Rely on face to eat [Quick Transmigration]

On the day of Shen Jun's birthday, Ji Changli finally let Shen Jun go out of the valley.

In fact, since the day the consummation of the house was completed, Ji Changli did have some changes towards him. In the past, he was determined not to let Shen Mian take a step away from his sight, and he had to watch him all the time. Sleep in the hall.

It is not the case now, Ji Changli is no longer guarded like a prisoner in the past, and occasionally let Shen Mian have a chance to be alone.

These subtle changes show that he is learning to trust each other.

It's just that compared to the past, his demands on Shen Mian are becoming more and more excessive. From the beginning, he asked for it every few days, but now he is greedy for pleasure every day, and it is still not enough.

Thanks to him, the demon energy in Shen Mian's body was completely cleaned up, and no one could detect that he had cultivated demons.

Shen Mian also deliberately asked him, "Why did I cultivate demons at that time?"

Ji Changli kissed his lips, and said: "At that time, your Yuan Dan was completely destroyed, and you couldn't practice Taoism. Naturally, you could only find other ways to practice. It's only my fault that I didn't find my brother back earlier, which made you go wrong. I have suffered a lot in vain."

He answered perfectly, and Shen Mian's body was softened by his kiss again, so she had no choice but to deal with it casually: "It's not the younger brother's fault."

Ji Changli took him into his arms, tore off his clothes, and tried his best to make him comfortable.

Ji Changli likes to hear him call "junior brother" the most.Especially when doing that kind of thing, as long as Shen Mian called him "Junior Brother" in a voice that seemed unbearable and extremely intolerable, Ji Changli would easily lose his mind, and his movements would become crazy and eager, wishing to kill him alive Torn to shreds, torn to pieces, that kind of domineering and ruthless energy, even Shen Mian couldn't stand it.

These days, Ji Changli seems to have become the young man who went to Yuanwu Mountain earlier that year and was worthy of establishing a foundation. He treats his sweetheart with only passionate admiration, which is pure and clumsy.

He's clumsy, but earnestly learning how to love.

Ji Changli has almost forgotten the unpleasant three and a half years.

He spent three years in despair like a trapped beast under the isolated peak, and the half year when Shen Jingyu's Yuandan was broken and he took refuge in the Demon Realm.

Even before that, when he met Shen Jingyu for the first time, his heart fluttered with enthusiasm, and he also discarded all the years of being played by Shen Jingyu in the palm of his hand.

Between him and him, there are no memories of false beauty, hurt, or indifference.

Clear everything and start over.

Ji Changli loves this senior brother whom he met again very much, he has a face like a banished fairy, and on the bed he is a full-fledged fairy, as if he wants to suck his energy dry before he will give up.

Senior brother usually likes to reason with him with a reserved and older air. He has talked a lot about the truth, but he is very lazy in private. He always likes to use the excuse of spiritual practice to find a quiet shade of a tree to take a nap secretly.

But the senior brother is very smart, even though he likes to sleep late, the speed of his practice is astonishing, and his talent is actually on par with him.

Senior brother usually thinks he is unruly, thinking about that dirty thing, but he can't bear to be teased, he just kisses his lips, and he seems to have changed into a charming, delicate and soft demeanor that even a god can't hold back .

Only now does Ji Changli know why some people always say that they only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals.

Even if someone offered to become an immortal in exchange for his senior brother, he would never do so.

***

Arriving at Jianfeng, it is rare to see a lively scene.

Seeing the two of them coming, Jianfeng's disciples hurriedly led the way ahead, lowered their eyebrows and said pleasantly, "Today's birthday banquet is held in Master's Luoxia Palace, and the elders and sect masters of Zhufeng have arrived on July or August." He was startled and speechless , and quickly said: "It's just that Junior Brother Ji is coming at this time, so it's not too late."

Although they call Ji Changli "junior brother", they also know that this seniority is not right, because Ji Changli is now the descendant of the Immortal Emperor, and all practitioners in this continent are not the disciples and grandchildren of the Immortal Emperor. I am afraid that it will be more messy, so I just use the old name.

Shen Mian asked: "Where is my father? My junior brother and I have prepared a congratulatory gift for him and want to present it face to face."

The few disciples quietly raised their heads, glanced at the fairy-like person, and hurriedly said: "The master is in the back hall, and I have explained it. If Senior Brother Shen arrives, please go in and talk about it."

Ji Changli knew that his good master didn't want to see him, but only wanted to see his precious son. Originally, he didn't want to disturb their father-son reunion, but he used Wangqing Pollen on Shen Mian. bad thing.

