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

Jing Zun, who was out of the pass, immediately wanted to visit his junior brother, and stood in front of his window, feeling hesitant in his steps.

Just as he was about to go in, he heard someone knock on the door of that room, he dodged and sat on the opposite roof.

Inside the opened window, he saw Meng Ximao walking in with some tea and pastries. This time, the courtyard where they lived was far away from the night market, and it was quiet. The conversation was still clearly audible.

He saw Meng Ximao urging the junior brother to eat, the junior brother put his arms on the window lattice and looked out, shook his head and said no.

Meng Ximao also stood in line with him by the window and asked him, "Are you worried?"

"We haven't seen senior brother for three months." Ah Zhuo said bluntly.

"You miss him very much?"

"No, no." A Zhuo lowered his eyes, "After all, we are from the same school, so I am a little worried."

"The Four Guardians said that he is recuperating. We can't disturb him. It's useless to worry. We can only wait patiently." Meng Ximao persuaded him, "Don't worry, the demons promised not to fight with Xianmen, and they dare not take Eldest Brother How about it, I think, Elder Brother may have his own business, so it is inconvenient to come to see us."

"I'm just asking."

Meng Ximao was silent for a while, assessed his tone, looked at him and said, "Little brother, aren't you tired looking like this?"

"what?"

Meng Ximao smiled and said: "I can see that you are obviously a lively person, and you should also like to laugh and play in private. Why do you have to pretend to be gloomy?"

"I……"

"You don't have to deny it. You're not pretending, but anyone who has been with you for a long time should be able to see it."

"This..." Ah Zhuo frowned. He has always maintained the character design in the book, but now, it seems that many things are not the same as in the original book.

For example, Xuan Wuguang not only did not die, but also became good friends with them, and he did not offend Zhao Yanshan, but became a disciple in the mountain.

The protagonist Meng Ximao came to Luoyue Peak from Yingxia Peak, and the master changed from the head teacher to the elder Xiaoju.

For another example, the fairy and the devil are already having an unpleasant fight at this time, but it seems that the two sides are getting along very well.

Now that the plot has been changed, is it necessary to maintain this character design?

But there are some things that he doesn't want to change, such as the senior brother's halo.

So, don't collapse, I hope that the non-collapse characters can maintain these plots.

It's just that the people around him have already seen it, so he had no choice but to stop pretending: "I have no choice but, second senior brother, don't say it, don't even tell the master and senior brother, okay?"

"Have you been coerced?" Meng Ximao's first reaction was.

"No no."

"Oh, then... this is your freedom." The people around him paused, "I won't gossip everywhere, Master has a big temper, he didn't see it, but, are you sure the elder brother didn't see it? He But the one with you the longest."

"He..." A Zhuo thought about it for a while, as if thinking of something, his eyes dimmed, "He never said it, maybe you can't see it, maybe he is also a big-tempered person, maybe... he doesn't pay much attention to it on weekdays I."

"He's not a big-hearted person." Meng Ximao shook her head.

Jing Zun was listening on the opposite side, and secretly said: "Second Junior Brother, you can really talk!"

Fortunately, Meng Ximao, who was very good at talking, didn't say anything more, and the two fell into silence again facing the flowers and the moonlight outside the window.

The flower branch swayed slightly, knocking off a few petals, floating and falling in curls.

Meng Ximao plucked off a trembling leaf, looked at the people around him first, didn't quite believe it, looked away, and looked again after a while.

When he looked at it for the third time, he finally said, "Junior Brother, are you missing Senior Brother?"

"I……"

"You don't have to pretend in front of me, do you?"

Ah Zhuo rubbed his face, nodded: "I miss you a little."

"Just some?"

"Eh... Since I met him, I have never been separated for such a long time."

"Yeah, I haven't been separated before, so I don't know how to be happy. I haven't seen each other for a long time. Only when I really appreciate the madness of thinking can I know it deeply." Miss him very much."

"But I'm not like you." He stretched out his hand and spread out the leaf in his palm, a little glittering and translucent shimmering on the leaf, "Yakzhu, Yuren weeps tears for the person who is truly happy, junior brother, your heart is full of joy!" Brother."

Jing Zun, who was half lying on the roof with his arms slanted, sat up and looked at the shark bead on the leaf.

A Zhuo took the leaf, his palms trembling slightly, and a few drops of shark beads fell again, slipped across the green leaves, and rolled onto the window lattice.

[Senior Brother Xinyue, Senior Brother Xinyue...]

Jing Zun flicked his sleeves, flew over from the eaves, stepped over the window lattice, and settled in front of them.

The crocodile silk stained with moonlight dropped a few petals, shaking slightly on the shoulders.

The people in the room were dumbfounded and dared not speak in a daze.

After reacting, Ah Zhuo put the hand holding the leaf behind his back: "Brother, you are back."

Meng Ximao looked at his movements, showing an expression of resentment, and picked up the tea tray: "I'll go first, you two talk."

When I walked out of the room, I thought of something when I closed the door. I poked my head in and said, "Long time no see, senior brother, I miss you very much."

After he finished speaking, he closed the door tightly with a click.

Jing Zun slowly said to the front: "Well, I'm back."

After waiting for a while, I saw that the other party did not answer the call.

He had no choice but to continue: "I made you worry, I'm sorry..."

Suddenly felt a heat in his chest, and he couldn't finish his words.

Ah Zhuo hugged him, buried his face in his chest, and hugged him tightly.

His hands were at a loss, he stretched them out for a while, then he also hugged him, and stroked his back lightly: "I'm fine, I'm fine."

