Offering Salted Fish To Master

Chapter 62

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Liao Tingyan realized later that he had been confessed.

Speaking of "you are like this, so am I", it should be the other way around. What he means is "because I am like this, so you are like this too". Really a confident guy.

It's just that other people's boyfriends always have to be affectionate when they talk about love.

And after speaking, without waiting for her to respond, he let go of her hand and went straight to the pile of things she took out.

My only male friend? Didn't you give me a little time to respond? -Although she hasn't thought about what to say, she can't even deprive her of the opportunity to speak

Sima Jiao clicked on the live mirror, activating this spiritual weapon that had not been opened for more than ten years. The quality of this product is still very good, it turned on quickly, and showed the picture.

In the wonderland of green mountains and green water, a group of albino animals are drinking water by the blue lake. Liao Tingyan was instantly interested and leaned over to see it.

Sima Jiao gave her the mirror, "I made it for you before, what do you call it 'live mirror'."

Liao Tingyan thought to herself, I had a pretty good life in the past, so I made a live broadcast. She watched for a while, and with an unconscious swipe, the camera changed, and the picture suddenly turned into a piece of scorched earth. There were long black sticks stuck on the scorched ground, and one or two heads were hanging on each stick that was randomly inserted obliquely on the ground.

The heads of the people exposed to the wind, rain and sun showed a strange evil spirit. The contrast between this large cemetery that suddenly appeared and the fairyland in the previous scene was so great that Liao Tingyan almost threw the mirror out.

Sima Jiao stretched out his hand and swiped lightly, changed the picture calmly, and said casually: "A lot of the places I chose are now ruined, and there is nothing to look at. Next time, I will change a few places for you."

The next picture is a ruined pavilion and pavilion, overgrown with weeds, only from the fine fresco fragments and the vaguely recognizable huge scale can we see a little of the former grandeur here.

Sima Jiao glanced at it, "Oh, it seems that somewhere in Gengchen's immortal mansion, it's run down like this."

Liao Tingyan remembered the news that he had heard in the market before, that Sima Jiao, the demon master, was formerly the master of the first immortal mansion in the cultivation world, Cizang Daojun.

It is said that he fell into the devil because of improper cultivation, so his mind changed greatly, he slaughtered many monks in Gengchen Immortal Mansion, and also destroyed the underground spiritual veins of Gengchen Immortal Mansion, turning a good fairyland full of spiritual energy into a barren grass. charred wasteland.

It is said that the center of Gengchen Immortal Mansion used to be a hundred miles away, and now no one dares to set foot there, and that huge immortal mansion quickly collapsed, but it fed the rest of the cultivator sect in the entire cultivation world.

Over the years, I have heard that the cultivation world is a carnival of all sects. There is a sea of joy everywhere. Each sect has benefited more or less. Several capable cultivators do not know how many resources have been collected from Gengchen Immortal Mansion. Baby back, can be described as a fortune. Gengchen Xianfu sacrificed one, and thousands of families were happy.

Because this matter is too big, the relevant news is also widely circulated in the Demon Realm, which is so far away from the cultivation world. Liao Tingyan used to work at the Rouge Terrace, and he heard people talk about these gossips and everything.

What is Gengchen's immortal mansion full of corpses, the circling carrion birds have been around for many years, like a cloud in the air, more like a demon than a demon. The giant city of Gengchen Immortal Mansion has now been blown up, and many gorgeous palaces have been turned into ashes.

At first, Liao Tingyan thought that these people's gossip descriptions were too exaggerated, but now it seems... not exaggerated at all. From a small glimpse of the big, she only saw a few sporadic pictures and felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up.

These days, every time she thinks that Big Brother Sima is a harmless cat through daily interactions, he will suddenly show a fierce side, become a tiger with eyes, and his eyes will turn into laser cannons.

Liao Tingyan imagined Sima Jiao bombing the palace like a bomber, and glanced at Sima Jiao next to him.

Sima Jiao didn't seem to notice her little movements. He was slow and slow, and his fingers randomly stroked the mirror a few times. Liao Tingyan looked at the ruins and then listened to the culprit behind it all. He said calmly: "It seems that the Gengchen Immortal Mansion has indeed fallen over the years, and the big city on the periphery is so desolate... Well, the flag of Chishuiyuan has been hung here, and the development is not bad."

