Sima Jiao, the old ancestor who once ruined the first immortal mansion in the world of self-cultivation, and who is currently uniting the demon realm with his forces, actually brought her all the way to an unknown city for vacation in the world of self-cultivation at this moment. For her craving for that bite... What kind of an earth-moving boyfriend is this.
When Liao Tingyan thought about it, she felt that she had seen her roommate boyfriend get up in the middle of the night to buy barbecue and cakes and send them downstairs.
Given that her boyfriend is so good, even if she was forced to accompany him to soak in water, she would endure it.
And the surrounding scenery is really nice and refreshing. She has lived in the Demon Realm for so many years, and the scenery in the Demon Realm is really nothing to say. There are large deserts and desolate forests, and lush green plants are rare. There are some plants growing in the Winter City, but most of the plants in the Demon Realm are different from those in the Cultivation Realm. , some weird looks, and the colors are not too fresh.
So she hadn't seen this kind of beauty for many years, smelling this fresh and pure mountain forest atmosphere, her whole body would turn into a fallen leaf when she floated on the water.
The empty Liao Tingyan was floating on the water. Sima Jiao saw her floating, so he put his head on her stomach and looked up at the sky just like her.
The red maples and bamboo forests rustled, the red maple leaves fell, and were blown gently by Liao Tingyan, and then flew up and down slowly, floating in the air like a butterfly. The two of them posed in a T-shape, and their eyes followed the leaf lazily.
"Did we do this before?" Liao Tingyan asked.
"Yeah." Sima Jiao hummed from his nose, as if he was half asleep and half awake.
Liao Tingyan looked at him. Compared with the time when he first met, he looked more and more lazy, but he was very similar to her. She used to be like this. She likes to be paralyzed and do nothing after work. Friends say that after staying with her for a long time, it is easy to be infected with laziness. It seems that this laziness is not immune to the big devil.
She thought about it, and unconsciously twisted Sima Jiao's hair under her hand, twisted it, and chewed it in her mouth.
I can't remember when I formed this bad habit of chewing things in my mouth. I used to work at Rouge Taiwan, and they prepared staff dormitories and bathhouses. Although Liao Tingyan lives at home, she occasionally goes to the staff bathhouse. Take a bath, chew a grass stalk that can whiten her teeth and keep her mouth fresh while taking a bath. There are a lot of these cleaning supplies in the bathhouse, so she chewed and played and got used to it.
Realizing that it was not the tooth grass, but the hair of the big devil's boyfriend, Liao Tingyan froze. Under the inexhaustible gaze of the big devil, he took out his hair and rubbed it carefully in the water. He also took out a comb and combed it for him, and put it back well.
"Is it delicious?" Sima Jiao asked her.
Liao Tingyan: "It's not delicious."
Sima Jiao's expression was wrong, Liao Tingyan immediately realized it, and changed his mouth: "Delicious!"
His expression was still wrong.
Boyfriends are really hard to coax.
Sima Jiao got up, brushed his hair back, and said, "You are so greedy, you even have to eat your hair."
I am not, I am not!
"Get up and go eat." Sima Jiao said.
The small lake is quite shallow, and the wooden porch next to it stands on the small lake. Sima Jiao stepped on the wooden porch, pushed the carved lattices away, turned around and stretched out his hand to Liao Tingyan who was standing in the water. Pull her up too.
The sleeves shook, the water vapor on his whole body disappeared, and he was a smooth devil again.
Liao Tingyan, who found a bathrobe and put it on, was twisting her hair wet: "..." You're old, this is done, don't you think about changing clothes
To tell the truth, Liao Tingyan doubts that he has never changed his clothes. How can he look at the clothes he wears every day? Although he likes to take a bath, he is a cultivator, and his body is free of dust and dirt, but he cannot always change his clothes. Can't get over it.
She had found a lot of men's clothing in her space before, in various styles and colors, possibly her boyfriend's clothes. After thinking for a while, she took out a robe embroidered with white fairy birds and auspicious clouds, unfolded it in front of Sima Jiao, and asked him, "How about a change of clothes?"
