Something's wrong with my sword spirit

Father Yue smiled for a while, pulled him closer, and said in a low voice: "Come on, tell me, is it done?"

Ye Xianzun blushed and nodded: "How do you know?"

"I don't know, it's very difficult." Father Yue pointed to his forehead, "There is a red mark here."

"what?"

"And here." He pointed at Xianzun's cheek again.

"This..." He pointed to his chin again.

"There is also this."

"And here..."

"Here, here..."

"this place……"

"There are so many places that your clothes don't cover, don't other places..." Father Yue covered his mouth and smiled.

Immortal Venerable didn't hear his smile, he was already standing on the street like a lightning strike.

Bearing these marks together, I have walked this street twice.

After a while, he turned around with a pale face, covered his face with his sleeves, and glared at the disciples: "Why didn't you tell me?"

The disciples quickly knelt down: "We thought Master knew."

"Yeah, we said we were not in a hurry today, but the master said it was fine, so we thought the master didn't care."

"Also, Master, didn't you tell us not to talk too much?"

"..."

As they knelt, more passers-by watched.

Ye Xianzun was so ashamed: "Get up first." He raised his sleeves and walked forward quickly. He felt uncomfortable when he walked fast, but he didn't want to stay longer, so he endured the sourness and accelerated his pace.

The disciples got up and chased after them: "Master, Master..."

Father Yue also shouted behind him: "Do you want a picture album, how many can I get you?"

He ran faster with his face covered, accidentally bumped into a person, and fell into that person's arms before he could hide in time.

Someone hugged him: "What's the matter?"

He looked up and saw that the person in front of him was Yanjin, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Why are you here?"

Seeing his face, Yan Jin was also slightly stunned: "Um... I'm here to look for you, are you alright?"

"It's okay, I can't beat me as a mere puppet." There were people watching from left and right, Ye Rongxue backed up a little and still covered her face with her sleeves, "I've subdued it, but I can't find the man who controlled it, and that man didn't leave a trace on him The clue, this puppet's mask can't be taken off yet."

"Don't worry, just wait, I will show up sooner or later." Yan Jin said, "I'm asking you..." He lowered his voice, "Last night, some confiscated, are you okay?"

Xianzun blushed even more, lowered his head and said nothing.

He already knew in his heart: "How about we go back directly?"

He wanted to dodge back to the mountain directly, but he said in front of him: "The Immortal Gate has regulations, don't use spiritual power in non-emergency situations where people gather, this is a personal matter, it's not urgent, I can't violate the rules, let's go back to the foot of the mountain first and then talk about it. "

"You really believe in death." Yan Jin laughed, "Then I will carry you."

"Ah?" Xianzun looked around under his sleeve, "It's not good..."

"Don't be afraid." He took that arm and hugged him behind his back. Ye Rongxue was embarrassed, but couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, and pressed her face against his back.

After walking for a while, he thought of the disciples behind him, and immediately ordered: "You all go to work, and come to me if you have anything to do."

The disciples responded in unison and immediately dispersed. Yanjin carried him on his back and walked through the long street where passers-by frequently looked back. When he reached the foot of the mountain, there was no one there. Ye Xianzun said softly, "Let's go straight up."

"Okay." He put the person down and was about to perform the spell. Ye Rongxue saw the small wild flowers blooming by the roadside, her eyes lit up, she walked a few steps closer, and looked at it carefully for a while.

Yanjin followed: "It looks good?"

"It's beautiful, so many small, yellow and red flowers, like little stars."

"There are these flowers all the way up the mountain, why don't we walk up and take a look."

"Okay..." Xianzun said, paused and then pursed his lips, "Well... next time, don't worry."

He really didn't feel like walking today.

Yan Jin smiled: "You don't need to walk." He wrapped his arms around him and picked him up again, "Just walk like this, take your time."

The person in the arms quickly said: "No, no, you are already tired all the way."

"I like it." He hugged him tightly, "That's it, you see."

Ye Rongxue pursed her lips and smiled, but she didn't look either way, she put her arms around Yan Jin's neck and only looked at him: "You...why are you so kind to me?"

"Isn't this what it should be?"

If his heart is filled with honey, sweetness is everywhere, hug him tightly and say: "I will definitely make it up to you."

Yanjin lowered her eyebrows, was puzzled for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, I will definitely make it up to you."

Ye Rongxue was slightly stunned, but also nodded: "I'm serious."

Yanjin paused for a while: "Yes, I'm serious."

Ye Rongxue frowned, thinking to herself, did he understand what I said?

However, it doesn't matter, this is done, not spoken, he buried his face in Yanjin's chest, listening to the reassuring heartbeat amidst the blooming flowers.

Yanjin said: "Don't you look at the flowers?"

"Not as good as you."

"It turns out that the Immortal Venerable likes to look good, so if I have gray hair, what should I do?"

The man in the arms raised his eyes: "I like good-looking ones, but because I like you, I think you are the most beautiful. Even if you are gray-haired, I still like you, and of course I still think you are the most beautiful."

Yanjin was amused.

