My beauty makes the male lead addicted [Quick Transmigration]

When the Si Tian Department colluded with Taiwei Li Feng and wanted to drive Cheng Xu away from the emperor in the name of doing things, Cheng Xu was admiring the moon in the Linjing Tower.

He will stay here for a long time, and sooner or later he will see all over the mountains and rivers, and see through the moon.

He would also think of the little emperor's crescent-like eyes when he smiled.

What a great atmosphere.

In the quiet night, he suddenly heard a creak, the door of the bedroom was pushed open, and the sound of footsteps flowed into his ears, which was extremely noisy.

【Cheng Xu: What happened? 】

[868: Report to the host, Li Feng and Zhang Ping, the head of the Sitian Department, want to slander you as a monster and drive you away from the emperor. 】

[Cheng Xu: ...? 】

The rare quiet time was disturbed, he turned his head very displeased, and saw another mighty group of people, some holding talisman papers, some holding Buddhist beads, and he didn't know which school of metaphysics this dynasty believed in.Zhang Ping, the head of the Sitian Department, with a bitter face of worrying about the country and the people, twisted his two eyebrows that can be twisted, pointed at Cheng Xu very rudely: "A few days ago, the gods sent thunder to warn I'm waiting to kill demons."

Immediately afterwards, the team behind him began to chant some incomprehensible spells, and Cheng Xu became even more irritable when he heard it.

It's fine to read the scriptures to him, and it's wrong. Where did this group of mobs come from?

Cheng Xu walked forward without fear: "Master Zhang broke into my residence, did the Emperor and Queen Mother know about it?"

Seeing his stunning appearance and imposing aura, Zhang Ping took a step back unconsciously: "The emperor and the empress dowager will arrive soon, and let you, the evil evildoer who confused the king, show your original shape—"

Hearing this, the little Taoist priest behind him immediately took out the talisman from his pocket. The little Taoist priest must have some Taoist skills. The light and fluffy paper floated out of thin air with magic power, but it could no longer get close to him when it floated in front of him.

Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Cheng Xu held the talisman paper and looked at it carefully, then glanced at the little Taoist priest: "You, you wrote the talisman wrong, go back to practice and come to me for advice."

The little Taoist was surprised for a moment, and then his face was flushed: "How could you make a mistake?"

Cheng Xu felt that this scene was weird and ridiculous everywhere, and asked, "Is this a spell for demons?"

The little Taoist said, "Exactly."

Cheng Xu snorted coldly: "But I am your patriarch."

There was another sound of footsteps.

Han Mo rushed to Linjing Building, and saw Cheng Xu was surrounded by a group of people, but he was still as calm as watching a play.

"This talisman can temporarily transform innocent ordinary people into animal forms, thinking that I can't see it? Is Master Zhang trying to kill demons and demons, or is he here to please Taiwei Li and vent his anger for him?"

"You say that I am a disaster for the country, that I am confusing the emperor? It is your emperor himself who has a soft spot for me and is obsessed with me. How innocent am I?"

Han Mo's heart suddenly turned cold, and then he was aroused by Cheng Xu's voice, and he couldn't help looking at him.

Cheng Xu also saw the little emperor, and suddenly had an idea.

He lightly rubbed his two fingers, and a burst of white light lit up at the end of the boundless sky. Under the cover of the eaves, he couldn't see it clearly at first.The white light in the sky traveled quickly, across the vast Milky Way and fell down like a meteor, it even rushed into Cheng Xu's hands, and was held tightly by Cheng Xu.

"You said that the sky thunder warned you to punish evil spirits, why don't I throw this sky thunder to you turtle-like Taiwei Li, and tell him that if you want to trouble me, come see me in person."

Han Mo almost didn't realize what he was going to do, he was stunned for a while before saying, "Wait—"

As soon as the words fell, the white lightning in Cheng Xu's hand flew out like an arrow, and rushed towards a certain place in the capital like an arrow, leaving everyone dumbfounded.

Li Feng, who was tossing and turning in the mansion, suddenly heard deafening thunder exploding above his head, and was so frightened that he rolled down from the bed trembling.

Cheng Xu still had that indifferent expression of not caring about anything.Han Mo looked at him quietly, feeling indescribably sad.

In the eyes of Xianjun, everything is just a passing cloud, and Xianjun treats all living beings with a high attitude. If he hadn't had the "root" of cultivating immortals, he might not be able to enter the eyes of Xianjun.

"Stand back, don't bother me and Master Meng."

The world returned to tranquility, and only the two of them were left.

Han Moo sat beside him as usual, and said in a low voice, "It's my fault, I let idlers wait to disturb Xianjun Qingxiu."

"Don't you ask me what happened to Li Feng?"

Han Mo shook his head: "He has done a lot of evil, and he is destined to die. If he can make the fairy happy, it doesn't matter if he dies earlier."

Cheng Xu frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong with Han Mo's reaction: "I didn't kill him, he has his own fate, and I shouldn't interfere."

Han Mo said in a low voice: "What I hate the most is the theory of fate. If you can't control your own destiny, and you can't stay with the one you love for the rest of your life, what's the point?"

Cheng Xu always felt that these remarks were familiar, and for a moment he couldn't remember where he heard them, but he had to refute what Han Mo said: "Your fate is to cultivate Taoism and ascend to immortality. Other paths will lead to the same result.”

After hearing this, Han Mou got up and wanted to leave. Cheng Xu was used to Han Mou staying by his side, and sometimes he didn't even do business, and entangled him for several hours.

"Are you going back now?"