"This place used to be a singing and dancing workshop that you often see. Different actors sing, dance and play music every day. Now it seems that it has changed its business and changed it into an inn... Let's see, this is the sign of Baidi Mountain."

"It's still here."

Stopped at the busy picture of a large kitchen.

The bomber in Liao Tingyan's head stopped for a while, she held the live mirror and watched it for a while, silently sucking in her saliva.

The fireworks in the big kitchen are very close to the people and make people very appetizing. The steamed meat just served from the steamer is mixed with sauce, the red meat is thick sauce; some kind of roasted meat is sizzling and being torn into pieces. It was made into a strip, sprinkled with unknown seasoning powder, and the boy serving the dish next to him sniffed the smell and swallowed hard. There are also sweet soups decorated with red dots, soft noodle cakes, etc. There are countless dishes that are delicious just by looking at them.

Liao Tingyan: "..." The food in the Demon Realm is really no match for the Cultivation Realm.

She was sighing, and her eyes were attracted by Sima Jiao next to her. He didn't seem to be interested in the hot kitchen and food, and he dug out the number 123 from the pile of debris.

He was a little on the wooden man's forehead, and three little people grew up on the ground, with round arms, legs and big round heads. One of the three little guys picked up the hammer that was hammering the back and went around under Liao Tingyan's feet. One sat at the feet of Sima Jiao, raised his head, and looked at the two of them with a mocking emoji.

The other smiling face looked left and right, found Liao Tingyan's plate of sunflower seeds that had not been peeled, and stuffed it in front of the mocking man. The mocking man immediately started peeling the seeds.

The smiling little man went to the side and started to sort out the mess that Liao Tingyan had turned up. Something rolled up to Sima Jiao's feet, and it also leaned over and pulled the corner of La Sima Jiao's clothes, and picked up the white jade medicine bottle and put it away. .

Sima Jiao seemed to feel that the mocking villain who peeled the melon seeds at his feet was a little in the way, and kicked it lightly with his toes, expressing the meaning of "peeling at the same time".

Liao Tingyan pointed at the three little people and made some guesses: "This is what I did..."

Sima Jiao pointed to two of them, "You made it." Then he pointed to the one at his feet, "I made it."

Oh, it turns out that we used to make people together before.

Looking at this scene, Liao Tingyan felt inexplicably feeling like a scumbag who abandoned his wife for so many years.

"Can I still remember my previous memories?" Liao Tingyan asked hesitantly. According to the general amnesia method, I will remember it, sometimes after bumping my head, sometimes after experiencing a moment of life and death, anyway, sooner or later, I have to remember it, otherwise the plot will not be sour.

Sima Jiao fiddled with the debris, "It doesn't matter if you can remember it or not, it's not a long time, and there's nothing too important for you to remember."

Well, you say yes. Liao Tingyan relaxed a little, if Sima Jiao had great expectations for her to regain her memory, she would feel a lot of pressure.

In modern society, many animals can't bear the expectations of others, and they are particularly tired, so it is better to let it take its course.

Liao Tingyan realized that she couldn't put on her pants just because she didn't remember, but she still had to take responsibility, so she tried to ask, "Then how did we get along before?"

Sima Jiao hummed, "That's it."

Liao Tingyan: "That's it?"

Sima Jiao: "That's it."

Although Liao Tingyan's expression was serious, something that was not serious had already appeared in her mind. She cleared her throat, "Then let me ask, do we have that?"

Sima Jiao, who already knew who she was talking about, sat on the couch next to him and asked lazily, "Which one?"

Liao Tingyan: "It's... that, premarital sex?"

Sima Jiao leaned on the couch and blinked, "Yes."

Liao Tingyan: "Hey—" No way, a picture started to appear in my mind.

Sima Jiao: "There are many more."

Liao Tingyan: "Hey—" The picture in his head couldn't help and began to move in the direction that needed to be marked.

Sima Jiao: "God crosses and cultivates together."

Liao Tingyan: "Hey—" The picture was unimaginable, so it was shaky.

Sima Jiao: "You're back now, it's time to be the same as before." He slumped on the couch, his black hair dripping on the pillow like water, and made a 'you know, come here as before' gesture.

