My master is obedient and soft

There is a place with good geomantic omen in the fairy world.

There are green forests and gurgling water, and it is full of vitality regardless of winter and summer.

A small and exquisite palace is built on the mountain, surrounded by water on three sides, the small bamboo bridge connecting the palace is very elegant, but few pedestrians pass by, the edge is covered with a layer of fluffy moss, and the path paved with blue stones extends all the way To the depths of the green forest.

Although it is a palace, it is named Huanshui Pavilion.

There lived an immortal in white clothes in the palace. He lived alone. Except for a few close friends, he had never had anyone around him for thousands of years, let alone waiters, and he didn't even have a spiritual pet around him.

But there are often rumors about him in the Three Realms, saying that the one who lives in the Huanshui Pavilion is so beautiful that everyone who has seen him can't help being amazed, he is really the most beautiful woman in the fairy world.

Maybe it's because he lives alone away from the immortals, maybe it's because he's always alone, or because his appearance and temperament always make people feel alienated unconsciously. There is one - not only beautiful, but also a flower of Gaoling.

For thousands of years, that fairy's marriage letter has been softened, but the marriage thread has never been wrapped around the Sansheng Stone.

Such a person always has an innate aura, which makes people fascinated.

Until one day, everything changed quietly.

It was an afternoon, people were lazy and drowsy in the warm sun, and Xianjun took a pot of tea alone and walked slowly along the stream.

For a moment, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

I saw a piece of the creek in front of me with a very abnormal color, like thick ink smeared on the rice paper, spreading outward layer by layer, the color is strong and dazzling.

Xianjun squinted his eyes and took a closer look. If he was not mistaken, it was blood.

He frowned delicately, put down the teapot, walked quickly to the stream, and took a closer look at

It was a cub of a spirit beast, no, to be precise, it was a cub of a monster.

He felt the magic energy on its body, and it was overflowing from his wound mixed with blood.

The cub was seriously injured for some unknown reason, its body was full of ruptured wounds, the black fluff was tangled with blood clots sticking to its body, its body was trembling slightly, and it was filthy conglomerated in the stream There was a ball.

...It's just a monster, why did it appear in the fairy world?

The fairy in white didn't think too much, he rolled up his sleeves, bent down and fished the dying little thing out of the water, not caring that the dirt on its body stained his clean white robe.

Only as big as the palm of your hand.

The little monster closed its eyes tightly, and its body trembled violently the moment it was pulled out of the water, its paws curled up in front of its body and drooping.

How pitiful, he thought, it must be hurting so small and hurt so badly.

The slender fingers poked the little thing's ear lightly, as if he was careful not to hurt it, and saw the tip of the little ear move suddenly, and the fluff wet by the stream swept over his fingertips.

The fairy in white immediately softened his heart.

That day, the dirty and bruised little monster was carried into Huan Shui Pavilion by Xian Jun.

The elixir for healing wounds is usually given to it without money. Xianjun has used all the life-sustaining elixir that he has kept at the bottom of the box over the years. Such a healing method can revive the dead, but the little thing hurts too much. , It was not until many days later that I was able to stagger up on the bed alone.

At this moment, Xianjun came in with a bowl of decoction, which was boiled with the buds of snow lotus from the sky, which has the effect of dispelling cold. Packed with an equally small spoon.

Xianjun was delighted to see that the little monster was able to get up by itself. He couldn't help but wanted to rub the tips of its furry ears, but the moment he stretched out his finger, the little monster bit his fingertips hard.

A few drops of blood oozed from its two small fangs, which looked extremely dazzling on Xianjun's white hands.

As soon as he looked up, the little thing was staring at him with vigilant and fierce eyes, and the strength in his mouth did not loosen at all, as if there was some deep hatred to bite off a piece of meat for him.

Xianjun frowned, but didn't move, and let it bite his finger. He slowed down and said to the ungrateful monster: "I saved you...I didn't intend to hurt you."

The little monster stared at Xianjun, as if judging the authenticity of his tone, it could be seen that he was really scared of being hurt, and the first reaction when seeing someone was to show the thorns all over his body.

After a long time, after confirming that the white-clothed fairy in front of him had no intention of hurting him, he slowly let go.

At this time, he saw the medicine bowl in Xianjun's other hand, and it smelled the smell of snow lotus there, so he stopped his vigilance, thought for a while, and lightly licked the finger that was bitten just now.

The fairy in white smiled softly, and poked its forehead with his finger: "Stop biting? Unexpectedly, you are still a little guy who can lick people."

"It's not in vain to save you."

The monster's saliva is inherently healing, and this action of the little thing should temporarily put him down.

