My Taoist Companion Thumb Demon

Seeing Su Qingyun lying on the stone drunk, the two sorcerers who were watching the night couldn't help smiling at each other. Although the green plum wine was spicy, it could refresh them. Even if they drank half of it, they still wouldn't get drunk.The monk from the outside world is too small to drink, and actually downed three glasses.

Shaking their heads, they continued to pour wine, raised their glasses and clinked each other, and when they were about to drink it all down, suddenly their hairs stood on end, they put down their glasses at the same time, and stared at a certain point in front of them warily.

The bonfire illuminated half of the camp, and the two sorcerers clearly saw a levitating fish quickly approaching the bonfire.

Ok?

fish!

They put their hands on the knives at their waists quickly, and stared at the approaching fish, which weighed more than ten kilograms, covered in white scales, and floated stiffly and vertically.

This is not a live fish.

One of the sorcerers in blue took a closer look and finally found a small black spot in front of the fish.

It's that little doll!

When the two sorcerers were stunned, Jun Xuanmo slammed down the fat fish, threw it on the rocks beside the campfire, put away the burning soul scythe, and rushed to Su Qingyun's side quickly, smelling the smell of the fish emanating from him. The smell of alcohol made me frown.

"You give him wine?" He asked the two sorcerers sullenly.

The sorcerer, who had been intimidated by his terrifying realm coercion, shook his head neatly. "No, no, no, it is... Mr. Su wants to drink."

Although they greeted the first cup, the next two cups were indeed requested by Mr. Su himself.They're not lying, are they?

The strength of this little puppet is extraordinary, even the barbarians who have transformed into fetuses are afraid of him, once they cover their faces, they will run away. How dare they, ordinary sorcerers, do anything wrong in front of him.

Jun Xuanmo fell on Su Qingyun's shoulder, lightly grabbed a strand of his hair, stared at his fascinated expression, a trace of tenderness flashed in his purple eyes.

The two sorcerers squatted aside in bewilderment, and took a cautious look, only to see the little puppet the size of a thumb rubbing against Mr. Su's face, with a look of affection.They couldn't help being surprised.Could it be... this little puppet is Mr. Su's magic weapon?

Jun Xuanmo's small palm patted Su Qingyun's cheek, not only did not wake him up, but he almost slapped him flat like a mosquito.He dodged Su Qingyun's slap, suspended in the air, and arrogantly issued orders to the two sorcerers.

"Do you have any spare rugs?"

The sorcerer in blue was taken aback. "This... Mr. Su has a felt bag?"

He remembered that when he first camped in this oasis, he specially arranged a spacious and comfortable felt bag for Mr. Su.

"Someone has taken that rug, so you can build another rug for us, it's okay if it's smaller, as long as we can rest." Jun Xuanmo said.

The sorcerer didn't dare to resist, so he acted immediately, took out the materials for making felt bags from the storage bag, and worked hard for two quarters of an hour in the open space to build a delicate little felt bag.After wiping off their sweat, they respectfully came to the little devil.

"It's...it's done." The Tsing Yi Shaman said.

Jun Xuan Mofei went over to check, and after a while, he came out satisfied, saw Su Qingyun lying on the stone, glanced at the two sorcerers, rubbed his little hands, and the strong devilish energy circled towards Su Qingyun. With a pull, Su Qingyun's whole body was lifted up by his devilish energy.

The two sorcerers blinked and watched helplessly as the little puppet floated Mr. Su all the way into the felt bag, and they breathed a sigh of relief when the curtain was lowered.Picking up the wine glass placed on the stone, he took a sip, suppressing his shock.

"That fish..." The sorcerer in blue bumped the sorcerer in brown with his elbow.

"Fish?" The sorcerer in brown was at a loss.

"The fish brought by the little puppet." The sorcerer in blue licked the corner of his mouth.

The brown-clothed sorcerer saw the fat fish thrown by the campfire, his eyes lit up, he clicked his tongue, and said, "This fish is not small, and it is white and fat, how about...grilling it and eating it? As an appetizer? "

"That's exactly what I mean." The sorcerer in blue nodded sharply.

As soon as they said it, they cleaned up the fish and inserted it on the branch to roast. A gust of cold wind blew by. They raised their heads in horror and saw the little doll floating in front of them, with a dangerous gleam in its purple eyes.

The sorcerer in blue almost couldn't hold the fish in his hand, tremblingly said: "This fish..."

"Burn a pot of hot water for this deity." Jun Xuanmo ignored the fish roasting in the fire and said to them expressionlessly.

"Ah? Oh? Hot water——" the blue-clothed sorcerer stuffed the branch into the brown-clothed sorcerer's hand, got up quickly, went to a nearby clear spring to fetch a pot of water, and then returned to the campfire, using stones He built a stove, put the iron pot on the stone stove, attracted fire, lit the stone stove, kept adding firewood, and even used some witchcraft to make the fire more prosperous. After a while, the water boiled, and he Take out a carved wooden washbasin and pour hot water into it.

"My lord, the hot water is ready." He said sincerely as if asking for credit.

"Follow me." Jun Xuanmo flew towards the felt bag.

The sorcerer in blue followed, walked a few steps, and turned around to speak to the sorcerer in brown.The sorcerer in brown turned the fish over, licked his lips, and smiled with his eyes forming a line.

Leave half of the fish for him?hehe.

The sorcerer in green, carrying a hot water basin, stepped into the felt bag lightly. There was a comfortable lighting stone in the felt bag. There was a person lying on the only bed, which was Mr. Su.

"Put down the basin, you can go out." Jun Xuanmo said to him.

The sorcerer in blue heaved a sigh of relief, put the tub on the low table, turned around and left.