He squeezed Shen Mian's hand tightly, and said, "Senior brother, I want to go with you to visit Master."

Shen Mian wondered: "My father wants to see me, why are you here to join in the fun, it seems outrageous."

Ji Changli said, "I'm worried about senior brother, and I don't want to be separated from senior brother."

"..." Shen Mian glanced at him, thought for a while, then leaned into his ear and whispered, "Be good today, and I will listen to you when I go back."

When Ji Changli heard this, he paused, and his eyes immediately became extremely hot.

He grabbed Shen Mian's shoulder and asked uncertainly: "Brother, do you really listen to me? Are you willing to agree to the pose I wanted to use last night, and those props?"

Shen Mian was taken aback, quickly reached out to cover his mouth, and said angrily, "Are you serious!"

This person did not know where to find a lot of spring pictures. They were all private palace paintings. Many poses in them were amazing, and the props were even unheard of. He tried without even thinking about it.

Ji Changli took advantage of the opportunity to kiss his tender palm, curled his lips and said with a smirk: "Senior Brother, you just agreed, so don't go back on your word."

Shen Mian was silent for a while, and said in her heart that she would lie to her first, and then she would just let her go.

He said perfunctorily: "Okay, then you go to the front hall to take a seat first, and I will talk to you when I talk to dad."

Ji Changli agreed, paused for a moment, then leaned into his ear and whispered softly: "Master doesn't know about your obsession, so it's best not to mention your past when you lost your memory, so as not to cause trouble." .”

Shen Mian knew what Ji Changli was afraid of, it was nothing more than worrying about Wangqing Pollen being exposed, he nodded and said, "I know it well."

Shen Mian was about to turn around, but Ji Changli suddenly grabbed his waist, pulled him into his arms, and kissed that fair face.

The disciples leading the way didn't dare to look, so they didn't know what happened, but they were spotted by the Murong clan's children who came to celebrate his birthday.

"Brother Changli is truly blessed to have such a Taoist companion." Murong Ming walked behind Ji Changli, his tone quite sour.

Ji Changli asked, "Brother Murong, why come to Jianfeng when you have time?"

Murong Ming said: "One is the birthday of Elder He Jianfeng Shen Jun, and the other is that Elder He broke through the realm and entered the Ascension Realm."

A great power in the Ascension Realm really deserves so many nobles from the royal family to come here to please him, but Ji Changli frowned and asked, "When did Master break through the Realm?"

Murong Ming said: "Just a few days ago, why did brother Changli not know about this?"

Ji Changli said: "Anyone who advances to the realm of ascension needs to endure nine levels of thunder and thunder before he can create an extraordinary body. I'm within Sword Peak, so why can't I feel anything?"

Murong Ming smiled and said: "At that time, Elder Shen was a guest in our dynasty, and by the way, he was reinforcing the national protection formation for the imperial city. Suddenly, ninety-nine and eighty-one sky thunders fell one after another, and most of the people in the country were alarmed at that time. Unforgettable."

Ji Changli nodded, but his eyes darkened slightly.

Shen Jun's heart is firm, and he should have his own contest in his heart when he breaks the situation. Why did he choose to be the guest of Murong Dynasty at a critical period, just to avoid him.

Is it a coincidence?Or is it a conspiracy.

***

When he arrived at the back hall of Luoxia Hall, the disciple who led the way took his leave. Shen Mian stepped into the gate of the hall by himself. After walking about a hundred meters, he saw Shen Jun standing in the center of the hall, holding the Tiangang Sword in his hand.

No one knows the origin of this Tiangang sword that has guarded the Haoxuan Xianzong for thousands of years. It is considered to be the highest level among spiritual weapons in the world, but there are very few people who can drive it. Even Shen Jun can only rely on it strength.

Someone once said that the Tiangang Sword is the "first spiritual weapon" in the world under the divine weapon.

But now, Shen Jun held the extremely proud Tiangang Sword in his hands, like a servant at his command.

Shen Mian looked at Shen Jun's back, feeling a little strange, and called out, "Father?"

Shen Jun turned around, and Shen Mian seemed to see a dazzling silver light in an instant, which was very familiar, just like the Ji Changli he saw in the temple that day.

Shen Mian froze for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Who are you?"

Shen Jun walked towards him, that handsome and upright face was neither sad nor happy, it seemed compassionate and cruel, it stopped in front of Shen Mian.

"Meet you again." He said, with a very solemn tone in his voice.

Shen Mian took half a step back, and asked cautiously, "Who the hell are you? Where is my father?"

The man was silent, and said: "Your father is still there, I am only borrowing his body temporarily, and he himself agreed."

