Master on the side of the road, don't pick it up

There is a thousand-foot prison under the magic palace, and the dark depths are only illuminated by the luminous pearl light.

Shen Zhexue walked in it, and the pearls on both sides reflected sparkling water patterns, and there was no fire in a hundred miles around.

The abundant water vapor evaporates white mist, which flows like a waterfall and sinks on the long steps.

There is a warm wind that isolates all the mist from the outside world, and even the hem of the corner robe is dry.

Shen Zhexue looked at Shi Yuan who was walking side by side with him. The young man had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, a nose as straight as a peak, and the corners of his lips were slightly pursed, so that the profile of his profile was extraordinarily tight.

Every step they took, the empty dungeon would echo.

Shen Zhexue's fingertips rubbed Shi Yuan's palm.

No matter how long ago Shi Yuan had accepted that his parents were not ordinary parents, and his birth was not expected or blessed, but if he asked about it carefully, it would be no less than tearing open a wound that had already dried up.

Besides, Shen Zhexue didn't think that the demon lord Robbery would say anything good.

"Master..."

Shi Yuan called out in a low voice, and suddenly felt a tightness in his arms, and the breath of Qing Ling Ling Chun wind and rain surrounded him.

Shen Zhexue hugged him, and said in a low voice: "Shi Yuan, I will be with you from now on."

Teacher Shen, who has taught countless students, naturally knows what big principles he wants to say, but sometimes those words are too frivolous.

He still remembered what Shi Yuan said to Ning Chao in the outskirts of Langfeng City.

Although he couldn't open his eyes at that time, the bloody and hateful questioning fell into his ears without saying a word.

Sang Qi said that evil fetuses are mostly evil in nature.

Words can make money, people's words are terrible, unprovoked malice and slander will indeed destroy a person, hatred and jealousy will put people in a charcoal pot, like a fire.

Xiang Guchun's ignorance may be a kind of luck, but not everyone has his luck.

At least Shi Yuan didn't.

But he still looks so good.

What can determine a person - this is a question that Shen Zhexue has not fully figured out for many years in the industry.

There are so many rules and regulations in the standard answer, but there are still thousands of lives and thousands of destiny.

It was Shi Yuan who gave him a new answer that could be put into reality.

It's me who decides who I want to be.

Shi Yuan quietly leaned against Shen Zhexue, he bent slightly, and the temples of the two touched each other, there was an indescribable intimacy.

In fact, he never mentioned it to Shen Zhexue. For a long time, he was extremely afraid of having physical contact with people. When it was the most serious, he had to hang a curtain even when he was seeing a doctor. The girl ran away from home and became a doctor.

The evil breath will make mortals vomit nightmares, and even seriously ill. He should learn to avoid crowds, and also learn to avoid pushing and sticks.

The veteran who taught him medical skills back then said: "This is a heart disease, silly boy, there is always someone in the world who will like you."

When Xiang Guchun hugged him for the first time, Shi Yuan was so stiff that he was about to suffocate his breathing.

He was dizzy, resisted the urge to push Master away, feeling panic and nervous.

However, miraculously, in the same jerky embrace of Xiang Guchun, he slowly let himself fall into the aura like floating flowers on a clear stream.

It was a warm, pure hug.

He never wanted much, both Wei Sheng and Shi Yuan knew clearly that he shouldn't expect too much.

But since that time, he has been looking forward to the next hug from Master.

As the feelings overlapped, he couldn't restrain himself from wanting more things later on.He wanted to walk side by side with him, not to leave Master alone, wanted to hold him in his arms, and did many outrageous things.

These gorgeous wishes popped up by chance at night and burned in the bright candles of the three wines seen in the court.

When Mo turned his head, the bright winter sun sprinkled on the treetops, and the seeds that had been dormant for the whole winter came to life, and they sprouted quietly in the wet mud.

Now that he has received this hug again, his heart is turbulent and his heartstrings are twitching.

Shi Yuan raised his hand to caress Shen Zhexue's long snow-white hair, turned his wrist slightly, Shen Zhexue raised his head, but saw Shi Yuan's face enlarged in front of his eyes, and a piece of warm softness fell on his lips.