The person in the arms probably felt lost, and let go of him with a blushing face. The leaf was still in his hand, and a drop of shark bead was wrapped in the leaf. He held it tightly, put his back behind his back, bowed his head and said, "It's fine."

Then there is no more words.

His heart was beating fast, but he didn't think about anything.

Or, at this time, the surface is what the heart thinks.

He didn't speak, didn't think about anything, Jing Zun didn't know how to deal with it.

Since you are happy, why don't you say it again?

Is it affectionate but timid?

Jing Zun has no experience in these things, he was silent for a while, and said: "In two days, let's go back to Yanshan Mountain."

"Yeah." Ah Zhuo nodded, lowering his eyebrows and not looking at him.

"Then...you go to bed early." He said, and was about to go out.

"Hey, wait a minute..." someone behind him called him.

He immediately stopped and turned his head, but saw the man drooping his eyes again, faltering and saying: "Oh, it's okay, go to bed early."

"Okay." Jing Zun had no choice but to go out again, walking very slowly, and walked out of the door after a long time, not feeling sleepy, and flew to the roof to watch the moon again.

After watching for a while, he made a decision to call Yan Shuanghong, and asked straight to the point: "How did you and that scholar get together, and what did you say?"

Yan Shuanghong was awakened from sleep, listless: "I didn't say anything, just do it."

"doing what?"

"Sleep." The other party yawned, "I'm so sleepy." As he spoke, he lay back in a daze, unaware that he was hanging in the air behind him.

Jing Zun had no choice but to throw a leaf to catch her, and waved her sleeves to send her back.

Then he continued to look at the moon, pondering Yan Shuanghong's words: "Sleep... sleep?"

I didn't sleep much that night. After seeing the moon in the middle of the night, I went to the back mountain to watch the wind for a while. After dawn, I felt sleepy, so he went back to the room to rest.

Ah Zhuo and Meng Ximao got up in the morning and saw that he was asleep. They planned to go back today, but they couldn't bear to call him, so they waited obediently in the main hall.

At the dawn of dawn, the four guardians of blue, red, soap and white are all wearing very gorgeous clothes today, long robes and robes, their hair is neatly combed, and a group of disciples from the demon race filed in, lined up on both sides, holding clothes and hair crowns Wait, there is another white mask, respectfully presented in front of Ah Zhuo.

A Zhuo got up in panic: "What are you...doing?"

The four protectors and all the people knelt down and kowtowed: "Your subordinates refer to the lord."

A Zhuo almost lost his footing: "Honorable Lord?"

"Yes, we are willing to regard Master Jiang Xiaoxian as our lord, and obey the lord's instructions in everything."

After prostrating, someone stepped forward: "The new lord, please change your clothes."

The disciples shook off the big red shirt and put it on for him. A phoenix embroidery spread from the back to the chest, the gorgeous red was dazzling.

"I didn't say that I wanted to be a lord..." A Zhuo was forced to put on a red dress, and explained to them, but his face turned cold, and the white mask covered his face, suppressing his words.

Hu Yiqing said: "My lord forgives sins, this is a rule, the new lord must wear a mask at the succession ceremony."

His mask is specially made, and after wearing it, he can hide his identity information. Others will not be able to tell that he is a mermaid, nor can he see that he is a demon cultivator.

This was explained by Jing Zun. After all, the mermaids belong to the demon world. If they want to be the lord of the demon clan, it is better to hide their original identity, so as not to be used by those who want to.

What Ajuna wanted to explain was interrupted by the mask, he looked at these demon disciples through the hollow holes in his eyes, and had some thoughts in this moment.

"Since they let me be the lord, I will temporarily replace the elder brother as the lord. When the time comes for the elder brother, I will give it to him. At least these times, the demons dare not have anyone coveting the position of the lord. I will help you Brother, watch over."

After making up his mind in this way, he stabilized his mask, took the palm order presented, stood up straight and said in a calm voice: "Okay, since the demon clan has no leader now, then I will be the lord, but I will be with you first." You explain that I am just a substitute, and I will return it when the Lord returns."

The four protectors looked at each other, and secretly said: "You two can do whatever you want, and you can do it differently. Anyway, we recognize it clearly. We have two lords, so we have to listen."

So they kowtowed together: "I would like to follow Zunzhu Jiang's instructions."

"You all know that I am a disciple of the Immortal Sect, and I don't come to the Demon Clan very often on weekdays. Please manage the affairs of the Demon Clan properly. In addition, please don't reveal my identity to the Immortal Sect."

"Understood." Jing Zun explained these things in advance.

And the word "Xianmen" finally awakened Meng Ximao who was stunned by the shock, and his eyes widened: "Little brother, are you a demon?"

Ah Zhuo explained with a guilty conscience: "This was an accident, second senior brother, please don't tell the head teacher and master..."

"Let me react for a while longer." Meng Ximao didn't listen, and paced around in the hall.

At this moment, the succession ceremony is also over.

Meng Xisubaru walked up to him again.

Ah Zhuo said: "Don't tell Elder Brother..."

Meng Ximao pinched her own person, and said with difficulty: "If you want me not to tell, it's okay unless you knock me out, I can't let you do this, your move is tantamount to betraying the fairy sect..."

Before he finished speaking, he really clicked, then rolled his eyes, and passed out.

Jing Zun on the roof withdrew his Ling Jue and looked down. Fortunately, he woke up just in time to see the younger brother perform the ceremony of succession.

She was dressed in bright red clothes, with palms hanging from her waist, a hair crown of white jade and red beads, and clear yet frightened eyes under the mask.

He also saw his junior bowed three times in front of the high hall, his red clothes were luxuriant, his hair was as long as ink, and his face was like a bright moon.