Panda's Postmodern Life

Feng Yan felt that during this period of time, everything was not good for him.

How should I put it, a few days ago he was drinking wine with his immortal friend Zhu Qing, and while he was half asleep and half awake, Zhu Qing, who had always been sloppy, suddenly said to himself with a serious face: "I said Feng Yan, have you noticed the recent Something was wrong with you for a while?"

Feng Yan blinked his eyes, he was a little taken aback by Zhu Qing's expression, his mind was in chaos, he really didn't notice anything wrong with him for a while, but Zhu Qing seemed to know his reaction, a little complacent The corners of her lips curled up: "Hey, Fengyan, you don't even know that your peach blossoms are here?"

"What peach blossom?" Wei Wei's drunken voice barely kept awake, Feng Yan racked his brains thinking about what kind of fairy he had been flirting with recently, causing Zhu Qing in front of him to make irresponsible remarks.

"That's right... Feng Yan, when have you ever been short of peach blossoms? But... hiccup..." Zhu Qing hiccupped, showing a mysterious smile, and pressed his face to the tip of Zhu Qing's nose: "Do you remember?" Don't you remember the little panda that just flew up earlier? It's the one under Qinghua's sect."

"That Bicheng?"

For this Bi Cheng, Feng Yan still has some impressions, it seems to be a little fairy, the body is still a black and white panda, said to be a panda, but it looks similar to a bear, but the human form is not so stupid, on the contrary, it is quite elegant Junxiu, standing there looks like he was carved out of a painting, but this Bicheng doesn't seem to like him, when he sees Fengyan, he stares at him with hanging eyes and pouting mouth, never giving him a good face, which is true Feng Yan was a little puzzled, now that Zhu Qing suddenly mentioned him, Feng Yan felt strange, what does this little panda fairy Bicheng have to do with him?

Zhu Qing smiled and said, "Haha, it's that Bicheng, don't you see that he likes you?"

Feng Yan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "He? He likes me? It's too ridiculous. It's too late for him to hate me. Zhu Qing, that's not the way to joke. Besides, there are men between me and him... …Hahaha……"

Feng Yan originally thought that this was probably the end of the matter, and all of this was just Zhu Qing's conjecture, but——

"Immortal Bicheng, do you want to practice ice art with me?"

Fengyan, who was planting peonies in his own yard, looked at Bicheng who was blushing in surprise, and didn't hesitate to move his hands: "Isn't your master Qinghua very good at ice skills? My lord It is the art of wind and fire..."

"Shangxian Fengyan, I...I don't want to bother Master..." Bicheng had just ascended. Although he was usually old, he was actually very young. There was a suspicious blush on his fair face. His chin was about to poke into his chest, Feng Yan saw it in his eyes, and thought in his heart that Zhu Qing's crow's mouth had come true, otherwise why did Bicheng look so shy when talking to him for the first time?

Feng Yanben is a very open-minded person. He heard people say that he had offended the Emperor of Heaven and was sent down to the mortal world to think about his past because of competing for peony essences with others. As soon as he returned to the Heavenly Court, he went to the Xilian Pool for a walk. , Immediately forgot everything, returned to the sky and became the Fengyan Shangxian who was coquettish and unrestrained, but most of the people who hugged left and right were beautiful fairies, facing a fairy like Bicheng, it was really For the first time, he thought it was interesting, so he thought of teasing him. Relying on being half a head taller than Bicheng, he said condescendingly: "I'm not a stingy person in this line of work, but my ice technique repairman." It's not good, you have to forgive me."

Bicheng hummed, and a faint smile appeared on his usually indifferent face, brows and eyes were filled with joy, Feng Yan felt itchy in his heart, and always felt that the corners of the lips that seemed to be smiling but not smiling were a little seductive, He casually put his hand on Bicheng's shoulder, and said with a slight smile: "You are so shy, I am ashamed to mislead you."

That being said, before Bicheng came every day, he packed himself up very well and beautifully, waiting for Bicheng to come over and want to learn fairy arts by himself, and Bicheng himself is a very serious person, every day After studying hard and practicing hard, Feng Yan gradually affirmed him.

But when Bi Cheng came, Feng Yan was not as happy as before. Every time he said a word to other fairies, Bi Cheng, who seemed to be practicing hard, would raise his face, with bright black eyes Looking straight at him: "Shangxian, I don't really understand..."

As time passed, Fengyan finally realized something was wrong, Buddha, did this Bicheng really have a crush on him?

