Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

Ding Jingyi, the coolness of ice cream and sugar spread in his mouth, the familiar heat on his body, the ancient memories and fresh experiences poured into his mind at the same time.

Seeing Anna, she quietly slipped into the balcony, just short of saying "excuse me".

"You remember, don't you?" Peng Yuan stuck to Ding Jingyi's ear, "From the moment you saw me, you always remember..."

"Don't say it!" Ding Jingyi patted Peng Yuan's back pretentiously, "Besides, spit out the cake!"

52. Chapter 52

Before meeting Ding Jingyi, Peng Yuan had never fainted due to hypoglycemia, and he thought he was very healthy.

However, the current facts have activated something in his heart, and the vague memory is like a mirror covered with dust, with a corner being polished.

Peng Yuan remembered some things, at least he remembered that when he was still a bachelor, Karas Curaflo, he often had hypoglycemia due to hard study and physical fitness, and he even passed out in the examination room after the fire in Settrum.

Fortunately, when he finished answering the paper, the puppet Aka poured him another cup of honey water, so that he came back to life.

He also remembered the "Temple Challenge" like a carp jumping over a dragon's gate. As soon as he heard the result of the challenge, snowflakes floated in front of his eyes again, like an old black and white TV.

Ellowyn didn't have a TV at that time, and Peng Yuan only got such an apt metaphor now.

Afterwards, the magician Orin took him down from the arena, and asked the puppet Anna to pour grape juice on him, and he was alive and kicking again.

The third and most embarrassing time, he was on the bed in Prince Halloni's bedroom, in the arms of the magician Orin, he looked at the relaxed expression of the prince, felt that he had performed well just now, and his eyes immediately went dark again .Fortunately, they had prepared for this night, and his life was saved by sweets.

Peng Yuan suddenly realized: "You developed the habit of saving sweets for me, right?"

Ding Jingyi let go of her hand: "You can be narcissistic and bragging, it seems that Ah Yuan is fine, I don't care."

Peng Yuan slammed into Ding Jingyi's arms and flung him on the sofa: "Are you willing?"

Ding Jingyi pointed at Peng Yuan's amber eyes: "You, write a black-faced cat and read it as a big orange! It's too heavy, walk around, I can't breathe."

"Nonsense, I lost at least ten catties just now!"

After Peng Yuan finished speaking, he buried his head down, followed by Ding Jingyi's barrage, and never raised his head again.

There is only one barrage in my head, looping with dazzling fancy singles with sound, and breaking the sound from time to time: My boyfriend was still my boyfriend in the previous life!

"Get up and drive, Anna is still on the balcony, do you want her to get in the car or under the car!"

Peng Yuan put his arms around Ding Jingyi and started scratching: "My boyfriend was still my boyfriend in his previous life! Ah—ah—ah—"

Ding Jingyi hummed and turned her face away: "I have been in love with the same person for two lifetimes, and I have surpassed the repeater machine and turned into a brainwashing cycle. Do I want to lose face?"

"I am the face! I am the brainwashing cycle!"

"You are stupid!"

"I'm not only stupid, I'm also floating!"

Peng Yuan hugged Ding Jingyi and lifted him up, and the screaming one became his boyfriend.

At this moment, Peng Yuan only felt that the holy light exploded in his mind, as if this love had connected him with the whole universe, whether it was the mysterious foggy continent or the familiar G city, the magician from thousands of years ago or the scientific fairy now.

He also understands why there is always an unexplainable intimacy with Ding Jingyi, love is like a leap, after a few jumps in the latitude of passionate love, he directly enters the time of loving each other in retirement.

"Enough, A Yuan, enough! If I fly again, I will go to Qiuming Mountain!"

Ding Jingyi's voice brought Peng Yuan back to reality.Peng Yuan hurriedly put down his boyfriend, carefully hugged him into his arms, and couldn't help kissing him back and forth again.Ding Jingyi had a bitter face, motionless like a clay sculpture.

Peng Yuan's eyes lit up: "Jingyi, what do you think? What do you think about the love in this past life!"

Ding Jingyi shook his head, and coughed a few times as if he was belatedly airsick: "I don't even understand quantum leap, how can I understand such things?"

Hearing this, Peng Yuan's heart sank, but not to the point where he felt sad.

He just feels that there are still some unfinished things in his previous life, which are enough to form regrets.Thinking about it this way, it seems that this relationship is not as stable as it was at first.

Ding Jingyi sighed: "Let's figure out Ivan's matter first. I made an appointment with him tomorrow. There is still plenty of time for our affairs. 120 years... Hasn't it only been more than 20 years?"

Peng Yuan rubbed Ding Jingyi's face, ecstasy mixed with a touch of confusion, they hugged each other again, and did not let go of their arms until dusk fell, like two exhausted felines, limp and turned their bellies out.

