Dressed as a cannon fodder

The bead curtains trembled slightly, colliding with each other and making a pleasant sound.The room was filled with a faint fragrance, Meng Yunchi sat down on the futon, and saw Feng Jue reaching out his hand to pick up the delicate green leaves of the potted plants on the table, move them away a little, and put another set of tea sets, which is of great value.

From making tea to pouring the tea into cups, he did it all by himself, dismissing all the attendants.

Meng Yunchi watched his movements, and habitually tapped his fingers on the table, "This teahouse is also sealed by the boss, right?"

Feng Jue pushed the tea tasting cup in front of him, "Yes."

"Boss Feng is modest, this is no longer an 'unknown' person in Jinyang."

With this series of properties under his name, Feng Jue can be said to be as rich as an enemy.

Feng Jue smiled: "Money is something outside of the body. If you don't bring it with you when you are born, you don't take it with you when you die." Besides, he is a monk, and money has little meaning or effect on him.

The hot tea on the table was still steaming, Feng Jue smoothed the hem of the clothes on his legs, and said, "Elder Meng, why don't you take down the curtain and taste the white dew silver needles by the green lake."

In the private room there was the faint sound of the piano, Meng Yunchi lifted the curtain, and Feng Jue glanced at him quickly, then looked away, an abnormal blush gradually appeared on his cheeks, and the voice began He became hesitant: "Elder... as expected... you are worthy of the unparalleled appearance in the rumors, it really makes me wait... look up and can't reach..."

His last sentence was vague, he seemed a little nervous and unnatural, and he stuttered to find the topic: "Ha...haha... Is the elder on his shoulder a spiritual pet? I am really close to you..."

Meng Yunchi hooked Min Xingyuan's chin with his finger, and said, "Him? He's not a spiritual pet."

He continued: "He's my partner."

"What?" Feng Jue's face paused, and he turned to look at the little snake on the other's shoulder that he hadn't noticed all this time, only to see that little snake was also looking at him, his eyes were full of coldness, not the way a small spiritual pet should have.

Feng Jue laughed twice: "Elder Meng really knows how to joke, but your spiritual pet seems to be very spiritual."

Meng Yunchi raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

"Boss Feng's foundation is so huge, why did he want to start a business?"

Feng Jue was stunned, not knowing what he was thinking, before he said for a while: "It's not for anything else, the Tianpin Pavilion was established at the beginning, just to find a friend. We have been through life and death together for many years, but we lost contact once we were hit by disaster. I This whole body," he unconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his leg, "my cultivation base has already been emptied, half of my body has been crippled, and I am no different from an ordinary person. Without money, there is no one to do things for me." "That letter from the boss friend, have you found it?"

Feng Jue held his forehead with a wry smile: "He's long gone."

Meng Yunchi lowered his eyes, and suddenly thought of Huo Song who passed by him, put down the teacup in his hand, and said in a low voice: "My condolences."

Feng Jue shook his head, "Let's not mention this. When we parted last time, Elder Meng seemed to be a little concerned about the whereabouts of the man in purple who gave me the Sword of Dust. This time I specially sent an informant to pay attention to the noise in the city."

Meng's expression moved slightly: "He came again."

Coming out of the private room, he looked at the cloudy sky again, and took out the umbrella in his sleeve.

Min Hangyuan snuggled out of his arms, "Master is not happy."

Meng Yunchi glanced at him, "How can you tell that I'm not happy?"

The bulge in his arms twitched, and Min Xingyuan said, "It's a feeling."

Your body gathers all my heart and mind, whether it is joy or sadness, I know better than you what your every move is interpreting and revealing.

My master, you are mourning.

Meng Yunchi took out a pair of red-shaped jades from the ring, put them in his palms and stared at them for a moment, then said something in a very low polar voice, which Min Hangyuan couldn't hear clearly.

He saw Meng Yunchi take the jade back in his hand, "Let's go, it's time to go back."

He stood up with the sword, swift as a hair, turned in a direction and turned into a stream of light and went away.

"Do you still remember Nishimatsu?"

In the shrill whistling wind, Min Hangyuan heard Meng Yunchi say this.

"remember."

"The first time I went out with you to Xisong Island, we took a tailed crane." Meng Yunchi rubbed his chin, "That tailed crane is not bad."

"Later, I was almost taken away by that witch. It was Master who saved me." Min Hangyuan answered.But at that time, driven by instinct, he always liked to bite Meng Yunchi subconsciously, enjoying it very much.

Sorry for the first time.