Feng Yan is a god, but also a man. It is not that he has never heard of Longyang with broken sleeves in the mortal world. Looking at the heavens, there are also a few gods with broken sleeves, but he has always regarded this as other people's preferences, and he thinks it is harmless. , Whether you like men or women is your own business, why care about other people's faces.

However, once this happened to him, he couldn't help but laugh, especially since the other party was still a pretty and lovely little fairy, how could he bear to refuse his love?

Besides, the most important point is that Feng Yan already had someone in his heart.

Looking at the yard full of peonies, Feng Yan's eyes gradually softened.

Only the peony is truly national.

He couldn't forget the beautiful and delicate peony fairy that he raised with his own hands. Although he returned to the heaven, it seemed that he had lost his original memory. Only he knew very well that every night, there would be There was that slender figure full of fragrance, imprinted with the sultry moonlight, deeply engraved on my heart.

So what, Fengyan is naturally capable of bringing Mingjin back to life, he is really stupid to dislike it, Mingjin died and went to the mortal world in despair, why didn't he think that he was the only one who recovered his powerful immortal power , He and Mingjin have the possibility to meet again. Although he can't remember Mingjin's face clearly, Mingjin is like a thought. Without the support of this thought, he doesn't know what he is living for. Of course, he didn't expect that Bicheng, who was put aside by him, would become the biggest accident in his life——

"Shangxian Fengyan, I'm sorry, it's all my fault for hurting you..."

The little fairy bit her soft and rosy lower lip, and looked at him with clear eyes, somewhat at a loss: "If I hadn't insisted on cultivating on the edge of Duanfengya, I wouldn't have caused you to be hurt by people from the devil world... "

"Cough, cough, cough..." Feng Yan covered the wound on his chest, and reluctantly stroked the soft hair on Bicheng's head: "It's none of your business, Duanfengya was originally very suitable for ice technique practice, It was me who was too careless and forgot that people from the Demon World would come and go here, I don’t blame you, really.”

Bixiang was about to cry, the eyeballs in his eyes rolled, and he kept chanting the magic of healing, but the weapons of the Demon Race seemed to be particularly powerful, and Fengyan's chest injury did not show any improvement, and he still couldn't help it. He couldn't help lying out with blood.

Feng Yan said with a smile: "Who are you crying for? Immortals are supposed to be cold and ruthless. How can you look like an immortal?"

Bicheng wiped his nose, and said in a rough voice, "If it wasn't for... I wouldn't want to be a god. You sit down, and I'll find some herbs to try."

Feng Yan looked at the stubborn little panda with a wry smile. He is a god, but he was injured a little bit, and he will not die. Why is he so nervous? Besides, he is not a mortal body. But it's beyond words.

Seeing Bicheng running out in a hurry, Feng Yan suddenly felt his somewhat mutilated and cold heart warm up slightly.

Duanfengya is close to the demon world. When he was cultivating with Bicheng, he was accidentally plotted against by the demon clan. The monster is so powerful, and there seems to be a little ice blue imprint between his eyebrows. He might be from the royal family. He guessed that this newcomer Bicheng, on the contrary, did not fight back in time, and instead was hurt by default, and both of them rolled down the Duanfeng Cliff with Bicheng. Coincidentally, when the two fell down the mountain, Bicheng happened to be on top of him. It was nothing at all.Only he was wounded and rolled down like a stone, his whole body was sore. Although he is a god, gods are also afraid of pain.

"Shangxian Fengyan, this is the herbal medicine I picked. Let me help you with the medicine." Bicheng chewed the herbal medicine in his mouth, then took off his clothes without any hesitation, and put a little bit of the herbal medicine on it. The wound was laid on the wound, his whole body stiffened to let Bicheng touch, the sweet feeling in his heart came again——

what happened?This little panda is even more gentle and considerate than Ming Jin...

Although Mingjin is a woman, she is actually a peony growing in the sky. Naturally, she has inherited the indifferent personality of the heavenly beings. Even though she is gentle, she always lacks a little human touch, unlike the little fairy in front of her who lowered her head and bandaged herself. , if it was Ming Jin, she would definitely not be so nervous. Gods are not those fragile mortals, and their self-healing ability is still very strong.

No, how could he think that way, he should have liked Mingjin so much, how could he unconsciously compare Mingjin and Bicheng?

Feng Yan straightened his face, and was about to tell Bi Cheng that we should go back now, but Bi Cheng said seriously: "There is a cave in front, I just went to see it, probably it was left by the previous immortal. Yes, I will help you there."

