Kuai Chuan is not a person

Chu Lan's lower abdomen was wet, and the silver robe was stained with water, and the color became a little awkward. Wen Xi just fell on his knee, and he could see this scene when he raised his eyes a little.

System: "This is the end of the game."

Chu Lan's voice was cold and indifferent, but Wen Xi inexplicably heard a bit of teasing. He glanced at his robe and asked, "Xianjun Yunzheng practiced well in flat throwing."

Wen Xi narrowed his eyes slightly, frowned, and looked a little annoyed.

If he had known earlier, he would not have stood up. Now that he is telling the truth that he has not stood up, I am afraid that no one here will believe it.

He lowered his eyes and said in a clear voice, "Sorry."

This is an admission that he has touched Chu Lan on the ground. If so many people were not afraid of collapse, he would have hugged his head and squatted down into a ball, rolling to the corner next to him to stay.

Wen Xi: "Now I don't know how to ask for the brush back."

System: "Persist a little longer, what if Chu Lan finds the brushes not pleasing to the eye when she goes back, and you pull out one by one."

Then tomorrow the graceful and elegant Yunzheng Xianjun will turn into a bald and shiny duck egg.

Wen Xi struggled to speak, but when he staggered up and sat back down, Chu Lan stroked his robe, wiped off the remaining water drops, and said to him: "This ice silk dress, my seat, There is still an unfinished circle of life on the silkworm clothes, which took me hundreds of thousands of years of effort, and it is only one step away from completing it, but it is a pity that it is useless now that it is stained with wine."

Wen Xi: "..." Is it so serious?

So what?

Chu Lan took it for granted, "I heard that Immortal Yunzheng hid two altars of Qionglu wine, so there is no need to apologize. Let's have a drink together in a few days, how about it?"

After all, it's a fairy king, is there anyone who cares about every detail!

Wen Xi: "I always have the feeling that he was talking nonsense just now."

System: "Whether you talk or not, you will pay him even if you bring wine."

Wen Xi poured him a glass of wine in public, which was not too much to ask, so he had no choice but to agree, but after the whole banquet, he sat on pins and needles, desperately thinking about how to go back later.

He didn't want to fall again in public.

After leaving Yaochi, seeing all the immortals get on their horses and go back to the cave, Wen Xi wakes up like a dream, calls a white crane, rides on the white crane, breaks through the clouds and mist, and flies to his residence.

The protagonist of the mission in this world is staying in his cave. It is his little fairy who tends flowers and plants. His name is Yiqing. His celestial power is low, but he has a beautiful face. The Dragon King Zhao Xian took a fancy to him. The romantic and affectionate, but just looking for him to play.

The two separated and joined forces to abuse and abuse, and experienced I love you and you don't love me, I don't love you but you change your mind and fall in love with me, etc. After the bloody sadomasochism plot, the final ending is that Qing is Zhao Xian's block A fatal blow from his old enemy, and he died in Zhao Xian's arms.

Then Zhao Xian left Yingying and Yanyan to clean herself up and be alone for thousands of years.

Wen Xi: "...why bother." Everyone is dead, who is it for?

Running away after teasing, cheating body and mind, can be said to be a very typical scumbag.

System: "Yiqing's wish before death is never to have anything to do with Zhao Xian again."

Wen Xi nodded, it happened that the person was the little fairy who served in his cave, and he was right under his nose, so he just kept an eye on him.

Chu Lan and the little hedgehog on the one side were still on their way back to Hengyuan Hall slowly. The little hedgehog couldn't help being a little puzzled when he saw that everyone was riding back home, so they were just walking back here foolishly.

He asked Chu Lan: "Xianjun, why don't you ride back?"

Chu Lan glanced at him: "You become a prototype and can sit on people?"

The little hedgehog touched his soft belly, remembered the thorns on his back, shrank his neck, and followed Chu Lan back obediently.

He didn't remember until halfway through: "No, Xianjun, I'm not a mount."

But he saw that Hengyuan Palace was already in front of him.

Ever since the Three Realms were peaceful and Chu Lan had no fights, his hobby has changed from fighting to painting. He has painted every little monster in the family as a model. Among them, he stacked all the domestic monsters on top of the At the same time, a dozen chubby little rabbits, little squirrels, little hedgehogs, little monkeys, fat-headed fish, cats, and dogs appeared in the picture, and the little monsters posed in poses until their faces were almost swollen. Finally, the painting lived up to expectations and won the Tianting Art Exhibition No.1.

Thinking of it, the little hedgehog felt so proud!

Although the puppy who was pressed under his buttocks and the fat rabbit standing on his head broke up with him.

Chu Lan went straight into the place where he was painting. Today, the scene of Wenxi's troubles was recurring in his mind over and over again. He always felt... Yun Zheng, who was originally boring, seemed to be a little more interesting than usual .

Chu Lan still clearly remembered that when he fell and jumped at her, Wen Xi's wide blue sleeves just covered her eyes, and taught herself that although she pressed his waist, she could only see a faint green in front of her eyes.

That touch of greenery is full of vitality, Chu Lan thought, and spread out the snow-white drawing paper. On the wooden table, there are always paints for his paintings, all of which he has slowly collected over the years, roughly from cherished animals, Soil, minerals, plants.

It is smooth and easy to use and does not fade. He once threw a painting into the Milky Way by mistake, and found it by accident after 300 years. The color on it is still as bright as before.

After adjusting a small grid of light green powder into a shade of green, the white and smooth paper was flattened, only to find that something was missing.

Chu Lan took out the pen from his sleeve. There are tens of thousands of good pens in this world, but not many of them are good for him. As soon as he got this brush, Chu Lan knew that it was perfect for him.

Chu Lan quickly made a cumbersome magic circle with both hands and imprinted it on the body of the pen, engraving her divine seal on the pen.

Wen Xi felt a heat flow in his body, and his spiritual consciousness returned to his body. After checking the situation on Chu Lan's side, he asked in confusion, "What did he do?"

System: "His divine seal is engraved on your body."

He explained: "For example, it's like the contract between a spirit beast and its owner. From then on, you belong to him completely, and you must obey his orders. He said you can't go west when you go east, and you can't hug when you kiss. "

Wen Xi wanted to cry but had no tears: "Why is he having trouble with a writing brush?"

The system said seriously: "It may be due to the artist's spirit of cherishing things."

Then Chu Lan held the pen in her right hand, recalling the verdant mountains on Wenxi's clothes in her mind, dipped in the light green paint that she had adjusted, and began to draw on the paper with the pen firmly in hand.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he exerted force, Wen Xi covered his waist, his cheeks flushed, as the strength of his pen holding posture changed, the rhythm of Wen Xi's face buried in the pillow also changed constantly, and he suppressed the broken breath in his throat. Voice, tossing and turning on the bed, thick hair scattered down.

Wen Xi accidentally caught a glimpse of her hair scattered on the quilt.

……

He is green.

The hair is green.

The hair and his light green clothes perfectly blended into one, with a hint of green, Wen Xi quickly grabbed his hair, and his hair, which was as black as a crow just now, really turned green.

With this green shirt, he is like a little green man through and through!

A bit of surprise can be heard in the mechanical electronic sound of the system: "The top of your head has turned into a green grassland."

The author has something to say:

Chu Lan: If you love him, you dye his hair.

Wen Xi: I became stronger and greener.