Kuai Chuan is not a person

The bamboo pen tube looks like a mass of green, emerald green, the soft hair is black and dense, uniform in thickness, sharp and slender, each hair shaft is round and soft, I don’t know what it is made of, and I can vaguely see it. There is brilliance circulating, not like ordinary products.

"Why is there a brush here?"

The deep voice came to his ears, Wen Xi came back to his senses, and met a pair of familiar eyes.

Immortal Hengyuan's silver robe and jade crown lay in his hand a small thing he picked up from the clouds, and he looked at the brush in his hand over and over again.

The fairy boy behind him also had some doubts in his eyes. Although the brush was not decorated too much, he thought it must have been lost by some fairy accidentally.

Chu Lan pinched the body of the brush with two fingers, pointed the soft part to herself, rubbed the soft and fine tip, and said with some satisfaction: "My brush broke a few days ago, and this one is just fine."

Xiantong shrunk his neck, saw Chu Lan put the pen in his sleeve, and swallowed the words that had just come to his lips.

People outside often say that his family's fairy is like a bandit, but it doesn't make sense.

At the beginning of the Great War between Immortals and Devils, when the Heavenly Court was first established, the three realms were in chaos, and Chu Lan alone surrounded a mountain, and he was pleased to be the king of the mountain. The mountain is self-sufficient, and its strength is so strong that even if the outside world is in a dark battle, no one will dare to invade his Qingyuan Mountain.

The Heavenly Court took him under its command with great effort, and Chu Lan also made great military exploits after that battle. After the Three Realms settled down, he was conferred by the Heavenly Court as a Hengyuan Immortal Monarch, and he followed him The group of little demons also gained power, and the chubby little fairy boy carved in powder and jade behind him is the little hedgehog who followed him on Qingyuan Mountain back then.

At the beginning, some people in the fairy world secretly said that his family was born as the king of Xianjun Mountain, that he was domineering and arrogant, and regarded the etiquette of heaven as nothing, and he was actually right.

The little fairy boy asked: "Didn't the immortals always say that the banquet in the heavenly court is boring? Why are you interested in going there today?"

Today Chu Lan brought him to the Queen Mother's birthday banquet. There were countless crystal clear trees planted on the road to Yaochi. There was no night in the heavenly court, and the white light shone among the transparent leaves, reflecting a moist light.

Little Fairy Tong raised his head and opened his mouth slightly, admiring this scene with some amazement.

Chu Lan replied: "The flat peaches at the birthday banquet are delicious, but I don't usually have them, so I have to come here."

Little Fairy Boy: "..."

Chu Lan seemed to remember something, and frowned again: "But I have to see that old man Yun Zheng again, and it's annoying to think about it."

The little fairy boy kept his mouth shut, everyone said Yunzheng Xianjun is handsome and handsome, but he has always been at odds with his family's fairy, so he became "that old man" in the mouth of his family's fairy.

But at the beginning of the battle between the immortals and the demons, his family's Xianjun and Yunzheng Xianjun clearly fought side by side, and they returned together in blood.

Xiao Xiantong recalled that Yunzheng Xianjun, who had only met once, Xiaoxiao was like the wind under a pine tree, bright and bright like the sun and moon in his arms, a gentleman, dignified, and he was put together with his own incomprehensible Xianjun...it seemed really incompatible.

But now that the Three Realms are stable, the trouble-loving factor in the demons has also calmed down, and they have settled down as the leader of entertainment in the Three Realms with peace of mind. The policy of governing the country has been changed to the necessity of emptying the purses of those sanctimonious gods who secretly come here to play in the Heavenly Court.

Because there is no war in the Three Realms, Xianjun Yunzheng, who was originally called the God of War, and his family, Xianjun Hengyuan, also lost their jobs. Speaking of which, they are still suffering from the same disease, but I heard that Xianjun Yunzheng recently developed a side job based on his beauty. I don’t know if it is What a sideline.

At the beginning, he hadn't finished listening to the gossip when he was interrupted by a cold snort from his Xianjun.

I am sure that his family's fairy is sitting on the mountain after losing his job, and is jealous of his ability to be beautiful!

Wen Xi finished reading these materials, and asked the system: "Is this Yunzheng Xianjun?"

System: "Yes, but no one knows that Xianjun Yunzheng's body is...a writing brush."

Wen Xi: "The worst thing is that Chu Lan picked her up and brought her home."

System: "What's worse is that Chu Lan is going to take you as his own."

Wen Xi blushed when he heard this, and the system realized the ambiguity in his words, so he had to change the subject: "You should find a way to go to the Queen Mother's birthday banquet first, you will be late soon, and Yunzheng will always go to the banquet on time in previous years."

He was on par with Chu Lan in strength, and he didn't have to worry about being discovered by him when he was distracted into a human form at this time, but it was inconvenient to put his own body in his place.

Thinking of Chu Lan's intention to use him as a paintbrush just now... Wen Xi's face darkened.

He didn't want to be held in Chu Lan's hand every day, wrapping his whole hand around him, pinching his body with his fingers and dipping it in various colors of paint, and then being pressed softly by Chu Lan's pen tip on the drawing paper into various shapes ...It's scary just thinking about it.

It would be more appropriate to find a chance to come back at the banquet later.

When Wen Xi turned into a human form, he was somewhat similar to the main body. On the green shirt, there were undulating mountains painted in different shades. His hair was thick and black as crow feathers. His eyes were like lacquer. Wen Xi really didn't know how Chu Lan called it "" old man" word.

Chu Lan in this world is very skinny.

Wen Xi silently made a note for him in his heart.