Fengyan paused, but Bicheng carried him back into the cave step by step. The expression on his face changed again and again, and he really wanted to tell Bicheng that there is no need to be so troublesome. Let's go back now, but I don't know Why can't I just say it.

Bicheng kept putting things together, then moved him to the only bed, with bright black eyes: "You rest first, I'll go get some food."

...Feng Yan wanted to say that he is a god and does not eat grains, but suddenly he closed his mouth when he saw the expression on Bicheng's beautiful face. This scene made him feel a little familiar, as if a long time ago, there was a The little panda also showed him expectant and flattering eyes.

Feng Yan didn't have time to think about it, Bicheng picked a few more delicious-looking fruits, handed them to his mouth and said, "Shangxian Fengyan, will you feel uncomfortable eating while lying down?"

"...?"

"I'll feed you."

"..."

Feng Yan blushed for a rare time.

Since then, the relationship between Fengyan and Bicheng has become better and better. Bicheng has just come up from the mortal world and is very curious about everything in the sky, but he never said it himself. Whenever he came up with a new thing, Bicheng would always look at him with bright eyes, which greatly satisfied Feng Yan's vanity.

The two of them have been together for a long time, and it is inevitable that they will cause some gossip. For example, last time Zhu Qing winked at Feng Yan and said: "You and Bi Cheng are really married?"

Feng Yan laughed and said, "What are you talking about?"

Zhu Qing smiled: "It's been a long time since I saw you so happy. Others say you are heartless about Mingjin. Only I know how sad you are. Now that you are with Xiao Bicheng, you are happy, right?" few."

Feng Yan was stunned for a moment, and then muttered to himself like aftertaste; "It's...is it..."

Zhu Qing said while the iron was still hot: "No, you have to know that there is no grass anywhere in the world, so why hang yourself on a tree, Xiao Bicheng is good in everything, and you like him a lot, so let's just do it, Don't say that you are all men anymore, what's wrong with men? There are quite a lot of immortals in the sky who are both cultivators, and you are not bad, as long as you feel happy, don't regret it when the time comes..."

Zhu Qing's very instructive words made him suddenly realize that he is a casual and unrestrained person, and Ming Jin in his heart represents what he can't ask for, which is why he is so entangled and hard to let go. Thinking about it, I felt comfortable. Seeing Feng Yan playing chess opposite him with his eyebrows lowered was extremely cute, so when Jean stretched out his fingers and slowly touched the thin eyelids, Bicheng suddenly revealed A look of astonishment.

In just such a moment, Feng Yan lowered his head, held his face and kissed him deeply.

The chess pieces on the chessboard have long since fallen to the ground, black and white mixed together, and the spring flowers in the courtyard are blooming layer by layer, exuding a faint fragrance in response to the slight sound of birdsong.

In fact, Fengyan discovered a long time ago that Bicheng is a very shy and awkward little panda, who will blush when he is slightly teased with words, Zhu Qing still enjoys this very much.

It seems that Ming Jin and the peony in the backyard were all forgotten by Feng Yan until——

Bicheng was not there, and Feng Yanxian was bored, so he casually walked in the back mountain under his jurisdiction, walked a few steps along the path, and suddenly saw a figure of Pingting, and he concentrated in his heart, and saw that person in a Turning his head slowly among the blooming peonies, the curved eyebrows and red lips are not inferior in the color of flowers, Feng Yan was slightly startled, and heard the man open his red lips and softly shout : "Bong Yan... Husband."

Feng Yan was stunned, allowing 'Ming Jin' in front of him to walk over step by step, and the breeze blew by, bringing the scent of rouge on 'Ming Jin''s body and...a faint devilish aura, Zhu Qing frowned. Wrinkled immediately held his breath and concentrated, and the eyes of the sky opened in the blink of an eye.

It's a demon, how could this demon turn into Ming Jin's appearance?

"Husband, after many years, you still look like this, which fills me with joy."

"..." Feng Yan narrowed his eyes: "Aren't you dead?"

'Mingjin' looked at him with some distress: "Husband, I'm alive, aren't you happy?"

Feng Yan paused, then smiled slightly: "Of course I'm happy, but I'm too happy to say anything."

'Mingjin' walked towards him slowly, but accidentally tripped over a branch on the ground. With a soft cry, she fell into Feng Yan's arms.

