The real record of former fairy world bosses flirting with each other

"Prime Minister...?"

Si Ming put away the book of fate and the life-casting pen, and seeing that Xianjun was lost in thought, he carefully asked a question.Xianjun came back to his senses, "Huh? Oh, check it out and let me know."

Si Ming scratched his heart and liver curiously, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He saluted and turned away with a bitter face.

Xianjun sat quietly on the stone chair, watching the old trees in the courtyard with lush branches and leaves rustling in the breeze.

Once some ideas break through the ground and sprout, they can no longer restrain their vigorous growth, like a hook piercing into the heart, hooking people to think, to think, to think—whether it is true or not. That is indeed true.

Xianjun involuntarily clenched the sleeves of his robe, leaving a few wrinkles on the hem of his snow-white clothes.

Really...is that him?

·

West of the city.

When Mo Wu stepped into Wuweiguan's courtyard, Bu Er was huddling in his hut and secretly eating roast chicken. A chicken leg in his hand was fat but not greasy, and his mouth was full of sweet oily flowers.Mo Wu pushed the door open and entered, and Bu Er was startled. When he turned his head to see the person who came, he glared bitterly, as if he wanted to glare another chicken out of Mo Wu's face.

Mo Wu cut straight to the point, "Ask you something."

"Close the door!" Fuer gnawed on the chicken leg and sat down on the chair, and said generously, "It's rare that you ask me something, and say, Grandpa, I know everything."

"Get out." Mo Wu scanned around the room, went to one side of the table and pulled a pen and paper over, scribbled and drew according to memory for a while, and handed it to Buer, "Do you know?"

Bu Er stretched out his grease-covered hand, pulled the rice paper over with his little finger and ring finger, glanced at him, frowned, and looked disgusted, "Where did you get this thing? Those annoying things in the devil world Are they everywhere now?"

Mo Wu: "So you know each other?"

"I know, I spent a lot of time researching this thing before." Buer took a rag for no idea what it was used for and wiped the oil on his hands, held the paper between his fingers and looked at it for a moment, and said: "'Seven Killing array, well, they have always been named in this way in the demon world, it sounds vicious—"

Bu Er raised his eyes and looked at Mo Wu, "What's the matter, is there such a thing in Tianheng Mountain?"

"Yeah." Mo Wu picked up the paper, "The corpses from decades ago have been dug out, and a new child died."

"Huh..." Buer took a breath, sighed, "That's really a crime..."

Mo Wu: "What?"

"Most of the formations in the Demon Realm are quite disgusting. This formation can be regarded as one of the same. It needs 35 corpses plus one living person. There are 36 in total, eighteen men and eighteen women. The effect is amazing. In the eyes of the opponent The thing hurts so much that even a god with a lower level of immortality might not be able to resist it. If a living person chooses a child, the killing will be more serious, and the effect of this formation will be even greater. You can figure out what is pressing in the eyes of the formation without?"

"No, I saw two coffins."

Bu Er gnawed on the drumstick, "Well, no wonder."

Mo Wu looked up at him, "What do you say?"

After a short pause, he raised his eyes to look at him in surprise, "That bird Bai Ze didn't even teach you this?"

Mo Wu looked at the chicken leg, "Say you? Don't tell me, I'll tell the abbot about you eating chicken legs."

"Tsk, what's the hurry, what's the rush!" Buer clutched the oily chicken leg like a baby, thought for a while, and said, "Do you know what 'seven kills' means?"

Mo looked at him blankly, and said in his heart that if I want to know, why do I need to ask you?

"You have been ignorant for so many years relying on a few treasures, and you will be ashamed in the future." Buer muttered a word, and then said: "'Seven Kills' has several meanings. The first refers to the fierce god, It sounds fierce, scaring people, the specifics are not important. There is another meaning, it is often used when criticizing people, and it refers specifically to same-sex mutual restraint, two men have different places, and two women do not live together. For example, if you are a man, Bai Ze is also a male bird, so the two of you have been fighting for 300 years, endlessly, endlessly..."

Mo Wu interrupted his chatter, "So what does it have to do with this battle?"

"So in the name of 'Seven Kills', it should be something similar in nature to this array." Buer pointed to the picture, and said: "The spells in the devil world are mostly Yin and evil, and the things in the coffin are also of Yin and Yang. Yin, this is right. You said that the living person used a child? Then most of the things in the coffin are also related to the child."

