The ex of the scumbag who was dressed as a black heart lotus [Transmigration Book]

Forced to sign a Taoist companion contract with Su Qingchen, Zhou Lang is in an extremely bad mood now.

Well, the teenager is in a very bad mood.

Didn't you see that his face was turning red with anger?

Holding Su Qingchen's hand, Zhou Lang angrily took a bite of the candied haws, and bit off half of the hawthorn on the top.

"You eat!" Zhou Lang handed the candied haws to Su Qingchen's mouth, "This candied haws is too sweet, it makes my tooth hurt."

Su Qingchen took his hand and ate the remaining half of the hawthorn. After eating, he still praised: "Sweet, but not as sweet as you."

Zhou Lang scoffed disdainfully, turned his face away.

I thought, the protagonist Shou is really too unreserved.

Su Qingchen looked at the tips of his red ears, feeling very itchy.

He just hates that there are too many people around, otherwise Xiao Lang would hug him and kiss him.

Zhou Lang was oblivious to Su Qingchen's thoughts at the moment, and stretched out his tender tongue to lick the sugar coating on the outer layer of the hawthorn.

Su Qingchen stared at his tongue with deep eyes.

Not yet.

Still have to wait.

He had to wait until Xiao Lang came of age.

Otherwise, Xiao Lang will explode.

——Su Qingchen thought so.

"How did you know the landlord Hanxiang?" Zhou Lang asked, throwing the bamboo stick into the trash can.

Su Qingchen replied: "I used to visit Hanxiang Louzhu with my master, and I took a look at it from a distance. Because of the extraordinary demeanor around me, I remembered it."

Zhou Lang believed it without any doubt.

"Then Lu Li is good-looking?" He asked again.

Lu Li is the name of the owner of Hanxianglou Snake Essence.

Su Qingchen smiled: "Not as good-looking as you."

Zhou Lang: "...you are so annoying."

Walking hand in hand to the river, just in time for tourists to release Kongming lanterns.

Numerous Kongming lanterns rose into the sky, and at the same time, on the other side of the river, fireworks bloomed overhead.

Zhou Lang raised his head, his eyes were filled with fireworks.

Su Qingchen also raised her head, cheered loudly, and asked in a low voice: "Xiao Lang, do you believe me?"

Zhou Lang didn't hear it.

He pointed to the swaying river lantern on the river, and excitedly squeezed Su Qingchen's hand, "Let's go release the river lantern too."

Su Qingchen lowered his head, looked at the unfeigned joy in the young man's eyes, and said, "Okay."

They didn't turn into river lanterns in the end.

When they walked to the stall selling river lanterns, the chrysanthemum viewing party was over.

A servant in Tsing Yi stands in front of each chrysanthemum exhibited, counting the number of lots in each pot.

Tourists who were originally scattered all over the place approached the arena set up on the river bank, and the host on the stage announced in turn the ten chrysanthemums that had won the most lots in the chrysanthemum appreciation conference.

Zhou Lang squeezed Su Qingchen's hand: "Do you think the chrysanthemum I voted for will be chosen?"

It was only after asking that I realized that it was a useless question, and Su Qingchen would definitely not have any other answers.

as predicted.

Su Qingchen said affirmatively: "The one chosen by Xiao Lang will definitely be selected."

Zhou Lang ignored him, staring at the ring without blinking.

After No.1 was read out, Zhou Lang sighed regretfully, "Sure enough, I didn't win."

When voting, Zhou Lang was afraid that Su Qingchen would choose the same as him, so he deliberately waited for him to vote before voting.

Facts have proved that the protagonist's European air is not covered up, No. 1 is the one chosen by Su Qingchen.

As for the one that Zhou Lang voted for, it didn't even make it to the top ten.

But Su Qingchen said: "Look, Xiaolang, didn't you choose?"

Zhou Lang pursed his lips: "Where did you hit it?"

Su Qingchen smiled sideways, and Wan Qian loved it: "I exchanged wooden sticks with Xiao Lang in advance. Since the wooden stick with Xiao Lang's name engraved on it is in the No.1 pitching pot, Xiao Lang chose it."

Zhou Lang couldn't help being stunned, and all the surrounding scenes disappeared, leaving only Su Qingchen's deep and gentle smile in the world.

such a person.

How could such a perfect person...

The host introduces on stage.

"...the ice crystal chrysanthemum that has won the most lots comes from Changle Island... it has been carefully cultivated for seven years..."

Zhou Lang laughed at himself suddenly, he hooked his hand towards Su Qingchen: "Su Qingchen, lower your head."

Su Qingchen lowered her head as she said, feeling the warm breath coming from the young man's mouth straight to her side.

"Su Qingchen~" "Huh?"

"...According to the past practice, the ice crystal chrysanthemum will be given to the predestined people of the conference, and today's predestined person will be personally selected by the landlord Hanxiang..."

There was a sound of exclamation, and people were talking about who was so lucky to be personally appointed by the host of Hanxiang.

"...This person is destined to be—" Zhou Lang pressed his lips against Su Qingchen's ear: "I most..."

At the same moment, the host's deafening voice sounded above his head: "Lin Lang, Tianji Gate!"

Zhou Lang pushed Su Qingchen away.

In the next moment, the figure disappeared in place.

On the opposite side, Su Qingchen was still in the posture of listening attentively.

However, there was no sign of the boy in front of him.