There was a loud bang in Shen Zhexue's mind, and all thoughts disappeared in an instant.

For a moment, he seemed to return to the dream that he asked Bo Ziyi to weave thousands of years ago.

Thousands of miles of ice-covered lake pavilion, that soul-stirring, soul-shocking kiss.

His eyelashes trembled frequently, and his teeth loosened.

The fingers caressing Shi Yuan's back also tightened suddenly.

The water mist rolled and lingered on the outside of the wind screen, Feng Ling stuck her sleeves on her robe, and the sound of ding dong water couldn't cover up her short and hot breath.

When the two entangled breaths reluctantly parted, Shi Yuan lowered his head, and his forehead was right between Shen Zhexue's.

The water vapor from the outside couldn't interfere at all, but it seemed to soak into the pupils of the master in a different way.

Bright and clear, like a spring forest after rain.

Shen Zhexue only felt that her old heart was thumping and beating extremely disappointingly, but she also felt very comfortable.

If they weren't on the dungeon steps and they still had business to do, he even wanted to come back a few more times.

...Well, is it too old and disrespectful?

Shen Zhexue's mind was befuddled, and the words came out one after another.

Shi Yuan fixedly looked into his misty eyes, and there were many emotions flashing in those eyes, and he could read them all without the need for synaesthesia.

Shen Zhexue was annoyed that she was out of tune, and also angry that Shiyuan didn't say hello, so he pursed his red lower lip, turned his eyes and said, "Let's go."

He muttered again in a low voice: "Stupid apprentice, why are you kissing so hard?"

Shi Yuan felt that his bangles full of world treasures were not as important as his master's voice.

The Demon Lord Jielou was deeply affected by the magic of the Immortal Court, coupled with the Heavenly Dao Yingjie, he had been staying in this dungeon all day long before Shi Yuan seized the throne.

This dark prison seems to be specially designed for his fire root physique, and it must be extremely painful to live in it for a long time, but Jielou is tough, and despite his eclectic wrists, he did not put himself in a too embarrassing situation.

He sensed Shi Yuan's arrival because of his blood, and he had already turned into a human body, with one leg bent and the other propped up, sitting in the middle of the dungeon surrounded by water spirits, propping his jaw, looking at the two of them with interest.

And when his strange red eyes saw Shen Zhexue's slightly swollen lips, he raised his eyebrows and laughed with a "sneak", and said to Shi Yuan: "Not bad, your eyes follow the deity's, just like this." Immortal air flutters in this breath."

These words really make people want to beat him up. Shen Zhexue signaled Shi Yuan not to be taken away from the topic by him, and said first: "Jielou, the immortal vein you found in the white desert of the southern border in the year of Tianjie, that Xiao Hun, but Shi Yuan's mother?"

Jielou's playful expression was fixed on the face covered with half of the magic pattern.

He adjusted his posture slightly, and said, "Are you also from Xianting? If you didn't come out in the year of Heavenly Tribulation, it would be too hypocritical to come out and take care of things now."

Shen Zhexue was not surprised that he would mention it like this, and said: "A thousand years ago, under the Hanshan formation, I was not idle."

Jielou's gaze became deep and dark, red like the most intense blood in his heart and lungs, he asked himself in a low voice: "Hanshan Great Formation thousands of years ago, are you Xiangguchun?"

Although the demons did not directly participate in the grand formation plan back then, after all, the southern border, as a shelter for the common people, also needed the cooperation of the demons.

As a demon lord, Jielou has his own way of finding out who is the most eye-catching candidate even though he has not been told exactly what to do.

As for Weisheng being the guardian of the formation, although he got the news late, he still went to the northern border and found Weisheng who was completely silent in the ruins.

He looked at Shen Zhexue meaningfully, his eyes circled back and forth between the master and the apprentice, and finally landed on Shi Yuan's side, and said with a light smile: "You two have reconnected, really..."

"You have the magic of the Immortal Court, and you have a faint evil aura." Shen Zhexue interrupted Jielou's wrangling, and said, "After Xiaohun, I recovered my cultivation base and memory."

