Xianjun wants me to be his Taoist partner

Hearing that yell, Wei Buming groaned inwardly.I almost forgot that I am a monk with sharp eyes and ears, and these little disciples are also monks.Although the cultivation bases of the two parties are very different, there is no difference at all at this distance.

In fact, it can't be blamed for Wei Buming's carelessness. You must know that he was born as a young master, and he has been a Demon Lord for many years. Wasn't that time when he went out with such a great momentum that he was flying around?In this way, things like this that require sneaking and being careful are not very proficient.

Wei Buming subconsciously stopped, feeling the sound of footsteps approaching behind him, and was burying his head in thinking hard about how to respond to the next question and answer, but Shen Qinghuan suddenly grabbed him with his backhand and went straight to the entrance of the nearby alley.

What is Shen Qinghuan trying to do?Wei Buming was startled, it is not easy to get rid of the monks in such a short distance, are you going to find a dark place to sneak attack these disciples?But this not only exposes the whereabouts of the two of them, but also stimulates spiritual power in densely populated places, which will inevitably disturb mortals.

Thinking of this, Wei Buming felt anxious and impatient, wishing to catch the other party and make him stop, but he was afraid that this would attract more attention, so he could only let Shen Qinghuan lead him to the alley, his forehead was so anxious Sweating.

"What are you doing, do you know that this will only attract people's attention?" Wei Buming quickly stopped in the alley and gritted his teeth at Shen Qinghuan.

"I know, be quiet." With such an unfamiliar scholar's face on his face, Wei Buming felt that standing in front of him was not a scholar but a handsome fairy in white clothes.Hearing his calm tone, unexpectedly smoothed out the anxiety in his heart, thinking that perhaps Shen Qinghuan had other plans, and was about to ask, when he looked up and saw Shen Qinghuan approaching him suddenly.

Shen Qinghuan, who was looking down at him, felt particularly oppressive, Wei Buming's heart tightened, and he retreated reflexively, but he didn't expect that the alley was so narrow, and he was suddenly cornered.A ripple flashed in Shen Qinghuan's eyes, and before Wei Buming could see it clearly, he saw the other party suddenly put his hands on the wall, leaned over through the gap in the gauze, and kissed him.

Like a dragonfly touching water, the lips are like being gently caressed by cotton, full of nostalgia and tenderness, just sticking there and touching it lightly, as if you are the extreme northern ice, and a little hot wind can turn into a puddle of water.This is not the first time they have kissed, but it is the first time they have done this kind of thing in such a public place, and with the monks following behind him, Wei Buming was shy and anxious, and his breath was so disordered that he looked like a newcomer. He was like a boy who was having fun, his face flushed into cinnabar, and there were even a few teardrops hanging from the corners of his eyes, in Shen Qinghuan's eyes, he was extremely cute.

The footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer, Wei Buming was so anxious that he finally closed his eyes and resigned himself to fate.

When Wang Er walked up to the entrance of the alley, he saw such a picture. A bookish man was holding a woman in a veiled hat in the corner, and the two were kissing in this deserted place.Although the veil of the veil blocked the sight of outsiders, the man's movements were extremely gentle.

The woman seemed shy, the few knuckles exposed from the cuffs tightly grasped the corners of the clothes, her body was trembling slightly, as if she was too shy.However, even in this situation, she still raised her head to cooperate with the man, without any push or resistance.It has always been true love to the extreme, and love to the extreme, that's why men are allowed to ask for it.

With a bang, Wang Er's entire face flushed into a liver color.He was looking for immortals in Zizaimen since he was a child and asked, not to mention seeing, even hearing about the love between men and women.Originally, he thought that the two were different, but he didn't expect to find that they were like a married couple. Now he was so ashamed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground and sneak in directly.

When Wang Er was dying of shame and anger, the man seemed to hear the movement, and slowly raised his head to look at himself, his expression was extremely indifferent, with a hint of looking down.

"Sorry to bother you!" They looked at each other, unable to stay where they were any longer.Wang Er turned around with a blushing face and ran in the opposite direction, and even dragged all the juniors who were behind him to another place.

"Brother, what about you, the two of them acted so strangely, you should ask them carefully, why did you just turn around and run away?"

After finally walking to a secluded place, Wang Er stopped, and the junior brother raised his big watery eyes and asked puzzledly.

