Fairy King's Handbook

The palace wall of the sea of ​​clouds is full of flowers all the way.

Meng Zhen lost his mind and wandered aimlessly.

"Meng Zhen?"

Suddenly someone stopped him, with uncertain hesitation in his voice.

Meng Zhen heard the sound and looked, only to see a person standing in the shadow of the tree under the palace wall in front of him.The man looked young and his face was like a jade crown.A shark gauze feather coat is complicated and layered, and a nine-tailed fish totem is embroidered with silver thread on the clothes. The shimmering light flickers, faintly exuding the aristocratic temperament of an ancient family.

Seeing that man, Meng Zhen's expression moved slightly, and he stopped.He said indifferently, "King of Jersey."

This person was the Qian Qiyu whom Meng Zhen came to Tiangong with Yan Chongming some time ago and met by chance, the current King of Jersey in Xihai.

Seeing Meng Zhen stop, Qian Qiyu was even more sure of what she was thinking, "You are not the younger brother of Lord Yanshan."

Meng Zhen was puzzled for a moment, but instead recalled that Yan Chongming had introduced himself to Qian Qiyu as his younger brother last time.It's just that Yan Chongming has only one younger brother, Long Yu, and no one knows about it.

Meng Zhen remained silent.

Unexpectedly, Qian Qiyu suddenly took a step forward, and said in a low voice: "The young master of Mengpozhuang has a beloved apprentice who has lived in the underworld of ghosts and gods for 14 years. Then, before that, who were you?"

Qian Qiyu stared straight at Meng Zhen with sharp eyes.Meng Zhen looked indifferent from the beginning to the end, he looked at Qian Qiyu, and asked, "What does King Jersey mean?"

After a long while, Qian Qiyu smiled and said: "This king is just curious. No one in the Three Realms can find your past whereabouts. Doesn't even Yanshan Jun know?"

"The king of Jersey really thinks highly of me, please check." Meng Zhen said calmly.

"It was done by accident, but now I am more and more curious. The owner of the young village is hiding something, or have you heard of the abyss of the extreme?"

Unexpectedly, Qian Qiyu took a step forward, and suddenly made a move. Meng Zhen was caught by him, and before he could react, a burst of spiritual power struck, and the clothes on his chest were torn apart.

Meng Zhen was so angry that he was about to fight back, when suddenly a stronger spiritual force passed him and directly slapped Qian Qiyu.

"presumptuous!"

Sen Leng's voice sounded behind him, and Meng Zhen immediately turned to look.

Cloud shadow and sky light, Yan Chongming put on his black clothes and came to him in an instant.

"Yan Shanjun..." Meng Zhen suddenly saw Yan Chongming, and he was a little bit at a loss.

Yan Chongming's face was cold, and he covered Meng Zhen's torn clothes. Meng Zhen was a little uncomfortable, and wanted to back away a little, but Yan Chongming grabbed his wrist with such force that he felt pain.

"Yanshan Jun, I'm just competing with Master Meng Shao."

Qian Qiyu suppressed the dull pain in his heart, just now Yan Chongming's sullen palm, he was caught off guard, took it abruptly, and almost couldn't stand up.

But Qian Qiyu was a little disappointed, he had just made a move, but an incredible idea suddenly occurred to him, so he forgot about his identity, and rashly tore off Meng Zhen's clothes.It's just that the skin on the chest is smooth and clean, without any old scars.

"He's not someone you can touch!"

Yan Chongming stared at Qian Qiyu and warned coldly.That voice was so cold that Qian Qiyu even shuddered.

Yan Chongming's complexion was not good, and he dragged Meng Zhen all the way to Chaoyang Palace.

It was still the same as last time, but this time it was not tied up, but it was almost the same, Yan Chongming's hands were tighter than the ropes, and they were wrapped around his wrists.

"Don't go see Qian Qiyu next time!" Yan Chongming warned in a deep voice.

"En." Meng Zhen nodded repeatedly.

He only agreed, and when he reacted, Meng Zhen explained in a low voice: "I just met by chance..."

"That's not allowed either!"

"..."

Originally, he hoped to see Yan Chongming when he came to Tiangong this time, but he didn't know what to say.Unexpectedly, Yan Chongming didn't say a word, just looked at Meng Zhen.

They looked at each other silently, and the atmosphere was delicate.

Suddenly, Yan Chongming reached out and touched the corner of Meng Zhen's mouth, and Meng Zhen immediately froze there and was about to back away.

