After picking up the merman junior brother, I was forced to eat soft food

Jing Zun withdrew his smile, the fragrance floating in the room hadn't completely dissipated, a trace of it made his breath full of endless bewilderment.

His eyes were also stained with fire, and he slowly bent down, and the man responded to his light touch, so he let his fire flow spread, and raised his hand to pinch the man's chin.

And the man let out a slight cry of pain, and his mouth was filled with a touch of blood. He came back to his senses, stroked A Zhuo's lips, a little blood oozed from the corner of his lips, he wiped it away with his fingertips, and said in shame: "sorry."

Just about to get up, Ah Zhuo hooked his neck: "Aren't you going to continue?"

"If you continue, something will happen."

At this time, the two of them, in this state, were too tortured to be together.

He wanted to pull his junior brother's arm away, but he looked at the corners of his blood-stained lips, his eyes filled with water vapor, his face full of charm, but with a unique purity.

He was reluctant to go far.

So patiently and softly comforted: "You see, this is not soundproof. If I really start... What if you make some strange noises and they hear them next door?"

"This……"

[It would be too shameful if they heard it. ]

[Then...then it’s fine if I don’t make a sound. ]

Ok?

Jing Zun said that his ability has been doubted.

But now is not the time to prove it: "If you don't make a sound, then the curtain shakes, they can all hear it, do you want to attract them to watch?"

"I don't want to." The person in front of me blurted out.

And secretly thinking: [Okay then, but I... but I...]

Jing Zun saw that his cheeks were flushed, his hands were tightly clutching the bedding, his nails were almost embedded in his flesh, and he couldn't help feeling distressed for a while, thinking that he should let Yu Sibai make alchemy as soon as possible.

The younger brother made up his mind, so he really didn't ask any more, he just put his slightly hot body into Jing Zun's arms again: "I only hold you, keep what you say, trust me."

"Yeah." Jing Zun put his arms around him: "Then...can you return the clothes to me?"

"You're so warm, I'll return it tomorrow morning."

Jing Zun: "..."

Maybe it was because the fragrance was blown away, or maybe it was because the courtship period came and went quickly, and in the middle of the night, the junior finally endured it and fell into a deep sleep.

His head was buried in Jing Zun's heart, breathing evenly against his skin.

Jing Zun stared wide-eyed at the night pearl emitting mist-like light.

He didn't feel sleepy at all.

Holding his junior in his arms with no clothes on, his willpower has been tested. If there is no other reaction, it will really embarrass him.

His eyes were straight, waiting until dawn.

After Ah Zhuo woke up, he began to apologize to him.

Jing Zun sighed quietly: Sure enough, what you said last night will not be said again today.

After Ah Zhuo helped him transform the clothes back, he asked cautiously: "This silk, brother... will you still wear it in the future?"

"Put it on." He didn't even think about it.

Ash bowed his head and smiled.

Several other people in the yard have also woken up, and after we tidy up, we should look back at Yanshan Mountain.

It's just that they are not very energetic, Yan E yawned and asked Jing Zun: "Why do you seem to have not slept all night?"

"Is this..."

He asked Ah Chuo again: "What's wrong with your mouth, it seems to be bitten by someone."

"Is this..."

"Hey, I didn't sleep well, I had a strange dream all night." He didn't wait for anyone to answer, he just said to himself.

Meng Ximao asked: "What strange dream?"

"It's too big to say, it has to be as fragrant as it is." Yan E shrugged.

Meng Ximao lowered her eyes slightly: "Me too."

Xuan Yan said: "Same."

"How could this be? Could it be that the demon's turbidity caused our desire?"

Jing Zun shook his head secretly, this was obviously the result of the breath of the "spiritual power surge pill".

Yan E looked at the two of them again: "What about you, are you dreaming?"

The two shook their heads in unison without discussing it.

"Is this turbidity still picking people?" Yan E looked around in doubt, but didn't notice anything. He turned his face to meet Meng Ximao. He joked and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Meng dreamed about... who?"

Meng Xisubaru blushed: "Why do you only ask me?"

"You look the most serious, which makes people want to know who can enter your dream."

"No comment." Meng Ximao walked out quickly.

A few people also caught up with a smile.

