The priest is a loser

Mu Changxian turned around and entered a teahouse, with Liu Qiuan following closely behind him.

The teahouse here is completely different from the tranquility in the south. The storyteller holds the Xingmu behind the long table and tells the legendary stories that the world loves to hear in cadence.

The audience below was also fascinated.

Mu Changxian sat down in an empty seat, and Liu Qiuan immediately sat across from him.

Chang An jumped onto the table and nestled down.

Liu Qiu'an held his cheeks and looked like he was staring at Chang'an, but in fact he was secretly staring at Mu Chang'an under the cover of the hazy veil.

Mu Changxian sat upright, looking sideways in the direction of the storyteller, as if he didn't notice Liu Qiuan's sad gaze.

Liu Qiu'an glanced at the storyteller on the stage, then looked at Mu Changxian who treated him like air, pursed his mouth unhappily.

He held his cheeks in his hands and stared at Mu Changxian vigorously, as if he would not stop until he stared out a hole.

Mu Changxian still maintained the posture just now, without moving, the profile of his profile is really beautiful.

Liu Qiu'an suddenly felt a lot of naked eyes from around him, he raised his eyes and glanced over, and found that those big girls were staring at Mu Changxian with blushing faces.

A sour feeling emerged from his heart, how could Liu Qiu'an hold it back.

He lifted the veil and stared back at them one by one.

He turned around happily, only to find that Mu Changxian was looking at him with a gentle smile on his lips.

Liu Qiuan's eyes lit up, but Mu Changxian had already pursed the corners of his mouth and turned his head again.

The gentleness he saw just now seemed to be just an illusion of his.

Liu Qiuan whimpered like a small animal, lying on the table, Changan moved his body in the direction of Mu Changxian to make room for him.

After the storyteller on the stage finished speaking, under the urging and urging of the audience below, he took a sip of clear tea and started talking about Jianghu Shilu again.

It is said that Mu Changxian fought with the Demon Cult for three hundred rounds, day and night non-stop, and it was hard to tell the winner.Until the despicable leader of the Demon Cult led his congregation to assassinate Mu Daxia.

Mu Daxia was forced to go up the cliff and was hit by several arrows, and fell into a desperate situation.

And he stood unhurriedly with his back to the light, obviously disdainful of the Demon Cult's despicable methods.Just as the demon sect was pressing on, Mu Daxia was protected by heaven and earth, and pulled out a mysterious sword from the ground. His internal power surged, and he forced this group of evil sects back to their lair!

Hero Mu could have cut the weeds and rooted them out at that time, but our Hero Mu Changxian, with the heart of a bodhisattva, threw down the blood-stained sword and let go of the remnants of the Demon Cult who once persecuted the martial arts in the Central Plains!On the other hand, he was tortured by the strange poison of the leader of the demon sect, and every time the moon was full, his eyes were red and his eyes were red and painful, and his whole body felt as if he was being cut every inch!

It's true that the Jade Emperor cried when he heard it, and the Hades hammered the table after watching it!

Hearing Xingmu's slap, people woke up one after another, boasting that it is a blessing to have Hero Mu in the martial arts of the Central Plains!I feel worthless for Hero Mu again!

Liu Qiu'an was at a loss when he heard it, but with a slap from Xingmu, he straightened up suddenly, and looked at the storyteller on stage in disbelief.

What do you say? !ah? ?

Before Liu Qiu'an had an attack, he suddenly heard a low laugh.

Seeing the corners of Mu Changxian's slightly curved lips, Liu Qiuan curled his lips aggrievedly: "Everything bad will happen to me...Hmph..."

Mu Changxian coughed lightly, and responded lightly.

"Um."

Liu Qiu'an couldn't stand this kind of neglect any longer, sobbing in a sticky voice, "Why are you ignoring me~ I feel so uncomfortable! So uncomfortable..."

Mu Changxian closed his eyes and remained silent, just when Liu Qiuan thought he was going to treat him like air again, Mu Changxian suddenly said, "Then why did you leave without saying goodbye."

There was a little more sadness in his eyes than usual.

"...that's because...because" Liu Qiuan faltered, stroking the hair on Chang'an's back, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Because I have the flu, I don't want to infect you, I want to get cured first, and then come back to you ah!"

Mu Changxian said, "It's full of lies."

The clumsy lie was seen through immediately, Liu Qiu'an pouted: "...Even so, it's true that I love you."

Mu Changxian's eyes darkened, Liu Qiuan swallowed nervously, and his index finger repeatedly drew small circles on Chang An's body.

Unexpectedly, Mu Changxian stood up suddenly without saying anything.

Liu Qiuan let out a soft cry, and chased after him unwillingly.

Coming out of the teahouse, Liu Qiuan stared at his slightly swaying ponytail due to walking, depressed alone.

But Mu Changxian suddenly quickened his pace, and there was a huge distance between them.

Liu Qiuan pouted his lower lip aggrievedly, but his body still hurriedly followed.

Unexpectedly, when Mu Changxian turned around suddenly, Liu Qiuan walked with his head depressed, and bumped into him hard.

"Wow... woo"

The curtain cap was knocked to the ground and rolled around several times.

At the same time, Mu Changxian didn't expect him to walk so fast, and he kept his head down without looking at the road.

His chest was hit, and he couldn't help but let out a low muffled grunt.

Seeing Liu Qiu'an staggered and fell backwards, he ignored the pain in his chest and quickly reached out to grab him and pull him in front of him.

Mu Changxian frowned and said, "Are you okay?"

Liu Qiu'an pressed his painful forehead, and raised his eyes to look at Mu Changxian in a daze.

Look at his tense and concerned expression.Liu Qiuan was overjoyed, the depression just now, and the pain now were all swept away.

Mu Changxian: "..."

Seeing Liu Qiu'an's silly smile, he stretched his brows but sighed helplessly, stretched out his hand to remove his hand pressing his forehead, and frowned again.

Liu Qiuan touched his forehead in a bad way.

Mu Changxian stopped his hand, "Don't touch it."

Liu Qiu'an muttered, "It's not swollen, why can't I touch it?"

Mu Changxian stared at him with downcast eyes. Liu Qiuan felt the hand holding his wrist tighten a little bit. He looked at Mu Changxian, who was calm on the surface, and said weakly, "Are you angry again? Are you?" because I……"

Mu Changxian sighed: "...It's not your fault, it's my fault."

Liu Qiu'an blinked, "If you sigh again, I'm going to bite you."

Mu Changxian said, "Huh?"

Liu Qiu'an suddenly leaned forward and kissed him on the mouth.

Mu Changxian stepped back subconsciously, and after realizing what the person in front of him was doing, he froze for an instant.

The soft touch on the lips goes away quickly.

Mu Changxian stared blankly at Liu Qiuan, and after a while he recovered his voice and said, "...I just realized that someone was staring at us, so I walked faster."

Thinking of what Rong Wenxu said, Liu Qiuan's heart tightened, and he hurriedly said, "Then what now?!"

Mu Changxian pursed his lips, "...Leave it alone."

"How can this be... hmm?"

Before the words were finished, Mu Changxian had already moved closer to cover his mouth.

Throat his next words.

The air in his mouth was snatched away, Liu Qiu'an was panting, and pressed his hands against his chest.

Mu Changxian paused, then said softly, "I'll take you to a place."