Mo Wu frowned slightly: "Child?"

"It doesn't have to be a child." Fuji said: "It could also be a cub, a seed, anything that hasn't grown into a final shape. Of course, the premise is that the people who set up the formation know what they are going to deal with. If they don't know, then set up the formation. There is nothing wrong with the living creatures used to choose children, but the effect of same-sex restraint is not so strong."

Mo Wu thought of Sen Luo's sentence just now, "I want to take this opportunity to explore the secrets in the cave", so he didn't speak for a while.

"There are so many formations for disgusting people in the demon world. If you don't know what to deal with, there is no need to choose the seven-kill formation." Fuer pushed the blueprint drawing the formation to the side, and nodded with his greasy hand Click on the desktop, "then there are two possibilities. First, the people who set up the formation are people from the demon world. They know what you are talking about in the coffin, so they chose Qisha and a beggar to set up the formation. , The people who set up the formation are not from the Demon Realm, so they only know this kind of formation method, whether they know what is in the coffin or not, they can only use this method."

Without a pause, "Isn't someone from the Demon Realm?"

"It's not impossible." Buer said: "The demons and ghosts in the demon world love to run to the human world. It's not uncommon for something to pass to the human world. Don't forget, you can also summon magic spells."

Mo Wu nodded and said nothing.

"I advise you not to get involved in this matter." Fuer wrapped the chicken bones in waste paper, wiped his hands with the paper, and said seriously: "No matter what the situation is, it involves the demon world. The matter of the demon world It's not that you should or can't meddle, it's enough to go and see it today, don't pursue it any further."

Mo Wu didn't respond, holding up the blueprint and looking at it seriously.

"I'm serious, did you listen?" Seeing that he didn't speak, he became impatient, "No matter how unreliable you are in your daily routine, what you meet is nothing but monsters, sprites, monsters, monsters, and monsters, and they are still within Liuhe. The Demon Realm belongs to the Three Outer Realms , is outside of reincarnation, as independent as the fairy world, if you have something to do with the demon world, I can't protect you if anything happens!"

"Oh." Mo Wu responded perfunctorily, still looking at the drawing, not sure if he was studying or lost in thought.

Fu Er was even more angry, and opened his mouth to emphasize it again, but Mo Wu suddenly said: "There is one more question."

After a short pause, "What?"

Mo Wu looked up at him, "Are you familiar with that Changbai Immortal?"

With a flick of his hand, the paper bag wrapped with chicken bones fell to the ground with a bang, rubbing a small piece of oil on the plain and clean stone slab.Buer didn't care, he stuttered and said, "Who? Who are you talking about?"

"Changbai Xianjun, the God of War who has enmity with your prime minister." Mo Wu raised his eyebrows: "Are you two friends?"

Bu Er coughed lightly, shook his bald hair called 'Friendship Forever', and suddenly became immortal, and said inexplicably, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"The prime minister said that there are only two people who are most familiar with the magic formation in the demon world. One is that god of war, and the other is his friend." Mo Wu chuckled: "I came to you to try my luck, but I didn't expect it to be you."

"Ah..." Bu Er dragged out a long voice, with a complicated tone, "Then you are quite lucky."

Mo Wu looked puzzled: "If you can become friends with the dignified God of War, how can you be reduced to running around the world to eat and drink?" Bu Er: "..."

Fuer looked angry, patted the table and shouted: "What is eating and drinking, I call it experiencing life! Experience the sufferings of the world! Help the world and save people! You are ignorant!"

Mo Wu glanced at the chicken bones on the ground and let out a sigh.Then he said, "So what kind of enmity do the two of them have?"

"It's complicated," Buer sat back, "I've accumulated hundreds of years of enmity, and I won't be able to explain it clearly in a while. Why are you asking this?"

"curious."

"Since you're curious, why don't you ask the prime minister directly?"

Mo Wu glanced at him: "It seems that he can tell me if I ask."

Fuji approved, "Smart."

"Actually, I don't know much about the two of them. The two have had a deep hatred for so many years, and all kinds of things are twisted together. I'm afraid the two of them can't tell clearly." Fu Er rubbed his chin: "But From my point of view, Bai Ze may be the reason why the two of them didn't say anything about their quarrel."

Mo Wu: "Huh?"

