Monster, I don't want to double repair with you

hate this.

"Then where can we kiss?" Ye Xun'an's hand went straight down, squeezing Bai Youping's side that hadn't recovered yet.

"No, it's not..."

Ye Xun'an couldn't see Bai Youping's dodging eyes the most, like a plate of crystal clear grapes with water droplets, forcing others to pick and taste.

He hugged Bai Youping by the waist, and Ye Xun'an, who had recovered some strength, easily controlled Bai Youping.

The lips and teeth are entangled, charming and lingering.

Until his hands dishonestly peeled off Bai Youping's coat, Bai Youping was still ignorant.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, this is..."

Ye Xun'an couldn't make it up any longer. Facing a person who didn't know anything, coaxing him to bed and saying it was healing, this kind of behavior was worth five or nine days of thunder!

"Healing?"

Bai Youping has been completely brainwashed by Ye Xun'an. Although he felt that it was inappropriate for the first meeting to develop like this, he also felt that this matter was very reasonable, as if it was not the first time he did this?

Rational and unfamiliar desires beat Bai Youping's nerves repeatedly.

Ye Xun'an finally came to Bai Youping's neck, that white and clean spot that no one had marked before, he licked it lightly, but he didn't dare to bite, after all, the current Bai Youping might be shattered if he took one bite.

"If I say it's not just for healing, would you still be willing?"

Bai Youping wanted to nod, but he felt that he was not reserved enough, and he was afraid that Ye Xun'an would feel that he was not firm enough if he answered late.

In the chaos, outside the door, the enchantment left by Yang Qingyun roared loudly:

"I don't want to, Ye Xunan, you old monster, stay away from our Xiaobai!"

The author says:

Second watch, today's day is over!Now that it's over, let's see enough at once!

Every time I finish it, I am happy, but also a little sad. I am very grateful to all the readers for their company. Writing is a hobby. If everyone is willing to read it, I am willing to write.

In the next book, I may have to change the style and write a dog-blood article. Welcome everyone to join me, I love you all. . .

110. Extra Story [-]

◎"Have you heard that the Emperor of Heaven seems to hold a meeting all night in order to subdue those monsters?"

"A meeting? Why don't I know!

"Have you heard that, in order to subdue those monsters, the Emperor of Heaven seems to hold a meeting overnight."

"A meeting? Why didn't I know?"

"Of course you don't know, our level is not qualified at all, and we went there to make up for it. I heard that we only called a few ruthless characters."

"Yes, I heard that Taishang Laojun and Yue Lao both attended together. This time it seems that it is not easy, and they were invited."

"Yes, wouldn't that be wonderful?"

The ones who spoke were a few little fairies in the sky, all of whom had just ascended to the ascension, and they were still beaming when they talked about gossip.

I only heard someone "cough" from behind, and all the little fairies immediately stopped talking, looked at each other, and left angrily.

The one who came was none other than Yuelao, one of the protagonists they just discussed.

The statues of the moon gods enshrined in the mortal world are all kind old men.

In fact, Yue Laozhen is also a handsome man with a face like jade.

It's only strange that when Yuelao was ignorant of the world, he dug the first big hole in his career by appearing in his true form for the first time in the dream of the praying person.

The praying girl mistakenly thought that the one who fell into the dream was her wishful husband. Except for screaming and fainting, no one heard Yuelao's self-introduction.

As a result, these girls really saw their true son, whose appearance was far less than the man in their dreams, and they all felt incredible. Some even found the Yuelao Temple and cried every day, saying that Yuelao made a mistake in the marriage and made Yuelao Give her back the lover of her dreams.

Yuelao receives such complaints from pilgrims every day, and he is also suffering.

I was careless for a while, and the mess I created can only be cleaned up slowly by myself, after years of unremitting efforts.

Yue Lao finally tied the red line between these girls and their husbands.It was also from that day that Yuelao made two decisions:

First, entrust dreams to all believers in the image of an octogenarian, asking to reshape the statues of mortal gods.The second is that he wants to recruit people, and the standard for recruiting people is to be upright, but not to be too outstanding in appearance.

"Master, you called your disciple, didn't you?"

Behind Yuelao is a little fairy who is not very romantic, let alone suave.

Even if the fairy officials in the sky can't be handsome, they can't be hard to swallow.

Xiaoxian has regular eyebrows, but she keeps eating non-stop, with food crumbs still sticking to the corners of her mouth.As a result, the fairy official costumes that have just been distributed are now in a hurry again.

"Qingyun, how long have you been a teacher?"

"Back to Master, it's been 500 years." Xiaoxian also knew that he was greedy, but he just couldn't control it. He swallowed the peanuts in his mouth hastily, and clapped his hands on his clothes.

"500 years, it's not too short, do you know why you were chosen as a teacher in the first place?"

