The enemy has a crush on me

Although I decided to go to Penglai, I had to go back and teach the man in satin shirt a lesson before leaving.

Qing Ze recharged his energy for several days, felt that his injuries were recovering, and was about to return to the dungeon with his sword in hand.

Yin Luo has no mana, and revenge is inevitable-a fight, he is not going to take Yin Luo with him.

Qingze pulled Yin Luo to the side of the bed to let him sit down, and said: "Those little mice in the gutter, I will go back and dismantle their old nest, and leave you in the inn first. You are fine, wait for me to come back .”

Yin Luo looked at him seriously, and froze for a while after hearing what Qing Ze said.

Although his martial arts are almost useless, he still has enough combat experience, and he can always find a way to protect himself, which should not hinder Qingze.

He left behind the person who had been waiting, happiness came too suddenly, and he didn't know what to do for a while, and he cherished every minute and every second left.

He didn't want Qingze to leave, it would be great if he could go with Qingze.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Qing Ze asked, "What's wrong?"

Yin Luo said: "Song Qingze, I know the map of the dungeon by heart, and I know where the grotto they hide in. You can take me there."

But the map was already in paper form, so Qing Ze could find it without taking it with him, it would just take a little more time.

After he finished speaking, he frowned first, searching his guts to find a more convincing reason.

But Qingze thought for a while and said: "Okay, you-you must follow me carefully, and don't have any accidents."

Yin Luo almost jumped for joy in his heart, but he has always been very calm, so he nodded with a serious face.

That being said, the man in the satin shirt should have known that something was wrong when he found out that Qing Ze had left, and ran away without the slightest bit of backbone.

When Qingze returned, the grottoes and dungeons were already empty.

Qingze didn't want Yin Luo to see the horrors in the dungeon again, so he asked him to wait outside and walked in alone.

——What can be seen in the narrow cell-groups-groups of blood-stained haystacks and walls-scarlet, cracked depressions.

Every drop of blood flowed from Qing Ze's body.

——The ancient divine beast in blue hated to smash the dungeon to pieces, then sheathed his sword, his nose contracted slightly, and he ground his teeth: "Demons. This time, I will really remember you."

After smashing the mouse nest, it is time to prepare for Penglai.

Originally planned to only stay in Taihan for two days, this delay turned out to be more than half a month.

Penglai lived in caves. Although it was a paradise for mountain spirits and water monsters, it was not suitable for human habitation.If you want to take Yin Luo there, you have to buy a lot of things.

To buy more cloth, Yin Luo can have new clothes.

There are also needles and threads.But neither he nor Yin Luo knew how to sew, so they could only hope that there would be self-taught monsters on the island.

Cups and bowls are also to be bought.

You need to buy softer quilts, buy more beds, and prepare more pillows, as the stone beds in the cave can be hard or hard.

Buy another bed net, there are many mosquitoes and ants in the mountains.

Buy a few more shelves and more books, Yin Luo can read to pass the time.

Yin Luo had given himself a small white flower before on the road, which could bring him back some mortal flower seeds that are not found in Penglai.

I don't know if I can live it.

You also need to buy things for washing. Yin Luo's hair is so beautiful, it's not good if it gets dirty.

Buy a big bronze mirror, Yin Luo can see himself every day.

You can also buy a bit of this, and you can also buy a bit of that.

It seems that he accidentally bought too much, but there is almost nothing in his interspatial ring except Yinglong's body, so he can barely leave a corner to put these things in.

After tidying up his things, Qingze looked into the distance in the inn.

I don't know what the outside world has become like in the past half a month, but Taihan is - as usual.

Let's take Yin Luo around the market tomorrow.

They probably won't come back after leaving Taihan, and it's hard to see this happy scene in the outside world, maybe this is Yin Luo's last visit to the market.

The little monsters in Penglai should be very curious about this human race from a foreign land. Although Yin Luo looks scary, I can tell them that he is very gentle and gentle.

Yin Luo may have many friends.

