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

The God of War woke up, and the fairyland was full of fanfare and excitement for ten days, just like the New Year in the mortal world.

Ten days later, the attitude of the immortals gradually changed.

After another ten days, immortals began to weep and knock on the door of Tianyuan Palace.

In another ten days, more and more immortals will be beating their chests and blocking the gate of Tianyuan Palace, just like 300 years ago.

In the Tianyuan Palace, the fairy sighed softly after comforting a certain fairy who had just been teased by Mo Wu a few days ago.

Siming on one side raised his thumbs and praised frequently: "With my own strength, I have doubled the work of the prime minister. If you look at the nine heavens, ten lands, all seas and barren lands, only the God of War has this ability."

Xianjun raised his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and said, "What did he do today?"

"Today is fine," Si Ming bowed his head and said calmly, "It's just that I drank too much wine and fell into the mortal world again."

Xianjun gave a hand.

"Bu'er Immortal Lord has already gone to look for him. Looking at the time, he should have found someone. The prime minister doesn't have to worry."

Xianjun shook his head and chuckled helplessly.

mortal world.

"Okay, ancestor, let's go back." Buer pushed the man who was sleeping on the grass by the river with the jug in his arms, and said, "Go back to sleep."

Mo Wu snorted and turned his back to him.

Bu Er sat next to him helplessly looking up at the sky.

With the sound of a gong, the dirt road by the river became lively, and many vendors came from a distance, heading in another direction, with the sound of gongs and drums interspersed, and intermittently someone shouted, "The market is open!"

Mo Wu turned over and sat up, his eyes lit up, "Look!"

Buer snorted, and no one had already walked forward before he spoke, so Buer rolled his eyes and had no choice but to follow him in the direction of the market.

The bazaar is very lively, people who sip their own fruits, and those who are doing their best to get into the ring of fire, are crowded and crowded, full of mortal fireworks.Mo Wu wandered around inside, finding everything interesting, but he didn't buy anything along the way.

The two walked past a stall selling hairpins, and in front of the stall stood a pair of Bi people, like a newlywed couple, with deep affection in their eyes, like glue.The peddler smiled all over his face, "Young master, buy a hairpin for my wife? Look at our beautiful hairpin, which is just right for my lady who is as beautiful as a flower! Look, this bu yao carved with butterflies is not bad! "

The young man looked at his little lady with a smile, took the step, gently inserted it into his wife's hair, looked at it, and praised: "It's really beautiful."

The little lady smiled shyly, her eyes full of sweetness.

The two picked out two hairpins and left satisfied.Mo Wu watched for a while, then walked over with a lift of his feet.

Bu Er was baffled, but since this ancestor could do anything, he followed him honestly.

Seeing someone coming again, the peddler greeted with a smile on his face: "My lord, what do you want to buy?"

"I also bought something for my wife."

Buer on one side rolled his eyes.

"Master, you really have a good eye. The jewelry we have here is the best in the whole city. If you buy it back, there will be no Madam who doesn't like it. You can give Madam one, and Madam will definitely like it!"

Mo Wu was very happy when he heard this, he glanced around all the hairpins in his eyes, and said: "My wife has a special temper, she doesn't like these." He pointed to the neatly arranged young master's fan, and said: "I It's nice to see these."

"It seems that Madam is an elegant person!" Pointing at the fan, the peddler boasted, "Our fan is also very good. All the gentlemen in the city are full of praise once they have it. You can choose your fan!"

Mo Wu took a look at the fan, some were landscapes, some were inscriptions, the level of which was incomparable to that of the Immortal Lord, so Mo Wu didn't look too much, picking and picking, and suddenly saw a pair of misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River in ink, although his painting skills were average , but the artistic conception is enough, Mo Wu picked it up with a smile, "That's all!"

"Sir, you have a good eye!" The peddler complimented, "This is painted by our best painter, master, and it costs twenty copper coins."

Mo Wuzi didn't bring any money, so he went down to look for him anxiously, so he didn't bring any money.Mo Wu thought about it, and put the sapphire jug in his hand on the stall, "Take this instead!"

