wait until the fireworks cool off

Title: Wait until the fireworks are cool (Flower Qiangu Tongren bl)

Author: Su Duosang

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Hua Qiangu Tongren, Tanmei, Ruzun Sheng Xiaomo × original characters, the original heroine and heroine are the juniors of Yan Daozhen, that is, the uncles of the three Changliu.

---------------I am the dividing line of ethics ---------------

This is a story of the first generation of the Temple of Ecstasy and the introduction of the second generation of the Great Demon King, but was overthrown by the second generation of the Great Demon King (I want to take you to level up, but you actually want to sleep with me?!)

Long before this story happened,

At that time, Hua Qiangu’s father hadn’t even been born yet, and maybe even Hualien Village was still a wasteland (Yaoshengu: What mistake did I make? Why didn’t you take me to play?)

At that time, the head of Changliu was still Yan Dao Daoist, and the noble and glamorous Bai Zihua Shangxian was still Bai Zihua Shishi,

At that time, the Changliu Sanzun were still three young and promising disciples (plus one Donghua), who followed the older generation's awesome tuba to upgrade丨level up and fight monsters to gain experience...

Come, come, let's take a picture together!one two three!eggplant!

Content tags: Love Songs on the Edge

Search keywords: Protagonist: Sheng Xiaomo, Qing Yu┃Supporting roles: Donghua, Zhuran, Bai Zihua, Miaoning Yuanjun┃Others: Hua Qiangu Tongren, bl Master Uncle and Nephew, Nian Xiagong

Mr. Uncle is such a ghost

"Sheng Xiaomo! Come down for me! Come down immediately!" Mo Yan stood under a big tree in the Palace of Unrequited Love and shouted at the tree, gathering his celestial power with one hand to catch the person on the tree.

But the little boy on the tree was light on his feet, much smarter than the little monkey, jumping up and down among the tree crowns, avoiding him as if playing hide-and-seek.Mo Yan was sweating profusely, and finally took advantage of his stagger and grabbed him from the tree, and lifted him up like a chicken.

"You can't just stay on the ground for a while, can you? Tell me how much you have trampled on the roof tiles of the Palace of Unrequited Love? And those flowers, did you break them?" Mo Yan was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

"Brother, let me down! Let me down quickly!" The little boy was lifted off the ground by him, but his limbs were kicking in the air. He looked disobedient, and his round face was full of anger.

"You're still not convinced, are you?" Mo Yan glared at him.

God knows what great kindness Master Yan Dao really had, to pick up such a naughty child as an apprentice a year ago.This kid has been very stubborn since he started to expose the tiles in the house. After a while, Yu Jian went to the roof to move a few tiles away, but when it rained, everyone discovered that the house was leaking; On the top of the carved door in the lecture hall, the unlucky class teacher was waiting to push the door and smashed it on his head; once it was even worse, he even quietly drew turtles behind his clothes, and drew more than one!He just walked around with the tortoise on his back for a long time, and no one told him!But this kid is very talented and can learn everything. The so-called one bottle is not full of half a bottle of wandering. In order to subdue this kid who has learned a little bit of three-legged cat magic, Mo Yan used all methods. But Sheng Xiaomo was not afraid of punishment at all, and was very stubborn. As the head of the sect, his master took care of all kinds of situations, so he turned a blind eye and never gave a lesson. Mo Yan felt that it was a waste of his life to toil again and again!

"Senior brother, are you angry with your junior brother again?" Bai Zihua just came back after fetching some books, and when he entered the Hall of Unrequited Love, he saw the two senior brothers staring at each other with anger.

"Senior brother, help me!" Xiaowa is young, but her eyesight is very good. Knowing that the savior is coming, she hastened to "sue the villain first": "Senior brother Mo Yan wants to kill me!"

"Senior Brother, Junior Brother is only nine years old, don't scare him," Bai Zihua couldn't help crying and laughing at the two, so he stepped forward to persuade them to fight, and Mo Yan put Sheng Xiaomo down, but he was like a loach "Whoosh" rushed behind Bai Zihua and made faces at him.

The saddest thing in the world is that an ADHD meets an OCD!

"Brother, this year's Fairy Sword Conference is about to start. Master asked us to sort out this part." Bai Zihua handed the book to Mo Yan, took out a letter from his sleeve, and drew Sheng Xiaomo who was hiding behind him. Come to the front: "Junior brother, you should send this letter to the Hall of Ecstasy to Immortal Qing Yu as soon as possible. You can't make mistakes. Brother Mo Yan and I are going to sort out some fairy records. You should also do something well, don't be naughty anymore."

Although Sheng Xiaomo really didn't want to do this job, but since Senior Brother Zihua saved his life, he is not an ungrateful person, so he still wants to sell him some face, otherwise Senior Brother Moyan will come to him again next time Trouble, he also has to have a comrade-in-arms, doesn't he?Xiaowa took the letter, no longer playing tricks, hummed, Bai Zihua smiled, patted his head, and went in with Mo Yan to get busy.

