Fairy King's Handbook

Meng Zhen was holding the little bird dumpling in his hand, seeing it jumping up and down in his palm without stopping for a moment, it was really funny.When Zhu Yan talked about Qingyu, she couldn't keep her mouth shut at all, and she kept listing all kinds of "heinous" things about Qingyu.

Meng Zhen planned to pour some water for it to drink, but the next moment, Zhu Yan stopped abruptly, her body was stiff and as quiet as a chicken.

"I have to go!" Zhu Yan reacted, jumped out of Meng Zhen's palm in a panic, flapped her wings, and rushed to the window lattice.But it was reluctant to part with Meng Zhen, and dared not speak any more. Standing on the window sill, it couldn't help but turn its head. The fat ball-like body was really funny. Meng Zhen curled the corners of his lips, and said silently, "Goodbye."

Zhu Yan was completely relieved, and rushed out in a hurry.

As soon as Yanshan's restraint was moved, every person and bird felt it immediately.Zhu Yan was afraid that Yan Chongming would know that it had spoken, so she ran away quickly without caring about anything else.

Meng Zhen also felt it, but he was a little nervous now, and this nervousness was accompanied by secret joy.He sat in the room for a moment, opened the door and walked out of the attic.

In the vast expanse of snow-capped mountains, three figures appeared from far to near in an instant.

"Master!" Shen Li, who was dressed in snow and snow, saw the person standing at the door from afar, and rushed forward with his spiritual power.

Meng Zhen hugged Shen Li, who looked worried and anxious, and the uneasiness in his heart finally settled down.Shen Li is now safe and sound, and was brought back by Yan Chongming together with Liu Liu.

Shen Li has been worried all the time these days. He and Zhenhun Liu were imprisoned in the Tiangong. Although no one made it difficult for them, they just couldn't get out. A few days ago, the combination of the two finally broke through the restriction of Chaoyang Palace, and they did not expect to escape. What I saw was such an eye-opening scene, the Heavenly Emperor united with all the immortals to besiege the master.

"Master, it's all my disciples who harmed you." Shen Li was full of guilt, hugging Meng Zhen and not letting go.

Meng Zhen patted him on the shoulder, "Xiao Li is safe, I feel at ease for the teacher."

Soul-suppressing Willow who came after him had a calm expression, but he finally saw Master's reassurance in his eyes.He has always been restrained, standing aside obediently.But apparently Yan Chongming couldn't bear Shen Li's hold on to Meng Zhen.

Shen Li was about to grab his master and tell him what had happened these days, when his shoulder hurt, and a strong force tore him away and threw him onto the soul-hunting willow standing beside him.

"Senior brother Shen Li." Zhenhun Liu put no expression on his face, and stretched out his arms to embrace Shen Li who was about to fall.

Shen Li was about to get angry when he turned his head and Yan Shanjun had grabbed his master and disappeared.He sighed deeply: "This is really gluey..."

The corner of Zhenhunliu's mouth twitched, and then Shen Li grabbed him, "Junior Brother, follow me closely. This Yanshan Mountain is huge, I'll show you around."

In the bedroom on the second floor, Yan Chongming closed the door with his backhand and set a restriction. Before Meng Zhendu could react, he was pressed against the door by Yan Chongming, and eager and passionate kisses flooded in. In the narrow space, there was a low voice in his ears gasp.

Meng Zhen's mouth was numb from the kiss, and he wanted to stretch out his hand to push, but Yan Chongming grabbed him and pressed him to his side.Although he accepted Yan Chongming's kiss honestly, he always felt inexplicable shame in his heart.

His two apprentices are outside, although they probably know what happened in Tiangong a few days ago.But now that two people are kissing here, there is always something hidden and unspeakable psychologically.

Yan Chongming seemed to see his embarrassment, and planned to let him go, but his face was blushing, nervous and ashamed, and his hands slowly moved down to caress his lower back, and then twisted gently .

Meng Zhen couldn't hold back his cry, and was immediately kissed by Yan Chongming.He couldn't believe it and stared at the man in front of him who suddenly made a move, this...this is no different from a disciple!

"Say! Did you miss me?" Yan Chongming's hand was still hovering on his lower back.

