The protagonist can't possibly want to tease me

Sensing the voice, Qingwu opened his eyes and looked at Gu Huanqing: "What's the matter?"

Gu Huanqing: "I'll come and see him."

Qingwu nodded and closed his eyes again.

Shen Xian wanted to cry, but Qing Wu's heart was big enough, so he didn't realize that the atmosphere between them was not right.

Just when Shen Xian was racking his brains on how to explain to Gu Huanqing, the other party suddenly smiled.

"I'm relieved to see you, rest early, I'll go back first."

"Oh..." Shen Xian looked at Gu Huanqing's back, unable to recover.

Is this over?

Why does he still have the feeling that the storm is about to come...

It wasn't until Gu Huanqing's clothes disappeared from sight that Shen Xian closed the door absent-mindedly, his mind was full of Gu Huanqing's expression just now.

He stroked his chin, turned around the room a few times, and turned to look at Qingwu who was beside him.

The opponent is still obsessed with cultivation and cannot extricate himself.

Shen Xian sighed, feeling more and more strange in his heart, there was a voice in his mind telling him what he had to do, but he was clueless and confused, not knowing exactly what to do.

Shen Xian threw himself on the bed, even though the wooden bed under him hurt him, he didn't bother to turn over.

This is not right, he is in a strange state now.

Shen Xian frowned, and thumped off the bed in annoyance.

He felt that he was standing on the edge of a cliff, as long as Gu Huanqing gently pushed him, he would fall down.

A pitch-black butterfly swayed into the field of vision, flapped its wings stiffly, and landed on the veil.

Shen Xian's expression changed slightly, he sat up straight, and stretched out his hand towards the butterfly.

Before Shen Xian touched it, the butterfly danced again, slowly flew out of the window, and stopped in the air, as if waiting for him.

Shen Xian glanced at Qingwu, the other party had already settled down, he flipped out the window lightly, and followed the butterfly out of the range of Huang's house.

The butterfly kept leading him into the depths of the dense forest before stopping, quietly turning into a black mist and dissipating in the air.

There was a faint fragrance from the tip of the nose, and the next moment, Rou Ning put her shoulders on her shoulders, and a lazy and charming female voice came from her ear: "Your Majesty is really in a good mood, I don't know where that Qingyangmen disciple got into your eyes?"

"Zi Tan." The moment the other party put his hand on his shoulder, Shen Xian was alert, but he didn't show it on his face, lightly brushed Zi Tan's hand, and glanced at her, "You are overstepping."

Zitan is the only female among the four hall masters of Mozun Palace, but her cultivation is second.

I can see you today, and I have to say that this succubus is indeed a pretty woman.She was dressed in a luxurious purple dress, her appearance was charming, and the waves were full of charm. There were not a few people who bowed down under her skirt, but few died well.

For such a strong woman, Shen Xian was quite afraid.

"The monarch is really boring, Zitan won't even be able to make jokes in the future." Zitan took two steps back and complained, a slight surprise flashed in his eyes.

Shen Xian glanced around, besides Zi Tan, there were four other people standing around with different expressions.

Among these people, only Feng Xing had met him once, but Feng Xing stood at the farthest distance, leaning against a tree with folded arms, with a vague smile on his face.

Fortunately, these people are all dressed according to his settings, so that he can recognize people by the color of their clothes... Shen Xian is very glad that he was lazy and used colors to set the four hall masters of Mozun Palace, and now it just comes in handy .

Shen Xian looked at a few people slowly, and said with a smile on his lips: "I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you all?"

"Everything is fine." The silver headband simply fixed the loose hair, and the man in white replied respectfully with lowered eyes.Shen Xian saw this attire, and knew that this person was his left protector, Mu Feng.

Shen Xian nodded, and was about to say something, when a masculine male voice interjected: "Why, Your Majesty has had enough of a happy life, and finally thinks of us?"

Mu Feng slightly frowned and said to stop: "Chi Xiao."

"Why, am I wrong? I think he may have even forgotten that he is a Demon Lord!"

Shen Xian cast his gaze over calmly. As the name suggests, Chi Xiao was dressed in red, his long black hair was tied up high, and the ends of his hair were dyed red, and his pair of slightly sharp Danfeng eyes were full of love. own disdain.

It seems that this friend has the biggest opinion on Shen Yang.Shen Xian smiled slightly: "Well, you're not right."

Chi Xiao: "..."

The moon came out in the west today?That Demon Venerable who has only known silence for thousands of years actually refuted it.

Chi Xiao sneered: "My lord, the most important thing for a man is to have self-knowledge."

Shen Xian lowered his eyes and smiled, his smile was a little quiet, but his voice sank: "Who allowed you to talk to me like this?"

The thick and vast coercion rushed towards Chi Xiao, enveloping him in it.Shen Xian didn't show mercy, just for a moment, Chi Xiao's face turned pale, and his figure flickered, but he managed not to kneel down on the ground.

No one dared to step forward to stop him, let alone help Chi Xiao.

Shen Xian raised his head slightly, looked at Chi Xiao from the bottom of his eyes: "See clearly, who are you talking to."

"..." Panting, Chi Xiao stared at Shen Xian with dissatisfaction in his eyes, but didn't say anything more.