Demon

Because the snake monster delayed their journey, when it got dark, they were still some distance away from Lin Town, so they could only sleep in the open.

Cen Guan lit a fire, took out dry food, and finished dinner with clean water.Yu Ya caught a bird and was playing with his claws.

Cen Guan grabbed it back, stretched out his hand to release the bird with white eyes, and said to Yu Ya: "Drink some water."

Yu Ya turned his head in disdain, but stared at Cen Guan's wrist and swallowed.

Cen Guan said: "No."

Yu Ya rolled on his lap: "Just one bite, I'm starving to death, Daoist..."

Cen Guan was unmoved at all, Yu Ya rolled around for a long time, seeing that Cen Guan ignored him at all, he had already leaned against the tree and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

With a thought, he transformed into a human form, ripping off the tight clothes on his body in twos and twos. His long black hair was draped over his fair shoulders, and with that pretty monstrous face. I don't know if it is a serious monster.

The flames flickered, illuminating the surroundings, Yu Ya put his hand on Cen Guan's shoulder, and hummed, "Master Daoist."

The two words were yelled by him in nine twists and eighteen turns, each with a small hook, twisted and twisted, and got into the ear, as if crawling into a small insect.

Cen Guan was still in a leisurely posture leaning against the tree with his sword in his arms, without even trembling his eyelashes. Yu Ya was dissatisfied with being ignored, so he simply got up and used both hands to break Cen's closed eyes.

When Cen Guan finally opened his eyes because of his annoyance, he angrily said, "Am I not good-looking?"

Cen Guan sized him up and praised him, "It looks good."

He was so frank, which made Yu Ya's previous actions so light that they could not be realized.

He burrowed into Cen Guan's care as if his whole body was boneless, and rubbed Cen Guan's collarbone with his thin, white and beautiful hands as if suggestive.

Cen Guan said: "Are you learning from today's snake demon?"

Yu Ya was taken aback for a moment, then annoyed: "It's so ugly, what is there for me to learn!"

Cen Guan said lightly: "The waist is soft."

Yu Ya was about to explode with anger: "You stinky Taoist priest, you can even have dirty/dirty thoughts about that ugly snake monster, lewd//stick, rascal!"

Cen Guan straightened the clothes that were messed up by Yu Ya: "Which of the two of us is more rascal?"

Now Yu Ya knew he wanted to save face again, if he could not be soft, he would be tough, and he would attack violently, grabbing Cen Guan's wrist and biting upwards.

While the two were tossing and turning, a burnt smell came, and the tip of Yu Ya's nose twitched. He was still trying to figure out what it was, but Cen Guan quickly grabbed a strand of Yu Ya's long hair, and quickly extinguished the sparks on it. .

Yu Ya jumped up with a loud voice, grabbing the curly and gray tail of his hair, trembling with distress.

Cen Guan knocked the ashes off his hands, and found that Yu Ya was still staring blankly at the hair he was holding in his hands, and his eyes were gradually turning red.

Cen Guan wondered, "Aren't you going to cry?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Ya curled his lips and actually shed two tears, which shocked Cen Guan.

Yu Ya walked to a place far away from the fire, holding his hair in his hands and feeling unrequited, the previous energy of tossing people was gone, he looked a bit pitiful.

Cen Guan really couldn't understand his grief, and said: "Just cut off the end of the hair, so you can't see it."

The end of his hair was burnt, and a handful of gray-black fine powder fell out when he touched it. Yu Ya had no choice but to obediently ask Cen Guan to cut his hair with red eyes, and even told him "be careful" more than ten times. .

His hair was long and thick, and cutting off the burnt part didn't show any major impact at all, but Yu Ya was extremely picky, feeling that his suave and suave appearance had been completely ruined.

Cen Guan saw that he looked a little listless, smoothed his hair for him, and said softly, "Aren't you hungry?"

Yu Ya leaned over uninterestedly, and before Cen Guan could say anything more, he put on a face so sad that he had no appetite, and grabbed Cen Guan's wrist quickly and ruthlessly.

