Honghuang demolition team

Kong Xuan looked at the handsome young man beside him who couldn't take his eyes off even if he had a bad idea, ate the last hawthorn ball on the wooden stick, and then led the people towards the inn, "It's too late today! It's late, it doesn't matter if we go again tomorrow."

Ye Yang looked at the bright lights that had been lit not far away and the moon that was rising in the sky, and with some regrets, he pushed the matter of praying to tomorrow, and pulled the sleeves of their silly peacock and said, "Xiao Xuanxuan, it's so lively outside. , it’s okay to go to the inn later.”

With him following, do you still need to go to the inn early?

The largest inn in Yangzhou City was opened by them at the Hidden Sword Villa, and there was always a room for him. It was rare to get such a good time, and if you missed it, you don't know when you will be able to make up for it.

After the death of his master, he hasn't been to Yangzhou City at this time.

Kong Xuan stopped in his tracks and turned his head to meet a pair of bright eyes. In the end, he had no choice but to surrender. Their young master wanted to play but couldn't stop him from playing. Of course, he played with him.

There are lights everywhere in the city, huge lamp trees and lampposts can be seen everywhere, young women in costumes carry lanterns, and countless lovers appear in pairs on the street.

Carved BMWs fill the road with fragrance, the phoenix flute moves, the jade pot turns brightly, and fish and dragons dance all night.

Rows of lanterns on the moat flowed down the river. Apart from the players, there were more people from the original Yangzhou city beside the river. During the singing and dancing, Ye Yang looked back at their silly peacock and felt that he probably understood. The feeling of "suddenly looking back, the man is there, in a dimly lit place".

Against the background of the fireworks, the face of their silly peacock is even more beautiful than when they first saw it. Oh, yes, their silly peacock is not stupid at all outside, and even very cold.

It's fine for the young master to see the silly side alone, and forget it for others. This is the young master's private property, so don't show it!

Kong Xuan's eyes never moved away from him. Seeing their young master turned around, he just smiled and handed over a honey he just bought, "It's sweeter than sweet-scented osmanthus sugar."

"If the tooth breaks, I'll blame you at that time." Young Master Ye didn't reach out, and directly bit off the honey with his movements. The swollen cheek made Kong Xuan regain the feeling he had before.

They are not mortals, just a few candies, so naturally they will not eat their teeth badly. Before the young master's body grows up, he will unconsciously act like a baby when facing people close to him, but after he grows up, he pays attention to his image and does not behave like that again up.

Just the squeamishness shown in front of him, just looking at it made him feel like eating honey. The eyes of the tall and straight young man were full of tenderness. He touched his forehead lightly, and then fed him again contentedly. a candy.

"In broad daylight... Forget it, it's night now, so you can do whatever you want." Young Master Ye frowned, leaned forward to get back the intensified attack just now, and then walked towards the center of the city with a smile, "Here The line of sight is not good, let's get closer to see."

The smile in Kong Xuan's eyes was even bigger, he licked his lips that still smelled of honey, and he was obediently dragged by their young master to a place with more people.

This city full of lights is indeed shocking, but in his eyes, all of them are inferior to the person in front of him. If there is no young master of their family, these lanterns and fireworks will also lose their color.

Two days later it will be the real Shangyuan Festival, but the atmosphere in the city has been ignited early, and the streets are packed shoulder to shoulder. If Kong Xuan hadn't followed closely, the two of them would have been squeezed apart when they entered the crowd.

Ye Yang rarely celebrated this kind of festival with others before. When he was a child, he and Ye Fan would go out with their master to join in the fun, holding each other. of.

After passing the age of playing and playing, he doesn't have much desire to come out to play. Even if he wants to come out, he will arrange the viewing platform in advance. How can the disciples of their Hidden Sword Villa be so unglamorous now? thing?

It will always be their weapon press conference that will cause crowds of people to crowd, and there will never be a time when they themselves come to crowd.

It has been hundreds of years since Young Master Ye can remember, and he finally found a relationship to watch the fireworks together, and he finally found a corner to catch his breath and couldn't help but wrinkle his face.

This is not in line with the young master's style!

