Xianmen boss is actually my ex-boyfriend

Cheng Yuzhi glanced at him, and said strangely: "You have it too? Ah Yan's family is not weak."

He made a joke by the way.

Gu Yan said: "Yes, there are quite a few."

At this point, he didn't stop talking, "It's all piled up in the warehouse of my cave, if you want it, let me get it, okay?"

His expression was meek to the point of forbearance, and he even spoke in a soft voice, which was exactly Cheng Yuzhi's favorite appearance, but the meaning in the words became more and more wrong the more he heard them.

"You want to kidnap me as a Taoist companion, that's not acceptable."

Cheng Yuzhi raised his eyebrows, brushed aside the vines, and walked out of the cave.

Turning around while talking, her eyes were bright: "If I want Bai Lingzhu, I don't need the ones in Ah Yan's hand."

The next day, the middle-aged Taoist walked out of the guest room, was led to the hall by the windmill, and heard the news that Cheng Yuzhi also planned to attend the Fairy Gate Conference.

He was shocked suddenly: "Okay! That's great! Be a companion on the road, hahaha!"

Cheng Yunzhi is now passionately speaking in the hall, taking out his storytelling posture, and fanning the folding fan like a cattail fan, the wind is whistling.

"I saw that soaring sword energy descending from the sky, smashing the evil platform of Moxiu into pieces!"

His words were correct, obviously he was on top, and he made up a short paragraph on the spot, "Jie Ah Xianjun landed in the world gracefully, with unmelted snow on the sword's edge. Everyone in the audience exclaimed, almost fainting, unexpectedly Climb up to the table and take a closer look at Xianjun's appearance..."

He got stuck, uh, for a while.

Zitao then clacked on the table: "And then and then!"

Bai Ci also joined in the fun, knocking on the table and slapping the benches, and the middle-aged Taoist sat beside him drinking porridge, his eyes kept moving to this side.

Fengche couldn't maintain his "serious management" appearance at all, his eyes were shining, obviously he was fascinated by the book.

He was short of applauding Cheng Yunzhi's three sentences.

Gu Yan paused.

With his back turned to him, Cheng Yunzhi racked his brains: "Uh, here, I see that the immortal is graceful, handsome and handsome..."

He heard the footsteps, and saw Gu Yan when he turned his head, he couldn't help but his eyes lit up: "The beauty of the fairy, the face is like a bright moon, and the eyebrows are like peaks, it's not like a mortal!"

puff.

Zitao rolled his eyes secretly, lifted the bowl to cover his face, and almost laughed out loud.

Cough, be quiet, be quiet, don't laugh.

He is a big brother!Brother, be serious!

Cheng Yuzhi said suspiciously: "I seem to have heard someone laughing? To be fair, it's really difficult to describe the appearance of a fairy!"

As he spoke, he thrust the fan into his bosom and greeted him: "Come here, let's have breakfast!"

Now that everyone is here, it is convenient to talk about things.

Cheng Yunzhi announced in public that he was going to join the Zhongzhang Fairy Sect Association, and won the support of the middle-aged Taoist, Zitao and others.

Gu Yan didn't say a word, and quietly drank his porridge.

After the meal, Fengche called two or three children to help clean up the dishes.Cheng Yunzhi sat at the table drinking tea.

Zitao turned a corner when he reached the point of his mouth, "Gu... Gu Yan Xianshi is also going to participate?"

Cheng Yunzhi looked at Gu Yan, but saw that he didn't answer, and stopped where he was with the tea in one hand, and his eyes fell on Bai Ci.

The young Daoxiu is now propping his face with his wrists, breathing evenly, and fell asleep under their sight after eating breakfast!

Cheng Yuzhi patted the side of his face with a folding fan: "Friend, brother, if you are sleepy, go to bed and sleep."

Zitao said guiltily, "It's all my fault. I didn't sleep most of the night to discuss Daoism with Brother Baici. It must be because I didn't get enough sleep yesterday, so I couldn't hold on today."

While everyone was talking, Bai Ci woke up leisurely.

He got up in a daze, rubbed his face, and looked at Zitao: "What's wrong?"

Because of the raised brows, the originally long and slender eyes were pulled round. Compared with the previous rebellious and evil appearance, now they look a little inexplicably juvenile.

Zitao's words got stuck in the middle.

He stretched out his hand and pinched Beitz's cheek, but the other party pinched back unconvinced, and the two young men almost had a fight on the breakfast table.

Cheng Yuzhi watched them huddle together with a smile, and said, "Then let's pack our luggage and get ready to go."

The gate of the sect, which was rarely opened once, was slowly closed again.

Cheng Yunzhi stood at the door empty-handed, watched the windmill exert all his strength, and barely closed the two heavy doors.

Although it has only been a short period of time since the last time I went out, many things have changed.

There are still many cute little puppets working diligently in the sect, waiting for him to come home.

Cheng Yunzhi turned around and walked towards the path leading down the mountain.

He raised his hand, looked up, and saw that the distance was red, and it seemed that there was smoke, covering most of the mountain.

So he sighed: "This afternoon's Huoshaoyun is different, it seems to be really burning."

Zitao: "..."

Middle-aged Taoist: "...Because it really caught fire!!!"

Cheng Yunzhi slowly put down his hand: "..."

They arrived in a hurry and found that the remnants of the sect left by Moxiu had been burned dry, leaving only some stone buildings that could not be burned.

Someone set a fire, suppressed the fire with spiritual power, and quietly burned the remains.