Yan Chongming stretched out his hand in front of Meng Zhen, "What did you eat?"

It was only now that Meng Zhen saw that there was a trace of water on the fingertips. The juice from the red fruit he ate earlier made him blush.Who would have thought that Yan Chongming actually put his juice-soaked finger into his mouth and licked it, "It's very sweet."

Ahhhh, Meng Zhen feels like his whole body is smoking, there must be something wrong!His face was flushed, and his heart was beating wildly.As a result, Yan Chongming took a step closer, and his tone was extremely calm, even a little doubtful: "I thought you could taste the taste? Where do you want to go?"

Meng Zhen, who was still in a panic, seemed to be punched by someone, and immediately woke up.But when he saw Yan Chongming's playful gaze, he suddenly became annoyed. Not only was he annoyed at his wild thinking, but he was even more angry that Yan Chongming was teasing him like this. It's not the soup made by Huo Lingyuan!"

Meng Zhen also felt that these words were sour, but, but he just felt a little bit disappointed!Yan Chongming was born noble, with unparalleled conduct, and has always been indifferent and alienated.But some time ago, Meng Zhen seemed to know him again. They went through hardships together, got along with each other tacitly, and were almost inseparable.Now...he felt a little empty for a while.

After hearing this, Yan Chongming looked at Meng Zhen with meaningful eyes: "What have you heard?"

In fact, as soon as the words came out, Meng Zhen spurned himself in his heart. He listened to people's corners and didn't say anything, but even brought them up to talk about things. This is not what a gentleman does at all.So, just keep silent.

Yan Chongming suddenly approached him and said with a smile, "Aren't you curious? Shall I tell you?"

Meng Zhen suddenly raised his head, took a step back, and repeatedly refused: "No! I'm not curious, and I don't want to know! Don't tell me!"

Yan Chongming sighed, and softly said to Meng Zhen, "I'll tell you later."

Meng Zhen thought in his heart, don't!After a while I don't want to know either.

The Chaoyang Palace was open and quiet, but Meng Zhen felt a little bored, he might as well stay in the Ghost Abyss.But the next moment, he was stunned by what Yan Chongming did.

Obviously before outside, he still looked like a stranger, and his voice was cold and indifferent.But now he actually came to Meng Zhen's side little by little, grabbed Meng Zhen's arm and shook it, praying and aggrieved: "Meng Zhen, I want to eat grilled fish."

"What... What grilled fish..." Meng Zhen was a little too late to react, and he was sure that the tall and tall man beside him was Yan Chongming.

"That's when you roasted by Yinmeng Lake." Yan Chongming looked yearning, and shook Meng Zhen's arm again.

"No! That's Shen Li's fish! He found two missing last time." Meng Zhen quickly refused, and immediately remembered Shen Li's nagging appearance when he found out that the fish were missing.

Yan Chongming narrowed his eyes slightly, then took Meng Zhen's arm again, and whispered: "But I want to eat..."

Meng Zhen was also a little helpless, he had long since discovered that Yan Chongming was completely different from him in private, especially when he was with him.Not only does he love to laugh and tease himself, but he is always very close.

This kind of getting along made Meng Zhen feel relaxed, and gradually forgot the cautious timidity in his heart.He liked this kind of intimacy, and couldn't help but think, it would be great if it could always be like this.

Meng Zhen promised him: "How about we go to the world, where there are many fish."

"it is good."

April smoked wind, clear water and river bank.

"Yan Tiger...the fish are scared away..." Can you stop making trouble.Meng Zhen straightened up and saw a fish in front of him scared away by the stone thrown by Yan Chongming.

"I'm just reminding you, there's a fish there." Yan Chongming sat on the bank, holding a stone in his hand, and looked innocently at Meng Zhen who was standing in the water.

Meng Zhen felt that he was a little stupid. If he used some spiritual power casually, he could easily catch these fish.But when he came here with Yan Chongming just now, seeing the clear river in front of him, he felt more relaxed than ever, and couldn't help but jump into the river to catch fish except his shoes and socks.

But now, he can be sure that Yan Chongming is making trouble!

There was another "plop", Yan Chongming threw a stone in front of him, and water splashed everywhere.Yan Chongming stared at the drenched Meng Zhen, but said insincerely: "Look, there, there is one."

Meng Zhen stood in the water calmly, letting Yan Chongming pretend to throw stones in front of him.Then he approached quietly, and suddenly pulled Yan Chongming on the bank into the water.

