After picking up the merman junior brother, I was forced to eat soft food

Jing Zun approached him, said with a slight smile, "You forgot to pretend to be gloomy these two days, don't you want to be seen through when you go back?"

"What?" A Zhuo was startled and turned around quickly.

Ever since he was with Jing Zun, how could he remember the character design, which showed his original character.

Jing Zun circled in front of him: "Second Junior Brother can see it, don't you think I really can't notice it?"

Even if he couldn't hear what was in his heart, he would have discovered it a long time ago when he got along like this.

He bowed his head in shame: "I... I have a reason."

[But what should I say about this reason, my brother would not believe me if I told him. ] He couldn't help sighing, faltering and saying nothing for a while.

"I've said long ago that it's up to you, you don't have to maintain anything." Jing Zun caressed his face and said softly, "Be yourself, okay?"

Ah Zhuo looked at him, and after a while, nodded heavily.

The demon king and the ghost king are all ready to go, but Jing Zun shows no sign of leaving. Every day, they wander leisurely in the demon clan. The two of them are impatient and ask more than once: "What are we waiting for?"

"Wait for my junior brother." Jing Zun practiced calligraphy with a pen.

Seeing this incomparably astonishing scene, the two lamented that the customs of the Demon Race can cultivate people so much, and they can turn a former scumbag of the immortal sect into a diligent and studious person. They marveled and wondered at the same time: "Junior Brother Jiang is going with us?"

"Yeah." Jing Zun took advantage of this and said to Yan E, "When the time comes, please take him to meet his family."

"Small things, no problem." Yan E nodded, "Then should we wait somewhere else? It's not appropriate to stay with the demons all the time. The lord has a good temper and a bad temper. I can't stand it."

"He's not here for a few days."

"The master is not here, so it's even more inconvenient for us guests to stay. Are you afraid that you won't have the money to live elsewhere? Let's cooperate for a game. I'll pay for it. Isn't that interesting?"

"Thank you, there is no shortage of money for the time being." Jing Zun put down his pen, Moxiu came in and served them refreshments, saluted respectfully, and presented a brochure, "Lord, this is the dowry list."

"Yeah." He took it and pulled it, and the booklet fell to his feet.

"It's still hard work." He was scanning up.

Yan E smacked his tongue and said, "The dowry, are you getting married?"

The person sitting next to him reached out and pulled him.

He continued to ask: "I didn't see who you were close to. Why are you getting married suddenly? This is because you are not mean enough. Would you like to introduce us?"

The person next to him pulled him again.

He said excitedly: "Who is it, who is it, have we met?"

Seeing that he was being held back, Xuan Yan finally said, "Didn't you hear that just now that Demon Cultivator called him the Lord?"

The words that he still wanted to ask suddenly stopped on his lips, Yan E stared blankly, and after a while, he looked him up and down and pondered: "No, he doesn't look like the new lord, he can't be alone .”

"It's true that I'm not alone." Jing Zun put away the brochure, "I'm Jing Zun."

There was a sudden silence in front of him.

After a long while, the two stood up abruptly and covered their respective magic weapons: "Demon Lord!"

"You are not dead!"

Jing Zun raised his eyes leisurely, and lightly pushed away their magic weapons: "No."

"Then..." The two couldn't figure it out for a moment.

The legendary Mozun Jing Zun is not dead, he is back.

But what about the new Demon Lord of the Demon Race? Now that Jing Zun is back, how can he tolerate someone occupying the magpie's nest?

And what are these demon cultivators doing? Why do they seem to recognize both lords?

This really tested the brain capacity of the demon king and ghost king, so much so that Jing Zun's marriage was no longer enough to watch.

Jing Zun replied indifferently: "I am Jing Zun, but now the Lord of the Demon Race is my junior brother."

"Do you also have a junior brother in the Demon Race?" The two asked, and after a pause, they reacted in panic, "Hey, so this new lord is Junior Brother Jiang?"

Jing Zun nodded.

"Then he still used Ku Mengdie to me a few days ago!" Yan E slapped the table, "At any rate, he used to be in the same sect, does he still have me as a senior brother in his eyes?"