Daoist Cen felt that he might have been fooled, but when he lowered his head, Yu Ya's eyes were still red, and his brows were frowned, looking aggrieved and pitiful.

Even so, the movements of his mouth were unambiguous, and he drank very happily, the small horns on his head and the wings on his back inadvertently exposed, flapping happily.

Daoist Cen tentatively moved his arm, and Yu Ya held it down abruptly, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he quickly returned to his pitiful appearance.

Cen Guan touched the little horn on his head, and sighed secretly, let him go.

Yu Ya still refused to approach the fire when he was sleeping, and stayed on the edge of the fire. Cen Guan didn't care about him, and leaned against the fire to take a nap.

The dew fell at night, and the surrounding temperature also dropped. Cen Guan didn't fall asleep, thinking about the past few days.

Yu Ya is too strange, eating people seems to have been deliberately trained the day after tomorrow. Moreover, it has been nearly ten days since he escaped from the barrier-free tower, and there is no movement in Xuxuan Mountain. Cen Guan sent a letter to Xuxuan Mountain, but Also nowhere.

Then there is today's snake monster, a strange beast like a two-tailed snake, which is rare. The snake monster has a huge body and strong monster power. Unpsychic.

What is its purpose?Yu Ya has been suppressed under the pagoda for at least 20 years. Now it seems that his memory and mana were damaged when he fled. How to gather companions?And the changes in him...

All kinds of thoughts were intertwined in a chaotic manner, like a ball of thread that could not find its end, and Cen couldn't help feeling a little uneasy under his concern.

At this time, there was a strange movement around him, and Cen Guan slowly opened his eyes.

Yu Ya rolled to Cen Guan's side in his sleep, hugged him and rubbed against him, feeling warmer, buried his head in Cen Guan's concern and did not move.

His clothes were messy, if it wasn't for the cloth belt tied around his waist, he would have been naked all over his body.Cen Guan's eyes darkened for a moment, and he reached out to help him gather his clothes.

He moved very lightly, covering up his fair skin, and the black clothes made Yu Ya's face even more white. Cen thought in a vague way that he would match the red clothes very well.

He didn't notice for a while, but Yu Ya grabbed his wrist.

The corners of Yu Ya's mouth curled up into a smile, sweet and beautiful, his eyes were shining like stars in the sky in the night, and he said softly, "Why is the Taoist priest doing this, anyway, I want to take it off for you to see."

Cen Guan frowned, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Yu Ya's strength was so great at the moment, he pulled Cen Guan's body down with all his strength, their eyes met, only an inch away.

Yu Ya's eyes were bent, and the smile inside was stronger, and he moved his lips to Yu Ya's ear.

Cen Guan's eyes were still calm: "You are tossing around again..."

Before he finished speaking, his words disappeared between his lips and teeth, and Yu Ya lightly licked Cen Guan's lips.

Cen Guan's breathing became imperceptibly quick, and a sly look flashed in Yu Ya's eyes, just as he was about to go deep, a golden light flashed, and he had already been pushed away by Cen Guan.

A rare look of anger appeared on Cen Guan's face: "What do you want to do, you monster?"

Yu Ya didn't panic at all, and his smile became sweeter.

"I'm just doing what the Taoist priest wants to do," he said with innocent doubts in his voice, "Isn't the Taoist priest always thinking about it?"

Cen Guan immediately drew his sword, but Yu Ya didn't seem to see it, and continued to smile: "Twenty years have passed, the little Taoist priest has grown so big, do you still remember me?"

Cen was concerned and suddenly became a little confused, and the memory of reality quickly faded away. Back many years ago, a giant snow-white beast lay on the ground, stretched out its wings at him, and gently caressed his face.It has pure white and spotless fluff, and the edges of its wings are dyed with the golden color cast by the sun, so beautiful that it seems that it does not belong to this world.

Cen Guan's hand finally lifted and gently wrapped around his shoulders.