Xianjun has a disaster

It has to be said that this mandrill mandrill dim sum man just broke his head and forgot the past, but he also has a family style in every move, dignified, self-sustaining, and elegant temperament.

It is also in this contrast that his current appearance, which is thinly red, pretending to be calm but inadvertently revealing his true feelings, is particularly touching.

Even Lu Ren, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but widen his eyes, showing some inexplicable pity for this unknown noble son.

But Ji Xueting just glanced at that person, then walked away without thinking, and began to discuss the next countermeasures with Lu Ren.

People still need to be saved. Since that person doesn't remember his identity, it's not a big problem.Ji Xueting had seen it before, and the luggage piled up in the mandrill's lair probably belonged to that young master, and if he searched there, he would always find clues.When the identity of this person is found out and he arrives in a town with people, he can naturally think of other ways to resettle him.

"Well, this person is actually from the Shannan Yan family?"

Lu Ren looked through those gadgets and couldn't help sighing in a low voice.

As a former scribe of Tongming Palace, Lu Ren was used to dealing with mortal documents, so he was a little surprised to find out the identity of the young master at this time.This Shannan Yan family is one of the most aristocratic families in the world, and they even have intertwined relationships with many Ascension Immortal Officials.Therefore, even though he is of the same line as a mortal, with the surname "Yan", he should not be underestimated.

"What did you say his last name was?"

Hearing Lu Ren's whisper, Ji Xueting couldn't help being stunned, and then asked one more question.

But before Lu Ren could speak again, he himself realized: "...Oh, you're talking about that Shannan banquet family."

"Otherwise, which banquet house can I have?"

Lu Ren asked back with a smile, and then suddenly realized that 3000 years ago, the family that was exterminated by mortals was also called... the Yan family.

And this Yan family has something to do with this Immortal Ji Xueting.

"Cough cough, cough, that is... what I mean is, the place where you and I are going to work, it's not as convenient to be a mortal as it is to be a god. We rescued the young master of the Yan family by accident like this. It will be much more convenient to get the favor of such a mortal family..."

Lu Ren hastily clenched his hands into a fist, pressed it to his lips and fake coughed several times before he brushed off the topic.

If the seal and the guide are correct, the man they rescued was named Yan Ke, and he was a son of the Yan family's direct line, with a distinguished and noble status, so it's no wonder that Lu Ren looked at that noble son from left to right. After a while, the joy is beyond words.

However, compared to Lu Ren's amiable look, Ji Xueting's expression was always indifferent.

When explaining his identity and follow-up plans to that Young Master Yan Ke, his attitude was still very gentle, even though Lu Ren looked at it, he still felt that he was a little more unfamiliar with that mortal than before.

That Yan Ke seemed to have noticed this too, the redness on her cheeks faded instantly, her face was a little paler than before, she looked a little pitiful.

But Ji Xueting just didn't know, smiled and cupped his hands, and then avoided the side after saying what he had to say, staying away from that person.

Lu Ren watched the interaction between the two, his eyes flickered, he hesitated for a moment, but he still couldn't restrain his curiosity, and when Ji Xueting turned back to pack the soft gold and silver that could be used in the wreckage, he finally avoided Yan Ke and got together When he got to Ji Xueting's side, he asked awkwardly: "Ji Xianguan, I think you don't like that mortal very much? But what's wrong with him?"

——Is it impossible to feel unhappy just because the surnames of "Yan" and "Yan" sound the same?

He asked vaguely, but Ji Xueting could hear clearly, and quickly smiled and waved his hands to explain: "Oh, it has nothing to do with that Yan Gongzi, it's my own eccentricity, but anyone who gets close to this kind of gentle, dignified and self-restraining nobleman It’s easy to feel chest pain.”

"Chest... hurts?"

He has already ascended to become a god, yet he still suffers from chest pain?

Hearing Ji Xueting's explanation, Na Luren was obviously more confused than before, but he only stayed for a moment, and saw Ji Xueting's lips smiling, and suddenly realized: "Ji Xianguan, why are you like this... Talking nonsense, talking nonsense?! As a fairy, so frivolous, what is the right, what is the right?!

"Hahaha, Lu Xianyou taught me a lesson!"

Ji Xueting really laughed.

Afterwards, how Lu Ren was depressed, and how Ji Xueting fooled the matter with haha, he didn't mention it in detail.

After a while, Ji Xueting had finished packing his things, wrapped those valuables into a bundle and hung them behind his back, then walked to the side of the cave, with the corner of his eyes on the noble man sitting motionless at the entrance of the cave, and opened his mouth as if nothing had happened. Discussed with Lu Ren: "Your Immortal Lu, I have something on my back, I will trouble you to carry that Young Master Yan down the mountain later."

Lu Ren: "Ah, but—"

Hearing Lu Ren's embarrassing tone, Ji Xueting turned around and was stunned.