Xuan Yan was worried: "He belongs to my demon clan, do you plan to stay with the demon clan?"

"Oh, no wonder the new lord kept staring at you during the dinner before, and even served you some food. You two are brothers in the first place. Isn't this normal and ridiculous. I thought he had taken a fancy to you."

"..."

You are right.

But... that's all your focus, there's nothing else to ask?

Although these two people are extremely surprised, they can accept it after careful consideration. They are not like immortals, they don't have so many rules and regulations, not to mention they can't control other people's demons.

A few days later, Ah Zhuo came back, and they went to the South China Sea together.

Sometimes Yujian along the way, passing through the lively world, and occasionally going down for a walk.

But Yan E still remembered Ku Mengdie's grudge, and he had no noses and eyes with A Zhu all the way, until Xuan Yan reminded him that A Zhu was the younger brother of his future wife, be careful when he said next to his elder brother, he would Do not go with him.

He suddenly changed his attitude, and smiled happily at Ah Zhuo again.

Ah Zhuo is very strange, but this senior brother Yan, oh no, it should be the ghost king, it is not normal and it is not a day or two, and he should get used to it.

But the two of them were not used to watching Ah Zhuo, Junior Brother Jiang didn't like to talk or laugh before, why is it different now?

Not only loves to talk and laugh, but also reveals endless purity when looking at people with big eyes.

Yan E used to think that he was difficult to get along with, but now he hopes that all the mermaids are as cute as him.

During the conversation along the way, the previously neglected question came to mind again, and Yan E asked Jing Zun again: "Who are you going to marry?"

"Married?" Ah Zhu heard this.

"Yeah, you don't know, your big brother is preparing the dowry." He rolled his eyes and pulled Ah Zhu aside, "You must know that person, tell us?"

Ah Zhuo blinked, didn't speak, and looked at Jing Zun in surprise.

Yan E was disappointed: "Even you don't know, hey, Mr. Mozun, you are hiding it too well, right?"

Jing Zun didn't speak, just stared at A Zhuo and smiled faintly.

Yan E swayed back and forth between the two of them, rubbing his chin and pondering: "I'm really curious, who can get into the eyes of the Mozun, at least... must be as good-looking as Junior Brother Jiang, right?"

A Zhuo blushed slightly, and walked forward alone, Yan E wanted to chase, but was stopped by Xuan Yan: "Why are you teasing him, he doesn't know that person."

The room is close to the South China Sea, and there is a very lively small town next to it. The long street is soaked in the humidity of the sea breeze. It is spring, and the whole city is covered with water mist, and there are pear and peach blossoms flying all over the city, floating on the pedestrians. clothes.

The sand formation is invisible to humans, and the sealed area is only a corner of the sea, which is called a forbidden area by the locals. No one dares to go there, but it doesn't have much impact.

A few people walked along the long street in the city, bought melons, fruits, candied fruit, etc., and ate them all the way. Yan E saw that the colorful silk necklaces were very distinctively woven, so he bought a lot on a whim, and hung them on his body in colorful colors. Like a peacock spreading its tail.

It was evening when they found the inn, and they ate first and drank a few glasses of wine.

"At this time tomorrow, we should go our separate ways." Yan E raised his glass and said, they planned to go to the sand sinking formation tomorrow morning, open the door to get some things, and then go into the water to find someone, it won't take long.

"It's not like I won't see you in the future." Xuan Yan said.

"Okay, I'll invite you to the ghost world when I get married, but..." He smiled again, "I don't know if your demon clan will have a happy event first, or my ghost world first." After a while, he raised his eyebrows to the side, " But no matter what, it should be almost here, when can I go to your happy event in the demon world?"

"You don't have to think about it." Xuan Yan shook his head, "I'm not interested in love, you might as well go and see the fairy gate."

"Immortal Sect?" Yan E shrugged, "We have stayed in Zhaoyan Mountain for hundreds of years, and we have never seen any pair become Taoist couples."

"There are some, but I don't know why Xianmen disciples don't like to make it public. When I was in charge of the rules in the mountains, I caught a private meeting in the middle of the night."

