Ex-husband insists on remarrying

Today's early summer is a good day. Lan Heng originally wanted to squat at home, farm or clean, but for some reason, he felt restless and restless, and his left hand trembled from time to time like cramps.He boasted that his heart was like still water, and it could affect his emotions in the dark, probably because a certain hated demon was approaching.

When Lan Heng thought of this, he rationally told himself that it was impossible for the devil to cross the barrier and sneak into the human race, but his emotions told him, what if?To run away.

So he dug out the invitation card of the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference with fear in his heart, and while rushing to Xiaoyaozong, he sent a voice transmission to Bai Yu: "Brother, I have a bad premonition."

Bai Yu: "Yes, there is nothing wrong with your bad premonition, and you are determined to make up with me."

Lan Heng: "!"

Bai Yu fell into an anguished silence at the other end, before talking about something else: "I have been in the Demon Race for twelve days, that Xiao Qianqiu said a lot of things, and most of those seemingly bizarre and absurd stupid things are true. Lan Heng, Since you were born as the most pure cauldron, do you want to know some truths?"

"I don't want to." Lan Heng said without hesitation, "Brother," I had a feeling this morning that Xiao Qianqiu might sneak into the human race. "

Bai Yu's voice was serious immediately: "Junior Brother, you set off to Xiaoyao Sect now. I will sense the barrier on the border. If there is a demon invasion, I will protect you this time."

This time, it means that there was no last time.Lan Heng couldn't hold back his emotions all of a sudden, and said with a dumb smile: "To be honest, I am trembling and rushing to Xiaoyaozong now. I will take care of myself when I get to a crowded place. Senior brother, you should protect Zou Zongshi first." , what happened to his devilish energy?"

Bai Yu also laughed hoarsely: "You don't need to worry about our husband and wife's affairs, it's important to come here first."

Lan Heng was on his way non-stop, and on the way, he met a crying little girl who was separated from the adults at home, he stroked her head to coax her twice, and led her to find her family before continuing on her way.

When he arrived at Xiaoyaozong, countless strange monks looked at him quietly with strange eyes. He didn't know it, but he restrained himself and forced himself to be calm. He would rather be surrounded by strange eyes from all directions than to be stared at by a pair of peach blossom eyes that seem to be smiling but not smiling. .

Fortunately, the little girl I met on the way turned out to be a family member of a monk from another sect. When Zou Ling was competing with others on the catechumens stage, the audience held their breath, and only the little girl slipped to Lan Heng's side , holding his sleeve and shaking it, baring his little tiger teeth and calling out sweetly to his brother.

Lan Heng was afraid that she would ruin her future reputation because of him in full view, so he pretended not to know her and persuaded her to leave in a cold voice.Who would have thought that the little girl was sitting cross-legged beside him with eyes full of water, her brows were frowning with tears in her eyes, her shoulders were trembling because of her grievance.

Lan Heng's heart was soft and distressed, he looked around carefully, and gently patted a little corner of her clothes.The little girl got some sunshine, grinned stupidly at him again, and called her brother in a low voice.

Lan Heng had nothing to do with the child, so he sighed and looked towards the Mu Dao platform. After a moment of silence, he used his pupil technique to carefully watch the trajectory of the spiritual flow circulating around Zou Ling on the platform.

This is a skill he has learned in the 300 years of Mozu.

When the monks are fighting, the spiritual flow in the whole body will run violently, and the running track is a concrete color in Lan Heng's eyes.

The mixed spirits of the human race are dark yellow, the clear spirits of the demon race are blue, and the turbid spirits of the demon race are red.

The last time Bai Yu asked him to consult Zou Ling, he really wanted to use the pupil technique to see the movement of the spiritual flow in his body. If the evil energy was seriously eroded, it would be red all over, whether it can be cured or not. .It's just that the consultation ended too quickly, and this time I have the opportunity to hear and ask.

Lan Heng's pupils gradually shrunk into a line, and spiritual lines appeared quietly. He saw that Zou Ling's spiritual flow was light black and yellow, and the lighter the color, the weaker it was. The talent for cultivating Taoism is indeed...

But at the moment when Zou Ling finished a round and the point of the knife was almost unsteady and fell, he found that the spiritual currents below Zou Ling's knees were all red for a moment.

