Notes on building a city in the immortal world

Nangong Zhenyan woke up at Chen Shi.

He wakes up at this time almost every day.

Zhenyan was used to getting up early before time travel, and after time travel, he obviously had nothing to do at night, but "only" got up at this time, he felt a faint sense of guilt and happiness.

Speaking of which, what did I do here last night?

Zhenyan thought in a daze, while pushing away the arm that was pressing on her shoulder...

arm?

Zhenyan held that arm, looked sideways, and found Nangongqin's face very close at hand.

However, different from Nangong Qin's usual cold expression, her eyebrows were drooping, and her black pupils were covered by eyelids, showing long eyelashes like cicada's wings.

Zhenyan stared at it blankly for a while, but her confused head didn't realize what happened.

On the contrary, Nangongqin was stared at by Zhenyan for a long time, and opened his eyes if he felt something.

"...Yan'er?"

Nangong Qin's voice was slightly hoarse.

He didn't know if it was because of his drowsiness, he stretched out his arm towards Zhenyan, and hooked his fingers in the air several times, but he didn't touch Zhenyan's body.

But what does that mean?

Want a hug?

Zhenyan thought strangely.

Zhenyan was a little inexplicable, but still hugged her.

Anyway, ever since my ancestors were drenched in Yangling water, they have to hug each other every morning, which is almost a habit. It's nothing...not right!The current ancestor is in the state of an adult? !

Only after touching Nangongqin's broad shoulders and strong shoulder blades did Zhenyan react.

Of course, Zhenyan also touched Nangongqin's long hair, which was smooth and cool, like fine silk, and no longer felt the wet touch like usual.

"Ancestor, has the Yang Lingshui on your body been refined?" Zhenyan couldn't help asking.

"...The first question is this?" Nangong Qin was obviously taken aback.

He didn't understand why Zhenyan suddenly hugged him. Is this to confirm whether he has completely refined Yang Lingshui?

However, Nangong Qin still replied: "There is no refinement, but I concentrated it in the heart, and then put the heart in a place full of cloudy water and sealed it."

"Hey, the heart can be taken out and sealed at will?" Zhenyan's eyes widened.

He was hiding his guilt with surprise.

When Zhenyan heard that Nangong Qin had sealed Yang Lingshui, she felt a little lost for some reason.

It is a good thing that the ancestors "healed" obviously!

At least the daily hugs are no longer needed.

Thinking of this, Zhenyan let go of Nangongqin's hand, and wanted to back off, but found that Nangongqin was hooking her waist.

However, Nangongqin didn't seem to notice Zhenyan's move to push away, and only took a weird look at Zhenyan: "Can't you take out your heart?"

"Ordinary is not allowed." However, the ancestors of the Mahayana period are not sure.

Zhenyan twitched the corners of his mouth, but he didn't pay attention to what Nangongqin meant. He asked suspiciously: "Speaking of which, ancestor, aren't you on the way of reincarnation? When did you come back?"

Zhenyan didn't mention his heart at all.

Nangong Qin sighed.

He followed Zhenyan's words and didn't mention this matter: "You have been bewitched, can I not come back?"

"insanity?!"

"...Among the Meishe disciples who came to Bailu Village this time, one of them is the incarnation of the leader of the Righteous Way Alliance." Nangong Qin said.

He said a third of the things, but said nothing about what really mattered.

Zhenyan didn't doubt either.

Zhenyan had already thought about what happened that night.

He was letting the Frost Centipede examine his heart, and saw himself melt in the water mirror.

Is that Gu poison?

"Could it be that he was also involved in the last spy incident?" Zhenyan asked.

"Yes."

"Hmph, if I knew it earlier, I should have fired directly at the Zhengdao League," Zhenyan curled his lips, and asked a little worriedly: "I lost consciousness because of the poison, and then Qianmu brought you back to cure you." Is my poison gone?"

Didn't the centipede say anything?

Didn't find something superfluous?

"What are you worried about?" Nangong Qin glanced at Zhenyan strangely.

"No, I just feel that, ancestor, you seem to have saved my life again, and I don't know how to repay it."

Zhenyan lowered his head and smiled wryly.

"..." Nangongqin took a deep look at Zhenyan, he opened his mouth, but said nothing.

There was a moment of silence between the two.

Soon Zhenyan could no longer bear the silence.

He always felt that the atmosphere this morning was weird.

And the fact that Nangong Qin appeared on his bed was itself strange.

——Although it is about poisonous poison, why did the ancestor sleep on his own bed!

Having said that, is this ancestor going to sleep?

"Ha, we've almost had breakfast too." Zhenyan said awkwardly.

Forcibly ignoring Nangong Qin's arm hooking his waist, he randomly picked up the robe thrown on the stool beside him, and walked outside as if nothing had happened.

"Grandpa, what do you want to eat?"

"Porridge, the kind you cooked for me first."

"OK?"

Zhenyan was just asking, and he didn't expect to get such a detailed answer.

He turned his head and glanced at Nangongqin strangely, just in time to see Nangongqin standing up and sitting up, his clothes were pulled away by most of Zhenyan's action just now, revealing his thin muscles.

