Xianmen boss is actually my ex-boyfriend

On that day, Cheng Yunzhi retreated to Changshu Peak, for fear of encountering a hideous follower of Xianjun there and throwing rotten eggs at him.

Although Fengche expressed helplessness to his out-of-the-ordinary thoughts, he told him seriously that there would be no such extreme people, and of course he couldn't come before them.

"If he can bring the rotten eggs to Changshu Peak, then I'm afraid it's Xianjun who died!" Fengche said loudly.

Cheng Yuzhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and was thrown into his arms by the spirit puppet.

"Okay, okay, don't be afraid, don't be afraid," Xiao Cheng had to start coaxing the child, "Then I can rest assured."

The little boy rubbed his chin reluctantly, and fell to the ground again.

Cheng Yunzhi wondered: "Speaking of which, why is Ah Yan not on the peak these two days all day? It's because the ghosts and monsters haven't sealed it off, and there are sea guards coming out to do evil?"

Speaking of this, Fengche did know something inside, but he didn't seem to want to let him know so quickly.

So the little boy looked away guiltily, his posture and expression were carved out of the same mold as that fairy, even the angles were one-to-one similar.

One of Cheng Yun looked at it, hey, there is something wrong, he narrowed his eyes.

The little boy stammered: "The Immortal Lord has something that needs to be handled by him personally... but it's not a ghost, the ghost has already dealt with it, and the Immortal Lord said that if any sect in a place fails to handle local affairs properly, they will be dealt with in one go." ...No, no, just change someone to do it."

Young master Cheng leaned back, his long hair loosened, giving him a sense of leisure.

He said lazily: "So that's the case. Xianjun is still a busy man."

Fengche thought for a while, and he had a ghost in his heart, so he quickly responded.

However, at the next moment, a little boy outside poked his head and reported to the inside: "Hey, a disciple from the mountain came and said he wanted to visit him and discuss it."

Cheng Yun was taken aback, except for the past few days, he has been out of the door for the past few days, so someone wants to discuss it with him?

He said casually, "What are you discussing?"

The little boy said crisply: "The story book!"

Mr. Cheng: "...It's over, the rotten eggs are coming."

Fengche grabbed his arm and waited for him: "If Zhizhi doesn't want to see you, let's tell him that there is no one on Changshu Peak!"

Just now he had sworn that there would be no one, but now that someone really came, Xiaotong immediately entered a wartime state, extremely nervous.

On the contrary, Cheng Yunzhi's mood is slightly better now.

He patted the hand of the windmill on his arm, and comforted him: "In broad daylight, he probably won't do big things."

The disciple was put up, with a pile of bulging things stuffed in his arms.

He walked along the well-organized stone road of Changshu Peak with his hands tied, and finally saw the legendary Cheng Gongzi, Senior Brother Cheng, in a pavilion behind the main hall.

He is just like other people's legends, idle and beautiful, his eyes seem to be full of water, instead of wearing the Xuantianzong disciple's robe, he is wearing a snow-blue coat, which makes his face white and snowy.

The immortal gentleman himself was sitting in the gazebo, with one hand on his cheek, his eyelids drooping, staring at the jade slip in his hand boredly.

The disciple gulped his saliva nervously, and just about to move forward, suddenly the spirit doll appeared in front of him.

Feng Chen said with a straight face, "What's in your arms?"

Could it really be an egg?

The disciple was startled, his hands trembled, and he almost lost his grip.

He quickly took out all the things in his arms and put them in front of the windmill: "Little steward, they are all letters, and I want to show them to Senior Brother Cheng."

After sweeping the windmill at a glance, there is indeed no danger.

He breathed a sigh of relief, turned sideways and said, "Please. Mr. Cheng is waiting for you in front."

The disciple walked forward, entered the gazebo, and sat in front of Cheng Yuzhi, watching the immortal monarch raise his face and look at him with a smile, the most important thing was being amiable.

His nervousness was relieved a lot. Sure enough, as the senior brother said, Senior Brother Xiao Cheng is very easy to get along with.

Cheng Yuzhi smiled and said, "Is there something wrong?"

The disciple took out all the letters from his body, and pushed them nervously and calmly in front of Cheng Yunzhi. They were piled up like a hill, and the disciple was embarrassed to say it.