Before leaving, Jing Zun asked Yu Sibai for a pill.

Yu Si rolled his eyes and said, "I can help you practice, but how much will it cost?"

"How much do you want?"

"The spirit stone is 1 yuan, and you can also give the world silver taels, 10 taels."

At this price, the ghost king, who has always been rich, couldn't help but click his tongue.

Jing Zun narrowed his eyes slightly, wanting to pin the protector to the ground and beat him up.

"Pay the money first, and then I'll practice alchemy." Yu Sibai stretched out his hand again.

Jing Zun looked at him.

Yu Sibai suddenly couldn't move the hand he stretched out, and he couldn't take it back even after a lot of effort, his face changed: "You...you are..."

This is the spirit of the magic cultivator.

Jing Zun interrupted him, took out a piece of white jade, and threw it in the palm of his immobile hand: "How much do you think this jade is worth?"

Yu Sibai glanced at the white jade, dripping with sweat, and said, "It looks like something belonging to the Lord, I dare not estimate it."

"Let's estimate the price, how much medicine pill can you buy?"

"This jade is a priceless treasure. I will take care of Immortal Master Jiang's medicine in the future."

Jing Zun showed a smile from under the fence: "You won't suffer, right?"

"No, no, what's the point of refining some elixir, and I made a lot of money."

"In this case, you can repair this hall."

"Ah?" Yu Sibai showed a bitter expression, "This is painted by Yan Shuanghong, so why should I fix it?"

Jing Zun pretended not to have heard of it: "This hall was not well repaired before. When it was rebuilt, several hot springs were installed, one for each of the large, small, deep and shallow."

"No, I shouldn't be in charge of this..." Yu Sibai continued to argue, but glanced at the person in front of him, stopped speaking, bowed his head and said, "Yes."

Jing Zun said again: "Is this money enough?"

"Enough, enough." Yu Sibai was frustrated, "There is still some left."

"Okay, then go to Hu Yiqing and help me modify a drawing of the spirit weapon." He threw another object into Yu Sibai's hands, and then unraveled the illusion.

Yu Sibai wanted to cry, and put the things in his hands into his arms in a panic: "She is very evil in making spiritual weapons, and the asking price is very high."

"not enough?"

"Enough." Yu Sibai wanted to cry but had no tears, patting his mouth and secretly said, "Tell you to talk more, tell you to talk more!"

This is a big loss.

This is just an ordinary synthetic jade, obviously worthless at all, okay?

Jing Zun turned around satisfied: "You want to fight for the position of Demon Lord..."

"No, no, who said that." Yu Sibai was terrified, "Everyone...that was a joke, a joke, we are loyal to the Lord, absolutely dare not."

"It's okay, everyone depends on their abilities. It's good for you to be aggressive." Jing Zun smiled and greeted a few senior brothers, "Let's go."

After leaving Qinghu Mountain, several people were still shocked: "Junior Brother Jing, why does Yu Sibai listen to you so much?"

"He didn't listen to me, he listened to Qian."

"Is that piece of jade of yours worth a lot? Why doesn't it look very eye-catching to me?"

"Um... You don't know that the preferences of the demons are different from other people, so Yu Sibai likes low-quality jade."

"That's it, then I'll go wholesale a few boxes of this kind of jade, can you ask Yu Sibai to help me practice something?"

"Okay." Jing Zun nodded calmly.

"But..." Ah Zhuo said, "I clearly heard that he said that the jade statue belonged to the former Demon Lord."

Jing Zun faltered: "This...there are a lot of folk imitations. The former demon king died so that there is not even a scum left. Who can get his things."

The little brother thought for a while, nodded and said "yes", he still has a lot of questions to ask, such as why the brother meddles in his own business and reminds the demons to repair the main hall, why he said to install a hot spring, and what spiritual weapons are there? Making drawings, but before he asked, everyone around him had already asked.

Since Jing Zun didn't avoid them, he was able to lie to them: "The collapse of the Demon Race Hall has something to do with us. We can't ignore it. Isn't it normal to install hot springs? Every peak of Zhaoyan Mountain has them. The spiritual weapon, I I really want a handy one, but now I don’t have a spiritual weapon at hand, what do you want?”