The peddler's eyes were vicious, and when he saw the carving and texture of the jug, his eyes straightened, and he said, "Young master, don't tease me, this jug is worth a gold ingot at the pawnshop, my fan... "

"If he is happy, how about rewarding you with a gold ingot? Take it." Mo Wu looked at the fan happily, turned around and walked away amidst the hawker's excited thank you, and said, "You Look at Jiangnan Misty Rain, isn't it very similar to the young prime minister?"

Bu Er glanced at the fan, the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the vastness of mist, is the same as the prime minister's gentle and gentle son-in-law air, and Fu Er's expression is complicated: "Are you sure it's Madam?"

"That's natural!" Mo Wushu took it for granted, "I've been chasing her for hundreds of years, but she's my wife."

Bu Er's expression became more and more complicated, "I think the prime minister may have a different opinion."

"Impossible!" Mo Wu raised his eyebrows and said, "In terms of immortal age and physical fitness, which one am I not better than him? It's my wife."

"But obviously the prime minister is the reliable one." Bu Er said: "Except for a few major events in these years, when did you not listen to him?"

"That's me making the pretty little fairy happy!" Mo Wu said disgustedly, "What do you know?"

"I see." Buer nodded perfunctorily: "It seems that everyone in the fairy world has misunderstood you."

Mo Wu looked at him vigilantly, "What did they misunderstand me?"

"It's nothing," Buer said, "It's just that everyone feels that the prime minister spoils you too much. You, thank God for not causing trouble for the prime minister."

Mo Wu stared at him for a moment, then resented, "We're all waiting! Show you how I pamper him!"

Mortal world, imperial city palace.

The young emperor was listening to the emperor's teacher's lecture, and he was talking about a vision that fell from the sky hundreds of years ago. The stars in the sky were orbiting, and suddenly they lined up in a straight line without warning, as if the sky was divided into two halves. It was truly spectacular.

The emperor was fascinated by what he heard, and asked quickly. Later, the emperor stroked his beard and said slowly: "The line remained for a while, and then it changed into two, forming a word for 'person'. God warned, the emperor knows Is it meaningful?"

The emperor shook his head, "Master, please clarify."

"This is heaven's warning to the emperor. If people are not first, the world will be divided into two sooner or later."

The emperor was enlightened, and nodded again and again: "The gods have pity on them, and they are warning the royal family. It is really well-intentioned."

"At that time, Gaozu understood the warning from heaven and was terrified in his heart. He issued three sins in succession. On the second day, he bathed and burned incense, fasted plain oysters, and worshiped heaven at the Temple of Heaven for ten days."

The emperor praised: "Gaozu is dedicated to the people, and he is a role model for the widows."

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

A little inner eunuch ran into the hall in a panic, his voice was so frightened that he could cry: "Your Majesty, go out and have a look! The stars in the sky! The stars..."

The emperor stood up abruptly, "What happened to the stars?"

"The stars form two words!"

The emperor shook his body and ran out of the hall without caring about his dignity.

fairyland.

"My God!" All the immortals walked out of the palace, looking at the stars above the sky, some anxious and some watching, chirping, talking endlessly, "Hurry up and find the prime minister! Only the prime minister can manage them. !"

Someone ran to Tianyuan Palace long ago, without saying a word, just by looking at his expression, the Immortal Lord knew that that person must be a demon again, so he put down his wolf hair, and said calmly: "Speak slowly."

"God of War, God of War..." The messenger ran out of breath, pointed to the door and said, "God of War wrote in the sky with stars again!"

Xianjun paused, and said: "Go and ask Yunwu Xianjun to cover the cloud, so that no one in the world can see it again, I will go there now."

"Yes!" The man turned his head and ran away again, Xianjun shook his head helplessly, got up and walked towards Zhaxing Palace.

Hurried all the way to Zhaxing Palace, there were already many immortals crowded around outside, they gave way out when they saw him coming.Xianjun walked in, and the door closed automatically, isolating the hustle and bustle outside.

He walked to the center of the yard and looked up, and saw the man sitting cross-legged on the eaves, as if waiting for him.The sky was full of stars, and the man was sitting under the starry sky, his pretty eyes sparkled, his cheeks were slightly rosy, he tilted his head to look at him with a smile on his face, and said, "Little Prime Minister, do you like it?"

