Fifteen days later, Xuan Xi dug up the remains of the mythical beast deep in the secret realm, tore through the restrictions in the secret realm, and took everyone away from here.
As soon as I asked the fairy city, I heard bursts of cheers. As soon as everyone raised their heads in confusion, ribbons of petals fell from the sky. The monks from various sects sprinkled them down from the city wall, and there were also many casual cultivators in the city. People, hang up strings of earthly red firecrackers and set them off with crackling sounds.
"Warmly congratulate the monks from Zhongzhou for their safe return home!"
"Spread flowers!"
“There’s a grand welcome party tonight, be sure to come!”
"Celebrating the successful completion of the Celebration of the Secret Realm of Asking Immortals and the Association of Unmarried People on the Demonic Correctional Path!"
"La la la la..."
Everyone was so dumbfounded that they didn't react. The first few were carried by the crowd and paraded through the streets.
Unable to struggle, they were carried away high, surrounded by many shy girls, who threw sachets at him one by one. He looked so popular, like a piglet waiting to be slaughtered...
When other people saw it, their faces changed with fear, and they screamed and tried to escape. A group of people cheered and chased after them. Tong Su and Xuan Xi looked at each other and ran away quickly.
The entire Wenxian City fell into a sea of carnival.
Tong Su sneaked back into the house quietly, and when she entered the door, she saw Tian Xuanzi waiting in the house. She quickly let go of Xuan Xi's hand, threw herself into Tian Xuanzi's arms, and smiled.
"Look at how dirty you are, you look like a little cat." He said with disgust, but he hugged her tightly and smiled even softer.
Xuan Xi went to get hot water and brought a bathtub. Tian Xuanzi said, "You suffered a lot in there. Senior brother will help you take a bath himself."
Tong Su vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he had already brought his pajamas over. When she turned around, she saw Xuan Xi pouring flower petals into the bathtub. The bathtub was huge, and it was more than enough for three people -
"Wait, wait! I can do it myself! No, no, no, senior brother, your clone hasn't been confiscated yet, the three of them are no, no, no -"
Tian Xuanzi smiled evilly, held her in his arms, and held down her flailing arms. Xuan Xi even curled up his lips with a deep smile and came over to untie her collar.
"What three people? Xuan Xi is also a senior brother. What's the problem?"
"No no no!"
Tong Su let out bursts of screams, but were ruthlessly suppressed. Soon, they turned into soft sobs.
Outside the window, the night is getting darker, and inside the house, the sound of water is gurgling.
Everything is wonderful.
…
In the dead of night, Tong Su was lying on the bed, thinking about life in a daze, Tian Xuanzi opened the collar of her pajamas, lying next to her, humming softly: "What are you thinking about?"
She reached out and pinched a strand of his hair, played with it gently, and said, "Senior brother, why did you become a demon back then?"
Tian Xuanzi said: "You have been wanting to ask for a long time, right?"
Tong Su nodded.
At first, she thought it was due to Tian Xuanzi's character. Ziwei Tiangong was so ugly, and naturally he, an unruly person, couldn't stay in Ziwei Tiangong.
But being unable to stay is not a reason to become a demon.
No one in Ziwei Heavenly Palace can control him, just like Chen Lingzi and several other established Mahayana Immortal Lords. Each of them still needs him to maintain the status of the sect. No matter how willful Tian Xuanzi is, they can only hold their noses and be polite. Angry.
Let alone bullying him, it was Tian Xuanzi who bullied others...
Tong Su believed that, to be more arrogant, the fact that he ordered the demon cultivator to improve his current style and improve his reputation had some direct relationship with her.
If she had not come to this world and everything had developed as in the plot, it was obvious that Tian Xuanzi did not care too much about mortal affairs. He would not care at all about the infamy, slander, and contempt.