Xianmen boss is actually my ex-boyfriend

Moulting is like rebirth, which takes a lot of effort.

The young Xianjun soon lost his strength, and he bent down in a daze, lying on Cheng Yuzhi's lap.The nose collided with Xiao Cheng's kneecap, and Cheng Yuzhi actually felt that his knee was so painful.

"Your nose is probably not made of iron." Cheng Yunzhi complained.

Seeing that he really didn't have the strength to speak out, he could only shut his mouth resentfully, and sat on the edge of the bed with his legs hanging down.

And the beautiful fairy half-kneeled, leaning on his knees, turned his face away, unable to see how the molting was going.

Cheng Yuzhi wanted to turn his face to see his situation, but was reluctantly turned a little bit, then turned back, hiding himself even deeper.

Cheng Yuzhi clicked his tongue twice: "Xianjun, it's not that I haven't seen it, what are you hiding from?"

Said, pinched his chin.

The man's hair was pushed back fragilely, and lovingly stroked behind the ears, revealing the clean and clean profile of his face.

The hair crown on his head was crumbling, and Cheng Yunzhi thought that it would be difficult to hold his hair with such a tight thing.

So he made a claim and took off his hair crown.

Immediately, the hair in one hand fell down, and the ends of the hair smoothly adhered to the side of his leg.

"How could it be a monster?" Xiao Cheng said in a coaxing tone, "There are ugly and kind-hearted people in this world."

He made a joke, "Just kidding, kidding. I mean, didn't you just shed your skin, and didn't do anything bad to eat people, what are you afraid of?"

Gu Yan squinted his eyes halfway, the moonlight could only shine on the ends of his hair, but there seemed to be a faint silvery luster of moonlight in his eyes.

His fingers on Cheng Yuzhi's lap tightened, and they wrinkled his clothes.

Cheng Yunzhi yelled in pain, he didn't dare to pat his head, so he could only pat his fingers: "Let go, let go, you already have the strength to arrest people, don't you?"

Gu Yan finally agreed to look up at him.

Cheng Yuzhi found that the skin he shed was precarious, it was hanging on his chin, and a layer was rolled up around his neck, like a layer of transparent veil.

It's not ugly, it's not weird, it's just weird.

Cheng Yuzhi rubbed his chin, looked at him for a moment, then glanced away at him.

Gu Yan's hands were still on his knees, but both of them forgot about it.

Cheng Yunzhi said: "Brother, you have shed your skin, so much so that your skin has become better."

Gu Yan: "..." He has never paid attention to changes in this area.

Cheng Yunzhi exclaimed in amazement, and went to touch his face, but the young master dodged him.

The other party frowned, and the eyebrows became a little annoyed: "There is nothing to touch."

Xiao Cheng said coquettishly: "I see that you are much whiter, just want to try the touch."

Gu Yan: "..."

He refused to say anything, Cheng Yunzhi could only sigh and regret.

The shedding was still going on, and Gu Yan didn't get up.

His chest was slowly rising and falling, and he adjusted his state along with his breathing. This was undoubtedly the weakest moment.

Cheng Yunzhi stroked his long hair, thinking proudly, his own hair should be softer.

"Can you still talk?" he asked.

Gu Yan nodded slightly.

Cheng Yunzhi sighed, and said, "Shedding your skin is like being reborn... Are there any other benefits? Otherwise, you will always feel that you are at a loss."

The breath of the person lying on his knees was warm, separated by a layer of fabric, and they rushed towards him one after another, making his knees itchy.

Gu Yan: "Every time she sheds her skin, it can bring a little improvement in her cultivation."

Cheng Yuzhi thought about it: "It's a good thing, it's growing up."

In the middle of the night, Cheng Yunzhi waited for him until he was drowsy, his head drooped, and then he raised it up abruptly.

Seeing that the person on his lap didn't move, he thought it was over, so he stretched out his hand to push him: "Xianjun? Are you alright? This is too heavy. Cheng's leg is numb..."

Suddenly, like a flash of lightning, his outstretched hand was blocked, and someone grabbed it into his palm again.

The bones of Cheng Yuzhi's hand creaked, and he said speechlessly, "Gu Yan, it's me, not some arrogant little thief."

Only then did the grasped hand let go.

Gu Yan didn't look up, and said wearily: "It's not over yet."

All right, no wonder it has to be all night, he Cheng Yuzhi won't be able to survive the whole night.

He yawned and said, "Let go, I'll go to bed and lie down for a while."

Gu Yan let go: "Okay, you go."

Xiao Cheng muttered: "Now you are not afraid of what monster I will say." He went to bed, stretched the quilt for himself, and sat on the pillow contentedly, "Hey, I have pity on Xiao Cheng, it is so late at night that I don't sleep. sleepy."

A warm body was attached to the back, and the person behind him also got into the bed. It seemed that he was extremely clingy, and he didn't want to be separated for a moment.

Gu Yan's forehead was pressed against his spine, it was hard, and Cheng Yu's back hurt from the knock, and he grinned.

But it was too late, he was too sleepy to open his eyes, and patted Gu Yan back: "Then I'm asleep."

Gu Yanan said quietly: "Go to sleep."

His beautiful Daoxiu fell into a deep sleep, leaving the young master alone, with his eyes open in the middle of the night, tracing the pattern of this small piece of fabric in front of him.

It was the new clothes he found and made for Cheng Yunzhi, and they were ironed and worn on his body, feeling like the joy of being unwrapped by the rightful owner.

With a little force, Xiao Cheng can be turned over.

Xiao Cheng is honest and honest when he sleeps, and basically doesn't move much;

To be honest, and indeed to be dishonest, he directly strangled his hand, rolled out of the quilt, and fell headlong into the hollow of his shoulder.

