Xianjun wants me to be his Taoist partner

When rushing to the small kitchen, Shen Qinghuan happened to extinguish the fireworks, and took the casserole from the small stove.The candlelight hit his face, and the sharp facial features softened. Shen Qinghuan, dressed in white, shuttled nimbly among the kitchen utensils and firewood, pursed her lips and frowned, and the celestial being who didn't eat the fireworks of the world was also tainted with a human smell.

For some reason, Wei Buming's heart warmed up.Standing on tiptoe, the cat cautiously touched his back, intending to catch him off guard, but didn't expect Shen Qinghuan to just turn around.Surprised, Wei Buming slipped his feet and crashed directly into the opponent's arms, instantly the tip of his nose was filled with the smell of green wood.

"Why are you here?" Shen Qinghuan tightly hugged Wei Buming's slender waist, unwilling to let go.Maybe it was because of the activity just now, there is still a faint warm smell in the green wood fragrance, just like the early sun in spring, there is a feeling of being slightly drunk.

There is no light in the sea world, and these "rats" hiding in the stinky ditch have been in the dark for a long time, and they have no resistance to this smell.Thinking of Song Xi's words just now, Wei Buming put his arms around his back, leaned his head on Shen Qinghuan's shoulder and lazily said:

"Of course...you've been away for too long, and I miss you."

Shen Qinghuan froze when she heard the words, and the spoon in her hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.Wei Buming turned his head, looked at Shen Qinghuan's red eartips amusedly, stretched his neck and put it against his ears and whispered: "Xiao Xianjun, tell me quietly, where did you buy the candies you carry with you? "

The corners of Shen Qinghuan's mouth pursed, and he changed his posture to put one hand around Wei Buming's waist, stretched out his hand to cover his right ear and said dryly, "Sour fructose, I just made it in my spare time."

He hesitated for a while and then said: "One candy a day, the rules are not bad."

Although he wished to hand everything to Wei Buming, including his heart, eating too much candy would damage his teeth, and only for this reason, he must not coddle him.

This man!I am several hundred years old, not a child.Who cares about his sour fructose!Wei Buming rolled his eyes and said again: "Did you do it yourself? Xianjun can still do this?"

"Well," Shen Qinghuan looked at the casserole and said slowly, "Someone liked it when I was young, so I learned how to make it."

"Oh, does that person like your candy?"

Shen Qinghuan paused when he heard the words, turned around and looked at Wei Buming in a daze, a sigh flashed in his eyes.

"No, he doesn't like it."

Wei Buming was taken aback for a moment, as far as he was concerned, this sour fructose candy couldn't be more delicious, not only in color but also in sourness and sweetness. It also pales in comparison.How could such a good craftsmanship still be disliked?

This is really surprising.

Shen Qinghuan looked at herself with drooping corners of her mouth, the light in her eyes dimmed by two points.

Wei Buming looked at Shen Qinghuan who bowed his head in silence with some distress, he grabbed the other's sleeve and said, "It's okay! I like it very much."

He swears by his own cultivation, Shen Qinghuan's sour fructose is just like his appearance, cold and delicious, making people want to tease him.In this world, apart from those orthodox monks who have ruined their sense of taste in seclusion, who else would think these candies are not delicious?

"Your craftsmanship is very good, but that person has no taste, so you don't have to worry about it." Wei Buming stood on tiptoe and patted Shen Qinghuan's right shoulder and said seriously.

"... Are you serious about this?" Shen Qinghuan's pupils flickered slightly, and he slowly raised his head. He stared at Wei Buming for a moment, and said softly: "You said you like it, are you serious?"

"Seriously." Wei Buming nodded hastily, ignoring his sore neck and looking up at him.

Shen Qinghuan's eyes are very beautiful, with slender brows and bright eyes, without a trace of haze in them, but now those eyes are shining brightly, full of his own shadow.

Wei Buming suddenly felt that his ears were very hot, and then he realized that the distance between the two of them was too close, which had already exceeded the safety line of his heart. His brain was warning him, but his heart was beating violently. He looked at the pair of black eyes. Hitomi, but she couldn't bear to leave her heart.

He didn't want to let his figure leave the black pupil.

"Then, how about I make sour fructose for you every day from now on?" He looked at the other party's stern face with a smile, Shen Qinghuan's lips were not thick, and there was even a hint of affection.He usually purses the corners of his mouth and keeps a straight face, erecting a line of defense for himself and rejecting everyone's exploration.But at this moment, the line of defense collapsed, revealing the most surface, that gentle young man.

Isn't it as warm and moist as water, Wei Buming thought.I intruded into his stronghold so inexplicably, even though I was messing around casually, this person never got angry again, and on the contrary cherished my body more than myself.If it wasn't for the two of them on different paths, if it wasn't for this person who had been deceiving himself, he really wanted to find a chance to drink with Mochizuki and make friends with him.

Wei Buming looked at Shen Qinghuan and nodded, a small flower suddenly appeared in his heart.

"However," Shen Qinghuan suddenly frowned and pondered for a moment, "One candy a day, the rules must not be messed up."

"Crack."

With a cold face, Wei Buming cut off the little flower in his heart with one hand, and even threw it on the ground and stomped it a few times.I'm not a brat, do I really think I like sweets so much?Wei Buming swallowed his saliva thinking about the round candy, thinking that this fairy is really stingy, he would not even eat candy if he doesn't give him meat.After he returned to the Demon Realm to quell the rebellion, the first order he gave was to let these sects build him a sour fruit candy house.

