Ex-husband insists on remarrying

"Don't... touch like this!"

It was night, the night was deep and the moon was not round, Zou Ling hummed a song and swayed to have fun. After playing with Bai Yu for a long time, he wanted to play something else, so he grabbed Bai Yu's long hair and said, "Big dog, show me Look at your early return sword, you want all nine handles."

Bai Yu's eyes seemed to be covered with a thick fog, under the dislocation and upside down, he obeyed everything he said.With trembling fingers, he pinched the sword formula a few times before he got it right, and the Zaogui sword flew out one after another, suspended in mid-air, solemn and orderly like a formation of troops.

Zou Ling smiled obediently, leaned over and kissed the cold sweat on his temples, and then summoned his natal Lingwu with his fingers: "Retired, come!"

After he retired for a long time, the long knife slowly transformed into a long sword, passed by a row of early returning swords, and flew to the ceiling.

Zou Ling sat down, pulled Bai Yu's loose skirt and laughed in the crook of his neck: "My knife is ashamed, look at you, how unrestrained you are, I dare not look directly at my knife!"

"I do not have……"

Zou Ling patted his face while laughing, and there was something in his eyes: "My sword has a sword spirit, unlike yours, which has nine early swords and no sword spirit. You are the only one who is so strange in the whole fairy sect. Gui Jian is just like you, cold and hard."

Bai Yu couldn't help trembling, suddenly thought of something, hugged his waist and murmured: "Does the fragment that Mo Mo gave you back then have a sword spirit?"

"Yes. Otherwise, how can I sense him and chat through voice transmission?" Zou Ling slapped his hands away, pulled out the rope neatly and tied his hands to the head of the bed, and slapped his face with the back of his hand smilingly. "I didn't ask you to hug me, why did I act on my own, I don't understand any fun, dead wood. Why do I ask you to do it again, do you understand?"

"Clear...white." Bai Yu didn't dare to look at him, his sweaty eyes could only see the retirement knife on the ceiling, he found that the scabbard of the long knife was dark red, and there was a small piece of green cold that didn't fit in the buckle. Dao Ming.

"I fused the fragments of his natal sword into the scabbard. When I held the sword to kill the enemy, I also took his share. When I held the sword to kill the fox, I also took his soul. When the soul was scattered, his sword The spirit is also dead, and he didn't say it hurts, but the joy." Zou Ling picked up a Zaogui sword, held it in his hand, and looked at his smiling eyes reflected on the sword, "Our sword has life and death. Yes, unlike you, the current Zaogui is just a good-looking iron."

Zou Ling's fingertips caressed Zaoguijian like a lover, and Bai Yu, who didn't dare to resist, almost jumped up suddenly: "Don't... touch like this!"

The sudden collision made Zou Ling feel uncomfortable, but he only found it interesting. As he sat deeper, he stroked the sword more and more lingeringly. Seeing Bai Yu trembling until his fingertips turned red, he laughed so hard: "So there is still this layer! You said before The sword bone was reversed, so I had to dismantle the sword bone and fuse it into the Zaogui sword, so what I'm rubbing is your bone, right? You can't bear it, it's more unbearable than me touching you, can you?"

The white-feathered fish flutters like a fish, and it feels like the soul is shaking.

"It's worth dying to see our Bai Jianxian fall from the clouds into the mud." Zou Ling took out a jug of wine from the Qiankun bag, kept a good posture and poured the wine on the Zaogui sword, then kissed the sword.

The nine early return swords buzzed at the same time, and the other eight swords floating in the room fell to the ground in unison, trembling like Bai Yu.

Zou Ling was having a good time, when suddenly there was a sharp pain in the pulse gate of his left hand, and the brand of Ling Chong Qi became hot.He immediately thought that something happened to Little Treasure, and the gray wolf was so far away from him these days, so far away that he couldn't sense it, so it's definitely not a good thing to have such a strong empathy at this time.His heart of tormenting Bai Yu instantly dissipated, and he vomited it out with difficulty, pulled Bai Yu's shirt and casually covered him and called him: "Gui Xu, let's play again next time, come with me, something happened to Xiaobao——"

Before he finished speaking, the spikes he was wearing suddenly became hot, dragging the two of them into the illusion created by old memories.

Bai Yu experienced countless times of soul flying out of the sky tonight, and he didn't react after entering the illusion. It was not until he was slapped by Zou Ling that he came back from the sea of ​​desire.

He also couldn't count the number of times he had been called out, and he grumbled aggrievedly: "Buli..."

Zou Ling didn't look at him directly, but frowned in front of him, with a serious and stern expression; "Look there, don't just look at me."

Bai Yu looked around in a daze, only to see that the surrounding light was dim, it seemed that he was in a cave as deep as the belly of a beast, looking into the depths, he could vaguely see the figures of two people.