The young master smiled wearily and silently, pulled the quilt, and covered the two of them.

At dawn, Gu Yan got out of bed and picked up the skin he shed on the ground.

To be honest, if no one said it, no one would take it as the skin of someone, but like a piece of translucent tulle that was cut too far.

It even has the texture of tulle to the touch.

It's not easy for Gu Yan to throw it away. If someone with a heart finds out, things will go wrong.

He found a small wooden box under the bookcase in the bedroom, and opened the lock, revealing countless layers of "tulle" inside.

They are intertwined and overlapped, and each piece is astonishingly complete, delicate and hazy, not at all like a blood-type thing like human skin, but a beautiful magic weapon with spiritual power.

Gu Yan looked at these tulles. In the past, he would directly throw the shed skin into it, and then close the lock heavily.

After all, each piece of them represented his pain.

But today...he survived the molting period unharmed.

The young master turned his head involuntarily and looked towards the direction of the bed. His little Cheng was still soundly asleep, falling headlong into the quilt and refusing to wake up.

Finally, he tidied up the tulle, folded it safely, put it on the top layer, and fastened the wooden box.

When the box is full, he will take them out and burn them—because the burning of each one is too eye-catching, it is better to pick a secluded day and dispose of them together.

Outside the courtyard, there was the noise of the crowd. It seemed that the clansmen were doing business with the brown-feathered geese, buying the rare spices and rare herbs in their hands. Tradition.

He calmed down and closed the wooden box back to the lower shelf of the bookcase.

Gu Yan closed the door of the bookcase, turned around and saw Xiao Cheng kicked his legs, and called softly: "Brother——"

Gu Yan was startled.

Cheng Yuzhi was half asleep and half awake when he heard someone lift the curtain and sit beside him.

He walked over sadly, sticking to the clothes of the people around him, and murmured: "Where is my senior brother..."

Gu Yan stroked his long hair lightly, without speaking, after a while, Cheng Yuzhi got up by himself and yawned.

Xiao Cheng spoke the first sentence: "What's for breakfast?"

Gu Yan thought for a while, when he woke up yesterday, the first thing he said was "what's for lunch", it seems that he didn't wake up until he was hungry.

Gu Yan said: "Not yet, I'll ask someone to make it, what do you want to eat?"

Cheng Yuzhi: "I can do whatever, how about crab roe wrapped with shrimp dumpling, chicken feet, chicken feet and corn?"

Little Lord:"……"

Gu Yan said slowly: "Then you have to ask my cook first if he agrees."

Cheng Yuzhi laughed loudly, leaned back, and blinked at him: "Just kidding, just have some porridge, add some preserved eggs to the porridge, it's a bit salty. Cheng is sensible and not picky eaters."

Gu Yan was silent, and asked someone to go to the kitchen to serve breakfast, and Cheng Yunzhi got out of bed in his coat, even though he was still a little weak, but the medicine of the brown feather genius doctor was very effective, and he soon recovered more than half of his recovery.

Curious, he looked around.

Gu Yan turned around, saw him poking his head, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Cheng Yuzhi smiled and said, "Where is the skin you dropped last night? Show me?"

Gu Yan fell silent immediately, looking at his posture, it was obvious that he didn't want Cheng Yunzhi to touch these things.However, Xiao Cheng's curiosity swelled, and he tried to come and go, but he didn't give up until he reached his goal, so he had to take out the small wooden box and show it to him.

Cheng Yuzhi looked at the layers of tulle in the box, and smiled unconsciously: "Inside?"

Gu Yan was speechless, watching him turn down, down and down, and muttered in his mouth: "It's just a piece of skin, and it's covered with so many cloths, it's really precious..."

Gu Yan: "It's cloth."

Cheng Yunzhi: "Ang?"

Gu Yan motioned for the things in his hand, Cheng Yuzhi raised his brows, extremely surprised.

"Good guy," he said in amazement, "who would have known that he would have turned into this appearance!"

He carefully picked up one layer, the tulle was half-transparent, and there was still some hazy flashes in the sunlight by the window.

Cheng Yuzhi murmured: "I can feel it..."

Gu Yan: "What?"

Cheng Yunzhi: "It has your blood in it."

Gu Yan said softly: "Things stripped from me naturally have my blood."

Cheng Yuzhi: "No, no, I mean, Companion, do you understand that the previous great power will refine his natural companion into a spiritual weapon, let it exist in the most concrete form, and have a more practical use."

He made gestures, trying to make Gu Yan understand.

Gu Yan is worthy of being a future immortal, and he immediately understood what he meant.

He pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "Indeed, it has my blood and spiritual power, and it will also have the most practical image in the world. Maybe it will become my most convenient weapon."

Xiao Cheng thought about it; "It doesn't look like it. After all, you see, with so many layers of yarn, how many 'most handy weapons' do you need?"

"You'll know once you practice."

There was a knock on the door, and the two of them packed up their things and ushered in today's breakfast: it was astonishingly the dishes that Cheng Yuzhi had reported.

Xiao Cheng was pleasantly surprised: "Immortal Lord can know this in advance!"

Gu Yan said: "You mentioned it a few days ago."

It can be seen from this that the young master's thoughts are extremely delicate, and he can still remember his previous words for so long.

Cheng Yunzhi praised him sincerely: "Xianjun, apart from not being able to have children, you are simply omnipotent."

However, two weeks later, Gu Yan brought back an ignorant little boy with cute little hands, looked up at him with a small face, and there were traces of Gu Yan in his eyebrows and eyes.

Cheng Yuzhi was stunned on the spot: "You..."

Gu Yan introduced: "This is me..."

Taking a breath, Xiao Cheng said loudly: "Gu Yan, you are really omnipotent!"