Feng Yan held the weak and boneless body in his hands silently, but what he was thinking about was Bicheng's young and slender body. He was stunned for a moment, and then smiled softly.

It turns out that unconsciously, he has gradually fallen in love with that cute and shy little panda.

'Mingjin' wiped her tears and said: "Husband, it was the devil who helped me reshape my body. After I... died, I couldn't let you go in my heart. My soul was scattered, and I went to the devil world by accident. , the devil saw me pitiful, so he helped me gather all the souls, but fortunately, husband, you are still planting peonies, otherwise I would not be able to use the newly opened peony incarnation to come to see you..."

Feng Yan's heart moved slightly. He didn't completely believe in the "Ming Jin" in front of him, but he couldn't be ruthless to her. He left Ming Jin in a wooden house in the back mountain, and would go over to accompany her when he had time. With her, of course, most of the days he is not free -

Because his little panda is pregnant.

Bicheng is a man, and he is willing to take a huge risk to have a child for him because of his flirtatious words. That day, he looked at Bicheng's extraordinarily delicate eyebrows and eyes and couldn't help sighing: "If we have a child... ,that would be nice."

Because of his words, Bicheng found a way to have a child from nowhere, protected the fetus with his inner alchemy, and devoted himself to bearing children for him. He felt deeply ashamed while feeling distressed.

Bicheng loves him wholeheartedly, but what about Fengyan?Don't talk about it all the time, and now I'm still hiding an "old lover" in the back mountain. I'm really sorry.

It's just that this Mingjin is too weird, he always has a bit of demonic energy on his body, although his appearance and expression are the same as the peony fairy with memory, it's just... now he has Bicheng in his heart, as if his whole heart has become smaller After a little, it is difficult to tolerate others.

"Mingjin, now I have to tell you... In fact, I already have a new partner."

The woman who was holding her peony flower with her head sideways bent her eyebrows and smiled: "Oh, husband, are you joking?"

Her expression made Feng Yan even more reluctant to hurt her, but for the sake of Bicheng and the child in his womb, Feng Yan couldn't help but said: "Ming Jin, I never joked with you, during the days you left , I already have a new lover, and he is pregnant with my child now, I hope... we will not meet again, so as not to make him suspicious."

Ming Jin was not annoyed, his expression flickered for a moment, and Qi Chi said: "Husband... No, Shangxian Fengyan said so, how could I have the nerve to stay? But I just want to know who that person is. "

Feng Yan hesitated for a moment, then said: "His name is Bi Cheng."

Ming Jin said: "Bicheng? Isn't Immortal Bicheng a man?"

"Love has nothing to do with men and women... have you met him?"

"He comes to your house almost every day, how could I not recognize him?"

Ming Jin said: "He is obviously a man, how could he be pregnant..."

Feng Yan nodded silently, but he didn't see the cold light flashing in Ming Jin's eyes.

The appearance of Mingjin almost caught Bicheng off guard. Long ago, when Bicheng was a little panda in the mountains, he knew that there was such a fairy, and Feng Yan could never forget it. He looked at the expression in front of him in surprise. Woman, I heard her say: "Immortal Bicheng, seeing once is worth hearing a hundred times."

Bicheng looked at her silently, and she said again: "Immortal Bicheng really looks good, no wonder my husband falls in love with you."

... Bicheng turned his head, and finally said: "Fairy Mingjin, I don't understand what you are talking about."

Mingjin smiled slightly and said, "Bicheng, don't you feel ashamed as a man to have children?"

Bi Cheng was slightly startled, Feng Yan told her about his childbirth?

There was a smile on Ming Jin's gorgeous red lips: "What's the matter? Surprised? If it wasn't for my incomplete soul, I wouldn't have wasted your inner alchemy."

"...?"

"When a man conceives, it is against the norm. If you want to give birth to a child, you must use the inner alchemy to protect him. Do you know why the husband asked you to give birth to him? Because I need an inner alchemy! You Do you think he would like a child born to a man?"

Bicheng's mouth moved, and finally said: "I believe him."

Ming Jin's expression changed: "You really don't want to see Huang He. If Feng Yan said these words, would you still believe it?"

Bicheng raised his eyes to look at her.

The next day, Ming Jin really invited Feng Yan to the peony forest in the back mountain.

"Husband, do you still remember the peonies you planted?"

