[Anti-Soviet] Desires are endless, and the numbers are immortal

Conferred God---Chapter 6

In the small pavilion surrounded by hundreds of flowers, a yawn broke the originally quiet space. Bai Yue stood up and stretched: "Haha~ It's been two hours, why haven't we arrived yet?"

Zhan Shuang sat cross-legged on the cold stone chair and lowered his eyes to rest: "Don't worry, I'm waiting."

After a long time, three figures approached in the distance, Qing He cupped his hands apologetically: "Qing He has seen two senior brothers and sisters, and kept them waiting for a long time."

Zhan Shuang opened her eyes and looked at Bai Yue with a smile: "Look, it's almost here." Turning to Qinghe, "It's okay, sit down."

Qing He introduced the two demons beside him to Zhan Shuang and the two: "Qing He thank you, senior brother, these two are the people appointed by Empress Nuwa to kill different people, the one on the left is the sparrow demon Su Ye and the one on the right is the fox demon Ranshuang." Qing He is ambiguous Smile, "These two are extremely loving Taoist couples."

Suye pulled Ranshuang who was expressionless but blushing: "Suye met two fellow Taoists, this is Ranshuang." With an apologetic face, "Sorry, he's a little shy."

Zhan Shuang raised her hand to signal everyone to take their seats: "I am Chanjiao Zhan Shuang, and this is my junior sister Bai Yue."

Once an unfamiliar female voice interjected: "Presumably Fellow Daoist Bai Yue is Qingran Xuanxiao Yuanjun of the Heavenly Court."

Qing He clenched the hilt of his sword with his right hand and shouted: "Who?"

The woman with a compassionate face walked out of the flowers slowly, clasping her hands together: "Amitabha, Kong Mo has met all fellow Taoists."

Zhan Shuang stood up and pressed Qing He's arm to signal him to relax, then cupped his hands to Kong Mo: "I'm explaining Zhan Shuang, I must be the Taoist friend recommended by the two sages in the west, please." Zhan Shuang raised his hand Please sit down with empty ink.

But when a white shadow flashed by in the distance, it turned out to be a white bird. The white bird flew towards the crowd and dropped a white phoenix feather before leaving. Bai Yue picked up the feather and looked at Zhan Shuang: "Senior brother, this. ..."

On the other hand, on the bustling street, a pretentious female voice came from a store surrounded by extremely gorgeous and colorful colors: "Brother Feng~~~~Yingyue likes you~~~~~ So as long as Brother Feng likes you Everything can be taken away~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

An angry male voice came from the store, "Brother, I've had enough."

Because the girl who was supposed to be the host of the female voice held her chest and her eyes were filled with tears, she seemed to be in great pain: "Brother Yin~~~Yingyue...Yingyue~~~~~ also likes Brother Yin~~~~~~ But.. ..but...uh!!!!!!!!!"

The owner of the male voice was the blond man who killed the weeping beauty with a sword, and the cold-faced man beside him took his younger brother's hand and quickly escaped from the shop.After stopping, Yin looked at his brother suspiciously: "Brother, how can you go back?"

Feng slightly lifted his chin to signal him to look back, Yin turned around and watched the gorgeous decorations vanish into nothingness in an instant, surprised and puzzled: "Brother, this...what's going on here."

Feng ignored him, because he found a very ordinary white bird standing on his shoulder. The white bird dropped a white phoenix feather and flew away. Feng picked up the feather and whispered: "An odd number... what is that?"

Yin Mi looked at her brother with a smile and muttered: "What is the difference and how did my brother know it? Could it be that someone hooked up with my brother when I was away?"

Looking at his younger brother's background covered in black mist, Feng rubbed Yin's hair helplessly: "Don't think too much, I'll figure it out just by picking up this feather, okay, let's go home and talk about it." Looking at the black hair that disappeared instantly Wu became more and more helpless to find that her younger brother's possessiveness had become stronger again.

---------------- Tangtang: The season has changed recently, and I have a cold and a fever...so painful, so painful, so painful. ----------------

The same Zixiao Palace in the chaos, the same two people as before, Hongjun picked up Baizi and raised his eyes to look at Qu Moyu: "Ah Mo, everyone is here."

Qu Moyu closed his eyes and said, "Oh - you seem to be in a hurry."

Hongjun raised his eyebrows and waved his sleeves to sweep the chessboard down. He was holding Qu Moyu in his arms. Qu Moyu squinted and struggled but found that he couldn't escape: "What are you doing, let go."

Hongjun held on tightly to the man in his arms for fear that he would run away again: "Ah Mo, you answer me first, what is the odd number, I want to hear the truth."

Qu Moyu leaned against Hongjun's arms as if he had given up struggling, his expression calm and calm: "Didn't I say it all, the difference is born of desire, be a fool... Hongjun." The last two words seem to be Floating away like a cloud in the wind.

Hongjun relaxed his movements, hugged Qu Moyu and whispered in his ear: "I just hope you don't hide it from me anymore."

Qu Moyu held Hongjunhuan's hand in front of him, looked at the scattered pieces on the chessboard and muttered to himself: "It seems that this game of chess will never end."

-----------------Tangtang: Chapter 6, which is extremely painful, is over because of a fever. ------------------------