"At that time, Changbai was really in a hurry." Buer sighed, thought for a while, and said: "The prime minister took that position not long ago, he was diligent in government affairs, and managed the fairy world in an orderly manner. He just smiled. Changbai Well, when drinking in private, I often call him 'Little Prime Minister, Little Prime Minister', and I always feel that he is so good-looking, and he is so serious every day, which is really a pity."

Mo Wu thought about Xianjun's facial features, and then imagined that person's unsmiling appearance... I can't figure it out, that person's gentle smile and slow, irritating appearance is so deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Mo Wu: "And then?"

"Then he's just looking for trouble," Bu Er lightly clicked his tongue, "The majestic god of war in the heavens is almost on an equal footing with the gods above, and he insists on finding faults. That phoenix, that is, Bai Ze has a brain as big as a palm, and when he is mad, he can only blow up houses——Changbai’s palace was bombed three times, and the name was changed once after each bombing, from Fanxing Palace, Chenxing Palace, and Beidou Palace all the way After changing it, I just don’t have a long memory, and I played endlessly as a demon. Until one day..."

Mo Wu played with the magpie bell in his hand, seemingly carelessly, but listened carefully.

Bu Er took a sip of water, and continued: "Actually, I don't know what happened that day, I just know that his newly built Seven Star Palace was bombed by Bai Ze again. In the past, when the palace was bombed, he always came to me. I grabbed the bed, but I didn’t come that night. As soon as I woke up in the morning, the eighth wife of Si Ming came, and the first sentence we met was mysteriously "Shocked! The mighty god of war has done such a thing!" "

"Changbai got a new pot of wine from Shangshen the day before yesterday. I guess he must have drunk too much again, so I asked Siming Changbai what kind of monster he did again. As a result, Si Ming wrote his fate every day. His mind was full of cause and effect. Logic, not to say that there is a section of the logic chain that is not connected, and then tell me when it is fully connected. Before I can complete the logic chain, Changbai slipped over like a thief and asked him what happened yesterday. No, I said, where did you sleep last night? He just stared at me, until now I don't know what happened that night. "

"From that day on, the two of them never spoke again. Changbai didn't call the prime minister in private anymore. When he met the prime minister on the road, he took a detour two miles away. The prime minister is not as awkward as him, and he has a temper later on. It seems to be a lot gentler. Originally, he was a handsome gentleman who came out of an ink painting. When he smiled more, the fairies in the Nine Heavens went half crazy. Every time Changbai heard the fairies talking about the prime minister in private, he would feel happy. Very disdainful, once drunk and brought up this matter like a puffer fish..."

Mo Wu listened with a complicated expression, this Changbai Immortal...why is it so weird?

He thought he could hear something about you killing my whole family and I will kill your whole family, but he didn't hear anything useful.For a long while he wondered: "That Changbai Immortal...does he not have a good brain?"

After a short pause, he looked at Mo Wu very strangely.

"I've mispoken?"

"No." After a while, Buer stroked his beard with a deep expression, and said inscrutably: "...you are what you say."

Mo Wu looked at him inexplicably.

"Actually, the matter between them is far more than that, but I don't know about other things." Bu Er turned his head, "The Prime Minister has a knife wound on his back, and the bone can be seen deep, from the left shoulder to the right waist. Old Master Yaoshi worked hard for two days and two nights before rescuing him."

Fuji sighed: "...Changbai cut it."

Mo Wuyi paused: "Do you really want the prime minister's life?"

"I don't know." Buer shook his head and thought about it: "Changbai has a temper, but he is not an unreasonable person. He is born with supernatural power, so he is more cautious when he strikes. Even if he drinks too much, he will not lose his hands." Severity. Where exactly did that knife come from... I'm afraid only the two of them know."

Mo Wu nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Seeing that he didn't ask any more questions, he didn't say anything. He glanced at the vegetable basket that Mo Wu had brought, and moved it very consciously. When he raised his hand, he turned over, and finally a chicken leg came out from under it.Bu Er hehe twice, then turned around and said, "Sure enough, you know you love Grandpa."

"Get out." Mo Wu kicked over, and Buer fell into the chair, but the chicken leg in his hand didn't shake at all, and he gnawed a mouthful of butterflies happily.Mo Wu stood up: "Has the broken knife been repaired?"

"No." Buer gnawed on the chicken leg, and said casually, "Dangtang fairy world artifact, you can stick it with a wooden sword like a baby? It's early!"

"How efficient are you?" Mo Wu looked disgusted, "Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat, why don't you eat to death."

