The Taoist always wants me to become a fairy

Looking at Wushuang Shangshen in front of him, Jing Moli still pretended to be calm on the surface, waiting for Wushuang's answer like a drum, he didn't know whether he should look forward to it or be afraid.

I saw a slight smile in Wushuang's Shenfeng's eyes, "Yes, I know Feng Guixi, and I also know you, Jing Moli."

Jing Moli's pupils seemed to vibrate, what did he mean by this sentence?

"Wushuang, so you are hiding here." In front of him, Emperor Yang walked over, "I have been here for a long time, and you ignored me."

God Wushuang turned around and agreed, "I have seen Dijun."

"Don't be too polite between you and me." Emperor Yang smiled, Wushuang's expression was naturally without a smile on his face, and his eyes were also shallow and cold, without the faint warmth when facing Mo Li, Yang Emperor fell down. I'm used to him like this, "It's been a thousand years since I left this time, I thought you didn't want to come back."

"The emperor was joking."

Jing Moli raised his hand and bowed to Emperor Yang, "See Emperor."

Emperor Yang hummed, "I have a conversation with God, you go to the banquet first."

"Retire." Jing Moli was about to turn around and leave immediately, Wushuang Shangshen grabbed Jing Moli's wrist, "No hurry, Emperor, the banquet is about to begin, let's go together, we will talk about it later."

"Alright." Emperor Yang was a little surprised, but nodded.

Wushuang stretched out his hand to greet Emperor Yang to go first, and he took Jing Moli a step away. Jing Moli lowered his head, looking at the hand that was holding him, feeling all kinds of feelings in his heart, feeling a mixture of ups and downs, sweetness, bitterness, spicyness and saltiness.Facing Ruoheng who was somewhat similar, he could be as calm as water, because he knew that Ruoheng was definitely not Guixi, but when facing this Wushuang God, he couldn't make sense of it at all and couldn't figure out who he was. Not Guixi.

Shuttle among the peach blossom trees, falling flowers are colorful, it seems that he has gone back to the past, he used to like to hold Gui Xi to admire the flowers, Gui Xi is the young master of the Feng clan, and also the young master of the Yu clan, he has been helping him since he was an adult Fenghuang handles official duties, sometimes always disregarding his own body.He pestered Gui Xi to look at the flowers, and forced him to go out for a walk. Gui Xi always had nothing to do with him, so he could only leave his official duties and go out with him, but every time he went out for half an hour, he always wanted to Watching it for half an hour longer, I stayed up even longer.

Later, he stopped dragging Guixi out of the house. He seriously went to understand the affairs of the Yu clan, helped Guixi read the official documents, and deal with those affairs of the Yu clan. It was then that he understood the responsibility on Guixi's shoulders, so He doesn't play around anymore, he is willing to let go of his carefree life for Gui Xi's sake.

Jing Moli was a little stunned and pulled forward by Wushuang, and soon arrived at the terrace. The immortals who had already arrived saw that Sanskrit and Hanchen had also arrived, and looked directly at Wushuang above Emperor Yang. God and Moli, who came hand in hand, they are all unparalleled in appearance, and they are even more magnificent in the peach blossoms.

Han Chen looked at the three people who came over, squinted his eyes and gave a sigh of admiration, "The top three handsome men in the Xianwen Pavilion walked over together, the peach blossoms complement each other like this, it's really pleasing to the eye, seeing this scene is worth the trip."

Fanyin didn't respond to his words, he just looked at Moli, it turned out that he really found his Feng Guixi, a pair of Biyu had gone through all kinds of hardships and finally got married, as it should be in the world.The heart is a little sore, aching, and a little bit happy. The soreness and pain are for himself, and the happiness is for Moli. After waiting for so long, he finally got his wish. After waiting so long, he finally should not look forward to it anymore. .

Aware of his own heart, Sanskrit closed his eyes slightly. It turned out that even though he was wearing the Qingxin Lock, he had always expected Mo Li to like him, and he never let it go, and he was unwilling and reluctant.Emotionally moved, Qingxinsuo broke out, the heart seemed to be tightly bound by heavy chains, the pain pierced the bones, and the pain pierced the soul.

"I have seen Emperor Yang, God Wushuang." All the immortals saluted one after another, and Emperor Yao just nodded and smiled.

Only then did Wushuang let go of Mo Li's hand, and returned a salute, "You are so polite, I have invited you to enjoy the flowers rashly, if there is anything wrong, I will look at Hai Han, it's just a small banquet, you don't need to be restrained."

Jing Moli took a step back, wanting to retreat to the side, but Wushuang turned around, and quickly grabbed her again, "Come sit with me in front."

"Shangshen, Moli is the first to enter the fairy world, and his qualifications are still inexperienced, so just sit there." Jing Moli pointed to the last seat.

"You're welcome, are you an ordinary immortal?" Wushuang smiled slightly, this smile was like the ice and snow melting, like the moment when the snow lotus bloomed, it was Guixi's appearance again, Jing Moli was dazzled by the laughter, and refused He couldn't even utter a word, and Wushuang dragged him to sit at the same table with him in a daze.

Wushuang looked at the jug on the table, picked up the jug and poured two glasses of wine, "You don't like strong alcohol, this is newly brewed peach blossom wine, it's refreshing and sweet, try it."

Jing Moli picked up the wine glass and took a sip, the wine was indeed not strong, "How do you know my habits?"