What he said was certain, and Jielou also suspected how he knew, but it was meaningless to pursue further.

Jielou raised his chin and said, "I've never been fainted before. He's called Shi Lingdeng, Xianting Lantern Immortal Venerable, have you heard of his name?"

This Shen Zhexue was really startled, although he knew in a dream that there were spirit patterns on Xiao Wan's eyebrows, and that he was a real immortal named by the fairy court, but he didn't think that he would be the famous bright lamp fairy.

In fact, the Immortal Court is not as distinct as in the Upper Cultivation Realm. The real immortals get their names only after they enlighten their wisdom. If they perceive the way of heaven and travel in the void during their cultivation, they will use the title of "Jun".

And if he becomes more enlightened, he will be named an Immortal Venerable. This opportunity is hard to come by. Besides enlightenment, there is also another situation.

That is the way of heaven.

Just like the cloud Qi that Shi Yuan and others saw on the spirit boat, it is considered an extremely rare existence, let alone a spirit that gained a human body and enlightened its wisdom.

The sword spirit relies on cold iron anyway, and there are only a handful of pure heavenly transformation spirits.

The cultivation methods of these spirits are different from those of others, and they have been in charge of a spiritual vein and luck all their lives, so they can be regarded as helpers of the way of heaven.

Shen Zhexue's mother, Lord Ming Shen, was an assistant in front of the Mingdeng Immortal Hall, so she used "Ming" as her title, so Shen Zhexue was even more impressed with this Mingdeng Immortal.

No wonder the true immortals in Baimo would subconsciously follow the sun even if they were in a daze.

"Shi Lingdeng is a jerk." The aura of Jielou suddenly changed, and the sweet and blood-smelling magic energy rapidly expanded in the barrier of the dungeon, so that the air in the spirit screen turned a faint red.

The magic lines on his naked upper body flickered with black light, and the outline of his body became blurred and huge.

Shi Yuan raised his palm to reinforce the effect of the seal barrier, and Jie Lou's already half-beast form gradually recovered, and it was still a strong and burly figure.

He seemed to have regained some sanity from the confusion, but he said in a low voice: "Oh, I have a bad debt with him, he is a bastard, and this deity is...not much better."

The first acquaintance between Jielou and Xiaohun was like what Shen Zhexue saw in his dream, without any warning or new ideas.

At first, the demon lord Jielou used him as a bargaining chip to exchange with Xianzong in the future, and at the same time regarded him as a tool when the evil current of catastrophe came.

So what about the Immortal Court Immortal, he is simply a foolish monk, and the demons can afford it.

Xiao Hun's identity has not been revealed, and the demons regard him as the demon king's forbidden male favorite, and they dare not take him seriously, but the servants in the palace like to tease him and chat with him when they have nothing to do.

But this real fairy with thin skin and tender flesh is too stupid, he can't be poked like a stone, and every day except eating and sleeping, he just knows to wait in front of the window.

Flowers and trees were not liked in the demon court, and all the weapons were placed on racks. In winter, it was extremely bleak, bare and decayed, but he could only look at it for most of the day.

The attendants in the Demon Palace all said that this little fool is really infatuated with the Demon Lord.

Xiaohun's injury healed slowly, the devil brought him medicinal food every day, three meals a day, and the treasures of heaven and earth were transported to this hall like flowing water, it was a great favor from heaven.

But Xiao Hun couldn't tell the difference between those treasures, he just dragged his painful body, and waited for the robber to arrive in front of the window where he could see the courtyard at a glance.

He was always unable to cheer up, and after his health improved to a certain extent, he never recovered.

The wind outside the window blew his pale cheeks like thin and translucent white porcelain.His eyes are often hazy, and only when the figure of Jie Lou appears at the end of the courtyard, those sleepy eyes will burst out with a strange look.

Xiaohun's body temperature is too low, and he can't stay away from the stove all day long, but once he sees the robbery coming back, he can't put on his shoes in time, and he can't wait to put on his fur coat. , like sunlight soaked in ice water, plunged into the arms of the devil.