Su Qingchen's eyes turned cold inch by inch, and he stared directly at the host on stage.

The man felt a chill inexplicably, and looked around vigilantly, but the chill disappeared from his body.

The host frowned and said to himself: "Who..."

***

"Who the hell are you?"

Zhou Lang erected the thorns all over his body, and looked warily at the man baking his hands in front of the brazier, "Why do you know my identity?"

Just now, the man in front of him said to him: "You are a boy from the Zhou family, your name is Zhou Lang, right?"

Zhou Lang originally wanted to deny it, but seeing the other party's determined expression, he knew it was useless to deny it, so he simply admitted it.

"Lu Li." The man replied, "You can call me Uncle Li."

The tone was gentle, as if Zhou Lang was really treating Zhou Lang as a junior.

Seeing that Zhou Lang didn't move, Lu Li waved to Zhou Lang, "Little rabbit, it's freezing, come here and warm up with me."

Zhou Lang hesitated for a moment, then walked forward slowly and sat opposite Lu Li.

Lu Li glanced at him: "You are obedient."

Zhou Lang stared at the red-burning brazier, "I can't beat you, so I can only listen to you. Do you think so?"

Glancing lazily at Lu Li, Zhou Lang followed suit, "Uncle Li."

Lu Li smiled: "In just a blink of an eye, you, a little rabbit who only hides behind your little lover, have teeth."

Zhou Lang also smiled: "Thank you, Uncle Li, for your compliment. I think Uncle Li chose me to be the predestined person this time, not on a whim. The younger generation is very curious, and I don't know how Uncle Li recognized me, and what is the reason for asking me to come here?"

If he didn't meet Lu Li, Zhou Lang would think that the other party had taken a fancy to his face, but it would be different after meeting him.

In all likelihood, this person met him in private under the name of "a destined person".

It's just that I don't know whether this person is good or bad, so why call him here?

"I have some connections with your ancestors."

Lu Li squinted his eyes, as if he was lost in memory, and even changed his name from 'this seat' to 'I'.

"My ancestor?" Zhou Lang frowned.

"Please familiar juniors take the liberty, but my previous memories of the Zhou family..."

Lu Li interrupted him: "Forgot?"

Zhou Lang nodded and clenched his fists.

Lu Li's face remained unchanged, and he looked directly into Zhou Lang's eyes.

Zhou Lang straightened his back and looked at Lu Li generously.

There was a crackling sound from the brazier, interrupting the wordless silence in the room.

Lu Li looked away, "No wonder I waited for so many years after the Zhou family was destroyed, but you never came to look for me."

Lu Li waited for him for many years?

how come?

"Excuse me, junior." Zhou Lang forced himself to calm down.

"Even if Uncle Li really has some connection with my ancestors, but time has passed... I have never heard of any contact between the Zhou family and Hanxiang Tower before the death of the family, so..."

After going around and around, Zhou Lang's question was replaced with the original one.

"How can Uncle Li recognize me at a glance?"

Lu Li frowned: "Didn't your little lover tell you?"

Zhou Lang asked, "What did you say?"

Lu Li glanced at him and twirled his fingertips in the air, and a figure appeared in midair out of thin air.

Looking at the figure, Zhou Lang lost the ability to speak for a moment.

The phantom in mid-air is tall and tall, handsome and unparalleled, as if a man descended from heaven.

The immortal held a silver sword in his hand, and his brows and eyes were as cold and arrogant as if soaked in frost and snow.

But what shocked Zhou Lang was not the peerless appearance of this man, but that this man had a face he was very familiar with.

——Every time he looked in the mirror, Zhou Lang could see a face in the blurry bronze mirror.

Although Zhou Lang had never had a clear understanding of his face before, at this moment, Zhou Lang firmly believed that if his face reflected in the bronze mirror became clear, he would be no different from this person.

"Who is he?" Zhou Lang finally found his voice and asked.

"Thousands of years ago the ancestor of the Zhou family ascended to the throne." Lu Li looked at Zhou Lang and paused every word, "His name is also Zhou Lang."

This time Zhou Lang was stunned for a long time before doubting: "Could it be that I am his reincarnation?"

This sentence drew Lu Li's sarcasm.

"You are not him. You just happened to have the same appearance as him, and you were given the same name by your ignorant parents."

Zhou Lang was completely confused.

Lu Li was not prepared to explain too much.

He threw Zhou Lang a wooden plaque engraved with a coiled snake, and said: "Ten days later, the enchantment of the demon world will be opened, and you can enter the Tushan Realm with this pass. As for what to do, you will know when you get there .”

After finishing speaking, Lu Li got up, walked around the brazier and came to Zhou Lang.

Bending down, and leaning closer to the boy's confused face, Lu Li warned, "Little rabbit, for the sake of calling me Uncle Li..."

He pressed Zhou Lang's shoulder, and exerted a little force: "I advise you not to go."

Zhou Lang asked awkwardly, "Why?"

Lu Li stared at the young man's clear eyes, and suddenly smiled, a little coquettishly.

Touching Zhou Lang's tender side face, Lu Li said a nonsensical sentence: "There are so many people in the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Club, who is not good for you to meet by chance, why did you bump into my arms?"

He got up and shook his head, "Little Rabbit, let me advise you one last thing—stay away from that kid beside you."

Lu Li narrowed his eyes, "He's not simple."