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

After a while, the two sat on both sides of the huge pear-blossom table in the dining room of the Qin residence. On the table were fragrant four dishes and one soup.

Mo Wu picked up the chopsticks and said, "I don't usually do these things, just eat them. Well, this fried chicken nugget looks pretty good."

"Thank you." Xian Jun picked up his chopsticks gracefully and politely, and then...

Put down the chopsticks.

"Not delicious?" Mo Wu looked at Xianjun suspiciously, then picked up a chopstick and tasted it, "Is it okay?"

Xianjun looked calm and said seriously: "It's too spicy."

"Oh, that stir-fried beef with celery is also fine."

Xianjun took a sip, "It's too salty."

Mo Wu glanced at him with a complicated expression, and pointed to another plate, "Fish-flavored eggplant."

Xianjun picked up his chopsticks and said, "It's too sour."

"Egg tomatoes."

"Too sweet."

"This ancestor," Mo Wufang leaned back on his chair, and said angrily, "Are you looking for trouble?"

Xianjun looked calm, and looked very pitiful, curiously asked: "Have you survived like this for so many years?"

Mo Wu: "..."

"I love to eat, but I'm hungry if I don't eat!" Mo Wu buried his head in his meal, letting the ancestor opposite him fend for himself.Fortunately, Xianjun tasted the last green vegetable tofu soup, and felt that he could barely eat it, so he drank it leisurely and leisurely.

After dinner, Mo Wu carried a jug of wine, went up the ladder to the room, lay on the roof and looked at the stars leisurely.

I saw the sky is vast, the sky is full of stars twinkling, paired with fine wine in my arms, the beauty is intoxicating.

Xianjun sat gracefully on the side, sipped the Fanxingzui in his cup, and said calmly after a while: "What did you find out about me?"

"Huh?" Mo Wubiao turned his head, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Cousin guessed it?"

"You are sure that I have something to do with the stone platform in Tianheng Mountain. With your temperament, you will not fail to investigate. What's more, when you come back today, you may have grown all your own vegetables." Xianjun looked calm, "It's just I am afraid that there are not many records about me in the mortal world, and I may have disappointed you."

"That's not true." Mo Wu snorted, "I searched for a whole hour in the collection pavilion of Wuwei Temple, and all I found were the ones from every puja, nothing new."

Mo Wu poured a sip of wine into his mouth and said, "But I'm curious. It's said in the record that you were extremely intelligent when you were young, and you read poetry and books well. You must stand out and glorify your ancestors, even your master back then wanted to persuade you to return to vulgarity, so why are you so focused on asking immortals?"

"People in the world have different pursuits, what's so strange about that." Xianjun looked at the stars in the sky, and gently shook the wine glass in his hand, "What do you plan to do about Tianheng Mountain?"

Mo Wu turned his head to look at him, as if he was not satisfied with the answer, but didn't delve into it, turned his head and put his hands behind his head, and said slowly: "We have walked this way, and we have encountered evil spirits four times."

Mo Wu stretched out his hand and pointed: "First there is a black shadow, then two red ghosts, followed by the Chongyin forest, and finally the demon formation outside the stone platform. Judging by the level, the black shadow and red ghosts are not to be feared. But judging from the stability and peace around Tianhengshang, the appearance of this black shadow and red stern is not right, not to mention the heavy yin forest that will be hard to see in hundreds of years later."

"There is also the Demon Realm Formation, which is obviously to deal with the things in the stone platform." Mo Wu tapped the wine jar with his fingers, "There are two upper and lower coffins in the stone platform, but anyone with long eyes can see that the upper one is controlling the lower one." , since it is an opposing relationship, which one should the Demon Realm Formation deal with? Or should we deal with both?" Mo Wu turned to look at Xianjun, "...cousin, can't reveal anything?"

"It's not impossible." Xianjun took a sip of wine, "The one below who was suppressed by the Genshan curse is a big demon. During the battle between immortals and demons, he destroyed three large formations in the fairy world with his own strength. It was suppressed in Tianheng Mountain. The method of opening the stone platform..."

Xianjun paused, and glanced at Mo Wu with a gloomy expression, "I didn't expect anyone to know."

"It's just a coincidence." Mo Wu didn't have the slightest interest in exchanging secrets, so he paused and said, "Genshan Great Curse? One of the Eight Yin-Yang Curses?"

Xianjun nodded and praised: "Although you are ignorant, you are not so illiterate."

"I have to make a living anyway." Mo Wu continued: "The most likely situation is that people in the demon world want to use formations to deal with the things that suppress the demons in the stone platform. Yin Forest has come to protect the formation."

"But since that's the case," Mo Wu frowned slightly, "Why did the formation fail again? Could it be that the formation matched the Genshan curse? And the female ghost in the wedding dress looks at least like a ghost king Level, but the aura on her body...is a bit strange."

"The 'forestryers' in the Chongyin Forest have always been independent. The recorded dispatches in the Chongyin Forest are all for the personal grievances of the foresters themselves. They have never been assigned by outsiders." Xianjun said: "Whether the female ghost No matter what your identity is, you should not be deployed by others to help the formation."