Yujian traveled for three days and arrived at Xisong Island. The aura here is not abundant, and the terrain is vast but the vegetation is sparse. Meng Yunchi puts away Tong Chen and walks on the island with Min Hangyuan who has transformed into a human form, heading towards the route in memory and go.

Halfway through the journey, there was an eagle chirping in the sky, Min Hangyuan raised his head, his pupils narrowed sharply under a sharply swooping figure.He suppressed his instinct to attack, and saw Meng Yunchi next to him looking up slowly.

The swooping figure finally slowed down when it was about to hit the ground, and the huge Haidongqing turned into a human form, which was Wu Zan, with a bit of joy on his face, "It's been a few days since I left, and I miss it very much. Now Xisong Island The enchantment is touched, and the aura of Guan is very familiar, come and take a look, it really is you."

He no longer had the impetuousness and recklessness of when he first met, but his expression still kept his brows flying, showing his own pride.Wu Zan was tall and tall, with an animal skin girdle around his waist. He turned to look at Min Hangyuan, "This is your apprentice."

"Yes."

"When you come to Xisong Island this time, are you going to the mouth of the Daoyuan again?"

"Ah."

"Looking at Yunchi's attitude, it shouldn't be an urgent matter."

Meng Yunchi said: "It's really not in a hurry."

"If you're not in a hurry, why don't you come and sit with me?"

"Oh?"

Wu Zan's tribe is clustered in the center of Xisong Island, with towering buildings, and many Haidongqing cubs with incomplete transformations. The right hand is humanoid and the left hand is winged. He looked at the two visitors.

Wu Zan flew up to the tallest building with the two of them. There was agarwood inside, and a huge animal skin carpet was spread. After stepping on it, Wu Zan gently sank into it. The decoration inside the room is very simple.In the middle there is a high seat carved with a totem, and on the high seat sits an old man with gray hair.

"Father." Wu Zan saluted.

"Sect Master Wu." Meng Yunchi cupped his hands slightly.

The old man moved his fingers slightly, and opened a pair of cloudy eyes to look at the person below, "Well, it's strange, Ah Zan brought the visitor back."

Wu Zan: "This is the elder Wenxi of Cheng Huazong." He looked at Min Hangyuan next to him, and added: "With his disciples."

"Cheng Huazong," he closed his eyes, and said, "you young people can do whatever you want to do, and you don't have to report anything to me."

"Yes." Wu Zan retreated with the others, and invited them into the main room.The old man narrowed his eyes to look at Min Hangyuan's back, and then closed them again.

Wu Zan asked all the attendants to step down and make tea by himself. Xisong Island does not produce tea, but most of it is a tribute offered by the monks below.Usually they don't drink tea themselves, just keep it on hold, and entertain guests occasionally.Wu Zan grabbed a handful of tea leaves from the brocade box, threw them whole into the kettle, put them on the stove and boiled them on high heat, and when the water boiled, he picked up the tea and poured it into a bowl, which made the servant girl at the door feel pain all over her face.

Meng Yunchi fell silent as he looked at the strong yellow tea water still floating with broken tea leaves in the bowl.

Wu Zan still felt that it was not enough, so he asked someone to bring up some treats.

The servant girl watched helplessly as Wu Zan asked someone to bring a large stack of dried voles to the two guests.

Hai Dongqing eats meat, especially raw meat, the maid comforted herself, it was already considered good without a plate of bloody raw meat.

I don't know when the young master will change this perception that the whole world loves to eat dried voles.

Wu Zanduan sat down, "Yunchi came to Xisong Island this time, but what should I do?"

"Yeah," Meng Yunchi took a sip of the tea, and put aside the tureen, "Go to the Demon Realm."

Wu Zan stroked his chin thoughtfully, "Do you want to take your apprentice to practice?"

Meng Yunchi smiled, "That's not true, there is no master who takes his apprentices down the mountain to practice."

"Then what are you doing in the devil world?"

"It's a private matter."

Wu Zan couldn't ask again, and just said: "The entrance to the demon world under the mouth of the abyss is hard to find. If you don't pay attention, you will fall into another enchantment." No one survived, but for some reason recently, the enchantment seems to have disappeared for a long time."

Meng Yunchi's fingers gently hooked the edge of the bowl, a little absent-minded: "Really?"

"I didn't seem to hear you mention it when we first met."

Ah this...

Wu Zan's face froze immediately, a little embarrassing, and he said vaguely: "At that time, you were already in the sand barrier, but when I was about to remind you, the two sides were blocked, and I couldn't hear any sound."