The young man in black with sword eyebrows and starry eyes looked at their young master's reaction and let out a low laugh. His voice was deep and magnetic, and when it rang in his ears, it brought a numb feeling, which was indescribably sexy.

The young master was invincible in fighting Tibetan swords back then, and no one dared to provoke him from the nearby sects. How could he be defeated by Qing Yuanyuan's voice, no, he had to be teased back.

Young Master Ye's aggressiveness came out at an inopportune time. He looked sideways at their silly peacock, and when he was about to speak, he closed his eyes in shock from the man's sudden movement.

Kong Xuan embraced the man in his arms, and flew up directly with his toes. The two embracing figures rose slowly under the constantly exploding fireworks. The stern-looking young man in black ignored the surrounding exclamations. He didn't put the person down until he landed on the roof.

The sky has completely darkened, and the stars are looming in the sky, only a full moon emits silver light, illuminating the city like daytime.

Ye Yang slowly opened his eyes, without any hindrance, the fireworks scattered in the distance were too beautiful to behold.

The two of them just stood on the roof like this, unable to raise any thoughts, just quietly watching the fiery trees and silver flowers in the city, obviously they didn't have a word of conversation, but the atmosphere was harmonious, and no one could get in.

The players below saw them on the roof, and realized how many perfect viewing places they had missed. Suddenly, the sky was full of streamers of various colors, and the roof was also full of gaudy heroes. Gentlemen.

Young Master Ye quickly watched it. He couldn't help laughing when he saw the players on the roof around him. Seeing that their silly peacock wanted to speak, he blocked his lips first, and then quickly pulled him away. People stepped on the ground.

Can these idiots easily get on the roof?

There is no curfew during the Shangyuan Festival, but it doesn't mean that you can be so presumptuous. The silly peacock doesn't know that light work is banned in the city, so why don't they know?

In a quarter of an hour at most, the guards in the city would come and arrest them all. The Lantern Festival was celebrated with the whole world, but the guards in the city not only did not rest, but also allocated three times more people than usual to maintain law and order.

It's hard work for these soldiers, when he goes back this time, he will definitely add three points to the condolences he gave to the nearby cities today.

The handsome young man in brocade clothes smiled happily, and brought their silly peacock all the way to the inn, and then whispered into his ear to explain the matter clearly.

Kong Xuan looked helplessly at the handsome young man who was silently starting to act badly, rubbed his head twice, and then let him go to open the room.

However, there are especially many people outside these days. Apart from the local people in Yangzhou, there are also many people who come to visit from other places. Even though this is the largest inn in Yangzhou City, there is only one room left.

Young Master Ye planned well before, but he forgot that this is not their Tang Dynasty, and the owner behind the inn does not belong to their Hidden Sword Villa.

And even if it is the inn opened by Cangjian, he can't find him in Cangjian Villa now, even if everyone can see that he is a disciple of Cangjian, he can't use it directly.

Those Tibetan sword players outside, although they don't know how to stay in an inn, but at first glance, they are indeed disciples of Tibetan swords.

The handsome young man inlaid with gold and jade, who looked very rich at first glance, was silent for a long time. He didn't come to his senses until the shopkeeper urged him to ask for an answer. There were still many people waiting for the room behind them. The only room left is gone.

Regardless of whether there are vacancies in the ordinary small shop outside, if you have money, let Young Master Ye, who has been pampered since childhood, live in a house that only costs a few pennies a day. I'm sorry, he can't bear the grievance.

When the shopkeeper wanted to pass him over to ask the next guest, Ye Yang put down an ingot of gold and took the last room. After asking the room number, he called Kong Xuan to go up with him without looking back.

The storekeeper looked suspiciously at the young people who went up one after the other, and asked the waiter who was a step behind to rush over to serve, and then smiled and told the customers behind that there were no vacant rooms in the store today.

He has been in this inn for so many years, and he still has this bit of vision. The disciple of Tibetan sword just now and the young man in black who followed him are obviously a couple. Why do you want two rooms?

Who in the entire Tang Dynasty didn't know that Cangjian Mountain Villa was rich, and they spent gold directly when they went out. No silver or copper plate was worthy of their status. If they didn't miss it, the jade pendant on the young master just now was enough to buy them Inn.

