu feel the infinite tenderness. He drank with him and smiled at each other, and said nothing...

Half a month passed by, and the master and apprentice of Long Junyao and Qiu Yu left the Centaur Tribe and flew in the sky in the wilderness. The former was still in the figure of a silver dragon, and carried the latter.

Qiu Yu on the dragon ridge seemed to be closed and pondering, but was actually communicating with the Nine-tailed Heavenly Demon, "Sister Jiu, whose hands do you think the Buddha's edge fruit can fall into?"

There are many lush trees in the palace complex. Among them, the osmanthus tree is blooming, with many flowers emitting a faint fragrance. Xiaojiu's slim body stands on the branches of the big tree, just in line with the saying, "A person is more beautiful than a flower, and it's so beautiful."

With red lips, Xiaojiu said angrily: "I know how to ask, even if the mysterious old monk cultivated, he could not withstand the purple Qilin. If you want me to tell me, the Buddha's edge fruit must have been brought back to the spiritual realm by the purple Qilin."

"Spiritual Realm..." Qiu Yu was so excited that he thought about these two words silently.

As if he guessed what he was thinking, Xiaojiu frowned and said, "Boy, don't be whimsical. The spiritual realm is not in the Divine Mist Continent. You have to go there through countless difficulties and obstacles. I'm afraid you will lose your life on the way."

"Then I'm not afraid."

Xiaojiu snorted, "Is it useful? I understand your mood at this moment. It's uncomfortable to see that the master cannot restore his original appearance, right? But even if you reach the spiritual realm, the Buddha's edge fruit is a rare treasure. Will the purple Qilin give you? It's really a daydream."

Even if she said this, she could not dispel Qiu Yu's thoughts and responded in a deep voice, "It's up to man to do it. If you don't try it, how can you know if it's OK? I have decided to go to the spiritual realm now."

A look of shock appeared on his charming face, and Xiaojiu said in a lost voice: "You are so crazy. You are obviously useless, but you don't hit the wall and don't look back. If you suffer, you may lose your life."

However, what I got was Qiu Yu's reply, "Even if I lose my life, I will fight for it..."

In Xiaojiu's opinion, this boy was obviously whimsical, but he admired Qiu Yu's tenacity, and this was an indispensable condition for becoming a great man. She sighed, "Okay, you decide for yourself, and you can do it yourself."

Maybe I felt uncomfortable or got angry, and the little girl flew up, drew a graceful arc in the air, landed directly in the surging sea water, disappeared, and was still invisible.

At dusk, we were about to fly out of the wilderness. Long Junyao's huge figure stopped in the air, with a sad look in his eyes, and he lowered his voice: "There is no banquet in the world. It is very rare for us to have a fate of master and disciple. But when we are separated, let's part. Let's go back to Yan State."

Qiu Yu asked hurriedly, "Where will the master go? When will we get together again?"

Long Junyao sighed, "I'm going back to the Dragon Clan and devote myself to practicing. When you arrive at the realm of emptiness in ten years, let's meet again."

It was too long to be supported by a pole for ten years, so how could Qiu Yu stand it? His eyes turned sharply and he said sincerely: "I have a reluctant request from my disciple, and I also ask my master to agree."

Long Junyao is really becoming more and more patient with this apprentice. Unlike when he is in the realm of Wujian, he will scold Qiu Yu at any time, and he looks at him as a younger brother, "Tell me."

"I want to go to the spiritual realm, so I ask my master to accompany you. I wonder what you are thinking?"

Hearing this, Long Junyao was shocked, and even her long dragon body trembled, then shouted loudly: "What spiritual realm do you want to die? You are not allowed to go. Go back to Yan State to carry forward the Jingling Sect. You must not have any other ideas."

Qiu Yu respected his master but was not afraid, so he did not change his mind. He said in a deep voice: "Anyway, I have to find the Buddha's edge fruit no matter what, and at any cost. If the master does not accompany him, then I will go there myself."
Chapter completed!