Xianjun took a small spoon and fed it the medicine spoon by spoon. Although the eyes of the little monster were still staring at him all the time, fortunately it still opened its mouth obediently and fed and drank spoonful after spoonful.

Xianjun has always lived alone. He doesn't know when he was born, and he doesn't know who his parents are. He has lived in the fairyland since he can remember, and he rarely even goes to the mortal world.

Xu is used to being lonely, and he felt unreasonably happy about this sudden little guy, even though it was a demon, even if it showed great hostility at the beginning.But what about the demons, Xianjun really likes this little thing in his heart, he thinks, maybe it is some kind of fate.

The little monster didn't leave after its injury was healed, maybe it didn't know where it was going, Xianjun thought.

So he kept it with him.

From then on, the number one beauty in the fairy world had a little spirit pet beside her.

The little spirit pet was black and furry all over, with two tender horns beside its ears, and its four short legs followed behind the white-clothed fairy.

Xianjun often thinks proudly that his little spirit pet is so cute, [-] times cuter than the spirit pets of other immortals. This is indeed the case. Since the news that Xianjun has a spirit pet has spread, It often attracts many disciples from outside the mountain to sneak in just to see that little thing.

But the little thing doesn't let others touch it. Once a young disciple under the seat of Immortals wanted to touch its ears, but the little thing turned his head and bared his teeth fiercely at him, looking so vile.

Later everyone knew that the little spirit pet of the beauty Xianjun was just cute, but in fact he had a very bad temper, and only let Xianjun pet and hug him.

The afternoon was lazy and undisciplined, but this time Xianjun seldom strolled and tasted tea alone. He would often lie on the imperial concubine's bed and close his eyes to bask in the sun, while the little monster slept in a ball next to him.

The picture is beautiful like a painting.

In a flash, many years have passed.

The little monster finally turned into a human form one day.

The tall and thin young man pushed open the door of Huanshui Pavilion, and looked at the beauty with closed eyes in front of the window through the layers of incense.

The sun shone on the side of his face, shaking off a little bit of gold on the eyelashes.

He walked up to the white-clothed fairy by accident, reached out to lift his black hair, and watched the black hair slip through his fingers.

The beauty's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the broken gold swayed, and he opened his hazy eyes.

The young man was stunned.

It took a long time to come back to his senses, staring at him with a smile on his lips.

"Zheqing."

The number one beauty in the fairy world has taken in a disciple, who is also his only disciple for so many years.

The young man had sharp lines like a knife, black eyebrows, and a pair of deep eyes.

But those eyes always followed only one person, his master.

From then on, the beauty Xianjun was no longer alone.

Zheqing named the young man Wenyuan.

From then on, wherever he went, his apprentice followed him, and the two often came in and out in pairs, but the young man didn't seem to like talking very much, so he followed behind the white-clothed immortal silently.

The devilish energy in his body was concealed by the spell cast by Immortal Zheqing, and everyone only regarded him as the spiritual pet of the Immortal Monarch, who was very good-natured, and could transform into a human in just a short period of time.

During those days, Zheqing was always very happy, he was no longer alone, and he was always accompanied by someone, although that person was a bit reticent, perhaps because he was shy, Zheqing thought to himself.

Zheqing always likes to tease his little apprentice.

"Look at how bright the flowers are blooming over there. It must be very nice to wear one behind your ear when Ah Yuan plucks it, haha."

"Did you see that girl just now? People blush when they look at you."

"My A Yuan looks so good-looking, which girl will be cheaper in the future..."

The young man seemed a little embarrassed, turned his head away, and said softly: "Master, don't make fun of me..."

Zheqing plucked a wild flower with a smile, stood on tiptoe and wanted to stick it behind the apprentice's ear.

It's just that his little apprentice has grown so tall without knowing it.

The young man dodged back, grabbed Zheqing's hand, and pinned the flower behind Zheqing's ear with his backhand.

Zheqing was stunned: "You..."

The young man was facing the light, and the sun cast a warm halo on his body. Zheqing heard him say with a smile: "Master is so beautiful."

That was the first time Zheqing blushed in front of her apprentice.

Since the apprentice turned into a human form, he and Zheqing naturally had to sleep separately.

In the past, when the little monster hadn't grown up, it always slept on the same bed with Zheqing.

After the lights are turned off every day, it will jump on the bed with ease, get into the warm blanket, and then sniff Zheqing's body back and forth, making it itchy, until it finally finds the collar and gets in, looking left and right. Sleep in a comfortable position.

Zheqing once or twice was really helpless, so he let it go, and gradually got used to the little thing sleeping in his arms every day, only in this way can he feel at ease.