A little padded jacket that accidentally turned into a villain

Cheng Weiwan was stunned, he really didn't expect Meng Xianjue to change the topic so quickly.

Cheng Weiwan stretched out her hand with her mouth pursed, and showed her left wrist in front of Meng Xianjue.

The little white snake-like thing was still wrapped around his wrist at this time, looking intimate and dependent, suddenly saw the light, as if there was a face full of resentment, it shook its head and flicked its tail unhappily , bending her flexible body, she shrank back.

Cheng Weiwan said: "Tell me first what this thing is and how it suddenly appeared on me."

Meng Xianjue seemed to be very happy. His eyebrows and eyes were gentle, a smile was slightly on the corner of his mouth, and he said in a low voice, "Wanwan, give him a name."

Cheng Weiwan: "..."

This thing can't be the night before going to Changyang Mountain, Meng Xianjue insisted on sending it to him under the heavy snow...

"Wanwan, maybe it's not the most precious, but it must be the most suitable for you."

Cheng Weiwan looked at the little thing on her wrist with a complicated expression, and finally organized her words: "This thing is too precious, I suggest you keep it for yourself."

As if understanding Cheng Weiwan's words, the "Little Snake" immediately unwrapped Cheng Weiwan's tail, plunged down with all his strength, and rolled on the ground in front of Cheng Weiwan.

Covered in dust.

Cheng Weiwan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Get up."

The little thing seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and even showed the aggressive manner of crying, making trouble, and hanging himself, which meant that if Cheng Weiwan didn't agree to hug and stick to it today, then it wouldn't get up today.

Cheng Weiwan: "..."

Meng Xianjue stood aside, acquiescing to "Little Snake"'s various actions, and even gave him some encouragement.

Cheng Weiwan couldn't stand it anymore, he squatted down, trying to pick up the little thing from the ground, but the little thing was very strong, when it was sloppy, it pressed the tip of its tail against Cheng Weiwan's hand, and its upper body writhed wildly on the ground.

Cheng Weiwan: "..."

This bear boy.

In the end, Cheng Weiwan helplessly rubbed the little white snake's head with her fingertips, and said in a low voice, "Thousands of miles."

Immediately, the little white snake stopped wriggling, it shook the tip of its tail, and wrapped it limply around Cheng Weiwan's forearm.

Meng Xianjue was a little taken aback, but realized later that Cheng Wewan was naming this little thing "Qianli".

In an instant, the quiet and distant field in his heart suddenly withered and fell, turning into stars, falling down the fields, causing the sea of ​​fire in his heart to churn and heat waves to soar to the sky.

Meng Xianjue hid the sea of ​​fire in his heart, and glanced at Cheng Wewan cautiously, Cheng Wewan did not avoid his gaze, and nodded slightly at him.

Meng Xianjue's heartbeat almost stopped for an instant.

As for those so-called answers, Meng Xianjue no longer needed to know.

Cheng Weiwan accepting Qianli was the best result for him.

They kept going day and night, ran away and killed three or four horses, and finally left Tianmen's jurisdiction.

The moment they ran out of the heaven and earth, the snowflakes stopped falling instantly, and their body temperature gradually rose.

It was an early morning, and Cheng Weiwan was awakened by the chirping of birds.

With laziness all over his body, he grabbed the edge of the quilt with both hands, supported his body easily, and sat up.

Qianli on the bedside felt Cheng Weiwan's movement, immediately shook his slender body into a wavy line, and immediately flew towards Cheng Weiwan in the air, rubbing his square head against Cheng Weiwan coquettishly. It's not too late to start the hand.

Cheng Weiwan had nothing to do with this coquettish spirit, he was still not clear-headed, but out of instinct, out of love for this little thing, he rubbed the small right angle on its head with his fingertips.

He crawled along the pole for a thousand miles, and acted even more coquettishly. He was about to use all his strength when he suddenly felt a cold hand mercilessly pulling him up. of.

Cheng Weiwan woke up in an instant, he looked up, and saw Meng Xianjue throwing the rather obstructive Qianli to the side, and when Qianli landed, he curled up in aggrieved ball.

Meng Xianjue remained indifferent, quietly put the heavy food box in his hand on the table, and said, "Wake up and eat something late at night."

Cheng Weiwan woke up too early today and had no appetite for food. He pouted and shook his head at Meng Xianjue, but only for a moment did he notice that he was sweating all over his body.

He was quite puzzled: "Why is the weather so hot?"

Meng Xianjue opened the heavy blackout curtain for him, and said: "We have already left the boundary of Tianmen, the weather is getting warmer, if there are no accidents, today we will board the spirit boat and go to Ghost Sect."

Cheng Weiwan looked out curiously and found that it was so.

Thousands of miles of clear skies, blue and can not see the edge, occasionally a few groups of white clouds floating above the sky, birds chirping, flowers full of trees, is a long time no see early summer scene.

Cheng Weiwan regained his energy in an instant, the naked eye could see that his whole body was slumped and disappeared, he performed a cleansing formula on himself, then stuffed two small buns from the food box, changed his clothes and jumped out of the carriage to have fun.

Liu Meng Xianjue stood there and laughed dumbfoundedly.

After getting out of the carriage, there was a piece of tender green grass, and he saw Ling Siyao who was already having fun.

Ling Siyao was really bored, it would take him a long time to see a small wild flower, and when he saw Cheng Weiwan coming down, he greeted him from a distance: "Hey, Wanwan, are you willing to wake up?"

