Originally wanted to be Xianjun's apprentice

Time flies, and the young master is about to lose the crown.

He will no longer be turned into bones when he falls asleep, will not be imprisoned for a few days for sneaking out of the world, and will no longer be an ignorant child who has been tossing around with this erotic picture for a long time and can't figure it out, but in his heart Still unwilling to grow up.

Even though Granny Meng is so old that her back is bent and her eyes are blurred.

Kunpeng also stopped jumping up and down, and was as quiet as an otter, occasionally moving slowly.

Brother Guideng knew that his fate was not long, so he simply sacrificed his heart and cast it on the body of You Guangjian, reshaping his divine light.

You Guang didn't know if he would wake up one day, but the ghost lamp had already been burned out.

The young man shed tears again in his dream, which made the branches of the pear blossoms moist.

He pressed the pear tree tightly, as if grasping the last straw.

The dryad rubbed him distressedly to comfort him, then the young master grabbed the branch and uttered two words coldly: "Swing the tree!"

The dryad was innocent, this time it really wasn't.

But how could he believe it?

The dryad thought for a while, and patted the back of his neck, good guy, the young man drew out his sword directly, it was golden, like a sharp sword that had stabbed into his heart three times, just seeing it could not help but hurt his bones.

"Today I cut off your salty pig's hand!"

The Dryad had no choice but to take advantage of his many hands, hold him down, and toss on his itchy flesh several times, laughing until he shrank into a shrimp, and fell asleep exhausted.

The tree demon rubbed the branches with some pity, but it's a pity that the young master grew up too fast, and was no longer an ignorant little cloth that burrowed into his arms every day.

Blame that erotic book!

This caused the young master to be very curious, learned a lot and came back without gaining any benefits, but since seeing him, he has been in a rut, more than polite, so fuck you!

He wanted to hug and touch his more delicate eyebrows, and the young master would blushing and scold him as a shameless tree.

Gloomy cloud.

I wonder when he, the ghost king who is famous all over the world and almost dominates the six realms, has ever suffered such humiliation.

Tsk, sweet humiliation.

He shook the pear blossoms on the branch, and while Yiren was asleep, he quietly hugged her into his arms.

But the bad news came earlier than expected.

Granny Meng didn't accompany him through the weak crown, and the Bianhua flowers on Kunpeng's jaw finally disappeared. The young man packed up their belongings and buried them together under the pear tree.

The tree demon bald several flowers and trees, so the young master didn't let him move, saying he would do it himself.

It took a long time to make a big hole in the ground, the tree demon didn't want him to be troubled any more, and insisted on pressing the soil by himself, but he swept it away, and found two simple pear wood hairpins and a broken piece of wood under the dusty mud. pebbles...

In an instant, Fengdu began to rain heavily, pattering, and it couldn't stop.

It shouldn't be.

The tree demon used not-so-abundant demon energy to create a shelter from the rain for the young master, regretting in his heart, he desperately wanted to stop the rain, but it became more and more powerful.

His fairy is buried here.

Almost never come back.

The young master who always said that he was a tree swinger gently wrapped his arms around his trunk and said, "Don't be sad."

The dryad's heart was broken, and the bones in his arms ached.

The young master has really grown up, and his mind is also very strong. When dealing with the funeral, he didn't shed a tear, and he was able to use his mind to comfort the tree demon.

He calmly packed all his things like this, went to practice swordsmanship in the purple bamboo forest as usual when he got up in the morning, and came to play coquettishly with the tree demon at dusk, nothing unusual at all.

Until the ordinary day, the young master's sword accidentally flew out of the bamboo forest, and he subconsciously shouted, "Kunpeng catch it!"

Looking back, the bamboo leaves are rustling.

Without saying a word, he searched for the place where the fairy sword fell, but he saw green lotuses covering the sky and the sky, the lotus seeds were fragrant, and the lotus stood tall. In the middle of the river, there was a black-covered boat that was ferrying no one...

The young master finally fell to the ground, crying all over his body.

I don't know how long the sun and the moon have been, but the black boat on the river suddenly moved, and a long bamboo pole sank into the blue waves, disturbing a pool of spring water, and slowly sailed towards him...