No, it was three figures.

A man in black half-kneeled like a dog, and a man in red sat on top of him.

Bai Yu's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at the man in black in the cave, his eye sockets became more and more painful, and his chest was filled with suffocation.

Zou Ling snapped his fingers: "Return to Xu Da...cough, be obedient, close your eyes first."

Bai Yu obeyed subconsciously, clenched her trembling hands into fists.

Zou Ling stroked his clenched fist, and led him into the depths of the cave: "Huaijin's wolf fang is soaked in the blood of him, me, and Su Xu, and by chance, the wearer will see the three of us." Some memories of the past, and what he looks like now, are obviously the 200 years since Huai Jin entered the Demon Race—calculating with his fingers, this is also the 200 years since Lan Heng was taken captive into the Demon Race. It’s okay, don’t be sad, think about him now.”

Bai Yu closed his eyes and was speechless.

Zou Ling led him to the depths of the cave, squinting his eyes to see the huge blood array inside.Huai Jin in the blood formation had his limbs covered with chains, and Xiao Qianqiu outside the blood formation was riding on Lan Heng who was wearing a collar around his neck, playing with a dog leash in his hand.

Xiao Qianqiu 300 years ago is more rebellious than he is now: "Brother, let's continue to kill Xiaoyaozong in the next step."

"It's over."

Xiao Qianqiu smiled childishly: "Where? It has to be as clean as killing the Sword Soul Mountain. Only if there is no one left alive can the killing be considered finished."

"There are living people in Sword Soul Mountain." Huai Jin calmly wiped the mottled natal sword, and the chain passed through the wrist and foot to swell blood, "It's right under your crotch."

Xiao Qianqiu laughed loudly, pulled the dog rope, Lan Heng was forced to look up, and he scratched his face with the back of his hand: "This is just a living animal, a livestock, not a living person. There are many people in Xiaoyaozong, I also want that Xiaoliu, and I want the Yin Furnace Cauldron even more..."

Zou Ling didn't care about this little lunatic, and focused on looking at the blood formation that trapped Huaijin, wondering what kind of formation it was, when the big dog beside him suddenly said vaguely "I want to kill him".

The astonishing spiritual pressure suddenly dropped, and the entire illusion turned gray. Zou Ling was dragged into Bai Yu's arms and held in captivity, and there was a rumbling sound of collapse in his ears.

When he opened his eyes again, Bai Yu had already put on his clothes, he quickly pulled Zou Ling's red clothes back up like a rice dumpling, and then hugged him in his arms, his body was still hot, his ears were still red, but his eyes were calm , murderous.

Bai Yu pointed at each other, returned to the sword early and went to Baliuyi: "Buli, where did the accident happen to Xiaobao?"

Zou Ling listened to his still hoarse low voice, and as soon as his canine teeth itched, he hugged his neck and bit his Adam's apple, pointing in a vague direction.

Bai Yu held the sword tremblingly, Zou Ling recalled the retirement knife that was stuck on the ceiling in embarrassment, and carved a few words of farewell on the wall, lest Huo Hao didn't know, and then hugged Bai Yu again and grinded his teeth.

On the way to Xiaobao's place, the wolf's teeth became hot again, and they re-entered the illusion of the past several times on the night road under the waning moon.

Su Xu's memory is bright.

In Dan Yizong, he squatted on Shen Jing's table like a kitten and bargained: "Second senior brother, I don't want to form a bond with Zou Ling. Master, old antique, said that he would only hit me with a long cigarette stick." Head, brother, you are sensible, please help me."

Shen Jing laid out paper and ink in a calm manner: "Why don't you form a contract with him?"

He flicked Shen Jing's pen again and again: "He doesn't like me, he likes our senior brother, isn't a twisted melon sweet. And I don't like him either, I look at him like a painting of beauties, I am such a strong and powerful monk, and I still have a long, long life, I can't spend the rest of my life guarding a painting of beauties."

Shen Jing tossed and tossed with him, still as motionless as a mountain: "Junior Junior Brother, how do you tell the difference between happy and disliked? Do you belong to someone else?"

Su Xu pointed to dip the ink, and stamped on Shen Jing's paper dejectedly: "Second senior brother, don't be such a bitch, can you help me? Just tell me."

Shen Jing smiled, and softly said softly: "Second senior brother told you one thing, you don't want to spread it out--Master has the intention to abdicate. If you can withstand the pressure from the elders until the senior brother succeeds to the throne, I will Nature can help you decide."

Su Xu's eyes lit up instantly, and she clapped her hands on tiptoe: "Okay! How long will it take?"

"It can be as fast as ten years, and as slow as 15 years."