Bu Er smiled and didn't care at all.

Mo Wu looked at the sky outside, greeted Buer, picked up the vegetable basket, turned and went out the door.Looking at his back, Buer sighed inexplicably, and said to himself: "...you two, you really can't tell the truth."

"Buer Daoist!" The youngest Taoist priest of Wuweiguan walked into the room, his little face was flushed because of running so fast, "Buer Daoist, I just saw brother Mo Wu go out!"

Bu Er hastily regained his senses, and quickly covered the chicken legs on the table with paper.The little Taoist curled his lips: "I've seen it all!"

Fuji laughed twice, "Hush! Don't tell the abbot!"

"Then lend me your big knife to play with!" said the little Taoist priest, while jumping to the side of Buer's bed in a familiar way, after a bit of tossing, he pulled out an ancient long knife from under the quilt.

I saw that the knife was three feet long, with a single blade and a thick back. At first glance, it looked very old, and there was even a thick layer of old rust on the blade. The fine lines are like densely written runes.

The knife was not light, the little Taoist pulled it out of the quilt with both hands, swung it in the air decently, and said in a childish voice: "Drink!"

Buer laughed, and applauded applaudingly.

"Did Brother Mo Wu come to get this big knife just now?" The little Taoist dragged the broken knife and said, "Didn't it be repaired? Why didn't you give it to him?"

"Because you, Brother Mowu," Buer took away the drawing paper covering the chicken leg, and continued to gnaw on it contentedly: "Without this knife, I can do less death."

The little Taoist didn't understand: "Huh?"

He turned to look outside the door.At this time, Mo Wu had already left without a shadow, and the leaves in the courtyard were rustling, casting a mottled shadow on the ground.Bu'er raised his hand to wipe the oil on his lips, and said to himself, "I hope..."

Tianheng Mountain.

It was almost dusk, and the light gradually dimmed, but Tianheng Mountain was still full of excitement.

Only the sound of crying, howling and cursing came one after another, directly transmitted from the mountain stream to the mountain pass, coupled with the sound of the mountains, it was even more imposing.Twilight is all around, when the yin energy is rising, but Tianheng Mountain is so noisy that the ghosts dare not show their heads because of the loud, cursing and howling of such people.

The Taoist priest watched over the 36 corpses with a mournful face, explaining earnestly to the family members who came to recognize the corpses and everyone who came to join in the fun after dinner, but he couldn’t figure out what was going on, so he could only bite the bullet and give unreasonable words family members as punching bags.Xu Feng has always been slow to speak and has a good temper, so he is the most suitable for this job. Unfortunately, at this time, he was also made a little dizzy by the angry family members. Frivolous, because the old man of his own family was restless after his death, but immediately after being dug up and carried the corpse, he immediately became energetic, swung his walking stick vigorously, and stomped his feet to ask Xu Feng what was going on.

Xu Feng politely nodded and bowed his head to appease the grandma, and when he turned his head, he saw two luxuriously dressed men coming from the mountain road.

I saw that the two men were quite similar in appearance, probably brothers, their clothes were well-cut, and they were made of high-quality materials.Behind the two of them were a few well-dressed servants in uniform, and they didn't wander around after they came to the open space, they just followed behind them in an orderly manner.

The two looked around, neither as if there was a dead person in the family being affected by disaster, nor as if they were just watching the fun after dinner.Xu Feng took a few glances at the two of them, then went up to greet them and saluted, politely said: "Are you two here to claim the corpse?"

"Oh, yes." The two of them were also very polite, and they bowed to Xu Feng, and the one who looked older said: "The Taoist priest has worked hard. This is my second brother, Sun Xiuwu. Guiguan The Sun Mansion sent a message that a servant of our mansion died of an illness a few days ago, and this time it was also affected. The servant is lonely and has no one at home, so my two brothers come and see."

The Sun family is a well-known wealthy businessman in Shangcheng, Xu Feng nodded and praised: "Your Excellency, Gao Yi, something happened to the servants in the family, and the two masters came to ask in person."

Sun Xiuwen smiled politely, and said politely: "I also saw the hard work of the Taoist priests, so I came to thank you. My father likes to make friends with strange people, and has always respected those who practice Taoism. He and I often praised Taoist priests for eradicating evil and helping the world. To save people, the dog was besieged by evil a few days ago, and it was thanks to the help of all the Taoist priests that the danger was saved."

