The Book on the Pillow: The Sea and Moonlight

Since that encounter under the night, there has been a lot less inquiry from the lord. In fact, they did not exchange much information during their short conversation, but it feels that this matter has never been limited to words. It seems that there is a tacit understanding that keeps them in a temporary situation. balance.

The coalition forces of the ghost clan and the demon clan were defeated in several battles one after another, their morale was low, and they couldn't shrink back for several days.

According to Donghua's temper, of course he must be defeated in one fell swoop, so as not to have long nights and dreams.It can be seen from the tense swords in the army at the beginning that the man who is the lord should have the same idea, but he was delayed for some reason.It was only later that I found out that it was the meaning of the Father God. I am afraid that the old man has always had the idea that fighting with force is a bad policy, but some things do not depend on will.

The battle is gradually calming down. Except for a small number of people who are still waiting for the next order, most of the soldiers are already looking forward to the commander. Although the Lord has always been strict in running the army, it is an indisputable fact that the atmosphere in the camp is slightly relaxed.

Looking at the peaceful camp, Donghua always felt that he had overlooked something.However, in detail, the offensive of the coalition forces of the ghost clan and the monster clan is still considered a small battle. In the 8 to [-] years before and after the opening of the New God Era, there have been countless similar battles. He is really impatient and there is no need to remember that. Too many details, so no useful claws were picked up from memory.

What he still can't figure out is the intention of letting himself fall into this world. If the purpose in the last world was salvation, what is it this time?Donghua is still here, and he does not need to make any choices; the conflict here is still within the disputes between the five races, and it seems that it has not risen to the point of endangering the survival of the six realms. Let him exist in a completely unfamiliar identity. What?Thinking about it this way is even more confusing.

On this day, Zheyan, who came to check his pulse, seemed to be in a good mood. He fanned his fan exceptionally swiftly, and even deliberately suppressed and eagerly stepped into the military tent, he seemed particularly excited.

Donghua looked at his red phoenix eyes looking forward to the sky and his tail that was about to spread, and couldn't help joking: "What's the happy event for God Zheyan? It's very refreshing to look at!"

Zheyan, as the lord Donghua's right-hand man, naturally knows the subtle changes in the lord's attitude towards him, and has always been inexplicably close since they met. I would like to say a few more words.He refers to this as "fate".

For some reason today, Zheyan was a bit twitchy: "...it's nothing..." As he spoke, one hand retracted almost imperceptibly.

Donghua naturally didn't ignore such a small gesture. In fact, if it wasn't for this, he wouldn't have noticed the bright color on Old Phoenix's cuffs, the small jade box clasped in his palm, and the faint fragrance lingering in his nose.

The old Phoenix put his hand on Donghua's wrist in a serious manner, and said to him from left to right: "Well, the immortal king is recovering fairly well, but there is no need to rush the cultivation base. Only when the foundation is laid can Xu Tu other things be done. The pain will outweigh the gain.”

"Thank you!" Donghua raised his eyes and looked at Zheyan. This guy said it soundingly, but a blush crept up on his usual thick skin, suspicious, suspicious.

"You're welcome, I'll leave if there's nothing else to do!" Zheyan cupped his hands, as if the back of his butt was on fire and was about to lift his tail feathers, he turned and hurried out of the tent.

Donghua looked at his back and raised his eyebrows thoughtfully.

At sunset, the Zheyan that Donghua met by the Danshui River looked different.

The coat, which had always been meticulously tidied up, was drooping very casually, with some grass stains on the corners. Although it did not hinder the view, it was incompatible with his usual way of cherishing feathers.He broke a branch in his hand and touched the surface of the water little by little, causing ripples, but his eyes were very loose, and he didn't know what he was thinking.Although he looked superficial, his spirit was not a little bit worse than that of the day. This can't fool an old friend who has known each other for hundreds of thousands of years. Zheyan was hit.

The old god still had a little tolerance for this fresh and tender phoenix, he guessed that he had no one to complain to, so after thinking about it, he went up to show some concern: "God, is this?"

Seeing that it was him, Zheyan didn't move or speak, just sighed faintly.

Donghua thought about it and realized: "The things didn't get delivered?"

Zheyan turned his head and stared at him in surprise: "You, how do you know! Could it be that you also..." He looked up and down the person in front of him, and then denied himself, "Impossible, impossible, Ning Chang wouldn't like it You little boy! She doesn't even care about Donghua!"

Donghua couldn't tell whether it was a compliment or a derogation for a while, and he didn't know whether he should be angry and classify him as a jerk, or he should laugh at Old Fenghuang for not knowing that he was not a jerk.But in this way, Zheyan Bairi's whereabouts have been confirmed, and he really went to please the girl with something, no wonder there is a frivolity in his body.

"...I only guessed this when I saw a touch of rouge on Shangshen's cuff." He said calmly.

"Xianjun is smart..."

The old Fenghuang on the other side was exposed all of a sudden, as if he suddenly let go of his burden, threw the branch in his hand, and simply broke the jar and poured bitter water with Donghua: "What does Wenchang Xianjun think of me?"

Donghua didn't expect this guy to cheer up so quickly, he coughed twice and picked his words: "Uh, of course, it's a suave and fairy, a good-looking talent." Having been a bad friend for hundreds of thousands of years, he rarely took the initiative to praise him Zheyan, with a slightly unnatural expression.

But Zheyan accepted it well: "Well, I think so too! So it shouldn't be, I am the first phoenix born from the aura of heaven and earth since the beginning of the world. Xiao, why can't she look down on her!"

Oh, this familiar smell of narcissism!Donghua twitched his lips and was speechless.

