The priest is a loser

Liu Qiu'an hugged himself subconsciously and said, "It's definitely not me! I advise you to stop thinking about it!"

"Just to scare you." Qin Sheng shook his head, with a face of success, ignoring Liu Qiu'an's embarrassment, and immediately said to Mu Changxian: "His goal is clearly you, and today he has eaten a lot of money at you." It’s a pain, I think I won’t run into trouble again in the near future.”

Liu Qiu'an snorted, thinking: Uncle Chen, is that the long-spirited coachman during the day?Thinking about it, he glanced at Qin Sheng again, he was holding a folding fan painted with green mountains and floating clouds.Liu Qiu'an couldn't help wondering where did this person get so many folding fans?Could it be that every wind and rain building has a dark room dedicated to him with various folding fans.

Mu Changxian glanced at Liu Qiuan, who was wandering into some fairy's house, couldn't help knocking on his head, and then went out of the room with Qin Sheng, leaving Liu Qiuan to cover his head, wondering alone - who hit me!

Half an hour later, after dinner, Mu Changxian, who came back from the shower, pushed open the door, and suddenly heard a short sound coming from the room. He raised his eyes and scanned the room, and stopped at a ball under the table... bedding.

He walked to the table, looked down at the group of "nuomi", organized his words, tapped the dark table with his fingers, and asked a question: "What are you doing under the table wrapped in a quilt?"

The ball of "glutinous rice cakes" trembled, and seemed to have rolled up the bedding, wrapping itself more tightly.

Mu Changxian thought for a while with his chin propped, and then half-kneeled down to touch the ball of "Nuomi", the ball of "Nuomi" deftly avoided his hand, and moved slowly towards it with firm belief. Moved a little to the side, and gave a warning "huh".

Mu Changxian observed it curiously, and found it pleasing to the eye, but it is not an option for the Demon Cult to suffocate to death in the Wind and Rain Tower.

So he immediately grabbed a corner of the quilt and used some internal force to easily lift off the quilt.

The "glutinous rice cake" reveals the red bean filling inside!Liu Qiu'an was caught off guard and looked at Mu Changxian angrily with a whimper.

Mu Changxian had already changed out of his gloomy black clothes, and the wide-sleeved white clothes at this time added a bit of chic and calmness to his own gentle and comfortable.

Liu Qiu'an's anger disappeared for a while, and he felt much better.

Mu Changxian, who had been stared naked for a while, watched the people on the ground come out from under the table with a smile.

Liu Qiu'an propped his arms on the ground, feeling that he had lost the majesty of the leader of the Demon Cult!So he looked up at Mu Changxian, raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes forcefully and said viciously: "Bold! Return the quilt to the leader!"

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on.

Seeing Mu Changxian curled up his mouth and showed an obvious expression of contempt, Liu Qiuan was extremely upset, jumped up from the ground with all his teeth and claws, and jumped at him, throwing him on his buttocks to the ground.

Mu Changxian, who didn't intend to struggle, lowered his eyebrows and looked at him. The strong smell of alcohol on his body filled his nostrils. His eyes turned around and stopped at the suspected pastry crumbs on his cheek. He had an answer in his heart, and then bent over. squint:

"The East Chef in the Fengfeng Building is short of a plate of pastries and a few jars of fine wine, do you know that?"

"Huh?" Liu Qiuan looked at a loss.

"Why does Master Liu hide under the blanket and eat cakes?"

Master Liu's plot was revealed: "Shut up, shut up! Did the Master tell you to speak!"

"Do I need to hide and eat snacks!"

Mu Changxian swallowed the "use" that came to his mouth, shook his head innocently: "Of course I don't need it."

Liu Qiu'an folded his arms, and said confidently: "The internal strength of the leader has disappeared again, hiding under the table is to prevent the sudden night attack of the scorpion hand!"

Mu Changxian felt that there was no problem at all, so he nodded: "Yeah!"

