Kuaichuan is pampered and coquettish

It was the third time that the ghost slave knocked on the door, and the young man acted like he hadn't heard it, and gently wiped the thin cold sweat beside the face of the man on the bed with a wet handkerchief, as if he was treating some kind of treasure.

"Your Majesty, Master Mozun sent an invitation card, inviting you to go to the Demon Palace to enjoy the flowers in the near future." Gui Nu stood tremblingly in front of the door, and if he did not get a response from Rong Shu, it would not be considered that he had notified him in place. The time is too late to blame, and he is the one who suffers, "Your Majesty..."

He was still about to say something, but the door in front of him was opened from the inside without any warning, and the beautiful girl brought back by Rong Shu yesterday was standing in front of him, she seemed to have just woken up, with eyes that hadn't faded. Tired, seeing the ghost slave at the door, he perked up a bit, raised his lips slightly, and took the invitation in his hand, "Your Majesty is still resting, I will give the invitation to him when the time comes, you go down first .”

Gui Nu finally sent out the invitation card, heaved a sigh of relief, saluted gratefully and withdrew.

After closing the door again, the young man squeezed the invitation card in his hand, looking at the flying golden handwriting on the red paper, his complexion darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, he snorted coldly, and turned his head to look at the warm and ambiguous neck of the young man on the bed. The sticky hickey seemed to be thinking of something, and the dark eyes suddenly revealed a bit of joy and joy.

So many people coveted his Arong, but he was the only one who got him.

The young man didn't immediately wake up Rong Shu who was still sleeping soundly. He gently took the other's bony fingers and put them in his mouth to deepen the marks on them. Then he sat in front of the dressing table to tidy up his appearance with satisfaction.

Rong Shu woke up in a daze, his throat was dry and uncomfortable, he held his neck to prop up his body, and someone leaned over and handed warm tea to his mouth, he subconsciously reached out to take it, but the person avoided him, The young man held the teacup stubbornly and refused to give it to him, "Brother, I'll feed you."

Hearing this voice, Rong Shu's dizzy and swollen mind finally came to his senses. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the young man with soft brows and beautiful eyes. It also changed back to how it was when we first met.

If it weren't for the indescribable soreness on his body, Rong Shu would almost have thought that everything last night was just an absurd and weird dream.

The young man reached out to help Rong Shu's shoulders, but was dodged. Rong Shu touched the thin underwear on his body, ignored the uneasy-looking shark beside the bed, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and poured a few glasses of water for himself. After entering the mouth, I feel that the burning throat is much more comfortable.

When he dipped in the water, he saw that his fingers were covered with tooth marks of varying degrees, and those charming images almost subconsciously flashed through his mind.

He pressed his temples with a headache, and looked back at the young man beside the bed. The other party poured water on his hand with a teacup, as if he had sensed his gaze, the young man raised his eyes and raised the corners of his lips, "Brother. "

Rong Shu wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was unbearably hoarse, and he closed his mouth in embarrassment, pursed his lips and turned to get dressed.

"I'll help you." The young man posted up to undress him affectionately. Rong Shu wanted to refuse, but the other party took advantage of the chaos and pinched his waist. His already sore body softened. He scolded loudly, "Go away."

"Did you get tired of me after only one night?" The young man rested his chin on Rong Shu's shoulder, his expression was very gentle, but he passed the other's arms and tied the belt on him irresistibly, "I In the past, I often helped my brother like this."

He finished his movements, kissed the cool earlobe of the other party with nostalgia, and then handed the invitation to Rong Shu.

Rong Shu moved back, opened the distance calmly, then glanced at the content on the invitation, and frowned slightly in surprise.

Why did Jun Ningfei suddenly send a few of his subordinates to the magic palace to enjoy the flowers? He didn't think the other party was such an elegant person. Could it be that on the surface it was for viewing the flowers but actually there was something he wanted to arrange for them to do?

Because he didn't have a good rest last night, when he woke up, it was almost time for the appointment. Rong Shu straightened his appearance, and used spells to eliminate the traces on his body in front of the mirror.

The young man grasped Rong Shu's hand with some dissatisfaction and took a heavy mouthful. He didn't let go until he tasted the smell of blood. He stubbornly suppressed the opponent's struggle, fed the blood into Rong Shu's mouth, and then licked it. Lips, "I want to go to the magic palace with you."

Rong Shu clutched the wound on his wrist, not understanding how he had irritated the other party, so he refused after hearing this without even thinking about it.

Even if Jun Ningfei didn't come to them this time to discuss something, he couldn't take anyone there casually.

The young man squinted his eyes and looked at him, "I will go wherever you go, in case you leave me again."

After he finished speaking, he turned into a red hair band, flew over to tie Rong Shu's hair, and calmly restrained his breath.

Rong Shu touched the hair tie, "Can you hide it from them like this?"

After all, the characters he was going to meet now were not ordinary and easily dismissable characters.

The young man sneered when he heard the words, "I can hide my mermaid breath and sneak into the magic palace without being discovered. You can tell them that you can't hide it."

"I hate Jun Ningfei." The young man whispered, "Sooner or later, I will let him..."

His voice gradually dropped, and Rong Shu couldn't hear the latter part, but he thought it was not a good thing, after all, Jun Ningfei had killed so many mermaids, and it was normal for the other party to hate him to the bone.