When Sheng Xiaomo regained his composure, Mo Yan and Bai Zihua both walked away, he suddenly realized, what, Immortal Qingyu?

When Yu Jian arrived at the entrance of the Palace of Ecstasy, Sheng Xiaomo found himself very nervous.

What kind of immortal, although the immortal rank is very high, second only to his master, but he rarely shows up at ordinary times, only when there are big events or grand ceremonies, Sheng Xiaomo doesn't even have an impression of what he looks like.But for such a person, not only senior brother Moyan, but also the always proud senior brother Donghua respected him, and when he met him by chance, he would salute from three feet away, not to mention the other long-staying disciples.Sheng Xiaomo thought to himself, the Immortal Venerable who can command these people to be in awe must be very terrifying. Maybe he has huge fangs, can breathe fire, and has nine tails!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help shivering, worried that a hideous monster would suddenly appear in the hall.He didn't dare to go in, he just looked inside at the door of the Palace of Ecstasy.The surrounding enchantment lightly blocked him, and then it seemed to disappear.

The Palace of Ecstasy seems to be very quiet, the sound of the slow running water in the pond can be heard quietly, and there seems to be no roar of any monsters.The quiet atmosphere made Sheng Xiaomo more courageous, so he tiptoed in.After entering the atrium, he saw that the left side of the main hall stretched all the way to the back of the hall. There was actually a large row of smoky purple vines hanging from the mountain peak like a huge banner waterfall. People feel awe.

After all, it's the nature of a child. Seeing this scene, Sheng Xiaomo couldn't help rushing to the wisteria hanging and looked up. The wisteria was so tall, it seemed to hang down from the sky to his eyes.

"Wow!" It's so beautiful, Sheng Xiaomo sighed, couldn't help jumping and jumping to reach those vines with his hands, the vines were slightly swayed by his touch, and the swaying fainted layer by layer, extending into the distance like ripples .

A lot of rare and exotic plants were planted here and there, exuding a faint spiritual power and radiance.In the pond, oddly shaped fish undulate, spit out small bubbles, and occasionally push duckweed and lotus leaves floating on the water.Sheng Xiaomo fumbled here and there, having a great time playing, and finally just lay down on the stone by the pond to shake the fish in the water.Those fish were not afraid of people, they even swam over and pecked his palm twice, making him tickle, Sheng Xiaomo giggled, and the fish swam away again.

I was having fun, but I heard a moderate voice behind me: "What are you doing here?"

Sheng Xiaomo was taken aback, but when he turned around, he saw a young man standing not far behind him, dressed in a clean crow blue color, holding a green bamboo flute in his hand, with black hair like gauze, casually wearing a snow ribbon The ground is half tied, and it looks warm and dusty.The palace stone on his waist has already indicated his identity, but this fairy has neither long fangs nor nine tails, his eyes are clear and modest, and there is a very faint smile at the corner of his mouth, although his face is as handsome as the others Brother, he was not as distant and lofty as they were, but it made him feel warm and close in his heart.

"...Qing...Qingyu Immortal?" Sheng Xiaomo stared at him for a while, then turned his head and hurriedly saluted.

The young immortal smiled, walked up to him, squatted down and was almost as tall as him, and said with a smile, "Yes, you actually recognize me. What's your name?"

"...Sheng Xiaomo." Looking at the gentle smile of the person in front of him, Sheng Xiaomo felt a little nervous.

"Sheng Xiaomo?" The other party seemed to be searching for memories, and thought for a moment: "Brother's youngest apprentice?"

Sheng Xiaomo nodded, looking at this immortal who was so inconsistent with his prediction, he opened his mouth and forgot to close it.

"What do you want from me?"

As soon as he asked, Xiaowa remembered that there was still the matter of sending letters, and hurriedly took the letter out of her arms.But in an instant, he seemed to realize that his hands had just been soaked in the pond and were dripping wet, so he subconsciously rubbed them on his clothes before taking out the letter to him.

Qing Yu took the letter and unfolded it, glanced at it briefly, then put the letter in his sleeve, looked at the little baby again and said: "Is it fun here?"

Eh?

The little boy was stunned for a moment, and then he grinned: "It's fun!" The round face was piled up into buns, and the eyes were narrowed into a line. This appearance was really funny, and Qing Yu couldn't help but smile.

"Xianzun, is this your weapon?" Seeing his smile, Sheng Xiaomo was no longer afraid, and looked at the beautiful green bamboo flute in his hand and asked boldly.

"Yup."

Isn't the flute a musical instrument? How to make a weapon?Sheng Xiaomo tilted his head and thought.

"Xianzun, can you blow it?"

Qing Yu couldn't help laughing, and simply motioned him to sit down with him on a big bluestone by the pond, and put the bamboo flute to his lips.A long flute sound swayed, the flute tune was low and melodious, Sheng Xiaomo only felt that every pore of the internal organs seemed to be