Xianjun Breeding Guide

The black flood dragon quietly restrained its breath, its scales were dim, like a piece of moss attached to the bark of a tree.

Danxia only lost her composure for a moment, and then she turned against the guest and asked sharply: "You evil sea monster! How did you trick Ziyuan and sneak into the Immortal Mansion?!"

Fox Xiaoyao: "???"

Hu Xiaoyao felt the strong killing intent, and slowly stepped back a few steps, his eyes showing vigilance.

Danxia has a great reputation in Niehai, even though this is Wangshu's territory, she is a little scared, her ears are folded back, she can't wait to run away.

Fortunately, the stalemate between one person and one fox did not last long, and Yu Linyuan rushed over upon hearing the sound and stopped Danxia's unsheathed sword.

The two seemed to be arguing.

Xiao Jiao took the opportunity to slip down from the tree, walked around the front yard along the base of the wall, stopped and walked, and came to the closed door of the quiet room.The Immortal Mansion is winding and winding, and there are many flowers and plants, and it is small in size, and it will get lost if you are not careful.

Only this road has never been missed once.

When Bai Ziyou walked out of the quiet room, he saw the little Jiao lying on the pillar at a glance.

"Qianxiao?"

Hei Jiao didn't respond immediately, but just stared at the back of Immortal Ming Xin.

After the people walked away, he quickly changed back to human form, took Bai Ziyou's hand, wiped it on the Xumi ring, took out his clothes and put them on, and then whispered: "Danxia is here."

Bai Ziyou was startled for a moment, and suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

The fear that had been accumulated for hundreds of years and went deep into the bone marrow gripped his heart. He couldn't help shaking, his hands and feet were weak, and he almost collapsed directly into Wen Qianxiao's arms, unable to even cry , only sobbing and trembling.

"A Shuang!" Wen Qianxiao hurriedly brought him back to the quiet room, stroked the little flower on his head, and comforted him softly, "I know you will be afraid... this is not waiting at the door. Well, it's convenient to hug you when you change back ...It's okay, Ah Shuang, it's okay."

After a few intermittent sobs, Bai Ziyou finally recovered, and hugged Wen Qianxiao back forcefully, refusing to let go no matter how coaxed he was.

"Qian Xiao," he buried his head in his familiar embrace, like a frightened quail, rarely made trouble out of reason, "you go and drive him away... No, you go and kill him."

Wen Qianxiao laughed sullenly, pretended to stand up, but was grabbed again.

Xiao Xianjun grabbed his wrist, raised his head, and looked at him eagerly with wet tears on his face: "Where are you going?"

"Kill Danxia." Lord Mozun said solemnly, as if he really wanted to take Danxia's dog's head today, "It's a pity that this deity only has Yuanshen here, so it's a bit tricky to kill."

"That won't work." Bai Ziyou whispered, "You come back."

So Wen Qianxiao came back and hugged him again, and kissed him softly on his face, kissing away all the tears.

After such a commotion, Bai Ziyou suddenly felt that it was not so scary.

He rubbed his reddish nose in embarrassment, sat up cross-legged, spread his hands, and a small waving vine appeared in his palm, trying to embolden himself: "I learned a lot from Lin Yuan. "

"It's amazing." Wen Qianxiao boasted that he never mixed water, and looked very sincere, which made Xiao Xianjun's eyes sparkle, "But you just fused the fairy bones, it's best not to mess with your spiritual power."

Bai Ziyou retracted the vine obediently, and leaned into his arms again, fiddling with the red agate earrings.

After a while, he asked, "Is Danxia gone?"

Wen Qianxiao spread out a wisp of spiritual consciousness, probed towards the gate of the Immortal Mansion, and said: "Not yet, it seems that there is a fight."

"with who?"

"Yu Linyuan." Master Mozun felt very puzzled, "Why did he come to other people's houses to fight? Just because Wangshu Xianjun raised a contracted fox demon?"

"Didn't Mingxin say that he likes Wangshu?" Bai Ziyou asked uncertainly, "Maybe he's jealous?"

"He deserves it too?" Wen Qianxiao sneered, pinching Xiao Xianjun's cheeks, "This kind of disturbing liking, at best, is wishful thinking, at worst, it's not knowing how to measure, begging for nothing."