However, it was the last time to see such a bustling world with my own eyes.

Said it was the last time, it should also be the first time.

He passed through so many noisy markets, but he never really felt it.

Then take him to feel it well.

He didn't know what was so scary about such a lively market, but when he really dragged Yin Luo out, he found that Yin Luo's body was tense as if he was facing an enemy.

Qing Ze thought for a while, and couldn't help but drag Yin Luo into the crowd of people performing sideshows on the street.

The crowd was crowded together, shoulders touching shoulders, heels touching toes, and a small stage in the middle was blaring with gongs and drums.

Looking back again—look—Where did Yin Luo have such "intimate" contact with so many people, his face was livid, as if he wanted to faint to death.

Qing Ze gloated for a while, and saw a red ball tied with silk and satin thrown straight in his direction.

He turned sideways, and the ball hit Yin Luo.

Two people came down from the stage, and they smiled and dragged Yin Luo up.

It turned out to be an interactive game.

A busker tied Yin Luo's eyes with a long cloth, and a busker held his shoulder.

Looking at the other side of the stage, a beautiful woman with a slender figure and a round fan has come up.

There was restless cheering and urging from the audience.

— Copper plates flew onto the small red stage.

Qingze looked at it for a while, and felt that Yin Luo's bewildered look was almost cute, so he couldn't stop laughing.

Knowing that Yin Luo wouldn't be back for a while, he walked out of the crowd, intending to find something to pass the time for himself.

There is a small bookstall next to the stage, with all kinds of yellowed books.

Literacy stickers, scriptures, deduction, folklore, ghosts and strange tales, love stories...

——There are even springs/gongs/pictures.

Qingze took the spring/gong/tudu—picked it up to observe carefully, and brought it into Ying Long's imagination—for a while, he put it back contentedly.

Picked up a few more books.

He didn't take his books so seriously, he would change them after flipping through them casually, and finished reading more than ten books in a short time.

He picked up another book.

At first, I flipped around casually, but stopped halfway through the flip.

Read it carefully.

On the cover of the book are two butterflies flying over the grave.

Qing Ze thought for a while, sighed, and put it back.

Not - after a while, Yin Luo came out from inside.

His hair crown was also ripped off, there was a red lip mark on his cheek, and he looked at Qing Ze angrily.

Qing Ze took the paper and gently wiped off the lip marks for him, and looked at him with a smile.

At night, Qingze bought two lanterns, handed one to Yin Luo, and kept one for himself.

He thought of the book he read during the day, and the fancy style he chose was—to Bing Tilian.

Yin Luo didn't have any special reaction when he saw the pattern, he just held it very carefully, and walked along the bustling riverside—he was reluctant to let go all the way.

Qing Ze took him to avoid the crowd, picked a bridge bottom where there was no one there, and lit the candle wick with a torch.

Yin Luo quietly watched the warm yellow light gradually swaying in the lantern, squatted down, and put the lantern into the water seriously.

His long hair fell loose, and it was rarely messed up by the river wind.

Qing Ze walked up to him and put the lamp into the water as well.

Yin Luo sat by the river, staring at it for a long time.

The lanterns floated farther and farther along the river, merged into the group of lanterns, and finally turned into two small, flickering dots.

Yin Luo's back was very tall and straight, like a sword drawn from its sheath.

The edge of the blade is sharp, which can hurt others and oneself.

No one can come near.

At this time, it doesn't look like a sword, and looks very quiet.

Qing Ze suddenly felt sad.

He can't love Yin Luo, but he can be gentle with Yin Luo.

Qing Ze stood behind him for a while, sat down, and hugged him from behind.

Yin Luo was stunned for a moment, then turned her head.

Qing Ze smiled awkwardly: "I always feel that the current atmosphere lacks a hug."

Seeing that Yin Luo didn't respond, he also felt that his actions were a bit stupid. He was about to withdraw his hand, but Yin Luo turned around and hugged his neck.

Qing Ze said: "Yin Luo?"