Jun Xuanmo came to the bed and looked down at Su Qingyun who was lying on the bed.The drunk Su Qingyun was very obedient, lying motionless on the bed, sleeping soundly, the sorrow between his brows seemed to have dissipated, his handsome features were very soft, with a warm luster.

After watching for a long time, he suddenly remembered something, flew to the end of the bed, put his hand on Su Qingyun's boots, and pulled them out vigorously, but the boots did not move at all. The boots were taken off and neatly placed beside the bed.

Without the restraint of the boots, Su Qingyun stretched his legs relaxedly.

Jun Xuanmo flew to his neckline, helped him unbutton his inner coat, and pulled it to the sides, revealing his white neck and sexy collarbone.

Su Qingyun tilted his head, and his breathing became easier.

Jun Xuanmo raised his hand and pulled the Ice Soul Shocking Sword on his head, with a helpless expression on his face.If it is to restore the real body, why is it so troublesome?He had already helped the younger brother take off his magic robe neatly and let him sleep comfortably.

He took out a small silk cloth from the yin-yang bead pendant, flew to the side of the wooden basin, wet the small silk cloth in hot water, wrung it dry, then flew to the bed, and carefully wiped Su Qingyun's face.

Full forehead, picturesque eyebrows, straight nose bridge, white jade cheeks, pink lips, smooth chin and round earlobes.

He wiped it seriously, went back and forth between the bed and the tub several times, scrubbed the small silk cloth constantly, and wiped Su Qingyun's face, neck, and hands with warmth.In fact, the monk's body is extremely clean, and Su Qingyun has been soaked in the fine nectar for washing the tendons and cutting the marrow, and his body is already extraordinary. His jade-like skin is as white as frost, smooth and tender, and free from dirt.But he would be more comfortable when he was drunk and scrubbed with warm water.

After finishing his work, Jun Xuanmo threw the small silk cloth into the water, came to the bed, sat upright on the pillow, and stared at Su Qingyun through the soft light of the lighting stone.

Su Qingyun didn't feel it, he didn't know what kind of dream he had, his expression was relaxed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Jun Xuanmo's eyes were darkened, his small body floated up, floated to his lips, leaned closer, and lightly pecked his lips.

Su Qingyun felt itchy, and involuntarily stuck out his tongue to lick it, but Jun Xuanmo couldn't dodge it, Baozi's face was licked to the point of drool, he flew away in a hurry, his eyes widened, speechless.

If it was slower, he might be sucked into his mouth by that tongue.

With a dark face, he flew to the wooden basin, picked up the small silk cloth, wrung it dry, and washed his face.Back on the bed again, not daring to act rashly, pulled a strand of Su Qingyun's hair and lay down on the pillow to rest.

Su Qingyun was drunk, and after an unknown period of time, when he was half asleep and half awake, he heard his senior brother calling.

"...Senior Brother...can you help Senior Brother draw the sword from his head?"

Su Qingyun opened his eyes in a daze, and Xiao Mozun's steamed bun face came into his eyes, and he subconsciously poked it with his finger.

Jun Xuanmo was poked straight by him, stretched out his hand to hug Zhu Qingyun's fingers, and said seriously: "Please also draw out the sword on the senior brother's head as soon as possible."

"No." Although Su Qingyun was drunk, he still hadn't lost his memory.Brother wants him to draw his sword?no way!

After snorting, he turned around, buried his face in the silk quilt, and ignored Jun Xuanmo.

Jun Xuanmo stared at his gracefully curved back, with a bulging face.The beautiful scenery is in front of me, but I can't kiss Fangze, I just want to look up to the sky and sigh.He pinched the center of his eyebrows, feeling a little annoyed.In the realm of chance, unexpectedly being provoked by that guy's boring words, he fell into a demon, lost his mind, and did such a thing to Qing Yun, but now it's good, Qing Yun avoids him like a snake and a scorpion.

He grabbed a strand of Su Qingyun's hair, and continued to sleep resignedly.

The morning sun shone in the camp, the sorcerers got up one after another, the sorcerer king was sitting in the felt bag, and Lei Xin was waiting to bring him the soup, he took it and drank it slowly.

"Master Su and the others got up?" Qin Linfeng asked.

"I heard from Xiao Li that Mr. Su drank a few glasses of wine with them at night, and he was so drunk that he was unconscious by that..." Lei Xing paused, approaching the Witch King's ear, and said softly, "Being led by that little puppet. I went to rest in the newly built felt bag, but I haven't got up yet."

Tang Linfeng paused while drinking the soup, and said, "Don't call that venerable a puppet again. If I guessed correctly, he is a demon cultivator, and he must be in the realm of a demon venerable."

"Demon Lord?" Lei Xin was startled.Demon Venerable is equivalent to Wu Venerable, but that is an unattainable realm.No wonder when he appeared last night, Liao Jin saw that something was wrong and ran away.

"I'll tell you to go on, don't rush to clean up, wait for Mr. Su to wake up, and then leave." Qin Linfeng said.

"Yes." Lei Xin received the order respectfully, strode out of the felt bag, and gave orders to others.

After Lin Feng finished drinking the soup, he leaned on the reclining chair and touched his eyes which were tied up with black silk scarves.

Liao Jin...finally went against him.

The sound of horses barking and shouting makes the oasis alive in the morning.In the exquisite and small felt bag, the person on the bed groaned softly and turned his body. The sound from outside was transmitted to the felt bag, which seemed a little far away.

Su Qingyun slowly opened his eyes, saw the unfamiliar decoration, and sat up vigilantly, a small ball fell from his hair and landed on the silk quilt.

He stroked his aching forehead and stared at Jun Xuanmo who was lying on the silk quilt.