Originally wanted to be Xianjun's apprentice

Xu Yan stayed up all night, and gently stroked the back of Shen Linyu's neck. His palm was big, and the newborn flesh was soft and tender. As soon as he put it on, Shen Linyu rubbed it comfortably.

Xu Yan's palms were itchy, like the lingering soft white clouds surrounding him when the sea of ​​consciousness merged just now, thinking of him diving into the sea of ​​fish consciousness again, the white clouds collapsed on the ground tiredly, bubbling small bubbles, seeing He came, shaking with fear.

Xu Yan almost emptied his own spiritual power, like a river and sea pouring, pouring it all into Shen Linyu's sea of ​​consciousness, but no matter what methods he tried, Shen Linyu's spiritual power was only a little bit, and he couldn't even make a splash.

Xu Yan's face was full of gloom. He took back the white silk that bound the spiritual power in Shen Linyu's hand, and then poured his heart's blood on his dantian, casting the heaven-defying method of taking the body and changing his life.

But Shen Linyu remained silent.

Ordinary people can become immortals, but what about gods?

Once a god loses its godhead fairy bone, what will it become?No one ever saw it coming.

How dare Shen Linyu...

Does he know that with his current cultivation base, it is impossible to get out of hell.

Xu Yan felt endless remorse.

If he had known today, he would not have despised Shen Linyu for his vain self-esteem. He would not have forcibly occupied him, imprisoned him, or humiliated him just because he was afraid of the fairy king fleeing. He must have been generous from the very beginning. Admitting that he admires Xianjun, even if he bears the reputation of blasphemy, even if he is an enemy of the Six Realms, even if Feng is in trouble, he will give Xianjun a grand and justifiable wedding.

Even if we are separated from each other, he still hopes that Shen Linyu will be well.

It would be great if Shen Linyu had never met him.

Xu Yan touched Shen Linyu's face with pity, and planted a heartless kiss on his lips, then stretched out his fingertips, and drew a teleportation talisman in the air.

He wants to send Shen Linyu back to Wujitian.

The God Clan has thousands of years of history, and Wuji will definitely have a way to save it. Even if he is asked to sacrifice his life to offer it, he will not blink an eye.

Xu Yan was about to draw the last stroke when the white silk in his hand lit up, and the voice of Chi Zhongyuelao talking to Shen Linyu rang out...

Xu Yan's face was dark and unspeakable, and he waved away the smoke-like spell.

The next day, Shen Linyu helped his old waist to get up. He is no better than the fairy body before, at most he can be regarded as a casual cultivator. He recovered much slower and felt sore all over his body. When he stood up, he sat directly When I fell to the ground, my tailbone was numb, and I couldn't relax for a long time.

Not surprisingly, as soon as he woke up, Granny Meng came, holding the familiar concoction in her hand.

Shen Linyu's mouth twitched, feeling complicated.

He asked, "Where's Xu Yan?"

Granny Meng was also embarrassed, no one would run away after sleeping, and even the medicine had to be delivered by her old lady, "The Six Realms are in turmoil, and the Ghost King has traveled far away."

Knowing that the situation in this world is dangerous, Shen Linyu didn't care, nodded, and went to get the medicine, but...could it be...does he have to drink Xu Yan's blood every time he does that kind of thing?This is too strange.

He turned to put the bowl away, only to find that there was a piece of letterhead beside the bed, with a few flamboyant words written on it, "It's urgent and I will return late".

Shen Linyu's heart warmed.

Then he also conjured up a piece of golden flower paper out of thin air, bit the tip of the pen and thought for a while, and wrote a sentence, "The medicine juice is bad." He sent it over.

Shen Linyu raised her head to look at Po Meng, but seeing the surprised expression on her face, Shen Linyu was puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"Xian... Xianjun, can you use your spiritual power?"

Shen Linyu stood up suddenly, looked at his hands, took a breath, and a small golden light appeared in the palm of his hand. He was overjoyed, and quickly changed his clothes. He was really tired of the clothes in the ghost city .

Either it was pale, or it was extremely coquettish. Xu Yan's elm head even made him a bunch of shiny robes, like a singing girl.

He looked at the green shirt he was familiar with, and was moved to tears, "Xu Yan has finally done a human thing."

Madam Meng: "..."

After hesitating again and again, Meng Po still reminded: "Xianjun, could it be that the voice is sent to Wujitian, and you want to send some reinforcements?"

Shen Linyu shook his head, "Being known by those old-fashioned people that I lost my fairy bones, I couldn't be so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven! Must..."

Granny Meng turned pale with shock, "What!"

What does it mean that there is no fairy bone? She presumptuously stepped forward and knocked on Shen Linyu's pulse door.

"Where is the fairy bone of the fairy king!"

Shen Linyu scratched his head resentfully, like a child who has done something wrong, embarrassed, and suddenly said, "Hey, Xu Yan!" Then, taking advantage of Po Meng's turning back, he teleported out.

Shen Linyu ran so fast that he got to his waist, scolded Xu Yan bitterly, and then wandered around refreshed and regained his spiritual power. Kunpeng had the leisure to say hello.

The skeleton Kunpeng flew around him twice and crawled at his feet.

Shen Linyu was stunned for a moment, raised his foot, and then rubbed the goose bumps on his body, thank you for your sensitivity.

He originally thought that after Xu Yan's encounter, kissing and hugging him, he wouldn't be too disgusting as a skeleton, but instead of Kunpeng, he still stood on his head with chills, and his fear didn't get better at all.