"That's it."

"Yes," Wu Zan changed the subject somewhat unnaturally: "How about trying this voles in Yunchi, a specialty of our Xisong Island,"

Meng Yunchi: "...It's not necessary."

However, in the following time, Wu Zandu graciously invited Meng Yunchi to taste the dried voles, a specialty of Xisong Island, and Meng Yunchi got up to say goodbye after not sitting for too long.

"Aren't you really going to give it a try?" Wu Zan persisted, "Voles are not the only specialty of Xisong Island. I'll get someone to bring you back to Cheng Huazong."

"No, really not." Meng Yunchi took a step back and shook his head.

"Then... Yunchi will come more often next time."

"Mmm...mm." Meng Yunchi's tone gradually perfunctory, "Yes, yes..."

"I have to go," he said to Wu Zan, "I'll come back to talk to you sometime when I have time, and I may have to say goodbye today."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you," he said, "Goodbye."

"Farewell."

Wu Zan watched the two go away, his vision was blurred by the mist exhaled from his mouth and nose, he squinted his eyes, and saw that Min Hangyuan seemed to be whispering something in Meng Yunchi's ear in the distance, Meng Yunchi listened carefully for a moment with a concerned face, and hugged him With the hand hanging by his side, he rubbed it carefully, using the temperature in his palm to warm the cold body of the other party.

Some dazzling.

Wu Zan withdrew his gaze and turned back.

The sky in Nishimatsu Island is fine, and there is a sunset in the evening. The orange light is reflected on the snow, giving the icy white world a layer of hazy tenderness.

The two figures walked quietly in the snow, one step deeper and one step shallower, the mouth of the abyss was approaching, and the movement of the sand barrier could be vaguely heard.

The sand barrier is a restriction set up by the predecessors to prevent monks and mortals from accidentally entering the entrance of the demon world under the mouth of the abyss. It isolates the two worlds inside and outside, and ordinary people dare not step in easily.

"Let's go." Min Hangyuan turned his head to look at him.

Meng Yunchi came back to his senses, and replied: "En."

The two stepped into the sand barrier and walked straight ahead in the yellow sand flying all over the sky. After walking for a long time, the wind and sand gradually became smaller, and the huge chasm across the ground appeared in front of them.

"Come here." Meng Yunchi stood on the edge of Lie Que and reached out to him, with the abyss behind him.

Min Hangyuan looked at him for a moment, then put his hand on his.

Meng Yunchi suddenly smiled brightly, and said to him: "We're going home." After saying that, he pulled the man over with force with five fingers, and the two figures piled on top of each other, and fell straight to the bottomless place.

They kissed together in the sound of hunting and hunting, attacked each other's cities, tearing and biting, as if the black dragon's predatory nature was revealed at that moment, and they just wanted to tear each other into pieces in their arms, and then devour them all. Can no longer leave anyone.

Meng Yunchi licked his bleeding lower lip, and when he was about to fall to the ground, a huge demonic energy burst out from his body, which cushioned the fall of the two of them like dust and smoke, and landed lightly.

"Do you really want to eat me?" Meng Yunchi laughed.

Min Hangyuan was suddenly awakened by his words, and seeing Meng Yunchi's blood-stained lower lip, his eyes trembled a few times, holding back his emotions and carefully leaning over, licking off the blood bit by bit for him.

The two entangled for a long time, and then slowly walked towards the connection.

The connection port of the Demon Realm is hidden on the wall, invisible and intangible, Meng Yunchi made a move, and then a strong force struck, and the two of them had arrived in the Demon Realm in the blink of an eye.

The sky is dark purple, the crimson moon hangs in the sky, the ground is full of desolate and gloomy inexplicable vegetation, and there are occasional bones of monsters beside the stones, which seem to have been dead for a long time.

Min Hangyuan obviously felt better, and he no longer had the faint sense of oppression, so he didn't need to change back to his original shape to rest.

The Demon Realm is vast, but the number of people is extremely small. Compared to the Realm of Cultivation, the number of people in the Demon Realm is pitifully small. Most of them are strange and grotesque monsters that are easier to survive in this kind of place than humans.

Meng Yunchi led people to walk through the memory, but felt that there were many changes in this demon world compared to ten thousand years ago.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the demon world was almost haunted by ghosts, and fierce beasts and monsters wandered everywhere, and weaker people or monsters could not survive at all.However, the devil world seems to be much milder now.

After walking slowly for a long time, Meng Yunchi took Min Hangyuan's hand: "It's almost here, follow me."

