Xianjun Breeding Guide

Bai Ziyou said coldly, "No, thank you for your concern."

Wen Qianxiao touched a nail that was neither hard nor soft, but she was not annoyed, and said with a pleasant face: "The aura in Fengzhulou is full of spiritual energy, so you can rest here. I will order someone to send another batch of spirit stones, and I have the right to make amends. "

There's no harm in giving more.

Lord Mozun apologized after paying the gift, and was about to pack up and leave, but Bai Ziyou suddenly said behind him: "Wait a minute."

Wen Qianxiao couldn't help being surprised, and turned back as soon as he reached the door.

Xiao Xianjun saw some discord, bit his lip, and whispered after a while: "Have you seen those...restrictions?"

"I saw it."

"Is there... a solution?"

Wen Qianxiao laughed, thinking that the opportunity had come, she sat down on the bed unceremoniously, raised her eyebrows and said, "Is this a request from the deity?"

The soft bed was thrown upside down, and Xiao Xianjun was bounced up along with her.

As soon as the man came, he aggressively occupied half of the bed, Bai Ziyou retreated vigilantly, his heart was in a mess, he thought carefully about the meaning of his words, and then nodded lightly after a long time.

"Since he wants something from others, what will the fairy give in exchange?" Wen Qian knew that he leaned closer, his eyes were meaningful, and the red agate pendant flickered by his ear, burning so hard that it pierced people's eyes.

Xiao Xianjun's face turned pale immediately.

As expected, the Demon Lord just wanted a well-behaved and obedient canary.

He was a little dazed, the memories in the soft red building faded like a tide, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the slightly intimate support under the plum tree, what "sweetheart" and "gift", and the lingering "be careful" in his ears, he was hesitant. It all became a joke.

"...I came to Niehai alone, with nothing." Bai Ziyou said slowly, hoarsely, "If your lord can really break the restriction, I am willing... to serve you every night as a furnace."

Wen Qianxiao was shocked.

The world can learn from it, he Niehai Demon Lord only wants the half of the sky-replenishing stone, and has no interest in crooked methods such as furnace tripods.

Could it be that Bai Ziyou hasn't got the Sky-Mending Stone yet, so he can't get it out?

Oops, miscalculated.

Wen Qianxiao sighed, stretched out his hand to embrace the little fairy who was about to cry from humiliation, lightly wiped the Sumeru ring, took out two spirit stones, and said, "It's just a little reward, isn't there?"

Bai Ziyou was startled, hesitantly said: "But, but these spirit stones are..."

"The restriction is hard to break, and I don't have a clue for a while, so I'll charge you two spirit stones as a deposit, isn't it too much?" Wen Qianxiao said, "After the matter is completed, I want a hundred top-grade spirit stones as a reward. How about selling yourself to pay off the debt if you don’t come out?”

Bai Ziyou tilted his head and stared at him blankly, his eyelashes trembling slightly, he didn't even notice that the two were too close.

Wen Qianxiao's heart felt as if it had been gently scratched by a paw, and it began to itch again.

As soon as it tickled, the words in his mouth were so sweet again.

"Although Niehai is a place of misery, and this deity is not a good person, but here, no one dares to bully you and humiliate you." Lord Mozun whispered softly, his eyebrows and eyes were so gentle that water could be wrung out, and his fingertips slid gently across his beard. Mi Jie clasped Bai Ziyou's hand, "I won't force you to do what you don't want."

It's too close.

You can touch those pale and soft lips almost as soon as you lower your head, or you can kiss that beautiful emerald eye, and kiss the eyelashes until they are wet.

Wen Qianxiao restrained the inexplicable impulse in his heart, and let go of him with a little reluctance.

Only by taking pictures slowly will there be a bright future.

Well, the picture is just a sky-filling stone.

Xiao Xianjun blinked his eyes, came back to his senses, looked at Wen Qianxiao hesitantly, and hesitated to speak.

Wen Qianxiao thought that he must be completely moved, and she was happy to be praised, and said generously: "Whatever you want to say, just say it."

Bai Ziyou hesitated for a while, and finally said boldly: "There are only about 80 pieces of Lingshi left, the ones that are not enough... can I go to the warehouse to get them?"

Wen Qianxiao: "..."

What else can I say besides myself?

Master Mozun who didn't get any good words said with tears: "Yes."

Bai Ziyou laughed.He climbed out of bed, took his coat, carefully buttoned the mica buttons on his waist, and said, "I want to go and see those flowerpots again."

"My deity will accompany you."

Bai Ziyou didn't refuse, and then spent the whole afternoon looking at the flower pots and putting all those dazzling treasures into the Xumi ring, Wen Qianxiao was dumbfounded.

Wen Qianxiao: "You..."

"The bright light shines day and night, and the flowers and plants are easy to wither, so I put them away for the time being." Xiao Xianjun explained softly, "It's a pity that these flower pots are empty, I want to plant some Spending time. Can my lord get some human seeds?"

Wen Qianxiao had never planted or raised flowers, and the only fruit she had was the old plum tree that had been practiced.

So Master Mozun believed in these words, and assured Bai Ziyou: "What kind of flowers do you like? I will definitely get them for you."

Bai Ziyou thought for a while, "Peony flower."

Sure enough, Wen Qianxiao got a lot of peony seeds, and at the same time sent two defensive artifacts, a radiant moon-white silk umbrella and an emerald jade plaque.

Bai Ziyou never refuses anyone who comes.