Xu Feng was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that the young master of the Sun family was possessed by a red ghost a few days ago, Wuwei Guan was busy for a long time that day, and finally Mo Wu suddenly appeared to save the scene.Xu Feng didn't ask for credit, and cupped his hands, "That day, I mainly relied on Master Mo Tianshi to help me, and Wuwei Guan was only an assistant. Master Sun is too polite."

The two sides were polite again, and Sun Xiuwu on the one side couldn't hold back anymore. After waiting for a long time, he finally caught a gap in the conversation and asked straightforwardly, "Daoist, did that formation succeed in the end?"

"This..." Xu Feng paused, and before he could speak, Sun Xiuwen glared at Sun Xiuwu first, then turned his head to Xu Feng and said, "Don't blame the Daoist, my younger brother was under the knee of Cheng Huan's father when he was young, and he is not steady when he is old. This question is all out of curiosity, if it is inconvenient for the Taoist priest, it is fine not to answer."

"Oh, there's nothing you can't say." Xu Feng glanced at Sun Xiuwu, only to see that person's eyes staring straight at him, although it was curious, but the degree of curiosity was a bit heavy.Xu Feng hesitated in his heart, but didn't show it on his face, and said: "According to our speculation, it should be unsuccessful."

Both Sun Xiuwen and Sun Xiuwu let out a sigh of relief.

"That's good, that's good." After Sun Xiuwu got this sentence, he didn't have any interest in staying any longer, and walked towards the corpse with his family.Sun Xiuwen and Xu Feng said a few more polite words before walking towards Sun Xiuwu.

Xu Feng looked at Sun Xiuwen's back, frowned slightly, just happened to be a young Taoist priest passing by, Xu Feng grabbed him, pointed at the two brothers of the Sun family who were corpses in the distance, and said: "A few days ago we went to the Sun family to give When the young master exorcised ghosts, did you see these two?"

"Eh? Aren't those the two masters of the Sun family?" The young Taoist thought about it and said, "Really not. The Sun family present at that time only had the young master's mother and a housekeeper. I heard that it seemed to be the eldest son of the Sun family." The master has always tabooed the theory of gods and ghosts, and he does not wait to see Taoist monks on weekdays. When we went to exorcise ghosts that day, the elder also called everyone away on purpose to keep them away from the young master's yard. Today, the elder of the Sun family actually personally coming?"

Xu Feng thought about it, and said again: "Is there a dead servant of the Sun family in the corpse?"

The Taoist was stunned for a moment, "Servant of the Sun family? I don't have any impression...Uncle, please wait for me, and I'll check again."

After the Taoist finished speaking, he walked towards another group of Taoist priests. As soon as he left here, the Sun family had wrapped up a dead body neatly on the other side, and the servants carried it on their shoulders, and all the people headed deeper into the mountain.When everyone passed by Xufeng, Sun Xiuwen cupped his hands towards Xufeng, "The Taoist priest has worked hard, we will bury this poor man again."

Xu Feng returned a salute, watching their backs all the way to the mountain.

"Uncle, the brothers didn't recognize the servants of the Sun family." The little Taoist went back and forth, saying: "But we must recognize all the people from Shangcheng, but we don't."

Xu Feng frowned, and quickly walked towards the direction where they took the corpse just now, and asked a few Taoist priests who were busy at the side: "Whose corpse did the Sun family take just now?"

"I don't know." A young Taoist priest shook his head, "It's a woman with bright clothes and thick rouge on her face. She probably isn't from Shangcheng."

Xu Feng said again: "Does any of you know that a servant of the Sun family died a few days ago?"

"This..." The young Taoist priest following behind Xufeng said: "Let me go and find out, a big family like the Sun family has many servants, so it's not a big deal if someone dies."

Xu Feng nodded, looking hesitantly at the direction in which the two Sun brothers left.It was dusk, the sky had already darkened, and everyone had already held torches in their hands.Xu Feng looked at the direction of the deep mountain in the faint light of the torch, and saw that the dark forest was like a monster with its mouth wide open, indescribably penetrating.

Xu Feng frowned and looked at it for a moment, then turned around and continued to work.

·

When Mo Wu returned to the Qin Residence, it was completely dark.

Xianjun opened the door and came out, he was slightly taken aback when he saw the vegetable basket in his hand, then smiled and said: "Almost forgot that mortals still have to eat."

