Fuck you

Although the imitation can almost be mistaken for the real one, Mingyue Gui can still tell that this is not the original one.

After the battle at Nantianmen, Shaoshang personally escorted him to the Heavenly Punishment Department and even tore up the painting in front of Mingyuegui.What's more, the teenager Mingyue in the painting was added by himself, and the technique is unfamiliar, which seems out of place with the two in the painting.

And the person who made this painting has superb brushwork, and it can even be said that he knows Mingyuegui very well. He painted a young boy in the water with flying spirits, vividly, as if the next moment the young man Mingyuegui will emerge from the water and jump onto the paper, rushing to the current moment. Mingyuegui greeted her after hundreds of years, and it almost became the finishing touch of the whole painting.

Xinghe was noncommittal, with a slightly embarrassed expression, as if he didn't expect to be discovered by Mingyuegui so soon.

Ming Yuegui asked: "Did you draw it?"

Xinghe looked disdainful: "How is that possible."

Although it was not the previous one, Mingyue Gui carefully folded the painting and put it in his arms: "Who is that?"

Xinghe's expression softened, and he said, "Of course it's my senior brother."

"Senior Brother Youfeng? Impossible, doesn't he hate me the most?" Ming Yuegui was inexplicably frightened: "And, are you sure that he is so good at drawing? Isn't he even good at drawing ducks?"

"It's not that he hates you, it's just that he is annoyed that Ming Gu sent a rotten tree and almost ruined the disciples of the God Race who went to listen to my master's teaching." Xing He seemed to seize the opportunity to taunt Ming Yue, and before Ming Yue returned his words, He took his back collar and threw it on the bed.

"Hey!" Mingyue Guiqi's teeth were itchy, scratching the bed and growling: "Can we discuss something, can you stop picking up my collar in the future! Hey, hey, stop! Stand up for me..."

live.

Alas!How unreasonable!

Mingyuegui spread herself on the bed into a gloomy human-shaped cake, mourning her bleak rebirth in the dark.

He was so emaciated in just one day, but Xinghe didn't know which "superior" true biography, his skin was as thick as a city wall, and he liked to mock and insinuate, if he came every day, he might as well hang himself early.

Sure enough, Mr. Youyang, who was so affectionate and committed, came again with a food box at noon the next day.

Mingyuegui almost knelt down and kowtowed to him, but that master had a thicker skin than his own, and accepted everything he could please and begged for mercy, but he only made a few mocking jokes to Mingyuegui as usual, and kept the house like a beast every day. Sitting at the table, Mingyuegui, whenever he drank a sip of porridge or ate a sip of vegetables, Lord Youyang, the beast of the town house, would go to battle himself with his chopsticks.

Sometimes two heads, one big and one small, are reflected on the window, smiling happily, and Mingyuegui uses her toes to figure out that they are Wangting and Laogui who are not too serious to watch the excitement.

After seven or eight days of tossing like this, no matter whether it is beating or scolding, being rude or acting like a baby, it is useless.Mingyue Gui decisively changed his strategy, if he doesn't eat, he won't eat, if you have the ability, you can do it!

He obviously overlooked one point, there are many types of feeding, and letting Xinghe Shangshen feed him is the saddest kind-no matter where Mingyue Gui is playing tricks, Xinghe can lift him to his lap, relying on his own people Gao Mada hugged Mingyue Gui, a slag with a combat power of five, into his arms, pinched his cheeks with one hand, and pressed the food into his mouth with chopsticks with the other. When he was in a better mood, he was more gentle, and when he was irritated, he stuffed it indiscriminately.

However, Mingyue Guitian is a person who can't stand loneliness. To put it bluntly, he is in need of cleaning up. After two days of peace, he can't help stroking the tiger's beard, going to the house, exposing the tiles, and then being pulled down by Xinghe to clean up.

Every time I can only be furious secretly: "I wrote down Xinghe for you, and you will see me when I recover!"