Jielou doesn't come back often, he has a lot of things to deal with, and it's not easy to gather the demons and sign documents with Xianzong.

He also didn't want to have to deal with a fool after he finished his work, but he had to coax the foolish fairy so that he could work for the demons in the future.

But every time he came, his hands would never be empty, but he would bring some food from the world.

Once it was a bunch of candied haws.

The world is full of wastes waiting to be prosperous, and finally, as the devil lord wished, Xiang Yinli, who is in charge, is killed, and at least he can maintain the lives of ordinary people.

It's just that there are not many small vendors who still sell this kind of thing on the street. Today, he happened to bump into it, so he ordered a bunch.

The glass-like rock sugar is condensed on the bright red hawthorn, and it is crystal clear under the light, which is very beautiful.

Jielou stretched out the bamboo stick wearing hawthorn to Xiaohun's eyes, shook it, but saw that the real fairy was still staring at him intently.

Stretching out his hand, he pressed the topmost mountain red to his lips, and said, "Try it."

Immortal Court True Immortals have the power to break the void, but the premise is the Wugou spirit body, they can't eat such a large amount of food in the world, otherwise there is no possibility of breaking the void.

And Jie Lou wanted him to stay in the world forever.

So he sent people to deliver three meals every day, and made people stare at Xiao Wan to finish eating every meal, and he often coaxed him to eat demon food.

The magic spring water has a slightly bitter taste. The candied haws are not sweet, not sour. Xiao Wan wrinkled his face after taking a bite.

The demon master pinched his earlobe, and his magnetic low voice seemed to be chanting some bewitching spell. He said, "Is it delicious? I waited for a long time to buy it."

Xiao Wan's cheeks were puffed out, and he suddenly frowned.

Then he took a small bite out of each hawthorn one by one as if throwing a fit on purpose, and held up the bamboo stick in front of Jielou, signaling him to eat it too.

This fairy's smile is so clean that people want to get him dirty.

Jie Lou's eyes darkened, he wrapped Xiao Hun's wrist with one hand, and whispered in his ear, "You come to feed me."

Unable to move his hands, Xiao Wan was a little confused, but he was ignorant but not stupid, and he quickly understood.

He took a big bite of a hawthorn on the lower end, moved his lips to his lips, and fed it into Jielou's mouth.

Jie Lou was very satisfied, but when the sweet and sour taste without bitterness spread on his tongue, he was really taken aback.

This little fool likes him so much that he eats candied haws that are like poison without knowing it, and wants to share the purest bite of sweetness with him.

Jielou pushed him away, turned and left with a dark face.

He hasn't come to this side hall for a long time, and Xiao Wan is still waiting day and night.

Even if the news that Jielou held a banquet in the main hall to celebrate the unification of the demon clan finally came, he was not angry when he heard that Jielou was flirting and drinking with the succubus with slim waist and chest.

Xiao Hun just asked the maid softly: "Does he like... that?"

The maid conveyed the words to Jielou verbatim as instructed.

"Yes, I like it."

The devil asked the maid to answer him like this.

That night the main hall was brightly lit, and the sound of drinking and playing music rang all night, and when the first ray of morning light shone into the realm of the demons, there was no twilight in front of the window sill, but a slender figure with skin like creamy fat. A woman with a shocking appearance.

Both men and women in Xianting have skin appearances, Xiao Wan turned into a female body after this night.

"You just came." Xiao Wan smiled weakly, and asked him with [-]% sincerity, "Do you like it?"

Jie Lou looked at the real fairy, and at this moment a thought popped up in his mind.

Maybe the Demon Race can have a Demon Queen.

With this thought, many things became reasonable.

If Xiao Hun was his devil queen, then he would have to pay for the devil clan logically, and in the future Xianzong would tear himself apart from them, sending the devil queen would be a humiliation, and it would also leave them speechless and embarrassing.

This reason is full of flaws, but the devil just convinced him.

On the day of marrying the devil queen, the devil world spread out ten miles of red makeup, and blood-red stalks bloomed in the devil pool, swaying in the wind.

They formed a Taoist partner contract of the Demon Race, Jielou naturally manipulated the contract, he thought he had a bigger bargaining chip to control the real immortal.

