Lord, he's not dead yet

"Yi You"

The silky pulp stuck to his lips, and Yiyou subconsciously opened her mouth

acid

很酸

Yiyou squinted and lowered his eyes to look at him, Yan Xiao imitated the appearance of his teeth being sour, his small face was wrinkled together, and he said pretendingly, "It's so sour!"

Yiyou snorted and stretched out his hand to pinch the soft flesh on his waist

"...Hahaha...ha...", Yan Xiao laughingly lay on Yiyou's body and twisted his body to avoid it

"Yiyou... Yiyou..."

Yan Xiao saw that he couldn't make a fuss, and smartly began to beg for mercy softly

Wrapping his hands around his neck, he rubbed his cheeks gently against his neck, like a fawning animal

Yiyou embraced him, leaned forward and picked a fruit from the fruit basket, which was similar to the fruit Yan Xiao handed him just now, peeled the fruit very thoughtfully, and fed it to Yan Xiao's mouth

"Open your mouth"

Yan Xiao pouted unhappily, turned her head and leaned on his shoulder, "No"

"Hurry up, or you'll have to sleep forever," Yiyou threatened

"Yiyou, bad", his voice was waxy, it sounded like coquettishness, and he reluctantly opened his mouth to eat the fruit

The honey-like sweetness exploded in Yan Xiao's mouth as the fruit was bitten

"Is it still bad?" Yiyou asked him

Yan Xiao shook his head, shrank into Yiyou's arms, and said sweetly, "Yiyou is the best!"

Yiyou pinched the flesh on the back of his neck, it was soft, very creamy, and had an excellent touch

Seeing this, Qiku was ready to leave with the mountain slave in his arms, when he heard Yiyou's deep voice, "Who is the city lord wearing a mop on his head?"

"There is no city lord who wears a forehead in Moyu, but Liu Guang of Qingyao City has always worn a forehead."

"Streamer?"

"Where did you meet?"

"Zhuolai City 100 Years Ago"

What Yiyou said was cryptic, Qiku understood, and he thought, no wonder he had to know but was so sure that the one wearing the forehead was the Lord of the Demon Realm

"That's Liu Guang. In fact, the lord of Qingyao City is Jiangli, but Jiangli doesn't care about things, and he doesn't like to go out of Qingyao. Many things are taken care of by Liuguang."

"When did he come to Qingyao City?"

Qiku recalled, "About three, um... 4000 years ago, he and Jiangli came together"

After Qiku finished speaking, seeing that Yiyou was still waiting for him to say the next sentence, he said honestly, "Although I have been the owner of Leyou City for a while, Liu Guang has never come to my place to buy anything. I have a casual acquaintance with him. I don’t know, but Qingman, the city lord of Yuci City, has a good relationship with Liu Guang, and Qingman knows a little about all the city lords, if you want to know about the Demon Realm, why don’t you ask her?”

At the end of the sentence, seeing that Yiyou was still not satisfied, he thought for a while and continued, "The secret realm of Luoyue is about to open, there are many slugs there, and many slugs are hiding in Yuci City, Qingman is the lord of the city, and the sluts in his hands Not necessarily less than me"

After listening, Yiyou nodded indifferently.

"Shall we go to Qingyao?" Yan Xiao raised his head and asked him

"Well, go see my old friend"

"Liu Guang?" Qi Ku asked in surprise

He heard from Qing Man that Liu Guang didn't seem to like Guixiu, and didn't he just know Liu Guang's name from him?How did you become an old friend!

Yi You acted as if he had never heard of it, stood up and walked out with Yan Xiao in his arms

"If you don't want to take care of things yourself, at least send someone else to take care of it. It is impossible for the Demon Realm and the Immortal Realm to live in peace all the time. Your dream is a sign. If a big war is coming, it will be shabby for Leyou to be used only by you as the city lord."

The contemptuous ridicule and warning disappeared outside the door together with Yiyou's back

Demon Realm——Qingyao City

The green hills are endless, and the stone roots and flowing water are exquisite

The prosperity of Qingyao City and Leyou City are completely different. The pavilions on both sides of the street are all antique pure wood structures, with cornices and corners, exquisite and elegant, and lattice windows are installed on the roof and eaves. , all the monsters on the road are happy and content, besides the monsters, you can also see the monks in the fairyland

At sunset and dusk, the green peaks and golden waves, and the emerald green color of deep trees in Qingyao Mountain Forest are rendered into carmine

"Yiyou, I'm hungry", he shook the hands they held, "I want to eat something delicious"

Not far ahead, the big flag with the word tea hanging on the second floor is fluttering slightly in the breeze

"How's it going there?"

"Okay!", as he said, he couldn't wait to pull Yiyou forward

The tea house is divided into two floors, the upper deck is made of wooden boards in the form of a suspended attic, and there are suspended corridors around the building, with wooden railings with back-shaped patterns on the corridors.

Almost all the people sitting on the upper and lower floors of the building are women, except for a little old man with a stooped figure sitting in the middle of the first floor.

