As a good spiritual pet who wants to be superior, making the future owner angry is an oversight that must not be committed!
So Tao Yao immediately raised three fingers and vowed: "Master, I swear, I walked in openly! Master, I'm afraid you accidentally forgot to lock the door when you came in, so the wind blew it open.
Door."
The immortal said nothing and his face looked dark.
What does this mean?
Does it mean that she shouldn't come in here?
She must not let Lord Thigh misunderstand that she is a rude little demon talking to herself. Tao Yao immediately rolled up her sleeves, tears of grievance rose in her eyes, and she asked with a heavy cry: "Master, what's wrong?
If you can't come in here, you can tell me, or scold me, or if that doesn't work...you can just hit me."
After saying that, Taoyao sighed secretly, spanking is kissing and scolding, and in order to hold her thigh, she can accept... a moderate amount of effort.
"No, it's not." Shangxian wanted to argue, but when his eyes brushed against the peach blossoms in Taoyao's hair, he paused again.
Sigh... Why is the world of Zi Xiu Xian always filled with blood?
As an Internet writer with a glorious past, Tao Yao wrote a half-million-word long love story in her mind at the speed of lightning in the eyes of the Supreme Immortal, who looked at her with infinite regret.
The male protagonist of the long article is Jingshangxian, and the female protagonist is Beimingjun. The origin of the two of them is the Burning Hen Mountain.
It is said that when Bei Mingjun lived in Jihen Mountain, he planted a mountain of peach blossoms for his beloved Immortal and collected a library of story books. The ascetic Immortal couldn't stop seduce him, so he offered a peach blossom as a betrothal and married him.
Lord Beiming made a vow to never leave each other.
However, fate plays tricks on people, and love arises. But the beloved has passed away, so sad.
Tao Yao showed infinite sympathy to Bei Mingjun who died young, but when faced with the astonished Immortal, Tao Yao was not prepared to be polite. The Immortal lost his lover, which is a great tragedy in the world. If the Immortal cannot even taste happiness,
If you have never tasted it, it is the sorrow of the three realms.
Taoyao boasted that sometimes, she was very kind-hearted, especially towards beauties. So, she raised her lotus finger and smiled teasingly at Shangxian: "Master, aren't peach blossoms beautiful?"
"Um."
"Am I good-looking too?"
"..."
The Immortal raised his eyebrows and took several steps back. With this step back, all the human emotions on the Immortal's face were wiped clean, and the Immortal became an Immortal without desires and desires again.
"Taoyao, although the peach blossoms are beautiful, if they are left on the branches, they will wither."
Tao Yao smiled meaninglessly: "What's the matter? If you thank me, I will pick another one, and Master will see me wearing a peach blossom branch day and night."
It's not easy to see peach blossoms. There are no other peach blossoms in Xihenshan. There are plenty of peach blossoms.
The Immortal was a little startled, but with a flick of his fingertips, a little silver light fell on the peach blossoms in Taoyao's hair: "There is no need to pick them again. As long as you don't take them off, this branch will always bloom."
At this moment, Taoyao was a little confused.
She also writes stand-in literature, but she really doesn't like it.
But it seems that for her, the fastest way to win over the Immortal is to become Lord Beiming's substitute.
Hmm... Do you want to be a stand-in? Do you want to be a stand-in? Do you want to be a stand-in? Do you want to be a substitute? Do you want to be a substitute? Do you want to be a substitute? Do you want to be a substitute?
I am anxiously waiting online for a perfect answer.
With a wave of his hand, the Immortal placed the storybook in his hand back on a square table at the end of the corridor. There was a peach blossom lantern on the table, and the light was still on.
Apparently, before she came in, the immortal was sitting there reading.
"Taoyao, it's getting late, I'll take you back."
Tao Yao didn't move, but her eyes fell on the square table.
She remembered that the Immortal once said in front of the Tumi Palace that he had read all the stories on the Mountain of Punishment. But in the dead of night, he stayed alone in the library, reading a book of stories that he might have read more than once.
This story...seems different?
"Master, is this the library of Pinhen Mountain? Can I also come here to study in the future?"
"No, this is not a library."
"So, can't I come?" Taoyao rolled up her sleeves, showing a deer-like hurt look in her eyes.
"Taoyao, except for the story books, there are no other books here. If you want to read, you can go -"
"Master, I like reading story books, I really, really like them."
"..."
"Master, it turns out that we are so destined. I like to read story books, and you also like to read story books. It is impossible to say that we were very good friends a thousand years ago, so God allowed us to meet again."
"..." The immortal's eyes froze, and a hint of invisible sadness flashed through him.
If you want to get close to someone faster, you have to have common interests and hobbies with him. Therefore, even if Taoyao doesn't like reading story books, she will like it at this moment just to please the immortal. What's more, she already likes it very much.
.
Shangxian opened her eyes and said calmly: "I don't really like it, but the years are long and sometimes when I don't know what to do, I will come here and read the storybook. She once said, the storybook
The stories in it are all about the fireworks of the world. Reading more of this book will make your heart warm."
Tao Yao narrowed her eyes and applauded herself from the bottom of her heart. Look, the gate of the Immortal's heart, which seems to be off limits to strangers, is not that unbreakable~
"She...is Lord Beiming?"
"Um."
"She is Master's old friend?"
"Um."
Such a gentle tone, such a lingering look of remembrance, really made the listener cry, and smell sad. Tao Yao was 100% sure that the late Beiming Lord was of great significance to the Immortal.
Could it be first love?
