"Senior Brother Fenghe, no matter what, she is already Xiaoyu's wife." After saying that, he turned to the person in front of him and said: "Senior Brother Qiwu... I remember... you have to get up at midnight every day and light a stick of osmanthus incense... in order to Fall asleep, right?”
"That's right! What's wrong, Xiaoyu?" All the disciples in the sect know about this habit of his.
"I have some important things here. Please keep them for me, Senior Brother Qiwu, and give them to me when I wake up." He took out his moon-white purse and a piece of paper from his arms, which read "As entrusted by Jing Yu, I will return the moon-white purse when he wakes up."
"You kid...what? Are you afraid that your senior brother will swallow up your private money?" Qi Wu smiled angrily. He felt sorry for and helpless for this young junior brother. How could he mess with that big witch so easily?
"Brother, please put it together with your osmanthus fragrance." That way, you won't forget it...
As soon as the words fell, the person fainted.
"Xiaoyu!..."
Returning to the Immortal City, Yunran carried Wuyou into the wooden house, and within a week, he cast thunder nets all over the sky.
In the distance, "Brother, did daddy forget about us?"
Liu Yunchen had a small mouth and his eyes were watery, as if the golden beans would fall down in the next second.
Liu Yunyu looked at the wooden house, his eyes were slightly warm, and he said to the little man beside him: "Listen, daddy probably has a lot to say to mommy, we have a long time to come, why not, let's go and sit at Uncle Ye's place first ?" My mother is back, I wonder if she will like me?
"Um."
Just as the two of them were about to take a step, the "little tail" following behind them also raised its feet.
"Hey! Can you stop using the same face as me!" Liu Yunchen said angrily to Shenyou.
Shenyou glanced at Liu Yunyu, but the other person had a cold and repulsive face, so Shenyou had no choice but to shift his gaze to his toes.
Looking at the appearance of his younger brother, Liu Yunyu said: "Okay, let's go together."
"Yes, little master." Shenyou could sense the deep divine power of the two of them. He could serve the master without suffering any disadvantages. On the contrary, this was a major event to "glorify the ancestors."
Hearing his brother's compromise, Liu Yunchen lost his fighting spirit: "Your name is Shenyou? Why did my mother give you this name?"
Shenyou thought for a while and said, "My master said that before my body moved, my mind was already far away. I wandered through the surroundings and experienced the spiritual contemplation."
Hearing this, Liu Yunchen frowned: "What do you mean?" It's a bit profound to travel around the place and experience the gods...
"It's very simple. Master hopes that I can become a god." Shenyou said smugly.
Liu Yunyu curled his thin lips and said, "Then you have to work hard. There is only one person in the Holy Golden Dragon clan who has become a god so far. It's a pity..." In the end, he became a demon.
This caused the entire Holy Golden Dragon clan to become inferior demon dragons, thus losing the qualification to become a god.
"Brother, I've heard the story about the dragon. What's his name?"
Liu Yunyu replied calmly: "Bo Yan, his name is Bo Yan." He answered Liu Yunzhen's question, but what he saw in his eyes was the confused fugue.
"Let's go."
As soon as he opened his mouth, Shen Youbian followed obediently behind him again. Although his stature was only slightly smaller, his aura was as high as heaven and earth.
Liu Yunyu thought that he could become a god again for the Holy Golden Dragon clan, but the premise was that the wandering gods must be peaceful and loyal to their master, otherwise...
There is no need for this lineage to exist in the world anymore.
Shenyou followed the two of them in a daze. He had been in the Wujie Tower the whole time. From breaking out of the shell to receiving the order, he had been waiting in order to cover up the sins of his body.
only……
However, someone dug it out after a while, and Fuyou was at a loss. What exactly happened back then? He has no idea.
"Shenyou, what's wrong with you? We decided to have dumplings for lunch, what about you? Do you want to eat together?" Nighthawk saw that the little guy was distracted, so he asked patiently.
Shenyou nodded, his whole body listless.
Liu Yunchen looked at it and got annoyed: "Hey! Why are you so upset if I don't let you and I share the same face?
? It’s not like I’m going to let you change now…”
"No...no."
Liu Yunyu took a look and said: "Shenyu, mother said you can do it, then you can definitely do it." As long as he is good enough, he doesn't need to pursue the "wolf ambition" of the Shengjinlong clan. You know, the realm of the ninth level. , is where he holds power.
Hearing this, Shenyou immediately raised his head happily and nodded like a pestle, "Yes, little master, Shenyou can definitely do it!"
"Ye..." Facing Nighthawk, Fuyou didn't know what to say.
"Just call them uncle," Nighthawk said with a smile.
"Uh-huh, Uncle Ye, Fuyu wants to eat a hundred." What are dumplings? He hasn't eaten yet...
"Huh? Oh, okay, okay."
In the wooden house, Yunran and Wuyou kept looking at each other until their breath gradually became turbid and even the air began to become hot and dry.
"Ma'am...I want to..."
His blue eyes were like the boundless universe, and Wuyou blinked in confusion.
This silent invitation made Yunran's throat tighten. He hooked the person with his big hand, and his clothes gradually fell off...
"Husband..."
"My husband is here, it's me." As he said that, Yun Ran's eyes showed endless dark desire, and he deliberately crushed and fiddled with her, making Wuyou couldn't help but tremble slightly.
"Be good, don't be afraid." Yunran could feel Wuyou's resistance. Although she didn't say anything, Yunran still noticed that that person left a bad feeling for her.
"Husband..."
Wuyou's little hand stubbornly pressed against Yun Ran's hot chest, preventing him from getting any closer.
"It's me, husband. Be good and raise your head." He guided slowly in a hoarse voice.
When Wuyou raised his eyes to see the other person's face clearly, he couldn't help but exude an alluring fragrance.
For a moment, Yunran was "on edge", breathing in confusion, and the air seemed to be forced to freeze at this moment.
It's him!
It's really him!
Her husband...
The tip of his nose was instantly occupied by this strange fragrance. Yunran could no longer control himself, and the air suddenly boiled and rolled.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Within a moment, Wuyou was left with only pitiful whimpering.
Yunran picked up the sweating Wuyou, with a smile on his lips, and swallowed the tears on her cheeks bit by bit. Z.br>
"Ma'am, surrendering so quickly...huh?"
This is just the beginning...
Wuyou shook his head in protest: "Well...husband..."
"My husband is here, are you thirsty? Do you want to drink some water to moisten your throat?" His voice was gentle and mellow, and Wuyou couldn't resist his temptation at all.
"Good boy, come here, I will feed you, husband." He drank the water in one gulp, and then poured it into Wuyou's mouth. Within a moment, Wuyou felt a little top-heavy.
"Husband, I can't drink anymore..." Her voice was small, like a kitten coquettishly speaking.
