The Taoist always wants me to become a fairy

The Sanskrit script was a little annoyed at the fact that he had been taking it lightly. He had practiced for so long, but he was actually restrained by a mortal. When he stood up from the water, he was stunned when he heard his words, "How do you know that I am a phoenix?"

Li Huang looked up at him, there was no flirtatious playfulness in his eyes, but a kind of deep affection after a long time, "I also know that you are Feng Guixi from the demon world, and the god of Sanskrit music from the fairy world."

His heart was pounding like a drum, knowing this, Li Huang would not be an ordinary person, Sanskrit took a step forward, "What else do you know?"

Li Huang watched him approach with a smile, "I also know that you are Jing Moli's Taoist companion."

"What else?" Sanskrit stared at him, took another step forward and stood in front of Li Huang.

"I'm Moli, I'm back." As soon as he finished speaking, Sanskrit leaned over and lowered his head, covering his lips with his lips, sucking the soft lips, and suddenly biting them eagerly and fiercely. Bite, Jing Moli frowned in pain, stretched out his left hand to press the back of Fanyin's head, and wrapped Fanyin's waist with his right hand, forcing Fanyin to kneel down.

Lips caressing each other, exchanging each other's breath, Fanyin's whole body was trembling slightly, unable to restrain the excitement and joy in his heart, tears fell from the corner of his eyes, it was his Moli who came back, his Moli finally came back .

Holding Sanskrit's face in both hands, Jing Moli gently kissed his eyes, "Don't be afraid, I'm back, haven't I?"

Fanyin's eyes were dim with tears, and he looked at Jing Moli for a while, both grateful and full of grievances, and saw clearly that the person in front of him was really Jing Moli, and stretched out his hands to hug Jing Moli tightly, "No more! Now that this is the case, you are mine, and you are not allowed to go anywhere without my permission."

"Okay, I'll listen to you from now on." Jing Moli patted Fanyin's back lightly.

After hugging for a long time, Fanyin realized that the touch of his hand was not right, and looked down, at this moment, Mo Li was completely naked, and he was kneeling between his knees, and his ears felt a little ashamed in an instant , but he was reluctant to just let go of this lost and recovered person, and simply closed his eyes and pretended that these things did not exist.

While holding Sanskrit in his arms, Jing Moli leaned on his shoulder, gently sucked his earlobe, picked up the tip of his tongue, Sanskrit trembled all over, let go hurriedly, Jing Moli leaned against the pool to see his blushing face, Laughing softly, "Why don't we take a bath together?"

Fanyin glanced at him, looked from top to bottom out of the corner of his eye, Jing Moli opened his arms generously and let him look at him, Fanyin retracted his gaze, snorted softly, and walked out of the bath, "Wear Good clothes, come out." He walked behind the screen first, dried his clothes in an instant, and left the bathroom.

Jing Moli got up from the bath, put on clean clothes, and walked out with wet hair, holding a clean handkerchief in one hand, saw Fanyin sitting on the small couch, he stepped forward with his shoes drooping, Passed the handkerchief, "Wipe my hair." Then he took a cushion and threw it on the ground and sat down.

Sanskrit didn't use spells either, and helped him wipe his hair bit by bit with a handkerchief. The soft hair and the warmth between his fingers made him truly feel that all this was not a dream. Still in a mortal body, this is always a bit unbelievable, "Are you a mortal now?"

Jing Moli lay on his lap, and responded obediently, "That's right."

Sanskrit tugged at his hair lightly, "Huh?"

"Do you want to hear nonsense, or the truth?"

"Listen to the nonsense first."

Jing Moli smiled, "I turned back time, went back 20 years ago, and reincarnated into Li Huang."

This is also possible, not too blind, "What about the truth?"

Jing Moli looked up into his eyes, "Jing Moli is fake, but Li Huang is real."

The Sanskrit voice was very indifferent, "Li Huang, Lord Suzaku, the god of the God Realm." Ever since he learned from his master that Mo Li might have come from the God Realm, he has specially consulted many classics about the God Realm. Knowing that there are 81 gods in the world of gods, including the nine-clawed green dragon and the golden-eyed white tiger, and the eight-winged Suzaku is the ancestor of the phoenix in the demon world.

Jing Moli smiled softly, "My Taoist companion is really smart, and my name in the God Realm is Li Huang." He sighed softly, "The six realms are distinct, and the God Realm and the Demon Realm are different from the other four realms. Being in the mortal world, I am afraid that the rules of the Six Realms will not allow me to stay in the human world for a long time, so I can only shed all my magic power and become a mortal." The real bodies of gods and demons cannot enter the human world, unless they are reincarnated or turned into mortals.

Fanyin felt a little sour in his heart. He thought that if Moli was really a god, he would give up this worldly love. He didn't expect that even though his heart was full of bruises when he left, he finally came back, "Will that hurt you?"

"No. I should have been robbed and returned to the world. I have already completed my merits and virtues. It is selfish to re-enter the world of mortals. The God Realm can't control my selfishness." Jing Moli looked up at Sanskrit, "Ordinary people have a hundred years, and I will accompany you." You are a hundred years old, okay?"

Sanskrit's eyes drooped slightly. He understood what Mo Li meant. After a hundred years, it might really be the end of fate. A hundred years is too short compared to the years of immortals and gods, but for them it is already It is the fate that has been sought after for more than 500 years in the reincarnation of the two generations.

