All the Three Realms know that the Heavenly Emperor has a white moonlight

Under Xu Qingyang and Hu Wei's questioning, Ling Xiao swept away the exile's demeanor that had just escaped from the dust, sat cross-legged on his coffin, and happily told the two about his grievances and entanglements with Shangguan Muyun .

Tan Yuan lay on Ling Xiao's shoulder, lazily listening to him compiling a love-hate love story of supernatural beings, immortals, heroes, and dogs.

After hearing this story, both Xu Qingyang and Hu Wei had complicated expressions.

After a moment of silence, Hu Wei hesitated and said slowly: "This story sounds...somewhat familiar. For example, a little girl named Matchmaker covered you with a chessboard to meet that beautiful woman, and you and my master The fighting method flooded Jinshui Temple...and in the end, you and that beauty turned into butterflies and flew away..."

This is no longer a complicated deception of people's hearts, this is simply looking down on the IQ of the two of them, okay?

If it weren't for the good-looking person opposite, but because of Hu Wei's aesthetics, she would have started to roll up her sleeves to scratch people.

But since Ling Xiao is a great beauty, she naturally has unlimited privileges with her.

Ling Xiao retorted confidently: "I just went through a little bit of artistic processing, understand? Anyway, your master is the villain who tried to destroy our relationship, and I finally killed him with a sword."

Xu Qingyang wiped his face, not wanting to worry about the authenticity of this story for the time being: "Then senior, why is my master still alive?"

Ling Xiao rubbed his chin: "I'm also thinking about this issue, but after thinking about it, there are only two possibilities. Either, before his death, his soul was still alive, and he took away the body of others to parasitize, or, he encountered The nobleman was saved by others. But no matter what it is, as long as he meets me, it is not difficult to die again."

Xu Qingyang: "..."

Ling Xiao saw that the faces of the two people on the opposite side were suffocated, and smiled slightly: "Just kidding, as long as he keeps his own place, I will not shoot him. After all, he has already paid for his previous mistakes with his own life."

The two looked at each other, expressing doubts about Ling Xiao's words.

"Okay, the water-avoiding beads are in my hands. I have use for them, and I won't give them to you. You go back and report to your master. Also, this time you trespassed on the mausoleum of the empress. The heart of the people, I will forgive you once. But if you come again next time, I will not let you leave so easily." Ling Xiao warned with a gentle smile.

Although his tone of voice was very gentle, Xu Qingyang and Hu Wei had to pay attention to the threats in his words.

The two exchanged glances, saluted Ling Xiao cautiously, and then quickly exited the underground palace of the mausoleum.

None of them noticed that an inconspicuous talisman was silently attached to the corner of their clothes.

Ling Xiao looked down at the coffin under him, and suddenly became curious: "By the way, what is buried here?"

Tan Yuan, who was wrapped around his wrist, paused slightly, then closed his eyes and began to rest his mind.

Ling Xiao became more and more curious. He jumped down from the coffin, raised his hand and pushed away the huge jade coffin, which weighed more than a thousand catties, and then easily opened the heavy gold coffin lid below, revealing the bright yellow cushion inside the pure gold coffin.

Inside the coffin, which is big enough for two people to lie down side by side, there is only a one-foot-square rosewood box placed quietly.The engraving of the box is not exquisite, and the gold pattern on it is quite simple, and a purple gold Ruyi lock locks the box.

Ling Xiao picked up the wooden box and weighed it in his hands. Apart from the weight the wooden box should have, he didn't feel anything inside.

"Where's the key?" Ling Xiao stretched out a finger and poked a certain dragon wrapped around his wrist that was pretending to be dead, feeling secretly refreshed.

If he can seize the opportunity to bully the emperor who has retreated, he will never let it go easily.

"Without a key, you can open it with your spiritual power." Tan Yuan lazily replied.

Ling Xiao froze for a moment, and tried to put his aura into the wishful lock, and sure enough, the lock opened with a snap in the next second.

Looking at the Ruyi lock that was loosened, Ling Xiao felt a little nervous in his heart, not knowing what Tan Yuan put in it.

Then he spurned himself in his heart, just to see what was in the box, why was he so nervous?

He collected himself, raised his hand pretending to be calm and opened the box.

Inside the box was a wrapped handkerchief. Ling Xiao held the handkerchief in his hand, but after being surprised, he didn't continue to open the handkerchief, because he already knew what was wrapped in the handkerchief.

Inside the handkerchief was a lock of hair wrapped in red silk that had been cut from both of them on the night when they really belonged to each other.

Recalling that jerky and lingering night, Ling Xiao blushed unconsciously, immediately put the handkerchief in his hand back into the box, covered the coffin lid and jade coffin layer by layer, and threw a dozen or so confinement spells with a wave of his hand, trying to Seal this gorgeous memory together with Qingsi in this narrow underground palace.

"Why are you blushing?" Tan Yuan kept staring at Ling Xiao with his dark golden eyes, seeing that he suddenly threw the handkerchief back into the wooden box like a hot potato, and asked unhurriedly.

However, his crisp childish voice pulled Ling Xiao back from those charming and voluptuous memories. Ling Xiao returned to the ground from the underground palace, and the deceptively cold and aloof look had returned to his handsome face.

"The air inside hasn't circulated for a long time, but it's a bit stuffy." Ling Xiao casually found an excuse that he didn't believe.