The fragrance of peonies suddenly became stronger. Feng Yan originally didn't plan to see Ming Jin again, but seeing her pleading expression, he couldn't bear it. He thought it was just reminiscing about the old days, so he went to the appointment, but for some reason, he always felt His mind was in a daze, and he didn't have the heart to listen to what Ming Jin was saying.

"Husband, with Bicheng's inner alchemy, I can get rid of this evil energy and be with you without any scruples."

"Yes."

"Husband, I really want a child of our own. If it's a boy, I'll be as chic as you are, if it's a girl..."

"Girls are naturally going to you."

Feng Yan didn't know what he was going to say at all, and suddenly heard a sound of slight footsteps behind him, which sounded familiar to him, and subconsciously turned his head——

Bicheng was standing there, his face was pale, his eyes were red as if they were about to bleed, and his mind was cleared up: "Bicheng—"

Bi Cheng gave him a very faint smile, then turned around and ran without looking back, he immediately followed and chased after him, but was hugged by 'Ming Jin': "Husband, what are you going to do?"

"Let go! Don't think I don't know what you did!"

"Hehe, I admit that I was wrong, but if it wasn't for your negative feelings, how could I be like this? I am afraid that you will dislike me as a half-demon, half-immortal body, so I specially got an inner alchemy..."

"...Let go, Mingjin, remember that we used to be husband and wife..."

"I don't want to let go, but you still have feelings for me, right? Otherwise, how could you be fascinated by my illusion? If you really don't love me anymore, you would definitely not be willing to say those things to me Husband, we are finally able to be together..."

Feng Yan stood there silently, when he suddenly heard a scream, he immediately pushed Ming Jin away, and flew to Bi Cheng who had fallen down the stairs: "Bi Cheng, what's wrong with you?"

"I don't owe you anymore, Fengyan... Fengyan, don't you still remember... there was a... little... panda in the mountains in the past?"

"Bicheng, what nonsense are you talking about, look at me...it was all a misunderstanding..."

"I don't want to see you anymore, child, child... it's mine... I can't give it to her..."

child!Only then did Fengyan look down at Bicheng's body, and found that his whole body was cold, and his lower body was bleeding continuously. At this moment, he suddenly felt that he could not make a sound, so he could only stare blankly.

He will lose Bi Cheng forever.

When Bicheng's senior brother rushed over, Feng Yan took Ziyang's slap without moving: "You bastard, I handed my junior brother to you, and you treat him like this, you don't even want him to have a baby! "

Hearing this, Feng Yan couldn't help retorting: "What does he have to do with you?"

"He has nothing to do with me, but he has nothing to do with you either. Don't explain to me that you have planted Mingjin's psychedelic technique. If you have no love yourself, how could you easily throw her at her mercy? You don't want to I'm here to find Junior Brother, what Junior Brother needs is not a man like you who has other people in his heart, he just needs to treat him wholeheartedly by himself."

whole-heartedly……

Feng Yan was silent for a moment, and then said loudly to Bi Cheng who was still in a coma: "Listen, Bi Cheng, I know I'm sorry for you, but I really... love you, whether you believe it or not now , you have to wait for me, wait..."

Before Feng Yan could finish speaking, he saw Bicheng's eyelashes moving, and he was overjoyed, suddenly the sky darkened, and bursts of thunder flashed over his head, Feng Yan was taken aback, and saw the Emperor of Heaven with a straight face Appearing in front of him: "Feng Yan, why do you challenge my bottom line again and again?"

"I remember that you are my nephew, and I have always loved you very much. You made a big mistake in fighting with others and hurting others before, and now you are harboring people from the demon clan!"

All thoughts in Feng Yan's heart were completely ashamed, but he just lowered his head and said: "...Indeed."

The Emperor of Heaven sighed and said: "I really don't know what's so good about that peony essence. You first went to the mortal world to be punished for her. Now that she has become a demon, you still...forget it, I won't talk about you, go and receive the punishment yourself."

Feng Yan said in a deep voice: "I am willing to remove the bones of the immortals, get rid of the immortal records, and imprison in the ice pool."

"……what ever!"

Bicheng, Bicheng, you have to wait for me, one day there will be no other people in my heart, and one day there will be a me who is devoted to you wholeheartedly...

Leaning against the cold mountain wall, Feng Yan carved the word Bicheng on his arm with trembling lips. He is a forgetful person. If it wasn't for one time, he might forget Bicheng's appearance. He killed himself He has no face to appear in front of Bicheng again, and now he can only hope that one day, Bicheng will forget the mistakes he made, and show him that plain but happy smile again .