diving

As night falls, stars adorn it.

The starlight was reflected on the surface of the clear pool water, and for a moment, it was hard to tell which was the sky and which was the earth.

In the hut deep in the bamboo forest, there were red waves in the quilt.

The seemingly endless bamboo forest swayed leisurely in the night wind, and the friction and rustle between the branches and leaves was like a slight repressed breathing in the house.

Clearly still sensible.

Si Zhuo opened his mouth unconsciously, more like a fish on the verge of suffocation.

The man was buried between his legs, and he spoke skillfully. He had never broken himself before cultivating immortality. Now, once he falls, he can't control it at all.

He was just drunk, it wasn't that this monster did anything, why he was so drunk that he just had his earlobe in his mouth and licked a few mouthfuls.

What happened in the past hundred years?

He went to the east to help the Dragon King control the water, went to the small barbarian country in the desert to expand several rivers and lakes, and came to a palace and several fairy houses to perform the duties of the water god.

It's not that I haven't missed the pool here, it's not that I haven't missed the fine wine here, and it's not that I haven't missed... that person.

The initial anger that was contradicted by words gradually disappeared, replaced by the bits and pieces of getting along with that person in the past hundred years.

That was the first demon he had enlightened, and also the first demon he had been with for a hundred years, and it was also the first demon he was not willing to see him disappear into ashes.

The demon will not sleep in the middle of the night, just to collect the first drop of dew in the morning to make tea for him; the demon will find the most rare ink and grind it with his own hands; Come; the demon will let him retreat for several years, guarding outside the house and waiting for him to offer a glass of his favorite wine when he leaves.

At first he thought, that monster dared to say that kind of thing, that's all, it's really fate.

Later he thought, that monster is just a monster with no understanding of human affairs, why bother with him?

Finally, he thought, what happened to that monster... I don’t know what happened?

Have you ever met another idle god and lived a carefree life with him?

Lan Che's lips were stained white, the vitality of the immortal family was released, and the room was full of fragrance.

He raised his head from under the quilt, his scorching gaze sank the moment he saw Si Zhuo's slightly red eye circles.He got out of bed, wiped off the marks on his lips, and said in a deep voice, "It's me who has made meng lang, and I am taking advantage of others' danger. When you wake up tomorrow, Zhenjun, I am willing to be punished and let myself be dealt with."

Si Zhuo regained his sanity a little bit from the moment of absent-mindedness, what does this... mean?

Seeing that he was silent, Lan Che turned around to leave, but the man on the bed grabbed his sleeve.

"Are you going to punish me now?" Lan Che smiled wryly, "That's fine. Anyway, I won't know my mistakes. I just admire you and I like you. I've thought about it since the first time I saw you. .It’s fine to be fined now, if you want to be fined, just fine.”

Si Zhuo opened his lips, his normally clear voice was hoarse and tinged with lust: "Come here."

Lan Che obeyed his words, and in the night, the stars were twinkling, but the light in the room was not good, but he could still see the other party clearly.

One is despair and annoyance, and the other is nervous about accepting fate.

When he got close enough, Si Zhuo raised his head slightly, his jet-black hair poured down on the edge of the bed, he lowered his eyes and dared not look again, so he had to show it with actions.

He kissed the monster's lips.

Lan Che was only stunned for a moment, and the color of his eyes became extremely dark at a frightening speed.He turned against the guest, and it was not limited to the touch of lips. His kiss was menacing, and his domineering, ecstasy, and uncontrollableness were all conveyed to the people under him.

He kissed back like crazy, his lips and tongue were entangled with this person, both of them were emotionally moved.

Si Zhuo wanted to hide uncontrollably, because the emotional tide came so fast, it was too strange, he was clearly not afraid of anything, but his intuition was not good.

After a while, the bed was full of clothes.

The messy moon white and silver are intertwined and intertwined, just like the two superimposed and entangled bodies on the bed.

Sweat dripped from Si Zhuo's fair back, sliding along the graceful curve of his back to the unspeakable depths.The person behind has a pair of strong hands, they hold his waist, accompanied by a kind of extremely gentle rhythm.

