Host No. 7749’s Law of Mission Failure

"Senior brother..."

Zhao Mingyuan looked at Yun Nai who was drawing the talisman carefully with a cinnabar pen, thought about it for a long time, and then said, "Are you drawing the talisman?"

Yun Dao glanced at him coldly, "Blind?"

Zhao Mingyuan choked, "But... do you want to see what you are drawing?"

Yun Dao lowered his eyes slightly and looked at what he was drawing under his hand.

"What kind of talisman is this? I remember that the master has never taught this kind of talisman." Zhao Mingyuan said.

On the contrary...it looks like a human being.

Yun Dao looked calm, folded the two pieces of the charm and put it into his cuff, "I drew it wrong."

Zhao Mingyuan: "...?"

Was it really a mistake?

Isn't she the one you drew?

Zhao Mingyuan looked at the people lying lazily in the yard in front.

She seems to particularly like sleeping. She always comes out to take a nap when the sun is shining. Her skin is fair and translucent, her phoenix eyes contain a faint smile, and her facial features are delicate and beautiful. She casually pulled up a low bun with a wooden hairpin, leaving a small strand of hair. , playing with it carefully on the chest.

and also……

Why is Senior Brother wearing a white belt drawing charm now?

If you cover your eyes, won't you be able to see the talisman clearly?

Zhao Mingyuan stared there for a long time. Suddenly, his calf hurt. He took a breath of cold air, looked at Yun Dao holding the needle in his hand, and almost jumped up, "Senior Brother, did you just prick me?"

The corners of Yun Dao's lips curled up into a spring-like smile, but his eyes were extremely cold, "How could that be?"

Being used to Yun Dao's cold and ruthless appearance, Leng Buding saw him smile.

Zhao Mingyuan: (⊙x⊙;)……

master……

Help……

Nothing good happened when he smiled...

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Lu Jian has been here for half a month, sleeping, eating, basking in the sun every day, watching Yun Dao draw talisman, and watching Zhao Mingyuan jumping around every day, giving him a very peaceful feeling.

She was embarrassed after waiting for a long time. She originally wanted to ask if there was anything she could do to help, but Zhao Mingyuan answered his question.

They take a few orders every month, probably solving some paranormal phenomena.

Zhao Mingyuan winked and smiled teasingly, "It doesn't matter if you can't help. Our senior brother is willing to support you."

As soon as he finished speaking, several spells flew from behind and were accurately placed on Zhao Mingyuan's back.

After hearing a few sizzling sounds, Zhao Mingyuan's whole body felt as if he had been electrocuted, and his hair exploded in an instant.

A slender jade-like hand held his arm, and with a strong pull, Lu Jian's back pressed against his chest.

The young man in white had a beautiful face, like a beautiful young man walking out of a painting. His rosy thin lips pursed slightly, leading Lu Jian slightly away from Zhao Mingyuan.

"If you can't speak, then don't speak." His voice was cold, word by word, but it felt like he was gritting his teeth.

Lu Jian was stunned for a few seconds at first, then looked up slightly.

The young man in white's earlobes were as red as blood, but his face was expressionless, trying to be serious.

He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the girl who was looking up at him. Her eyes were particularly beautiful, as if they were hiding stars. When she slightly bent her eyes, she looked particularly gentle. She smiled slightly and raised her head, seeming to be teasing, no. Planning to let him go easily, "Can you really support me?"

Bad taste.

Bad woman.

The young man in white bit his lip, his eyes were flustered and he didn't know where to put them, and he closed his lips and said nothing.

What should I do, get married or get married?

Oh, right.

Marry him.

Zhao Mingyuan yelled unwillingly, "Elder brother! I am only thirteen years old this year! You are abusing children!"

Yun Dao almost knew what he was going to shout next.

Sure enough, the young man shouted at the top of his lungs, "I curse you for not having a wife!"

At this moment, the boy who was usually dismissive of the Immortal was staring at him with heavy eyes and fell into a strange silence.

After a long time, he snapped his fingers, and the three weakened thunder talismans instantly turned into ashes.

The young man's voice was slightly cold, "Shut up next time."

Zhao Mingyuan: "..."

He directly applied oil to the soles of his feet and started sliding.

The girl turned around and looked up at him, with a smile in her eyes, "You haven't answered my question yet."

She came closer, and the pleasant fragrance instantly lingered on the tip of his nose. The Goulian Cliff in November, and the winter wind blowing from the bottom to the north, should have been cold.

Ginkgo leaves all over the sky pave the way up the mountain. The sunrise and sunset on the top of the mountain are still the same. The waterfall pours water freely, colliding with the huge rocks in the river and splashing everywhere.

The girl smiled slightly and tilted her head to look at him. There was a hint of teasing in her eyes, like a little devil, testing him in a leisurely manner.

It seemed that...he had to give an answer.

Yun Dao opened his mouth and closed it again.

After a long time, the young man's clear voice said softly, "Okay."

As if he was afraid that someone might hear him, he spoke very quietly.

His hands unconsciously went behind his back and he clenched his snow-white sleeves.

The sound seemed to spread out as soon as it left the lips and teeth. If you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't hear it at all.

But Lu Jian heard it clearly. She was stunned and looked at the young man in white with red ears but still a solemn expression for a long time.

It seems that this is how he can be remembered.

……

Not many days.

They got a deal.

The business of Huaiyue Villa.

There is a special channel for receiving orders, and the old Taoist priest responsible for entertaining guests sent a letter using a Taoist talisman.

"Huaiyue Villa, a lot of money."

After conveying just a few words, the spell seemed to have completed its mission, burning spontaneously in the air and falling into ashes.

It's just pity that the yard that Zhao Mingyuan just swept is dirty again.

The group quickly went down the mountain.

Lu Jian opened his lips, wanting to say that he couldn't get out.

Yun Dao stood still, watching her stop moving in one place, and was slightly confused, "What's wrong?"

There seemed to be an invisible wall in front of her, blocking her off. She touched the wall that seemed to be real in front of her and hit it a few times, but was bounced back two steps.

Yun Dao also noticed her abnormality.

He easily penetrated the formation, walked to her side, stabilized his figure, and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Can't you get out?"

She pursed her lips and responded softly, "Yeah."

Yun Dao stretched out his hand in front of her. The young man's hand had distinct joints and clear veins. The white sleeves slipped slightly, and the cyan blood vessels were faintly visible at the wrist bones.

Lu Jian looked up at him without knowing why, and then slowly put his hand up.

The young man was stunned for a second, his earlobes turned red, and without saying anything, he led her outside the formation.

Unexpectedly, this time, the wall seemed to disappear, no longer blocking her in any way.

Lu Jian slightly widened his eyes and looked to the sky.

What happened to the way of heaven? As an outsider, she should not be allowed to participate in important events in the past.

Yun Dao had given her a lot of things for self-defense before, perhaps because he regarded her as an ordinary woman and was afraid that she would be in danger.

He wanted to take out a teleportation talisman from her body and teleport her outside the formation.

When the soft, boneless, slender fingers slowly placed on his hand, he pursed his lips, turned around, and held it tightly.

He glanced sideways at Zhao Mingyuan, who was watching the show, and an unknown emotion flashed in his eyes.