With the good-for-nothing beauty

Xu Basui opened his eyes when the sunlight shone on his eyelids.

Hanging out in the pool all night, repairing until he fell asleep in the water, a month ago, this is really a magical reality that can't be imagined even if you want to break your head.

"woke up?"

Suddenly, it seemed as if a big cat was kissing and rubbing against his ear, which made him itchy and helpless.

"Mozun, happy birthday." Zhou Jin hugged him tightly, rubbing and kissing his neck non-stop, the excitement seemed endless.

"Hmm." Xu Basui endured it for a while, and pushed him away unbearably, "Going out."

Zhou Jin leaned over to kiss again, Xu Basui turned his head, and the kiss landed on the side of his face. He thought it was over, and he wanted to reprimand him, but unexpectedly the big cat sucked on his face relentlessly .

"You..." Xu Basui broke away from him blushing, "What are you doing!"

The corners of Zhou Jin's lips were about to reach to the base of his ears, his peach blossom eyes were curved into pools of spring water, and "I am so happy and happy" was written brightly on his face.

Xu Basui shook his head, put his hands on the bank to climb out, his waist was so sore that he couldn't use his strength for a moment.Zhou Jin came over, held his waist with both hands, and carried him out of the water effortlessly, letting him sit on the shore.

The water dripped down, and the hot air from the Undead Pool was still lingering, transpiring into mist in the sunrise.

Xu Basui told him to pinch him on the bank so that he could not move, and pinched Zhou Jin's annoying face with both hands and pulled it to the sides, watching him suddenly change into a funny face.

He pretended to be angry: "After so many times, are you still not bored? Let go."

The beautiful big cat didn't answer, it clasped his waist with one paw, and pushed away the mottled handprints on the leg with the other paw, leaving a soft and thick strawberry on the deep white jade texture without any warning.

Xu Basui's back suddenly went numb and shuddered, and he grabbed Zhou Jin's long hair tremblingly and tore him away.

The frightened Demon Lord trembled until his eyes blurred, his sense of shame and unspeakable comfort turned into shock and panic, and he let out a few meaningless monosyllables, gurgling, blah, blah, blah.

Zhou Jin just touched and kissed the last mole quietly to say good morning.He came ashore contentedly, only to see the demon king still sitting on the bank trembling, his heart suddenly filled with infinite love and sympathy, as well as fang-ridden excitement.

He knew that the demon kings always reacted strongly when they overlapped each other, but he didn't know that besides connecting and merging, a kiss could also make him lose his mind, and the reaction was even stronger.

He was madly excited.

Xu Basui was trembling all over, and his mind went blank.Zhou Baiyuan opened his knees naturally and familiarly, and leaned over. The cold and gentle touch on his lips seemed to turn into dense strings, binding him from the surface of his body to his soul and blood.

Zhou Baiyuan put the handle into his body as a double cultivation, he thought he could superficially help in cultivation, and each took what he needed, but he didn't allow Zhou Jin to kiss.

Kissing and hugging are not exercises.

no.

Xu Basui was still trembling in the mist, showing a kind of hasty collapse, his poor vision was blurred.

Zhou Jin stretched out his hand to run along his back, he escaped from the infinitely comfortable temperature, and hurriedly grabbed the undershirt and evil ghost robe on the bank.

The Demon Lord wrapped his armor, turned around trembling and fled, the sun was chasing after him, becoming brighter and more dazzling-the sun in the Demon Realm rose high, and a new day began again and again.

Zhou Jin fastened his belt and chased after him with Sunshine, chasing him and catching him.

Today is the most turbid day in the demon world, and it is also the birthday of the demon king.

Ten years ago, this day was the best day of the year in the Demon Realm.

Xu Huo, the previous demon king, would hold the baby in his arms, or let him ride on his neck, and the father and son would chatter and laugh as they shuttled through the fiery demon world.Xu Huo wants to scoop up wine, Xu Basui wants to steal candy, and Mrs. Mozun Wuhen, who is really in charge of the Demon Realm, will wave a shovel or drink a pot at the troublesome father and son.

"Xu Huo! You steal another drink and wash everyone's bowls tonight!"