Satisfied, he lifted Xiao Wan's hijab, and looked at her flawless and beautiful eyes under the red candle.

After handing over a glass of wine, Jie Lou pushed her into the depths of the bed almost viciously, Xiao Han seemed to have no bones, and closed his eyes quietly.

When the breath of robbery fell on her neck, she squinted her eyes and said with a sigh: "Finally let me wait."

——The magic circle rose suddenly, turning the world upside down.

Xiao Wan turned over and sat up, and the two of them reversed positions in an instant. She sat straddling Jielou's waist and abdomen, and her green fingertips were covered by her wide sleeves with golden and dark flower and phoenix patterns.

The hem of the bright red wedding dress overlapped and spread out on the wedding bed, and there was a faint trace of the spirit between her eyebrows, as bright as she had licked her lips with red paper and rouge.

Jielou couldn't move, and the strong magic breath was completely blocked behind the crimson crocodile curtain.

His eyes with murderous intent reflected the bright and unparalleled face of a true immortal, and a low growl full of anger rolled out of his throat: "——You!"

"Shhh." Xiao Wan paused and pointed at his lips, and the spiritual wind blew away, completely isolating this extraordinarily festive dormitory from the outside world.

She tilted her head and smiled, and the ruby ​​pendant hanging on the spirit pattern on the brow bone swayed slightly with her movements, casting a wavering shadow between her eyebrows.

She bent down and kissed Jie Lou's lips.

This kiss lasted for a long time, and when the overlapping figures of the two separated, the rouge on Xiao Wan's lips faded, and a little bit of rouge was wiped away between the lower lip and chin due to Jie Lou's struggle.

She wiped away the vermilion with her fingertips, pressed the corners of Jielou's eyes, and said with a smile, "Husband, how are you?"

Robber's expression changed drastically.

During the kiss just now, he clearly felt a strange aura rushing into his throat, and before he could resist it, it spread into his lungs.

The place where the breath flowed was numb and sour, making all internal organs twisted together.

"It's really not easy to wait for you to form a Taoist couple. Heaven asks for it willingly, but how can a fool understand this willingness."

Xiao Hun is like a blood-red lotus blooming on the surging magic breath, her whole body is full of dignity and pride.

While talking, she pressed her finger downwards, and wiped out a streak like a carp's red tail around Jielou's eyes.

"But I do like you very much. The pure fire spirit really looks like the Golden Crow. That's what I thought when I saw you for the first time."

Raising the circle to the top of the tent depicting the dragon and phoenix acacia, she stretched out her hand and completely tore open the front of the wedding dress that had been scattered in Jielou, and said in a manly voice: "Your Majesty the devil, please help me. My friend can tell Your fate, I will also, I promise you a body in a thousand years to survive the catastrophe, you promise the deity a spiritual fetus, let me transform the spirit core of the evil flow, and then counter the evil flow for a round, what do you think?"

She wanted to ask about everything, but she didn't give Jie Lou a chance to answer everything.

"You—you dare to lie to me!" Jie Lou's entire body cultivation was useless, it was the absolute control suppressed by the reversal of the Dao Lun Qi.

The cultivation base of the true immortal has not been fully recovered. If Jielou hadn't added those hands and feet on it, he might not have been reduced to the point where he has no resistance.

However, the real fairy in front of him is quite looking forward to his resistance, but seeing the anger of the Demon Lord wishing to strangle her on the spot seems to be a good experience.

Xiao Wan took off the phoenix crown on her head and threw it out of the bed, her silky black hair fell loose, accompanied by the crisp sound of jade beads falling to the ground.

Her slender body was tucked under the flowing long hair, and she said with a smile: "How can I lie to you, I have been in a coma for so many years, and it hasn't been long since I woke up. Is this the law of nature?"

Jie Lou's strong and strong body was under Xiao Wan's palm, his chest was heaving with anger.

Koudan's fingers slid down the magic lines on his chest inch by inch, feeling the gathering of the most quintessential fire spirits.

She is a true immortal conceived in the spiritual fire of the extreme sun, chasing the direction of the Golden Crow in the white desert.