"Indeed," Mo Wu rolled over and sat up, "There are also Hei Ying and Hong Li, if there are higher-level people to deploy, even the Chongyin Forest will come, and Lord Yan will be there in person, so how many little ghosts do you need? It doesn't make sense."

Xianjun looked at him calmly, without speaking.

Mo Wu thought for a moment, then suddenly met Shang Xianjun's eyes, was slightly taken aback, shrank back, and said vigilantly: "...Why are you looking at me again?"

"Curiosity." Xianjun looked at him, with a pair of scorpions shining under the starlight, "Today you entered Tianheng Mountain with Wuweiguan for 50 taels of silver. Now there is no silver for you, and you Why bother with Tianheng Mountain?"

After hearing this, Mo Wu was speechless for a moment, and after a while, he lazily walked back and chuckled, "Guess."

Xianjun looked at him and said nothing.

"I'm also curious." Mo Wu took a sip of wine, half-lyed on the roof, leaned towards Xianjun, lowered his voice, sounded a little hoarse, and said mysteriously: "My cousin's Things, all, are curious."

"Oh?" Xianjun seemed very interested, and said, "Why is this?"

Mo Wu took a sip of wine very boldly, blinked at Xianjun, but said nothing, his eyes narrowed slightly, like a cunning cat.

Tianheng Mountain.

The night is already deep, the pale last quarter moon hangs high in the sky, the cold moonlight illuminates the ghostly shadows of the woods in the mountains, and the creatures fall into a deep sleep. In between, two sleepless blackbirds fly past the woods, startling the ghostly claws. The branches trembled a few times.

Sen Luo walked slowly on the mountain road.

The cool wind blew past, and his thick black robe swayed with the wind a few times. If it weren't for the two bright red candle dragons swimming slowly on the black robe, it seemed that the whole person had melted into the deep and shallow in the shallow darkness.The snow-white half of his face exposed under the huge hood was a little colder under the moonlight, but the three parts of the red lips that were reflected were more red.

He walked neither fast nor slow, as if he was thinking about something, and it seemed that the thing he wanted to see had been there for a long time, and he was not in a hurry.After a while, he walked around a forest, and it suddenly became clear to him that it was the open space on the stone platform that no one visited during the day.

Sen Luo was taken aback for a moment.

On the stone platform, I saw a young woman standing in the middle of the stone platform, wearing a dilapidated old wedding dress, the red has faded into a mottled light color, like fainted light-colored rouge, and the red hijab on her head is as bright as The blood seemed to have just been scooped up from a pool of blood.

She just stood there quietly, letting the pale moonlight cast down, without leaving any shadow on the stone platform, as if it was just a phantom, and like a vain statue that had stood for many years.

Sen Luo paused, then walked over calmly, stood still under the stone platform, bent the corners of his mouth, cupped his hands, and said, "Master Yan Luo."

The woman in the wedding dress didn't move, she stared at Sen Luo through the bright red hijab. After a while, she opened her mouth, her voice seemed to come from all directions, it was soft and quiet, as if a strong force would be cut off, there was no sadness and no pain. Xi said: "Why are you here?"

"Why did Lord Yanluo appear here?" Sen Luo lowered his arms, "I think our purpose should be the same."

"Now there are only four of the 36 chapters in the Demon Realm. You and I shouldn't leave the Demon Realm at the same time." Yan Luo's voice floated, and it sounded like she didn't care, "Especially at this time."

"Now that the Prime Minister of the Immortal Realm has broken the seal, the Demon Realm should be cautious." Sen Luo said, "However, my Seven Departments have always been accused of inquiring about information and grasping variables. I have also been ordered by Your Majesty to come here this time."

Yan Luo looked at Sen Luo for a moment, and then said softly: "If you can be sent here in person, it can only be news from the Prime Minister of Tantian Realm."

Sen Luo didn't deny it, paused, and said again: "The six parts are also guarding the royal city, Lord Yanluo is here in the mortal world at this time."

Yandiao didn't answer.She didn't seem to care about this question, and she seemed to be in a daze, and after a while, she didn't answer the question and asked: "You set up the Seven Killing Formation?"

Sen Luo shook his head, "If it were me, there would be no need for the time-consuming and labor-intensive Seven Kills."

Yanluo nodded, seeming to agree with what he said.At this moment, there was a soft sound from behind the tree not far away, followed by the sound of footsteps running hurriedly to the distance. .

"It seems that someone is eavesdropping." The corner of Sen Luo's mouth was bent, and the bright red lips curved a very pleasant arc on the pale face. Without turning his head, he raised his left hand slightly, and the chaotic footsteps suddenly It stopped, replaced by the sound of falling to the ground.

Sen Luo naturally picked up what he just said, as if it was just an insignificant episode: "Master Yanluo, don't worry, what you want to do, your lord will help you complete it sooner or later, you don't have to worry."

Yanluo looked at him for a moment, "...he taught you very well."

Didn't say who it was, but both of them knew each other.Sen Luo smiled, "That's natural."

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