"Xu Basui! Little bastard, you still chew! Have you forgotten that your teeth have cavities? Let's steal candy and sweep the square tomorrow!"

The Mozun father and son took their things and ran to other places, laughing and gearing up.The child grabbed Shuai Dad's hair and wailed, Shuai Dad kissed Tuanzi's face, the two laughed with different voice lines and the same tone.

The Demon Realm is going to prepare for the day and stay until night. The Demon Lord Xu Huo removes the evil ghost robe, transforms his natal sword, and sacrifices to the Rain Festival before the night. Mrs. Wuhen stands not far away with her child in her arms.

Tuanzi would often writhe like a loach, and Wuhen pretended to be angry and asked him to slap his little butt, and in that quiet and solemn ceremony, he sent a voice into the sea of ​​consciousness to teach him: "Still playing! Don't stare wildly!" , look at your father, otherwise what will you do when it's your turn to wear that evil ghost robe?"

The child sucked his fingers and moaned.

After Xu Huo held the sword and sacrificed, the whole demon world cheered together, wishing the little master a happy birthday, and also wishing that the next day the rain would be heavier and wash away the barren surface of the demon world.

Xu Huo would happily drink the Sanhai bowl of wine, walk towards his wife and children amidst cheers like waves, wipe his hands, pick up the child and put it around his neck.

Tuanzi grabbed the handsome dad's hair crown and babbled: "I don't want to wear daddy's robe."

"Okay, Dad has worn it for thousands of years, so you can continue to be a little baby."

Mrs. Mozun wanted to scold a few words when she heard this custom, then twisted out a candy from the box, and put it into the child's mouth on tiptoe.

Memories like this are lost in the not too long years.There were only a few survivors when the waves washed the sand, and even the four fierce beasts went to save one of the three.

Accompanied by the rebirth of a brand new and dilapidated demon world that had been destroyed by natural disasters, the new owner of the evil ghost robe also ushered in his noisy birthday.

The demon cultivators gathered in the Demon Realm Square, and the long-horned chefs, who usually pick and choose, brought out the good wine and food that had been saved for a year, and placed the tables that filled the square horizontally, creating a rustic large-scale country party.But all the demon cultivators were particularly happy, busy inside and out, and organized.

When Xu Basui came to the place, he saw such a hot scene, and he stopped walking.He tilted his head to look at it, rolled up his sleeves, and squinted quietly.

There was a little commotion amidst the busyness.

The starving ghost drooled down three thousand feet, yelling to steal the snacks for tonight's celebration, Han Tian grabbed the rope that tied it, at first he was able to command the scene and control it with ease.Who knew that digging for treasures and looking for plum blossoms was not only thirsty, but he held back his strength to make his head bigger, and suddenly his strength was boundless, and Han Tian was almost thrown away by a wild run.

Han Tian used his natal weapon in embarrassment, using a whip like a silver snake to pull back the hoop tightly.

"You have your share tonight! Don't run around!"

But Dibao made his head even bigger, like a hill, and when he exploded, his power was extraordinary. He shook his head violently like a majestic giant dog, and directly sent Han Tian flying.

So the great protector yelled and cursed in the wind, and instead of extending a helping hand or expressing sympathy, the demon cultivators laughed loudly.

At this time, another big protector hurried forward, and threw the food box in his hand to Baobao with his bloody mouth wide open without saying a word. The big beast immediately put away its infinite energy after getting something to eat, and its eyes glowed Chewing up.

Only then did Han Tian land on the ground, and someone hugged his waist first: "Are you all right?"

He looked up, and there were still stars in front of his eyes that had been turned away, but he still recognized it at a glance and confirmed it.

Zehou was about to touch the blurred face of the person in his arms when he heard the other party speaking to him in the voice of a bald boy: "Lord Xie Zehou, I'm fine."

The face-blind Ze Hou was caught off guard: "Huh? A bald boy?"

As soon as the words came out, he realized that he had been cheated by a donkey.

Han Tian smiled coolly, bowed his hands to thank him, turned around and disappeared.

Zehou stood there in a daze, not understanding why he wanted to donate himself, nor why he was angry again.

After eating the snacks, Dibao spit out the food box and returned it to him. He stared at the master standing in the distance with big eyes, and ran towards him happily wagging his tail.