But money is money, in all these years in Yangzhou, he has never seen a few Tibetan sword disciples who are extravagant and wasteful.

Everyone knows that the Tibetan Sword Villa has only been established for a few decades, and its foundation is still shallow but its family education is very strict. Those who are qualified to go out as disciples of Tibetan Sword must be young heroes with both ability and political integrity.

It's obviously because of love that we still have to live separately. Could it be that something went wrong while watching the fireworks outside?

The shopkeeper shook his head and tried his calculations. He felt that the distance between himself and the young people was getting farther and farther. He thought how wonderful it would be to see the beautiful scenery of Yangzhou with Qingyuan when he was young. Why would he be awkward because of these things? ?

Upstairs, Young Master Ye, who had no idea what the shopkeeper was thinking about downstairs, sent Xiao Er away, opened the door and went in, and said indifferently, "There is only one room left, Young Master, please feel wronged and live with you." Together, you are not allowed to make any noise at night, or you will go out and sleep on the street, remember?"

Kong Xuan looked at the only big bed in the room, and then at the tips of their young master's ears that turned red unconsciously. He was about to step forward to say something, but was directly avoided by the tense young master Ye.

Although the entire Hidden Sword Villa knew about their relationship, under the secret arrangement of several villa owners, the courtyard where Kong Xuan lived was separated from him by more than half of the Hidden Sword Villa.

Young Master Ye who slept alone since he was a child, Young Master Ye who took the initiative to hug and hug outside, Young Master Ye who was not even afraid of being shot, when he slept in the same room with Qingyuan for the first time... Cowardly ...

No wonder!Could the young master be such a cowardly person?Is it because I am afraid that I will not be able to restrain myself at night and give their silly peacocks this and that? !

Young Master Ye quickly found a reason for himself in his heart, looked at their silly peacock and said ferociously, "Later you hit the floor!!!!"

Outside the room, the lights are still on, and the moon is still bright.

Hong Huang, 33 days away, in Zixiao Palace, a young man with a small face wiped away tears that didn't exist, and couldn't help shrinking back while looking at the black-clothed demon god who was sitting carelessly on the window sill.

If he is beaten or scolded but does not fight back, he is just a poor little man who has been abused by the family.

On the jade bed, the eyes of the cold silver-haired Taoist ancestor were full of helplessness. As long as these two people get together, they will never be quiet.

Any fraction of the age of the two of them can live longer than most creatures in the prehistoric world, but they are still like children. Should he be thankful that Xiao Tiandao likes to go out and play now that he has grown up?

Lord Daozu sighed silently, looked at the young man who was aggrieved and huddled in the corner but with a sly gleam in his eyes and said, "I tried to reverse my luck after I took you and Zhunti back, but I suppressed you."

"Turning luck? Who is it to steal from?" Xiao Tiandao raised his head and looked at Hongjun in disbelief. He didn't expect that the two bald men were not only plotting in private, but now they were putting this kind of thing on the bright side.

The luck of the six realms is divided by him personally. Even if the fairy world is the most and the Buddha world is the least, it is enough to support the luck of the first realm. If the two of them stop messing around, it is not impossible for them to prosper.

They also don't think about it, there are only two of them in the big Buddha world, but the fairy world has most of the great power in the prehistoric world. Even if they are divided according to the number, they can't divide the Buddha world, okay?

Compared with the original barren west, the Buddhist world is much better. They are so good, they are dissatisfied with what they have already allocated, and their two pairs of small eyes will stare at other people's things. Those two bald heads are really getting more and more annoying. People hate it.

Luo Hu turned his head and looked at Xiao Tiandao who had regained his vitality in the blink of an eye, with a smile on his face that he didn't even notice, "The two guys said, this seat has been suppressed by the Taoist ancestor since the war between the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn clans." Dao and demons cannot co-exist, one of them must disappear, and demonic beings are not eligible to occupy a realm."

"Where do they have the face to say this?" Xiao Tiandao jumped off the bed as soon as he patted the bed, and had a clearer understanding of the shamelessness of the two bald men.

Dao and demons can't coexist?Open their little eyes wide to see what is the relationship between Taoist ancestor and Mozu ancestor in Zixiao Palace, okay? !