It turned out that Luren also packed a package—it's just that he had stayed in the fairy world for many years, and he was used to relying on fairy magic, so the package he packed was full of gold, silver, silk jewels, Linlin Lang Lang covered his back like a small hill.

On the contrary, Ji Xueting habitually only picked up the undamaged and undamaged Shenshui Xiangshen from the wreckage of luggage, as well as some old ink and night pearls for lighting... They are all lightweight, extremely valuable and rare things, so Even though it was packed well, it was only a small lump in comparison, in stark contrast to the pile on Lu Ren's back.

Lu Ren tugged at the knotted bundle on his chest with his hand, looked at Ji Xueting with a bitter face, and said with a stiff smile: "Well, Ji Xianguan, you see, it's actually not easy for me to pack up—"

Ji Xueting: "..."

Ji Xueting: "Then I'll do it."

He sighed silently, with the same smile on his face, and walked towards Yan Ke who had been settled at the entrance of the cave by them earlier.

That Yan Ke was indeed quiet, after being sent to sit on the big rock at the entrance of the cave, she remained motionless, which was not annoying at all.

Ji Xueting thought like this, but he didn't know that the reason why the young master Yan Ke in front of him was so quiet was purely because at this moment, he had already fallen into a bizarre hallucination.

……

【How dare I... I shouldn't...】

【Why am I dreaming again? 】

【Hehe, how ridiculous...how am I...qualified...】

In the beginning, it was just whispers as thin as a mosquito, like someone was whispering in his ear, or he was murmuring to himself uncontrollably.

Then came the headache.

After the headache... a bizarre hallucination.

Yan Ke only felt that she was in a trance, as if she had changed her shell and changed her place. She was no longer the noble son of the world, Yan Ke, but a pale monster with a human upper body and a ferocious snake tail on the lower body. Countless spells were nailed to the black prison.

Those incantations wandered on the surface of his skin, carved deep and visible bone lines on the indestructible skin, and squeezed out black and red viscous blood.

The kind of pain that almost made people's minds fall into madness made the hallucination of "Yan Ke" become extremely real in an instant, and he even felt... that person named "Yan Ke", who happened in the cave, and that person The encounter with the immortal named Ji Xueting seemed to be really just his own delusion.

As soon as he thought of this, he felt an unforgettable hatred and pain in his heart—hatred and pain towards himself.

Those spells flickered on and off according to his emotions, wandering faster.

"Stop! Immortal Lord Tianqu! You have lost your mind and soul, if you continue like this, you will never recover—"

A Taoist in Tsing Yi was standing in the distance, unable to get close because of the barrier of the formation, he could only shout.

"Hahahaha……"

But with the sharper and sharper pain, he couldn't help but started to laugh.

"You don't understand, Mr. Taichang...you don't understand..." He whispered softly, as if speaking to someone in the distance, or as if he was muttering to himself, "I have been looking for him for the first 1000 years, Then I always thought, when I find him, I must treat him well, and I will never lie to him...harm him...but then, I couldn't find him, so I went to After seeing the Magic Sky Water Mirror, I went to see, the things I did to him..."

He suddenly coughed, coughing up balls of dirty blood.

"Then I realized that I am... not qualified to be with him at all."

Tianqu Xianjun looked at the black snakes transformed from dirty blood in the formation, and said softly.

"...you shouldn't even think about it."

The moment the voice fell, his snake tail stretched out.

All the delusional thoughts of the demons, those dark and ferocious black snakes, were almost all crushed by him in an instant.

……

"Young Master Yan—"

"Young Master Banquet?"

"Young Master Banquet!"

Ji Xueting sighed and patted Yan Ke on the shoulder.

I don't know what this young master was thinking, but at first he ignored Ji Xueting for a while.

Seeing that his face was extremely ugly, Ji Xueting originally thought that something was wrong with him, and just wanted to probe with his hands, but unexpectedly, Yan Ke jumped up from the rock and avoided Ji Xueting as if he had seen a ghost. hand.

Ji Xueting: "..."

Yan Ke gasped and stood there looking at Ji Xueting, her lips trembling slightly.For a moment, like Zhou Gong dreaming of a butterfly, he didn't know whether he was Zhou Gong or a butterfly.

He is Yanke.

Is he... a monster?

No, no, he is Yan Ke, he is Yan Ke.

Ji Xueting in front of him told him that his name is Yan Ke, and he is... Yan Ke, the son of a mortal family who was rescued by Ji Xueting.

In the chaotic thoughts, the despair that belonged to the monster in the illusion still vaguely remained in his consciousness.

……

"I'm not qualified...to touch..."

As for Yan Ke's fragmented and extremely weak whispers, that is to say, Ji Xueting is now a fairy official, so she can barely hear a little bit.

yo--

Not qualified to touch you?

