Madam Tsundere is an attack

Lin Shao said that there are several acres, and the size and shape are not much different, but anyone with a normal mind will not look at the plants one by one and count them.

Changsheng stood in front of a red maple tree with clear eyes, as if after a long time, he raised his hand and stroked the six characters on the trunk with his fingertips.

The word seems to have been engraved not long ago, the knife marks are still there, and it doesn't look like it has been exposed to any wind, sun or rain.

——What's more, everyone has secrets in their hearts.

——Then you might as well guess what secret is hidden in my heart now.

Chang Sheng frowned, suddenly curled up his five fingers, and those six characters quickly disappeared.

Changsheng fixedly looked at the maple tree that had recovered to its original state, and the next moment, he turned around and hurried to the direction where Jiang Ruo was waiting.

Jiang Ruo was still staying in the distance at this time, as if he had been looking at those feathered arrows, and didn't speak.

Changsheng suddenly appeared, and he stuffed a bronze mirror into his arms, saying: "I have some troubles in the fairy world recently, I have to go out for a while, you stay in the mansion with this bronze mirror, don't go anywhere, just do it if you have something to do." Use it to contact me."

Jiang Ruo hadn't calmed down yet, and was suddenly stuffed by him, still a little dazed, "What happened? Do you want me to help?"

"No need." Chang Sheng patted him on the shoulder and said, "You stay here and let outsiders know that Changle Xuanqing Mansion is either empty or helping me. I'll be back in three days."

So Jiang Ruo watched Chang Sheng rushing out of the woods, Wei Ziqing was holding the wine jar, and before he took a sip of wine, he saw a black shadow jumping past, and he was caught out of Changle Xuanqing Mansion.

Wei Ziqing looked at the pouring wine with a sad face, raised his foot to kick Changsheng, and said fiercely, "Little ancestor, what are you doing!"

Chang Sheng buckled him and said, "Shut up, take me to your mansion for three days."

"Huh?" Wei Ziqing thought he heard it wrong, quickly dug his ears, and said loudly: "What did you say? Live in my mansion? Three days? Usually, whoever treats my place as if avoiding snakes and scorpions will not even look at it. Take a look."

Changsheng turned back to look at him suddenly, his eyes were bloodshot for some reason, and Wei Ziqing was so frightened that he almost rolled off the cloud, he said tremblingly: "Ancestor, ancestor, don't cry, I didn't bully you!" you?"

With such a sad look in his eyes like a little daughter-in-law, those who didn't know it thought he was having an affair with Xuanqing Shenjun!

"Wei Ziqing." Changsheng tightened his five fingers, nodded slightly, and said calmly: "I need to confirm one thing."

"Is it serious?"

Changsheng didn't speak, Wei Ziqing waved his hand and said, "Just live with me for three days and don't do anything else?"

Changsheng nodded, Wei Ziqing yawned, turned over and lay on the cloud, and stopped talking, and after an unknown amount of time, the person beside him suddenly asked: "Wei Ziqing, you said that a person would rather lose his bones and ashes than die alone." To protect his sweetheart, even if it violates the laws of nature, as long as he stays with his sweetheart for a while, he can have no regrets in this life, but he was born with such a person, and suddenly turned around and fell in love with another person, why is that?"

"Why?" Wei Ziqing licked his lower lip and said with a sneer, "This proves that scumbag."

Chang Sheng remained silent, because he suddenly thought, if this is really the case, then that would be great.

No.: ☆, Chu Yu Junfeng ([-])

Changsheng lived in Tianfang Shenfu, and Wei Ziqing left him dry without paying any respect to the landlord, because he noticed that the mood of this little ancestor is very complicated now, and he didn't know that he had to leave in a hurry that day, so he suffered What a thrill.

Wei Ziqing suddenly misses the high priest who was bohemian and did whatever he wanted back then, not that Changsheng was broken with arrogance after he entered the immortal way, what Wei Ziqing thought of was nothing more than the man who was once free.

The Changsheng he knew before was always dead and unscrupulous, just like he was an idle devil at first, but after watching a dance of photos, he became interested in becoming a high priest. He was dismissed, but this master who once caused headaches for everyone in the demon world was once forced to become the Xuanqing God Lord of the fairy world. Not only did he act as an upright gentleman, but he also unexpectedly sat firmly for thousands of years.