"Okay." He has lost Moli twice, this time no matter how long or short, even if they want to separate, they have to be willing.

Jing Moli smiled slightly, and wrapped his arms around Fanyin's waist coquettishly, "I don't have any magic power now, you have to protect me."

Fanyin stroked his head, "Of course, no one can bully you."

Fu Ziyuan and Gu You came back with hangover soup, as soon as they entered the door to see their appearance, Fu Ziyuan immediately guessed that Lihuang was Jing Moli, and looked at Fanyin with some surprise, "Master?"

Fanyin nodded lightly, and Fu Ziyuan trotted forward, "Elder Seven, do you still remember me?"

Jing Moli tilted his head to look at him, and smiled, "Of course, I haven't forgotten all of you." Fu Ziyuan nodded again and again, today's great sorrow and joy really hindered his practice.

Gu You was very calm, and put the hangover soup on the table, "My lord, you drank too much, drink a bowl."

"Not drunk, not drinking."

Gu You looked at him helplessly, and then at Fanyin, "It seems that the young master has been found?"

"Ah."

Gu You sighed, "Then I'll go back."

Jing Moli waved his hand nonchalantly, "Go."

Gu You turned around, took two steps and then turned back, "My lord, you have to remember what you promised."

Jing Moli straightened up, and replied sternly, "Understood, let's go." Seeing Gu You go out, Jing Moli crouched on Fanyin's lap again.

Fanyin picked up the hangover soup on the table, "Drink it."

Jing Moli got up helplessly to take it, drank the hangover soup, and frowned while drinking, "This Gu You just doesn't know how to cook, the soup is so unpalatable."

"Is he also from the God Realm?"

"Well, he is my priest, named Gu You. This time I went down to the realm, he was worried and insisted on following me to take care of me. He didn't understand anything here, but I was taking care of him." Jing Moli laughed softly. down.

Fu Ziyuan saw that Mo Li and Fan Yin were greasy and crooked, and touched his neck. He probably got in the way here, so it's fine when Mo Li comes back, he'd better go back to sleep.After going out, Fu Ziyuan closed the door for them very considerately.

After drying Jing Moli's hair, Fanyin pulled him up, "It's late, go and rest."

Jing Moli looked at him silently, smiling, "Aren't you going to sleep with me?"

This foolish look is indeed Jing Moli at the beginning, and his nature is hard to change, "I'll make your bed." Fanyin turned and walked into the inner room to make the bed and spread the quilt. Jing Moli followed, looking at Fanyin's back, The eyes became more and more gentle. After the soul flew away that day, the soul reunited and returned to the God Realm. This matter of reincarnation should have been left behind, but they always remembered it. Don't leave any regrets.

He reached out and hugged Sanskrit from behind, "Gui Xi."

"Well, I'm here." Sanskrit stroked his hand.

"Sanskrit."

"I'm here."

Jing Moli hugged him for a while, then smiled suddenly, "I'll probably thank God Wushuang when I have time."

"Why?" Fanyin still couldn't get used to Wushuang Shangshen.

"If he hadn't made me misunderstand that he was Guixi, I wouldn't be able to give up and be reborn. I'm afraid I'd have to struggle in reincarnation for thousands of years." Jing Moli tightened his arms, "Actually, Immortal Jinghua I'm not wrong, I missed you, and you have suffered for decades." Obviously it was his calamity, but he dragged Gui Xi into it, making him also fall into the cycle of reincarnation and struggle.

Sanskrit shook his head lightly, "Moli, no one has missed the other between us. Meeting you is the greatest blessing in my past and present life." It seems that no matter how much you can make up for it, it can't make up for the bitterness and joy of Moli's 500 years of wandering in the underworld. The pain of the immortal bone scattered soul.

It was his Feng Guixi, who looked at the cold and unfriendly person, but his heart was always very hot, and he never let his full of affection fail, so how could he be willing to live in the God Realm and let his Taoist companion suffer? This love word torture.

"By the way, you are a god now, so where is the cave where you practiced?"

"I haven't chosen yet, why don't you choose for me?" Mo Li didn't have the heart to choose a cave, but staying at Qiwu Peak was the thing that made him happiest. Now that Mo Li is back, he should choose one of.

"Well, there are quite a lot of fairy islands overseas in the human world. On the South China Sea, there is Chongming Island, which has four distinct seasons and gathers the aura of the sun, moon, and heaven. Why don't you choose this place." Jing Moli responded quickly, as if he had already thought about it. alright.

Sanskrit did not suspect him, "Okay, then choose there."

Jing Moli chuckled, and leaned on Fanyin's shoulder, "I promised so quickly, are you afraid that it doesn't meet your wishes?"

"As you wish."

"My Sanskrit is becoming more and more considerate. You see, the spring breeze is still cold, and the lonely pillow will inevitably be cold. Help me warm my bed tonight." Jing Moli pushed the Sanskrit down as he spoke, before he could bully himself, the Sanskrit He stretched out his hand and directly fixed Jing Moli, "Of course." He moved the immobile Jing Moli to the bed and lay down, covered the quilt, and then went to bed himself, turned off the lights, and turned around to hug Jing Moli. , I closed my eyes very reassuringly, "Just sleep like this."