The devil attacks me every day

The flamingos flying all over the sky were flying beside the two of them, their long red tails were tinged with fire, and they fell one by one in the rain, transpiring the surrounding rainwater, and forming a layer of white mist.

The hand holding Meng Qi'an was dry and warm.He looked up, and saw that the man was wearing a dark blue dress with a jade belt around his waist, and the simple cloud pattern of Huanyunzong on the collar and cuffs.

Looking up, the handsome face as fair as jade can't pick out any flaws. He is smiling, full of nobility.

It was raining heavily, and Zhuang Nanhai, who was standing in the crowd, raised his head, and the raindrops fell overwhelmingly.He didn't even blink his eyes, raised his wet face and looked at the two people in the rain.

"Gudong." Lu Zhixue felt the coercion of the master gradually increased. As a ghost who spared her life, she was really a little timid in the face of the inexplicably powerful character, and said weakly: "Master... we, we There is still something to look for in Huanyun..."

Hei Ya instinctively sensed that the person who was afraid just now was the person in the rain curtain.He didn't know where the master's hostility came from, and the terrible coercion of the master came and went quickly, so he didn't intervene.

The people around felt a sudden chill all over their bodies, and couldn't help shivering. The coldness came and went quickly, and they returned to normal after a while.

Zhuang Nanhai didn't speak.He didn't seem to hear Lu Zhixue's voice, the wet hair stuck to his neck, and was hidden down into the skirt of his clothes.

Meng Qi'an felt uncomfortable all over.

He quickly withdrew his hand, and with a sway of his body, Chiyang Sword immediately caught him, and stood side by side with Shu Cang Zhu in the air.

After saluting respectfully, Meng Qi'an smiled and said, "Thank you."

Obviously they were not too close, but Meng Qi'an always felt that his breath fell between his brows, and an uncomfortable warmth slowly hit his body.

"I'm writing Cang Zhu." The man on the opposite side reported his family name very naturally.

Meng Qi'an froze for a moment, then said, "I know."

On the contrary, Shu Cangzhu had an expression of interest, and asked, "Little friend, have you ever met me?"

"No." Meng Qi'an's smile began to show a little alienation, and he replied, "It's rare to see saints, let alone this is Cangyun Peak."

Shu Cangzhu seems to be different from the rumors.Not only did he not have the lofty airs of the Holy Master Yaoxiu, but he was very friendly, nodded casually, and said: "It's boring, it seems that everyone can recognize me."

"..." Meng Qi'an didn't accept these words, nor did he not accept them.

Leaving aside who the saint of Cangyun Peak is, there is no need to think too much. First of all, they don't seem to be familiar enough to joke with each other.

"The name of the Holy One is known to the world, and Zhao Qian is no exception." He flattered silently and exchanged his name with him.

The rain is getting heavier.

Meng Qi'an felt that the rain made it difficult for him to open his eyes, so he squinted them.

Shu Cangzhu didn't know what he was thinking, the two of them looked at each other silently for a long time, he suddenly tapped lightly towards a flamingo, and the flamingo flew to his side with flapping wings, extremely obedient.

A crimson tail was pulled out and handed to Meng Qi'an.

Meng Qi'an pursed his lips, and asked knowingly: "...Holy One, what do you mean?"

Seeing that he didn't answer, Shu Cang Zhu grabbed Meng Qi'an's hand and put the Flamingo's tail on his palm.The sudden approach brought a strong scent of medicine, Shu Cangzhu's warm voice fell on his ears: "Next time, remember to throw away Yancao."

Meng Qi'an's pupils vibrated with anxiety.There was no trace of anger on the face of Shu Cangzhu who was close at hand, it seemed that he said this sentence to him out of concern.

"Why... say that?" Meng Qi'an's voice was a little dry, he unconsciously licked the rain on his lips, and asked nervously.

"Here." Shu Cangzhu lightly poked his chest with his slender fingers, and smiled, "I smell it."

It was the remaining Yancao pill.

That's why those flamingos only attacked him, not Deacon Ruan...

Meng Qi'an showed embarrassment, and faltered: "I...I am..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Shu Cang Zhu.

He waved his fingers in front of Meng Qi'an, and said indifferently: "It's just something I don't need, it's okay. Next time if I need something, Zhao Xiaoyou will come to me directly."

Seeing the puzzlement and anxiety on the young man's face, Shu Cang Zhu added: "I know you, Zhao Qian. Yaowei told me about you."

Was it because of Su Yaowei that he received special treatment from this person?

He and the real Su Yaowei have only met twice, so they can't be regarded as acquaintances, let alone a relationship.

After thinking about it, Meng Qi'an couldn't find even one reason.He didn't know Shu Cang Zhu a hundred years ago, and he still doesn't know him a hundred years later. Why is this person so weird, and he said 'come and find me' when he first met?Are they that familiar?

But how could he ask such a question face to face in the book Cang Zhu.Shu Cangzhu's kindness to him is the demeanor of the sage, but if he insists on getting to the bottom of it, it is his ignorance.

"Okay." He could only answer in this way: "Thank you, Your Holiness."

Shu Cangzhu doesn't like to get wet in the rain, and neither does Meng Qi'an.The two chatted casually for a few more words, Shu Cangzhu shut the restless Flamingo back to the barrier, and completed the formation himself.