Yan Xiao picked a seat by the window, pulled Yiyou over to sit down, chose a few delicious-sounding snacks, and listened to the snacks while sipping.

"...Speaking of Shen Yi who worshiped my Immortal Sect, he was a natural genius in cultivation. Although he was stubborn when he was a child, he grew up with the posture of saying goodbye to an immortal. According to the news that came back yesterday, Shen Yi came out of the Taoist temple and bid farewell to Miss Rong'er On the way down the mountain, I happened to meet a princess in the mortal world. Under the apricot tree, I caught a glimpse, and the princess's heart fell in love in an instant, her face was rosy, and her heart was like a deer..."

"A singer's unrequited love a while ago, an official lady's love at first sight yesterday, and a princess's secret love today. What about tomorrow? It doesn't bother me to talk about it every day!"

"Didn't you just say it! It's been 80 years, and Shen Yi has met beauties every day, every month, every year. All the beauties in the world love him so much that he can't extricate himself. He has cast a curse on other beauties!"

"It's not like he went to the mortal world! How could it be such a thing!"

When one person speaks out, everyone in the building is talking

"I didn't keep talking because I saw you want to listen to me." The storyteller's weak defense was instantly drowned in the chaotic voice

"We love to listen to it for so long and we're tired of it. Besides, your arrangements are getting more and more outrageous. Shen Yi's ability to confuse people's hearts is simply amazing! How can you look like a fairy!"

"Since you aunts and grandmas don't like to listen to me, I won't talk about it." After such a long time, he also panicked, all kinds of girls were almost met by Shen Yi, and he really didn't know what to make up, so he just changed it.

"Fang Tan Zong Yan Yi, I don't know if you have heard of it. This person was once as famous as Shen Yi as a genius, but the opportunity is completely different from Shen Yi. It has to make people sigh that fate is too much. Everything is fate."

"talk"

The girl upstairs threw down a good spirit stone, and the little old man hurried over to pick it up and put it away, and he responded with a smile on his face.

"About 1000 years ago, the lord of the Fangtan Sect went down to inspect the small sect close to Fanchen. At that time, Yan Yi was dressed in rags, disheveled, hungry and skinny, and came to beg. Accepting him as a disciple and taking him to cultivate immortality is such an opportunity that many people can't dream of, but Yan Yi didn't agree immediately, saying that he would go back and ask her sister, if her sister didn't want to go, he wouldn't go either.

The head of the Fangtan Sect followed Yan Yi all the way to a hidden small cave, where a thin and clean little girl lay on a bed made of hay rags. She was Yan Yi's younger sister, Yan Luo.

The clothes she was wearing were washed white, and there was food begged by Yan Yi beside her. Her face was pale and it was obvious that she had been ill for a long time. The disciples outside the sect were still much stronger, so they helped Yan Luo, and then logically brought Yan Yi and Yan Luo brothers and sisters into the Fangtan sect of the Immortal Realm."

The old storyteller's head spins rapidly while drinking water. He is not as old as the group of aunts sitting here. How can he know so much? He just heard about it.

Hey!have

he strokes his beard

"Yan Yi was accepted as an apprentice by the sect when he first entered the Fangtan Sect, and his younger sister Yan Luo also became an outside disciple of the Fangtan Sect. Fanchen's orphan got this opportunity and became the chief disciple of the suzerain. Naturally, he was hated by many people. Many people took advantage of his new arrival to make trouble in the dark, and watched him laughing coldly. As a disciple of the suzerain, he was like this, let alone his younger sister who was an outer disciple, and all kinds of dirty tricks were different day by day...

As Yan Yi's cultivation has become more and more sophisticated, but in just 200 years, he has left everyone far behind. Unlike Shen Yi who likes to make friends, he seldom leaves the sect. There is a Yan Yi who is as famous as Shen Yi, they are both rare geniuses, but almost no one has seen them

The little old man was fortunate enough to hear the descriptions of Yan Yi from people. According to legend, he likes dark clothes, his eyebrows are not gentle, and on the contrary, there is always a gloomy and melancholy look in his eyes.

300 years after he joined the sect, the elders of the suzerain have accepted many disciples, among them is a beautiful female fairy named Chuying, alas!As the saying goes, the word love is the most misleading, and Yan Yi can't escape this disaster...

...It's a pity that Chuying doesn't have the slightest affection for him, only admiration for the strong, and those concerns for Yan Yi are only out of fellowship

Since then, Yan Yi has been unable to concentrate on his cultivation, and has begun to show signs of becoming obsessed

……

Finally, about two or three hundred years ago, Yan Yi completely fell into the way of the devil, killed Fang Tanzong, and seriously injured Han, who accepted him as the master of the apprentice sect, and was later subdued by the elders who came to subdue him. Ice Dungeon, his sister was also implicated by it..."

"Yi You"

"Let's go!"

The plates on the table were clean, night fell outside the lattice window, the natural tranquility different from the flashy scene of Leyou attracted Yan Xiao's eyes