Forget it, so why not just be a substitute lover in order to get her into my arms as soon as possible? For an author who loves to write articles, any experience is precious and worth trying.
Once you have made a decision, you have to take action. Taoyao never likes to be sloppy.
"Master, do you like the stories I wrote during the finals?"
"Well, your story is very well written."
Those are the Four Great Classics, and they are not just frivolous works. How can they be bad?
"Master, I am a little demon that people hate, but Master never looks down on me, and he helps me stay in Kunlun, and even lets me go to the Burning Hen Mountain to practice with you.
Master, your help to me is deeper than the sea and higher than the blue sky. I really have nothing to repay. But if I don’t repay you with anything, I feel uneasy.
Master, I am willing to stay in this Jingzui Tower after my practice and finish writing the four stories for Master."
How wise she is!
First of all, writing storybooks must be Bei Mingjun's favorite thing to do. If she often stayed in Jingzui, Shangxian would see her and see her too much, and there is no way that her and Bei Mingjun's figures would overlap.
Since the Immortal misses his Lord Beiming wholeheartedly, he knows that she is not her, so how can he stay awake all the time? The more he looks at her, the more she looks like her, and the more she looks at her, the more uncomfortable she becomes, and the pain is extreme, so maybe she can drink to drown her sorrows.
And when wine enters the heart of sorrow, the sorrow will become more sorrowful. If there is too much sorrow, more wine will be needed to suppress it. If you are not careful, you will get drunk. When you are drunk, you may mistake her for Beiming Lord.
She gets what she wants.
When the time comes, she will first coax the drunken and unconscious Shangxian to accept her as his spiritual pet, and then hug the Shangxian to do the beautiful things he once wanted to do to Lord Beiming but failed to do.
Thinking of this, Taoyao couldn't help but laugh. If it could go so smoothly, her rise would be a smooth one.
As for the future, does she still need to plan hard?
Either you have never tasted the joy of fish and water, or you can't stop trying it, especially for an old immortal who has been practicing for a thousand years, there is no doubt about it.
"Master, let me repay you!"
The Immortal didn't answer. He just waved his sleeves and caused all the night-glow pearls on the dome to dim. Being drunk in the dark scenery, Tao Yao could no longer see the Immortal's expression clearly.
The only thing she could hear was that the Immortal said in an extremely cold and distant voice: "Taoyao, I will take you back."
"..."
No, she can't leave.
If she couldn't seize such a good opportunity, she would be sorry for Lord Beiming.
Why was she sorry for Beiming Lord... uh... nonsense, she just walked away from the huge Pinhen Mountain and walked to Jingzui instead of going anywhere else. Could it be that Beiming Lord has a spirit in the sky and can't be seen as a good person?
Is this beauty being wasted?
"Master, I just want to write a few stories for you so that you can have more fun when you are bored. Why should you refuse people thousands of miles away?"
"Taoyao, although I am somewhat interested in the story you wrote, writing it takes time and will delay your practice."
"No delay."
"Taoyao, you don't have to force anything on the Burning Hen Mountain."
Huh? Didn’t she act sincere enough?
If so, she admits her mistake and corrects it immediately!
"Master, I am not forcing you. I sincerely want to write stories for you, and write many, many interesting stories."
"Peach--"
"Master, I am willing to do anything for you, anything!"
"..."
"Master, really, as long as it is what you want, even if it is the moon in the sky, the king in the sea...ah turtle, I will find a way to get it for you!"
"Taoyao, get out."
As soon as she finished speaking, they walked out of Jingzui. In the flying snow, the little Jingzui seemed to have a pair of flying feet. Under her gaze, it floated further and further away.
No...
"Taoyao, when your cultivation has improved and your life will no longer be threatened by the demon pill, if you are still willing to write a storybook, I won't stop you."
How many years will that take?
"Master, given my qualifications, how long do you think it will take for me to improve my cultivation?"
"If you are willing to forget food and sleep, maybe it will only take you fifty years."
"..."
What did the mountain master say?
Oh, by the way, the mountain owner said that she only had three years. If she didn't get the demon pill and bring it back to Yangchang Mountain after three years, she would die without a burial place.
"Master, are my qualifications so... bad?"
"If you have poor qualifications, it may take you a hundred years to make progress. Taoyao, your qualifications are ordinary, so they are not bad."
Her deity is really good at comforting people.
Fifty years of righteousness in the world is really not suitable for her, and it is more suitable to hug her thigh quickly.
But the Immortal is too reserved, what should she do?
Sigh... If she hadn't traveled through time, she would have immediately gone to Du Niang to open a thread to ask questions. Unfortunately, in this fantasy world, there is no outside help. She is sad, really sad...
On the way back to Xiaoyaoyou, Taoyao kept mumbling, the only purpose was to persuade the immortal to let her accompany him in Jingzui to reminisce about the past.
But no matter how much she talked until her mouth went dry, the immortal didn't answer a word.
This man had a good temper. He listened to what she said all the way, and neither asked her to shut up irritably, nor showed any impatience. He was just calm, as if she was not accompanying him.
This is what’s even more irritating!
In a blink of an eye, we arrived in front of Xiaoyaoyou's door. Two pink lanterns hung on the front porch. The candlelight lit up the peach blossoms on the lantern paper. The peach blossoms were burning like real flowers.
Suddenly, Tao Yao turned around and looked at Jing Shangxian, stared into his eyes and asked slowly: "Master, is Xiaoyaoyou the residence of Lord Beiming, right?" This chapter has been completed!