Rely on face to eat [Quick Transmigration]

Since the man called him "senior brother", Shen Mian took him as Ji Changli for the time being, walked up the stone steps slowly, and sat down in the stone pavilion.

With a wave of Ji Changli's hand, another jade cup was placed on the table, he raised his hand to pour a glass of wine, and pushed it to Shen Mian.

"This is the jade dew fine nectar used by the queen, I think it will not disappoint the senior brother."

Shen Mian didn't answer, but he didn't refuse the glass of wine. He picked up the wine glass and sipped lightly. The aroma of the wine was intoxicating, and his petal-like lips were stained with water droplets, making them beautiful. .

Ji Changli's eyes darkened, he raised his head and drank a cup, and said: "This wine is made by the most famous brewer in the Dynasty who collects Lingshan flower dew and brews it with pure vitality. At the first taste, I only feel that the taste is excellent, and the stamina is very good. Big, mortals call it 'drunk for a thousand days', no matter how good a mortal drinks, he will be drunk for a thousand days.

"Even a cultivator will inevitably get a little drunk, and get drunk for half a day."

He looked at Shen Mian's extraordinarily clear eyes, and said sincerely, "Senior brother is a good drinker."

Shen Mian put the empty cup back on the stone table, remained silent for a long time, and finally asked, "Where is he?"

Ji Changli raised his eyebrows, and a particularly cold smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, and said, "I haven't heard senior brother speak to me for a long time, and I feel so missed."

Shen Mian raised her eyelashes, and asked again: "Where is he?"

Ji Changli said: "If it wasn't for him, would you never say a word to me?"

Shen Mian fell silent, stroking the rim of the emerald cup with his fingers, his porcelain white fingertips were extraordinarily delicate and flawless, his movements were a little careless, but his eyes seemed to be drifting into the distance, and he didn't know who he was missing.

Ji Changli held Shen Mian's plain fingertips holding the cup, and poured a cup of Yulu fine wine with his hand.

Shen Mian looked at him steadfastly, and silently drank the glass of wine.

There was so much disdain in those eyes, as if mocking Ji Changli's ridiculous idea of ​​trying to get him drunk.

Ji Changli didn't say anything, just poured wine for him and watched him drink one cup after another.

He never expected Shen Jingyu to be so good at drinking, but he did not intend to make him drunk by feeding him wine like this, but because Shen Jingyu's posture was really moving when drinking.

The more he drank, the more deserted and serene his expression became, which made him also drunk.

It wasn't until Shen Mian's cheeks blushed, showing two or three points of drunkenness, that Ji Changli finally stopped pouring the wine, but still held Shen Mian's hand holding the cup.

Shen Mian calmed down and asked, "Can we talk now?"

Ji Changli leaned in front of him, sniffed the mellow fragrance that diffused with his words, his mind moved slightly, but he showed a particularly sinister smile, and said: "I never promised anything to senior brother, you have to drink a few glasses of wine, you have to exchange Could it be that the whereabouts of the Demon Venerable were not difficult for the strong?"

Shen Mian frowned slightly, he broke away from Ji Changli's hand, turned around and was about to leave.

Ji Changli stepped forward and stood in front of him.

Shen Mian's consciousness is still clear, but the aftertaste of drinking is really not small, and her footsteps are weak, Ji Changli naturally noticed it, and stretched out her hand, and Shen Mian was trapped in his arms.

Ji Changli said: " Between you and me, is there nothing else to say except him?"

"If you refuse to reveal his whereabouts, you and I have nothing to say." Shen Mian said in a low voice.

Ji Changli leaned closer to listen to him on purpose, Shen Mian's hot air pierced into his cochlea, making people itchy, he turned his head suddenly, letting Shen Mian's lips imprint on the side of his face.

Extraordinarily soft touch, faintly mixed with a wisp of wine, more intoxicating than ever.

Shen Mian frowned slightly, wanting to retreat and escape from his embrace, but the arms tightly wrapped around his waist did not allow him to escape, and even hugged him tighter and tighter.

"Brother, you secretly kissed me." Ji Changli complained first.

Shen Mian didn't want to argue with him, her eyes showed a bit of sullenness, and she said, "Let go."