Wei Ziqing is somewhat looking forward to it, if this ancestor packs up and leaves in the near future, will the two worlds of immortals and demons explode into one ball.

The cool wind blew slowly for three days, and Chang Sheng put the 'Fen Dao' on his face, and slept for three days in a daze. On the night of the third day, Wei Ziqing sat on the back of his couch with a wobble.

"What are you doing now?"

Changsheng got up, threw the booklet into his sleeve, and said lightly: "Go back to the house."

"?" Wei Ziqing was stunned, "I slept with you for three days and then returned home, and the others didn't do anything!"

"Yeah." Xuanqing Shenjun, who didn't know why he was a little haggard after sleeping for three days, waved his hands and walked out.

The next moment, Wei Ziqing was lying on the couch, put one hand to the corner of his lips, and shouted symbolically: "Do you want me to take you back?"

Changsheng shook his head, with an absent-minded look, Wei Ziqing only thought that he had slept for three days and was stunned, and whether it was real sleep or fake sleep, I am afraid that only Changsheng knew.

He had been lying quietly for the past three days, and some things that had been buried in the cotton pile in the past and had been constantly being talked about suddenly became clear.

Just like him and Jiang Ruo, if the initial meeting was just a coincidence, then they would be strangers from now on, and no one would be wronged, but when everything turned out to be premeditated, then it should be a different matter.

An indescribable emotion filled his heart, as if something locked his heart tightly, making it difficult to breathe. Changsheng staggered on his feet, and suddenly fell forward, spitting out a mouthful of black blood, which was very frightening.

He sat down cross-legged, took out a bronze mirror from his sleeve, wiped it clean, and said in a low voice: "Jiang Ruo..."

In Xuanqing Mansion of Changle, General Ruo was enjoying the beautiful scenery on Linyuan when he heard Changsheng's voice, he was taken aback for a moment, then took out the bronze mirror in his sleeve, and asked curiously, "Changsheng, is that you?"

"Well, are you still in Changle Xuanqing Mansion?"

"Are you injured?" Jiang Ruo listened carefully at this moment, and found that his voice was hoarse and weak, and quickly got up and walked out, "Where are you?"

Changsheng stroked the surface of the bronze mirror with his fingers, was silent for a long time, and said, "I don't know."

Jiang Ruo was silent, he had forgotten that Chang Sheng had the attribute of a road idiot, no matter what he turned into.

Jiang Ruo changed his words and said as he walked, "Forget it, I'll go there, where are you probably?"

Changsheng still did not change his posture, looked around, and said slowly: "I am on... a cloud."

Coincidentally at this moment, Jiang Ruo stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the mansion, and a huge cloud surged outside, stretching as far as the eye can see.

Immortal world, synonymous with clouds and mists.

"Jiangruo..." Changsheng's weak voice came again from the bronze mirror, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Jiang Ruo sighed silently, subconsciously rubbed the imprint of the soul ring between his fingers with his left hand, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll be there right away."

Changsheng didn't make a sound anymore, Jiang Ruobi retracted the bronze mirror, then hid his breath and turned into a fox shape.

After about one stick of incense time, Jiang Ruo found the dozing person above the clouds.Changsheng opened his eyes and looked at the person who came, his eyes were neither sad nor happy, as calm as the sea.

"what happened?"

"What can I do, I lost my way, thanks to you being able to find it so quickly." The last sentence carried an inexplicable meaning, Changsheng smiled dryly, raised his left hand, and Jiang Ruo hurriedly supported him, and he still hadn't left After a few steps, the body fell forward again.

"Longevity!"

Jiang Ruo took him into his arms and patted his cheek with his left hand, "Longevity?"

The complexion of the person in his arms gradually turned pale, and the temperature of his body also disappeared. Jiang Ruo even yelled a few times but didn't see any response from him, picked him up by the waist, and hurried to Changle Xuanqing Mansion.

The color of the red maple was dim, as if it could wither away at any time, Jiang Ruo's heart skipped a beat, he kicked open the palace door with his right foot, and placed the unconscious person in his arms on the couch.

Gently resting his right hand on his wrist, he didn't know much about medical skills, he only pressed it for a long time, only felt that his pulse stopped sometimes, very weak, just like the maple forest outside, ready to wither at any time.