Xu Basui raised his hand in the air, and Taotie immediately retracted to the size of Corgi, and came to his hand to slap his little butt.

Paobao has rough skin and thick flesh, and acts like a baby without pain.

Xu Basui laughed: "Still playing."

The sky darkened quickly, and the night was turbid and stagnant, and there was no wind or moon in the night.The Old Immortal Square was full of magic cultivators, everything was orderly, messy but not chaotic, everyone formed a zigzag circle, and the smell of wine was overwhelming.

Zhou Jin was considered to have contributed to the retreat of the Demon Lord, so he directly arranged a seat with the big Dharma protectors, so that he could see everything in the moment.

At this moment, the Mozun came in from the outside and came to the open space in the middle of the crowd. With a wave of his sleeve, a loud snap of his fingers spread across the field.Starting from Zehou's seat, fierce flames appeared in the air in front of them, igniting everywhere around the following Moxiu like a dragon, circling a large circle at lightning speed, and finally came to the stunned Zhou Jin, the fire dragon head and tail Interlocking.

On the black charcoal-like land, there was no moon in the night of the demon world, and the demon king drove spiritual power to light a bonfire.

Xu Basui raised his arms, and the natal sword instantly took shape in his hand.He pierced the flame-splashing natal sword into the eyes of the eight pillars in the square, and took off his robe neatly, and the evil ghost robe took off and covered the sword handle.The evil ghost's robe is not ignited by the fire, nor does it fall to the ground, it hangs on the hilt of the sword and floats without wind.

All the demon cultivators held the bonfire in front of them with their hands, and gathered them between their hands.Zhou Jin also wanted to hold a bunch, but when his fingertips touched it, the fire went out.

Xu Basui knelt down on one knee before the Xu Yu sword, poured a bowl of wine, and slowly poured it on the evil ghost's robe.There was not a drop of wine on the robe, and it seemed that the liquid had been drunk by the evil spirit living in the robe.

He stretched out his hand to hold the blade of the Xu Yu sword, and the blood flowed backwards along the blade onto the evil ghost's robe.Xu Basui closed his eyes and silently recited the words of prayer, but in his ears, he recalled the conversation that seemed to have passed away.

"Father, is there really a ghost living in the robe?"

"I don't know, maybe there is? The main reason is that the father is not a ghost, the living can't communicate with the dead."

"Then why cut your hand? Do I want it in the future? Can I not, it hurts so much."

"Well...it's okay, it's okay, father and mother are on top to support you, boy, you don't need to do this."

Xu Basui opened his eyes and smiled lightly: "No. 30, the second-generation demon cultivator, Xu Ke has been in office for ten years."

On this day, the turbidity is at its peak, and it is said that the dead can return.He is the living, never knowing whether the dead really returned from the journey.

"Seniors, happy rain festival tomorrow. May the demon world experience less natural disasters and abundant rain in the coming year."

After all, just pray.

Xu Basui let go, feeling no pain, just dull.

The demon cultivators also let go, and the spiritual fire in their palms floated into the air and towards the sky, becoming a mighty star lamp that guides the return of the dead.

The evil ghost robe fluttered, and the red-clothed demon stood up, without the majestic and gloomy blessing of the black robe, his figure still vaguely looked like a thin boy.

He raised the bowl and said concisely: "Do it."

Different from the calmness of the Demon Lord, the Demon Cultivators broke their kung fu and shouted loudly, raising their bowls filled with wine and laughing loudly: "Master! Happy birthday wahhahaha!"

Everyone is happy at the annual meat-eating conference.

"Let's have fun together." Xu Basui laughed, earrings flickering in the shadow of the campfire.

Zhou Jin also got a bowl of birthday wine, while Xiao Sa warmed the wine on the bonfire in front of him with the bowl, and then handed it to Xiaoji.Xiao Ji took a sip, and Xiao Sa took a second sip of the scorching spirits where she drank.

Zhou Jin didn't like to drink, so he held a bowl and looked at Mozun.

Xu Basui raised his head and drank it all, poured another Sanhai bowl, the strong wine slipped into his neck, and the corners of his clothes fluttered slightly in the windless bonfire circle.