The night dimmed Yin Luo's expression, but Qingze sensed a faint longing from the slight trembling of his fingertips that hugged her back.

Qing Ze sighed, hugged him firmly, and pecked his cheek.

Yin Luo lowered his eyelids, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing that the fingers hooking his neck stopped trembling, Qing Ze stopped and smiled.

In the next second, the slightly raised corner of the mouth was kissed.

It was said to be a kiss, but in fact it was just a small superficial touch that took all the courage to put it into practice.

Qing Ze's smile froze on his face.

Yin Luo straightened up, looking at him with dark eyes, as if asking.

Qing Ze closed his eyes, his heart crossed, and said: "I know you've been holding back for a long time, come on!"

He closed his eyes, but he couldn't see Yin Luo's expression, but he felt that Yin Luo was hooking his neck with his hand, biting his ear, pulling his wrist, and let himself feel down along his body. .

Qing Ze muttered—serve the people with a voice, and made up his mind—to grasp it.

Yin Luo lay back in his arms.

Yin Luo's voice was low, hidden in the night, with an indescribable longing, one after another, the little hooks had to tickle people's hearts and satisfy him fiercely.

Qing Ze was hooked and felt uncomfortable all over, trying to separate his mind and mind, all kinds of irrelevant things flashed in his mind.

Devil energy can really change people's minds, but because he likes a man, Yin Luo turned into this.

He sacrificed his appearance to such an extent that he only hoped that Yin Luo would really feel happy.

Qing Ze stood in front of the city gate again.

The gate of the huge city stands alone, and the bloodstains and scratches left over from the battle a few days ago can be faintly seen on the sandy ground.

He always felt that the surprise attack before was a bit embarrassing, and today he made up his mind to open the passage with all his might in front of Yin Luo, and to avenge his shame.

This side will raise his hand, and the other side will hear a hollow voice: "My lord, please stay."

Why is there another situation, can this Taihan get out?

Qing Ze put down his hand, dragged Yin Luo behind him, and turned his head to look in the direction of the voice.

Standing in the distance is a man in a gold silk and silver robe with cloud patterns on his feet.

I seem to have seen it, but I don't have much impression.

Qingze tried his best to recall, and finally remembered.

After recovering his memory, he appeared in the world under the name of Bai Ze, and when he was "identified" in the heaven, he saw a throne standing high in the east, west, north and south.

This person is sitting on the throne of the East Heavenly Court.

Of the Immortal Clan's Quartet Celestial Venerable --- Infinite Taihua.

The youngest Celestial Venerable in the Celestial Realm.

Seeing Qing Ze turn around, the man raised his hand, and the barrier at the gate of the city disappeared without a trace.

It is to prove to Qingze that he is not hostile.

He opened his mouth and was about to speak.

Qing Ze said: "Wait."

Qingze turned around, looked at Yin Luo who was subconsciously wary of the approacher, and tapped his acupuncture points with lightning speed.

Yin Luo's pupils contracted slightly, and before he could react, he closed his eyes and fell down.

Qing Ze supported his body, hugged him to lean against a boulder, and set up a barrier, then turned around and said: "Say."

Wuliang Taihua clasped his hands and said, "I don't know if Master Bai Ze is here, but the little immortal is so negligent, I hope the sea will be tolerant."

Qing Ze said: "I didn't intend to ask you to entertain me specially."

Wuliang Taihua smiled, bowed again, and then stood up straight: "Your Excellency is huge."

Bai Ze likes this kind of communication method that seems to be courteous and thoughtful, but actually put on airs, but he hates it the most.

Qingze trembled—goosebumps all over his body, he melted a long sword, and said: "You are dignified—Fang Tianzun, you came here on a special trip, could it be that you just want to pay me a favor?"

Wuliang Taihua said: "No."

Qing Ze sneered and said, "Then you have something to say quickly, and you fart quickly."