Sima Jiao looked at the clothes she took out and didn't speak. Liao Tingyan turned out another set of white with many ink-colored patterns, "What about this set? If you want to change the image, this set is not bad."
I also came up with a set of light and elegant purple, this set is more rich and noble.
She's work experience told her that it takes skills to get customers to recognize it. Don't directly ask the other party if they can do it, but come up with a few sets of plans at one time. A set of processes.
Now, she has already taken out three sets. There is a high chance that Sima Jiao will not consider whether or not to replace it, but will consider which set to replace.
Sima Jiao: "You prepared it for me?"
Liao Tingyan: "I have a lot of space in my room. You should have worn it before."
Sima Jiao suddenly laughed, leaned into Liao Tingyan's ear and said, "I didn't know you prepared new clothes for me before."
… I get it, I used to prepare clothes for my boyfriend but never took them out. It was probably like the ring that was prepared but not given out. Now, the amnesiac self is directly punctured.
Seeing the raised lips of the Great Demon King and the dark expression on his face, Liao Tingyan could only pretend that nothing had happened.
Sima Jiao lowered his head and put a sticker on her lips.
He took off his robe and threw it aside. Liao Tingyan hurriedly retrieved his clothes and closed the wooden window. The ambiguous light of dusk reflected through the pattern on the wooden window. Sima Jiao took off his robe, and his fair skin was also Covered with a hazy warm yellow.
He looked a little good when he took off his clothes, and the movement of pulling an inner shirt over his body was also very beautiful. His open chest was covered by the white underwear, and then he wore a black middle shirt and a jacket, covering the white underwear. Only a white border remains. He casually pulled the front neckline, and when he tied the belt, the knuckles of his fingers were particularly beautiful.
The long hair was covered by the clothes, and he raised his hand to pull the long hair out from the neckline, and gestured, the sleeves were lightly waving, and the long hair was floating. With the light and shadow at this time, he had the charm of old Hong Kong-style movies in his childhood memory. , Although he was not very sensible when he was young, he was also somewhat enlightened about the concept of 'beauty'.
Liao Tingyan grabbed one of his belts, staring at him without moving her eyes, feeling that she might have been struck by ecstasy.
Sima Jiao took the belt in her hand with one hand, buckled the back of her neck with the other, pulled it over and kissed it again. It's not the kind of kiss that sticks, it's the kind of kiss that pinches her neck to signal her to open her mouth.
The shadows of the two people stretched out in the room, and the flowers on the wooden window were also reflected next to them, like a lantern projection of a talented and beautiful woman.
Liao Tingyan came back to his senses and found that Sima Jiao had already fastened his belt. The belt was tied inside the robe, and when he pulled out his hand, the robe fell to cover the waistline. He fastened his belt and sat beside him, looking at her, "Okay, it's your turn."
Liao Tingyan: "To me?"
She looked at the clothes on her body and thought to herself, I am confused by beauty, so I will stand here and watch the whole process of the big guy changing clothes? Reciprocal exchanges, and now people want to see her change.
She ignored the boyfriend whose sitting position was full of the atmosphere of a boss, and went behind the screen to change clothes by herself.
She was wearing a skirt, and Sima Jiao laughed outside. Liao Tingyan quietly lowered her eyebrows and stuck out her tongue across the screen.
Sima Jiao's laughter gradually disappeared, but he was still smiling while watching her shadow through the screen. Perhaps it was because the light and shadow of the dusk was too gentle, and the expression on his face was also rare, and it was almost not like the person who once wandered alone on the Sansheng Mountain as a shadow.
Liao Tingyan took care of herself and came out, Sima Jiao stood by the door, "Let's go."
Liao Tingyan stepped forward and raised his hand to trim his hair again. He took care of himself casually, and there were a few strands of hair that fell into his collar and hadn't been taken out. Liao Tingyan took care of his hair before leaving with him.
This is an individual village, occupying a huge area. The yard with the lake and the bamboo forest and red maple trees belongs to them alone. There is a wide road leading in all directions outside the door. The wind sedan chairs are waiting for transportation by the wall, which are responsible for carrying the wind. The people in the sedan chair were very attentive and invited the two of them up, not too fast or too slow, just enough to allow them to enjoy the scenery along the way.