The bonfire was raging, and it was not enough to say nothing, so he suddenly smirked in the shadow of the aroma of wine, plunged into the crowd with the empty bowl in his hand, and drank bowl after bowl.

Zhou Jin couldn't take his eyes off him.Watching him take off the goblin robe, his crimson clothes are like fire, boiling the dark and terrifying demon world.

He watched the Mozun shuttle in the circle of relatives and friends, drank 23 bowls of wine, and finally ran back to the center of the bonfire, poured the wine in the bowl into the palm of his wound that had not healed, and swayed it vigorously towards the sky.

As a result, dazzling bursting fireworks appeared in the night sky, each larger and brighter than the last, and by the eighth firework, sparks almost covered the entire dark sky.The demon on earth applauded, and the birthday person stopped silently under the sparks all over the sky.

Zhou Jin kept looking at him.

In the end, the demon cultivators were all drunk, everyone helped each other, Ze Hou pressed half of his body on Han Tian and smiled: "Aha, Xiao Ke has grown up."

Han Tian patted him, and heard him sigh again: "It's a pity that Weicheng can't keep up..."

Han Tian didn't say anything, and pushed the big guy onto the bald-headed Xiao Bu, who knew that Xiao Bu was already dazed and drunk, and fell on Zhengtai Xiaola's body as soon as he touched it.

Xiao La subconsciously opened her two arms and held the bald head with her chest, fearing that her hands would accidentally hurt the person.

Han Tian grabbed Ze Hou and looked at Xiao Sa. The cold Yujie had already picked up Xiao Ji who was drunk and turned into a mess, and slowly walked away with his back bowed steadily.

In the end, he still shook his head, and Han Tian resignedly helped Zehou who was avoiding him, and dragged him back staggeringly.

The only one who was sober was Zhou Jin, who didn't drink at all. When everyone ignored him and others, he couldn't wait to run to pick up Mozun, picked up his knees and hugged him in his arms, and walked slowly back to Nanke. Court to go.

Xu Yujian was still wearing the goblin robe, stationed alone in the night.

The Mozun drank too much tonight, he sank into Zhou Jin's arms, humming with fascinated eyes, while arching his head, rubbing his ears against Zhou Jin's temples.

He murmured softly like a child: "Why haven't you come back yet."

Zhou Jin felt a sense of grievance inexplicably, and while there was no one around, he lowered his head and pecked him, coaxing: "I'm back."

"Oh? Dad." The Demon Lord suddenly grabbed his clothes, Zhou Jin couldn't laugh or cry.

"Mother spanked my ass again." Mozun muttered, "She always forces me to practice, I don't, I want to play, Dad, let's go play?"

Zhou Jin chirped him again, his heart almost melted: "Okay."

Mozun suddenly changed his smile again, and shouted at him happily: "Mother!"

Zhou Jin laughed out loud: "Huh?"

"Mother! Dad seems to be behind your back to find his old friend." He kicked his legs in Zhou Jin's arms with a smile, "It seems to be a man with handles, but Dad said it was his brother or not, but I don't believe it hahahaha, I I’m here to give you a small report. Mother, I don’t want to practice anymore, I want to eat candy…”

Zhou Jin just thought it was cute, hugged him tightly and walked back to Nanke Pavilion, Taotie Dabao followed behind them dazedly, and the demon king who was imitating nonsense was wailing childishly.

When he came to the gate of Nanke Pavilion, he was about to step in when it suddenly started to rain.

The person in his arms tightened his skirt, and suddenly rolled out slipperily, falling to the ground like a dog chewing on him.

Zhou Jin immediately hugged him: "Ba Sui!"

Xu Basui pushed him away, tore the red clothes with a tormented expression, got up and stumbled away.

Zhou Jin's heart jumped into his throat, and he also rushed into the rain to chase him.Xu Basui didn't use his spiritual power, and his running speed was still extremely fast. I don't know how many times he had practiced his kung fu.Not only ran, but he also picked up his clothes. The red clothes quickly loosened, revealing a large white collarbone and back covered with mottled tooth marks, and staggered into the rain.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the raindrops hit his eyes causing pain. Zhou Jin stubbornly opened his eyes and looked at him.