Zheyan shook his sleeves and took out a rather elegant jade box.The jade box is carved from a whole piece of suet white jade.When Donghua saw it, it was the one with Zheyan in his palm during the day.

Old Fenghuang carefully opened the jade box, and the soft and moist rouge was carefully pressed into the box, the color was like Danxia, ​​delicate and charming, it can be seen that it took a lot of effort.He sighed with some grievances: "...the thousand-year-old pearls in the South China Sea, the red and blue flowers at the foot of Yanzhi Mountain, repeated pestling, nine filtering and nine steaming, this is really the most attentive time I have ever done! As a result, people said, 'Mother-in-law, mother, there is no man. Style'! Obviously, I made it for her because I saw that she was very interested in picking it at the market!"

"Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, no masculinity" pleased Donghua, but he didn't expect Ningshang to hit the nail on the head. If it wasn't for the fact that they didn't have any relationship earlier, they should really boast in person.

He suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth, and was about to echo, "No ordinary man would think of making rouge", but suddenly he realized that it was as if he had made rouge for Xiaobai back then, not only rouge, but also Kou Dan who made it himself Understand.But after a while, he found a justification for himself: How could he be the same as Zheyan?Xiaobai and him are in love with each other and have fun in the boudoir, but what is Old Fenghuang, at best, he is arty and not doing business properly.Besides, how could he be considered an ordinary man!

Swallowing all his complaints, Donghua thought of another most important thing.

Zheyan was still muttering unwillingly: "...What's so good about that stinky fox! He's not as good-looking as me, and his martial strength is not as high as mine. I don't know why Ningshang likes him!"

Donghua curled his lips secretly again, but if you dare to be so stubborn after 20 years, I really admire you!

He deliberated for a while and said: "Zheyan Shangshen's favorite woman must be good, but good may not be suitable, it depends on the girl's heart, Luo Hua wants to be ruthless, Shangshen doesn't have to be obsessed with it, maybe How about another village where the willows are dark and the flowers are bright?"

I didn't think that Zheyan was quite stubborn: "No, it must be that I used the wrong method. If Ning Chang doesn't like Rouge, I can play the first song or dance a sword. If I can't write well, I can use martial arts. Otherwise, I can find Bai Zhi to beat her." Let's have a fight, let's see who is the best, it won't be my mother-in-law!" Seeing his smug look, he is still thinking about when he lost to Bai Zhi in being handsome.

Seeing this, Donghua felt more and more responsible, so how could he let him torment, if Xiaobai's grandma was tossed away, what would his Xiaobai do!It's hard for him to say, Zheyan, your life's happiness depends on Bai Zhi, letting Ning Chang go is to give yourself a way out!As expected, this old Phoenix has been single for so many years by virtue of his ability.

"Emotions cannot be forced. Since Miss Ningshang has a congenial person, why should God do the thing of beating mandarin ducks!" The old god who has never tried hard to persuade others is going to be embarrassing. Either you are talking with momentum, how can you be so amiable!Donghua felt that he should make some compensation to Baizhi later.

Unexpectedly, Zheyan didn't appreciate it at all: "What kind of friendship! That's Ningshang, she doesn't know my kindness! Could it be that Xianjun is a lobbyist invited by Bai Zhi? Why don't you speak for him!" He stared suspiciously at Dong Hua, "Still, you also have a crush on Ning Chang, so you tell me to leave so that you can do things conveniently?" Old Fenghuang somehow had a brain hole.

"Ahem, God is worrying too much, I don't like this..." Donghua thought in his heart what kind of joke he was making. The father-in-law knew that his mother-in-law had a good impression of him before, and it was already very troublesome. This day can't be passed.

"I don't like this! Ning Chang is so talented and beautiful, what else do you choose!" As soon as he heard that someone was still dissatisfied with his sweetheart, Zheyan immediately felt that this person's eyes were worrying, "Could it be that you don't like women?" He asked I thought I found the crux.

Donghua has never been so distorted for a moment.I have always known that Lian Song and Si Ming gossip, so Zheyan is also like this?He thought back on the past 36 years, and carefully sorted out some "interesting things" he heard. It seemed that some of the so-called insiders had Zheyan, and it really couldn't be said that it had nothing to do with him.Thinking about it again, maybe even Song and Si Ming's gossip attributes were also fueled by him. I didn't know how many times I had plucked this old Phoenix, but due to his current status, he still couldn't get angry.

His face was pale for a while, and he finally suppressed the urge to beat him up, but saw that guy took a step back as if he had noticed something, Qiqi Ai said: "You stopped me like this, it's not me...I'm Those who like women..."

Donghua almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, how dare he think about it!Like women?Hmph, I really want to leave this to his "good truth" who will hear it a few hundred thousand years later.For the first time in his life, the old god felt that the cultivation of hundreds of thousands of years was not enough, his face was gloomy, and he choked out a sentence: "You, worry, too much!" Get out of here.

However, the nonchalant old Phoenix still added fuel to the fire behind his back: "Uh, Xianjun Wenchang, let's get acquainted for a while, and I also advise you, if Donghua is your thing, give it up as soon as possible! That old man Ice cubes are incomprehensible, I don’t know how many men and women have been thrown, although you look good, it’s better not to have illusions..."

Donghua paused, turned around and glanced at Zheyan, feeling that he had fully expressed the unspeakable anger in his heart.Therefore, the poor man must have something to hate, he felt that he must have bumped into an evil and wanted to comfort Zheyan, and the bird's beak couldn't spit out ivory!

It's a pity that Zheyan felt differently here. Looking at the back who was rushing away angrily, he muttered, "You've become angry from embarrassment, this is what you said!" Old Fenghuang suddenly forgot his predicament, and he was all excited .

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