Cheng Weiwan looked around and found that the surroundings were extremely strange, so he asked curiously, "Where is this?"

Ling Siyao plucked the little wild flower, put it in the book, and replied casually: "It's already gone out of Tianmen, probably at the junction of Tianmen and Qingyue Lake."

Cheng Weiwan walked towards Ling Siyao, and a tail grew behind him at some point.

Ling Siyao took a closer look and smiled: "Wanwan, are you here to walk your little one?"

Cheng Weiwan was puzzled, looked back, and saw Qianli following him step by step, bouncing up and down, just like a little snake.

Looking at it this way, it does look a bit like going out for a walk with a baby.

Cheng Weiwan turned his head, bent down, and stretched his left arm in front of Qianli.

Qianli followed suit, stopped suddenly, raised Fang Fang's head, seemed to calm down for a moment, and then wrapped around Cheng Weiwan's arm at the speed of light, with a bow tied around his tail.

If Cheng Weiwan turned his head at this time, he could see Meng Xianjue staring at Cheng Weiwan's left arm, his gaze seemed to be able to burn everything. a hole.

Meng Xianjue was jealous of that little IOU.

He regretted it, regretted why he had to give this little white note to Cheng Weiwan at that time, which caused that when the two of them got along, there would always be such a white note in the middle to spoil the scenery.

"Ling Siyao, how far are we from Ghost Sect?"

Cheng Weiwan just wanted to land as soon as possible, he didn't want to run around halfway anymore, he was only worried about what would happen on the way, and once his headache broke out, staying here would only hinder them.

Meng Xianjue said before Ling Siyao: "If you board the spirit ship right here, travel thousands of miles westward, and see a pure black mountain body, you will arrive at the ghost sect."

Cheng Weiwan didn't have many memories of the ghost sect in his mind, and when he heard the pure black mountain, he was more or less curious, and asked casually, "Why is there a pure black mountain?"

Ling Siyao quickly winked at him, signaling him not to ask.

Cheng Weiwan noticed Ling Siyao's gaze, but it was too late, he had already asked the question, and he couldn't take it back.

Cheng Weiwan knew that he had touched Meng Xianjue's taboo, and just about to shrink his neck to apologize, Meng Xianjue followed his words and said: "That is a mountain of corpses of resentful spirits."

Cheng Weiwan nodded lightly, intending to say something casually to divert their attention, and the matter was over.

But Meng Xianjue seemed to be immersed in the memory, without any sign of being interrupted. He lowered his eyelashes, and the light of flowers and plants was reflected in his eyes.

"The bones of the dead, the homeless ghosts, and the ugly ghosts, only the Ghost Sect is their destination."

Meng Xianjue suddenly raised his eyes: "Wanwan, do you know why all the people in Tianlu avoid Guizong but flock to it?"

Cheng Weiwan nervously hid his hands in his sleeves and clenched his hands tightly, and said in a low voice, "I don't know."

"Because Ghost Sect is a relatively less difficult shortcut compared to Jianzong and Fazong." Meng Xianjue's eyes suddenly turned cold, "However, if you want to take a shortcut, you have to pay a price."

A cold light flickered in his eyes.

"If you don't have the strength to control these evil spirits, then you must be prepared to be swallowed by them."

As soon as Meng Xianjue finished speaking, Cheng Weiwan and Ling Siyao both felt a chill on their backs.

Ling Siyao made a haha: "Ghost sect's cultivation method is beyond the law of heaven and is not restricted. It is no wonder that it is suppressed by all parties. The weather is so good today. Wanwan, come here quickly, I see a flower of you Flowers I've never seen before..."

When Cheng Weiwan was interrupted by Ling Siyao, the chill in his heart disappeared instantly. When Ling Siyao said this, he wanted to quarrel with him, so he moved towards Ling Siyao with his mouth flattened, and muttered: "You How do you know I must have never seen it?"

Ling Siyao rolled his eyes at him: "I said if you haven't seen it, you must have never seen it. Come quickly."

And Meng Xianjue stood aside, his eyes getting darker.

Ghost cultivators are dirty, cunning, unable to see the light, and can only live in the gutter forever.

Cheng Weiwan, what will you do when you are wrapped in mud?

There was not much time left for them to have fun on the grass, Ling Siyao was worried that the Tianmen from behind would catch up, and urged Meng Xianjue to summon the spirit boat as soon as possible.

Meng Xianjue also had this kind of worry, but his spirit ship had been blown up by those lunatics from the Sword Heart Sect during his escape last time...

However, there is more than one spirit ship for the master of the ghost sect.

There are rumors that [-]% of Tianlu's wealth is mainly concentrated in three places, Tianmen, Guizong and underground Lingshi mines.

As the master of the ghost sect, Meng Xianjue naturally possessed inexhaustible wealth.

Cheng Weiwan realized it later, but this time, he was really surprised by Meng Xianjue's extravagance.

The small spirit ship they were on before had strong maneuverability and strong concealment, but its comfort level was much lower.

He also thought that Meng Xianjue would summon a spirit ship with a slightly larger space than before, but he didn't expect——Meng Xianjue summoned a "palace".

There are golden walls and green tiles, layers of cornices, and a pearl carved in the center of the glazed roof.

Cheng Weiwan took a closer look, only to find that it was the power supply core of the spirit ship.

Using high-grade spirit stones as a power source is really rich and powerful.

But Ling Siyao froze in place, dumbfounded, and after a long while, she said: "Oh my god."