Xianjun wants me to be his Taoist partner

The last memory was the sting of the wind on his cheek, and he fell into a coma.

Between half-dream and half-awake, Wei Buming felt that he had a long, long dream.In the dream, there is a bustling and bustling border town, an unsmiling handsome man and a beautiful woman standing aside with a smile on her lips, grinding for her. The picture of the two together is like a picture scroll.

The man's face was stern, he was dressed as a swordsman, and his body was full of sword aura.But when he looked at the woman beside him, he restrained all the edges on his body.The face is cold, but the eyes looking at each other are hot.

In the dream, his body shrunk quite a bit, and he stood on tiptoe to peep at the two of them through the gap in the wooden window, feeling a deep tenderness in his heart for some reason.He held his breath, eager to break in, but in his heart he was warning himself to stay where he was.

He had a premonition - if he really pushed the door and walked in, then he would never see the two of them again in this life.Therefore, he resisted the urge to step forward and act like a baby.

behave in a spoiled manner!Wei Buming was taken aback, why did he act like a baby?

"Master, why are you still here?" The clear voice in my ear interrupted my thinking.Wei Buming felt his cuffs tighten, but when he turned his head, he saw a young man dressed as a book boy, who came to his side at some point.

"Master, it's time for us to go." The book boy grabbed Wei Buming's fair and slender fingers, and led him towards the end of the corridor.

The book boy looked at the face of a half-grown child, but he was born tall, and even his palm was a circle bigger than Wei Buming. He wrapped most of the back of his hand in his hand with ease, like a stove, and kept on flowing. Conveying heat flow.

"Who are you?" They shuttled through the complicated and complicated corridors, Wei Buming looked at his generous back, wondering in his heart.

"Young Master, you are so forgetful." The book boy in front of him suddenly stopped, and Wei Buming braked quickly, thus avoiding the fate of the two colliding.He looked up, only to realize that the long corridor in front of him was actually blocked by a black stone slab that pierced into the clouds.

The book boy's tone was quite resentful, "How could he forget my name when he clearly promised to be with me forever."

"Clap clap clap."

There was a strange sound under his feet, and the cold air traveled along the back of his feet to his heart.Wei Buming lowered his head slowly, and saw that the floor was completely covered by the blood-red liquid at some point, and even the blue bricks carved with birds and animals were completely submerged in the liquid.

this liquid!

"boom!"

He kicked on the back of the book boy, the book boy was caught off guard, his body like catkins drew a beautiful arc in mid-air, and smashed towards the hard stone slab.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wei Buming drew out his palm and took two steps back.

This is blood! It is the blood flowing from the book boy! How could a normal child bleed out so much blood from his body!

"Young master is really heartless, didn't you promise to take care of me and protect me for the rest of my life?" The book boy sighed, and slowly pulled out the body that was embedded deep in the stone slab.Following his words, more and more blood gushed out from his eyelids, ears and mouth, his body twisted into a strange arc, and he turned around unsteadily, revealing a hole the size of a fist in his chest.

"Master, I'm Wei Huan."

Wei Huan!

Wei Buming suddenly opened his eyes, and gasped for breath with a stiff body.Sweat stuck to his body, soaking his white shirt.These two sticks were like ice picks, piercing hard into his heart.Wei Buming grabbed the fabric on his chest, but his eyes were full of panic that he hadn't seen in a hundred years.

It turned out to be Wei Huan.You, you can't even recognize him?

Wei Buming propped himself up and half leaned against the edge of the bed, his heart throbbing, he opened his mouth wide to breathe the air, and it took about a cup of tea to calm down.Only then did he notice that the clothes on his body were no longer his shabby blood-stained black robe, but a simple and comfortable white shirt, which smelled like green wood in its softness.Even the frantic and turbulent flow of true qi in the Ji meridian has calmed down, but the inner Yuanfu and true qi are still broken.

He looked around at the place in front of him, then frowned and remained silent.The last memory in his mind was the howling wind and the bottomless abyss, but he was not surprised that he was in such an environment.

After all, he was already prepared.

Outsiders thought that there was an abyss under the cliff, and only I knew that there was a formation formed by myself, just to guard against the current situation.