Liu Qiu'an looked at Mu Changxian in front of him, grabbed his wrist with one hand and pressed his pulse with the other, and wagged his tail that was about to rise to the sky: "This leader wants to probe your bottom now, and you are not allowed to resist."

Mu Changxian really didn't move, but he showed a look of interest, and his clear eyebrows were a little more evil.And Liu Qiu'an was already in a brief shock, he let go of his hand, and looked at Mu Changxian through the lights like Mo Mo.Why did this person not enter the rivers and lakes until now, and the Qingfeng Sect, which was founded only three years ago, would have such a remarkable disciple?

Liu Qiu'an blinked, and a line of words flashed in front of his eyes - when is this thigh not hugged now? ! !

He immediately grabbed Mu Changxian's hand, and was amazed: "My leader sees that you have excellent bones, extraordinary talents, wisdom roots, and extraordinary life. It's a pity to stay in a decent place. Do you want to consider joining my demon sect?"

Mu Changxian laughed out loud, "Master has shown me the kindness of nurturing and teaching me, how can I abandon my master's school?"

Liu Qiu'an was unexpectedly silent for a long time before nodding, looking very disappointed. "Indeed, how can you turn your back on your teacher..." He stood up and took a few steps with his head on his head.

There was a sudden pause in the figure, and the scene of Fumo Sect's bloody river suddenly appeared before his eyes, and the angry and desperate screams of Fumo's disciples mixed into an endless buzzing sound in his head.His pupils constricted violently, he staggered a few steps unsteadily, and in a state of confusion, he grabbed someone's hand indiscriminately, and his body suddenly fell into a warmth with the fragrance after bathing.

"Did the poison flare up again?" Mu Changxian held his hand a little tighter, and tried his best to speak in a flat tone.

Liu Qiuan woke up suddenly, his breathing gradually adjusted, and he raised his head just enough to rest on Mu Changxian's shoulder. He smiled and lied skillfully, "Well, it hurts..."

I don't know whether he was drunk or the shock was still there, when he was lying on the bed covered by the quilt, his head was still dazed, his eyelids were as heavy as lead, but Liu Qiu'an still struggled and refused to close them, tugging at Mu Changxian's sleeves, Gossiping:

"Do you think I can still be saved?"

"……some."

"It was just in time for you to save me...how about I make you a guardian!"

"Hmm..." Mu Changxian sat on the head of the bed, and the person on the bed was playing with his hair hanging down on the bed.The black silk and the silver thread were entangled together, Liu Qiu'an occasionally yawned in a daze, and mumbled a few words that Mu Changxian didn't hear clearly.One of them didn't know what they were asking, and the other was answering seriously, and it lasted for half a stick of incense.

Suddenly, Liu Qiu'an began to educate Mu Changxian with righteous words: "Although there is no balance between good and evil! But I am also your senior. The martial arts family seems to be honest, but they will..." Suddenly darkness fell in front of him. It was Mu Changxian. Chang Xian's palms covered it, and Liu Qiu'an's eloquent words stopped abruptly.

"Go to sleep, my senior." Mu Changxian's gentle voice made the impetuousness hidden in his heart nowhere to hide, turning into puddles of water one after another.

Liu Qiu'an pushed his hand away, held it tightly, opened his mouth, and uttered three words after a while: "...don't go."

Mu Changxian nodded: "Okay, I won't go."

Liu Qiu'an moved the floor and motioned for Mu Changxian to lie down. Mu Changxian hesitated for a moment, then extinguished the candle beside the bed, turned over and lay down.

The two lay down together, Liu Qiu'an hugged the quilt and looked at Mu Changxian's quiet side face, finally couldn't hold back his eyelids, and fell into a deep sleep.

is a dream.

"They will throw you into the swamp, as their stepping stone, they will take you as a sharp weapon, and kill all the people in the world who stand in their way! Use you, destroy you... and they will enjoy a lifetime of fame!"