"Are you two going to the Treasure House?"
After waiting for the affirmative answer, the accompanying tour guide brothers began to give them Amway's food in a warm and polite tone.
The guests of this villa can have a separate yard, and of course they can send their food, but some people like to be lively, so the Zhenshilou is a must-go place for this type of guests. kind of performance.
Along the way, Liao Tingyan also saw other guests sitting in the wind sedan chair. This wind sedan is really like a gust of wind, silently, several wind sedans meet, and they pass by lightly.
The rare food building is brightly lit and full of brilliance. Hundreds of independent small attics form a circle and are connected by an air corridor. In the center is an island in the middle of the lake, where there are actors performing shows.
The sedan chair sent Liao Tingyan and the two to one of the small attics, and another attendant waiting in the attic greeted them. The thoughtful service made Liao Tingyan feel that the charges must be super expensive.
She now has the feeling of marrying into a wealthy family. No matter where he is, Sima boss is not a character who is short of money, so Liao Tingyan is not polite, as long as everything on the menu is ordered.
"Just take it slow, you don't need to put it all at once." Liao Tingyan ordered, rubbing her hands in anticipation of her big meal.
Sima Jiao was not interested in what to eat and waited.
Liao Tingyan has really not eaten such rich and delicious food for a long time. After all, there are still regional differences and different tastes in Moyu. Moreover, with her cultivation level, eating such foods that are not rich in spiritual energy will not be supported at all, so she can taste it as much as possible to satisfy her mouth and tongue.
There are also various kinds of beverages to choose from, in the white jade pot, you can drink and drink by yourself, which is very atmospheric. There are silk and bamboo around the ears, as well as graceful singing and dancing, an endless stream of delicious food, all colors and fragrances, and the eyes, ears, mouth and nose can enjoy wonderful enjoyment, and the sense of happiness is overwhelming.
It was at this time that there was a fight outside.
Hearing the noise, Liao Tingyan looked up.
A loft across the lake exploded, and three people came out of the ruins. In an attic opposite them, there were more than a dozen people in purple standing, pointing at the ruined attic and laughing.
"It's been a long time since I saw you. I didn't expect that the master of Qinggutian's veins, Master Dongyang, would also join a different sect. Looking at this, he's doing quite well." The leader of the people in purple said loudly, his tone mocking. with resentment.
Opposite the three people in cyan clothes, a young man in his twenties said, "Daoyou Xia has also entered Baidi Mountain now, so I haven't congratulated you yet."
The man in purple sneered, "Since you know that I have entered Baidi Mountain, you should know that now is your time of death, and a mere Gu Yuwu can't protect you!"
The young man was helpless, and he cupped his hands, "In any case, we used to be from the same family. Now everyone is different from each other, so why bother with the old grudges."
One was aggressive, and the other was soft-spoken but not soft-spoken.
Liao Tingyan just took two glances and ate her own, but she was unlucky in her position, and was affected by the people who were fighting. The arrogant purple clothed man had a higher cultivation level than the Qingyi man, and smashed him on Liao Tingyan's. In the attic, all the tables in front of her were overturned.
Liao Tingyan was still holding up his chopsticks, and a piece of sauce meat was shaky in the chopsticks. She glanced at the man in Tsing Yi who vomited blood and stood up, silently ate the sauce meat, put down his chopsticks, and kicked the man in purple who was chasing after him and wanted to continue beating, and smashed it back to their own attic .
After this kick, Liao Tingyan realized that the man in Tsing Yi looked at her in shock.
Oops, I forgot that this is not the Demon Domain.
After living in the Demon City Crane City for so long, she has formed a conditioned reflex. Once she is bullied in front of her, she will subconsciously fight back. She didn't realize for a while that the realm of self-cultivation and the realm of demons were different.
She hesitated and looked at Sima Jiao who was lying on the side.
Who knew that at this time, the young man in Tsing Yi clutched his chest and hesitantly shouted, "Are you... a disciple of Tingyan?"