"Okay!" He hugged Shen Jing for a while, then jumped off the desk and walked out in a hurry. Not long after he went out, he saw a group of disciples struggling to restrain a runaway spirit beast. search.Su Xu took a fancy to the rope from a distance, and flew forward like the wind, holding the spirit beast's forehead with one hand, and stunned it with one palm.

Then he happily reached out his hand to the stunned disciple: "I'll help you get it done, you give me the rope!"

After getting the fairy rope, he walked towards the mountain gate humming a song, and tied three knots in the rope in his hand.After leaving the Danyi Sect, he flew to the Xiaoyao Sect, and got into the Hundred Gardens of the Xiaoyao Sect. Zou Ling and Huai Jin were there at that time.

Zou Ling was pouring wine, and looked at him with a smile: "Xiao Xu, what are you going to do here today?"

He hopped forward briskly with his hands behind his back, and said mysteriously, "Brother Buli, today is the third anniversary of our acquaintance."

Zou Ling tilted his head: "Really?"

Huai Jin looked up: "Indeed."

Su Xu couldn't help laughing all the time, facing Zou Ling and laughing loudly: "Brother, I just want to tell you, in ten years at the earliest, at the earliest in 15 years, I will be able to marry you!"

Zou Ling burst out laughing, while Huai Jin moaned.

Huaijin's memory is gloomy.

In the Demon Race, he always stayed alone in the blood formation he had drawn, stroking the sword and the chain, quietly thinking about something.At first, Xiao Qianqiu often rode Lan Heng to look for him, calling him brother endlessly.

"Brother, how long will you be hurt? You can't take this opportunity to destroy the three sects of Xianmen. It's really a waste of time. You don't help destroy Dan Yizong, I understand, but Xiaoyaozong completely uses you and can't be destroyed. The more I think about it, the more unhappy I become."

"Xiao Qiu, don't kill people easily."

"Ah? We are Yan Mo, I will feel uncomfortable if I don't kill people for a day."

"Then why don't you kill him?"

Xiao Qianqiu bent down and touched Lan Heng's eyebrows and smiled: "When I get tired, I'll chop him up and feed him to a real dog. Aren't you afraid, puppy?"

Later, when he came to look for Huai Jin, he came alone.

Huai Jin seemed to have expected it a long time ago: "Did you kill him?"

"No, leave him to guard the gate." Xiao Qianqiu stepped into the blood formation with a painful look on his face for a moment, then withdrew his foot again, "It hurts to death brother, thank you for being able to sit still."

"Xiaoqiu, what's going on outside?"

"It's not that good. It's boring to say. There is still a living in Sword Soul Mountain. It happened to be picked up by Xiaoliu. That person is a bit difficult to deal with. The demons can't get into Xiaoyaozong. Brother , Look at it, look at it, women's benevolence is like this, if you don't cut the mess quickly, it will become a thorn bush. My dog's eyes lit up when he heard that his senior brother is still alive."

"Oh."

Xiao Qianqiu smiled: "But it doesn't matter, we still have you."

"There is also Lan Heng. You can assign him to other demon cultivators and use him to cultivate..."

"He's useless, it won't work." Xiao Qianqiu interrupted with a gloomy face, "I've checked, and I don't know if the dead old men at Xianmen did it on purpose, he is the best Zhiyang furnace. , but if the double cultivator is a demon cultivator, he himself will be in pain."

"What hurts is that he's not you, isn't it? It's fine for the magic cultivator, isn't it?"

Xiao Qianqiu scratched his head anxiously, unwilling to bring up this topic again.

Later, he came alone, gritted his teeth and stepped into the blood formation, and sat back to back with Huai Jin.

"Brother... I seem to understand you a little bit."

"Understanding is not a good thing."

"That can't be helped... No one taught me to understand, I learned it by myself without a teacher."

"Then what do you want to do?"

Xiao Qianqiu hit the back of Huaijin's head in pain: "Auntie said before she died... that the demons should dominate the Three Realms, that you or I should be the king of the demons, and watch over the eternal foundation of the demons for her...Brother, would you rather I'm much stronger, but if you don't come out, I'll have to come. If I become the king, and everything in the demon clan obeys me, then I can do whatever I want. Brother, what do you think?"

Huai Jin leaned on him: "I think the first is that you throw him to other demon cultivators and don't touch him again. The second is that you kill him directly."

Xiao Qianqiu grabbed the bloody chains, leaned against him and looked up at the sky in a state of prostration: "No way...neither of them will work."

The author says:

The people in Su Xu's eyes——

Zou Ling: Beautiful and Gentle Paintings

Silence: the sword that does not touch the wind and snow

Shen Jing: A treasure chest that responds to every request is a sham

Chen Lian: Lorry is a long-winded old lady, but she is very considerate

Huai Jin: Wind, Flowers, Snow, Moon

Bai Yu: Huh?Who is this? ?Where did the pig that jumped out beat my romantic junior? ? ?