An Chang Shang Xiao

In the end, Po Meng still didn't go back with the ghost king. He didn't know where the energy came from to make him fight against the ghost king.

Maybe it's self-knowledge.

It is not worthy at all, why bother to entangle, it will only be annoying.

He didn't bring anyone back, so the ghost king definitely didn't intend to give up easily.After wasting so much energy and suffering such grievances, she came to find Po Meng, but the other party didn't give her face.

That being the case, keep annoying him until he is willing to leave with him.

The two were one behind the other, and the ghost king would follow Po Meng wherever she went, and whenever she did something, the ghost king would come and ask her a few times.Even the very patient Meng Po couldn't stand him gossiping like this.

He chewed until he flustered.

"Can you..." After holding back for a long time, Granny Meng finally couldn't bear it anymore and opened her mouth.

Seeing him talking, the ghost king suddenly rejoiced: "What can I do? Take you back? Of course it's no problem!"

He asked and answered all of a sudden, and didn't think about what Po Meng would say later.

"Can you stop bothering me?"

"...Hey, Meng Po." The ghost king called him, showing some impatience on his face, "I have never been so humble to a few people... no, I can only do this to you, sometimes I just think about it." , Did I treat you too well before?"

"If this is considered good," Granny Meng chuckled, "then there should be no goodness in the world."

"Is that why you don't want to see me?" Ghost King asked.

think.How could you not want to.

You are on my mind all the time.

……is that useful?

Wishful thinking, not enterprising.

It's not good to spoil you.

"A side is enough, a word is enough." Meng Po replied.

The ghost king was stunned: "What... mean?"

"It's nothing." Granny Meng changed the meaning of her words, "It's enough to look at you, and just say a word. It's annoying to watch too much, and tired to talk too much."

"..."

The second half of the sentence is obviously what he didn't want to add.

Some people are affectionate and silent, and they are alone; others are dull and repulsive.

……

Before jumping off the cliff, Kantianyu Cliff belonged to the category surrounded by immortal energy, but it was only after reaching the cliff pass that there were many dark caves beside the cliff.

Looking deeper, it is a piece of white bones, not all human corpses, there are also skeletons with deformed long bones.There are more corpses in the cave than the whole skeleton, they are piled up here and there, and the wind seems to be coming.

Inside the bright red barrier, Wu Anchang still hunched his head in Mu Xiao's embrace.

"Little follower," Mu Xiao frowned suddenly looking at the situation in the cave, and then hugged Wu Anchang tighter, "Hold it well."

"Don't call me little follower," Wu Anchang arched Mu Xiao, "I don't call you Master Angel anymore."

"...What's that called?" Mu Xiao asked.

"Change to the one I called before," Wu Anchang said, "Daoist Xiao."

"You lost your inspiration so soon," Mu Xiao pretended to laugh at him, "Have you used the previous one?"

"Then exchange it," Wu Anchang laughed, "I call you 'Little Angel', how about you call me 'Master Mozun'?"

Mu Xiao laughed lightly after hearing this: "I won't answer this for now."

"Little angel," Wu Anchang rubbed Mu Xiao's lapel again, "I take it as your acquiescence?"

"Whatever you want." Mu Xiao said.

……

The scenery under the Tianyun Cliff is not similar to that of the Heaven Realm.The long stretches of colorful flowers are in full bloom, as if they are immortal. The fragrance is only visible to outsiders, and the cliffs are covered with misty blue. If you look at it from a distance, it looks very similar to the Xuanquan Waterfall, regardless of whether it is true or not.

At the same time as the tip of the shoe touched the ground, the surrounding red light screen also disappeared. Mu Xiao subconsciously wanted to let go of Wu Anchang, but the other party was mischievous and directly pushed himself down among the flowers and grass.

Warm breath came from the ear, and Wu Anchang put his lips and teeth next to Mu Xiao's ear, "Little angel, you haven't responded to me yet."

This kind of teasing made Mu Xiao's ears and eyes a little red, he raised his hand and pushed Wu Anchang almost uselessly: "Idiot...Master Mozun."

He answered Wu Anchang's question just now.

They were lying in the flowers, Wu Anchang waited patiently for a long time, and finally heard another answer from Mu Xiao quietly.

"I'm looking at Baihuaxiang, and I only look forward to you."

Such an elegant sentence is enough to make Wu Anchang think about it for a day.