Master Yaoxiu often retreats, and the children on Cangyun Peak rarely have the opportunity to see the true face of Shu Cangzhu.They squeezed forward to get a few more glimpses of Yaoxiu Shengzun, so Meng Qi'an took advantage of the crowd and slipped back.

Probably because of an innate sixth sense, Meng Qi'an felt that his life in Huanyun might not be/too/safe/stable.

I hope that Zhuang Nanhai will find what he wants as soon as possible. Meng Qi'an can't stay in this ghost place for a day.

Back in the room, Meng Qi'an was wet all over. He had been drenched in the rain for a long time, and was soaked from the inside to the outside. The cloth stuck to his body, which made him a little uncomfortable.

Sure enough, Zhuang Nanhai was still not there.

Meng Qi'an didn't know what he was expecting, so he sighed lightly, then shook his head, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

The corners of the clothes were dripping with water, and the clothes were ruined by the rain-soaked Yancao balls. There was a strong smell of herbs all over the body, and there was a green patch on the front of the white skirt, which was gradually Seep out.

He took off his outer robe, casually put it on the chair, then tore off his inner garment, twisted the hem together, and the water flowed all over the floor.

Finding a dry handkerchief, Meng Qi'an took off his inner garment, wiped it casually on his body, and pulled his belt. He was about to find a clean suit when he turned around and saw Zhuang Nanhai appearing in front of him.

"..." When did he appear? !

Meng Qi'an didn't know why countless emotions like embarrassment, embarrassment, and sullenness flashed through his head, and then turned into a dry sentence: "You are back."

The young man was drenched all over.

The tail of the hair dripped into the water continuously, slid down the bare chest, crossed the beautiful abdominal muscles, and ambiguously disappeared into the slightly loosened waistband of the trousers.

His body is beautiful.The neck is slender, the shoulders are broad and the waist is thin.The young man's figure is very healthy, neither too thin nor too strong, and his smooth muscles hide extremely strong explosive power.Zhuang Nanhai knew that he had seen such a vigorous young man in his dream.

But this beautiful body was scarred by evil cultivators.A long welt stretched from the slender neck down to the chest, and there was another one hooked around the waist, which could be vaguely seen connecting to the back.

"I'm back." Zhuang Nanhai's eyes seemed to be on fire, and when they fell on Meng Qi'an's body, Meng Qi'an felt that his naked body was burning hot.

The boy's eyes were astonishingly beautiful, and there was an imperceptible shyness in them.He already had a pair of peach blossom eyes, and when he was expressionless, his eyes always looked like they were moving. At this moment, he was carrying an emotion that he usually couldn't see, and it was even more shining, which made Zhuang Nanhai wish he could drown in the pair of dark pupils. .

awkward.

Very embarrassing.

Meng Qi'an's muscles tensed up, but he thought again, since we are all men, it's not a big deal to be honest with each other, so he pretended to be calm and went to get clean clothes, put them on his body, and said: "These few days What are you busy with today?"

The white underclothes covered several black scars on the young man's body, Zhuang Nanhai looked away reluctantly, his voice was a little hoarse, and he replied, "Look for something."

"..." Meng Qi'an was already immune to Zhuang Nanhai's answer that had been said countless times.Looking for something, looking for something?How many things are you looking for?

He decided not to continue the subject.

Tick, tick.

A puddle of water soon accumulated at Zhuang Nanhai's feet.

Meng Qi'an was wiping his hair to hide his embarrassment, when he heard the sound of water, he realized that Zhuang Nanhai was also soaked through.But he never had loose hair on his forehead, and even when it was wet, he still looked so serious that you couldn't see it unless you looked carefully.

"Why did you get caught in the rain?" Zhuang Nanhai is clearly beyond the realm of a saint, and today he can avoid water by reading Cang Zhu. If he is also a saint, Zhuang Nanhai would not be in such a mess.

I don't know if it was Meng Qi'an's delusion, but Zhuang Nanhai's expressionless face revealed some 'wronged' expression."I'm waiting for someone," he said.

"Waiting for someone?" Meng Qi'an just wanted to quickly change into clean clothes to get rid of the embarrassment, and after receiving the information in his brain, seventy to eighty percent of the story was directly filtered out, and he replied perfunctorily: "Oh, oh, you are looking for something, so wait for someone ?”

Zhuang Nanhai didn't answer. For a while, there was only the sound of water dripping in the room, which was clear and sweet.

"No." After a long time, Zhuang Nanhai's voice came: "I'm waiting for someone."

He repeated it again, more solemnly.

Meng Qi'an was even more puzzled, he waited for someone, and he could hear him once he said it.It can be seen that Zhuang Nanhai didn't seem to be in a high mood. Meng Qian was worried that something happened to him and he was in a bad mood, so he hurriedly took out a clean suit from the closet and handed it to him: "Do you want to change?"

Zhuang Nanhai was even angrier.

His spiritual power shook, and his drenched body dried up in an instant from head to toe.

Zhuang Nanhai sat down on the bed, his tone a little displeased: "No change."

The author has something to say: Zhuang Nanhai: I am 192 years old and 130 years old. I am a saint, but I am still a baby.

Thanks to Zhan Xiaomao for the landmine~Nanfeng little baby feeds the nutrient solution~

Thanks to Liluo x10, Crane Wu and Shanfeng x5, Yu Nan x12, Feng and Sky x36 for feeding the nutrient solution~

Recently, I ran out of manuscripts, and I am writing with a bald head... 555 courtship?