Above the sky, dotted with stars, was written the word "Yan Heng".

Xianjun's heart was hooked in a serious manner.

The man looked at him with a smile on his face, as if offering a treasure, as if he was waiting for an answer.Xianjun looked at the man quietly for a moment, the expression in his eyes gradually darkened, like a quiet lake under a moonlit night, unable to see clearly the countless inexplicable things hidden in it.

Xian Junfei stood in front of him with his body on the eaves, looking at him silently with his dark eyes, Mo Wu raised his head, because he looked up, he looked innocent again, he raised his hand to scratch his face, then lowered his head, He asked in a puzzled voice, "...don't you like it?"

Xianjun squatted down, looked at him for a moment, and then kissed him without a word, his fingers hooked his chin without hesitation.

The fragrance of the bamboo forest lingers in the nostrils, like a dream that makes people unwilling to wake up.

Mo Wu felt the man's kiss from shallow to deep in a daze. It was very gentle at first, just like that man's gentleness like water, and then gradually became overbearing, prying open his lips and teeth, attacking the city unscrupulously, as if he wanted to leave no room for him. Occupying every inch, lips and tongues intertwined, and their hearts became chaotic together, without realizing it, their brains had been taken away by that person, and the whole person was dumbfounded, as soft as a puddle of water.

The next moment, his waist tightened, and Mo Wu felt his feet were lifted off the ground, he was hugged horizontally, and flew down the eaves into the house.

Picking stars outside the palace.

After Bai Ze heard that Mo Wu was harming Xing Xing again, he flew over with the mentality of watching the excitement and not being afraid of big troubles. He didn't come enough by himself, and pulled a few other fairy birds from the heaven.When flying to the outside of the Zhaixing Palace, the timing was good, just in time to see the Prime Minister holding Mo Wu down the eaves with a calm expression, and Mo Wu was nestled in his arms with a blank expression, and he didn't know if he was frightened.

Bai Ze schadenfreudely flapped his wings, "If you can piss off someone as good-tempered as the Prime Minister, you will definitely get beaten up this time!"

"No way..." Xianqin next to him hesitated and said, "Prime Minister is such a gentle person..."

"No matter how gentle a person is, there will be a day when he can't stand being provoked." Bai Ze shook his head and said, "It must be true!"

A moment later, Mo Wu's exclaimed "Ah!" came from Zhaixing Palace as expected, it seemed to be in severe pain, and the ending hooked slightly upwards, with some unthinkable hesitation.

Bai Ze nodded in satisfaction, and said to Xianqin beside him, "I just said I'm going to be beaten up? Yes!"

A few more intermittent voices came out, and the fairy bird next to him didn't know why, so he said doubtfully, "It doesn't sound like a heavy hand has been made."

"That's natural. Prime Minister, who is he? He's not a butcher." Bai Ze said flatteredly, "Let's go! It's insane to hear people being beaten, just wait and see how he looks like tomorrow."

The fairy birds nodded one after another, followed Bai Ze and left with fluttering wings.

The next morning, Mo Wu slowly opened his eyes.

When he moved just now, he bared his teeth, and all the bones in his body seemed to be broken and reattached, especially the waist, which was probably broken into several pieces.

He was stunned for a moment, and the scenes of last night slowly returned to his mind, like fireworks exploding one after another.The expression on his face was changing. After digesting for a long time, he slowly turned around while sucking in the air-conditioning, and he saw a sleeping face with picturesque eyebrows.

Xianjun's eyes were quietly closed, like waterfalls of black hair scattered on the couch, his chest was half-opened, the hooked man's mind flickered, the black feather-like eyelashes on his face drooped, and his facial features were like finely crafted treasures , even though this face has been seen for hundreds of years, it is still so beautiful that it makes people's hearts tremble when it suddenly comes into view.

I have to say that when I wake up in the morning, I can see such a picture, even if my waist is broken into a few knots, it is worth it.

Mo Wu enjoyed watching for a moment, calmed his mind, sank his face, and raised his hand to attack the man hard, but when he looked down and saw the beautiful muscle lines on the man's chest, he swallowed and patted He looked at the man and said angrily, "Hey! Wake up!"

