Ex-husband insists on remarrying

The Ten Thousand Immortals Conference is getting closer and closer. In the past, Xianmen held it once every ten years. However, since the turmoil in the cultivation world, the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference has been shelved for 270 years. The most recent one was held by Dan Yizong 50 years ago.At that meeting, Bai Yu held the Zaogui sword in his hand, and lightly took off the title of peak of Xianmen.

This time, it was the Xiaoyao Sect's turn to hold the event.There are many good people in the world of comprehension. They like to listen to books and read exciting stories on weekdays. Mr. and Mrs. Baiyu Zou Ling, who has the most gossip, has contracted everyone's curiosity. Disappearing completely, it seems that they want to calm down the storm, but in fact it has caused another storm, and this time the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference has attracted more and more attention.

The Xiaoyao Sect was originally a school of true Xiaoyao, but recently, the intelligence gathering of eyeliners from all over the place has been flying in like snowflakes one after another, making the twelve inner disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect gradually tense.So that night, the twelve disciples gathered around a big round table, discussing their respective responsibilities with their hands in hand.

Eleven, who is in charge of following up the progress of the relationship between the two masters, is the most uneasy: "Master suddenly left the sect a month ago, and my wife searched everywhere when she came back. She went to Dan Yizong 25 days ago, and for some reason split open the cave of Sect Master Shen— —”

Ah Wu, who was in charge of the finances, interrupted sadly: "Master's sword strike was very happy, but we lost a lot of money."

The boss Ah Yi waved his hand solemnly: "It's not important, you can continue talking on Eleventh."

"Then my wife went to Sword Soul Mountain to find my little uncle Lan Heng." The seniority mentioned by the eleven mouths was very funny, but the disciples present were very serious, "I don't know what they talked about, but my wife turned around and went straight to the demon clan." , I went there for twelve days, and then came back with my master on my back, carrying it, carrying it!"

The important words have to be said three times, and after finishing speaking, Eleven clapped his hands and showed a fatherly smile: "Now, Master and Master's wife have been retreating in pairs for six days, and have never stepped out of the cave. There are rumors from the outside world that they are not in harmony. , that's bullshit."

All the brothers and sisters were overjoyed, but Ah Liu, who was in charge of the Xiaoyao Sect's spiritual pet affairs, frowned. Master and his wife may have other circumstances. For the past six days, Little Treasure has behaved abnormally and has a strange cry. Master loves it a lot, but suddenly he doesn't care about it. This is really not in line with Master's usual temperament."

Everyone felt that Ah Liu was thinking too much, and he couldn't explain anything. After the meeting ended, he went back to the house alone, and he couldn't help sighing a few times on the way.

At this time, a wolf howled under the moonlight, Ah Liu's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly searched for the voice: "Xiaobao!"

Under the night, a big gray wolf turned around with its green eyes open, Ah Liu's figure was reflected in the pupils, the wolf's pupils suddenly became bright and hazy, and it howled softly: "Xu."

Ah Liu ran up to touch its head. He was born close to spiritual pets and possessed a talent that outsiders did not have, that is, being able to communicate with spiritual pets and understand what they said.

He bent down to touch Xiaobao, and couldn't help thinking of his origin with Xiaoyaozong.

He was just a young farmer in a peaceful world. One day when he was planting beans at the foot of the southern mountain, a monk like a fairy appeared in front of him with a wolf cub in his arms. One person and one wolf stared at him quietly for a long time. The fairy asked him if he would like to enter fairy gate.He was willing to follow the immortal all the way back to Xiaoyaozong. The first task he received was to hold the little wolf cub for the master.When the wolf fell into his arms, it let out the first wolf howl, Ah Liu heard clearly, it was just a "Xu".

Gray Wolf stepped forward and rubbed Ah Liu's palm lightly, obediently and affectionately.

Ah Liu doesn't treat it as a beast, but as a little friend, chatting with it naturally: "Xiaobao, have you seen Master today?"

The gray wolf howled: "No. The savage surnamed Bai locked him up and refused to let him out. I don't know what he did to him."

Ah Liu rubbed its back: "You, can't you show some respect to Mistress? Fortunately, only I can hear you. If other people hear you talking about Mistress like that, they will have to pluck a bunch of hair off your head."

Gray Wolf snorted gruffly, and was about to howl when he suddenly sensed a movement in the night sky vigilantly. The green wolf's pupils stood in a straight line, and instantly blocked Ah Liu.

Ah Liu looked up, and saw a white-clothed man with a cold light sword hanging in mid-air.It was clearly the first time we met, but Ah Liu always felt familiar. He guessed that the monk who could break into Xiaoyaozong in the middle of the night would not be some majestic villain, so he saluted the people in the air: "You are a distinguished guest even if you don't ask. Ah Liu, may I ask who are you looking for?"

The man in the air said: "I originally wanted to find Brother Xu Xian."

The gray wolf seemed to realize who was coming, and let out a long howl. Ah Liu hurriedly hugged the gray wolf to comfort him. Nowadays, few people in the cultivation world dare to call Master a virtuous younger brother. The suzerain of the Danyi Sect is quiet.

He raised his head to ask again, but unexpectedly, the man in white teleported in front of him, lowered his gentle and handsome face, and stared at him deeply.

The eyes were so regretful and complicated, Ah Liu's throat suddenly choked, and unspeakable sadness welled up in his eyes, and his vision was a little blurred.

Shen Jing in white put her hand on his shoulder, as if measuring the dry bones of years, and finally turned into a deep and ethereal sigh: "But now, I want to find you, you are like me... an old friend."

In the cave, the two reconciled Taoist couples sat silently facing each other for six days, each digesting the huge impact brought by each other, without saying a word the whole time.

Zou Ling either sat there in a daze or numbly, until he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the veins of his left hand, and a crack appeared in his expression.

"Xiaobao has an accident." He wanted to stand up, but when he failed, Bai Yu subconsciously teleported over and hugged him.

Zou Ling wanted to push him away, but was imprisoned even tighter. He wanted to say something to refuse, but he heard another shocking statement from him.

"Who's wrong?" Bai Yu hugged him, with serious eyes and a hoarse voice, "Is it your soul pet Xiaobao, or your senior brother Huai Jin?"

The author says:

The update at [-]:[-] tomorrow will be brought forward to today, because the number of words is not enough and I will be locked in the small black room (light cigarette jpg)

What a wayward pigeon spirit.