After a long while, he slowly stood up from Mu Xiao, his eyes lost his focus, he wandered around for countless times, and couldn't figure it out even after thinking about it for a long time, but there always seemed to be a voice murmuring to himself.

"Wu Anchang, are you stupid? I can't tell that he likes you too."

He also... likes me?

Listen carefully, it is Bai Wuchang's delicate voice, with a gentle tone: "Will liking Mu Xiao make you stupid?"

"……No."

Wu Anchang calmed down.

Mu Xiao's words directly made him forget all the people and things in an instant, and he didn't even recognize that it was Bai Wuchang who was talking to him just now.

……

Half of the body, the soft petals of tender grass and flowers are attached to the palms of the hands.Mu Xiao sat on the ground and looked at Wu Anchang with a smile, but what was disturbing was the sudden dull voice in his ears.

"Boy, the task is completed, congratulations." Although Hei Wuchang said so, it was obvious that he was not happy, "I need you to do me a favor now."

"You like to spoil the atmosphere so much?" Mu Xiao asked, "What's the matter?"

"Tell Ah Bai to stay away from Wu Anchang."

"...I can't do it."

"Abaina's tone is obviously wrong." Hei Wuchang continued.

"Jealous?"

"Me? Jealous?" Hei Wuchang snorted reluctantly, "Impossible."

"Is that so?" Mu Xiao glanced at the black light shining on the hangboard at his waist, he could clearly see that there was something wrong with Hei Wuchang's aura, "I don't believe it."

……

After a while, Mu Xiao heard Wu Anchang calling his name not far away.

"Mu Xiao!"

Wu Anchang came jogging, with a smile that he couldn't let go of, he ran in front of Mu Xiao and suddenly hugged the person in front of him.

He could hear the hoarseness and panting in his voice: "Thank you."

"Thank you..." Mu Xiao was taken aback by his action, "Thank you for what?"

"Thank you for giving me the opportunity to be even more special to you."

After hearing this, Mu Xiao turned to smile: "When will I not give you a chance?"

"No."

"As I said before," Wu Anchang laughed silly, "my little angel is very good—very good."

He deliberately lengthened the ending, and boldly rubbed the back of Mu Xiao's head twice when speaking.

"Your hair is so soft, I want to rub it a long time ago."

"..." Mu Xiao didn't object to his presumptuous behavior, "From now on, I'll just rub it for you."

"Little angel..." Wu Anchang's voice was a little trembling, "My dad told me before we broke up, that a person is not even a fart until he is financially independent. So I ran out to deliver the courier in a fit of anger. sent myself to you?"

"So," Mu Xiao listened to his illogical words, and looked up at him, "What do you want to say?"

"I'm your courier, and it's delivered to you." Wu Anchang said, and put his chin on the top of Mu Xiao's head again, "I only recognize you, and you must only want me."

"...Okay," Mu Xiao responded with a smile, "My Lord Mozun."

……

Tired enough, the road still has to go.

At the junction of the Tianyun Cliff and the Demon Realm, one side is so prosperous, and the other side seems to have directly entered the underworld of hell.

Regarding this, Wu Anchang summed it up unsurprisingly: "This demon's aesthetics are really not very good."

Mu Xiao, who was next to him, laughed: "Are you talking about yourself?"

"..."

"Little angel," Wu Anchang frowned, and leaned on Mu Xiao with his shoulder, "Did we... forget something?"

The hang tags on the waists of the two responded at the same time: "Meng Po."

... It's over.

It's over!

"Don't worry," Bai Wuchang comforted Wu Anchang, "He probably won't have time to follow up for a while."

"Yes," Hei Wuchang explained to Mu Xiao again, "After all, the perverted and sick ghost king you mentioned is by his side."

"You don't have to pay attention to your words this time?" Mu Xiao mocked Hei Wuchang.

"No need," Hei Wuchang snorted, "I don't dare to be too presumptuous in front of the ghost king, but to be honest..."

"Brother Ah Chang doesn't like the ghost king very much either." Bai Wuchang answered quickly.

"Well," Hei Wuchang agreed, "The ghost king's style of doing things is really not like that of a normal soul."

The road under his feet was not very smooth, and Wu Anchang was dishonest, looking around Mu Xiao again and again.He couldn't help being watched, even if the opponent was Wu Anchang, Mu Xiao still pushed him unceremoniously.

Now Wu Anchang might be really happy to be a little silly, even if Mu Xiao pushed him, he felt that the other party was acting like a baby, or spread his palms to tickle him.