What's wrong?Act weird?Isn't it because the young couple's love is so strong... Thinking of the fragrant scene just now, the old Wang blushed and said sternly:

"Don't ask, let's not say that we went out to search for the sect master under the guise of catching the demon king. Look, they are obviously a young couple. Do you think they want the demon master or Song sect master?"

Moreover, neither the sword master nor the sect master could do such a shameless act. I was afraid that the younger brother would ask more questions, so Wang Er spoke first:

"Okay, before the sect master and Zizai Furnace are far away, let's find someone quickly. Otherwise, if we move slowly, we will be like the last time the furnace was fried, and become the laughing stock of the entire cultivation world."

At the entrance of the alley, feeling the sound of footsteps gradually moving away, Wei Buming pushed Shen Qinghuan away, covering the corners of his lips and blushing.Being pushed away mercilessly, Shen Qinghuan was not annoyed, but leaned closer again, staring at Wei Buming's pink eartips without saying a word.

"So, how do you know that it's a good thing to break someone, and these monks will leave by themselves?" Finally recovering, Wei Buming covered his lips and raised his eyebrows.The soft touch still seemed to remain on his lips, and he pressed the corner of his lips lightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Shen Qinghuan said bluntly: "Because they are disciples of a famous sect of cultivation." It is precisely because they are disciples of a famous sect of cultivation that the disciples all care about the cultivation of virtue. Such a thing has to be called "exciting" for them.

"Famous cultivator?" The word seemed to poke Zhongwei Buming into a smile, he looked up and down the person in front of him with a smile, and said maliciously: "Speaking of which, there is still a model of cultivation standing here. A disciple of a famous sect They are all of good character, but you, the role model, are so Meng Lang, you just grab anyone and hold them against the wall. Tell me, can you still be regarded as a model in the fairy world?"

Shen Qinghuan turned her head and remained silent when she heard the words.With this posture, Wei Buming realized that Shen Qinghuan's ears had already turned pink.Even though she was so shy, her face was still so serious and expressionless.Some people have thick skin and some have thick palms, but the little fairy of his family has thin ears.Such a contrast made Wei Buming feel a bit malicious, and his desire to tease the other party became stronger.

"It's not just anyone," Shen Qinghuan suddenly said in a hoarse voice, "Only you can be like this to me."

He turned his head to look at Wei Buming, his eyes were full of incomprehensible emotions, so thick and profound, as if he was about to drown the person in front of him in his pupils.

Wei Buming blushed upon hearing this, lowered his head and stopped talking.

Although the monk was far away, the two still chose to live in a nearby town.Although Shen Qinghuan said that he had no plans, he was busy buying clothes and supplies as soon as he arrived in the small town. Looking at him like this, it seems that he has plans for his future itinerary.But Wei Buming didn't bother to ask, everything was taken care of, and he would know where the destination was when the time came, so he was happy to relax, and simply leaned lazily outside the door, looking at the whole town casually with a tree branch in his mouth.

Although this town is not as prosperous as the one just now, it also has a unique scenery, and it is full of vitality and makes people feel comfortable.Especially the inn in front of me, although the decoration is simple, it is grand, and the mistresses inside are full of energy and enthusiasm.The only fly in the ointment is that it is clearly an inn, but the outermost wooden pillars are engraved with some flower patterns, which seems a bit feminine.

Wei Buming has seen that pattern of flowers before.Thinking of something else, the smile on his face became cold, and he rolled his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking about.It just so happened that Shen Qinghuan finished purchasing the supplies at this moment, and when he went out, he saw Wei Buming in a daze, so he frowned and shouted twice.

Shen Qinghuan's voice pulled him out of his contemplation. He turned his head and looked at the silent little fairy behind him. Seeing the question in the other's eyes, he raised his head and showed a comforting smile:

"It's okay, I'm just thinking that I'm tired today, so why don't we go to some inn to have a rest."

Following Wei Buming's fingers, Shen Qinghuan saw a rather exquisite inn, although a cultivator did not need to rest like ordinary people, but as long as Wei Buming said it, he seldom objected.Shen Qinghuan nodded, put the things in her hands into the spiritual bag, and walked towards the inn while holding the Taoist companion's right hand.

The author has something to say:

Let me count, how many days have I been in a row?

Every day I go back and forth to test the boundary between dragging and not dragging.

Suddenly, I found that the names of the protagonists in my articles like to have a negative, such as "no" or "none", why don't I write a self-cultivation article with the protagonist named Li Shizhu next time (狗头)