His eyelids twitched, and the innocent and romantic little girl next to him suddenly held his big hand and rubbed against him softly: "Brother, brother, I want to shush, I don't know anyone around here, can you take me there?" good?"

Lan Heng was interrupted by this grip, and wanted to withdraw his hand in embarrassment: "Little sister, where is your family?"

The little girl stared at him with her misty beautiful eyes, as if she was about to burst into tears in the next second: "Brother, they don't care about me. Daddy is a villain, so Auntie ignores me. Big brother loves me but big brother is gone. I'm the only one left at home. Brother, do you care about me? Just care about this for a while, I really want to pee."

The little girl clings tightly to her, her slender legs rubbing against each other slightly, her ears and the tip of her nose are red, Lan Heng is so stuck to her that she has no choice but to hold her sleeves, but she blushes again and pushes forward : "Brother, I can't move, I dare not go, can you hug me?"

"Men and women don't give and receive."

The little girl burst into tears instantly, lowered her head and grabbed the corner of her clothes and sobbed: "Then, if only I were a boy..."

Lan Heng suddenly remembered that a demon once whispered in his ear, if only I was alone, or half of the people would be fine.

That was about one of the few times when he felt soft-hearted for the other party.

Lan Heng sighed distressedly again, and looked around. At this time, outsiders were all watching Zou Ling on the stage intently. He bent down and picked up the girl: "Okay, don't cry, I'll take you to find the girl here to get acquainted with her." I will not abandon you."

The little girl hugged his neck with red eyes, and hummed sweetly: "My brother loves me the most."

When he walked out of the catechumens platform, he couldn't find anyone after walking for a long time. The little girl kept twisting in his arms, which made Lan Heng sweat nervously, as if he was holding a piece of fragile porcelain in his arms, afraid that something would happen to him. Accidentally broke her: "Little sister, don't move... I'm afraid I'll fall you."

"But I'm in a hurry." The little girl buried herself in his neck and sobbed, "Brother, brother..."

Lan Heng wandered around for a long time but couldn't find the monk of the Xiaoyao Sect. He was so anxious that he wanted to ask Bai Yu through sound transmission, but he was afraid of disturbing any important occasion, so he had to coax the girl clumsily: "Uh, you, what's your name?" ah?"

The little girl hugged him and sobbed: "Swing, brother, what about you?"

Lan Heng's mouth was dry for a while, and for some reason, he remembered that the devil had chatted with him about the origin of his name afterwards.

"My name is really ridiculous. My mother said that I was an accident to her. I was born at birth, but it is difficult to raise. First of all, I have to choose a name. It can be a cat or a dog. At that time, my father and other young mothers There is a daughter, they love that child, and built a swing for her to play with her. When I was a child, no one took care of me. I sat next to me and ate mud, laughing with them. My mother later found out that I like to smile on the swing, so she just called me Swing smile. Do you think it’s ugly? When I grow up, I recognize a few characters and want to change my name to something more majestic and domineering, but I can’t think of it after much deliberation, so I simply write the name upside down and call it laughing. Forever."

The girl asked him again in a sweet voice: "Brother, what's your name?"

Lan Heng suddenly didn't dare to move, didn't dare to lower his head.

Because it was only at this time that he remembered the past events that he had deliberately avoided in the past few months.

When he saw Xiao Qianqiu for the first time, the devil was wearing women's clothes, squatting in front of him and stroking his throat, his smile was as sweet as honey wine, evil as hell.

He asked him the same question at that time, but when he didn't make a sound, he bared his canine teeth and said sweetly——

"If you don't tell me, then I'll call you puppy from now on, my puppy brother, how about it?"

The young male voice in the memory and the crisp female voice in the ear overlapped strangely. The cold sweat on Lan Heng's back broke out wildly. Fell to the ground.

Lan Heng closed his eyes tightly with ashen face, he didn't even dare to use his pupil technique to see the living creature lying on his body, whether there was a blood-like red spiritual flow flowing around the living creature.He has seen it too many times in the past 300 years, and he no longer wants to see this bright red nightmare.

The weight covering his body became heavier in an instant, and a pair of familiar cold hands pinched his neck. Lan Heng's left hand trembled uncontrollably, and the cold sweat instantly soaked through the thick collar sealed to his Adam's apple. The right hand rotated a sound transmission technique and transmitted it to Bai Yu.

