Shangxian opens the door to receive express delivery

The two people in the sky come and go, you advance and the other retreats, and they rotate twice from time to time. People who don't know may think they are dancing ballroom dancing.

But Qingjue felt that he was a little anxious to get angry now.

"Don't worry, Daxian." Pharaoh comforted him, and he brought over a strip of popcorn, "Would you like to eat some?"

Qingjue: "...Okay."

Lao Wang immediately laughed happily.

Qing Jue also raised the corners of her mouth, crumpled the popcorn and stuffed it into Old Wang's mouth.

"do not bother me."

Lao Wang: Woooooo...

Qing Jue rubbed his eyebrows with some headaches, no wonder Wei Mian always had a short-lived expression when talking to these people, looking at it now, it was indeed the case.

Wei Mian is still fighting with each other, the two of them are extremely fast, you come and go in the air, dancing into a stream of light, Qing Jue looks anxious in his heart, wishing to go up to help, but thinking about his little mana left, he went I'm afraid it's just a hindrance to defending the title.

Suddenly, with a flash in front of his eyes, he saw one of them being knocked down from the sky by the other, and fell into the green belt with a plop.

Qing Jue's heart tightened, not knowing who the other party was.

The one in the sky followed closely behind, took an ax and slashed a few times on the green belt indiscriminately, then walked over cursing.

"Grandma, you actually played earth escape with me."

As soon as the other party spoke, the tone was familiar to him, and the feeling of intimacy came over his face, Qingjue rushed over: "Where is that person?"

Wei Mian put his arms around Qing Jue: "Run away, it's okay, I'll go find him tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? Can you find it?" Qing Jue looked up at him.

Wei Mian thought for a while: "He still insists that he is Wei Mian, and that I am the one who occupies the magpie's nest. As long as he still thinks so, he will definitely come back to me."

Qing Jue nodded thoughtfully, he looked up at Wei Mian's smiling face, for some reason, he remembered what the fake Wei Mian said before, he bit his lips, hesitant to speak.

"What?" Wei Mian noticed something was wrong with him.

"No." Qing Jue still shook his head and didn't say anything.

Wei Mian squinted his eyes, smiled faintly, and waved to the onlookers: "It's gone, it's a bunch of dead eights."

"cut--"

Everyone stopped watching the fun and turned to go home.

The people around dispersed, and the sky was still black. It only took about an hour from the appearance of the defending champion to the end of the fight, and the dust had already settled before others had time to know anything.

Wei Mian also brought Qing Jue back home slowly.

Everything in the small bachelor apartment is very familiar, there are no outsiders, and the defending champion is sitting next to him, which makes Qingjue feel at ease and at ease.

"Oh, I'm exhausted." Wei Mian stretched his waist, cast a spell to make himself a cup of fairy tea, and tasted it pretendingly.

Immortal energy lingered on the tip of his tongue, which immediately refreshed his nerves, and swept away the fatigue he had experienced for many days.

"Good tea." Wei Mian shook his head, sighed in enjoyment, and brought the teacup to Qing Jue's mouth, "Do you want to have a sip?"

Qing Jue subconsciously took a sip and felt that the taste was not bad: "I haven't seen you drink it before."

"Hey." Wei Mian took another sip, "I met an old friend, he gave it to me."

"Didn't you go to the realm of comprehension?" Qingjue asked calmly, stirring his sleeves.

"Yeah, an old friend I met there."

"Didn't you... go find Wu Ling?"

Wei Mian took a sip from the teacup, and added some water to it: "I hurried to the cultivation world, but I found that Wu Ling was not at home. I was about to come back when I met an old friend who was pulling me to drink tea. .After finally coming back, I found someone imitating my face? This is simply spending my money, sleeping on my bed, and touching my wife!"

Qingjue: "...don't talk nonsense."

Wei Mian laughed, stretched out his hands and rubbed Qing Jue's blushing face: "How do you know that's not me?"

"I just know." Qingjue was very serious, looking intently into defending's eyes, "You are completely different."

That person exudes a different feeling from defending the crown from his body, so obvious, so different, how could he not recognize it.

Wei Mian's heart was so soft that he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and kissed him on the forehead.

"Come with me tomorrow to find him."

"Okay." Qing Jue nodded.

In fact, he only absorbed a little of the fairy grass and elixir given to him by the defending champion before, and most of the medicinal effects have not been well transformed in the body. Being able to increase your mana a little bit, at least not to hold you back.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little sad. He never thought that he would be worried about dragging people down before.

"Then go to bed first." Wei Mian stood up, "I want to take a bath."

Watching Wei Mian enter the bathroom, Qing Jue sat quietly on the sofa for a while, watching the teacup with white mist rising from the coffee table, slowly got up, and went back to the room.