Wushuang picked up a piece of bamboo shoots and put them in his bowl, "You always like to eat bamboo shoots. I planted a bamboo forest on the south side of Pengyu Island, and you can eat bamboo shoots in all seasons."

Jing Moli stared at the bamboo shoots in the bowl, did he read it wrong?The scene on Yanchi was just his hallucination, wasn't the Sanskrit sound Guixi?But how could Wushuang Shangshen be Gui Xi?

Wushuang continued, "There is a green bamboo courtyard next to the bamboo grove, and I have been thinking about whether to call it Qiwu courtyard or Qingyun courtyard. Why don't you choose one?"

Jing Moli took a long breath, Wushuang's every word said that he was Gui Xi, "Gui Xi is the phoenix of the demon world, it has only been 900 years since he was born, and Shangshen has been there for thousands of years." of cultivation."

"Yes, I entered reincarnation through calamity thousands of years ago." Wushuang sighed softly, "God's calamity is always difficult to overcome, and I am most afraid of encountering love calamity. Love is in my heart, and love is hard to understand. A thousand years is not a long time, right? .”

Jing Moli turned his head to look at Wushuang. The familiar face, familiar demeanor, and even the voice are exactly the same. Is it really a coincidence? "Who is the God of Love?"

Wushuang smiled slightly, "What do you think? Mo Li."

With a sound of Moli, Jing Moli's whole heart sank, "Are you really Guixi?" He should be very happy to have found Guixi, but why is the feeling in his heart so strange?Jing Moli turned his head to look at Fanyin who was not far away. Fanyin was sitting there with his head slightly lowered just picking up vegetables and eating. He was silent and peaceful, and his face was a little pale. Follow him and fulfill his way, that is also willing.

Now I'm afraid that he is completely ashamed of Fanyin's affection for him, he doesn't even have the chance to fulfill him, Jing Moli is just Fanyin's calamity, but Fanyin is a love that Jing Moli can never make up for.

"Aren't I, shouldn't you know?" Wushuang just asked, "No matter how long it takes, I believe that your love will not change or forget, just like the peach blossom here, which blooms all the year round. Always so charming and beautiful."

This question made Jing Moli completely speechless. He really shouldn't change, but he is a person who is not dedicated to his feelings now. I'm sorry for Gui Xi and Fanyin. He is not qualified to face them like this.

"I'm sorry, I want to be quiet for a while." Jing Moli stood up, walked off the terrace, penetrated into the depths of the peach blossom forest, shuttled between the flowers and trees in a daze, with hurried steps, and accidentally tripped over the tree roots , he sat down under the peach blossom tree, his heart seemed to be broken into two halves, with Gui Xi on the half and Sanskrit on the other.

This heart can't be given to Guixi or Sanskrit, it's in vain for him to say that his sincerity is unshakable, and now he has half-hearted, Jing Moli, you really failed in this life.

Tears had already filled his face, Jing Moli raised his hand to wipe his face, and turned his head to look towards the balcony. If Wushuang had returned to Xi, he would still be fine even without Jing Moli now. If Sanskrit had returned to Xi, the present He already has his own pursuit, and he shouldn't bother with it anymore.

Feng Guixi has never been able to live without Jing Moli, only Jing Moli is reluctant to lose Feng Guixi, from the beginning, Jing Moli has been pestering Feng Guixi, without Jing Moli, maybe Feng Guixi will be even better Well, maybe there won't be so many catastrophes.Jing Moli, your self-righteous love is a catastrophe for others.How many innocent people have been disturbed by being obsessed with him for half his life?

Ridiculous, ridiculous!Everything about the persistent obsession was just so ridiculous, tears fell uncontrollably, Jing Moli turned around and turned into a breeze, and left Pengyu Island in an instant.

On the terrace, the banquet was still going on, watching Jing Moli leave, Emperor Yang leaned over to talk to Wushuang, but Wushuang stood up, holding a wine glass in front of Fanyin, "Is it Sanskrit Sanskrit?"

Sanskrit stood up, "I have seen God."

"You're welcome, I've heard the name of the Shangxian a long time ago, this glass of wine is toast to you." Wushuang raised his wine glass, Fanyin also raised the wine glass, "Thank you, God." He drank the glass of wine.

Wushuang picked up the jug and filled it again, "This glass, why don't we toast at the end, he's not here, I'll drink for him, I'll drink two glasses." Wushuang drank one glass, filled it and drank another glass .

Fanyin also drank this glass of wine and poured another glass, "Congratulations to God for this glass of wine."

"Thank you." Wushuang drank it again, "Shangxian can do whatever he wants, you're welcome." He turned and returned to his seat.

Sanskrit also sat down, and Hanchen came over, "I just thought it was weird that Moli actually knew Wushuang Shangshen? Wushuang Shangshen Xijie, and never had contact with others. It was easy."

Her heart trembled violently, her emotions were tumbling, her desire was hard to control, Sanskrit closed her eyes slightly, Mo Li was originally Feng Guixi's, "Shangshen Wushuang and Feng Guixi look the same."

Han Chen was stunned, "There is such a coincidence!" This Wushuang Shangshen has lived for thousands of years, so it could not be so coincidental that he became Feng Guixi and fell in love with Mo Li. This is really an anecdote.Hanchen sighed, feeling a little sympathetic to Sanskrit, now Sanskrit should be put down completely, "Fanyin, Immortal Jinghua loves you very much, this little apprentice."

"I know what I should do." He really should let it go, now and in the future, Mo Li no longer needs Sanskrit.

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