Jiang Ruo helped him up, raised his palm and slowly sent out the spiritual power.Changsheng's complexion gradually slowed down, but at this moment, the Gu poison in his body became agitated untimely.

Jiang Ruo gritted his teeth, swallowed a mouthful of sweet blood, and didn't dare to slack in his palm movements. When the breath of longevity stabilized, it was already half an hour later.

He took off his outer robe for Changsheng, and put on the brocade quilt again. Jiang Ruo didn't even have the strength to stay on the bed at this time. He took a few breaths, looked back at the sleeping man, and thought that this man might need to sleep well. stay.

If he sleeps overnight, then he can stay here insatiably, right...

Jiang Ruo stretched out his hand, sliding his slender fingers from the corner of his lips to his collarbone, gritted his teeth for the last time, lifted the brocade quilt, and lay down carefully.

Only one night, and he will leave tomorrow morning.

The moonlight sprinkled into the hall quietly and without any breath, lest it disturb the two people who were sleeping together.

That night, Jiang Ruo had a dream about the person who shared the bed with him.

Maybe he was really tired. As soon as his head touched the pillow, his consciousness became a little chaotic, and he fell into a dream indistinctly.

Familiar people sit among unfamiliar mountains and rivers.

Jiang Ruo stood in the distance and stared blankly at that person for a long time before he dared to step forward. The kneeling person on the ground slowly opened his eyes. The pool was deep, and Chang Sheng was wearing a long gray robe. , smiled and said nothing.

"Changsheng..." Jiang Ruo boldly held his left hand, looked at him with a deep smile in his eyes, "That's great."

Chang Sheng pressed his hand against his cheek, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

"You are still there." Jiang Ruo replied.

The touch between the fingers is warm and moist, which makes people feel a little dazed. Changsheng raised his eyebrows, and suddenly leaned over, and the two breathed intertwined. He asked lightly: "Jiang Ruo, who do you think I am?"

Changsheng asked this question once when he was drunk not long ago. If the general at that time had not had time to answer, he would have passed away drunk first. If the general wanted to, even if Changsheng was still awake at that time, he would not know how to answer.

Jiang Ruo smiled and said, "You are you."

Changsheng frowned, obviously, this answer did not satisfy him, Changsheng asked persistently: "Who do you think I am?"

Jiang Ruo's eyes were full of smiles, his warm lips pressed against his forehead, Chang Sheng hid, Jiang Ruo held his face in both hands, and said with a frown, "Don't move."

Chang Sheng immediately froze, and then pulled his belt with one hand, as if venting his anger, Jiang Ruo couldn't laugh or cry: "You are like this...you really don't know what to do."

Jiang Ruo took him into his arms, put his chin on his shoulder, and didn't speak, as if it was good to sit like this forever.

Chang Sheng could touch his silver hair by raising his hand. With a twist of his fingers, he circled a pinch for playing, as if he couldn't bear to disturb this moment of tranquility.

The mountain stream was tinkling, Changsheng changed his posture, pinched the back of his neck with one hand, rubbed it gently and slowly, and said, "Jiangruo, let me ask you a few questions."

Jiang Ruo wrapped his arms around his waist, nodded slightly, and said with a smile, "Is there any reward?"

"Greedy." Changsheng glared at him, grabbed his belt and smiled again, "How about a kiss for you?"

Jiang Ruo immediately kissed the corner of his lips unambiguously, "I will know what you want to ask."

Changsheng closed his eyes, fingering the blood crimson bead little by little, like an old monk in meditation, if he didn't urge him, his eyes never left the person in his arms, after a long while, Changsheng asked: "What do you love?"

"The one I love is naturally you."

Changsheng fixedly looked at him, and suddenly there was a little alienation in his eyes that would be unreal, and he continued to ask: "Then what do you hate?"

Jiang Ruo was taken aback, pursing her thin lips tightly.

If he said hate, he hated so many people, but if he thought about it carefully, he would not be able to figure out who he should hate for a while.

He clenched his fingers tightly, and suddenly leaned his head heavily on Chang Sheng's body, his eyes were slack, and he said: "The only thing I hate... is that I love each other and don't know each other."

Changsheng's fingers tightened, and he finally asked, "Then... what do you wish for?"

"May there be joy and no worries."