"Why are you arresting them, aren't you beating mandarin ducks with sticks?"

Xuan Yan sighed: "I didn't know they were Taoist couples at the time, I only saw one person pulling another person's clothes under the tree, and thought it was a fight, so I dragged them all to the head teacher."

"..."

"Later they were imprisoned together for fifteen days. I don't know why, but after they got out, they even gave me some gifts and said they wanted to thank me."

"..." Yan E said, "Then they should really thank you."

Jing Zun said on the opposite side: "Don't worry, when my demon clan has a happy event, there will be a happy event in Xianmen."

"What's the matter, what news did you get?" The two had gossip faces, "Do you know of a pair of Taoist couples who are together, please tell me?"

Jing Zun was helpless, bowed his head to pick up food for the people around him, and didn't reply to their words.

After drinking, they went back to their rooms, two by two. There were not many people in the inn, but they didn't think too much about it. They only booked two rooms. Before going to the Demon Race, they slept in two by two.

The rooms are all upstairs, and on the second floor, Yan Efang thought of something again, and called to the two figures who were about to enter the door: "Hey, Master Mozun... hey, I'll call you Junior Brother Jing, you are about to get married, Isn't it appropriate to share a room with Ah Zhuo?"

The two stopped at the door, looking at him in surprise.

Xuan Yan pushed him into the room: "You and I are also in the same room, is there anything inappropriate?"

"No, which one of us is with whom?"

"That's okay, aren't they the same?"

"That's right." Yan E walked into the room, "But, I always feel that something is weird."

After he entered the room, the smell of alcohol rose, and he fell asleep on the bed. Xuan Yan walked quietly, and after a while, he heard a slight snoring sound, so he probably fell asleep.

The people next door were lying on the bed chatting: "This inn is really not soundproof."

"Yeah." Ah Zhuo agreed, "They can probably hear us talking."

"It's okay, they are asleep." Jing Zun propped his head on his arms, and looked at him sideways, "I asked someone to send a dowry list to Master, first ask him if he is satisfied, and if there is anything else that needs to be added. "

A Zhuo was surprised: "Didn't you say that you won't tell Master for the time being?"

"That's right, it's been a few days now, it's not considered 'temporary'."

A Zhu shyly said: "Our place... I mean the place I stayed in before, like this, it's not very good at handling marriages, and it's already very rare to be able to make people around you understand and agree."

"That's quite a pity." Jing Zun looked at the face of the person in front of him who was flushed like a peach blossom, moved with emotion, and leaned over to kiss him.

The moonlight falls in the shadow of the flowers outside the window, blown gently by the wind, the flower branches sway with the shadow of the moon, and the ground is full of mottled shadows.

The two hugged and kissed for a while, and Ah Zhuo put his arms on his heart, keeping some distance from him.

He was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

A Zhuo shyly said: "In the Mozu hot spring, you don't feel anything, right?"

Jing Zun smiled: "I will be happy if you are happy."

The cheeks of the person in front of him were flushed: "I am in human form now, you can..."

In the middle of the conversation, thinking that the partition wall has ears, he stopped with a light cough, and even the roots of his ears turned red.

Jing Zun only felt the surge of emotion, and he was about to lean over, but he heard snoring from the next door. He wanted to implement a soundproofing device, but when he raised his hand, he saw that the inn was really simple.

There is no hall carved with gold and jade, and there is no curtain to sway the red gauze tent to warm it up. How can it be worthy of his pure and warm affection like Ah Zhuo?

He withdrew his hand and stroked the eyebrows of the person in front of him: "The next door will hear it."

A Zhuo was silent for a while, then nodded obediently: "Okay... let's go to sleep first." Then he hugged him and closed his eyes. In his dream, the galaxy hung lightly, mountain flowers brushed through his hair, there were only a few laughing voices in the market, and there were street vendors Holding all kinds of objects and shouting for sale, seeing the two of them coming, they greeted them with a smile. They also hung colorful silk ornaments on their bodies, and walked hand in hand under the dim lights.

This is probably the best dream ever.