He stepped up to the raging Heihe River on the bank, as if he was walking on the ground, turning a blind eye to the withered bones and rotting hands sticking out of the river, trying to drag them down but not daring to step forward.

The river is so wide that you can hardly see the edge, but Meng Yunchi walked a few steps, and saw the outline of a piece of land gradually appearing in the center of the river.

There are restrictions and formations on the river.

Seeing the land, Meng Yunchi led his people in. As soon as he landed, Min Hangyuan realized that this was another scene from the outside of the river. The inside is so vast that you can't see the end of it, but there are also ruins and ruins everywhere. There is a black creeper on the huge keel, like a predator wanting to occupy that keel as his own world.

It is more desolate than the outside. It is located in the middle of the river, and no one from the demon world can break in. It only maintains the appearance of thousands of years ago and has never changed.

Meng Yunchi watched the scene with all his eyes, and took two steps forward, but his sleeves were suddenly pulled.

He turned his head and saw the expression on Min Hangyuan's face: "Master..."

At that moment, Min Hangyuan felt that the two steps Meng Yunchi took seemed to be leaving him and entering another world, and every step was an unreachable and insurmountable distance.

"Don't worry," Meng Yunchi's eyes softened, "I'm just going to take a look."

"I'll go with you."

"Ah."

Turning around on this piece of land, Meng Yunchi chopped off all the keel bones of the ivy, burned them to ashes, collected them and buried them deep in the ground.

The magic palace had already been burned to the ground. Meng Yunchi looked at the ruins, and raised his finger to draw a complicated and old-looking formation in the void. When the runes were completed, they fell to the ground and suddenly expanded, and they began to circulate layer by layer from the inside to the outside.

The majestic magic palace rises from the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the ruins were gone, replaced by a towering and majestic huge palace.

"Let's go," Meng Yunchi teased with a slight smile, "My queen."

Min Hangyuan replied in a strange manner: "Okay."

The magic palace is indeed huge, but it looks particularly empty, as if the footsteps are slightly heavier on the stone bricks, and the echo in the hall can be heard, it is quite deserted.

"After so many days, are you tired?"

"Not tired."

Meng Yunchi touched his forehead, "I'm tired of being a teacher."

Min Hangyuan immediately said: "Actually, after walking for so many days, I'm somewhat tired, why don't Master accompany me to rest for a while?"

Meng Yunchi smiled and cooperated with him, "Okay, come here. I'll go to sleep with you."

Turning through many corridors, Min Hangyuan saw the empty small courtyard with rocky mountains and flowing water, and said casually: "It would be better to plant some peach blossoms here."

"Yes," Meng Yunchi kept walking, "It's up to you, I'll bring back some peach tree seedlings someday."

It was originally full of fire lilies, together with all the places outside the magic palace that could be seen, the color of blood.

A fire has burned away all the past, and it is indeed time for some new changes.

There was a carved bed in the center of the bedroom, with a black curtain hanging on it, and it swayed gently with the breeze, Meng Yunchi, who was dressed in moon-white clothes, looked out of place here.

Obviously he was the former owner here.

Min Hangyuan went over and caressed the curtain, then turned around and said, "This color is dull, I'll change it for Master."

Meng Yunchi had a good time, "how?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the black curtain suddenly turned into fresh and tender pink. When it moved in the breeze, it seemed that even the air was filled with pink bubbles.

Min Hangyuan didn't seem to notice it at all, he turned his head and said with a smile: "How does Master feel?"

Meng Yunchi: "...It's very good, very vivid."

"Then..." Min Hang approached far away, his voice low and magnetic: "Master, why don't you come over and have a try, how does this new-colored curtain bed sleep?"

Min Hangyuan stretched out his hand, and after a while Meng Yunchi's belt fell to the ground, and the two of them fell onto the bed. Min Hangyuan pressed Meng Yunchi, and said with a smile: "Master said that I'm tired, so why don't I be on top this time?"

Meng Yunchi narrowed his eyes slightly: "Oh"

……

Afterwards, Min Hangyuan lay on his side with his arms on his back and did not speak, his back ached when he moved.The warm body next to him leaned over, and his ear was bitten, "What's the matter," Meng Yunchi chuckled, "Didn't you say you were on top?"

Min Hangyuan: "..."

He doesn't want this kind of 'superior'.

In the summer solstice of the human world, the sun was like fire, Yunhua sat quietly in the gazebo, looked at the opposite Fengxi and looked at the lotus in the pond with her elbows on her elbows, and she had been looking at it for nearly a day.

