Xianjun wants me to be his Taoist partner

Wei Buming wandered aimlessly in the entire palace. He has a high level of cultivation and a noble status. None of these servants wrapped in black robes dared to stop them. They could only watch helplessly as the Demon Lord picked flowers wantonly and went to the kitchen to steal food and drinks. , and finally lay on the roof of the highest part of the palace and looked at the moon.

It is said that people who are recovering from injuries are not easy to drink, but this drink is the most soothing thing.You only need to raise your head and take a sip to relieve thousands of worries.In fact, he doesn't know what is so bitter in his heart. For so many years, he would rather die than live in a daze, isn't it also over? Just open and close your eyes, and this day will be over.And now that I am well fed and clothed, I am many times better than those who are struggling with life and death every day. What is there to be unhappy about?

"The fairy gate is too far away for me to go, and the road of suffering in the world is too difficult. The paradise comes to Fengcheng, a land of peace and happiness without suffering or disease." Wei Buming lay on the tile sideways with a red face and hummed a little song, a short four-line short song , he sang seven or eight tunes.

"Hi!" In the middle of trying the new singing method, a wine hiccup interrupted his creation. Wei Buming was so dizzy that he couldn't remember the tune he had just laid down during the day, so he threw the wine pot on the ground in a fit of anger. on the ground.A servant in black robe happened to be passing by, and a few tiles of porcelain splashed to his feet unexpectedly. Looking at the water stains on the corner of the black robe, he suddenly raised his head, and met his eyes unexpectedly.

"You!" Wei Buming opened the bar, pointed at the servant on the floor and shouted: "Come up and talk to me."

The black-robed servant looked at Wei Buming who was drunk and felt a little overwhelmed. Wei Buming's gaze seemed to scan him through the black robe, which made him uncomfortable.He wanted to leave, but Wei Buming's sudden release of cultivation suppression made his calf tremble. After hesitating for two seconds, he gritted his teeth, and finally flew up to the roof on tiptoe.

"Come here, come here," Wei Buming patted the tile beside him and said, "There's wine and food here, just sit here and have a good chat with me."

He shook his head and suddenly frowned displeasedly: "It's fine if you're wrapped in a black robe, why are you wearing a mask?!"

The black hooded robe is the standard equipment for the servants of Han Feng's palace. He hoped that his servants could uniform their clothes as much as possible, but Han Feng never asked them to wear masks to cover their faces.

Hearing this, the man in black froze and said: "This servant is born ugly, so he always shows himself with a mask." The black robe lowered his voice, but there was a hint of sweetness in his tone that couldn't be concealed.

Hearing this, Wei Buming stared, shook his head violently and said, "It's impossible," he looked him up and down and said, "You have a beautiful body, it can't be ugly or even mediocre."

He has met countless beauties in his life. Beauties are creatures that are different from others even in their skeletons. What's more, this person's skeleton is so beautiful that even this black robe can't hide it. How could he be a vulgar person.

Wei Buming looked at the other party, shook his head with a smile and said, "Did you know that there are also many kinds of skeletons of beauties, some are of style, some are of Wenxiu, and the last one I saw was a coquettish and sweet skeleton like yours. Yes, it's still Shi Yue."

The man in black lowered his head when he heard the words, and his voice became hoarse: "The Demon Lord is joking, Shi Yue is the suzerain of the Blood Transformation Sect, how can I imagine myself as a little servant like him."

"Don't be nervous, Shi Yue is a beauty anyway, I mean to praise you." Wei Buming grabbed the right hand of the man in black robe as a pillow and turned over on the roof and whispered: "But you say that, it's more like It's Shi Yue. The words are very vulgar and sweet, and you don't have any brains at first glance."

Wei Buming looked at the bright moon, his eyelids were heavy. "Little beauty," Wei Buming murmured, "Although you are beautiful, you are not enough. You are too vulgar. I like the kind of beauties with fluttering white clothes and a cold, kind heart. So, Little beauty, next time you chat with me, how about wearing a white robe, so that I can forgive you for lying to me about being ugly."

Wei Buming muttered indistinct words again, for a while, Xiao Xianjun, for a while, sour fructose, lost his tune, and suddenly rolled around and sang a ditty.The man in black squatted on the roof, quite at a loss.Finally, when Mingyue quietly climbed to the center of the dome, Wei Buming completely fell silent.The man in black heaved a sigh of relief, carefully moved two steps to Wei Buming's side and said:

"Demon Lord!"

Wei Buming closed his eyes tightly without any reaction, the moonlight hit his body and made him a white halo.Seeing this scene, the man in black finally breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled off the mask on his face, revealing a flirtatious face.