Xu Basui ran back to the square, bumped his head against the invisible barrier, and bounced back.

Zhou Jin ran to catch him out of breath, Xu Basui had a big bump on his forehead, he pushed him away with a smirk and stood up, wandering around Xu Yu Sword under the rain, like a tumbler playing Tai Chi.

He smiled at Zhou Jin in a daze, raised his head and raised his hand, pointed at the hole-like sky and said, "It's raining."

The rain was like rain, but fiery red spirit patterns appeared on his upper body, instantly burning Zhou Jin's eyes red.

"Tian Yulin, ghosts cry at night, the dead return to my home." Xu Basui laughed idiotically, and roared in the rain, singing, "Return to my home!"

The singing lyrics are simple, and the sound is like a lone wolf, resounding all over the place.

The sound of the song spread to the room of the Demon Palace, and the intoxicated Zehou woke up, raised his head from the neck of the person under him, and turned to the direction of the square.

He listened to the roaring song in the square without moving, his eyes gradually became clear until the person under him twitched unbearably.

Ze Houfu lowered his head, kissed the forehead of the man with blurred face and familiar voice, and smiled softly: "Did you hear that? Xiao Ke is crying again."

"Well……"

Zehou pushed him deeply while pressing him and sighed: "My younger brother hasn't grown up yet."

"Ugh..."

Zhou Jin quietly listened to Mozun's roar song in the rainy night, and when he yelled the last word hoarsely, he heard Xu Basui whisper in discouragement: "Father, mother, it's time to go home."

Zhou Jin brushed the water off his face, dazed, Xu Basui tore off the red clothes, revealing his slender but muscular upper body.He might have stripped himself naked if it wasn't for the belt that held it securely.

"No one is going home." He cursed twice as if angry, took the rainwater and rubbed it on his body wrapped in spirit patterns, "I will be burned to death, and no one will go home..."

Zhou Jin hurried forward to stop this drunken idiot, Xu Basui smeared his face with rainwater, and tore off his hair crown and headband.His long hair covered his fair to reflective upper body, exuding a terrifying hook and temptation wetly.

Zhou Jin kept calling his name, and finally hugged him, lowered his head and blocked his mouth, the smell of alcohol made him stank.When he let go, Xu Basui raised his hand and slapped him indiscriminately, his mouth shrunk, and the fiery red spirit lines spread across his body, as if every inch of the spirit veins in his body were burning.

"I'm going to burn to death." He rubbed himself in the rain indiscriminately, with tears in his eyes, confused, "You don't care about me, and you still bite me."

Zhou Jin's mind suddenly went blank. He tore open the front of his clothes, pulled the demon into his arms and hugged him tightly, hugging his thin body with the strongest spiritual core, just wanting to cool him down.

Xu Basui curled up in his arms, moaning and moaning, from his father to his mother, to his brothers and sisters who had long since died on the road, his mouth could not be idle for a moment, and no matter how much he trembled, he would babble about my home.

"Uncle, where are you going to die, you? The demon king is not fun at all, you come back and waste things..." He rubbed Zhou Jin's heart and cried softly, "None of you care about me."

Zhou Jin finally couldn't help it, and when he lowered his head to kiss him, there was suddenly the sound of slow footsteps in the rainy night.He immediately tore off the goblin robe from Xu Yujian, and quickly put it on Xu Basui, covering his white and boiling body.

On a rainy night, a tall man in black appeared, his face under the cloak could not be seen clearly, only his eyes were abnormally lifeless.

Zhou Jin suddenly felt the coldness in his eyes, hugged Xu Basui and whispered, "Who are you?"

The man's eyes shifted to Xu Basui, and Zhou Jin hid him in his arms vigilantly.

"Everyone knows."

At this time, the night of the demon world finally came to an end, and dawn appeared.

Zhou Jin frowned, as if he had heard this name before: "Who are you to the Demon Lord?"

It rained harder.Xu Basui, who was naked, fell asleep in Zhou Jin's cold arms.

In the sweet dream of his childhood, he pressed against Zhou Jin's heart, and called "Dad" sweetly.

The man replied indifferently: "His uncle."

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