"It's okay, Zhao Yanshan will send it out, but if you want to use the spiritual weapon in advance, why don't you ask Chang Feng?" Xuan Yan said.

Jing Zun wanted to say that the spiritual weapon made by Changfeng was too pure and upright to suppress the formation of sinking sand in the South China Sea, but he could only say on the surface: "Since Yu Sibai feels that he is only ashamed to accept that piece of jade for making alchemy, why don't you accept it?" If I let them do something else, I don’t want to suffer.”

"You seem to know Yu Sibai very well." Yan E rolled his eyes, slapped his forehead, and said with a teasing look: "Could it be that Yu Sibai is your love debt?"

"Huh?" Jing Zun almost forgot this lie.

He looked at his junior brother first: "I don't have any peach blossom debts."

A Zhuo didn't hear what they said before, so he didn't understand what they said now, he just blinked his bright eyes.

[Of course I believe in Elder Brother. ]

[In the original book, he has no emotional lines at all. ]

[Ah... there is no relationship line, so...]

Seeing his junior brother frowning again, Jing Zun stretched out his hand to hold him, and walked in front with him: "It depends on man."

Ah Zhuo thought for a moment, then nodded.

After crossing the black water, several people looked back, and the demon world slowly dissipated before their eyes.

Yan E sighed: "If there is a chance to come again, I will definitely catch that little liar who sells fake medicine."

Xuan Yan agreed, and vowed: "Sooner or later, Yan Shuanghong will return to the Yaozu."

Ah Zhuo: [I hope that none of those protectors can win, and the position of Demon Lord must be reserved for the elder brother. ]

Jing Zun smiled faintly, and looked at Meng Xisubaru again.

Only he has no idea.

Meng Ximao said: "The turbidity of the demon clan is so serious that it makes people have unreasonable dreams. Even people like us in the immortal sect can't resist, so what kind of state are these demon clan children in their daily life? It could be prostitution, should I go back and report to the master and the head teacher?"

Jing Zun: "..."

You're just a prostitute!

"Farewell, farewell, all walks of life have their own way of life, why do you care so much..." Several people persuaded one after another, "It's too embarrassing for Xianmen to know that we came to the demons and had strange dreams."

Meng Ximao was finally persuaded, and they returned to Zhaoyan Mountain to return to their orders.

After they left, Yu Sibai kicked open the door of Hu Yiqing's room: "You are right, the Lord is not dead."

Hu Yiqing was frightened: "You also found something unusual?"

"Do you still need to find out?" Yu Sibai took out the jade, "He has revealed his identity." He threw a set of blueprints in front of Hu Yiqing, "The task given to you by the Lord."

Hu Yiqing took the blueprint: "What does your lord mean, he is now taking photos of Yanshan Mountain?"

"I don't know why he is taking pictures of Yanshan Mountain, but it seems...he doesn't want us to expose his identity, please keep your mouth tight."

Hu Yiqing nodded, and stretched out the blueprint: "The Journey Halberd? Oh, no, it's an imitation of the Journey Halberd." She looked down and saw that the name given to the imitation by the Lord was... Lost Rod.

……

Returning to Zhaoyan Mountain and continuing to settle down in the morning and evening, Jing Zun's punished mountain and river map has not yet been completed, so the demon king and ghost king still have a reason to come to Luoyue Peak for dinner.

Full of wine and food, Ah Zhuo instructed the three of them to paint, the master was bored, and Meng Ximao went to the back mountain to play.

He had just stopped him, but saw that the two apprentices were not as calm as before, their hands were shaking, and their faces turned red.

After the two of them left, the Ghost King bit his pen and said, "I guess, it was Elder Xiaoju that Junior Brother Meng dreamed about that night."

Several people around me fell down and did not get up for a long time.

The results of this tutoring session were not bad, and all the paintings they handed in passed the test.

And Ah Zhuo soon ushered in the assessment.

In this poetry and song assessment special examination, the new students who are in the same class as him, No.1 in each group can get the honor stone. A Zhuo didn't have such a strong will to win or lose, but he wanted to win the honor stone for the big brother. double the effort.

He was full of confidence at first, but after the assessment results, No.1 was Meng Xisubaru.

The author has something to say: Yu Sibai: I don’t like inferior jade! !