"Catch it yourself. If you can't catch it, don't eat it." Meng Zhen stepped ashore, looked at Yan Chongming in the water, and said with a smile, "You are not allowed to use spiritual power."

Yan Chongming was drenched all over, standing in the water still had his charm, but then he took off his outer robe, threw it to Meng Zhen on the shore, and smiled: "It's a good look."

"Who cares?" Meng Zhen was a little annoyed when he looked at Yan Chongming's exceptionally perfect body line after taking off his coat.Although he doesn't want to admit it, Yan Chongming is perfect in every way, his face is nothing but his figure is still so good.

Yan Chongming smiled in his eyes, looked at Meng Zhen meaningfully, and said, "I mean, I want you to watch how I catch fish, and where do you want to go? Sex embryo!"

His immediate answer was a splash of water with a "plop".

Meng Zhen was so angry that he simply spread Yan Chongming's robe under his body. He sat on the bank, grabbed a handful of stones, and when he saw a fish coming, he immediately threw them down.

Yan Chongming was not in a hurry, but Meng Zhen was getting more and more uncomfortable.

Sitting on the shore, he saw that Yan Chongming's unlined clothes were soaked in water and stuck to his body, showing a perfect and strong body line. His bent waist was strong and thin, like a bow ready to go.When he stood up, he was tall and long, full of strength, and he even had a glimpse of something he shouldn't have seen, which was quite impressive...

Yan Chongming always said that he was a pervert, but Meng Zhen never denied it.But now he is a little uncertain, maybe he is really lustful...Meng Zhen was a little flustered, and quickly looked away.

At this moment, Yan Chongming caught two fish. Meng Zhen's first reaction was not to look at the fish, but handed Yan Chongming's robe to him: "Put on the clothes quickly!"

"Oh? I'm not cold." Yan Chongming leaned towards Meng Zhen with his whole body wet.

"You're not cold, I'm cold!" Meng Zhen came casually, a little annoyed, and threw the robe in his hand on Yan Chongming.

As a result, Yan Chongming put down the fish and came to touch Meng Zhen's hand, "It's really cold." Then he had to put the clothes on for Meng Zhen.

Meng Zhen broke free from the hand held by Yan Chongming, stepped back several steps, and said angrily: "Can you stop approaching me like a naked one!"

Seeing Meng Zhen's evasive look, Yan Chongming's eyes flashed slyly, as if he had finally achieved his goal.Then he looked innocent again, approached Meng Zhen, and said in a teasing voice, "Are you shy when you see a man's body?"

"Who... who is shy? Who is rare!" Meng Zhen's ears were red, and he denied it loudly.But there was a trace of grievance in his panicked eyes.

Yan Chongming stopped teasing him, used his spiritual power to steam the clothes, and forced Meng Zhen to put on the outer robe in his hand, "Since you're not shy, put on the clothes, don't catch a cold."

Meng Zhen couldn't evade it, so he simply hid a little farther away, and found an open space to build a firewood pile.He was out of his mind, and for a while he felt that Yan Chongming was getting thicker and thicker, and for a while he felt that his mind was impure.

Fortunately, Yan Chongming stopped joking and concentrated on handling the freshly caught fish.

Same as last time, Meng Zhen has all kinds of spices in his storage bag.He couldn't taste or smell it, but the fish was just right.

Yan Chongming took one, tore off a boneless piece of fish, blew it, and brought it to Meng Zhen's mouth.

Meng Zhen is now almost used to this kind of intimacy from time to time, he took a bite, and then deliberately said: "Ah, it's so salty."

"Really? Can you taste it?" Yan Chongming put down the fish in his hand, approached Meng Zhen, stared at his mouth, his voice urgent.

The joy and tension in Yan Chongming's eyes were obvious, Meng Zhen couldn't bear it immediately, and said honestly: "No."

There was a moment of silence.Meng Zhen didn't know what Yan Chongming was thinking, so he couldn't help but say to him: "The throat will get better, it has nothing to do with the medicine, it's my cause and effect."

"It has something to do with the sword spirit. Whether it is about the safety of the common people, or my own lack. I will find the soul-shattering sword spirit."

Meng Zhen looked solemn, and frowned when talking about Sword Spirit.Yan Chongming shook his palms, and never spoke again.He glanced at the blue Misty Rain Snail on Meng Zhen's waist, and almost wanted to pick it off.The memory of 3000 years from the abyss of extremes is there, the pain of being born from death and the pain of bones blooming are also there, and the suffering of darkness and blood and tears are all there.

That misty rain snail was an unbearable lightness in his life.