Xianjun didn't open his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, he raised his hand and put it on his back, rubbed it gently, and said in a warm voice: "After a night of tossing, don't you want to sleep for a while?"

The voice carried a low hoarseness that had just woken up, and it went directly to the heart along the ears.Mo Wu's heart trembled, and he sneered again.

Heh, now you have become gentle and refined again, you were not like this last night!

He didn't answer, Xianjun thought he was uncomfortable, and the strength in his hands became lighter.Mo Wu felt comfortable being rubbed, his heart softened, and he secretly told himself to be steady—how could he be fooled by sugar-coated bullets about such a big matter as who gets on and who gets off!

The dignified God of War doesn't want to lose face!

Mo Wu snorted coldly, "Please explain to me."

"Huh?" Xianjun slowly opened his eyes, looking at him with ink-painted eyes, and said in a calm manner: "Last night, you were the one who took off my clothes first, and you didn't let me get out of bed to get a towel after holding me It was you who cleaned you, why do you want me to explain?"

"You're still wronged, aren't you?!" Mo Wuyi stared, pointing at his waist and speaking incoherently: "I...you...I..."

"Today, I will go to Lord Yaoshi to ask for two pieces of medicine for you."

Mo Wu stared: "How dare you!"

"Okay, I dare not." With a smile on Xianjun's lips, "If the dignified God of War is willing to use his cultivation base to recover, this small injury will naturally be nothing to worry about."

Mo Wu got the compliment and felt a lot better, then he glared: "Only this time!"

"Okay." Xian Jun took the man into his arms again, kissed him lightly on the forehead, and said softly, "Can you bear it again?"

Mo Wu stared at him, and after a while: "... I can bear it."

Xianjun smiled softly, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle like the wind in April.

Fragmented whispers came from the half-covered curtain, which turned into intermittent groans, the bed rose and fell, and the room was filled with an ambiguous and sweet atmosphere.

Guan Chenzi was holding the gadget that Mo Wu was going to take to the deep sea to bring to Yan Yun in his hand, walked to the door of the living room, heard the faint voice coming from the room, turned around and walked away with no expression on his face. After a few steps, the corners of his mouth curled into a shallow arc imperceptibly.

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under the deep sea.

It is dark here, the sky is covered with blackness, although there is no water, but the oppression of the deep sea hangs above the head, people can't breathe under the pressure, and the surrounding is silent, so quiet that it makes people mad, it is the cruelest prison in the world.

However, Tianying didn't think so.

He felt very happy, so happy that he felt that this was the most beautiful place in the world.

Because there is that person here, except for the god of war in the fairy world who occasionally comes here, there are only him and that person here.

He often drilled upwards into the sea to explore the underwater world to the greatest extent possible. After finding a night pearl by chance, finding the night pearl became the thing he was most interested in besides staying quietly beside that person.

He held a night pearl that was bigger than a deep-sea flying crab and went back to the house built by corals under the sea. There was already a wall of night pearls in the room, shining brightly, illuminating the room clearly and also illuminating the person at the table. more and more beautiful.

The man was slender, thin, and looked a little thin.At this time, he was quietly sitting at the table reading a book, elegant and distant, like an ungraspable soul, his cold white skin glowed with a faint silvery brilliance under the reflection of the night pearl, like a pearl.

Tianying leaned out of the window and watched quietly for a while, then entered the house with the night pearl in her hands, walked up to the man, handed the pearl forward as if offering a treasure, and said, "Xianjun, I found another one." !"

Yan Yun raised his head, glanced at the bead, then at the wet Tianying, and said calmly, "Go and change clothes."

"Okay." Tianying replied, turned around and sneezed.At this time, he had almost lost all his mana, even if he was looking for the Ye Mingzhu, he basically swam slowly like a normal person, he was hungry and tired, his body was covered with water, he sneezed and shivered from the cold.

Yanyun put down the book, went to the side, picked up a handkerchief and came back to wipe Tianying's hair.Tianying was taller than him, Yanyun raised his head slightly and said, "Ye Mingzhu will not be lost again, what are you in a hurry for?"