Meng Zhen wanted to retreat, but he was tightly locked up within a square inch. Yan Chongming didn't intend to let him go at all, he insisted on telling him, he was really rascal and persistent.

Meng Zhen had no choice but to take advantage of Yan Chongming's relaxation, and said repeatedly: "I've thought about it, ah~"

Meng Zhen was trembling all over, his legs and feet were weak, just now, Yan Chongming moved back a little and let go of his mouth, but he kissed his ear, the unprecedented sensitivity and numbness hit him, he couldn't control it at all, and yelled Just cover your mouth.

Yan Chongming also seemed a little surprised. He didn't expect such a strong reaction after kissing his ears, but he was overwhelmed by the huge surprise, and he was going to kiss again.

But before the kiss, a burst of spiritual power suddenly struck, Yan Chongming was thrown to the ground by surprise, Meng Zhen immediately broke free from the restraint and ran to the window and opened it, away from him.

"Brother Yun..." Yan Chongming didn't look embarrassed at all, stood up leisurely, and walked over with a smile.

"Don't come here!" Meng Zhen was so annoyed that the cold wind outside the window couldn't blow away the restlessness in his heart.

Totally changed!This is no longer the Yan Zhongming he knew!

Yan Chongming stood behind Meng Zhen, as if he had discovered some treasure, his eyes were fixed on his ears.

The white skin there is now all dyed with a light powder, spreading all the way to the neck, and the snow-white lapel has occasional strands of hair blown away by the wind. Against the haze in the ear corridor, it is like a period of light smoke and flowing water. On the beautiful rouge color.

He was fascinated by watching, but Meng Zhen was stiff all over, and his ears were getting redder and redder.

Meng Zhen was still holding the red Misty Rain Conch in his hand, he couldn't stand the weird atmosphere, so he turned around and handed the Misty Rain Conch to Yan Chongming.

Unexpectedly, after Yan Chongming took it, he asked him meaningfully, "Have you finished reading it?"

Meng Zhen nodded honestly, "Yes."

On the contrary, Yan Chongming, who wanted to keep teasing him, didn't know what to say for a while.He glanced at the blue misty rain conch on Meng Zhen's waist, Meng Zhen immediately noticed it, walked a few steps as if nothing had happened, and turned sideways to face him.

From Jizhiyuan's three thousand memories, Meng Zhen didn't want him to know.

After a pause, Yan Chongming got down to business, "All the immortals who rushed to the human world to investigate the disappearance of souls in the Nether Prison have disappeared. Xuanyin originally planned to go to the West Sea, but he didn't know where he went on the way..."

Yan Chongming looked solemn, this matter was really strange, and Long Yu also disappeared.The underworld is in chaos, Xuanyin has gone out and never returned, and now Feng is only supported by a few maidservants.Thinking of Xihai, he frowned even more. After a while, he said to Meng Zhen, "You..."

But when the words came to my lips, I felt unspeakable.

Meng Zhen looked up at him, a little surprised that there was something else, Yan Chongming was so hesitant.

Yan Chongming looked at Meng Zhen, and finally told him, "Three days ago, Mrs. Rancho passed away. Her last wish before she died was to scatter her ashes in the West Sea. The king of Jersey will take care of all the funeral affairs."

"Yes, yes." The voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

But those star-like eyes suddenly dimmed, there was no unacceptable grief, and there was no trace of the incident, he just stood there in a daze, like the loneliest tree in the world, without any traces. Where I came from, I can't find my way back.

Yan Chongming hugged him and remained silent.

"In my whole life, I have never seen what my mother looks like." Meng Zhen's voice was in a trance, and he pushed Yan Chongming away and walked out.

"I go with you."

Beyond the Yanshan Mountain, night fell.

The distant mountains and lakes, west of Zeshui, are as quiet and silent as thousands of years ago.

In the daytime, the glazed building is still shining under the night, with a cold moon shining brightly, and two figures facing each other.

Meng Zhen lit a river lantern and put it into the water, knelt on the bank and quietly watched the river lantern drift away.

"When she was young, she didn't want to see me; later, I went back to Xihai with no face. There are three siblings, and Qianyu and I have nowhere to go, but fortunately, Qianya is still here."