The five fingers of the left hand were clasped, and there was cold breathing and lazy laughter in the ear: "It's only been five months since I saw you, puppy, you have completely forgotten me. I have given you so many reminders." Why don’t you recognize me? Anyway, take a serious look at me with your eyes, brother.”

Lan Heng froze into a terrified puppet, closed his eyes and turned his head, subconsciously made a sound of vomiting, but he couldn't vomit anything, his face was pulled away, and his lips were covered with soft and cold temperature.

You said you were bored, let me go.

You said that you are an evil ghost from hell and shouldn't come to the sun of the world.

I am a peaceful person in the world, not a dog raised in hell. Why did you break into the world to remind me that I still have an invisible collar around my neck?

On the catechumens stage, Bai Yu hugged Zou Ling and walked to the seat. Zou Ling opened his mouth slightly and exhaled, his voice jumped a little: "Is my knife not bad?"

"It's very good." Bai Yu's heart was hot, and he didn't care about the eyes of everyone. At this moment, he wanted to bow his head and kiss his forehead, and tell him that you are the best in the world in my heart, no one can match.

However, at this moment, a short hoarse voice suddenly came from beside his ear: "Brother, he is still here, help."

Bai Yu's warmed heart cooled down almost instantly, and the bitter cold enveloped the world at this time and that time. 300 years ago, he watched a demon repairman cut Lan Heng's throat with a weapon, as if he was slaughtering a human being. When Lan Heng, the trapped animal slaughtered, was taken away, he still called him hoarsely, "Run", and the blood fell drop by drop on the dark road, holy as a red plum in full bloom.

Bai Yu teleported to his own seat with Zou Ling in his arms, pressed him in the seat, and hurriedly left a sentence "Wait for me", and disappeared instantly in the next second.

Zou Ling felt that something was wrong, but he didn't think about it, he was full of satisfaction at this moment, he was very happy to compete with others, even more happy to hear Bai Yu's praise, so happy that he didn't care about being in Bai Yu's seat now.

Sitting in his seat, drinking the wine he had drunk, this early summer day was extremely novel.

At this time, the competition on the catechumens stage came to an end, and Shen Jing, as the suzerain of the largest immortal sect, spoke on behalf of Dan Yizong: "Although there is an enchantment on the border to prevent the travel of the demons, but There are many evil spirits among the demons, so we still need to be vigilant."

Zou Ling soaked in Taiping, drank wine and thought that he would not be afraid of evil, with white feathers and a fairy gate that changed dynasties, today's human race does not need to flirt with demons, communicate with them, let alone cooperate with them Make some harmful experiments.

"In addition, each sect still needs to be vigilant if there are people with different ideas in the master's sect." Shen Jing said with a gentle smile like gossip, "Today, all the immortal sects gather in the Xiaoyao Sect, and they need to take the Xiaoyao Sect as a warning. The cultivators who killed relatives righteously should exterminate the traitors like Huaijin who have been infamous for thousands of years. Today's immortal sect is solid, if there are human monks colluding with the demons again, everyone should take Huaijin's fate as a warning."

There was a faint smile on Zou Ling's lips, his knees suddenly hurt, and half of the blood in his body seemed to be boiling, as if his body hurt everywhere.

"Then, next, why don't we ask Xiaoyao Sect's acting head, Zou Xianshi, to speak for us."

With laughter in his ears, Zou Ling raised his eyes, but when he raised his eyes, he seemed to see the dead senior brother Huai Jin standing in front of him, his right hand was bleeding, but he was looking at him softly.

At this time, the life pulse in his left hand was in sharp pain. Zou Ling pressed the life pulse and looked at Shen Jing, and saw that he was playing with a tuft of fluffy gray wolf fur in his hand.

He remembered what Shen Jing said to him that night, he asked him to announce to everyone at the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference that he would reconcile with Bai Yu, otherwise he would collect Xiao Bao's body.

Zou Ling followed his lifeline and thought in the eyes of countless people. In all fairness, this request did not harm him at all.Rather, it just solved his urgent need, anyway, he didn't want to confuse Bai Yu again.However, he looked around and didn't see Bai Yu's figure.

It is probably really missed.

