Born to be a Demon (GL)

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Kunlun's expression suddenly became a little subtle, and she asked, "Why did you call me that just now?"

"Call me if you want, your name sounds nice."

"Why kiss my neck?"

"If you want to kiss, I will kiss. I am happy in my heart." Chu Ci asked puzzled, "Don't you like it?"

"No, I like it very much, I just..." Kunlun put his hand on his forehead and said, "The carriage is bumpy, yes, I want to be quiet."

"Then lie on me."

"No..." Before Kunlun could utter the word "no", Chu Ci pushed her over, let her lie on her body, and then turned into a prototype with white fur, Kunlun was sleeping on her belly.

The big dog, slightly bigger than a human, curled its tail over her body and coaxed, "Go to sleep."

Kunlun actually fell asleep, and his sleep was dark and sweet.

When he woke up, the sun had already set for half a stubble, hanging unsteadily in the west, and the carriage had already entered the city.

"Are you awake?" Kunlun was hugged by Chu Ci and sat up.

Through the car curtain, the noise outside is not real, as if in a busy city, the surrounding is still extremely clean.

Kunlun looked up and found that Chu Ci had changed into a suit. Although it was still white, he no longer wore white fur. The foxtails on the neckline were all removed, and the cuffs were just ordinary silk embroidery. But not so conspicuous.

He also cast a small spell that was not very clever but enough to deal with ordinary people. At best, that face could be regarded as handsome, and it would not attract attention when walking on the street.

"Chutz, what about your clothes..."

"I don't wear that one anymore. Didn't you catch your eyes just now? It can be seen that the silver dragon silk is just a swank. I will think about whether I can improve it next time." Chu Ci jumped out of the carriage first, stretched Hand over, said: "Come on, give me your hand."

"What about your white fur?"

Chu Ci tilted his head, as if he couldn't understand: "I specially wore it for you to see, why should I show it to humble mortals."

☆、Chapter 22 Saint

The place where Chu Ci and Kunlun stopped was a border land in the southwest called Lanzhou.This Lanzhou City is neither big nor small. It is one of the frontier fortresses, but the wealth here is far better than others. Other countries.

The current dynasty is called Daliang, the emperor's surname is Li, and his name is Li Hao. He has been on the throne for more than 30 years. He has the heart of governing the country but is not good at using people. It is absurd, and he especially favors a saint named Lian.

Even Lanzhou City, which is far outside the imperial city, has a statue of a saint.The strange thing is that the common people are still very respectful to this. Every [-]th day of the Lunar New Year, they have to go to the Holy Maiden Temple in the east of the city to worship, in order to pray for the safety of the family and the country, and the succession of descendants.

When Chuci saw the statue for the first time, he said four words: "She is not human."

Kunlun asked why.

Chu Ci said: "The brows are narrow and long, like a monster, and the posture is like a lotus. It looks like a sword with awe-inspiring sword spirit. People don't look like this."

"Is it a demon?"

"It doesn't look like it either. It's probably a Sanxian who has attained enlightenment, a sword cultivator." Chu Ci looked at it for a moment with his chin in his hand, and said, "It's just that her appearance is too sharp. Well, I look familiar."

"Isn't immortals forbidden to participate in mortal affairs? Folk worship is like this, so it stands to reason that there should be nine lightning strikes in heaven."

Chu Ci replied without thinking: "This statement is wrong. The affairs of heaven are not clear, let alone the affairs of the world. Monsters, ghosts, demons, including immortals seem to be wandering outside the world, but secretly There are countless collusions with mortals. Fame and wealth, or just for their own comfort, one identity is far from satisfying them. If I guessed correctly, there are sword cultivators in Daliang, and there will be demon cultivators and ghost cultivators in other countries Xiu, some royal families are demon cultivators themselves. If they hacked one by one in the heavenly court, they would not be able to hack them if the hands of Lei Gong and Dian Mu were useless. Where there are people, no, no, no, including other creatures, as long as there are things with a heart, they will always fight each other."

Chu Ci looked up at the statue of the saint, his face was gloomy, and he seemed to sneer before he said flatly: "People's hearts are always more unpredictable than you imagine."

Kunlun stared at her blankly.

She shook Kunlun's hand, and her voice softened: "What about you, just stay by my side and ignore those bad things."

Kunlun nodded slightly.

Chu Ci led her out of the Temple of the Holy Maiden, the gloomy brows disappeared, and suddenly asked with great interest: "Kunlun Kunlun, when was the last time I took you out?"

He is completely different from just now.

"6 years ago."

"So long? I just don't have any memory, let's find something new to play with."

"I heard that there are river lanterns at night, we can go buy some first."

"good."

Kunlun held and loosened the empty hand hanging by his side, it was so sticky and sweaty.

There are two flowers, one on each side.

Jiang Yang calculated according to his own thinking, and felt that the king would definitely not be in the capital, so he urged the emperor of heaven to go directly to the imperial capital in the world.Jiang Yang had guessed correctly, the two were thousands of miles away from the imperial city, and it was really impossible for them to run into the Emperor of Heaven.

"Ah Yang, the world is too prosperous." Heavenly Emperor, no, Feng Jun sighed like this, "It's just that I think everyone looks at me a little strangely."

The Emperor of Heaven's real name is Jun, and his mother's surname is Feng, and the one who takes care of himself after being born is called Feng Jun.

Jiang Yang looked down at the blind cuffs of Long and Shan who were on his boots, and said, "Ah Jun, you have the appearance of a celestial being. These mortals probably haven't seen it before, so they made a fuss."

A few rows of hairs sprang up on Feng Jun's back, and he hurriedly quickened his pace.

"Master, please do me a favor."

"Grandpa, just reward us with a bite of rice, we haven't eaten for three days."

"My child is still sick in the ruined temple."

I don't know if Feng Jun was born with the appearance of being slaughtered, or what, but as soon as he turned a corner, a group of beggars pounced on him, yelling some nonsense before Feng Jun had time to hear clearly , His robe was torn in a row, and both feet were grabbed by two dirty little beggars at the same time, and it was only after he realized what these people were doing.

"Okay, okay," he raised a hand high, a gentle yellow enchantment popped out of his body, and gently opened the little beggars who were hanging on him, "Come one by one."

Then he untied the big money bag hanging around his waist—Yi Jiangyang speculated that it might have been prepared for him by General Rolling Curtain, and embroidered a pair of dragons playing with beads. Now I feel that it must have been bought by the idiot Shulin.

The largest restaurant in the capital is called Wangxian Tower, nine stories high, intriguing, carved beams and painted buildings.Not far from here, Jiang Yang looked at Feng Jun and listened carefully, as if he could still hear the sound of the zither.

The top floor of Wangxian Tower is a hollowed-out pavilion specially designed for the saint.

There are layers of vermilion curtains, and when the wind blows, a red figure lying on the soft couch can only be seen faintly.

Nine beauties in white gauze and white dresses with long beaded hair danced in the wind in the curtains. The people inside said "yes" softly, picked up the wine cup with bare hands, and drank it down in one gulp.

The waiter nodded to the dancers, and the beauties lifted the curtain one by one, moved lightly with lotus steps, and waited in front of the person.

The folk customs in Daliang were originally open, but the officials headed by the emperor were absurd and reckless. Even if the holy daughter of the holy family said that she was a woman, so what? Not only did no one object to it , and even secretly sent beauties to the Holy Maiden's Palace, Lian confiscated none of them, and without him, she couldn't reach her eyes.