Liao Tingyan inhaled loudly: "Hi-" The picture has become a blocked exclamation mark picture.

Sima Jiao couldn't help it, turned his face to the side, and laughed, his body trembling with laughter, his chest vibrated. He lay there in a mess, with his sleeves and robe hanging on the ground, with one foot lifted on the couch, the other stepped on the ground, and his fingers were bent against his forehead.

That neck, that collarbone, that side face, that slender figure made people inexplicably want to jump up and roll into a ball with him.

"Come on." Sima Jiao smiled enough and stared at her, "Just to consolidate your cultivation in the Void Refinement Stage."

Liao Tingyan: "Shuangxiu?"

Sima Jiao just smiled and looked at her.

Liao Tingyan: "You wait first."

She rummaged in her space for a while, trying to find out if there was anything like wine that would strengthen her courage. It took a long time to find a jar in the corner, lifted the red seal, and tried to scoop out a spoonful of it. It was spicy and unpleasant. It was indeed wine. She drank another two spoonfuls. Seeing that Sima Jiao kept looking at herself strangely, she tried to ask, "Do you want too?"

Sima Jiao glanced at her wine jar, "No, I don't need Zhuang... Yang." His tone was very strange, and he laughed out loud as soon as he finished speaking, as if he couldn't hold it any longer.

Liao Tingyan thought of something, and turned over at the bottom of the wine jar, and then she froze at what she turned out.

No, why did she stock up on aphrodisiac wine before? Isn't this stuff for men? She couldn't help but look at a certain part of Sima Jiao.

Brainstorm Crazy Volume - Immortal cultivators also have this hidden disease? No, did I know some terrible secret

Sima Jiao slowly stopped smiling, and he looked at her with no expression on his face.

Liao Tingyan: "I think this must be a misunderstanding!"

In fact, it was really a misunderstanding. She used to stock up on everything. This jar of wine was given by a shopkeeper after buying a lot of fruit wine. In the end, the sweet and sour fruit wine was finished, and this jar was left. She found that I threw it in the corner after finding out what it was, and it was useless anyway.

But now, who cares whether it is a misunderstanding or not, as a couple, there is always a bit of misunderstanding.

Sima Jiao sat up and gestured to stand up.

When most people see this terrifying scene, their reaction is definitely to step back or run quickly, but Liao Tingyan is not, she changed her slack and stepped forward quickly, holding down Sima Jiao and pressing him back, "Calm down, don't be impulsive! "Also anxious Zhongshengzhi put a pure heart talisman on his forehead.

When he did this, Liao Tingyan felt a little familiar, as if he had done it before.

Sima Jiao sneered and ripped off the Qingxin Talisman from his forehead.

When he woke up, Liao Tingyan saw a large bamboo shadow and a red maple leaf outside the window.

Are there bamboo and maple leaves outside the Winter Palace? It doesn't seem to be, it should be a piece of white.

Liao Tingyan was startled and sat up from the bed. She suspected that she was hallucinating from overwork, but after a closer look, she realized that it was not. The elegant room in front of her was not the Forbidden Palace in Winter City.

She was wearing a thin silk garment, which was as light as nothing, and pressed against her skin like a stream of water. She stepped on the floor and walked to the carved algae-painted wooden lattice. Outside, she saw green bamboo, red maple, blue sky and white clouds. There is also hazy smoke and water, distant mountains and green daisies, and a small clear lake at the foot.

Where is this? She took out the mirror and looked at her face.

It was the same face, but there was a tooth mark on the neck.

She leaned against the wooden fence and looked out, her feet were suddenly caught, and she fell forward into the water.

In the water there was a water ghost with black hair and black clothes and a white face, "Finally woke up."

Liao Tingyan wiped the water on her face and climbed to the shore. Halfway through her climb, she was hugged by her waist and swung into the water.

"We'll go up later," said the water ghost.

Liao Tingyan looked at him, "Cats don't like bathing and soaking in water."

Sima Jiao: "What do you mean?"

Liao Tingyan quickly changed the subject, "Where is this?"

Sima Jiao: "Biezhuang with the big kitchen in the live mirror."

Liao Tingyan: "...the realm of cultivation?"

Sima Jiao: "Yes."

Liao Tingyan: "Hi—"