Ji Changli said: "If I don't want to let go, how will senior brother treat you? Your Demon Lord is a good friend, but can he still protect you?"

Shen Mian pursed her lips, turned her eyes away, and stopped speaking.

Ji Changli finally held him in his hands, making him unable to escape and having nowhere to escape, but he felt something was wrong in his heart.

Because, there is still no trace of him in these eyes.Even if he was right in front of him, he didn't take him seriously.

His eyes became colder, and he said in a low voice: "I know what senior brother is thinking. The master loves you so much, so he will protect you with all his might, but I don't know, does the master know about the personal relationship between you and the demon?" Do you know that you are willing to let that devil make a cauldron to heal your wounds, and does he know that you are making peace and having sex in the sacred temple?"

Noticing that the slender body in his arms trembled unconsciously, and that pretty face turned pale, Ji Changli's mood became worse and worse.

Shen Mian said: "How do you know..."

"Why would I know?" Ji Changli looked at him, tried his best to suppress the jealousy in his eyes, and said as calmly as possible: "The temple has recognized the Lord, as long as I want to know, I can know."

"If you don't want Master to know about those filthy things, just stay by my side obediently and don't go anywhere."

When he said these words, his eyes were dark, and Ji Changli felt that he was very sad and ridiculous.

He actually needs to use such unrefined means to keep a person, what's more, this person has never looked down on him.

Shen Mian lowered her eyelashes slightly, and said, "Since you like to torture me so much, why not kill me?"

"indeed."

Ji Changli nodded slightly, and he said very seriously: "I have thought of killing you more than once, but that day in the temple, why did you save me?"

"If you hadn't saved me that time, I would never have been ruthless towards you. In the final analysis, it is all your fault, senior brother. Your soft heart made me not like me. This is all senior brother your fault."

After saying that, he pinched Shen Mian's chin, stared at those beautiful peach blossom eyes, and looked at the pale tear mole at the corner of his eyes. No matter how many times he looked at this beautiful skin, it would only become more amazing.

He has seen many beauties, obedient and obedient than Shen Jingyu, there are many who love him, as long as he wants, he can have them.

But, he just couldn't let go of this piece of ice that couldn't be melted.

As if discouraged, he forcibly kissed the two pink petals, chasing Shen Mian's pink tongue, which was repeatedly dodging, and scavenged the honey mixed with the aroma of wine wherever he went. He sucked hard, forcing Shen Mian's physiological tears. When he came out, he was a little gentler.

He was finally willing to stop, licking away the saliva flowing from the corner of Shen Mian's lips.

The person in his arms closed his eyes lightly, and the stamina of the fine nectar rose, and he was so drunk that he was unconscious, his cheeks were flushed and his charm was hard to hide, but that drunken face was still deserted, showing an air of repulsion from people thousands of miles away. alienated.

If there is Yao Chi Jade in this world, it would probably be like this person, who makes people think about it day and night, but it feels a bit unreal when it is really held in the hand.

Ji Changli thought, how could he not love him, this person never gave him another choice.

***

The sword pavilion.

Shen Jun asked: "Have you really thought it over clearly? You had a rift with your junior brother Ji, and the matter...was not handled properly. Now he wants to marry you, I'm afraid it's not because he loves you. Father really doesn't approve of this matter." marriage."

Shen Mian was drunk all night, now he wakes up, but he can't remember what happened last night, he only vaguely remembers being kissed by that guy before he fell asleep, and he doesn't know if that guy did anything else.

Practitioners have this benefit, no matter how intensely they did it the night before, after taking a elixir and applying some spiritual dew, they will be back to normal.

He rubbed his brows and said: "Of course I know that my junior brother still holds grudges against me, but it was my fault at the beginning. Since he wants me to marry him, he can only relieve his hatred by accepting this humiliation. What else is there besides relying on him?" Another way."

Shen Jun frowned, and said: "If you are not willing, father will definitely protect you to the end. Back then when you broke the Yuan Dan, you have already paid back the karma, and now you don't have to accommodate him anymore."

Hearing what he said, Shen Mian couldn't help but feel warm, and said with a smile: "My child is willing to believe in father, but Jianfeng has been the only one in the sect these years, and father is the elder of the sect, with great power in his hands. How many pairs of eyes are watching, how many people are waiting for father to make mistakes, if father insists on taking sides in this matter, then I'm afraid it will damage his reputation."

