Quick Wear: The Crazy Host is the Paranoid's Treasure

Ji Bai took a breath, and after hearing his words, he pushed him away, sat up, and refused, "Not good."

Shang Qianyu lowered his eyes in hurt, then hugged him again in a rogue manner: "Then I want to kiss you for a while longer."

Ji Bai: "No."

"I want a kiss!"

Ji Bai: .......

He threw the shameless Shang Qianyu aside, stood up and left the place.

Shang Qianyu stood there and watched his back as he walked away, his eyes deep as he lightly twisted his fingertips, as if the feeling of touching his master's waist was still lingering on his fingertips.

If he doesn't get his master to agree to go to the demon world with him soon, he will not be able to hold back and kidnap him.

......

Half a month later, Song Fangle immediately found Ji Bai after finding some clues about the wasteland.

"Junior brother, did you encounter anyone from the demon clan when you were in the wasteland?" He looked at the person in front of him with a serious face.

Ji Bai: "Master, have you found anything?"

Song Fangle: "All the sects gathered together and fiddled with the water mirror for several days before it reproduced the time when the wasteland was opened and what happened afterwards. We watched everything that happened in the wasteland during those days and didn't find anything wrong, but..."

He kept a secret, but the person in front of him didn't seem to be willing to buy it.

Song Fangle straightened his face and continued in a heavy tone, "But, we discovered through the water mirror that the sky in the wasteland is full of black air! Those are all demonic energy!"

"Fortunately, you killed the Blood Flame Python, otherwise, both the Demon World and the Immortal Cultivation World would face an unprecedented disaster!"

Ji Bai frowned slightly.

The ruler of another dimension is a little too ambitious.

Now, he not only wants Shang Qianyu to die, he even wants to destroy this plane.

"In addition to this matter, we also discovered something." Song Fangle looked at Ji Bai: "Shang Qianyu, he seems to have some problems."

Without waiting for the person on the other side to answer, he continued: "Even if the roar of the blood-flame python came from the water mirror, it was extremely terrifying. It did scare several weaker people on the spot. But when Shang Qianyu was scared, his pupils were gray for a moment, and then they dilated and became dull."

"Because it was completely different from the others, this was a serious matter. We observed it over and over again, and the final result was the same. At that moment, his eyes were indeed gray."

Song Fangle frowned, "The leader of Yueming Sect said that he once saw a puppet made by a demon, and that puppet's eyes were gray."

"What do you think about this matter? After all, he is your apprentice."

Ji Bai: "Kick him out of the sect."

Song Fangle:........

"Junior brother, there is no need to make a decision so quickly. The leader of Yueming Sect also said that the puppet's eyes he saw were always gray, and Shang Qianyu only had a moment. We haven't finalized this matter yet. I'm here just to say hello to you."

He looked at Shang Qianyu who was busy making a fire in the distance: "Besides, look at how well-behaved Shang Qianyu is in Lingqing Peak. He chops wood, carries water, cooks, washes clothes, and even hoes the fields!"

"He had such a miserable childhood. If we wrongly blame him and drive him away, wouldn't we also become bad people?"

good?

Ji Bai curled his lips and sneered inwardly.

When he said that his pupils were grey for a second, that guy almost burned the pot.

"Junior brother, did you hear that?" Song Fangle was worried.

"Ah."

After waiting for a while, Song Fangle showed no intention of leaving, so Ji Bai looked at him.

Song Fangle rubbed his hands and said, "Junior brother, I haven't had a good meal for a long time since someone on your side ate up all the grain in our Yue Dao Sect."

Ji Bai exposed him without any mercy: "Brother, you didn't wipe the oil off your lips."

Song Fangle paused, then immediately covered his face with his sleeves and looked at himself in a bronze mirror. As a result, he really saw a grease stain at the corner of his mouth!

He wiped it clean immediately, thinking about how he had been flying over the heads of his disciples with this oil stain on the corner of his mouth all the way, and had landed on the ground to warn them to practice well.

Song Fangle dug his toes into the ground, then covered his face and left in pain.

"I'm dying! Don't come save me! Don't come over here!!"

Ji Bai: .......

He wasn't prepared to go.

"Master, try my new pastries!" Shang Qianyu came beside him with a plate of pastries. After putting the plate on the table, he looked at him expectantly.

After eating a piece, Ji Bai said calmly, "Not bad."

After only a moment's pause, he added: "The pastries are good."

Shang Qianyu lowered his eyes in disappointment: "Master, am I not good enough?"

Ji Bai was speechless.

Shang Qianyu: "Master, do you want to go to the Demon Realm to take a look? I heard from them that the Demon Realm is holding a celebration party recently, and it's quite lively."

Ji Bai: "No."

818 secretly ate the crumbs that fell from the cake on the plate: [Boss, don't be fooled by him. The demon world is in chaos for some reason. There is no celebration party at all.]

[The left and right guardians of the demon world were almost losing their eyebrows, not to mention their hair, but they still couldn't suppress their sudden restlessness.]

[If he doesn't return to the demon world, the position of Demon Lord may not be his anymore.]

818 was afraid of being discovered, so he only ate a little bit of the cake powder and didn't eat any more. He looked at the boss and exclaimed: "This cake is really delicious! !"

Ji Bai replied softly: [Yes, I'll leave it for you. ]

[Okay——] 818 laughed foolishly.

Shang Qianyu looked at his master, then asked softly, "Master, if they kick me out of the sect, will you leave with me?"

Ji Bai opened his mouth, but before he could make any sound, he was blocked by soft lips.

Shang Qianyu kissed him aggressively, restraining him with one hand and gently holding the back of his neck with the other, deepening the kiss.

After a long while, he raised his head slightly, and lightly touched the tip of his nose with the tip of the nose of the person in his arms. Listening to his slightly panting breathing, he said in a hoarse and low voice: "I suddenly don't want Master to tell me the answer anymore."

He raised his chin slightly and kissed the red lips of the person in his arms, then turned his head, put his head on his neck, and hugged him tightly: "Anyway, Master is mine."

No matter what, the Master is his.

Ji Bai didn't say a word and didn't do anything, but he was kissed and hugged, and was also marked with the mark of belonging.

He just raised his hand, and the person holding him suddenly let go of his hand and stood up: "I'll go see if the soup in the pot is ready."

Then, Shang Qianyu held his raised hand, bent down and kissed the back of his hand: "I'm right there. If Master can't bear to leave and misses me, just call me and I'll be there soon."

Ji Bai:.............