The skeleton Kunpeng patted his fins displeasedly, stood up and insisted that he take him to play, and blamed that since he came, the ghost king didn't like to pay attention to it, and he still despises himself, muttering in his mouth, almost sticking to it. Shen Linyu sings:

Little Kunpeng~ Dilihuang~

Two or three years old~ no mother~

Shen Linyu was chased and ran around Feng several times before barely getting rid of Kunpeng.

He hid in the Ten Mile Pear Blossom Forest, holding his chin in a strange way, "The heavens have collapsed, and the mortal world has been ruined. Why does the ghost town seem to have no influence at all..."

After thinking about it, he fell asleep, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw Xu Yan sitting on a branch next to him. He was dressed in black with red patterns, tall and tall, with a neat collar, black hair and black hair. It was tied into a bun, with a cold jade crown, and an out of place pear flower hairpin slanted, which suppressed the seven points of gorgeous and enchanting spirit, and added a bit of unapproachable majesty.

He frowned, his face was frosty, and he was still flipping through a book of life and death.

Such a person would actually be tempted by him.

"Are you awake?" The man looked at him, and he was the only one with the indifferent pupils.

Shen Linyu blinked stupidly.

The man put away the book, and walked to him from the pear fragrance on the branch, without even shaking off a flying flower.

He was very close, his breath slowly intertwined, Shen Linyu closed his eyes subconsciously.

No response for half a day.

"Ok?"

Shen Linyu opened her almond eyes in confusion, and saw a letterhead with the words "The medicine juice is unpalatable" standing in front of her.

Only then did he realize that he had made a mistake, touched his nose in embarrassment, and changed the subject: "You didn't travel far away, why did you come back?"

Xu Yan didn't answer, but shook the paper.

Shen Linyu was stunned, "I...I finished drinking..."

Xu Yan's thin lips pressed down again in displeasure.

Shen Linyu started to think wildly, what did he do wrong?

"It's really not good," Shen Linyu stepped forward and hooked his hand coquettishly, "Xu Yan, I don't want to see you get hurt, and I don't want to drink your blood."

Xu Yan was indifferent, and used what he had said to stalk him, "Isn't my flesh and blood all given by the fairy?"

Shen Linyu lifted a rock and smashed himself in the foot, with a speechless expression on his face, pouted: "Anyway, I won't drink in the future."

Xu Yan pondered for a while, then suddenly figured out something, "It's up to you."

"Hmm..." Shen Linyu moved closer to his face and looked seriously, "So easy to talk to?"

Xu Yan looked a little helpless, pinched the back of his neck, and lifted him off the tree.

"Now that you have lost your immortal bone, it is impossible to rebuild the immortal path. If you take the path of ghosts and practice diligently, you will be able to achieve Mahayana soon."

When Shen Linyu heard it, all blood was gone.

If you practice double cultivation again, this old waist will be broken!

He said panickedly: "Xu Yan, I... I think it would be nice to drink more Bana flowers..."

Xu Yan pursed his lips, "Xian Jun likes to drink this?"

Shen Linyu nodded his head as if smashing garlic.

Xu Yanlue hesitated, "I'm worried that Xianjun's body won't be able to bear it."

Shen Linyu hurriedly patted his chest, wishing he could show his muscles all over his body, "Strong and strong, with high spirits! Ghost King don't need to take pity on me!"

Xu Yan's expression was extremely complicated, "Since you have made a vow today, I will not let you beg for mercy next time in bed."

Shen Linyu was full of question marks, didn't he drink medicine?What bed?

Did they have some misunderstanding?

Before he could ask again, Xu Yan floated the letter before his eyes again, "Does Xianjun feel that something is missing?"

"what?"

Seeing that he hadn't responded yet, Xu Yan's eyes darkened again.

Shen Linyu can't do anything else, but he still has a good hand in observing words and expressions. In addition, his two senses are blended together, and his five senses are connected. He immediately knew that the request was made, and he conjured a pen in the palm of his hand. Sijun is eager."

Xu Yan's face softened a little.

Shen Linyu immediately found the trick, took advantage of the victory to pursue, and cast his eyes on him, but his lips slowly fell on the letter paper and kissed, raising his eyebrows: "Is the Lord Ghost King satisfied?"

Xu Yan remained silent for a while, and finally couldn't help but stepped forward and grabbed his hand.

Shen Linyu was stunned, not knowing what he was going to do.

Xu Yan got closer, put one arm around his waist, breathed in his ear, raised his hand, held the pen, and made him itchy a little during the movement, and saw Xu Yan draw a letter on the letter— —Small fish pattern.

Then he ordered sternly: "All future letters to the king must have this."

"..."

why?

Shen Linyu racked his brains, and suddenly remembered a long and distant memory. It was the letter he sent when he pretended to pursue Su Meng. Because he didn't know what to write, he drew small fish patterns on it, pretending to be his own. autograph...

No way, no way, Xu Yan is not eating old vinegar!

Shen Linyu said with difficulty, "You came back suddenly, or you just wanted to talk about this..."

Xu Yan pursed his lips, "It was before."

"Ok?"

A pair of hands had slipped into his shirt.

Shen Linyu hurriedly held him down, "What are you doing!"

Xu Yan rubbed his waist and eyes, and said slowly and hoarsely, "Isn't the Immortal like to drink Bianhua, how can you drink it if you don't do it?"

Xu Yan's voice sounded like a poisoned snake Xinzi, "The ghost king's blood is the most poisonous thing."

?Shen Xuanhe

Fish: Ghost King don't need to take pity on me!

Yan: You said so!

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Thanks to "sssean" for feeding catnip, "Like a seaweed seaweed", "Jiujiu loves to sleep", and "Ajin Duck" for feeding fish food, (づ￣3￣)づ╭?～