Flicking his cuffs, he turned his head and pushed open the wooden door of the kitchen, lowered his head and angrily walked towards the courtyard.Behind him, Shen Qinghuan was holding a casserole, looking at Wei Buming's furious back with a confused face, pondered for a while, and didn't know why the other party was like this, so he could only follow behind him aggrieved.

When the two walked to the courtyard, Song Xi, who had been making noise all the time, was lying on the stone table and sound asleep.Going out for a trip and going through so many things, Wei Buming wondered why he was so energetic, but now it seems that he just hangs his breath, seeing his friend's excitement is over, now he is extremely tired, and finally fell asleep past.

Shen Qinghuan raised her eyebrows, and lightly pushed Song Xi's shoulder twice.Unexpectedly, Song Xi tilted his body and fell on the grass, still sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.The two looked at each other, and they both sensed a bit of helplessness in each other's eyes, so they had to work together to move Song Xi to the guest room and help him take off his shoes and make the bed.

Song Xi slept dishonestly, lying on the bed and kicking his feet to prevent people from changing his shoes.Fortunately, Wei Buming was quite experienced in raising children, he pulled Shen Qinghuan who was standing frowning to the side behind him, took off his shoes and covered Song Xi with a quilt in two or three strokes.

Wei Buming shook his head, it's really hard to imagine that such a person is actually the master of the alchemy sect of immortality.He couldn't even take care of himself. It really made people wonder how he took care of the affairs of the whole sect.

Wei Buming felt helpless, but when he turned his head, he saw Shen Qinghuan staring at him in thought.

"You're good at taking care of kids."

Wei Buming was stunned and said, "Well, I had the opportunity to take care of a kid before, so I'm quite experienced."

"So," Shen Qinghuan said with a raised voice at the end: "Then, what is he like?"

Wei Buming was so worried that he couldn't control his fingers holding the leather boots, and the exquisitely crafted boots rolled down the wooden steps.Shen Qinghuan moved quickly, and at the moment when the leather boots were about to touch the floor, she grabbed the corners of the leather boots with two fingers, and placed them under the bed.

"He," Wei Buming took a deep breath, looked at Song Xi's peaceful sleeping face and said, "He is a dead child with a cold face, weird temper, stuffed up in everything and doesn't talk, and not at all likable. "

Shen Qinghuan half closed her eyes, and said softly for a long time: "Really?"

"But, I like him very much." After thinking for a long time, Wei Buming suddenly added: "He is one of the most important people in my life."

It was so important, Wei Buming looked at his hands and said in his heart, it was so important that his heart was pierced by a sword, isn't it very "important".

At the border of the Cangming Realm, as early as when the leader of the Demon Dao fell off the cliff, the interior of the Demon Dao had already fallen into chaos.It was because of Wei Buming that they were reluctantly twisted into a rope, but now there is no one to suppress them, new and old grudges are counted together, the various sects are entangled, and there is a lot of trouble.

The magic way was in chaos, and the forces of all parties were secretly surging.Han Feng, who was entrusted to guard the border, had no choice but to close the roads of the Cangming Realm and lock everyone inside the Cangming Realm.

"Report, my lord, my subordinates have explored the entire Black Mountain with a radius of five hundred miles, but have not found any trace of the Demon Lord."

"Then expand the search range to [-] miles, and search carefully for me. Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you must lead passers-by to find them."

At the highest point of the hall, a man with a black robe and red collar, a strong man with a slender waist and a long whip ordered.It has been a month since the demon king fell off the cliff, but the entire demon world has not found Wei Buming no matter whether he is dead or alive.Although we all know that in his state, there are more bad luck than good luck, but Han Feng would never believe that such an amazing person died so easily at the hands of the mob.

"My lord," the subordinate didn't act after receiving the order. Instead, he pressed his head firmly on the floor, and said in fear and fear, "It is a fact that the Demon Lord fell off the cliff, and according to the news, the guiding sign has already been destroyed. Civil strife, the first priority today is to quell the civil strife and unify the demonic way. Those mobs are mediocre and unworthy to lead the demonic way. I also ask the adults to take action to quell the civil strife. Only you are the most suitable candidate for the Demon Lord."

"Shut up!" Han Feng stared at him, and the whole hall trembled.The subordinate's throat sweetened, blood spilled on the black talc floor, the subordinate knocked his head on the floor harder, his forehead was bleeding and his body was trembling.

"The previous generation of Demon Lord is not dead yet! Where can I come from Han Feng! Let me hear similar words again, and your head will not be needed!"

The subordinate knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, trembling and daring not to answer. At this moment, two men in black robes and white masks walked into the hall one after the other, and squatted down to report the news, which relieved him a little bit of pressure.

"My lord, please see the lord of the Blood Transformation Sect."

The latter person also said: "Qiong Hua sent the leader to ask for a visit."

"No, no, no, no, no see!" Han Feng waved his hands and said, "Tell them I'm not in the mood right now, and let them go as far as they like."

"But," the second black-robed man raised his white mask and continued: "Master Xia said that Mr. Xia Gui misses you very much, so he specially asked him to bring a letter, hoping to hand it over to your lord."

When Han Feng heard this, he pulled away and left.He turned his head and looked at his subordinate displeasedly: "You didn't say it earlier."

I almost missed it!

"What are you all kneeling here for? Go prepare wine and good food, and treat Master Xia well. Don't let Master Xia think that we in the Cangming Realm are mediocre people who don't know how to behave. Tell Master Xia, I'll go take a shower and change clothes first , coming later."

Han Feng's heart softened when he thought of the bright-eyed young man, and he wished he could fly outside immediately, bring the beauty he was thinking of back to the Cangming Realm, and never leave him again.

But, not now.Han Feng suppressed the desire in his heart.Wait a little longer, when everything is over, all his ideas can be realized.