"Knock knock" Just as Rong Shu was about to go out, there was a sudden knock on the door, and Nan Lichuan's crisp voice came, "Master, do you want to see the calligraphy I practiced today?"

Rong Shu pushed open the door, and saw the child holding a few rice papers full of words, looking at him eagerly.

He smiled and took a few glances, "Xiao Chuan is a fast learner, I guess he won't need to practice calligraphy in a while."

Nan Lichuan was naturally happy to be praised, but thinking that he hadn't been able to lead the spirit into his body for so long, his heart sank again. He grabbed Rong Shu's sleeve and wanted to say something, but he was ashamed to speak, he was afraid The other party will think that he is stupid and dislike him.

"Then I'm leaving." Nan Lichuan hurriedly left after speaking.

With Rong Shu's cultivation base, it didn't take too long to go from the ghost world to the demon world, but when he arrived, everyone else had already arrived.

The most powerful beings from the three worlds of monsters and ghosts gathered in the huge garden, and the servants who accompanied them all lowered their heads and did not dare to take a breath.

"Ghost." Meiba secretly picked off a water-blue flower whose name was unknown and handed it to Rong Shu, "For you."

Rong Shu, "!!!"

Several demon generals around looked at Meiba one after another, and one of the baby faces winked at him, and said in a low voice, "You are still brave, Meiba, you dare to pick the flowers in the king's palace, you can't even scare the ghost." Dare to take it."

Rong Shu really didn't dare to answer, his fingertips trembled, and he raised his eyes to look at Jun Ningfei who was leading the way in front of him, just as the other party turned around, their eyes met as expected.

Jun Ningfei's eyes were barren, as if the flames had devoured everything and burned everything up. When Rong Shu met those eyes, he subconsciously felt a chill down his back.

It was a pair of lifeless eyes that seemed to have lost their soul.

"Rong Qing, why are you looking at me like this? Something is stained on my face." Jun Ningfei curled his lips, his eyes darkened.

When he said the word Rong Qing, everyone's faces changed immediately. Many people may have forgotten the original name of the ghost king, but they remembered

It is very clear that Jun Ningfei was forced to change his name when the name Rong Shu collided with him.

Rong Shu's sexual orientation is not a secret, and they all know that the other party once had a crazy crush on Jun Ningfei, although it stopped later, but now...

Rong Shu's expression was not very good when he heard this address, he bowed his head apologetically to admit his mistake, and flattered him, "Your Majesty is now at the top of the Three Realms, looking down on the world, his aura is not very human, every time I see you Your Majesty, I can't help but surrender to you."

Jun Ningfei raised his lips casually, and there was a hint of meaning in his eyes. He didn't continue to look at the grooming book, but turned everyone's attention to a cluster of red and blue multi-petal flowers that perfectly blended together. Putting one in his nose and sniffing it, he said indifferently, "This kind of flower was found in a secret place a hundred years ago by the pharmacist in the palace. He ground it into powder and made incense. It has the miraculous effect of dredging the meridians, even in sleep, it can be cultivated unconsciously, but it must be made into incense in the correct way, and the flowers just bloomed, so you can pick a few and go back to try the effect."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward." After hearing the miraculous effect of the flower, everyone thanked them one after another, and then lined up to pick the flowers in a neat manner.

After they finished picking the flowers, Jun Ningfei had already left, and the group of palace slaves gave each of them a piece of paper with the method of making incense.

Rong Shu was about to leave when someone bumped his shoulder. He turned around and saw the baby face that teased Meiba before, and the other party stuck out his tongue at him, "I'm sorry."

After speaking, he turned his head and embraced the arm of the young man in white beside him, and tiptoed to kiss him on the face.

Rong Shu was surprised in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face. He secretly looked away at the two of them a few more times.

The young man in white was handsome and extraordinary, and the indifferent look on his face was obviously softened when he faced the baby face, and the baby face smiled and handed the flowers to the young man, "A Jin, smell this smell, it's better than the smell of crabapple flowers smell."

From a long distance away, Rong Shu saw the gray figure sitting at the door of his hall. The other person shook his head, holding a branch and drawing something on the ground with a listless expression.

Ordinary people's perceptual ability is weak, until Rong Shu approached, Nan Lichuan didn't realize that he was back, stood up and wanted to run to the opponent's arms, but was stopped by the merman who didn't know when he changed into a human form.

The shark lowered his head, and showed a malicious smile at a place Rong Shu couldn't see, but his voice was very gentle, "Little guy, why are you sitting here alone?"

Nan Lichuan lowered his eyes and murmured, "I...I just want to see Master."

The shark wanted to say something else, but Rong Shu had already walked around him and stroked Nan Lichuan's soft hair, "Are you worried about cultivation?"

His words directly pointed out Nan Lichuan's troubles these days, the child lowered his head a little ashamedly, "Master, do I really have poor talent?"

He remembered that when he tested the spiritual root, the light from the spiritual root was very weak. When he saw other sects recruiting disciples in the mortal world, most of them were brighter than his.At first, he thought that he would be very happy to be able to cultivate immortals if he had spiritual roots, but now he found that even if he had spiritual roots, he still couldn't cultivate without talent.