Shen Jundao: "Practitioners' false fame is like floating clouds, they just want to be worthy of their hearts and be worthy of the righteous way of heaven and earth."

Shen Mian shook her head, "Father doesn't have to care, but my son has to." He stood up, poured a cup of tea for Shen Jun, handed it to him, and said, "My son once swore that he would never let Father and the Shen family be ashamed again. Ji Changli is the descendant of the Immortal Emperor, and he is what the people of the cultivation world want, if he is displeased, neither the Shen family nor Jianfeng will benefit."

Shen Jun didn't take the cup of tea.

Shen Mian stuffed the cup into his hand, and said: "Besides, this is the grievance between me and him, there must be an end, he is not a narrow-minded person, hand it over to me, he will untangle his heart, this matter There will be a result. There is no need to involve Jianfeng anymore, and there is no need to involve father anymore."

"In addition, since I have been expelled from the sect, I am not a disciple of the sect, let alone a disciple of Jianfeng. I don't have to follow the old customs of three matchmakers and six servants. I just keep things simple."

Shen Jun knew that he was deliberately drawing a clear line with the sect, so that if he offended Ji Changli in the future, he would not hurt others.

He frowned suddenly, and said in a heavy voice, "Yu'er, you don't have to be like this."

Shen Mian said with a smile, "Father, the boy's Yuan Dan has just been repaired not long ago, so you need to step up your practice."

After saying that, he stooped to leave.Looking at his calm and calm figure, Shen Jun felt that this child was very strange.

Studio:

——Junior and younger brother burst into tears QWQ

--marry! !

——I don't agree with this marriage, what should our lord do? ? ! !

——Disagree +1 (death struggle of Mozun Unit)

——Your Majesty, come back soon~

——Those who disagreed before were all rejected!

——The Carnival of Junior and Brother Stocks 5555555~~

——Hope the three of them get married together qwq

-I hope it's four

- I hope it's five

——Five people, you are so fucking talented

——How do five people count (in confusion)

——Five people hold back after school, if the water meter is checked in the live broadcast room, you will be sacrificed to heaven (waving a small leather whip)

——How can a small leather whip be enough! !

Shen Mian coughed lightly, and said to the system: "Clear the barrage in the live broadcast room, I have a hunch that something inharmonious will get in."

The system ding-dong: [Okay. 】

Coming out of Shen Jun's courtyard, he happened to meet a few Jiange disciples who had gone to make a fuss in the sleeping room the day before yesterday.

When those people saw Shen Mian, they hurriedly greeted Shen Mian respectfully, "I met Senior Brother Shen." It was probably because they were badly repaired, so they all hid far away.

Shen Mian ignored it and left.

After he left, someone whispered: "I heard that Senior Brother Shen agreed to that marriage."

"So what if I agreed, I thought that Junior Brother Ji wanted to marry him because he wanted to take revenge on him, but I never thought that I really love him..."

Several people recalled what they saw outside the stone pavilion that day, and they couldn't help but shudder. Fortunately, they never bullied Shen Jingyu, otherwise they might not have just suffered some flesh and blood.

"It is said that Junior Brother Ji hates Shen Jingyu very much, but who would have thought that the two of them have formed so many grievances, but in the end, Junior Brother Ji still has a deep affection for him."

"Who wouldn't want such a beauty?"

"Oh, beauties have to bear it..."

A few people remembered the tragic situation when they were taught by Shen Mian, they didn't dare to discuss any more, and left in a hurry.

***

Because the wedding was simple, and Shen Jingyu was not a disciple of the Haoxuan Immortal Sect, there was no reason to accept the witness of the sect, let alone invite monks to watch the ceremony. He only wore a dragon and phoenix robe and drank the quilt wine, which was regarded as a ceremony.

People who don't know the inside story think that Ji Changli deliberately treated Shen Jingyu harshly.

After all, Shen Jingyu was unwilling to marry him in the past, and even sent someone to push him off the lonely peak, almost killing him. Now that he has gained power, he wants to marry the person who refuses to marry him. revenge.