Qingjue could hear the sound of water in the bathroom and defending humming a ditty. Lying on the bed, he found it difficult to fall asleep.There are so many things I want to ask, is what Wu Ling said is true, is Wei Mian staying by her side just for Pan Gu's blood, is it because Wei Mian made him fail in the tribulation?

But looking at defending's face, he felt that he couldn't ask.

Obviously it was defending the crown who worked hard to find these fairy grasses and elixir. It was he who tried his best to help him recover his mana. Pangu's blood was finally taken away by the witch order.

What exactly is the truth?

"What are you thinking?" The defending voice sounded, awakening Qing Jue.

"Nothing." Qing Jue turned over.

He knew what the other party was thinking about defending the title, but at this time, it was not a good time to tell everything, so he just smiled, then went to bed, and hugged the other party in his arms.

"Go to sleep."

"Ah."

Early the next morning, while Wei Mian was still asleep, he heard a knock on the door, crackling, and it felt like the door was about to be knocked down.

Sure enough, the next second, the door was kicked open with a "bang", followed by Ao Chun's yelling.

"It belongs to his uncle! Which bastard dared to pretend to be my brother and rob his wife, I cut him off!"

Defending: ...

Qingjue: ...

Hearing the movement coming towards the bedroom, Wei Mian hurriedly turned over, and quickly bounced off the bed, like someone who had been captured/raped, hurriedly put on his clothes, and ran out angrily.

"Ao Chun! Is your mind full of shit!"

As soon as he finished shouting, Wei Mian was stunned, and saw a large group of people standing in the living room, Yang Jian, Ao Chun, Taishang Laojun, Zhinu, Xiaoqing Xiaobai, Yandi Xingtian also came, and the living room was crowded. Especially in the corridor outside the house, there are a group of demons and ghosts watching.

"I wipe..." Ao Chun was also dumbfounded, "Why is it so similar?"

"Yes, yes, it's too similar."

"It's really like it."

"It's like looking in a mirror."

Defending the title was a headache from their quarrel again, why are all these fairies so dishonest.

"To shut up!"

Wei Mian and Wu Ling yelled together, even with the same impatient expressions.

"Wow, it's more like speaking."

"Two defending champions."

"I can't tell who is real and who is fake!"

Everyone started discussing one after another, buzzing and buzzing, especially Xing Tian, ​​who had no words to say that he was happier than anyone else, and he didn't know how Emperor Yan cured him, so his tone of speech became completely normal.

"He is real." At this time, Qing Jue, who came out of the room, stood beside Wei Mian, "I can testify."

"It's useless for you to testify alone." Xing Tian said.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

After all, the two people in front of them are exactly the same, and the aura on their bodies is also the same, so they cannot be distinguished at all.

Only Taishang Laojun's expression is a little subtle. Isn't this what happened to that stinky monkey hundreds of years ago?Why did it happen again.

"Since you can't tell the truth from the fake, it seems that there is only one way." Taishang Laojun suggested.

"Let me go to see the Tathagata, I'm not interested." Wu Ling spoke.

Wu Ling put Wei Mian's face on his face, which made Wei Mian very unhappy no matter how he looked at it.

"That's not true, there is an easier method." Laojun was unpredictable.

"What method, tell me quickly." Ao Chun hurriedly urged.

"Our store has launched a new pill called Zhenxin Pill. As the name suggests, it can ask the deepest things in the mind of the user. It is very convenient to buy and arrive at any time. It is specially designed for torture prisoners, discovering extramarital affairs, bank passwords and other things. It has a miraculous effect, first come first served."

Defending: "... Get lost."

"Oh, don't be angry." The old gentleman is thick-skinned, still smiling, "One pill only costs 500 yuan, and there are no side effects. And according to my observation, I am not targeting anyone in Buddhism. You are defending the truth, Buddhism does not necessarily have baldness to be able to tell the difference."

Defending the crown stared at him seriously.

"Okay." Laojun coughed, "This is for mortals, and it really has no effect on you. If you want to make a clear distinction, you should go to the Wenxin Pond in Kunlun Mountain."

This is a good idea, Wenxinchi can indeed distinguish between real and fake things in the world, just take a photo next to Wenxinchi, and you can easily see through a person's authenticity.

Wu Ling glanced at the defending champion provocatively: "Spicy chicken, come on."

Defending: ...Fuck, this tone really resembles me.

"Come on, I'm afraid of you!" Wei Mian hurriedly dragged Qing Jue to follow.

The three of them quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Old gentleman, you really don't know who is real and who is not?" Yang Jian narrowed his eyes.

Laojun chuckled: "Whether it's true or not, don't you all know? Since you really want to play, let's play with him."