"Fall asleep at last." Shi Yue pouted, looked at Wei Buming who was sleeping on the roof and snorted coldly, "I don't know who was that person, who was designed by a 'fool' to fall into such a state."

He looked at the defenseless Wei Buming, stretched out his white right hand, and gently locked Wei Buming's neck.This man was already lying defenseless on the roof, unable to make any reaction, as long as he exerted strength with his hands, he could easily kill this man.Solve this guy who is neither a new demon cultivator nor an old demon cultivator, but has occupied the status of a passerby for 200 years.

Thinking of it, Shi Yue trembled all over, he didn't know how long he had been waiting for this moment.However, at the moment when he really wanted to do something, the pride of being an old magic cultivator stopped him.He struggled for a long time, but he still couldn't do it.

No, he gritted his teeth.Designing to encircle and suppress Wei Buming is his limit, even if he gnashes his teeth at this man, he still can't do something like killing someone when he is not prepared.He is an old magic cultivator, not in the same breath as those fallen people (new magic cultivators).

"You're lucky!" Shi Yue let go of his palm coldly. He looked at Wei Buming and thought about the years of working together, shook his head and murmured: "Anyway, you have never looked at the suzerain squarely. Shi Yue, just be a fool with no face."

He knew that he was stupid. Among the brothers who practiced at the same time, only his progress was the slowest, which was the most basic sword control art. His learning time was three years slower than others.He already knew that in this life, he would bear the name of a vase and be criticized by others.But because of this, he also values ​​Han Feng who treats everyone equally more than everyone else. It doesn't matter if he besieges the Demon Lord, or bears the infamy of seeking power and usurping the throne. As long as Han Feng can be happy, he doesn't care about anything.

"Shi Yue?" Wei Buming closed his eyes and muttered, "He's not a vase."

Shi Yue was taken aback, Wei Buming turned over and snored and continued: "Although he is stupid, he is loyal to others and has his own set of standards in his heart...so, he will be very tired in this life."

Shi Yue flusteredly speculated on Wei Buming's expression, but saw that he was still reeking of alcohol and his eyes were closed.This is, talking about drinking?Shi Yue thought uncertainly.

Wei Buming talked nonsense, opened his mouth for a long time, and finally said out of nowhere: "It would be good if Han Feng sat on the Demon Lord's seat with Shi Yue's help." I can't express what I want to say.In fact, there is still half a sentence behind him-if Han Feng is the mastermind behind Shi Yue, that would be fine too.However, he couldn't stick his tongue straight, he struggled for a long time and finally swallowed the half sentence in his stomach.

He stared at Wei Buming's back with a complex expression on his face, his lips opened and closed, and he was speechless for a long time.I really didn't expect that what I did would still get the word "loyalty" from him.People like them who can achieve the position of suzerain can be described as loyal.Even Han Feng, who is praised in front of others, is not behind his back...

But it is said that drunk people can't remember what they said?

Shi Yue moved her eyes, leaned close to Wei Buming's ear and whispered: "Mozun, where did you put that guidepost? Let's go together and find him."

As Han Feng said, items of the rank of the guide sign are indeed not easy to destroy.Wei Buming has always disliked using abilities, and he was a person who could leap to the ranks and slaughter cities in his youth, but if he was in that state at that time, maybe he really had the leading sign.The sacred object that can change the landscape of Cangming Realm at will cannot fall into his hands.

"Your Majesty, let's go find the guidepost." Shi Yue's voice became softer, if Wei Buming could hand over the guidepost to them, I would spare his life.The left and right are also people who have led the magic way for more than 200 years and have cultivated Han Feng. This bit of hard work can also offset some of his crimes.

"Guide sign?" Wei Buming repeated subconsciously.

"Yes, it's the one you had on your body before."

"A sign on your body?" Wei Buming hesitated, turned over and said, "I..."

"Shi Yue, what are you doing, are you crazy?!" A steel whip wrapped around the eaves, and Han Feng leaped onto the roof.He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the master with a steady expression reeking of alcohol, turned around and blocked him behind him and said:

"Your identity is sensitive, and it's not time to expose it yet. I'll send him back to the room, and you can go too, leave it to me."

Knowing in his heart that these old demon cultivators hated his master deeply, before Shi Yue could reply, he quickly bent down and picked up Wei Buming, turned over and left the roof, leaving that flirtatious beauty alone on the roof.

Wei Buming, who was drunk, was very unsteady, even if he was hugged by Han Feng, his hands were not honest.He scratched the wall with both hands, murmuring drunkenly that he heard the girl's cry for help, which gave Han Feng a headache.

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