"Everyone, everyone likes the script written by Senior Brother Cheng very much," he said cautiously, "I have a lot of ideas, and I want to discuss it with Senior Brother Cheng."

"It's just that it's difficult to enter the sect, and so is Chang Shufeng, so please ask me to collect their letters and show them to the senior brother."

Cheng Yuzhi's lightly frowned brows unfolded, and he seemed relieved all of a sudden.

Not just rotten eggs.

He looked at the letters and wanted to open them immediately, but he was a little nervous.

I'm afraid that someone will say that his writing is not good, what kind of slobbery words he writes, what does not match the context, what kind of fairy is not like this...

But after thinking about it in the end, they are all his readers.

In the first letter, a series of large brush characters can be seen, expressing the author's strong and excited mood: good! ! !

Cheng Yunzhi: "...Okay." He said delicately.

The disciple quickly said: "Maybe some people are nervous, so they may write more sloppy words, or maybe the above text does not match the text. Senior Brother Cheng just read it and smile."

Cheng Yuzhi said tolerantly: "It's all everyone's wishes."

Originally, I thought that many people would talk about him, why did you write Xianjun like this?

This is No. 1 in the world of comprehension, a well-known immortal. Everyone knows his deeds. He is dressed in snow and silver, and looks like a man in the sky. Cover up yourself, pretend to be calm, just so that the disciples can't see it.

Unexpectedly, the readers who visited the letter said that Xianjun is cute.

cute.

Cheng Yunzhi hid his face, he didn't expect someone to comment on Xianjun like that.

It is said that he is a rare lover, and he will take the object in his heart. Compared with the past, when he practiced the Dao of Ruthlessness, the immortals are much more fireworks.

Extraordinarily brave, gentle and tender like water.

Simply looking at the daily life in the storybook, one can imagine that Xianjun will walk down to Xuantianzong one day and drink a bowl of wonton at the wonton stall next door.

In the end, because he didn't eat ordinary food all year round, his tongue was scalded by the hot soup, and finally he frowned slightly, feeling very at a loss.

lovely!

Unexpectedly, many people confessed their love to Xiao Qi, praised him boldly and enthusiastically, brave and lively, careful and bold, and never lost the chain at critical moments.And after being slandered by the wicked, many people shed tears for him, wishing to go away to save the immortal. They were so sad that they died.

Even if I haven't met him, I think he is a beautiful, innocent and heroic young Daoxiu.

Some people say that Xiaoqi's only flaw is that he cares too much about Xianjun.

That was his guide, his elder who was also his teacher and father, no matter what he did, he would be disturbed, and he wanted to see a protagonist who was more at ease.

Cheng Yuzhi thought for a while, and told him that he could focus on the next book, and that the next one would be about a protagonist who was able to handle it with ease.

what.

Xiao Cheng decided that he would take himself out and truly live up to his title of vixen!

And for the next book, he will also write a happy ending that everyone is satisfied with, and even Gu Yan can't fault it.

……

But speaking of it, Xianjun really left early and returned late during these days, and he didn't know what to do.

The sneaky behavior made Xiao Cheng puzzled.

That's fine, maybe Xianjun is busy with important matters, and it's really immature to disturb him without authorization.

But every time Xianjun returned to Changshu Peak with a chill all over his body, he still wanted to squeeze him into bed, making Cheng Yuzhibing tremble all over, that would be a problem.

Especially today, Gu Yan's whole body was as if buried in snow, and his hands felt cold, waking up Mr. Cheng who was already asleep.

In the dream, Cheng Yuzhi saw in horror that a spring-like lake suddenly froze, and the fish that jumped into the air blinked into ice sculptures.

He struggled to wake up, and kicked the person next to the pillow dissatisfied.

Cheng Yunzhi was dissatisfied and said: "Xianjun, if you don't sleep, there are people who want to sleep."

Gu Yan calmly said: "I'll sleep."

Cheng Yuzhi was very sleepy, and he didn't open his eyes: "No... Tomorrow, you must make a contract for three chapters... Then sleep with me... I will, I will... Move out... Let you be a widow..."

There was a chuckle in his ear.

Suddenly, there was ice on his lips.

Cheng Yuzhi struggled to open his eyes, and saw Gu Yan pressing a snow lotus to his lips.