Ye Rongxue said again: "Besides, you will never have gray hair, you are not an ordinary person." His brows and eyes curved, "I am neither, and I will not have this day, so we can always be together Together."

Time will not separate us, it is really a timeless and beautiful romance, as long as we want to be together, we will never be separated.

Yanjin lowered her head and kissed his forehead: "Yes, we can always be together."

He carried Ye Rongxue and walked towards Chimu Mountain step by step, passed the winding path, saw the bright flowers, pushed open the door of the small garden, and the little white cat just jumped down from the duck house, licking its paws leisurely.

He put the person down, and when he was about to sit down on the chair in front of the table, he stopped again: "Wait." He reached out and grabbed a soft cushion to spread on it, Fang said, "Sit down."

The Immortal Venerable blushed again, and sat down with his head down, while Yan Jin propped his hands on the side of the table, wanting to face his blushing face, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"It's all right, everything you cook is delicious." Xianzun said, "How about I learn to cook too?"

"You don't want to learn."

"what's wrong?"

"Well... I'm afraid you'll tear down my kitchen." Yan Jin pulled the hair of the person in front of him, "Then I'll do it as I please."

Chatting in the courtyard after dinner, Ye Xianzun was lying on the hammock, talking about the day's events, talking about his father-in-law, Yan Jin asked: "What the hell was he shouting behind you then?"

"He...he said he would give me some picture albums." Xianzun said firmly, "I definitely won't ask for it, don't worry."

Yanjin smiled instead: "It's okay, if he wants to deliver it, just keep it."

"Ah?" Ye Rongxue sat up, "Don't you dislike him talking nonsense to me the most, and you told me not to watch it before."

"I was afraid that he would teach you badly."

"Then you are not afraid now?"

Yanjin didn't reply, just laughed.

Ye Rongxue was puzzled: "Don't you want me to be taught badly now?"

Yanjin still laughed, and elongated the tone softly: "The worse the better."

As expected, the person in front of him blushed again, turned around and lay down, but Yan Jin was in a good mood, holding tea and leaning on the back of the chair, closing his eyes, listening to the birds flying in the forest in the distance, and the breeze in the mountains.

But felt a warm breath approaching him from behind, Ye Rongxue hugged him behind the chair, leaned into his ear and said: "Then how bad do you want me to be?"

His hand trembled, and the tea in the cup almost spilled.

The immortal continued to say in his ear: "This way..." The words entered his ears.

The cup shook again, and the tea was completely spilled. Fortunately, it was warm, otherwise it would have been scalded.

But tonight he tried his best to promote the style of a gentleman, no matter what he did, he would not be disturbed. After all, the man is still unwell, but he also secretly said boldly, just wait for a few days.

At dawn the next day, the things planted in the seventh row the day before yesterday also grew. He was going to plant small porcelain vases at the time, but he had already bought them that day. There was probably no surprise in what grew out. He dug slowly and dug. After a while, I felt that it was not a porcelain bottle.

But when he heard the jingling, he pulled it out in doubt, and the more he pulled it, the more surprised he was. Looking at the delicate and shiny chain with bells and buckles, he was in a daze.

"Why did you grow this kind of thing again..." He tapped the ground, thinking, what is growing in this row now is the deepest thought of his family's immortal, so that is to say...

He looked back at the person who was still lying on the bed in astonishment, took the things and walked in, saw that he woke up, and raised with a suppressed smile: "What do you want to plant?"

Xianzun glanced a few times: "What is this?"

"Eh..." Yes, it is difficult for his immortal master to understand these things.

That's not what he wanted to plant in his heart, probably the field acquired some deep feelings, and it was generated by itself.

He said briefly, and the other party covered his blushing face with a quilt after hearing this: "This field is too sensitive, so don't think about it in the future."

Seeing him blushing, Yanjin's heart was agitated, and he refused to let him pull the quilt: "It's okay, just think about it, but..." He narrowed his eyes and approached, "You know, what grows here can't just disappear, it must be To be of value..."

The man was embarrassed immediately, and pulled the quilt shyly, but was blocked and could not move, so he had to dodge his eyes, saw the jade protruding from under the pillow, and changed the subject: "You keep this, what the hell is it?"

"..."

Are you sure you're changing the subject and not taking it further?

Obviously he had said everything, yet he still had an innocent and pure face, Yan Jin squeezed his hands to contain the surging emotion, before he could reply, the Immortal Venerable glanced at that jade, then twice, then blinked : "I remembered, this was planted when you and I broke up before."

"Um...not that serious." This time, the subject was successfully changed, Yanjin said hastily, "When did you and I break up, at most it was a quarrel, a cold war for a few days?"

And it wasn't planted at that time, obviously it was planted very early, but it was dug out by you at that time.

The person in front of him drooped his eyes: "Can we quarrel in the future and not have a cold war?"

He was slightly silent.

The man was a little panicked: "Can't you?"

He caressed the other person's face: "no, I won't quarrel with you."

The person in front of him laughed, and from the corner of his eye he glimpsed under the pillow, and then looked at the object in his hand: "Well...it's not impossible."

"What?"

But the other party refused to repeat it, and just covered his face with the quilt.