Xianjun Breeding Guide

Chapter 18

Wen Qianxiao brushed away the demonic energy of confusing the real with one hand, rolled up a corner of his sleeve, slowly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said, "It's fake. But it's true that you won't be punished if you say it."

It was only then that Bai Ziyou realized that he was almost completely surrounded by Wen Qianxiao's arms, and even wet his sleeves.

He was still a little apprehensive: "But here..."

"Some things are inconvenient to talk to people in the main hall, so this deity will come to Furong Water Pavilion. Generally speaking, this place is not allowed to trespass, otherwise, where will the deity's face be put?" Wen Qianxiao patiently explained, "Fortunately, it is Yan Yan who came today. Gui Zhu, otherwise it would be really difficult."

Xiao Xianjun finally figured out what trouble Hua Gao had caused, with a pale face, he became afraid, and whispered: "No wonder City Lord Yan's face is so ugly."

"Gui Zhu has always been timid. He thought he was going to be silenced by the deity, how could his face be any better?"

Bai Ziyou: "?"

Bai Ziyou tried hard to keep up with Mozun's strange train of thought: "Why? Even if you really want to punish me, what does it have to do with City Lord Yan?"

Wen Qianxiao was also very surprised: "A Shuang, why do you think so?"

Xiao Xianjun was surrounded by clouds and fog, stared at him with reddish eyes blankly, and tilted his head.

"The Unnamed Palace has no forbidden places for you, you can go wherever you want. I just didn't expect that you would be so bold as to rush in when there are visitors." Lord Mozun leaned over and bit his pale lips , tasted it briefly, and the rascal said, "Since I let them see it, I can only silence it. How could I be willing to touch you?"

"..." Bai Ziyou pressed his lips that were hot from the kiss, blinked his eyes in panic, fell silent for a while, and whispered, "You really are a fool."

Unfortunately, Lord Mozun has excellent hearing ability, and he heard it clearly, and immediately felt heartbroken: "How dare you say bad things to your face, I really indulge you too much, it's too much."

Bai Ziyou laughed.

He raised his arm, walked around Wen Qianxiao's neck, touched the hair on the back that was bitten by the flower cake, and said, "Shall I help you comb it?"

"Okay." Wen Qianxiao accepted it as soon as she saw it, and led Xiao Xianjun back to the Hall of Ninghe in satisfaction. On the way, she met a beautiful woman carrying a fruit basket, and stopped to give a few instructions in a low voice.

Inside Ninghe Hall.

The gilt censer smells reassuring.

Bai Ziyou untied the red string at the end for him, picked up the white jade crescent comb, carefully smoothed out the knotted place, and combed it again and again from the beginning to the end.

Wen Qianxiao propped her chin on the table, sitting crookedly, very comfortable.He glimpsed the little fairy standing behind him from the bronze mirror, and couldn't move his eyes for some reason.

Bai Ziyou paused, and said, "...what are you looking at?"

"Look at you."

Xiao Xianjun is used to this level of teasing, rolled his eyes, combed the hair for the last time, tied a red string to the end of his hair, straightened the two diamond-shaped silver ornaments, and said: "Okay."

Wen Qianxiao closed her eyes and boasted wildly: "It's so beautifully combed, Ah Shuang, you have such a skillful hand."

Bai Ziyou pursed his lips.

In the past, Mengze would let herself serve the daily life, but she never said the word "good".

Feeling sour for no reason, he gently put down the crescent comb, and was about to find an excuse to return to Fengzhulou, when someone outside the door softly said: "My lord, the yam soup is ready."

Wen Qianxiao moved her fingers, retracted the restriction on the door, and said lazily: "Come in."

The beauty put down the small cup containing the yam soup, lifted the lid, and bowed her knees to leave.

This steaming sweet snack smelled very tempting, although it didn't smell like aura, but Bai Ziyou couldn't help but cast a second glance.

A cup of yam was ground into a paste, steamed white and thin, sprinkled with a layer of icing sugar, and decorated with two red dates, full of color and fragrance.

Wen Qianxiao pushed the small cup in front of him, and said with a smile, "A Shuang, are you hungry?"

Bai Ziyou was startled: "For me?"

"Your hands were so cold just now, so the deity asked the kitchen to make some hot desserts, and I was shocked after eating them."

"You don't eat?"

"There's no reason to keep a copy of the snack for apology. Eat it quickly, or it will get cold if you don't eat it."

Xiao Xianjun nodded in a daze, picked up the spoon and took a sip.