Those cornices built at the entrance of the cave, and those weird horizontal banners were all burned away.

It was empty, leaving only burnt ashes floating in the air, and there were still small flames everywhere, continuing sporadically.

Cheng Yunzhi's hair stood on end!

Someone set fire to his house, but he didn't notice it!

If this person doesn't like the Changjin Gate, he will burn his house down!

They went in and searched around, but they couldn't find anyone, the arsonist had already disappeared without a trace.

The young man was in a hurry and wanted to rush back: "We must inform the spirit doll quickly, lest a thief come to the door and be unprepared!"

He walked back for a while, and heard Tao Yaoyao shouting behind him: "Bai Ci—"

Cheng Yuzhi looked up, and Bai Ci was standing on the highest rock at the entrance of the magic cultivator's lair, squinting his eyes and looking at something.

The corners of his torn clothes fluttered in the wind.

Sporadic sparks drifted past the side of his face, scattered and flew towards the dark bushes behind him.

And the long hair, which is basically not combed neatly, is loose, covering most of the face.

Hearing Zitao calling him, he turned around and came over to hook his shoulders.

Zitao wondered, "Why didn't you hear me when I called you just now?"

Bai Ci said casually, "Just now I was wondering who set the fire." He narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his eyes flew upwards,

"It burns so cleanly."

Saying that, he smiled at Cheng Yuzhi who was watching him.

The little boy opened the door, and nodded repeatedly to the host who came back and asked for precautions.

He hugged him for the last time, and said coquettishly: "After all, I also want to go to the Xianmen Conference! Take me, please!"

Cheng Yunzhi: "...Did you hear what I just said? Let me hear you repeat it?"

Gu Yan: "No."

The little boy pouted in humiliation and stopped talking.

He didn't know who set the fire, so Cheng Yunzhi had to go down the mountain to report to the officials.

Uh, it doesn't sound like a cultivating immortal, but there is no way, sometimes mortals have to take care of it.

The group of them finally felt relieved.

The middle-aged Taoist made a guess: "Maybe the person who set the fire just happened to have resentment towards this group of demon cultivators? Otherwise, even their old nest would be burned down, how much I hate them!"

Cheng Yunzhi: "That makes sense. Speaking of which, it's been so long, buddy, you still haven't told us what your name is?"

Middle-aged Taoist: "..."

The co-authors have known each other for so long, have they never asked their names?

Liu Jierong, that is, the middle-aged Taoist, took over the burden of driving.

His original words are as follows: "Sit in the cars of you young people, and even the strongest bones will be knocked apart."

They don't need a car to drive to Zhongzhangzhou, but to teleport through each continent's unique teleportation circle.

Zhongzhangzong's fairy gate meeting was held on the fairy island in the sea, and they needed to shrink the ground to an inch by teleportation, come to the coast, and then enter the fairy island by taking a special boat.

They got out of the carriage, and the stable owner came out from behind, leading the horses to feed the hay.

Cheng Yuzhi opened the curtain of the stable, and the salty sea breeze greeted him.

The air is accompanied by the smell of fishy fish and the smell of unknown seaweed.

People coming and going walked by, their bodies and heels were covered with fine soft sand.

He beckoned the people behind to follow up quickly: "Because it's still early, let's go to the island earlier and take a good look at the appearance of Xiandao."

Gu Yan put his hands behind his back and followed him: "Have you never been to Zhongzhang before?"

Cheng Yuzhi replied straightforwardly: "Yes, this is the first time I've seen the sea."

He raised his hand to look, and suddenly saw the point of blue connecting the sky and the horizon, and his face looked yearning: "Is that the sea?"

Everyone set off leisurely in the designated fisherman's boat.

Cheng Yuzhi lowered his eyes, looked at the dark water near his hand, and brushed it with his hand.

The cool sea water started, small waves hit the palm of the hand, foam gushed out, and there was a light thrust.There were no fish, but tiny black shadows could be seen passing deep beneath the surface.

The fisherman stood at the bow of the boat, a little surprised: "I have been ferrying for so many years, and this is the first time I have crossed such a smooth boat."

Cheng Yunzhi didn't turn his head, and laughed loudly: "Old man, it's because the sea is happy today; when it is happy, it will slowly push the boat forward, and there will be no big waves."

Zitao squinted at him: "Mr. Cheng, isn't this the first time you've seen the sea?"

Cheng Yunzhi corrected him: "It's the first time I saw it with my own eyes, and it's not like I've never heard of it."

The boat was rowing, and soon, I saw a little outcropping outline of Xiandao in the distance.

The fisherman said: "This young man's words are really interesting. We Zhongdaohai have a legend."

Cheng Yuzhi withdrew his hand from the water, and said with interest: "What kind of legend is it?" Cheng Yuzhi has always been generous with his time when it comes to various stories.

The fisherman said slowly: "Ah, there is a legend that there is a group of sea guards in Zhongdaohai, with faces like yakshas, ​​blue-faced fangs, and living on aquatic plants. They live in the depths of Zhongdaohai and do not show their faces easily. They are completely different from the people on the beach. Irrelevant."

Zitao said disdainfully, "You don't need to worry too much about aquatic plants."

The fisherman laughed: "That's true. But one day, a sea guard leader appeared. Everyone called him 'Sea King'. He was several times taller than other sea guards, and his appearance was different. People still dare not recognize it as a sea guard."

"after?"

"This sea guard has a strange appearance, so he was squeezed out. He actually came to the shore from the sea, uttering words, and wanted to live with the fishermen."