Thousands of years of immortal journey, once sunk.

The monster got his response, and since then it has become even more out of control.

Disliked by those little monsters who were too noisy, Lan Che marked the area, starting from the archway that entered the Zhuo Shui Pond, and did not allow any little monsters to enter.Still think it was not enough, he split the bamboo with his own hands to make a fence, surrounded the bamboo forest densely and densely, and set up an enchantment that can only be exited but not entered.

Because Si Zhuo likes cleanliness, he often has to take a bath. In the past, he sent a little demon to carry hot water for Si Zhuo to use.Now even more blatantly, he dug out a pool behind the small house, took all kinds of hardships to get the hot spring seeds, and actually created a natural hot spring - Si Zhuo just didn't know what he was planning.

What's even more exaggerated is that Lan Che's demon friend who can brew wine was originally a fish-eating raccoon. He said that he tried to eat Lan Che's original body in a certain attempt. .The wine brewed by the raccoon is famous in the demon world, and it is impossible for others to take an extra jar, but Lan Che got hundreds of jars somehow, and buried them one by one under the peach blossom tree by the pool.

Si Zhuoxian is in charge and often has to leave, ranging from a month or two to a year or two at most.

Because of his worries, he is not as idle as before, and every time he goes back, he can see the monster waiting without complaint or regret.

Knowing this, the immortal friends in the heavenly world yelled that it was not good, and said to him: "Linshui, Linshui, don't pierce too deep. Although the monster has six or seven hundred lifespans, it is limited after all. He is A silver carp will definitely not be able to survive the catastrophe in 900 years, so don't provoke a whole body of sadness!"

Si Zhuo's heart moved, and he smiled slightly: "Thank you for reminding me. Don't worry, I still have reservations. But since he can live to be nine hundred years old, I will live with him until nine hundred years old, and that's all. .After he leaves, I will still be in Linshui, and I will play chess with you at that time."

The stakes are clearly understood.

Immortals live endlessly, but monsters have their own destiny.

As long as Lan Che was still alive, he and Lan Che had a good time.

If Lan Che's life is over, he will still be his idle god, and he will be worthy of a love.

But in fact, how much can he do?

Time flies, and Lan Che's 900-year catastrophe is approaching. In recent days, the sky is always gray, and it seems that there is a violent storm that is ready to go.

Lan Che didn't know the destiny, so he just looked up at the sky outside the window, and said, "It's going to rain soon, those flowers you raised won't be destroyed by God, I have to collect them first, and take them out after the weather clears." .”

When he said this, he was still picking up the bones of the steamed fish for Si Zhuo.

The chopsticks picked up a lump of delicate tender meat and sent it to Si Zhuo's lips.

Si Zhuo lowered his head and ate, feeling very worried.

"Brother, don't worry." Lan Che knew what was on his mind, "My cultivation is improving day by day, and the catastrophe is nothing. It will be fine."

Si Zhuo didn't know how to answer.

Lan Che, Lan Che, do you know that you are a monster, and the law of heaven does not allow it. There were ninety-nine and eighty-one thunders in the 900-year catastrophe, and they were all fatal. No matter how strong your cultivation is, you will not be able to survive this catastrophe.

"What if you can't get across?" Si Zhuo couldn't help asking.

Lan Che put down his chopsticks, took him into his arms, and laughed softly: "There is absolutely no such possibility. If you are worried, at worst, give me a magic weapon to block lightning. But it doesn't matter if I don't have a magic weapon, because I Now that I have you, I am determined and fearless. After this catastrophe, I will spend the next 300 years with you, every 300 years, life after life."

"What if it's really impossible?" Si Zhuo couldn't control the redness of his eyes, he turned around and hugged the man, hiding his face, "I mean what if."

"Don't be afraid." Lan Che kissed his neck, "If it's really impossible, I have no regrets."

Si Zhuo froze.

"Being able to meet you is already a blessing that I don't know when I cultivated." Lan Che said, "I don't regret being in this world."