The fragments of the ancient formation that I just saw by accident were set up by the old power to escape from marriage, and can be automatically sent to the place of the favorite person.Time passed, but there was only half a page left in Wei Buming's hands. The incomplete formation was repaired by him and placed at the bottom of the cliff. The original joy was also changed to take the initiative to send it to the safest place in the world.

At the beginning, it was just a random formation for fun, but he didn't expect that it would actually save his life at a critical moment.

However, Wei Buming looked at the elegant living room in front of him—why wasn't he teleported to Han Feng's side!

As his apprentice and right-hand man, under the influence of many years, Han Feng has also developed the habit of loving extravagant golden silk and jade dew.If it is in his territory, the last thing is to decorate it with rare animal bones and long pearls, and it will never be so simple as just hanging a picture of three friends in Suihan on the wall.

Is there a safer place in this world than Han Feng territory? !Wei Buming sorted out the network of relationships in his mind, but he couldn't think of anyone who would be willing to rescue a fallen devil.

Just at this time, the wooden door in front of him opened a small opening with a sharp sound, and a piece of white clothes appeared in front of him.Wei Buming hurriedly pressed his abdomen to hold his breath, and looked at the beauty who came into the room with the medicinal soup in front of him without blinking.

Wei Buming added in his mind: Not only is she a beauty, she is also a great beauty.

The beauty's white clothes fluttered like a jade crown, with a wooden flute in her thin waist, and a soft sword on the other side.The smooth black silk was tied into a bun with a dragon tendon, and a hosta was pinned to the top bun. The hairstyle and clothes were not messy, which made his facial features more beautiful.Although there was a small scar standing on the middle of the forehead and above the bridge of the nose between this handsome facial features, it made his pupils watery, his lips red and his teeth white.The only problem with the whole person was the thick and lingering ice in those eyes, which gave a sense of distance to this handsomeness.

Undoubtedly, this is a very handsome man.As usual, Wei Buming had no choice but to go up and tease him a few times.

However, the bad is also bad in this beauty.The handsomeness of the person in front of him made him unable to forget who it was even if he killed him—a genius who was respected once every ten thousand years by the upright sect. No.2 on the Young Master List, Sword Master Shen Qinghuan!

He is also recognized as the deadly enemy of Demon Venerable in the world.Counting from the time Shen Qinghuan came out of the mountain, as long as he encountered demons, he must be there. The demon cultivators under him were either crushed to ashes or taken back to the master's dungeon to never see the light of day, so whether it is an old demon cultivator or a new Moxiu hated this person so much.

Although the two hadn't met many times before, even if they fought each other, it ended in a few hasty, but one is the No.If Wei Buming were to choose a list in his heart that he would least like to meet, Shen Qinghuan felt that he could be at the top of the list, especially in his current situation.

I screamed in my heart that it was not good, Zhengfu Wushuang, misfortunes never come singly, finally escaped from the siege, but this formation was a mistake, it didn't matter if I didn't teleport myself to the correct place, it turned out that I was sent directly to Longtan.What ancient formations, what lovers, I am afraid they are not something that can be used to fool children.

Just as Wei Buming was thinking wildly in his head, Shen Qinghuan put down the soup in his hand, turned around and said softly: "How is your body?"

Shen Qinghuan's expression was unexpectedly calm, and his tone was cold but not hostile. This kind of calm even made Wei Buming feel awkward.

Could it be that he didn't recognize himself!

Wei Buming touched his cheek subconsciously, the bronze mask on his face was smashed during the siege of Montenegro, and now he is showing his true face.Fortunately, Wei Buming heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.Fortunately, I am used to showing people with a mask, and few people in the world know the face and name of the leader of the Demonic Way.On the other side, Wei Buming glanced at Shen Qinghuan who put the soup bowl on the table, he probably didn't know his identity.

"How do you feel now? How is your body cultivated? Why did you get hurt? How did you come to Mengju?"

Hearing this, Wei Buming rolled his eyes in his heart.I also want to know why I appear in Mengju.

But these questions need to be carefully thought out. Although it is not exposed now, there is no guarantee that if I make a mistake in my answer, my identity will be found out by following the clues.

That being the case...

"Sorry, I don't remember." Wei Buming shook his head, with a slightly ashamed smile on his face. "It seems that the injury was serious before, and now my head is muddled, and I don't know anything clearly."