Soft and smooth, sweet and glutinous, it is as delicious as the flower cake Wen Qianxiao gave her before.

The fear of stepping into the air like facing the abyss was finally swallowed into the stomach along with the yam soup, and the whole person felt at ease.Bai Ziyou ate half of the cup, turned his head to look at Wen Qianxiao, took another bite, and looked at him again.

"What are you looking at, Ah Shuang?"

"Look at you."

"Does it look good?"

Xiao Xianjun lowered her eyes, stirred the remaining soup with a spoon, and said nothing.

Seeing that he was too shy to speak, Wen Qianxiao couldn't help but leaned over to kiss his cheek, rubbed his hair, and said, "I should go. Ah Shuang, wait for me to come back."

"Ah."

The door of the hall was closed with the breeze, and it was suddenly quiet, and the hall of Ninghe immediately became deserted.

After Bai Ziyou ate the yam soup by himself, he sat still for a long while before he remembered that he forgot to bring the ferret back.

It doesn't really matter.

He slowly rolled up his sleeves, activated his spiritual power, stared at the slowly emerging red marks on his arms, tightened the corners of his mouth, and showed displeasure in his eyes.Last time I spent so many spirit stones but couldn't solve the lock, this time I have to go to Ruanhonglou again while the Demon Lord is away.

Bai Ziyou stood up, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the white jade crescent comb, he paused slightly, and couldn't help surging up the emotions that had just been suppressed.

He pinched his palm hard, trying to wake himself up.For a moment just now, I was really indulging in the warmth that was even more unreal than a dream, and I felt that it was not bad to just stay in the Unnamed Palace like this.

But the dream is to wake up after all.

The Windy City is west of the Nemesis.

The west is the place closest to the moat, monsters cannot come and go freely, but the human race is not restrained.

Unbounded Niehai is rich in minerals. At first, only the small faction was tempted, risking being spurned by the world, secretly traveling to Tianzhu, and trading with the monsters with herbs and food from the world.

Countless monks died in the first few years, and the monsters were cruel and greedy, killing and looting were hard to guard against, and those who did this business were regarded as outlaws.Later, Niehai Demon Lord was born, and re-divided this vast and endless land of misery into 64 regions, made the original demon generals the city lords, and laid down hundreds of rules for trading with the world, restraining those lawless of monsters.

Since then, this business road that straddles the two worlds has gradually prospered.

However, since ancient times, monsters have not been educated, and they don't know much about those morals. When they are full, they will start to twist their minds and try to find more benefits.

Rumors spread everywhere in Fengcheng, and the city lord could hardly absolve himself of the blame, and he might have to eat inside and outside.

The rumors near Tianchao are the easiest to flow, presumably the world will soon know what shameless deed Bailu Xianjun did, and who did it - just ask.

Without much effort, Wen Qianxiao frightened the Lord of Fengcheng and confessed everything.

Just a few days ago, Ling Yunhui, one of the three major caravans, came to his door in the middle of the night, bringing a large amount of precious herbs and food, and asked him to let go of those half-true rumors.

But then the rumors intensified and gradually got out of control, and even the city lord of Fengcheng became afraid, especially the most vicious one in the teahouse and wine shop in the past two days: Niehai Mozun has been bewitched to gossip, and a contract will be held soon In the grand ceremony, he became a Taoist couple with Bailu Xianjun.

This rumor spread very widely, regardless of whether it is true or not, I will be unlucky.

Is this worth it? !

The city lord was so anxious that he was ready to stop the rumors, but before he could take any action, Mozun had already rushed to Xingshi to question him.

The Lord of Fengcheng knelt at Wen Qianxiao's feet, weeping bitterly and said: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, spare your life! This subordinate is a little out of his wits, I don't know if Your Majesty and Bailu Xianjun are really in love with each other, and they are about to marry each other. Taoist companion. I knew this before, even if I gave my subordinates ten courages, I would not dare to spread those groundless rumors to slander the fairy! I beseech my lord, my lord, spare my life!"

Wen Qianxiao rubbed her chin and thought to herself: "The caravan has always been controlled by the Immortal Sect, and the Immortal Sect mostly obeys the Immortal Monarch behind it. Who is behind the Lingyun Society? I don't remember clearly."

"My lord, Ling Yunhui was just an inconspicuous small caravan two years ago, but since it was replaced by a fairy king, it has become a famous caravan in the evil sea in just two years." Fengcheng The city lord only wanted to make up for his mistakes, and he knew everything without saying anything, "I remember, I remember that the fairy's name is... Mengze."