Kuai Chuan is not a person

When Fang Yichan came in, her big brother Chu Lan was watering the mimosa that she picked up and raised a few days ago.

The mimosa in the pot was obviously enlightened, the thin leaves stretched out and filled with sunlight, the two leaves at the top were condensed with a deep dark green, and they were shaking their leaves to show off their cuteness to Chu Lan.

Chu Lan was obviously pleased by it, let out a chuckle, then opened the jade gourd she carried with her, and poured all the fragrant spring jasper wine in the gourd on the roots of the mimosa.

This is not pouring water, but pouring wine...

Fang Yichan twitched the corners of her mouth, this way of raising...

No wonder all the flowers his senior brother raised before died.

Fang Yichan sighed deeply, Chu Lan glanced at her, as if she had glimpsed into her heart, and said with a smile: "Look, isn't it very happy?"

The wine in the realm of comprehension was really delicious, Wen Xi squinted his eyes comfortably, and shook the leaves cooperatively.

Chu Lan is a big disciple of the Fufeng Sect. Everyone says he is a gentleman, gentle as jade, and his voice is extremely magnetic, like the breeze mixed with light rain falling on the pine needles, making people's ears seem to be pierced. Small feathers, crispy. Itchy.

Wen Xi was seduced by his words, if he was still in human form at this time, he would get into the bed and roll three times wrapped in the quilt with excitement.

But at this moment, he could only roll the two leaves on top of his head back and forth, like a drunken mimosa.

Chu Lan was amused by him, and stretched out her hand narrowly to poke his leaves. The leaves all over the body of Mimosa froze for a second, and then closed with a swish, leaving only a bare stalk standing stubbornly on the glass. in the basin.

"Eldest brother, how is Master's injury?" Fang Yichan asked warmly.

Chu Lan's pretty brows frowned slightly: "Master is still in retreat, I'll go see him today."

And the master they called, Wen Xi, was sitting dignifiedly in the glazed basin by the window at this time, showing off his cuteness to his apprentices.

Wen Xi's heart suddenly rose, and he asked System 233: "Can I transform into a human body now?"

System 233: "According to the current physical condition of the host, it is impossible."

Then Chu Lan couldn't find him... what should I do?Although it is reasonable to say that the master retreats, it is enough to leave a message to the apprentice, but Chu Lan and him are not an ordinary master-student relationship! ! !

Chu Lan wanted to kill him.

Wen Xi only came to this world a few days ago. The current identity of this body is the head of the Fufeng Sect, also called Wen Xi. On the surface, it appears to be as elegant as a fairy, but in fact it is indeed a cruel and vicious demon cultivator.

Because the Fufeng sect he practiced was contradictory to the demon cultivator's own physique, so he began to have physical problems, and he hunted and devoured the little demon cultivators with pure spiritual power everywhere, which gradually attracted the attention and suspicion of the demon king. Turned into an ordinary disciple and mixed into the Fufeng Sect to find evidence.

Chu Lan is the incarnation of the demon king.

In the original plot, besides the big apprentice Chu Lan, Wen Xi also has two apprentices Yuan Yi and young apprentice Fang Yichan.

Among them, Yuan Yi is also a demon cultivator, with a silver wolf body, who was rescued by Wen Xi and concealed his identity as a demon cultivator.Later, Wen Xi's scandal was revealed, and Yuan Yi refused to give up rescuing Wen Xi, but was misunderstood by Fang Yichan that he was in collusion with Wen Xi, and the relationship between the two childhood sweethearts broke down.

Wenxi's system task is to match Yuan Yi and Fang Yichan.

In fact, as long as he is a good demon and does not do bad things, he can successfully complete the task. However, at this point in time, Chu Lan has already grasped the evidence that the original owner devoured other demon cultivators, and only waited for an opportunity to expose him and ruin his reputation.

Wen Xi shook the leaves at the top, it was really troublesome.

When he first arrived a few days ago, it was time to absorb the spiritual power of the demon cultivator, but he was not the original owner. If he wanted to save his life, he had to reform himself, so he did not do those evil things again, but the consequence was... his body was so weak that it directly turned into a Prototype.

It was even picked up by Chu Lan and brought back as a pet!

Fortunately, Chu Lan didn't know that the cutie he picked up was his evil master, Wen Xi thought secretly.

