The full-level Demon Venerable was forced to obey

Cheng Mochi followed Chu Shiluo, and as soon as he walked out of the lobby, he smelled a strange fragrance of flowers.

It was the fragrance of the Bana flowers that he smelled before going to sleep. The reason why he knew it was the Bana flowers was because his mansion in his previous life was located in the Demon Realm.

The Wangchuan River is next to the ghosts and monsters, and in the Wangchuan River, there are countless Bana flowers.

Cheng Mochi remembered, he felt that Lingjian Peak looked weird last night, and now he finally knew the reason.

Because the other shore flower originally grew in the river, how could it appear on the top of the cliff where there is no grass?

Cheng Mochi frowned slightly.He looked up at the top of the cliff, but lost his mind in surprise the next moment.

Last night, it was just a cluster of flowers covering the peak, but now it has spread to a small half of the mountain.

Looking at it like that, it seems that today the platform they are on can be completely covered up.

"It really grew overnight?"

"Yesterday, I was so busy that my feet didn't touch the ground, and I really didn't pay attention."

"Why do I lose a little bit of sword energy when I look at Lingjian Peak?"

"You found it too? I thought it was my illusion."

The voices of discussions that lowered their voices continued to reach Cheng Mochi's ears.

He looked into the distance and found many students in blue school uniforms gathered together in twos and threes, holding swords, looking in the direction of Lingjian Peak, and whispering a few words from time to time.

Cheng Mochi glanced casually, then looked sideways at Chu Shiluo, and the next moment he couldn't help being stunned.

At this time, Chu Shiluo was looking up at the top of the mountain, seemingly in a daze.

The sea of ​​fiery red flowers was reflected in his eyes, his light-colored lips parted slightly, his expression was like that of a child seeing candy, with "want" written all over his face.

Cheng Mochi wanted to laugh, but suddenly, he noticed a figure driving towards them.

The figure was so fast that it landed on the platform almost in the blink of an eye.

Cheng Mochi took a look at the person who came, he was handsome and tall, he was the eldest disciple of Lingqi Fengfeng, named Fuchen.

This man is a genius in refining weapons, he has obtained the true biography of the master of the Spirit Tool Peak, and his reputation has spread far and wide since he was in his early twenties.

In his previous life, Cheng Mochi didn't have much contact with him, or in other words, he didn't have much impression of this person, but when he saw him today, he quickly fell in love with him, which is really strange.

With a smile on the corner of Fuchen's lips, he walked towards Chu Shiluo briskly, without giving Cheng Mochi the slightest look.

He saluted Chu Shi Luoduan uprightly, and said with a smile, "Little Martial Uncle."

His "Master Uncle" was really tactful and affectionate, not like addressing an elder, but like calling his own wife.

Cheng Mochi: "..." He has never felt as transparent as he is now.

He turned his head to look at Chu Shiluo, wondering how he would react.

Chu Shiluo was looking at the sea of ​​flowers all over the mountain in a trance, and when he heard someone calling him, he looked away and looked at Fuchen.

"Little Martial Uncle, I was entrusted by Xianshou to hand it over to you." Fuchen presented Chu Shiluo with a stack of cases, and stared at him without blinking.

Cheng Mochi's eyes turned back and forth between the two of them, and he found it quite interesting, making people want to cross their legs.

So, he squeezed in between the two of them in a daze, and grabbed the stack of cases into his hands.

Cheng Mochi smiled at Fuchen, and said: "Senior brother, is this the case that Xianshou said? You leave it to me, my master is precious, and I will do all the rough work. "

Fu Chen frowned, subconsciously took several steps back.

He took a look at Cheng Mochi, and when his eyes touched his face, he couldn't help but pause, and then his brows frowned even tighter.

Cheng Mochi looked at him with a smile, looking easy to talk to.

"Have you brought Lingyu?" Chu Shiluo walked out from behind Cheng Mochi, and also looked at Fuchen.

The disgust on Fu Chen's face disappeared immediately, with a smile on his face, he said in a gentle voice: "The Immortal Chief said that you should finish the work first, and then go to collect the reward."

After finishing speaking, he hastily continued: "Little uncle is short of money? I still have a lot here, I can give it all to you."

Cheng Mochi raised his eyebrows, thinking that this person looked at him with evil intentions, his eyes were almost glued to Chu Shiluo's face.

On the other hand, Chu Shiluo didn't feel ashamed at all when he was pointed out of his pocket, he didn't even blink his eyes, and just replied "No need" in a low voice.

Then he turned and went back to the house.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Fu Chen couldn't help but followed two steps forward, and said anxiously: "Little Martial Uncle, call me whenever you need."

Chu Shi Luoquan ignored it and ignored it.

Seeing Fuchen's reluctant look, Cheng Mochi couldn't help curling the corners of his lips.

When Chu Shiluo was completely out of sight, Fuchen finally turned his gaze to Cheng Mochi.

"Are you the apprentice that the little uncle took?" Fu Chen was expressionless, with a superior attitude.

Cheng Mochi smiled and nodded: "Yes, I don't know which uncle you are under?"

Fuchen paused for a moment, his face a little ugly.Maybe it's because of his reputation, it's the first time he's seen someone who doesn't know him when he grows up, and he feels ashamed.

He snorted coldly, and without returning to Mochi, he disappeared with his sword in the blink of an eye.

Cheng Mochi laughed. He felt that even though he was quite old, he still couldn't help wanting to argue with the children. This problem is not good and needs to be corrected.

"Are you going to be the door god outside?"

Chu Shiluo's voice came from inside the room, it was clear and cold, very pleasant to hear.