This is the most remote valley of Jianfeng, where Ji Changli practiced now.

Originally the sect leader wanted to choose a mansion with the most aura for him, but he himself refused. He was only willing to stay in Jianfeng and continue to be an inner disciple, and refused all other preferential treatment.

It's just that in Haoxuan Xianzong, no one really dared to treat him as an inner disciple.

If there is anyone, it must be in deep sleep.

Shen Mian held the flagon and drank to his heart's content, but he just couldn't get drunk. He said to Ji Changli, "You let me drink the 'Thousand Days Drunk' last time, but there is still some leftover."

The red candles in the hall were flickering, his lips were stained with wine, extremely glamorous, but he didn't know it, asked him for a drink innocently, Ji Changli didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

It wasn't quite the wedding night he wanted, but it satisfied him.

As long as Shen Jingyu is here, nothing else matters.

He took out a pot from the storage ring and poured a cup for each of them, but he didn't give Shen Mian directly, but entangled with his arms before letting him drink.

Shen Mian had no choice but to drink the quilt wine with him.

The taste of this wine was indeed more powerful than other wines, Shen Mian felt warm in his stomach after drinking a few cups, he leaned over the table and drank one cup after another.

The candlelight flickered slightly, that pretty face was so beautiful that it was unreal, Ji Changli couldn't help stretching out his hand to caress his cheek.

At this moment, Shen Mian looked up at him: "Where did they all go?"

Ji Changli paused slightly and asked, "Who?"

Shen Mian said: "It's fine if you don't want to say it, don't pretend to be stupid." After speaking, she burped lightly.

Ji Changli smiled unconsciously, although Shen Jingyu was still indifferent and alienated towards him, but he felt a little coquettish.

Ji Changli thought, maybe he drank too much tonight and was so drunk that he mistook himself for someone else.

Even so, he felt very happy.

He knew that Shen Jingyu would also laugh at others, not like this with him, treating him as a complete stranger.

But now, they are Taoist couples, and they are no longer irrelevant people.Everything about Shen Jingyu was related to him, and he could no longer be driven away from his side.

He caressed Shen Mian's cheeks that were stained with drunkenness, and teased, "If you beg me softly, I might be willing to tell you what you want to know."

Shen Mian looked up at him, but shook her head, lowered her head and continued tasting wine.

Ji Changli pinched his chin, and kissed him on the lips. The wine smelled clear, but not as sweet as these lips.

Shen Mian wiped her lips with her hand, her fingertips holding the jug trembled.

Normally, Ji Changli might have been angry, maybe earlier, when Shen Mian asked about the whereabouts of those two people, he should have been angry, but today his wish was fulfilled, so he was extra patient.

He held Shen Mian's hand and filled the glass in his hand, but he held Shen Mian's hand and brought the wine glass to his lips.

When the cup was empty, Ji Changli seemed to be drunk too, not because of this glass of wine, but because of the person in front of him.

Shen Mian pulled her hand out of his hand, and said, "Tell me, where did he go? Is he alive?"

Ji Changli said: "Brother, on your and my big day, you shouldn't mention him."

He stretched out his long arms, and pulled Shen Mian into his embrace. Their eyes collided. Ji Changli said, "Why don't you look at me?"

They clearly looked at each other, but he asked him why he refused to look at him.Because in those clear eyes, he couldn't see himself.

Shen Mian said: "I promised him that I will only look at him in this life."

Ji Changli's eyes sank slightly, he raised his hand to cover his lips, and said, "I don't like what you say, so don't say it again in the future."

Shen Mian said: "I just want to know if he is okay."

Ji Changli looked at him fixedly, and after a long time, he said, "I can't die."

Shen Mian nodded slightly, "Then I'm relieved."

He picked up the jug of Yulu fine wine, without using a cup, and drank it directly from the neck of the wine jug.

Then, he stood up and staggered towards the inner hall, thinking that it would be better for Ji Changli to go up drunk than sober, so that he would feel less guilty, after all, he would not remember anything when he woke up up.

He walked to Nuanyu's bed and fell asleep. Ji Changli stood beside the bed for a long time before finally picking him up and walking towards the open-air spiritual pool at the back of the hall.

There is a spirit stone array around the spirit pool, which was set up by Ji Changli himself, and it can prevent the outside world from prying eyes.