Shen Mian frowned, and said: "My father will never agree to let others take the house."

The man said: "He will agree, because he wants to protect you, so he can only let me borrow his body."

Shen Mian said, "What exactly do you want to do?"

The man said: "In the past, my responsibility was to protect this continent, but now, I have another responsibility, which is to protect Xiaoyuer. Xiaoyuer asked who I am, and I can only say that I am just a crippled soul."

Shen Mian was silent for a moment, and asked, "Then who were you before you died?"

"Before I die..." The man seemed to be interested in this statement, his eyebrows softened for a moment, he approached Shen Mian, and said: "Before I die, my name is Qitian."

Shen Mian's pupils shrank suddenly, and she said, "Qi Tian... the throne?"

It is clearly written in Xuanqiong Mystery Territory, the title of the Immortal Emperor is: Taiqi Kaitian Xuanqiong Xianzun God, and the immortals of the Jiuzhong Xuantian respect him as the Qitian Emperor Seat.

"That's not right," the man looked at Shen Mian's sluggish face, couldn't help poking his soft face with his fingers, and said calmly: "This seat is just a wisp of his remnant soul, not the complete Emperor Qitian. seat."

Shen Mian said: "I don't understand."

Emperor Qitian seemed a little troubled, but his tone was still calm and solemn: "This is very complicated to explain."

Shen Mian grabbed his sleeve and said, "I'm very smart and can understand."

But the man said: "Instead of being entangled in those past events, why don't you tell me first, where did you come from, a spirit who seized the house?"

Shen Mian's face suddenly turned pale, he actually knew that he was not Shen Jingyu!

Emperor Qitian raised his eyes slightly, and suddenly a bright white light shot out to restrain the fleeing young man and sent him to him.

That white light seemed to have self-awareness, caressing Shen Mian's soft waist, kneading his round buttocks, and reaching into his clothes to kiss the red cherry on his chest, messing around like a naughty child, Shen Mian I couldn't believe it, but I was actually teased by a white light.

And the god who looked at him with compassionate eyes was still aloof, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

"You, what do you want to do!"

Emperor Qitian said: "I just want to know where the fun is and why the monster and Ji Changli like it so much."

"..." Shen Mian pursed her lips and asked, "Is it interesting?"

Emperor Qitian said: "It's really interesting, but it's a pity that I don't have a body, otherwise it would be more interesting."

It seemed that Qitian Dizuo had played enough, the white light put Shen Mian down, Shen Mian was already exhausted, and directly collapsed on the ground, his eyes were a little empty, and he took a deep breath unconsciously.

The man looked at his delicate flushed face, his chest felt strangely hot, he squatted in front of Shen Mian, and said: "I am a Daoist, I have never regretted it for thousands of years, but I am a little regretful at this time. "

If he had his own body, he could hold this little monster in his arms. It would be a very interesting thing to think about.

It's a pity that he is currently living in someone else's body, and he doesn't bother to use other people's body to touch him.

Emperor Qitian squinted his eyes, and a white light lifted Shen Mian's jaw. The man asked: "Tell me, where are you from, and what is your identity?"

Shen Mian said stiffly, "I don't understand what the emperor seat means."

"I know that you are not Shen Jingyu. All sentient beings are deceived by appearances, but I am not one of them. You are Shen Jingyu's skin, but not him."

Shen Mian said: "Is it important whether I am him or not?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and said: "It doesn't matter, I'm just curious, this continent has been guarded by me, suddenly a little monster broke in, I'm curious, and I'm very happy."

"What's the joy? Shouldn't it be anger?" Shen Mian couldn't understand his train of thought.

Emperor Qitian looked at him, and said calmly: "Maybe it's because I've been guarding for too long, I feel tired and bored, you make me feel novel, and I really like it."

When he was talking, that white light was gently caressing his sleeping cheeks.

There was no emotion in his eyes. Shen Mian really couldn't understand him, and he was too lazy to think about it. An ancient god who didn't even have a body would never be the target of his attack, so he asked directly: "Since you are dead, Why not enter reincarnation."

"This seat is reincarnated, and Ji Changli is the reincarnation of this seat."

Shen Mian was stunned for a moment, but heard the man say: "Half of my soul resides in the artifact, and the other half has entered reincarnation. The purpose is to have a countermeasure when the devil returns in ten thousand years. It's just..."

"only?"

Emperor Qitian said calmly: "Although Ji Changli knows the relationship between me and him, he is afraid of me and refuses to be one with me. Now it seems that his fear is not unreasonable."

He did begin to have nostalgia for the world.