Meng Zhen knelt there, surrounded by the sea breeze, blowing away the hair on his shoulders, his eyes were blank, and he muttered to himself: "In this life, she could be at ease, but because of my birth, she never went out in those years. I lost all hope of living. At that time, I fought with people every day, but I knew in my heart that the person she didn't want to see was me..."

"Meng Zhen, it's not your fault." Listening to those sad voices, Yan Chongming's heart was filled with deep pain.

Meng Zhen suddenly looked at Yan Chongming carefully, "Yan Shanjun, a person like me has few relatives and no good fortune. I have sinned deeply in the past, and I may be selfish and ruthless in the future. But I still have extravagant hopes and want to catch some Reliable stuff."

Yan Chongming held his hand very cautiously, "I'm more reliable than anything else, you must hurry up."

In the distance, the turbulent waves beat the shore, and the night wind is gentle nearby.The West Sea under the starlight, white crystal and glazed sand are like a dream.Two people embrace each other on the shore, the tide rises and falls.

In the depths of the palace, Qian Qiyu had just returned from the human world when she noticed that the western outer barrier seemed to be passive.Now the human world is filled with mourning, resentful souls are escaping, and the Lord of Fengdu is nowhere to be seen. He just saw Qianyun in Tiangong a few days ago, but it was too late to recognize each other. In the end, something like that happened...

There are many missing immortals in the heavens, and everyone knows that the demons are making a comeback, and the old things are on the table, and Qianyun is the first to bear the brunt.But fortunately there is Lord Yanshan, Qianyun is temporarily in Yanshan, so he should be safe and sound.

On the quiet palace road, if there is a seemingly invisible purple aura drifting away, when Qian Qiyu notices it, that trace of aura suddenly escapes outside the palace.

Qian Qiyu summoned Mo Lijian and chased after him, leaving the city in the blink of an eye, the purple air went to the top of Nanshan Mountain, and there was the holy place of the royal family of Xihai, Changsheng Tianchi.

3000 years ago, the Changsheng Tianchi was destroyed, and countless people from the demon clan trampled on the ancestral mausoleum. Hundreds of years later, Qian Qiyu called the people of the royal family to work together to use the West Sea King Curse as a sacrifice to sacrifice the bones of the ancestors. Pick up little by little, and recreate a Tianchi of longevity.

Qian Qiyu came against the wind and was just about to go to the top of the mountain when she happened to meet Yan Chongming and Meng Zhen who were on the shore.

"Brother Yun!" Qian Qiyu couldn't believe it, Qian Yun came to Xihai, and he didn't care about the purple aura before, and hurried to Meng Zhen.

"Jersey Wang Shenyan." Seeing Qian Qiyu holding a long sword, Meng Zhen understood.

Just now when he and Yan Chongming were here, suddenly there was an unusual aura coming from far and near, rushing out from Wangcheng, all the way south, heading straight to the top of the mountain.

Qian Qiyu heard him call King Jersey several times, and deliberately alienated him.But he is obviously Qianyun, although I don't know what he has experienced, his appearance has changed and he is no longer a boy, but Brother Yun is still alive, this is indeed a joy that he dare not expect.

"Brother Yun, I'm not some kind of Jersey king, I'm your brother, Xihai will always be your home." Qian Qiyu put away her sword, and emphasized very simply, that stubborn tone, as if time went back 3000 years ago, The boy who insisted on asking Qianyun to call him "brother Saitama".

See you again many years later, the hardships and sufferings of those teenagers have quietly passed away in the ruthless years.Now Qian Qiyu is the orthodox royal family of Xihai, and there is no longer a trace of royal blood in his body, the last bit of blood has long since disappeared.

"He's not your Brother Yun!" Yan Chongming said indifferently, and pulled Meng Zhen over.

Qian Qiyu wanted to say more, Yan Chongming blocked Qianyun behind him with a cold face, Qian Qiyu was there in the battle in front of the Tiangong Lingxiao Hall, so naturally he heard Yan Chongming's "favorite person" words from the bottom of my heart.

Is it so affectionate?

The author has something to say:

Just got out of the romance pile

Emotionally, I don’t know if I can be too natural~