The robbery of the building was like a ball of fire falling from the sky, and after many years of ignorance, what she waited in front of the window sill was this light, which was out of the most pure attachment to the light of the flame.

"Well, I've wronged you." Xiao Hun brushed her long hair behind her back, "You like this, there is no difference between a male body and a female body, but the appearance of flesh and blood, I will be like this from now on, okay? Don't be too angry. "

"Get lost!" Jie Lou's eyes were red, "I'm going to kill you—!"

Xiao Wan ignored it, lowered his head and coaxed in Jie Lou's ear: "Don't move rashly, or it will hurt... Then I'll tell you something else, it will distract you."

With a wave of her hand, the red and gold girdle collapsed.

"Taiyi Tiandao was seized by a foreign spirit body, and it has been doing evil for many years, resulting in the accumulation of turbidity...The foreign spirit drove the turbidity into Taiwei, destroyed my homeland, and killed my people. The Taiwei realm suffered innocent disasters. How can I sit and wait for death?"

"Xieliu and Taiyi Heavenly Dao belong to the same source. Do you think that if I turn it over, will I be able to pull down the Heavenly Dao over there? According to Taiwei Heavenly Dao's induction, the lives of the creatures over there are not easy."

"And here the spiritual energy is abundant, and it is very easy to transform spirits. This deity has taken away the spiritual core of the evil flow, and the spiritual wisdom he will generate in the future must not be very smart. Then I will borrow you to give birth to the evil embryo, and use the evil embryo to forge a sword to counteract the evil flow spirit. Wisdom, break open the void - kill Taiyi Tiandao!"

"Don't move...well, don't call me Xiaohun."

She kissed the tip of Jie Lou's nose.

"I am titled Mingdeng Immortal Venerable. I transform into a spirit from the sun, like a lamp like the day, and shine on me with the light of six hours in Taiwei."

"On the bronzing wedding invitation today, you should write about my wife—Shi Lingdeng."

"You—!" Jielou suddenly became hoarse, and was given a silence technique.

Shi Lingdeng touched his face and said: "Husband, we still have to get along for a while, you and I each get what we need, but I have wronged you a few times. Husband, don't be angry."

The hand of the Demon Lord Jielou pinched deeply into the splendid mattress, his throat continued to neigh, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he wanted to tear the corpse of this unscrupulous woman into pieces.

Shi Lingdeng propped his arms on both sides of Jie Lou's temples, and Shang would be careful not to press down on his hair.

Jielou seemed to feel something, and suddenly wanted to struggle and roll over, but was imprisoned in the shadow by Shi Lingdeng.

In the voice of a real fairy, he gradually moved away from consciousness.

At the last moment before coma, Jie Lou felt a huge influx of evil energy, and at the same time, Ling Deng's voice that seemed to be pity and sighed, said: "This deity has never had a child, but now I want to make a sword out of him. Let’s not name it, let’s name it together as the name of the sword.”

She thought for a while, "The devil grows in the bottom of the abyss, and the still water flows deep, so the name of the sword is—"

"Tianyuan."

A ray of skylight shone into the messy wedding room and splashed on the table.Shi Lingdeng imitated the voice of robbing the building, unfastened the sound-proof screen, and called out to the maid waiting outside: "Chuan Shan, fetch another bucket of hot water."

The maid heard the sound and left, turned around when she listened to the lamp, narrowed her almond eyes, looked at Jielou's drowsy brows that were still full of anger, and said: "... May this sword of Tingyuan be returned to me, Taiwei Haiyan Heqing."

The red candle burned to the end, and the wax flower exploded with a "pop", and it was completely extinguished.

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The author has something to say:

Shi Lingdeng: I can't sum it up, otherwise Taiyijing would be reversing the book, and we would be helping Taiwei to help ourselves at the same time.

Shen Zhexue: Well, you are also playing against the routine, you know?Looking at the lines, it turns into scum...

Shi Lingdeng: Oh?

Shen Zhexue: It's nothing, as long as you are happy.

This pair of villains with double belts on the emotional line, please do not imitate the special cp (?)