My buddy is crazy

While calculating, I drilled into the deep mountains and old forests, and after a few back and forth, I finally escaped the pursuit of others.I found a secluded forest, tied Ayu's belt to him, and prepared to chop down trees to build a small building, and see what to do next.

As soon as I put my hand on the tree trunk, Ayu said, "What are you going to do?"

When he had black pupils, he looked like a fairy, and these five words came out with awe-inspiring righteousness, as if I was about to do something outrageous.I looked around, not understanding why he was so full of bitterness and hatred, and coaxed him: "Yulang, even if you take the ground as the seat of love, but there are inevitably wild beasts in this forest, if you wake up after sleeping I'm missing a nose and an ear, how can I please Yulang?"

These words are lingering and reasonable, and I am quite proud of saying them.Who knew that as soon as my words fell, Ah Yu's eyes turned red.Isn't it just a tree, what about my Taoist partner?Could it be that he is actually a tree elf, and he really doesn't like me killing his kindred?

Ayu scattered the black mist again, where the black mist spread, the trees withered and turned into dust, and there was an open space without a blade of grass in the surroundings.I also met him when he first scattered the black mist. At this time, I couldn't help but point my fingertips into the thin black mist all over my body.

I looked at him, and he opened his mouth: "We..."

He was afraid that what he said was not what he meant, so he said no, but he was still thinking about the magic palace that he didn't get.I took up his words: "...if you find out clearly, go and rob the Demon Palace."

Left and right he wouldn't tell me why I was obsessed with the magic palace, so I simply stopped talking and covered myself in my own log cabin.Ayu's eyes were red with black mist, as if he was going to come up and destroy my building at any time.Ayu didn't do such a stupid thing as me covering him while dismantling him.He didn't speak, but I felt uncomfortable when I was quiet, with an unreasonable tone on my lips and teeth, I didn't expect to make this ancestor unhappy again.

He got close and didn't say anything, just stared at me with a straight face, if I didn't know that he was protecting my Taoist companion with his life, I would have been a little apprehensive.

"Yulang doesn't like my weird tune?" I laughed, "Don't look like you've been tortured, I'll shut up if you say it."

He paused, but said, "I want to hear what you sing clearly."

I just hummed casually, with no words, no composition, and no tune. It's funny that he insists on being serious in everything. I felt narrowed in my heart and teased him: "Put the black fog away, you stand still, I'll give it to you." You sing well."

Ask him to move away from the half-built house and stand still.While cutting wood to fix the beams of the house, I opened my mouth to shame him: "Your eyes are delicate, the spring water is half full, and the meaning is far away; the face is delicate, and the white jade is so beautiful; the hands are delicate, and my heart wants to escape when I touch it; the body is so delicate, And to the court..."

"You are not allowed to sing."

The words and sentences I made up now are really Meng Lang. In fact, I never thought of hooking his eyes, kissing his face, holding his hand, or even...fucking his body in broad daylight and without a roof.I didn't expect to provoke such a big reaction from him.The black mist overflowed and took shape in his hand, condensed a big knife, and he carried the general to attack.

If you want to fight, you can fight, you have already ascended once, how can you be afraid of fighting?Hitting is kissing and scolding is love, he can't hurt me by left and right, and I have no intention of hurting him. Maybe he can behave normally when he is beaten and satisfied. Say a few more words.Maybe we were just too busy fighting to have sex before?

I tore the branch casually, and was about to wait for him to come to me, grab him into my arms and tease him before starting the scene, when Ayu turned sideways and took a few steps from my side. After a while, take down a leaf and there will be no shadow.

"He finally sang it to me," Ayu raised his big knife and was about to cut at a shadow in the bushes, "Why do you..."

My delicate and tender Yulang, who can blow his face in a gust of wind, is actually a jealous husband who yells and kills without saying a word, and refuses to let go of even a child.

"Wait a minute," the person in the bushes appeared, and that little guy was Qingyang.The river east of the river is going to flood the river east temple, there is no need for it, I want to stop Ayu repeatedly, "stop, stop, that's me..."

I opened my mouth, and Qingyang, who raised his hand to receive the move, also looked at me.Qingyang has been ascending for a long time, and his body is obviously stronger. Thinking that it is better to hurt Qingyang than Ayu, I want to pass my words to Qingyang again.

I was lacking in spiritual knowledge, and my mind was in a mess. The "Taoist" who should have said it didn't hold down the "disciple", but in the end he turned a corner abruptly.

"...that's my son!"

These two people are obviously the sufferers who are going to kill them when they come forward. After hearing me let out a stern roar, they all retreated, and one of them spit out a mouthful of blood.

Ayu stabbed the knife into the ground, and slipped a few steps back against the strength.

The boy in black looks like I just killed his whole family: "You and Dai Zhilin have a son?"

I quickly shook my head and waved my hands, and introduced to Qingyang: "...the Taoist companion I dreamed of since I was a child."

Qingyang spat a mouthful of blood foam on the ground, and wanted to make an expression on his face, but he couldn't seem to find a suitable one, and his small face became hideous.To be able to vomit blood is to be alive and well, I don't care about him anymore, I just look at Ayu.Ayu's expression was as steady as ever, he must have doubts, after all, he didn't say a word, just looked at me with red eyes.

I coughed: "Qingyang is the apprentice I... have dreamed of since I was a child."

Qingyang spat blood on the ground again, this time the sound was louder.I'm sure, he's not trying to adjust his breath to recuperate, or he's just trying to spit on me.Qingyang hugged his chest and wiped off the blood on his lips. Looking at him, I thought of Ayu, and hurried over to wipe my silly Yulang's mouth.

As if just spitting at me was not enough, Qingyang said, "Don't you still want to say that behind you is the magic palace that you dreamed of when you were a child?"

Why not only Ayu, but even Qingyang mentioned the magic palace to me?My mind turned, and I had a glimmer of understanding.The one who has an attachment to the Demon Palace, could it be me before the ascension?