"Yeah, it's no better than your gods who drink the wind and drink the dew, and can live without the grains." Mo Wu walked to the kitchen while talking, and suddenly stopped after taking two steps. Turning around, he said solemnly: "Cousin , if I cultivate immortality, will I even be able to save food money?"

Xianjun thought about it, "It's more suitable for you to reincarnate as a toad."

Mo Wu pouted, "Come and help me choose dishes."

After finishing speaking, he stepped into the kitchen and waited until he took everything out of the basket, but no one came.Mo Wu hesitated for a moment, and came out again with a vegetable in his hand, only to see Xianjun standing in the courtyard, as if he was a son of an aristocratic family who came out of the ink painting, the breeze was blowing, like ink green silk scattered on the snow-white skirt, as if The blooming plum branches.The man looked relaxed and didn't intend to move at all.

Mo Wuqi was happy, "What's the matter? You won't eat for a while?"

The corner of Xianjun's mouth curled up in a gentle and polite way, but in Mo Wu's eyes, he said slowly, "The gentleman stays away from the kitchen."

Mo Wu: "..."

"Is a gentleman able to fill his stomach by reciting books?" Mo Wu curled his lips in disdain, and called to the backyard: "Bald! Come and choose vegetables for your master!"

Bai Ze flew over with fluttering wings, holding a long earthworm in his mouth.It flew close, raised its head and ate the earthworms, turned its head to see the vegetable basket on the stove, and said in surprise, "There are so many! You robbed the vegetable seller?"

I saw all kinds of vegetables in the basket, cabbage, celery, bean sprouts, potatoes, eggplants, and dried beans, and there seemed to be a white-cut chicken underneath.Bai Ze clicked his tongue in amazement, "Didn't you always eat radish dipped in sauce for a week? I thought you might as well eat bugs with me. You were provoked by a ghost today?"

Mo Wu didn't want to ignore it, tore the cabbage into the basin, pushed it in front of Bai Ze: "Wash."

Bai Ze turned his head and looked at the fairy outside the door. Thinking that his master was a mortal and had to eat at this time, he suddenly had the motivation to wash the vegetables, fluttered his wings and got busy, more motivated than catching ghosts.

Xianjun stood outside the kitchen, quietly watching Mo Wu's work along the wide open door.

The sound of the collision between the kitchen knife and the cutting board is like the beating of a lively small drum. The onion, ginger, and garlic are chopped into fine pieces, and sprinkled into the hot oil pan, there is a crackling sound, and the aroma rises, rushing out of the kitchen , There was a commotion in one's stomach... Xianjun smelled the aroma that seduced the taste buds, and quietly looked at Mo Wu's back, waving a spatula to work.

... That person was always different in the indifferent and empty fairyland, and it seemed that it was also because of the lingering fireworks on him.

He is obviously a high-class immortal, his cultivation is far above all the immortals, and he obviously lives in the 33rd heaven where he has no desires and no desires. Instead, he behaves like a mortal person, drinking and eating meat, and acting recklessly, not to mention because he drank too much How many times he accidentally fell down to the mortal world, even if he premeditatedly took him to the Zhaxing Palace and sneaked down to the mortal world to eat, drink and have fun, the number of words is already innumerable.

Is there anything so good in the world?When I was not a fairy, I also rolled a few laps in this mortal world, and it was nothing more than that, why did I make that person so nostalgic and fascinated?

In the back kitchen, Mo Wu poured the chicken nuggets wrapped in egg whites into the oil pan, and the oil splashed all over, making a crackling sound. The aroma of the chicken wrapped in the onion, ginger, and garlic hit his appetite when he was flipped twice by the spatula. Even Bai Ze's bug-eating saliva swirled in his mouth a few times.

Mo Wu was busy in the kitchen without touching the floor. He probably never cooked several dishes at the same time. He seemed to be in a hurry. When he glanced casually, he saw that the fairy in white clothes neither came in to help nor returned to the house. At ease, he stood quietly in the yard and looked at himself.Those eyes were mixed with complex emotions, indescribable, as if they mixed together inquiry, doubt, expectation and even nostalgia, and finally turned into a pair of calm and smooth eyes.

Holding the spatula in his hand, Mo Wu asked doubtfully, "...what do you think I am doing?"

Xianjun looked natural: "I'm looking at when my food will be ready."

Waiting for a dish with such eyes... Mo Wu frowned, as if it was not unacceptable.

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