Looking at the person in front of him, he shivered and wrapped himself in the quilt.

"You... don't remember anything? Name? Identity?" Shen Qinghuan suddenly frowned, looking at him with eyes filled with inquiry.

Of course not! But only a fool will tell you, I am a demon king!

"I," Wei Buming held his head and pretended to be in pain, "I just remember my name is Wei Buming."

While speaking, Wei Buming was still peeking at Shen Qinghuan.I have to admit that a beauty is a beauty, even if she stands still, she is still a beautiful woman.Although in his life he hates those orangutans cheating and watching the fake nobles who are stumbling behind Daogu Xianfeng's back, but he also has to admit that this beauty who is busy on the front line of demon protection is not in this list.

What's more, regardless of whether it's true or not, as long as they meet people in trouble, even if they don't feel bored in their hearts, they will help them.After all, the higher the height and weight, the more cherish the feathers.

A person who was seriously injured and lost his memory, but the one who needs help the most, right?

At least it needs more than a Demon Lord or even a Demon Cultivator.

Shen Qinghuan looked at the person on the bed who was silent, and the faint green woody fragrance carried a cool air, enveloping him for a long time.She lightly stroked the qin flute at her waist, her eyes flickering brightly and dimly.

It seems that Xiao Xianjun is very distressed by himself.Thinking of this, Wei Buming felt a bit of joy in his heart.After all, as a Demon Lord, one of the great joys of his life is seeing these famous immortals in great distress.

Shen Qinghuan was silent for a long time, he carefully looked at the person on the bed, from his somewhat messy black hair to his pale face, and finally stayed on the ten fingers holding the corner of the quilt, wondering what he was thinking about.Then, suddenly reached out and stroked the other person's cheek.

"Xiao Xiao Su Su, hearty and clear."

Shen Qinghuan walked slowly close to Wei Buming, took his right hand in his hands, put the calloused finger on his cheek and said calmly,

"I am Shen Qinghuan, and this is Mengju. You are my Taoist companion. A few days ago, something went wrong in your practice, and you have been in a coma to this day."

Wei Buming suddenly opened his eyes wide, "What!"

He pulled Wei Buming, his right finger brushed across the soft skin, and followed the arc to the slender neck.There was a slight beating from the fingertips, which was the surge of life. Now, as long as he exerted a little force, he could take the life of No. 1 in the Dao of Heaven.

What exactly does this person mean! What does it mean that he is his Taoist companion! How come I don’t know about this!

"are you joking?"

Shen Qinghuan looked up at Wei Buming, "Do you think I look like me?"

Of course not, looking at the serious Shen Qinghuan, Wei Buming shook his head and thought.However, if it wasn't a joke, he couldn't find any other more reasonable explanation.Demon Lord and Sword Master are Taoist couples?This is simply the funniest joke he has heard these days.

"So, you got kicked in the head by a donkey?"

Shen Qinghuan was silent for a while and said: "...No."

"Then... is it because you are born with a bad brain?"

"...Why don't you want to believe that we are real Taoist couples?"

"Because I'm such a handsome person, I won't be hanged on a tree." Wei Buming looked at Shen Qinghuan and said as a matter of course: "So, I can't be a man who lost his footing and was kidnapped by you to the mountain."

Shen Qinghuan looked at Wei Buming and said expressionlessly:

"Yeah, you're the cheap one I bought for five copper coins from the boy at the bottom of the mountain the day my head was kicked by a donkey and I lost my mind. So, do you believe it?"

.......

Wait, he's only worth five coppers!

He is so handsome, how can he get ten!

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Magic repair is divided into new magic repair and old magic repair

Old Demon Cultivator is an aborigine in the Cangming Realm. Because of the geographical environment, a set of practice methods that are different from the outside world is derived. The characteristic is that there are magic bones.

Most of the new demon cultivators are righteous or eager for quick success, and most of them act cruelly and pervertedly, with blood on their hands

The new and old moxiu are just the internal opinions of the moxiu (especially the old moxiu)

There is only magic in the hearts of the outside world

should be killed

Buming is the righteous way of becoming a demon, but for some reason he is carrying a demon bone, so he laughs at himself that half new is not old