Ji Xueting was speechless in his heart, and thought to himself, didn't this young man look quite docile before?After ignoring him for such a short while, he actually started to make such a fuss?

Is this the arrogance of the so-called son of a family?

This is completely different from a guy 3000 years ago who was calm no matter how he provoked him.

Suddenly, this little boy became a little interesting.

Previously, Ji Xueting only wanted to avoid this nobleman, but at this moment, his heart moved slightly, and he couldn't help feeling a little bit of teasing.

"Well, Mr. Yan, I have a burden on my back, and there are cliffs beyond the entrance of the mandrill cave. To be on the safe side, I'm afraid I have to carry you down."

Ji Xueting suddenly changed his previous alienation from Yan Ke, and suddenly became extra "friendly".

He stared at Yan Ke's pale face, and suddenly smiled slightly.

The son of a family is the most important etiquette, but such a young man is held in his arms like a child, it is not good to think about it.

"hug me?"

Sure enough, Yan Ke still looked awe-inspiring and inviolable, refusing to let Ji Xueting get close, but at this moment she turned her head involuntarily, opened her eyes wide, and murmured in shock.

"Yes, hug you."

After Ji Xueting finished speaking, he stretched out his arms, not allowing the man to move, and easily hugged Yan Ke in his arms.

"You and I……"

Yan Ke's breathing became heavy all of a sudden, and Ji Xueting could feel through the fabric of the clothes that every muscle in Yan Ke's body was as tense as a stone, appearing extremely tense.Maybe it was because he was too flustered, but at this moment, that person didn't care about his indifferent and arrogant appearance before, he looked up at Ji Xueting like a baby bird, his dark eyes seemed to be dyed with a strange water color.

Tsk, this expression...

"Um--"

Ji Xueting let out a soft hum, and endured the sudden dull pain in his chest.

Tsk tsk, you really deserve it, you really shouldn't make such foolish intentions.Self-inflicted evil, can not live.

Ji Xueting practiced his skills secretly, and immediately relieved the pain in his chest, and at the same time, he quickly reviewed himself.

Then Ji Xueting faced Shang Yanke again, and his attitude was much more correct than before.

"In Xiaji Xueting, it should be calculated how much older you are. If you want to, you can call me Brother Xueting, you can also call me Daoist Ji, if you really can't, call me like my friend Lu Xian Immortal Ji is naturally fine. I forgot to mention that we are not ordinary people, we have other supernatural powers, even if we carry you down the mountain, we will not hurt you at all, young master, don't be afraid."

Ji Xueting raised his eyebrows, and whispered to Yan Ke.

"Snow... Snow Court..."

Hearing these words, Yan Ke suddenly thought of something, his expression was startled, and his eyes became more lax for a moment.

"It's Brother Xue Ting. Of course, if you really can't say it out loud, you can call me Brother Xue Ting."

Ji Xueting corrected.

"Brother Xue Ting... Xue Ting... brother..."

As if Yan Ke had never met someone like Ji Xueting, she repeated it twice in a row as if her tongue was tied, her face turned white and then red, red and white again, and she seemed to have become even more stupid.

Well, he is also a son of a family, this one in his arms seems to be much more cute than the one 3000 years ago.

Thinking of this, Ji Xueting almost laughed out loud.

……

【"Hey, blind man, you lost in the boxing guessing game. I would like to accept the bet. Next, you have to call me Brother Xue Ting."]

【"...What should I call you?"】

【"Call me brother!"】

【"what?"】

【"……elder brother!"】

【"Good boy."】

【"...Damn it, Yan Ci, you bastard!"】

……

All of a sudden, the familiar dull pain seemed to be causing trouble again.

Ji Xueting shivered, quickly looked away from Yan Ke's face, and then hugged him to his chest.

Yan Ke was also obedient, and consciously buried her face in Ji Xueting's chest, but she was still nervous, and her fingers grabbed the clothes on Ji Xueting's chest, just barely breaking the poor fabric.

Of course Ji Xueting didn't care about such trivial matters at this time, and after hugging Yan Ke tightly, he greeted Lu Ren: "Your Immortal Lu, let's go!"

After finishing speaking, the whole person jumped up, and like a bird, lightly touched some raised rocks on the cliff and fell down.

In this way, Ji Xueting, who was busy looking for the way, naturally wouldn't know the almost magical thoughts in the heart of the seemingly well-behaved little boy in his arms...

【I like him. 】

[Even if the mind and soul are all destroyed, and the thunder disaster is added to the body... I want to be with him. 】

[After all... I... am just Yan Ke.A clean feast for mortals]

Moreover, most of the gods in this world are soft-hearted and kind-hearted. His elder brother Xue Ting is so gentle, if he begs him at all costs...

At the end of the day, it's possible to get a little nostalgia.