Xianmen boss is actually my ex-boyfriend

The beautiful Daoxiu stood alone under the eaves, his face turned pale, purple, and red.

After a long time, he folded the paper abruptly, stuffed it whole into his arms, thought it was wrong, took it out again, and burned it clean.

He blew on the soot on his fingers, thinking suspiciously, the brown-feathered goose must have deceived him, right?

Xiao Cheng hurriedly walked up and down the corridor, unable to make up his mind.

Soon, the sound of footsteps came from behind, and Cheng Yun subconsciously turned around to catch the boy who fell on him.

The little boy opened his eyes wide and touched Cheng Yunzhi's cuff anxiously.

"Well, are you okay!" The little boy's voice was full of worry, "Just let them fight the fire, we have to stay in a safe place..."

Xiaotong and Gu Yan are six to seven points alike. Looking at his immature face, Cheng Yunzhi suddenly felt that the spirit puppet also exists like a demon.

The external embodiment of the body.

He sighed, drove away the complicated thoughts in his mind, and wanted to take out the piece of paper to show him: "Just now the brown feather genius doctor came and handed me a piece of paper..."

As a result, his hands couldn't find it in the front of the shirt for a long time. When Cheng Yuzhi was wondering, he suddenly remembered that he had burned the paper just now.

Xiao Cheng: "..."

He cleared his throat, put his hands down as if nothing had happened, and repeated: "He wants me to sneak into Xianjun's sea of ​​consciousness and share my emotions and desires with him."

Fengche's first reaction: "...God friends?"

Cheng Yunzhi: "..." He had already avoided saying that word.

Mr. Cheng coughed in embarrassment, and then involuntarily glanced away, looking at the sky and the earth, but he couldn't see anyone.

To be honest, if this kind of thing is done between a Taoist couple, it can be called a spiritual friendship; if it is not a Taoist couple and the other party is unwilling, it is no different from seizing a house.

If his thoughts were not pure, and he damaged the brain of the immortal when he invaded, I'm afraid he would come out and take a look, hehe, the famous Jie'a Xianjun was actually a fool before!

...No no no.

Cheng Yunzhi laughed and skipped over: "How is the firefighting over there, do you need help?"

He said very naturally: "Although my cultivation base is weak, I can still help."

Feng Lane: "With the master on the scene to control it, the fire is naturally nothing to say." He looked at Cheng Yunzhi's beautiful eyebrows and jaw, and the little boy was rarely puzzled.

"Zhizhi," he asked in a low voice, "why did Zhizhi accept the reality of a sharp drop in cultivation so easily? Doesn't he feel sad, but sad?"

Cheng Yuzhi was even more shocked than him: "...I'm already sad, haven't I been sad!"

The two stared at each other.

Fengche finally remembered that Cheng Yunzhi was very stubborn before, even if it would damage his meridians, he still had time to go out to practice sword... So this is his sadness.

However, within a few days, Xiao Cheng returned to his original state, and never mentioned the matter of sword practice.

Cheng Yuzhi thought for a while, and said, "Whether I am sad or not, the reality is always here, and I can't drive away what I can't see. If that's the case, why use sad emotions to interfere with my happy life?"

He smiled and clasped his hands together: "Look, in the inner demon realm, I can still stay with the young master and live freely; if I go out, the world is so big, where can I not go? What's wrong with the foundation, there are so many mortals in the world Well, can't they live?"

Fengche said sadly: "But he won't live for a long time."

Cheng Yunzhi: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are common sense."

"What lives? What dies? That's other people's common sense, not yours."

A voice sounded from behind Cheng Yun's body, and the windmill thumped from Cheng Yun's arms to the ground, probed, and saluted politely: "Master."

Cheng Yuzhi turned his head and saw Gu Yan coming, still in the original snow clothes, without any trace of soot stained.

He said, "How's the fire going?"

Gu Yan responded: "It's off."

Cheng Yuzhi still wanted to continue asking, for example, he wanted to clarify the countless doubts in his mind, how did the fire start, whether it was man-made or accidental.

However, the last line of sight was fixed on the face of the young master.

Gu Yan's face was gloomy, a rare look.

The words from Xiao Cheng's mouth took a turn, and finally became: "Where did the fire burn? Is my bedroom okay?"

Gu Yan said: "I have something to do."

Cheng Yunzhi: "...What!"

This!

Why did it still burn him?

Gu Yan took him and the kite to see the scene, Cheng Yuzhi stood in an open space, watching the crowds of people moving there, handling countless burnt things.

With sharp eyes, he could see that this was the bedroom he used to sleep in, and it was also Gu Yan's bedroom... Now it was in ruins, billowing with flying dust.

Cheng Yuzhi stood there in a daze, not knowing what to say.

The young master around him recovered and returned to a calm expression.

They recruited people and asked them to investigate carefully how the fire caught fire, and the servants took orders and left.

Cheng Yunzhi wiped his face, slightly collapsed.

Who knew that the sleeping room collapsed after just going out for a meal!What's the matter!

"It doesn't make any difference whether it's coming for me or for you."