Tianying lowered her head, as if admitting her mistake, and said, "I'm afraid that Xianjun can't read clearly and his eyes will be tired."

Yan Yun paused, then continued to wipe.

"Xianjun...you..." Tianying drooped her head, not daring to look at him, and said, "Do you hate me?"

"What do you hate?"

"If I didn't have me, Xianjun would still be a Shangxian who is admired by tens of thousands of people, living in the fairyland with carved railings and painted buildings, and is leisurely and carefree every day, instead of being punished in this dark hell..."

Yan Yun said indifferently: "I was punished for doing something wrong myself, what does it have to do with you?"

Tianying raised his eyes to look at him, the water-stained skin reflected by his black clothes became more and more fair, and his expression was forbearing, like a wronged little beast.

Yanyun paused, took the veil off Tianying's head, clenched the hand holding the veil slightly, his voice trembling imperceptibly, "...you don't want me here?"

Tianying lowered his head and said nothing, there was a desperate silence in the air.

Yan Yun's heart sank gradually. He maintained his superficial calm and turned around slowly. Before he could turn around, the person behind him suddenly stepped forward and hugged him tightly, and buried his furry head that was still wet. Neck, arms tightly, and the voice came out vaguely: "...Xianjun, I am afraid that one day you will suddenly not want me again, and go away by yourself."

The ferocious and ruthless god who once stirred up the Three Realms turned upside down, and now he has turned back to the uneasy little black phoenix who just arrived in the heaven.

Yan Yun's heart softened, and he said softly: "Why do you say that?"

Tianying hugged her arms a little tighter, as if she was afraid that the person in her arms would disappear suddenly, and said in a low voice: "I am born a bad person, and even my own people don't want me. In this world, only Xianjun is right. I'm good, Xianjun asked me to be a good person, so I will be a good person, after all, good people and bad people don't matter to me. But later... Later, Xianjun disappeared because of me."

Tianying paused for a moment, with a heavy nasal voice, and said: "...I hate myself, the whole Three Realms, and the gods in Heaven. I want everyone to die together and be buried with the immortals!"

Yan Yun sighed lightly and did not speak.

"So he became a bad person again, and became a look that Xianjun didn't like." Tianying said in a muffled voice: "Now Xianjun has come back to life and is still by my side. There are only two of us here, so good, so good It's like a dream... But I'm afraid that I will wake up suddenly one day, or come back from the outside after going out for too long, and suddenly find that the fairy is gone, and the fairy doesn't want me anymore, so I leave me here alone, and go back Go to Heaven to find the gods in Changbai, completely forget about me..."

Yanyun gently pushed him, Tianying hugged him tightly, and did not let go like a rascal.

"...Why did I never want you to live?" Yan Yun put down his hand, his voice was soft, as if a little helpless, "I didn't do it before, and I won't do it in the future."

Tianying let go of his hand and looked at him cautiously, "...Really?"

"Yeah." Yan Yun smiled lightly, "Really."

"Then..." Tianying looked at him nervously with black and white eyes, and said, "I, can I... can, kiss you?"

Yan Yun was startled.

"Just, just... just one moment." Tianying stood there, like a child who was at a loss, rubbing his clothes nervously, and stuttered: "If it doesn't work, forget it, Xianjun, don't be angry... "

Yan Yun looked at him quietly for a moment, with mixed emotions in his heart, and his heart was pounding, but his superficial calm did not change.After a while, she opened her mouth lightly, her voice a little hoarse, and said, "Okay, you can kiss."

Tianying looked at him in disbelief, swallowed with a movement of his throat, and leaned over slightly trembling a moment later.

The unfamiliar and clumsy kiss has no rules, full of devotion and tenderness.

Hundreds of years of ups and downs passed before Yan Yun's eyes, and those restrained, crazy, hesitant, and resolute choices were all blown away by the wind in this strange kiss, turning into dust and disappearing.

worth it.he thinks.

Let all the past be buried under this isolated deep sea, and then a flower will bloom in this uninhabited darkness.

very nice.

The author has something to say: I love you guys! ~

See you next time, little angels, Jiumi! ~

Thanks to "Arisn_" little angel for the grenade~

Thanks to the little angel "Helpless I" for mine~