Changsheng suddenly felt a sore throat, he pressed the back of Ruo's hand to his heart, and pressed his lips tightly.

Seeing his face change unexpectedly, Jiang Ruo was startled, and was startled awake by himself before he stretched out his hand.

The person next to him was sleeping soundly, and the sky was not yet clear, so Jiang Ruo hurriedly got off the bed, dressed and left the dormitory.

On the couch, Chang Sheng woke up leisurely, looked at the screen in the dormitory without saying a word.

When Jiang Ruo came in with green salt water, Chang Sheng was sitting at the desk, rubbing his forehead with one hand, his inner clothes were loose, and his snow-white fur coat was on top, and the dim candlelight added warmth to his face.

Jiang Ruo sat beside him, put down the blue salt water for rinsing his mouth, grabbed his wrist, and asked, "What happened to you yesterday?"

"Go crazy." Changsheng glanced at him from the corner of his eye, rinsed his mouth, and said: "I may have to go out for a few days, you stay in the mansion and take care of yourself."

This means that they don't plan to take him again.

Jiang Ruo's eyes darkened, his face remained silent, he dressed Chang Sheng calmly, and watched him leave.

Changle Xuanqing Mansion became quiet again.

No.: ☆, Chu Yu Junfeng ([-])

Immortals from all walks of life in Jiuchongtian have been quite worried about Immortal Yanye recently, isn't it true that a person who looked elegant and upright is now sickly, and these days his flesh and bones are even worse, and he is very decadent.

So the gods from all walks of life held green tea, while complaining about the misfortune of Xianjun Yanye, while watching the play while nibbling sweet melon seeds.

Gong Yanye was very helpless. He had just returned to the Immortal Mansion with a stack of files that were several inches higher than him, and then he went back to the Tianfangshen Mansion, a hundred and eight thousand miles away, to 'monitor' Xuanqing God.

There is no way, who made Xuanqing Shenjun lose his temper recently and refused to go back to his mansion, who made Kunyu go to visit the world again.

Tianfang Shenfu, before entering the door, there was a smell of wine. Gong Yanye sniffed his nose and entered the mansion cautiously. He found Xuanqing Shenjun who made him 'uneasy' in the plum garden, cleared his throat, I plan to persuade him with good words and let the master go back to his own house.

The person on the recliner was swaying his legs, and there was a plate of green plums that looked good on the stone table beside him. Gong Yanye had just moistened his throat, but before he could speak, the person on the recliner suddenly leaned over and covered it with a handkerchief. After closing his mouth, just when Gong Yanye thought he had committed that damned 'pregnancy reaction' again, Changsheng coughed violently without any warning. tip.

Before Gong Yanye could move, a figure suddenly appeared from the depths of the Merlin, leaning over and patting Changsheng's back lightly.

Gong Yanye didn't know whether to advance or retreat.

Just when he was in a dilemma, Chang Sheng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to signal him to come over.

Gong Yanye nodded and approached, and found that his lips were dry, his eyes were gray and colorless, and asked, "What's wrong with Shenjun?"

"Oh." Wei Ziqing rolled his eyes behind him, and said coldly: "What's the matter, it's not that he entered someone else's spiritual sea without the master's permission a few days ago, he deserves it."

Gong Yanye: "..."

What's going on here?

Changsheng covered his lips and coughed for a while, before he said weakly: "Yan Ye, take care of your affairs first, don't come to Tianfang Shenfu, I will send someone to inform you when you are in the lower realm, and then you can report to Tianjun .”

"Yes." Gong Yanye said in his heart, that would be good, there is no need to torture him, it would be even better if he could return to Changle Xuanqing Mansion.

At this time, Changsheng coughed again, and it didn't stop for a long time. Seeing that he was about to vomit a lot of blood, Gong Yanye shuddered, and immediately turned a corner before he could say it, and changed it into "Shen Jun, please let the sky go!" Rest in the Shenfu, don't worry about other things."

As soon as Gong Yanye left, Chang Sheng stuffed the bloody handkerchief back into his sleeve, and stood up firmly.

Wei Ziqing laughed uncontrollably, and said: "I said you really seem to be cheating people like that. When Yan Ye goes back, he will definitely say: Xuanqing Shenjun is seriously ill on the couch and can't move."

Changsheng did not speak, Wei Ziqing asked again