Thinking about it, I will always have a good time unconsciously.

The feeling of only one person in the eyes will last for a long time, this is a common problem that everyone has with the person they like.

There is no cure at all.

Wu Anchang is a seriously ill patient.

Between the bustling and gloomy, stands a low-level stone tablet. It is said to be a stone tablet. If it is not because of the inscriptions, it should only make people think that it is a straight stone pillar.

On the top of the stele, hung a jade pendant about the size of a palm, with extremely detailed patterns.

The first person to discover it was Wu Anchang.

He stepped forward without any resistance, and took the jade pendant off the stone tablet.The jade pendant was damaged in many places, and it was no longer worth selling. Wu An often lifted it to almost the height of his head, carefully admiring it: "This jade is a good piece of jade, if it is not so broken, it should be able to sell well. Price."

After hearing his words, Mu Xiao asked: "Do you understand this?"

"I know a lot," Wu Anchang shrugged, "For those who are forced out, they know a little bit about everything."

Xu Geng, he added: "The study is the same."

"Indeed," Mu Xiao smiled, "I only know a little bit."

……

Lingyu is so clear that it shines on people's hearts, but it freezes the young man's blood.

When the Three Realms hadn't been fully formed, the election of the master was imminent, and the six sects each demonstrated their authority, for fear that their disciples would be buried.There are a lot of right and wrong cholera in the demon world, and the mortal world is constantly noisy and trifling. The most sought-after is the heaven.

Who would not like to be in charge of a pure land?

It is said that there are six sects, and they are also arranged head to tail. The person who wins this throne is most likely to be born under the No. [-] Zuowu sect.

But apart from the disciples of the Zuo Wumen, almost no one knows that Zuo Wumen has already decided on two contenders, and that is the second of the direct disciples of the head of the sect, and they are also the two handsome men who are respectfully called "Third Young Masters" and "Four Young Masters" juvenile.

Needless to say, the third son has already worked hard on this.But the fourth son didn't pay much attention to it.In the eyes of the third son, this is nothing more than the fourth son's irony of himself by taking advantage of his extraordinary talent.

"Hypocrisy." This was the third young master's evaluation of the fourth young master.

Zuo Wu Sect ranks first among the six major sects, and the environmental conditions are naturally different from other sects. Needless to say, the residence is good, and the head of this sect has arranged for each of his direct disciples to assist them with kindness.

Alan and Aqing were sisters, and they were specially arranged to assist the third and fourth sons because of this rule.

……

The bedroom was tidy, and the young man in the inner lining raised his eyebrows and looked handsome.

His voice was nice, soft and a little hoarse from just waking up.

"Alan, bring me the jade pendant." The Fourth Young Master said, raising his eyes slightly and curling his lips.

The fourth son is handsome, although he is not the most handsome in the family, but his temperament must be ranked high.With this smile, Alan's heart skipped a beat.

The Fourth Young Master tilted his head and glanced at Alan who was blushing, then lowered his head and said softly: "Alan, I already have a treasure in my heart, he is as bright as stars."

Hearing the sound, Alan basically understood what he meant, and when he raised his head, tears were already rolling in his eyes: "Can you... tell me who 'she' is?"

Faced with her expression and questioning, the Fourth Young Master pretended not to see it: "I want to protect this brilliance."

After speaking, he met Alan's eyes: "You understand what I mean."

After hearing this, Alan couldn't control his tears at all, and turned around and ran away.

The Fourth Young Master sighed lightly: "Going to find her now will only make you sadder?"

He didn't go to look for Alan, but got up and put on the jade pendant on the dressing table. After finishing his clothes, he went to the study to read the papers.

……

The scent of books lingers around, and the fourth young master enjoys this kind of leisure very much.

"Junior brother, you are inside, right?"

Hearing the voice from outside the door, the fourth young master's eyes lit up: "Senior brother!"

He immediately got up to open the door, and the person he faced was the third son who was competing with him for the position of Heavenly Venerable.

"Senior Brother," the Fourth Young Master put away the excitement just now, and asked the person in front of him with a smile, "Why are you here?"

"I can't come?" The third young master didn't give him any good looks.

"No," the fourth young master hastily changed his words, "Yes."

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The author has something to say:

Why are code words and reading texts not the same feeling... When I was code words, I felt that the number of words was much better, but at the last stroke, the progress was so pitiful... I split it in two. (Another day of thinking about weekly updates.)