Young Master Xueyi's long hair drooped slightly, and there was a transparent gleam in his eyes, just like the inconspicuous fish-belly white at sunrise.

"Eat what is good for you." Gu Yan coaxed softly.

Xiao Cheng opened his mouth obediently, and chewed cleanly.

After eating, I didn't feel any changes, but my spirit unexpectedly improved.

Cheng Yuzhi turned over and lay on his back looking at him, his clothes were loose, revealing his slender and clean shoulders and neck.

"What do you do?"

Gu Yan said: "Prolong your life."

Cheng Yunzhi understood immediately, fearing that his lifespan would be approaching.

"And those boxes, what are they for?" Through the gap in the screen, he saw many wooden boxes, large or small, on the terrace.

Gu Yan said, "It's a betrothal gift for him."

Seemingly understanding but not understanding, Cheng Yunzhi was put on a coat and led out of the bedroom.

It turned out that Xianjun went to find him a betrothal gift, and didn't use the original things in his treasure house. He felt that they were not new and had no intentions.

So he found a pair of Tiancaidibao to prolong his life, he ate one, and ate the rest as snacks.

There are immortal spiritual stones, as well as ordinary gold and silver.

There are dozens of lost recipes, and the cook recruits a jade slip.

A box of Bihaichaosheng comes with an exquisite pen holder, which is shiny and shiny after it was just painted.

A title deed to expand the territory.You can expand the scope of the Changjin Sect, and you can also move into the Xuantian Sect and be protected by the first sect.

and a small wooden box.

Cheng Yuzhi opened the wooden box and saw a blood-stained golden pill.

Gu Yan said softly: "I brought it back from the ghosts."

When the point was reached, Cheng Yunzhi understood what he meant, closed the wooden box, and said, "Perhaps it can be returned to the original owner."

Finally, open a big wooden box.

Inside, I saw a windmill dressed as a flower girl, and stared at Xianjun dissatisfied.

windmill:"……"

Cheng Yunzhi: "..."

The little boy shook his head, even if he was carried out by Cheng Yuzhi, he still felt like he smelled like flowers, and his sleeves were full of petals.

Gu Yan's voice sounded at the right time: "I will send you to be a flower girl, so that no one will open the way at the ceremony."

The little boy said angrily, "Is that how flower girls use it!!!"

Cheng Yuzhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said with a pop: "You really know how to choose. What is this?" He sharply saw that there was something in the wooden box, and when he took it out, it turned out to be a piece of skin as thin as a cicada's wing.

He was startled, and immediately remembered what it was.

He turned his head and looked at Gu Yan, while Xianjun also stared at his face with a gentle expression.

"It was the last skin that shed before my ascension, and after I reunited with him," said Mr. Xueyi. "Give it to him. You can refine it yourself and see what kind of spirit doll it will be."

Fengche said coolly, "I'm afraid I'm going to steal his attention."

Cheng Yunzhi stroked the faded skin, started to warm up, it was not appropriate.

It must also be a very cute kid who will pester him and call him.

"I heard that Zhizhi has the idea of ​​writing a new storybook?"

Cheng Yuzhi came back to his senses and nodded: "Yes."

Gu Yan came over, sat down beside him, and shared the cool breeze from the terrace: "Then write me more powerfully, and write Xiaoqi more cutely, okay?"

Cheng Yuzhi said with a smile: "Whoever writes about Xiao Qi will not write about Xiao Qi."

Young Master Xueyi looked over, his eyes burning: "Then who is it?"

Cheng Yunzhi: "Me."

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The author has something to say:

In the back, the author nagged and said, little angels who don't read it can stop.

I finished the first long novel Guyan, and my mind is a bit blank.

Sigh, in fact, I didn’t expect to end it right away. I feel that everything that should be explained in the main text has been explained, and I don’t know what to write in the follow-up.

Seriously, the little angels who have been chasing me all the way can definitely see that my article has run out of outline [downcast] Huh, I will definitely not dare to write the next book, write what I should write, don’t add anything fancy, or go in orz

Of course, I am also really grateful that there is a little angel who is willing to accompany me all the way. Every time I see a paw, I will be very happy and feel that I can't let the little angel feel sorry.Otherwise, I'm really afraid that I won't be able to write, and I can't give them a complete explanation orz

thank you all!