The man's black clothes were the same as before, his hair was blown by the long wind, and his stunning and peerless face could be vaguely seen, but half of his face no longer had the coquettish and bloodthirsty Bana flower.

The sound of the water gradually, the wind seems to be still, and it seems to be gone.

The young master searched for the sound, and looked into a pair of extremely affectionate and familiar eyes, from which he could no longer move away...

……

It's an old friend.

Not an old friend?

The young master didn't see the expected person at the bow of the wupeng boat, and the devastating sadness and pain hit the sky, and he didn't have time to care whether there were many unknown causes and effects involved in it. He was like a shell that had been peeled off. The snail, curled up into a ball, is full of soft underbelly that can be broken at the touch of a touch.

Until the man in Xuanyi stretched out his hand, wiped off the water marks on his face with scalding heat, then carried him into the boat like a treasure, coaxed him softly, and told him about the old ghost clan's past...

Before the tears went away, the young master covered his ears, choked up and said, "It's so tired, can I change it?"

The man in Xuanyi thought for a while and said: "I am now a master of poetry and martial arts, and I am already an indomitable man. I can let go of my childhood promises, and I can also bear the parting of life and death. I won't cry anymore..."

The young patron didn't want to be sad, so he quickly blocked his mouth: "Are you still human!"

The man in Xuanyi shook his head, but actually answered seriously: "I am a tree."

In a hurry, the young master bit his shoulder, then buried his head, trembling slightly, and never lifted it up again.

The dryad rubbed his back and kissed his temples. Fortunately, in this life, he still has the opportunity to hug him, comfort him, and admire him...

They are like two wounded orphans at the end of the road, embracing each other, rubbing their necks, licking their wounds, naked and sincere, they are the only one who are inseparable, lovers who depend on each other for life and death.

The young master woke up in his chest, there was no big surprise, he just hugged his hand tightly, and then said in a hoarse voice: "You can give me a name."

The dryad was stunned, "Young master doesn't have a name yet?"

The young master sniffed the faint fragrance of pear blossoms on his body, and rubbed against him extremely weakly, "I always wanted to find a chance to coax Granny Meng to give me a name, but she always refused, saying that I am not qualified, and now I can't wait any longer... ..."

The tree demon felt severe pain in his heart, and his body was like floating in a sea of ​​bitterness. After rubbing him for a long time, he kissed his eyes. With despicable hopes, he tremblingly said: "Shen Linyu, okay?"

My lord, I hope you remember, and I hope you never remember.

The young master gave a soft "um" and snuggled into his arms, "Then what's your name?"

The dryad wants to change its name, maybe it's okay to be called the dryad.

"I don't have a name either."

As soon as he opened his mouth to continue, he heard the young master interrupt: "Then your name is 'Xu Yan', how nice it sounds, Po Meng mentioned it before, I always wanted to be called this name..."

Xu Yan's ears buzzed like a bell...

For thousands of years, going round and round, everything finally returns to the original point.

"I...my name is Xu Yan."

The young master smiled and nodded, but didn't really understand.

Xu Yan was very flustered, even fearful, he was afraid that this was a dream and it would fall apart at the touch of a finger.He eagerly pushed the young master onto the black awning boat, and then stroked his delicate eyebrows.

Xu Yan's hands were scorching hot, he was reluctant to part with them, ambiguous and lingering, and Shen Linyu's heart was sore and painful. He didn't understand why he was crying again, but felt that Feng was submerged in sea water, without breathing, and without a ray of light , the only thing that can be seen is the affectionate and sad eyes of the tree demon Xu Yan, like a vortex in a huge wave, leading him from one desperate situation to another abyss.

Shen Linyu kissed his lips.

Xu Yan didn't dare to move, and he was reluctant to push away. Bitter tears melted in their mouths.

He shamelessly enjoyed Xianjun's ignorance.

Shen Linyu didn't know why he froze when he glanced at the wanton tree demon. He was uneasy and confused, and whispered, "Your eyes are red."

He licked the end of his eyes again with his wet soft tongue, as if urging him.