Qingyun was startled when he asked this question, how did he know how he got Yuelao's blue eyes, was able to step on the admission line of Feisheng, and finally ranked in the immortal class, could it be because he was particularly fond of Yuelao's eyes ?

After all, he was really penniless, and even he himself felt baffled, so he went to heaven in a daze.

Qingyun's thoughts drifted a little far away, and there was no answer for a long time, Yuelao gradually slowed down, turned around and said:

"Qingyun, do you know that being a god is not done once and for all."

"what?"

Qingyun has been in the Heavenly Court for 500 years, as long as he does not make a big mistake, he has never heard of any immortal official being expelled from the immortal status.

But he knew from the look on Master's expression that things might not be good.

"Master, master, apprentice, did you make a mistake and you don't want me anymore?"

When it comes to making mistakes, Qingyun is still covered in cold sweat.

It's a long story, and it's all because of my own complacency.

In the Yuelao Palace, Qingyun is mainly responsible for guarding the red line of marriage for new shipments. Originally, this was an extremely simple matter.

However, at the emergency meeting held by the Emperor of Heaven that day, Yuelao was ordered to assist Laojun to make a magic weapon that could best restrain and even grasp the location of monsters at any time.

There was some discord between Yuelao and Laojun, but for the sake of the common people in the world, it was rare for the two of them to be in unison, and they agreed without saying a word.

After the two discussed, the marriage line was the best raw material choice.

As a result, the task of escorting the red line of marriage naturally fell on Qing Yun.

Yue Laoqian reminded Wan Wan that this matter is of great importance and must not be sloppy.

The marriage line is very magical. People who are destined to meet thousands of miles away can reunite even if they are separated by thousands of miles.However, if you are really ashamed, even if Yuelao personally tied the knot, the thread will be broken as soon as it is broken.

After that day, Yuelao worked overtime to make the red thread, in order to supply the speed of Laojun's trial, after all, a hundred red threads may not be able to make a qualified product.

Generally speaking, the production of the first three pieces was relatively smooth, except for the fourth one, which is also the rarest one.

Laojun has already smelted all the red lines in the inventory, and his Laojun furnace is almost unable to suppress the generals. If this monster cannot be subdued earlier, the world may not be in chaos anytime soon.

"Go ask your master for more red thread, this batch of work is so rough!"

Laojun's white robe is also gone, and his hairstyle that should have been fairy-like is now made to look like underground rock. It's not his fault. After all, when it comes to scientific research, all Frankensteins probably have a sleepless obsession.

Qingyun got his life, and ran back to Yuelao Palace in a short trot.

"Master..." Before Qing Yun finished speaking, he saw Yue Lao who seemed to have just returned, sitting in front of the couch by himself, with some red flowers blooming under his feet.

"Are you back?" Yuelao's face was a little pale, probably because the demand for the red rope was too high recently, and his body couldn't take it anymore.

"Master, your feet?"

Although Yuelao's robe covered his feet, Qingyun still noticed with sharp eyes that Master's foot was injured, and the edge of the robe was stained with blood.

"It's okay, don't be careful."

Yue Lao waved his hands, got up together, turned around and took out a small box from the cabinet,

"Qingyun, this red rope is absolutely extraordinary. Its tenacity is the most of all red ropes. It is self-evident that the marriage is self-evident. Once it is tied, even if it is dead and cannot be reincarnated, it will be a ghost couple for three lives and three lives. Tell me Lord, you must pay more attention."

Qingyun took the box and nodded.

He was very curious, as an immortal monarch, even he knew how to transmit voices across thousands of miles, but the master never talked to the old gentleman, and always asked him to convey it.

Although he is not smart, he is not stupid either. There must be a problem between these two people, but Qing Yun knows what the problem is, so he doesn't ask what shouldn't be asked.

Just as Qingyun was about to leave, he found that there were several eye-catching red flowers blooming at the footprints that Yuelao had just walked behind. This flower is really strange, it only has a corolla and no leaves.

Going back to Laojun's palace, Laojun has been forced by his disciples to rest, otherwise, even a god will run out of spiritual power, and he will not die, but will automatically shut down and then sleep for a long time.

"Meet Laojun, this is the latest marriage line made by my master, my master asked me to remind you..."

"Shh..."

Before Qingyun finished speaking, a person flashed out from the hall. He looked very strange. He had never seen him before, so he was probably new here.

"This fairy, it's really a coincidence that the teacher just took a break. If you are not in a hurry, can you wait for a while, the teacher wakes up, and I will call you again."

Although Qingyun has been here for 500 years, he is still a newcomer after all. The big fairy officials can't stand up to him, and the small fairy officials either have a weird temper or are too far away from him. Finally, there is a peer of his age. He suddenly came here cooked up:

"Are you new here?"

"Yes, just