Tan Yuan chuckled, and suddenly licked the back of Ling Xiao's hand with his slender dragon tongue without warning.

Ling Xiao's white jade-like face instantly turned red again: "You, you, don't go too far! In broad daylight..."

"You mean, it's fine at night?" Tan Yuan's dark golden eyes sank slightly.

Ling Xiao looked Tan Yuan up and down, and suddenly became more courageous.He smiled softly, and the expression on his face was as innocent as possible: "Even if it is possible, I am afraid that His Majesty the Emperor will be powerless."

Now Tan Yuan can only maintain this youthful appearance, if he wants to show his tongue, Ling Xiao is not in vain at all.

Even if he can't beat Tan Yuan in terms of strength, he has never conceded defeat in terms of his ability to talk.

However, what Ling Xiao regretted was that in the next second, the silver dragon who was lazily wrapped around his wrist suddenly burst out with a majestic force.

I saw a burst of purple light flashing by, and the tall and handsome Emperor Xuanji suddenly appeared on the spot like this, and irresistibly pulled the bewildered Ling Xiao into his arms, and clamped the latter's body tightly with his powerful right hand. Lowering his jaw, he unceremoniously lowered his head and kissed the slightly raised water-colored lips.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, and Ling Xiao had no time to react, or in other words, he didn't want to react.

Looking at the handsome face close at hand, Ling Xiao stared, bearing the other's domineering kiss and not-so-gentle plunder, and kept tracing the other's deep eyebrows and eyes with his eyes.

Tan Yuan raised his hand to cover Ling Xiao's round eyes, and continued to toss and turn to deepen the kiss.

Ling Xiao blinked, and her thick and curly eyelashes kept gently scraping the opponent's palm.

Tan Yuan finally stopped speechlessly and let go of his hands, but kept rubbing the tip of his nose lightly against Ling Xiao's cheek: "You have no power, huh?"

Ling Xiao swallowed: "Has the emperor's cultivation recovered?"

Tan Yuan raised his hand, and gently stroked the bright red cinnabar mole at the corner of Ling Xiao's eye with his thumb: "No, but maintaining the human form for half an hour is not a problem, do you want to try?"

What kind of inappropriate topic is this?

Ling Xiao blushed and wanted to keep talking hard, but when his eyes met Tan Yuan's deep eyes, he didn't dare to continue provoking.

It was because he was too familiar with Tan Yuan's eyes, and he knew very well what would happen to him if he continued to provoke him under such circumstances.

"Since Dijun's body hasn't recovered yet, it's better not to waste spiritual power like this." Ling Xiao conceded defeat cryptically.

He is indeed invincible, but the person in front of him never likes to talk to others, Tan Yuan always likes to act directly, anyway, Ling Xiao is shameless.

As the Marshal of the Heaven Realm, Ling Xiao is naturally not as reckless and casual as when he was crossing the Lower Realm.

Tan Yuan's deep eyes seemed to have seen through Ling Xiao's worries, and after a chuckle, he pressed the back of Ling Xiao's head and kissed the cinnabar mole by the corner of his right eye as light as a feather. Then it turned into a real dragon and wrapped around Ling Xiao's wrist.

Ling Xiao subconsciously raised his hand to touch the cinnabar mole in the corner of his eye, then suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, put on a calm expression, and returned to the appearance of a cold and noble immortal.

He carelessly played with the water-proof bead in his palm, but he was still recalling the lingering kiss just now in his mind.

When this fellow Tan Yuan intends to tease someone, I'm afraid no one in the three worlds can resist his initiative to show affection.

At least as far as Ling Xiao knows, there are [-]% of the celestial fairies in the heavens who have a secret love for Tan Yuan, but Tan Yuan has a bad reputation, and he always puts on a cold expression on weekdays. It scares away ninety percent of the fairies.

The remaining [-]% of the female fairies had the courage and strength to show their favor to the emperor, but they were all rejected by Tan Yuan with a colder attitude.

Counting it, the female fairies that Tan Yuan rejected could all be lined up outside the Nantianmen from the Lingxu Hall hand in hand.

However, such a person who is indifferent to everyone but treats him with extra tenderness, this makes Ling Xiao feel complacent in addition to being pleasantly surprised.

He has the title of the most beautiful woman in the Three Realms, but few people show affection in front of him.Ling Xiao knew in his heart that after all, his reputation was not very good, and no matter how good his skin was, he was nothing under the reputation of killing a god.Even though all the demon cultivators he killed were demon cultivators who were doing harm to the world, but becoming immortal by killing would make people feel that killing is too serious and people would avoid it.

Therefore, after he ascended to the heavens, apart from Emperor Xuanji who needed to use him to achieve certain goals, the only two immortals who could get close to him were Qinglan and Pojun.

However, even though his celestial fate is not very good in the heaven, the emperor of the heaven is his target.Tan Yuan treats thousands of admirers with cold eyes, but treats him differently.

This alone is enough for Ling Xiao to let go of the indifference of others.

The weak water is three thousand, and he has this scoop to drink, which is enough.

The author has something to say:

Ling Xiao: Although she is good-looking, but the killing is too heavy, no one likes it, I am wronged.

Everyone in the heaven was even more aggrieved: We are not afraid that the beauty will be too murderous, we are just afraid that the emperor standing behind the beauty will be too murderous.

Xuanji: Humph!