Urge what?He didn't understand, anyway, it shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be that he threw himself into his arms, and the other party was indifferent.

Shen Linyu whispered again: "The face is also red."

There is no one without ghosts in Fengdu, he is the only one in the world, playing a solo show and the sound of running water.

But the man's embrace was so hard, and the temperature of his chest was so hot.Shen Linyu made excuses for herself, "Are you shy?"

Xu Yan turned his head to avoid Shen Linyu's sight.

He is ashamed.

It is resentment.

It's the self-blame that I can't wish to crush myself.

But Shen Linyu sighed, and said: "Don't be afraid", while pinching his ear flesh urgently, coaxing gently like water, "Xu Yan, I let you."

Xu Yan looked at him suddenly, his eyes were unbelievable, how could he be worthy, how could he be worthy of such a good fairy.

He trembled all over, his back collapsed for a moment, then he held down Shen Linyu's troubled hand, pulled away his belt, and slowly knelt down.

Shen Linyu had never been stimulated before, his eyes were flushed with embarrassment, and he instinctively wanted to escape, so Xu Yan rubbed his waist and eyes twice, and he couldn't take it anymore, his whole body softened into mud.

Shen Linyu gasped in a daze, and rubbed his hands on Xu Yan's face, which was a little sticky. He bent down, put his arms around his neck, and rubbed his face against his.

Xu Yan wanted to hide again.

He stuck very close, and the words he spit out were irresistible, "Kiss me."

Intense encroachment, or gentle sucking, directly taught the room to be full of spring, with rippling bristles, blushing the face of the lotus.

Shen Linyu was exhausted, lying on Xu Yan's body with his limbs stretched out, as if he was very afraid of him leaving.

There was an endless snowstorm in the dream.

Xu Yan did not expect that he would fall asleep.

He stared at Xianjun so nostalgicly, he couldn't bear to miss every minute and every second, how could he fall asleep...

He woke up startled.

Shen Linyu wears a bamboo hat on his head, is dressed in green clothes, and behind his back is a long sword wrapped in bandages.

Before he could make a sound, Xu Yan was in a mess, and teleported in front of him barefoot, "You have to go!"

Shen Linyu smiled, covering up yesterday's gaffes one by one, he held Xu Yan backhanded, and asked seriously: "I'm going to the world, will you come with me?"

How could Xu Yan refuse.

……

In fact, Shen Linyu is not very good at taking care of himself. Usually, when he comes to the world, he takes the sky as his cover and the earth as his shelter, and the little silver he has saved from doing odd jobs and offering rewards in his pocket is used to buy food and story books for him.

But now that Xu Yan was brought out, there was an earth-shaking change.

Holding Xu Yan in his arms, he found a bare dead tree to lie down on, and when he was sleepy, he saw green leaves falling all over the ground...

Shen Linyu's expression changed drastically, he jumped up, hugged Xu Yan, and flew to a resplendent restaurant, threw a bag of silver to the cabinet table, and said anxiously: "I want the No. [-] room in Tianzi!"

As soon as he entered the room, Shen Linyu took out the cracked luminous pearl brought out by the reunion, took off Xu Yan's robe, and looked at him carefully to see if he was in any condition.

Looking at it, the lamp dimmed, and the skin was illuminated like creamy fat, the waist was strong and well-proportioned, and the muscles were well-proportioned, submerged in the place where light and dark meet, the fragrance of pear floated faintly, he was so close, Shen Linyu's Adam's apple rolled...

Afterwards, everything will fall into place.

Shen Linyu clenched her fingers tightly and grabbed the pink veil between the beds.

"Let me help you..."

Xu Yan pressed his hand, pinned it to his waist, and refused in a hoarse voice, "I'm tired."

... The corners of Shen Linyu's mouth twitched, so you're always calming down, it made his waist sore.

At this time, another green leaf inexplicably fell on the bed.

Shen Linyu shut up.

?Shen Xuanhe

Xu Yan: Wife!I'm back!

Fish: Man, how dare you reject me?

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In fact, I originally planned to end it at the dividing line when we met, and I can basically watch it as a side story~ I love you!

There are updates on Sunday and Monday, and it depends on the situation on Tuesday!