Fang Yichan was acting coquettishly to her elder brother at this moment: "Senior brother, when you go down the mountain tomorrow, why don't you go to the Xueting Pavilion and bring back that snow-splashing jade hairpin?"

Chu Lan lazily stretched out her hand to tease the mimosa in the glazed basin: "Go by yourself."

Fang Yichan ran away with a whimper, but Chu Lan ignored her. Seeing her little mimosa shyly curling up its leaves like a timid little girl, she became inexplicably happy again and began to tease him.

"There are eleven elder brothers in front of you, but they were all very poor, and all of them died. I thought about it for a long time. Maybe they couldn't hold down the name, so they planned to give you a humble name to support you. Look How is it?" His voice was very pleasant, but now he lowered his voice, as if he was wearing a small hook, scratching people's heart.

However, Wen Xi had no intention of admiring it at this time, he felt a bit of a bad breath, and simply shrank, the leaves all merged together, and there was only one bare stem left in the glass pot, like a flower pot with a dull hair .

Chu Lan poked at his stem, and Wen Xi couldn't bear his harassment, so he rolled himself up from the top, and finally shrunk into a light green ball, lying on the flowerpot.

"Goudan, Gousheng, or Xiaohong, you choose one. Choose the first one and shake it once, the second one twice, and the third one three times."

Wen Xi: "..." You think I'm a dog's tail grass.

Chu Lan saw all the mimosa in the pot spread out all at once, and he shook his eyebrows in surprise, and saw that the mimosa didn't stop moving, and the white and round roots were pulled out of the pot with a "poof" , the roots turned into two short legs, humming and crawling out the window.

Ready to run.

A low laugh came from behind Wen Xi: "Such a big temper?"

Then Chu Lan pinched his two little white legs with his fingers and grabbed them back.

Chu Lan grabbed the base of his thigh... Wen Xi's body softened, and the leaves drooped down. His face was still a little red, but others couldn't see it.

Even if the mimosa is fully stretched out, it is only a small cluster. Chu Lan holds him in his palm. From this angle, Wen Xi can just see his smooth and graceful jaw line like a mountain.

The leaves of the mimosa are drooping, a little shy.

Seeing the listless appearance of the mimosa, Chu Lan ignored people, as if she was angry, she condensed a wave of spiritual power, and slowly poured it into Wenxi's body from the veins of the leaves.

The grass in the palm comfortably arranged the leaves, and Wen Xi felt that the dull pain in his body was relieved a lot, and his whole body became more alive, even the leaves were greener!The demon king's spiritual power is really extraordinary, and his body's hidden injuries due to poor cultivation have been slightly relieved.

"I poured you a lot of spiritual power, how can you thank me?"

In order to hug his thigh, Wen Xi gave up on the mimosa and rubbed against Chu Lan's palm instinctively. The tender leaves brushed against Chu Lan's slender fingers, scratching the itch on his hand all the way into his heart.

Chu Lan narrowed her eyes slightly: "That's not enough, I know you've opened up your intelligence, why don't you turn into a human form and show me?"

He smiled again, his eyes were curved, and in the eyes of others, he was gentle, elegant, and extraordinary, but his tone was coaxing and deceitful: "Just change for a while, and I won't do anything to you."

Wen Xi: "..."

The room was quiet for a while, and suddenly there was a soft and thin voice, "I...I won't change." The voice was soft and waxy, and Chu Lan looked a little surprised: "You can talk?"

The smile in his eyes deepened: "I'll just talk about it casually, so I really picked up such a spiritual mimosa." He poked Wenxi's leaves, and Wenxi poked the upper part in disgust Twist the place where it passed to close it.

Chu Lan seemed to remember something again: "Fortunately, I picked you up, otherwise my master would not let you go." But just as he finished speaking, the mimosa trembled three times, and the leaves stood upright in fear. up.

"Master will protect you." Wen Xi turned around and ignored him, who wants your protection, this villain!

Seeing the mimosa in his palm drooping its leaves timidly, he stopped teasing him and put Wenxi back into the glazed basin.The mimosa in the broad palm slowly climbs back to the soil along the edge of the pot, puts its roots back into the soil obediently, and sits dignifiedly and gracefully in the flower pot.

Chu Lan looked out the window and looked in the direction of Wenxi's residence, a trace of hostility flashed in her eyes: "You stay here obediently, I'll go and see my master."

The author has something to say: Chu Lan: All the flowers I raised are dead.

Wen Xi: I won't take a dog easily!