"Xianjun said that I will not let you go, so I will stop pestering you."

Cheng Xu laughed, and then remembered that he had said something that made the little emperor sad in order to reprimand those people. Knowing that he was wrong, he quickly said: "I just think they are noisy, and I want to teach them a lesson. It's not that I don't like you by my side."

Han Mo's anger quickly faded away, he turned his head and asked, "Then Xianjun just likes me?"

Cheng Xu said in a low voice, "You're making unreasonable words."

Back and forth, no one wins or loses in the quarrel, Cheng Xu waved his hand: "Let's go, let's go, you're annoying."

Han Suo sat down by the bed, rather rascally: "I like this place, I am not used to sleeping on the dragon bed in the bedroom for a long time."

Cheng Xu's temper surged up, and he would never admit defeat: "Then I'll go, you sleep here."

Han Mo was in a hurry, and hurriedly grabbed his sleeve: "Don't go—"

Cheng Xu was hard-spoken and soft-hearted. He just got up and was not about to cast a spell. He was dragged by Han Mo forcefully and almost staggered backwards. When he stood still, Han Mo had already grabbed his wrist.

His own hands were as cold as a sculpture, while Han Mo's skin was warm, and the flames throbbing in his pulse seemed to rush to his arms.

"The Immortal Monarch wants to practice with me, but now he finds me annoying, how will he live in the future?" Han Mo's tone contained grievances, but there was a smile in the corner of his eyes, "I'm just such a pestering person, you just make it up."

Cheng Xu gently shook off his hand, and said angrily, "You can sleep wherever you like."

From summer to winter, Han Mo seldom brought up the court affairs with Cheng Xu, and every time he did, he asked Cheng Xu to use magic to help him collect criminal evidence.

At first, Cheng Xu was worried that he would deliberately conceal it, so he often used spells to monitor him.Later, I found that the little emperor's actions were much softer, and he was relieved that he was no longer affected by evil spirits.

Let your guard down, and trouble will come.

After Li Feng left Beijing and entered the customs, Han Suo combined the criminal evidence collected in his hands, collected dozens of crimes against Li Feng, uprooted his party members in the court, and put him in prison.

That day when Empress Dowager Li pleaded for the Li family members, Han Mo listened to her heartfelt heart, but just sneered: "When I was young, I was forced to kneel in the snow every day, and the empress mother ordered the palace people not to tell them about this matter." Father, later on I was so cold that I couldn't do anything, and my father randomly checked the endorsement, but I couldn't recite a word, so I let my third brother get the limelight."

Empress Li looked pale and could not speak a word.

"It's only been a few years, do you think I've forgotten all about it? My mother has been kind to me in nurturing me. I can't bear to hate my mother, so I have to return it to Li Feng as it is."

It was too late for Li Feng to know the news.

When the Taiwei left the city, it was still a good time, but when he returned to Beijing, he was faced with many fatal crimes and tortures that ordinary people could not imagine.

After the rectification and thorough investigation, the emperor suffered a serious illness. After recovering from the illness, he disregarded the mortal world, and simply passed the throne to a virtuous person in the clan.

Only Cheng Xu knew that Han Mo hadn't recovered.

It is much more difficult to get rid of the blood demon again than the first time.

Cheng Xu took Han Mou back to his territory. Although he lived and slept in the open, he didn't want to wrong Han Mou for a while, so he transformed into a cave in the territory, complete with everything inside.

Han Mo lay on the bed tossing and turning, his temples soaked in sweat.

"pain……"

It doesn't hurt to be stained with blood, but getting rid of blood is like peeling the skin and bones.

Cheng Xu also felt distressed, but he still said unforgivingly: "Now you know it hurts? If you get blood again, I won't be able to save you."

Spiritual energy circulated in Han Mo's blood, and the bone-scratching pain finally subsided. Not a moment after the pain was relieved, Han Mo regained his youthful vitality, his eyes were clear, and he was full of curiosity about everything around him.

"Is this the residence of the Immortal Venerable?"

Cheng Xu said: "It should be called Dongfu, but it's just an illusion."

Han Mo asked again: "Zhen...Is there any courtesy for me to worship you as my teacher?"

It's okay not to mention this, but when Cheng Xu mentioned it, he remembered the Lianxin Mantra. He looked at the mantra in each other's hands, and was speechless for a moment.

Everyone in the cultivation world is actually very selfish, and rarely shares luck with others. Lianxin Mantra is the only spell in the cultivation world that shares luck.

And its content is: transportation to connect hearts, make a marriage.The heaven and the earth share the same certificate, and the mountains and seas do not move.

They are all married, so what kind of teacher do they worship.

Cheng Xu cleared his throat and kept a calm face: "Don't be in a hurry to ask for a teacher. There are some basic Taoism books in the next room. You can read them first."

Han Suo didn't want to annoy Cheng Xu, so he didn't ask any more questions, and sure enough, he plunged into the pile of books to study Taoism by himself.

Cheng Xu picks wild fruits and gathers mountain springs, eats a makeshift meal, lives a makeshift life, and teaches Taoism.

Until one day, when he came back from outside, Han Suo was in the main hall, holding an old book with a certain page in his hand, waiting for him to come back.

"I don't understand this page, please ask Meng Xianjun to explain it to me."

Cheng Xu took a closer look, his calm expression couldn't hold back any longer.

With a smile on the corners of Han Mo's eyes and brows, he raised the mantra on the page, pressed it against the identical heart-linking mantra on his arm, and asked him, "How do you interpret the four words 'to be married'?"