The more things in the Xumi ring, the safer he felt.If it wasn't for Fengzhu Building not being accepted into Xumijie, he even wanted to move the building and the land away.In case the Demon Lord changes his mind one day and prepares for the Overlord to fight hard, this lot of treasures alone can give him a way out.

Xiao Xianjun, who was temporarily satisfied, was very peaceful and diligently planted peonies in the flowerpot.

There are no special restrictions in the Fengzhulou except for the gathering of spirits, so the flowers and plants in the world grow well, and the broad-leaved grass in Niehai grows more happily, and the rust-red patches here and there look like moss at first glance.

Wen Qianxiao arranged for a gardener to take care of it on a regular basis, but Xiao Xianjun was never tired of gardening, and even found a shovel with a working tool from the warehouse. After a few days, he had to take those useless The beauty rushed to the kitchen to burn firewood.

Moreover, there is one more trivial trouble.

Bai Ziyou's body is a spirit grass, so it's easy to get close to those flowers and plants and the soil mixed with spirit stone debris, so Lord Mozun can pick up the little fairy who has basked in the sun and fell asleep in the grass or under the flower stand every now and then. .

"...wake up."

Bai Ziyou opened his eyes in confusion, looked at the sun, and muttered, "It's not night yet."

Wen Qianxiao couldn't laugh or cry.

Why did he develop the bad habit of sleeping until night and waiting for himself to shout.

But sleeping in the flowers and plants full of aura is not much different from cultivation to Bai Ziyou, so let him do as he pleases.

"In the past two days, Venerable has been counting the congratulatory gifts sent by the demon generals. There are too many. Why don't you go and have a look? If you like it, you can take it."

Wen Qianxiao could figure it out, whether the treasures were bright or not, the flowers and plants withered, it was because this little fairy likes to stock up on treasures, just looking for an excuse.

But it doesn't matter, Nie Hai Mozun just has a lot of treasures.

Sure enough, Bai Ziyou's eyes lit up.

He has not yet realized what the concept of "too much" in Mozun's mouth is.

Wen Qianxiao led him to the main hall.

Boxes of congratulatory gifts were packed in red lacquered wooden boxes, hung with gold and silver locks, and lined up from the inside of the hall to the mountain road outside the hall. From a distance, it seemed that red makeup was spread out for ten miles, only a few suonas were blowing the sky.

Bai Ziyou stood there in a daze for a long time before he tentatively knocked on a wooden box.

"Want to open this?" Wen Qianxiao pressed his hand that was about to lift the lid of the box, and winked at the beauties beside him.

The beauties immediately gathered around, lifted the lid of the box delicately, bent down and took out the things wrapped in red silk one by one, and brought them to Bai Ziyou one by one like a flowing water feast, and then turned back Open, quietly standing by the side.

Seven or eight beauties turned around, and the box was empty.

"Anyone you like?"

"..." Bai Ziyou looked blankly at those delicate beauties, "You...you use these people as handymen?"

No wonder these days, I have never seen an ordinary servant.

Wen Qianxiao said straightforwardly: "What's wrong?"

"These people..." Bai Ziyou glanced at the baby exposed from the red silk, and immediately decided to choke his unspoken words, "It's nothing."

"But it's okay to say." Wen Qianxiao flipped up her long sleeves, sat down comfortably on the chair brought by the beauties, twisted the red agate earrings, and said with great interest, "I don't like to hide half of my words, let's listen to them." ?”

Xiao Xianjun turned her head coldly.

"If you don't say it, I won't pick it for you."

"Then no more."

Master Mozun became curious and used his trump card, but he still pretended to be calm: "If you are willing to tell me, I will give you a bigger Xumi ring, which can hold more treasures." .”

Bai Ziyou: "..."

Bai Ziyou: "It's not a good word."

Wen Qianxiao said with a smile: "I like to hear bad things from Xianjun."

Xiao Xianjun looked him up and down, "You are sick" was written all over his eyes.

During this period of time, the Mozun has shown a lot of caring and caring gestures, coupled with the deliberate connivance that can be seen even if he is not blind, Bai Ziyou no longer keeps himself in his shell, and even occasionally has the guts. When he grows up, he will choke him a few words.

Lord Mozun was very happy about this behavior of kicking his nose on his face. Yan, a dog-headed military strategist, was deeply worried about this, and felt more and more that this little fairy was a spy sent by Yunjing. He also captivated the demon king, which is not a small skill.

Bai Ziyou was very used to Wen Qianxiao's way of thinking, which was hard to understand with common sense. After getting permission, he said without hesitation: "These people are all good-looking, but you only use them as handymen. And that night Drunken, leaving so many beauties behind, I just broke into the Fengzhu Tower and took me away. So is that wine...specializing in something...and something went wrong?"

Wen Qianxiao: "...?"

Bai Ziyou's eyes paused on him for a moment, then quietly glanced down, the position was self-evident.

Wen Qianxiao: "?!"

Xiao Xianjun immediately looked away as if nothing had happened, thought for a while, and felt that he had treated him really well recently, and couldn't help feeling a little bit of ambiguous pity in his heart, and comforted him in a low voice: "This kind of small problem is actually nothing to worry about... ..."

Seeing it getting darker and darker, maybe tomorrow Wujie Niehai will start to spread rumors that he turned a blind eye to a hundred and eighty beauties because he was suffering from a hidden disease. The Lord Mozun finally broke down: "Shut up!!!"

The author says:

Xiao Xianjun: "Aren't you okay?"

Demon Lord: "?"