His words were really vulgar, and Wuliang Taihua seemed to have never expected that the legendary auspicious beast Bai Ze would speak so arrogantly, and he paused for two seconds before saying: "...To tell you the truth, Xiaoxian came here to ask for something important .”

Qing Ze raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter?"

Wuliang Taihua said: "It's...about the demons."

Wuliang Taihua said: "I have heard for a long time that Master Bai Ze has a kind heart, and it is best to help the world and help others. Now that the demons are making trouble, East Heaven Court sincerely begs Master Bai Ze—"

Qing Ze said: "Stop."

Wuliang Taihua stopped talking and looked at him with some doubts.

Qing Ze said: "In the past so many years, your fairy clan has not changed at all."

Wuliang Taihua said: "Why did your lord say that?"

Qing Ze squinted his eyes, and his expression and tone could be called laughing at Yan Yan: "Didn't you also play this kind of trick when Chi You made trouble before? Enjoying offerings in vain every day, the idea is to kill someone with a borrowed knife."

He pointed at the city gate with the tip of his sword: "I am only willing to use the barrier to protect your believers, even if the people outside are killed and injured, you will not move. It is planned that all the human races outside will be slaughtered by the demons, forcing the ghosts and monsters to fight with all their strength." , Consume the fighting power of the demon race for you, to save the strength of the immortal race?"

He said stop - raised his hand, and pointed the tip of his sword at Wuliang Taihua instead: "What? The fate of the immortal clan is fate, and the fate of other clans is not a matter of fate?"

"The cunning rabbit is dead, and the lackey is cooking. You have played this kind of trick once, and you think it is easy to use, so you want to play it again."

"It's a pity that there is no such shield as Ying Long to suffer death for you."

Qingze had long been unhappy with the fairy clan, after saying these words, he was too lazy to deal with Wuliang Taihua, put away his long sword, and wanted to leave.

But Wuliang Taihua showed a miserable expression.

"My lord, what you say is justified," he said, "but we are not willing to do it."

Qing Ze gritted his teeth: "What can't be done? Where are your heavenly soldiers and generals? Where are your gods and gods? The plague of demons has been rampant so far, and the world of Nuo Da is so great, why haven't I seen any of the heavenly soldiers and generals?!"

Wuliang Taihua said: "There is an undercurrent in the heavens now. I and the other three heavenly lords have noticed that some immortals in the court were bewitched by the demons, betrayed the immortal way, formed cliques for personal gain, colluded with each other, and did a lot of evil things."

"A few days ago, there were more immortals who defected to the next generation and did evil. In order to stabilize the people's hearts, this matter was suppressed by Xiaoxian and the other three heavenly gods, and they were secretly arrested."

"Xiaoxian learned that the traitor of the fairy clan was hiding in Taihan, luring the former heavenly daughters to commit many murders, and finally found time to arrest him today, but found that he had already escaped."

"The Protoss represents power, and the Immortals represent order. We have a system sufficient to maintain the normal operation of the Three Realms, but we do not have the power to stop the building from falling. Every Tianzun, for thousands of years, has made the smallest sacrifice the principle of governing the Immortals. "

"Only by ensuring the continuation of the fairy race, can order be re-established after the chaos. We are the race that must persist until the end. If we collapse, the order of the Three Realms will be chaotic."

"The whereabouts of the demon god have not yet been clarified, and the demon generals under his seat are hiding in the world. If the time is not ripe enough to plan before making a move, the enemy is clear and we are hidden. Sending troops without authorization is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg."

He paused at this point, and then said: "Besides, the reason why Xiaoxian has stood still so far is because she doesn't want to see anyone repeat the same mistakes as the goddess."

The man in the satin shirt turned out to be from the fairy clan, no wonder Han Yan obeyed him even if he lost his mind.

He - a fairy tribe actually got together with the demon tribe.

Qing Ze shook his head, and said: "You don't need to say more, I really don't have the slightest affection for the immortal race and the human race, and I'm not a self-righteous idiot like Ying Long, who won't do things that have nothing to do with me."