Although it has come to the 21st century, and even the most antique old gods often hold their mobile phones in their hands and press them back and forth, the banquet in the Heavenly Court still hasn’t made any progress and innovation. It was quite novel, and there were staggered cups of wine during the banquet, and everyone chatted happily. Chu Lan sat in a corner bored, chatting with others in a neutral manner.

Taking advantage of the fact that the banquet hadn't officially started yet and she was in a hurry, Chu Lan quietly took out her phone and looked at today's Tianting gossip forum.

With the development of society and the advancement of science, the entertainment that should be in the world is the same as the Heavenly Court. Their mobile phones are connected to the three-world network, but all entertainment industries have been contracted by the Demon Realm. When the mobile phone was 2.0, Tianting was still using the outdated Banana 1.0, which was a bit desolate.

As soon as I opened the Tianting Forum, the front page was full of nympho posts from various female immortals to Immortal Yun Zheng, more than the posts discussing the birthday banquet of flat peaches. "Ahhh" I managed to find an interesting one in the post, the title is "Pick up the sideline of Yunzheng Xianjun", just clicked on it and before I had time to read it, when I heard Xiaoxian's voice reporting that Yunzheng Xianjun had arrived, He couldn't help but look up at the door.

Still the same as before, with an old-fashioned look, as if he opened his mouth to scold him, repeating the etiquette system of the heavenly court.

Chu Lan lowered her eyes and stopped looking at him. The immortals treated Wenxi warmly, and they all greeted him to sit next to them, but unexpectedly he walked straight towards Chu Lan.

He walked very slowly step by step, his clothes swaying with his steps, like the green mountains reflecting in the lake, sparkling.

The expressions of the immortals: (⊙o⊙)

Can the two finally hold back and want to fight?

All the immortals: "Come on Immortal Yun Zheng!!!"

Seeing Chu Lan's cold face, Wen Xi felt a little funny in his heart, so he chose the seat next to him and sat down. Chu Lan looked down at the phone, but unconsciously glanced to the side.

This person... seems to be different from before.

Does it look better?There was an inexplicable taste that attracted him.

Chu Lan suddenly drove this thought out of her mind, she must have been brainwashed by those nympho fairies by browsing the forum!

This person who is full of etiquette and moral upbringing is not good-looking at all, very, very, very ugly!

While Chu Lan was frantically and naively counting the shortcomings of Immortal Yunzheng in his heart, he couldn't help but glance at him curiously, and happened to meet Shang Wenxi's gaze, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and he looked at Chu Lan with a smile on his face .

Chu Lan was stunned for a moment, thinking to herself, if this scene was filmed and posted on the forum, there would definitely be many replies...

Although various thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, he still maintained a cold expression on his face, with a straight face, and when someone greeted him, he only exchanged simple and polite greetings, and he seemed to be in a very bad mood.

Xiao Xiantong lowered his head and ate snacks silently, thinking that the relationship between his family's Xianjun and Yunzheng Xianjun was indeed very stiff.

On the other side, God knows that Wenxi's legs were trembling, and he asked the system's voice in a particularly broken voice: "By, blah...system, why are my legs so soft?"

The hand under his blue and flowing wide sleeves poked his thigh quietly, the flesh on his leg was very soft, and it felt good...

But when he walked in after transforming into a human form, his legs were limp and he couldn't use his strength. If he walked a little faster, he would stagger and fall down. He walked very slowly, and everyone else said gracefully. I can't walk... I am afraid that if I walk a little faster, I will fall on all fours.

Wen Xi's voice was also a little trembling: "Am I myasthenia gravis..."

system:"……"

System: "You are a fairy."

Wen Xi: "Why can't gods walk!"

The system coughed twice, and said in embarrassment: "After all, the original body is a fairy, and it will take a long time to fuse, so you don't have much strength at the moment, and the center of gravity is unstable due to the high brush precision, and it's normal that you tend to wobble and fall when you walk. .”

Wen Xi was about to cry, feeling like a little mermaid walking on a knife's edge, one step, two steps, one step, two steps, unable to move.

Out of sympathy, the system is rare and gentle: "Hey, go and get the brush back."

Wen Xi raised his glass, turned to Chu Lan, and said in a warm voice, "Yun Zheng has a drink with Immortal Heng Yuan."

Chu Lan lowered her head to play with her mobile phone. She was fascinated by the post and didn't hear it.

Seeing that Chu Lan ignored him, Wen Xi mentally cleaned him up eight hundred times, amplified his voice, and repeated it again.

Only then did Chu Lan look up at him, his eyes flickered slightly, he didn't know what the person in front of him was paying attention to, but he still raised his glass and stood up.

Wen Xi wanted to cry, but said to the system: "Why do you have to stand and drink, you don't have to be so polite."

It was just that Chu Lan was standing, so he had no choice but to stand up. Unexpectedly, he wobbled and couldn't stand still. The wine in his hand also shook, and he poured it into Chu Lan's arms with a snap.

The wine glass fell to the ground, and the sound of jade shattering was crisp and clear.

All the immortals looked this way when they heard the voice.

Immortal Yun Zheng, who has always been a gentleman and personable, fell into the arms of Immortal Hengyuan. Immortal Hengyuan was so busy that he had to put his arms around his waist. The two fell on Chu Lan's chair together, and Wen Xi's head rested on Chu Lan's arms. Lan on his knee, and the glass of wine in his hand...

It splashed between Chu Lan's legs.

The author has something to say:

Chu Lan: Pour me a glass of wine and pay me a pen.

Wen Xi: QAQ Is this a person with a pen?