The lotus seed tea in the cup was completely cold, but it still didn't take a sip.

Fengxi has been in this trance posture since he left the customs.

Shaoyue Hall has been standing still for more than half a year, and no one has lived in it for a long time.

"Master," Yun Hua pushed the teacup away, "If there is no other order, this disciple will leave first." He has already reported what he should have reported, and I don't know if Feng Xi has ever had a heart-to-heart.

Ruan Wen, the second son of the sect master of Lai Xian Sect, was also frozen to death in the ice prison more than half a year ago. To test Cheng Huazong's attitude, there is a state of letting go of previous suspicions.

"Well, I know, you go down."

Yun Hua resigned, Feng Xi was the only one left in the gazebo.

He closed his eyes, blowing the oncoming wind, and muttered to himself: "It's been more than half a year...will you come back..."

He could vaguely guess where the other party was, but he never looked for it.I didn't dare to look for it, and I couldn't look for it... I was even more afraid that I would lose control when I got to that place.

All the fire lilies in Shaoyue Palace died, none survived, and there would be no more lilies in the Demon Palace.

It seems that he can't find another beautiful and beautiful lily.

Outside the magic palace, there is a hawthorn tree wrapped in spiritual power, which is incompatible with the surrounding peach forest.A man came out from the palace gate, and walked slowly to the hawthorn tree with a small basket, looked at it for a long time, and stretched out his hands to pick the clusters of red fruits on it.

After a while, the small basket was filled to the brim, Meng Yunchi weighed the basket, turned around and went back, a gust of wind arose as his sleeves fluttered, and a rain of peach-colored flowers fell on his eyes.

There are a series of lanterns hanging on the corridor, hanging from the corridor to the peach blossom tree in the yard, which is very interesting.Meng Yunchi walked slowly, brought the hawthorn to the stove, rolled up his sleeves and started to deal with the hawthorn.

Pour the hawthorn into the plate, wash it, remove the stem and core, and string it up with a stick. After thinking about it, he felt that hawthorn should not be eaten too much, so he got some plums and apricots, boiled sugar water in the pot, put one of them Layers of sugar coating.

After drying for a while, the rock sugar cooled and condensed into a beautiful color.

He put the things in the food box and walked towards the bedroom.

The bedroom was lit with warm orange candlelight, and there was a bulge on the bed.Meng Yunchi put down the food box and walked over lightly, only to see Min Hangyuan open his eyes for a second: "Master."

Wake up in seconds.

Meng Yunchi pushed back his messy hair: "I always wake up so fast, I don't want to sleep much longer"

Min Hangyuan sat up, and the brocade quilt slipped off, revealing a slightly thinner body and a slightly swollen abdomen underneath, "If you sleep again, it will rust."

"Then let's go for a walk today."

"Ah."

Min Hangyuan sniffed for a moment, "What did Master bring?"

"Your sense of smell is becoming more and more sensitive." Meng Yunchi took out the food box behind him, "Don't eat too much hawthorn, you can eat something else."

"it is good."

Meng watched him put the rock sugar plums into his mouth, and sighed slightly in his heart.Min Hang had no sense of taste, he was afraid that everything would be tasteless, these candied haws were just as long as he made them, the other party would eat some of them.

"Is it sweet?"

Min Hangyuan licked the sugar residue on his lips, "Sweet."

Meng Yunchi looked at him without saying a word.

Min Hangyuan put down the things in his hands, and suddenly leaned forward, his lips pressed against each other's lips, twirling between the other's lips and tongue, and only after a while did he back away three inches, and repeated with a smile: "It's very sweet."

It's so sweet that he can eat it.

He really can't taste the other things.

Except candied haws.

In the afternoon, the two came out of the magic palace and wandered in the peach blossom forest.Fallen flowers are colorful, and the soft roads are paved by petals, and there is no sign of the barren appearance at all.

"It's been more than half a year, time really flies by."

"Yes." Meng Yunchi raised his head and twirled a peach blossom that was in full bloom, and pinned it to Min Hangyuan's ear.

He likes to do this very much, he wants to pick any flower he sees and put it in Minhangyuan's ear.

"This magic palace has lived in for half a year, and it's still a bit empty." He watched the flowers trembling in Minhangyuan's ears, and continued: "Occasionally, I feel that something is missing. Did we leave something in the Chenghuazong?" .”

"What happened?" Min Hangyuan asked back.

"Hmm..." Meng Yunchi curled up and directly touched his chin as if thinking.

I missed something and didn't bring it...

Dong Fei: Huh?

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