Seeing that he was still determined to leave, Wuliang Taihua sighed deeply, and his tone was almost sad: "Lord Bai Ze, you once helped the Yellow Emperor to make a picture of Bai Ze's ghost, you are the most benevolent god, why do you now ignore the suffering of all beings? "

He seemed to be in a dilemma, hesitating for a long time before he finally said: "I have heard that Lord Yinglong and you are close friends, and Xiaoxian knows that Sir has been frustrated because the immortal clan sent the emperor to kill Lord Yinglong. Could it be that Sir is angry with the immortal The big mistake the family made in the past, don't you want to help?"

"Master Yinglong made great military exploits for sealing the demon clan back then. He is the benefactor of the fairy clan, and Xiaoxian also remembers it deeply. It was the traitors from the fairy world who were bewitched by the demon clan and deliberately deceived us."

"In order to apologize to Lord Yinglong, we have already thrown all the criminals involved into the Realm of Execution of Immortals."

"But when we found out, we were powerless. Master Yinglong's death was indeed the fault of the fairy clan. For hundreds of years, the little fairy was like a gnat in his throat, unable to sleep or eat peacefully..."

Qingze was in a good mood at first, but when he heard Wuliang Taihua's sensational talk of praising the friendship between Bai Ze and Ying Long, he was so angry that he couldn't care less about listening to the bullshit behind him, and with a dark face, he turned around and wanted to leave .

This is a thorn in his heart, he can't pull it out, he can only let it stick there.He hypnotized himself time and time again not to care, thinking that he had accepted this fact a long time ago, but he still felt jealous and going crazy when he heard it.

Baize, Baize, Baize.

It's Bai Ze again.

Speaking of close friends, Ying Long has been dead for so long, hasn't he done nothing?

He thought that even if he was as hypocritical as Bai Ze, who had been infatuated with Ying Long for so long, he should at least be half sincere about Ying Long.

But Bai Ze is still the indifferent hypocrite who only cares about his own dignity.

Wuliang Taihua didn't know that his heart was churning with jealousy and anger, but he still said to himself: "Xiaoxian heard that Lord Bai Ze is collecting fragments of Yinglong's Nilin recently, if Sir wants to collect Yinglong's Nilin, Xiaoxian is willing to help. Use the power of the Eastern Heavenly Court to collect the remaining fragments for your lord—"

Qing Ze stopped.

He turned around: "What did you say?"

Wuliang Taihua said: "Xiaoxian is willing to use the whole court to help Master Bai Ze collect the fragments of Master Ying Long's reverse scale, and help you revive Master Ying Long."

Qing Ze raised his eyebrows: "What's your condition?"

Wuliang Taihua said: "I hope Master Bai Ze will help our immortal clan catch the rebellious immortal clan who was bewitched by the demon clan, and join the immortal clan to defeat the devil."

Qing Ze said: "The fairy clan is rebellious. Is that the masked guy?"

Wuliang Taihua nodded, then shook his head again: "Yes, but it's not just him. He obeys orders, and there should be someone behind the scenes hiding in the heavens, but we haven't been able to find out who it is."

Qingze looked at Wuliang Taihua for a long time, and finally snorted.

Forget it, sooner or later he will have to teach the man in satin shirt a pedestrian, it will always be more convenient to have the help of the East Heavenly Court.

If Wuliang Taihua dared to play tricks on him, he would blow up his East Heavenly Court.

……

But he promised Yin Luo that he would take him to Penglai.

Yin Luo is still waiting for him to take him to Penglai.

Yin Luo is so happy these days, how could he change his mind.

Qing Ze said: "I can agree to your conditions, but not now."

Wuliang Taihua looked at him with some doubts.

Qing Ze said: "Wait until I come out from Penglai."

Wuliang Taihua said: "But... when will Master Bai Ze come out from Penglai?"

Qing Ze said: "Soon."

He paused at this point, and then opened his mouth as if muttering to himself.

"--very fast."