If he robbed directly in the name of Buddhism, he could still look up to those two guys. The two guys who betrayed Taoism talked about Taoism in a different way. Did Hongjun talk? Bababa blind?

Luo Hu stretched his waist. In the leisurely atmosphere, the figure against the light carried a bit of murderous intent, "So we are going to change the name of the Buddhist world. What do you think of the underworld?"

The distribution of saints is uneven. Except for Hongjun, there are six saints in the six worlds, three in the fairy world, one in the demon world and the human world, and none in the witch race. They have two saints in the Buddhist world. Very good.

Of course, whether these two saints can compare with the twelve ancestor witches and the four emperors of the heaven is another matter.

Kong Xuan is right, the monster race and the human race have souls that need to be reincarnated, and the witch race only cultivates the body, so they are at a disadvantage in this regard, so they simply sent an ancestor witch to sit in the underworld, and guide Zhunti to establish the Western religion in Lingshan. Bliss, with the underworld, these things can be done.

Xiao Tiandao squeezed his chin, turned his head to look at the silver-haired Taoist who was meditating on the jade bed, "Have you already discussed it?"

Hongjun nodded, the spiritual energy in the room slowly gathered, and the small illusion was showing the current situation in the underworld.

Time flows differently in different worlds. When Tiandao went out to play for a while, many years have passed here. What they finished in a few sentences actually took tens of hundreds of years to complete.

The young man in Taoist robes waved his hand to disperse the illusion, climbed back to the bed and said, "Don't show me, it's not that someone is unreliable in his work, it's enough for the two of us to know."

Xiao Tiandao clenched his fists seriously, how unreliable Luo Hu's affairs are, and it's a big deal to set aside a demon world for him to toss about. What if the Buddha world also steps into the footsteps of the demon world?

It's true that Jieyin Zhunti should be cleaned up, but it's not good to accidentally hurt the flowers and plants in the Buddhist world. There are so many Western believers, so we can't blame them.

Hey, what a magnanimous god he is.

Luo Hu narrowed his eyes, clicked his tongue and didn't say anything, just turned over and jumped outside from the window sill.

Although it is not very pleasant, what this kid said is indeed true, he is used to doing whatever he wants, if Hongjun hadn't stopped him, he would have killed himself in the chaos.

Before Xiao Tiandao finished speaking, the person he was talking about jumped out of the window. He was so frightened that he ran over to have a look, "Father, didn't he run away because of me?"

"It's okay, come back." Hongjun pinched the center of his brows, he really lost his temper for the boy who called his father whenever he had something to do.

Xiao Tiandao came down with some uncertainty, sat on the couch and asked again with a small face, "Is it really all right? He doesn't even stay on his favorite window sill."

"It's okay." Daozu's expression remained unchanged, he got up and changed the topic, "It has been more than four hundred years since Ye Yang left, and Emperor Jun Taiyi can't wait any longer. When are you going to let them come back?"

"Has it been that long?" Xiao Tiandao was taken aback for a moment. He had never had a concept of time, and thought that the worlds were no different. You must know that he only played games there for a few days and wandered in the deep mountains and old forests for a few days. Then I just went to the zoo to bully Onishi for a while.

Hongjun looked at the surprise in the young man's eyes that didn't seem fake, he had already guessed that such a response would be, and after sighing, he said, "If possible, let them come back as soon as possible."

After all, Ye Yang is now a three-legged Golden Crow. The 20 years when Yuanshen was away is not worth mentioning to them. If he stays in the other world for too long, if they disturb their world line and anger the way of heaven over there Not good.

Yuan Feng also came here several times to inquire about Kong Xuan, the longer the delay, the more inappropriate, it has been so long, Ye Yang's injury should have healed.

Xiao Tiandao responded in a hurry, closed his eyes and wanted to send a letter to their family Ji Zaier to make them ready, but went to the next world to search around, the whole Tang Dynasty was filtered, and only found in the hidden sword villa The little Golden Crows who were delicious, drinking and having fun, Ye Yang and Kong Xuan who had just met had completely disappeared.

what's the situation? !

How can you lose someone? !

Why did these two living beings disappear in the blink of an eye? !

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Hong Xiaomeng (horrified): Where's my kid? !