Anna poked her head out from the balcony: "I have nothing to do, I'll go first."

Ding Jingyi quickly sat up, thinking about being intimate with her boyfriend and putting her daughter on the balcony, it was always a bit embarrassing: "Ah, Anna, take all the wigs away!"

Anna hurriedly copied a shopping bag, packed ten wigs before Ding Jingyi could repent, and ran away without looking back.

Being able to use the high-quality accessories made by the creator himself is an absolute favorite for golems. For this reason, they can turn their colleagues into waste products. Anna now monopolizes ten freshly baked wigs, even if she eats ten catties of coptis. out loud.

Ding Jingyi stopped cooking very early that night, and lay down at eight o'clock.Peng Yuan also took the tablet to the bed, put his arms around Ding Jingyi's left arm, and put it on his lap: "Charging?"

Ding Jingyi turned over and put a pillow on Peng Yuan's lap: "Charge."

For Peng Yuan, Anna's arrival was like having a second child with no plans—it was too sudden. Peng Yuan originally wanted to fill up the summoning plan documents and open a new summoning review.

Since it needs to be charged, it can only be suspended.He touched Ding Jingyi's head. Today's horns are warm and light metal, which means that Ding Jingyi is in a relaxed and happy state.Although the big devil doesn't say good things with his mouth, his body is still very honest.

Peng Yuan touched it: "You don't like troublesome things."

"It's not exactly..." Ding Jingyi turned over, "I... know very well that everything will be troublesome. But falling in love is troublesome, and it makes people feel scared."

After saying this, Peng Yuan understood in seconds.His memory has not been fully recovered, and what he recovered was the sweet part.

He himself was also worried about an old event thousands of years ago that caused irreparable harm, but he didn't remember it, and Ding Jingyi would never mention it, let alone find out from Anna.

"Did I do anything to hurt you...?"

Ding Jingyi put his head in Peng Yuan's hand: "No."

Peng Yuan felt that he had asked nonsense, falling in love is one of the few times in life where one can be mindless.

However, in this mindless time, it is necessary to solve the unknown case thousands of years ago. The criminal seems to be himself, which is also interesting.

"I don't want to think about the past..." Ding Jingyi squeezed Peng Yuan's arm, "Love is certainly a comfort, but at that time, it seemed to be a prelude to being deflated... Every time a small good thing happens, After all, there is a giant pit as big as the sky."

Peng Yuan felt that he understood: "It's just...a sweet love story..."

Ding Jingyi added the second half of the sentence: "It's so embarrassing. That's what it means. My luck is the source of magic, and feelings are the source of magic power. It sounds reasonable too."

Peng Yuan rubbed Ding Jingyi, thinking that this is not going to work, he has to find a way to let him go to night school, a junior college, and then a junior college, and then a postgraduate, and after he has a degree, he will go to the God of Destiny to return the magic. how to live.

Ding Jingyi stretched her waist and opened her eyes: "I didn't want magic a long time ago, as early as the first time I burned down Settlem."

Peng Yuan lowered his head, and the two looked at each other, thinking of going together.

"But now that you want it, I must keep it."

"Then it's only fair that I have to eat half of you."

"You did the same thing 1000 years ago. Damn, don't mention it...the cake hasn't been finished yet, has it?"

"Nope."

"Then I won't be sleepy anymore, just eat, I won't gain weight anyway."

The two returned to the table. Peng Yuan cut half of the unfinished cake and gave it to Anna to take away. The remaining half was just enough for the two of them to have supper.

Ding Jingyi set up the gifted candles around the cake, snapped his fingers, and the candles were all lit up.

The soft candlelight painted the room a warm color and elongated the shadows of the two of them.

Ding Jingyi stared blankly at the cake: "What is this for celebration?"

Peng Yuan didn't hesitate: "Celebrate the joint deflation alliance!"

Ding Jingyi choked without eating: "Then...celebrate eating together..."

Peng Yuan sang naturally: "We are deflated and happy..."

Ding Jingyi snapped his fingers, and all the candles went out: "Desperate!"

Peng Yuan cut a piece of cake, being deflated is different for everyone, but for Ding Jingyi it is embarrassing. Considering his appearance, it is actually something to watch.

And Peng Yuan is used to being an African chieftain, and reuniting with his boyfriend has already used up all his luck, so he doesn't care about continuing in Africa.

53. Chapter 53

Peng Yuan looked at the screen of the phone, and finally typed the word "Student": "Student, how do you tell if a foreigner is dead or alive? Is it Qingfeng or a different ghost?"

After speaking, he sent a red envelope of 18 yuan, and the note was "Fairy Consulting Fee".

Paper towels were spread on the desk, and the two packs of opened melon seeds were almost emptied. The kraft paper package was limp and slumped, and the silver plastic inside was shining coldly, like the last stubbornness of a swordsman.

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