He took off his clothes, untied his hair belt, and covered his perfect, snow-white body with black hair. Ji Changli gasped for breath. The skin under his palm was delicate and smooth, making him reluctant to leave. , Burning several imprints one after another on Shen Mian's Adam's apple and collarbone.

Sensing the person in his arms groaning uncomfortably, Ji Changli barely stopped, resisting the desire to hold him and step into the spiritual spring.

The spring water was a little hot, and Shen Mian woke up a little bit. He hugged Ji Changli's neck tightly and called out in a low voice, "Your Majesty..."

There was a strong nasal voice in his words, as if he had suffered infinite grievances, and he seemed to be begging others to take pity on him and love him.

Just these two words made Ji Changli feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

He asked, "What's good about him."

Only his echo could be heard in the hall, and he asked again: "What's so good about him?"

Shen Mian was leaning against the white jade carved pool wall, she seemed to be familiar with the situation, but the face of this person in front of her was really not good-looking, Shen Mian's head was like a paste, and she didn't even realize what she said.

But Ji Changli didn't seem to hear his answer, so he refused to let him go.

So he thought for a while and said, "If I hadn't met Your Majesty, I would have died."

That day in the creek at the foot of Haoxuan Xianzong Mountain, if there hadn't been a group of purple crows, he would have fallen from the cliff and waterfall, and his body was broken to pieces.

Ji Changli was slightly taken aback, he did not expect such an answer.

"When my Yuan Dan was useless and I was a useless person waiting to die, he picked me up and took care of me. He entered the secret realm and entered the temple, all for me. Step into danger."

His eyes were slightly red, and he murmured: "I don't owe you anything, I only owe him."

Ji Changli just felt like a thorn in his heart, piercing more and more into his heart, the past was irreparable, he had already lost a complete defeat.

But he was still not reconciled.

Ji Changli held Shen Mian in his arms, suppressed the dull pain in his heart, his eyes were turbulent, as if he had made some decision.

He caressed Shen Mian's cheek, and said in a very gentle tone: "Brother, forget the past, let's start again from now on."

Shen Mian remained silent.

Ji Changli said: "If you can't forget it, I will help you forget it. You may not know that there is a flower in Xuanqiong Secret Territory called 'Wangqing'. Its pollen will make people forget the love of this life. Since you met, All memories will be lost."

Shen Mian froze slightly, and struggled desperately in his arms, but Ji Changli, who had inherited divine power, now had no match in this continent, Shen Mian's resistance could be ignored for him.

Ji Changli picked him up and walked out of the Lingchi, the water mist on the two of them evaporated quickly, Shen Mian's body was also covered with a brocade shirt at some point.

Ji Changli placed him on the bed. He didn't apply the immobilization technique, but he used gentle but unquestionable force to suppress Shen Mian's wrists and even his legs, allowing him to feel the tension without being restrained. To the absolute power from the Kingdom of God.

Something was fed into his mouth, slid down his throat, sleeping in his arms and retching desperately, but he couldn't spit out anything.

"..."

Shen Mian looked at the void expressionlessly, and said, "007, remember to make a backup for me."

However, the system said: [Wangqing Pollen is effective immediately. 】

Shen Mian was slightly taken aback, why hasn't he forgotten the Mozun, and he hasn't forgotten anything that shouldn't be forgotten.

Did you take fake medicine?But as the master of the secret realm, how could Ji Changli, who has the inheritance of the temple for thousands of years, make such a low-level mistake?

But he did not forget anything.

Ji Changli held him in his arms, gently stroked his thin back, and asked, "Brother, are you feeling better?"

Shen Mian slightly raised her eyes to look at him. At this time, even if he remembered, he could only pretend to forget everything, otherwise he would not know how many powerful magic weapons Ji Changli still had to deal with him.

His eyes were full of innocence and bewilderment, as well as helplessness and panic, like a newborn cub, he asked cautiously: "Junior brother?"

Ji Changli's eyes felt a little dry when he heard the address he hadn't heard for a long time.

He pressed his forehead against Shen Mian's and murmured: "From today onwards, there will be no one else in your life, only me."

Shen Mian: "..." As long as you are happy.