The smile on Cheng Mochi's face was even wider, he returned to the house with a stack of cases in one hand.

Half an hour later, on the only table in the lobby, a table full of papers was scattered.

"A ghost fire appeared in Luohe Village. All five members of 310 in the village were killed. The ghosts have not received any souls. I hope to find out. Li Jing, Cheng County Cheng of Luohe City, Yours sincerely." Cheng Mochi read out in a low voice while holding a piece of paper.

There are more than 30 cases in this stack of papers, and now he has the last one in his hand.

Chu Shiluo nodded: "Clean up, we should go."

They checked it just now, and these cases are probably caused by monsters, but they are not big things, and they can be solved in three or two days.

Cheng Mochi had nothing else to tidy up, so he rearranged the stack of papers.

Chu Shiluo sat at the side motionless, but his eyes flicked over Cheng Mochi intentionally or unintentionally, and he hesitated to speak several times.

Cheng Mochi could see his small movements clearly, but he didn't point them out.

After tidying up, Cheng Mochi looked at Chu Shiluo: "Okay, let's go now?"

Chu Shiluo glanced at him and said softly, "Aren't you going to change your clothes?"

Cheng Mochi is still wearing the ragged clothes from yesterday, his arms and legs are exposed in large areas, and his tight abdominal muscles are also looming.

His skin is not dark, but it is not as white and tender as Chu Shiluo, and his whole body exudes a healthy energy unique to young people.

"I don't have any other clothes." Cheng Mochi smiled at Chu Shiluo, "Why don't you lend me yours, Master?"

Chu Shiluo looked up at him, no emotion could be seen on his calm face.

Cheng Mochi suddenly thought, it would be great if he could see this face with a different fragile expression than usual.

Suddenly his eyes went dark, and Cheng Mochi's head was covered by something, with a faint fragrance, blocking his more and more wanton sight.

He raised his hand to take it, and it was silky and cool to the touch. It was a sky blue gown.

Chu Shiluo was still sitting where he was, and at some point he had an extra cup of tea in his hand, and he was concentrating on tasting it.

These are all taken out of his storage ring. Cheng Mochi also had a storage ring with a large capacity in his previous life, which can probably hold a small city.

It's just that people are not things, and his innumerable properties were not brought over.

Cheng Mochi never cared about those extraneous things, so he was not polite when he took Chu Shiluo's clothes, and directly raised his hand to untie his belt.

"What are you doing?" Chu Shiluo looked at Cheng Mochi coldly.

Cheng Mochi: "Change your clothes."

"Change here?" Chu Shiluo glanced at his generously exposed abs, turned his face away without any trace, and said softly, "Shameless."

Cheng Mochi almost thought he had heard it wrong, but seeing Chu Shiluo's hard side face, he knew he hadn't misunderstood.

Chu Shiluo really felt that he was "shameless".

The bad energy in Cheng Mochi's body couldn't help but surge up. At the same time, he had already taken off his coat and was about to take off his pants.

At this moment, Chu Shiluo got up abruptly, turned around and went out the door.

Cheng Mochi kept moving his hands, but his eyes fell on Chu Shiluo's back. Looking at the slightly stiff back, Cheng Mochi's eyes filled with a smile.

This Chu Shiluo has such a thin skin.Everyone is a man, how could he find it abrupt?

After Cheng Mochi changed his clothes, he went out and found Chu Shiluo, who was leaning on the cliff, staring at the plum tree on the peak in a daze.

The little fox, who hadn't seen him all night, was rolling not far from him. His white hair had turned into a gray color after some experience.

Cheng Mochi walked towards him, and called out with a smile, "Master."

Chu Shiluo looked over, and then a trace of amazement flashed across his eyes, and he immediately turned his head, and said in an unnatural tone: "Let's go."

The little fox flicked its tail immediately, running and jumping to follow.

Chu Shiluo sacrificed a spirit sword, and the blade suddenly grew several times.When he stepped up, the little fox climbed onto his shoulders and sat down.

Cheng Mochi doesn't like Yujian, it's uncomfortable standing and sitting, not as comfortable as Tafeng at all.

But Chu Shiluo obviously didn't want him to use his magic power, so he could only go up and squeeze.

So, he also stepped on the spirit sword.

Before he could stand still, the blade rushed out.Cheng Mochi raised his hand subconsciously, wrapping around Chu Shiluo's waist.

After embracing him, Cheng Mochi's first thought was, why is this man's waist so thin?It seems to be easy to hold with two hands.

At the same time, when the blade slanted, the two of them almost fell, but Chu Shiluo regained control of the direction in just a moment.

Chu Shiluo: "What are you doing?"

Hearing this sound, Cheng Mochi felt that Chu Shiluo seemed a little annoyed, but he was standing behind him and couldn't see his expression at this time, so he felt a little regretful.

"What did Master say?" Cheng Mochi tightened his arms around the man, and his whole body stuck to it, "The wind is too strong, I didn't hear clearly."

Chu Shiluo was speechless for a long time, only his stiff body and the faster and faster sword showed his master's emotions.

The little fox was dazzled by the head-on wind, and gave up the idea of ​​sitting on his shoulders to let the wind out, and instead squeezed between Cheng Mochi and Chu Shiluo, forcibly separating the two from the boundary.

Cheng Mochi was forced to take a half step back, but his arms were still stubbornly wrapped around Chu Shiluo's waist.

Xu Shi's back finally stopped sticking to other people's chests, and Chu Shiluo's stiff shoulders finally relaxed a little.

But Cheng Mochi just stared at the little fox in his arms, not noticing his change.