He suddenly thought of the guilty conscience he saw in Danxia's eyes, and felt a little bit in his heart, faintly feeling that something was wrong.But what is wrong, if you think about it carefully, the aura has disappeared again.

"Don't pinch your face." Bai Ziyou patted his hand away, frowned slightly, pondered for a while, and said seriously, "But at the beginning, you bothered me a lot."

Wen Qianxiao: "..."

Lord Mozun was hit by an arrow inexplicably.

He explained palely: "A Shuang, that's not the case, listen to me...huh?"

Xiao Xianjun came up and kissed his lips like a dragonfly.

The softness reveals the fragrance of grass and trees.

"I know, it's different." Bai Ziyou pressed his lips lightly, rubbed the tip of his nose, his green eyes were full of smiles, like weeds growing wantonly in March, "I don't hate your liking, It's just the worry that it won't last long enough to bother you."

Wen Qianxiao's heart trembled, she opened her mouth to bite her soft lips, and kissed her back.

The spring grass gradually bloomed, and was wet by the drizzle, blooming a touch of ambiguous red.Xiao Xianjun lay in his arms and hummed in a low voice, with a slight nasal sound, and the corners of his eyes were dizzy with wet marks, like a cat that was comfortably touched.

"Qian Xiao... um... no, no, I can't double cultivate today... um..."

"Don't move around, Ah Shuang." Wen Qianxiao gently clasped his wrist and pressed it on the top of his head, "It can make you comfortable without dual cultivation."

He likes Bai Ziyou's distracted and infatuated appearance, watching that porcelain white body turn red and turn into a puddle of spring water under the boiling of desire/fire, and finally hug him stickily and refuse to let go.

Bai Ziyou let out a cry.

"You, you... ah..."

The tired bird frightened and flew past.

Master Mozun fiddled with Xiao Xianjun's sweat-drenched temple hair twice, wrapped him up in his clothes contentedly, and carried him back to the guest bedroom.Even though he didn't practice double cultivation to the end, Bai Ziyou still felt his waist and eyes were so sore that he wanted to cry when he touched the bed.

Wen Qianxiao dug out a box of plasters from Qiankun's pouch, and applied a little on Bai Ziyou's lips.

The kiss was a little heavy and broke.

Xiao Xianjun frowned, bit the knuckles that had not had time to retract, and licked unconsciously with the tip of her tongue.

"...A Shuang." Jiao's desire is relatively strong, especially after experiencing this kind of restraint that seems to be eaten into the stomach but not eaten at all, and the dry firewood is set up and not given to the fire, Wen Qianxiao took a deep breath. In tone, blue veins bulged on the forehead, "Shut up."

There was a circle of shallow tooth marks on the index finger that was withdrawn.

Master Mozun stared at the tooth marks for a long time, then looked away, picked up the teapot and poured himself a big gulp of cold water.

Bai Ziyou huddled under the quilt listlessly, and said sleepily, "Have they finished fighting? Is Danxia dead?"

"He's gone, he's not dead." Wen Qianxiao laughed, "Wang Shu didn't do anything serious."

"If it wasn't for Xihe Xianjun's absence and Danxia's company for so many years, how could Linyuan tolerate him like this." Xiao Xianjun muttered, "It's too lenient, and he really treats himself as the root Onion."

Wen Qianxiao smiled.

"Wait, Ah Shuang, repeat what you just said."

"...Do you really think of yourself as an onion?"

"Move forward."

Bai Ziyou blinked, and simply repeated the story from the beginning: "If Xihe Xianjun is not here..."

"That's right, that's right." Master Mozun pondered for a moment following the lost and recovered aura, "I always feel that something is wrong with Danxia. After Xihe's death, Wang Shu was devastated and stopped interfering with the power of the cloud realm. There is still a lack of a companion by my side. From this point of view, the one who has benefited the most is Danxia."

"You mean Danxia harmed Xihe Xianjun?" Bai Ziyou got up in shock, "However, thousands of years ago, he had this ability?"

"I don't know. Although Yu Linyuan said that the black dragon disappeared with Sang Jing, but I really can't remember it at all." Wen Qianxiao suddenly said "Hey", "If Sang Jing died that year, I would also If you are here, maybe there is something that has seen the ins and outs with your own eyes."

Bai Ziyou asked curiously, "Who?"

Wen Qianxiao paused, then said casually, "A... small sesame."