After being in such dire straits for a whole year, the boat of friendship was capsized from time to time, and Mingyue Gui was tortured both physically and mentally.

The only thing worthy of congratulations is that his small body has completely betrayed the unruly soul in his body. Not only has he gained a lot of weight honestly, but he also has a ruddy complexion and a bright and crisp voice. It is obvious that he is fighting against evil forces. gain much.

In this year, Mingyuegui's body has grown gratifyingly, and standing with Xinghe has almost reached his lower abdomen, but even so, Xinghe still only needs two fingers to lift Mingyuegui up effortlessly.

It was another sunny noon, and Mingyue Gui sat at the table waiting for Xinghe to come to accompany him for dinner.

Unexpectedly, he waited and waited, only to find an old turtle who was almost walking with a snail.

"Master, son." The old turtle finally entered the door, put down the food box, and said with a smile: "Youyang, sir, say, Tianjun, there is..."

Ming Yuegui impatiently waved her little hand: "Okay, okay, Tianjun has something to do with him, I know it."

The old turtle looked at Mingyuegui sadly. This year, he had never said a complete sentence in front of Mingyuegui, and his self-esteem had already been shattered to pieces.

Mingyuegui took out the food, saw from the corner of his eye that the old turtle hadn't left yet, raised his eyes, and quickly stretched out his arms to hug him: "I'm upset that I can't see Mr. Youyang, Mr. Gui, I will definitely listen to you next time." After finishing speaking, be sure, don't be upset, be good!"

Old Gui's old face was flushed, he had never seen such a shameless person, and it was the first time he was hugged by a child to persuade him to "be good" when he was so old, he froze for a moment.

Fortunately, Wang Ting came to the rescue in time: "Mr. Gui, why are you dawdling! There are guests from the front mountain, and the owner of the valley is looking for you!"

"Hahaha, let's go! Be good! What!" Mingyuegui teased her endlessly, Guijun almost passed away with anger, his long goatee curled up, Wangting had already collapsed laughing, rolling on his stomach.

Ming Yuegui unceremoniously shut the two of them out. Today's meal is very rich, and they are all his favorite dishes. After eating two mouthfuls happily, he suddenly realized that no one was following him today.

Then why does he still eat honestly?

Mingyuegui was horrified: "I was successfully domesticated by Xinghe?"

Moreover, there is one less person, it seems that eating is not as delicious as when someone watches him eat.

Ming Yuegui thought again: "Could it be that I really can't eat by myself?" Then he changed his mind: "No, why do I have to be obedient to eat? What about dignity?"

Putting down his chopsticks and standing up, Mingyuegui ran around the room twice, and found sadly that he really wanted to take another bite, just a small bite.

After the very spineless eat and drink, the heartless went out for a walk to digest food as usual.

Wangting and Old Gui had long since disappeared, and a reclining chair was set up in the direction of Lianhu Lake in the bamboo forest. Lie down and take a nap under the dappled sunlight.

By the way, he numbs himself as usual: "It's not bad to be isolated from the world for a lifetime. You can bask in the sun, pick lotus seeds, and when you're bored, you can even tease Lingbao Tianzun's proud disciple."

I don't know how long I lay there, and when Mingyue Guizhen was about to fall asleep, there was a sudden chirping of birds in the distance.

After cultivating a little bit of immortal power in this year, the hearing and eyesight naturally improved accordingly. After carefully distinguishing for a long time, I sat up from the bed quickly.

He is the younger generation of the Phoenix Clan in Huashan Mountain in Nanhuangchou.

When I raised my eyes to look, I saw a large group of red-hot little hair balls rushing from the other side of the mountain, flying around on the lotus lake.

One of the leaders has already grown golden-red phoenix feathers on its head, and it is about to reach adulthood. After circling twice in the sky, its wings folded into a human shape, and it turned gracefully, standing not far from the shore. on a lotus leaf.