Ancestors are in good shape...

wrong!

I always feel like I'm seeing something I shouldn't be seeing.

Before Nangongqin looked at him again, Zhenyan turned her head in a panic and ran towards the alchemy room.

After Nangongqin and Zhenyan's back disappeared from sight, he unhurriedly picked up the sideburns that fell on his shoulders and threw them behind him, and stretched out his hand to dig under the quilt.

"Yo~~"

A chubby red bird the size of a sparrow was pulled out like this.

It has been stuffy in the quilt for a long time, its eyes are still circling, and its small feet can't support its fat body. It seems that it stepped on the soft bed and turned around, and then fell down again with a "boom".

Nangong Qin pressed its fat belly relentlessly.

"Don't die, I have something to ask you!"

"Yo!" Almost crushed, Shengyu struggled to get up again.

"Where did you find Yan'er?"

"Yo, I don't know too well... Maybe it's the young master's 'past'?" Shengyu asked strangely, "Didn't the master come too? Why don't you know where it is?"

"...I found it through the contract." Nangong Qin's face was a little ugly.

That's right, Nangong Qin was not on Zhenyan's bed for sleeping.

After installing Zhenyan's heart, Nangongqin found that the other's soul still hadn't returned.

When Nangongqin was looking for the reason, he discovered that the "contract" between Zhenyan and the unknown creature who exchanged hearts with him had been activated.

Regarding the contract, Zhenyan himself seemed to feel cheated.

Because when he "returned" from Haiyan, he only returned to the cultivation world, instead of sending him "home" as promised by the other party.

How did Zhenyan know that although the other party was also playing word games, it was different from what he imagined.

After all, the contract in the cultivation world is more serious than Zhenyan imagined.

Since the unknown creature called Zhenyan a "foreigner" and signed a contract to send him back, it must be his own world, which cannot be changed!

The hands and feet that the unknown creature can do are:

There is no agreed time to send Zhenyan back!There was no agreement on how to send him back!

After all, it would be much faster to throw Zhenyan's soul back after Zhenyan "died" than traveling through the physical body.

So, after Zhenyan's heart stopped, the contract was activated as promised.

Nangong Qin was not too surprised.

To be honest, what really complicated Nangong Qin's mood was the fact that Zhenyan was willing to surrender his heart.

He wanted to see where Zhenyan came from, and even made preparations. Zhenyan was monitoring his undercover agents from the upper or lower realms, but he didn't expect that tracing the contract would lead him to travel through a void.

This also means that Zhenyan's "home" is not in this universe.

If it wasn't for Shengyu's stupid follow-up, maybe he was really a step too late and couldn't pick up Zhenyan again.

"Yan'er will sign that contract, so he really wants to 'go home'!" Nangong Qin said to himself.

"Yo?" Shengyu turned his head in confusion.

Nangongqin was a little envious of Shengyu's IQ.

Obviously as the party (bird), how does it know nothing about it.

"Forget it, they're all back anyway!" Nangong Qin gave Shengyu a cold look, "Anyway, don't tell Yan'er what happened this time, and you're not allowed to tell Yan'er about his hometown!"

"Hey, what about my credit?" Sheng Yu was anxious.

It's a pity that its owner is not the object of reasoning at all.

Nangongqin forcefully drew a mute rune on Shengyu's forehead, completely sealing Shengyu's mouth.

Shengyu covered his head with his wings and cried aggrievedly.

Obviously Shengyu made a great contribution!

Don't bring such a bullying bird!

Nangong Qin didn't pay attention to this stupid bird. Anyway, if he turned around and gave it some spiritual fruit, it would be happy.

Speaking of which, the auction in Donghaixian City will be this year!

I heard that there is a Wannian Chijing plum for sale this time, which seems to be Shengyu's favorite thing.

And after this catastrophe, Yan'er also needs to replenish his body.

While thinking about it, Nangong Qin got up and tidied up her clothes.

"Hiss, that's how it is. If you know he's a counterfeit, don't pursue it. You don't want him to go back." Frost Centipede emerged from under the bed, "I knew it when Nangong Zhenyan handed over his heart." At that moment, you will never be able to hand him over to anyone!"

Count it as knowing, using the original form, not the human incarnation.

But seeing the bug's head, Nangong Qin stepped on it without hesitation!

"Are you guys just sneaking into Yan'er's room like this?" Nangongqin asked.

That sounds too dangerous.

"..." Frost Centipede cleverly changed the subject: "Don't you tell him about changing his heart?"

"No need." Nangong Qin said.

He looked outside the door, and although he couldn't see Zhenyan from this angle, the news of him cooking porridge in the alchemy room came over.

Nangong Qin softened his expression when he heard the voice: "Whenever he wants to tell me about its heart, I'll tell him."

Saying so, Nangong Qin increased the strength of the soles of his feet, and crushed the bug's head into the heart of the earth:

"So, don't talk too much, understand?"

The author has something to say: thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 7 bottles of Huanxi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (≧V≦)