Gu Yan saw what was going on in his heart, and stretched out his hand to wrap Cheng Yuzhi's waist.The hand bone was stuck in his waist, Cheng Yuzhi felt it was cold and hard, and he panicked strangely.

He calmly said: "I probably know who did it, and when I free my hands, none of them can escape."

"But before that, after all, I don't worry."

Cheng Yunzhi raised his head and asked doubtfully, "Why are you worried?"

Don't worry about staying here alone, and don't worry about talking to others.

He said that "birth, old age, sickness and death are common sense of human beings".

Gu Yan narrowed his eyes and said softly: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are not common sense for us monks; since we want to go against the sky, we must break it."

Cheng Yuzhi said: "Then you have to live like an old god."

Gu Yandao: "But before that, at least you have to change your life. You can't go on according to this common sense."

Cheng Yunzhi looked at him, the young master's appearance was still his favorite, even the icy chill in his eyes became a bit more intense, and it added a bit of the ice-like aura of A Xianjun.

He had a premonition that if he allowed the demons to wreak havoc and grow stronger in the realm of demons, then the immortals outside would definitely not be able to please him.

Not to mention his little Foundation Establishment trapped in the Inner Demon Realm.

For a moment, he felt that he couldn't do it.

Cheng Yuzhi shook his hand back and held his cold fingers.

It was really like snow, hard and soft, a strange and delicate touch, and he shivered from the ice.

Cheng Yuzhi slowed down his voice: "Then how should I go?"

The young master stared at him fixedly, and proposed a plan: "...become a Taoist companion with me, and share life."

Cheng Yunzhi recalled that day, when Gu Yan stood in front of the gate of the city, dressed in the young master's fine attire, with a hair crown hanging high, and the brows were dyed with the luster reflected by the light.

While recalling, Cheng Yunzhi's thoughts were interrupted.

His hand was grabbed again, forcing him to raise his head and look at another person.

Gu Yan: "Why didn't you just agree?"

Cheng Yunzhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Here, Xianjun, this is such a small matter that you can agree to immediately, and it's not like eating roast goose with plum wine tonight... It's a big thing to be married to a Taoist couple!"

Gu Yan: "That night, we will eat roast goose with plum wine, after that..."

Cheng Yunzhi: "Alright!"

Gu Yan: "...and become a Taoist couple with me."

Halfway through the conversation, Xiao Cheng happily continued until the second half was finished, and the two of them fell into silence.

Cheng Yunzhi: "..."

"It's not that I didn't—"

Gu Yan: "You have."

He said decisively, opened his hands, and embraced Cheng Yunzhi completely in his arms.

The person in his arms trembled for a while, the young master turned his face and kissed the back of his ear.

"I've been waiting for you for a long, long time," Xianjun confided aggrievedly and melancholy in a low voice, "This demonic realm has existed for a long, long time. I want to do it, but I can't bear it."

Cheng Yunzhi's voice also lowered, his tone was clear and clear, but it was also incredibly soft.

"wait for me?"

"Wait for you. That day, when I saw you in the mirror, I thought of you. I looked in the mirror for ten years, and finally I dared to come forward and look for you. But you were nowhere to be found, and I couldn't find you anywhere. When I have a demon, I ask myself every day if I have passed you by.

You traveled all over the world, traveled north and south, and finally fell into this foggy city and illusion, so I trespassed on the ghosts and enraged the king of ghosts. "

What he said is nothing but the content of this world.

However, Cheng Yunzhi only knew a little about it. In his memory, Gu Yan still met him on the way. How could it be "can't find it anywhere"?

It's just that right now, it's not a good place to ask questions.

The bedroom was burned down, Gu Yan placed the beautiful Daoxiu and the little boy in the side room as a place to rest, and went out by himself to track down the person who set the fire.

Fengche grabbed his hand nervously and asked him, "What about you—"

He wanted to ask, when Xianjun came back, maybe the matter of becoming a Taoist couple would be truly implemented.

But has anyone ever asked him if he really wants to be this Taoist couple?

Cheng Yunzhi understood what he meant, smiled lightly, stretched out his hand, and lightly touched the little boy's crotch.

The little boy rushed back and forth in the wind, his hair messed up a lot.

Now being caught by Cheng Yuzhi, he turned his back in a daze and asked him to tie his hair.

Daoxiu's fingertips were soft, and when he combed his hair slowly, he could even smell a little pleasant fragrance on the drooping clothes.

Cheng Yunzhi said: "Of course I am willing."

Windmill took a deep breath and said nothing.

Cheng Yunzhi: "...Anyway, it's about forming a relationship with the demons, and it has nothing to do with the immortals in this world, right?"

That being said, it is true.

Windmill nodded, and smiled when he heard the voice from the back of his head.

"It's not easy," Cheng Yuzhi said with a smile, "first make a Taoist partner with the demon, and then I'll treat him openly, and then run away after the treatment. Without this demon, the Taoist couple can't disappear together? "

The old god Cheng Yuzhi was there, and he didn't panic at all: "Then I'm getting married now... what's the problem?"

Fengche started biting his thumb in a daze, forming a pact with the demon, is it really all right?

How come the more you listen to it, the weirder it gets!