little demon

The tree spirit and the flower demon really lived as a couple of gods for a few days. His mouth was itchy, and he told the story of the little demons to the flower demon with embellishment.

The flower demon didn't think he was wordy, she listened patiently, her eyelids twitched when she heard that Fu He was learning from the girls in the brothel, and then she heard that the little snake went to Yihong Courtyard and looked at the tree spirit thoughtfully.

The tree spirit was talking excitedly: "The women in Yihong Courtyard are different from ordinary people. They are proficient in the art of charm, and they are all very attractive. Every scholar is weak when he enters."

The flower demon raised her eyes and said, "Have you seen it before?"

The Dryad touched his nose: "Not yet."

He had planned to go down the mountain in the early years. Who would have thought that a thunder would come down and disrupt everything.

After all, I still have to blame the tattered immortal, it was not good to cross the catastrophe, and ran away from them to be struck by lightning.

After thinking about it, the dryad's expression darkened, and he sat down angrily, not in the mood to continue telling the story.

The flower demon looked at his expression, thought for a few times, and suddenly understood something, turned around, the red dress turned into a colorful dress, and threw a water sleeve straight at the tree spirit.

"Officer, you..."

It's a pity that he just opened his mouth, when a shock came from the sky, overwhelming his voice.

The flower demon immediately froze. He had heard thunder several times, but the sound made him tremble instinctively, as if what happened 500 years ago was happening again.

While he froze, the dryad was already attacking the case.

"This time, which rags-to-riches fairy has crossed the tribulation and crossed to Yaoshan!"

He was holding back his resentment, so he immediately rolled up his sleeves and walked out. Unexpectedly, when he opened the door, a little fox rolled towards the flower demon's feet.

Fu He had no time to worry about his image, clutching the flower demon's trousers, looking at the tree spirit, tears were about to come out.

"What, what should I do, my little monk seems to be about to ascend."

Dryad: "..."

The flower demon recovered slightly: "Who?"

Fu Heshen was afraid that they might not hear clearly, so he shouted at the top of his voice, "My little monk has caught the thunder."

The tree spirit has always known that the monk Fu He brought up is extraordinary, but he never imagined that others who practiced for a hundred years may not be able to achieve Taoism and become immortal. He is a monk who has broken the lust ring, and he is about to ascend to the ascension at a young age. ?

For such a rare event, the dryad can only think of one reason: Yaoshan Fengshui is good.

Seeing that they didn't speak, Fu He became even more anxious: "Does it mean that if you survive the sky thunder, you must ascend. I don't want him to ascend."

The tree spirit asked, "What does your monk mean?"

Fu He replied without thinking: "He is no longer an abbot, how could he become an immortal."

The flower demon has calmed down now, and said to him: "He is not a cultivator, but he can go to heaven, but what did he realize?"

Fu He shook his head: "No, he eats, drinks and sleeps with me every day, and reads too few books. He just said, 'I have not solved it for a thousand years, why do I want to live', then sighed, 'There is nothing I want', and then thundered gone."

Hearing this, the flower demon reached out and touched his forehead: "Stupid fox."

If it was normal, Fu He would definitely show his teeth and claws, and now he doesn't care about that much, just looking at the two of them expectantly.

"I don't want to succeed in crossing the calamity and become an immortal, nor do I want to fail in crossing the calamity and turn into a corpse," the tree spirit wondered, "then I can only find a way to block the thunder for him."

Fu He said without hesitation: "I will block for him."

The tree spirit said helplessly: "With your cultivation base, you can block one thunder at most, it's useless, I'm the one..."

"I'll come." The flower demon said suddenly.

The tree spirit looked at him in surprise: "You don't understand the horror of Tianlei, besides, you shouldn't come here because of emotion and reason."

The flower demon smiled and said: "I know the horror of Tianlei better than anyone else, besides, I owe you a kindness, Yu Li, my cultivation level is higher than that of you who suffered a serious injury. Could it be that you didn't take me away?" As a member of Yaoshan, do you think that I, a foreign monster, am not qualified to help you?"

"How come," the Dryad explained clumsily, "I..."

"That's good," the flower demon interrupted him, "There's no time."

The sound of thunder was closer, and all the little monsters in Yaoshan ran back home and set up nodules. Only the ex-monk, who had returned to vulgarity, stood fearlessly on the top of the mountain, looking directly at the sky.

He left the monastery, knowing that it was a waste of the training of the abbot, just like those martial arts practitioners who abolished their martial arts and never recited scriptures or used mantras.

Facing the sudden catastrophe, the monk remained motionless, without changing his face, showing the posture of an immortal.The moment the flower demon saw him, he understood why God chose him.

In the next moment, the monk exuded a vigorous aura, and an invisible screen unfolded in front of him.

500 years ago, the flower demon was only affected by the thunder, which made the flower demon feel the regret of losing her love for the first time. After 500 years, she suffered the thunder from the shop, and the dull pain pierced into her heart was not as hard as she imagined.

"do not be afraid."

In the ear is the voice of the dryad.

"me and you together."

In an instant, the transparent barrier emitted a green light.

The flower demon stared blankly at the green light emitting business, and the vacancy that had been broken for 500 years seemed to be filled overnight.

He muttered to himself: "It turns out that all I have been waiting for is this sentence."

……me and you togather.

500 years ago, they both thought that the other was a mortal body, and they naturally turned each other into aliens in their hearts. After 500 years, they finally had the opportunity to face difficulties together.

The flower demon's eye sockets became hot, and the redness at the end of her eyes, like a touch of rouge, lit up her pale cheeks.

However, after a moment of distraction, a small hole leaked out of the barrier immediately, and the blue-purple lightning shot straight in, hitting the monk's face directly.

The tree spirit exclaimed, "Not good!"

What he called was not a monk, but a fox that jumped up.

The leaked lightning hit Fu He's body mercilessly, causing his small body to convulse in the air for a while and then fell to the ground, emitting a wisp of scorched smoke.

The monk who didn't change his face suddenly changed his face, and hugged his beloved little demon in a landslide.

Fu He breathed a sigh of relief and forced a smile: "Don't worry, my cultivation is more than enough to block a thunderstorm."

The monk felt extremely distressed and pressed his forehead against his head.

"Stupid demon."

The flower demon secretly sighed at the idiot, not daring to touch her anymore, she mustered all her energy to deal with the next three thunderbolts.

The tree spirit said: "We have blocked so many thunders, can we ascend to heaven together?"

The flower demon shouted sharply: "Don't talk nonsense."

The tree spirit was taken by the spirit of the flower demon, and obediently kept her mouth shut, not daring to speak nonsense.

One after another, the sky thunder that was heavier than one finally ended its mission in the flash that tore the sky.

The flower demon let out a long breath, sweat soaking through his clothes.

The monk held Fu He in his arms, and said gratefully: "There is no way to repay your kindness and virtue. If you two need it in the future, you will definitely follow suit."

The tree spirit hurriedly said, "You're welcome, you're welcome."

People like monks rarely come out in a thousand years, much rarer than them.

At this time, Fu He was exhausted, curled up and fell asleep.

The tree spirit branched out a tree branch, touched his heart, looked at his soul, and smiled after a long while, "No damage to the soul."

The monk thanked him again, and immediately got up and took Fu He to Lingquan to recuperate.

The flower demon looked at their stacked backs and murmured: "No wonder you can't leave Yaoshan."

Seeing the envy on the flower demon's face, the tree spirit thought for a while and said, "You don't want to fly up hand in hand, but would you like to see the scenery of Yaoshan together?"

The flower demon looked at him fixedly and smiled slowly.

"it is good."