"I do have something to say." Zou Ling touched the flying feather lines specially drawn between his eyebrows, he laughed, and pointed to erase the flying feathers, "It's like this, I reconciled with Baiyu Baijianxian a month ago, and went to Whether Houbai Sword Immortal returns to Sword Soul Mountain or stays in the Xiaoyao Sect is up to his wish, and has nothing to do with me, Zou Ling."

There was dead silence on and off the high platform, only Zou Ling's voice was like the gurgling spring water, which was pleasant to the ear.

"Similarly, in the future, where I, Zou Ling, will go, what I will do, and what taboos I will commit, will have nothing to do with Bai Jianxian. Sword Immortal and I are like heaven and earth, like ice and fire. You don't need to ask about marriage. Need to continue."

The lifeblood in his hand no longer hurts, Zou Ling still said with a smile: "I beg you, gentlemen here, whether you like reading story books to pass the time, or you like listening to books and making fun of them, please let the two of us do the choreography. Sword Immortal and I, have The friendship of watching and helping each other for a hundred years is as tiresome as watching and laughing at each other for a hundred years, but there is no mutual hatred passed on by the kings of mouth, let alone the love that is raging."

"The sword fairy is to me, and I am to the sword fairy. There is no love or hatred, it's just so close."

This year's Ten Thousand Immortals Conference was full of excitement, and everyone who participated had endless thoughts.But to Shen Jing, tens of thousands of people are not important, the most important thing is that he took advantage of the chaos to bring people back to Dan Yizong, and tied them tightly to his own territory.

At this time, Zou Ling was sleeping in the Shuiyu wheelchair he specially made for him, and was tightly bound by him with a fairy rope, becoming his only debt repayer.

Now recalling the words he said about reconciling with Bai Yu at the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, and what happened afterwards, Shen Jing felt that it was very memorable.

As soon as Zou Ling finished reconciling, there was a huge commotion behind Xiaoyaozong. No one expected that Xiao Qianqiu, the new king of the Demon Race, would suddenly appear in Xiaoyaozong. Bai Yu furiously protected his junior brother Lan Heng, calling The natal sword fights with the devil's anger.

Shen Jing recalled Zou Ling's expression when he saw that scene, and the more he thought about it, the happier he felt.

At this moment, Zou Ling woke up.

He looked around in the wheelchair, still calm and calm, and smiled at him: "Sovereign Shen, since I promised you, I will never run away, but there is no need to do this, and lock me tightly on this chair." Bar."

Shen Jing looked at him gently, walked over, bowed his head and rubbed his ears gently with him, Zou Ling avoided, so he rolled up his cuffs and almost couldn't wait to show him the old scar on his hand: "You bit me, remember?"

A strange look appeared on Zou Ling's face.

Shen Jing fell into obsessed memories.

It has been 320 years, when he was walking among the flowers of Xiaoyaozong, he suddenly sensed the evil spirit.

He was surprised that there would be a monster breaking into the fairy gate, so he immediately restrained his breath and prepared to go to ambush.

But when he followed the demon energy to find the demon, the first thing he saw was a young boy kneeling on the ground.

The young man rolled up his red cuffs, exposing his white forearm with faint veins, and a mutilated red fox bit hard on the attractive skin, drinking blood to quench his thirst.His eyebrows in the flowers are picturesque, the red fox is hurting him and plundering him, but he is soft and pampering, so shockingly beautiful, his expression in the sun is gentle, so holy that people want to beg for mercy.

When Shen Jing saw him, the sky was so big and the mountain was so high, but his heart suddenly became narrow, so narrow that he could only hold such a silhouette, a phantom.

From then on, there was a thought in Shen Jing's heart that couldn't get rid of it.

If someone had to plunder that holy and gentle beauty, it could only be him.

Silence cannot be taken away.

White Feather cannot be plundered.

Nothing in the world is possible.

"I... bit you?"

Shen Jing didn't care about the confusion in his words, he took Zou Ling's hand, rolled up his red sleeve, lowered his head and bit down.

However, at this moment, there was a scream resounding through the sky outside the sect——

"Brother! Ahhh, Bai Yu is here to find fault again!"

The author says:

Chen Lian (screaming chicken): Ah, ah, I'm just writing a draft of your story, I don't want to offend you!Don't chip me!

Bai Yu was so cold that he burned the draft.

Chen Lian (流lui猫猫头): My hard work... you might as well cut me off www