Immortal Venerable, he showed his fish tail

The cold and misty white-clothed immortal was walking in the Tiandaomeng garrison, his snow-white skirt brushed against the flowers and plants on both sides of the road, his slender fingers were curled up inside the snow-white skirt, and with the ups and downs of walking, the reddish fingertips of his fingertips appeared from time to time.

Xianzun's face is clear and handsome, his eyes are narrow and long, and his eyes are cold. When his dark eyes look at others, there is no warmth at all. His tall and thin body looks like a snow-covered mountain. It is so high that it cannot be touched!

Jing Qishu passed an arched door without looking sideways, and the Tiandaomeng disciples standing guard on both sides showed obsessed expressions, and whispered: "The immortal walks so crisply! His sword is as cold as his people!"

"The way of ruthlessness is the most suitable way for the immortal. Feelings will only slow down the speed of the immortal!"

Jing Qishu: "..."

Jing Qishu's face became a little more paralyzed, and his demeanor became even more dusty.

The character design of my new body seems a bit extraordinary. These people don't know that his body is a mermaid, and they think he is a deserted and noble flower of Gaoling.

It was his good friend Xuan Huaijin who called Jing Qishu over.

The Tiandao League was founded by Jing Qishu, Xuan Huaijin, and another person named Lin Changjian. The three of them share the same goals, one is the chief immortal of the Tiandao League, the other is the leader of the alliance, and the third is the great elder of the Tiandao League.

Jing Qishu walked through an arched moon gate, and saw a man in Confucian shirt under the long corridor.

He leaned against the porch pillar, basking in the sun, lazily watching the scenery.

Xuan Huaijin is very young, not like Jing Qishu's cold and aggressive appearance, but like a gentle and good old man, with light eyebrows, even a little ordinary, but a pair of warm eyes occasionally shine brightly, explaining to others So, he is not as easy to deal with as he looks on the surface.

Seeing Jing Qishu approaching, Xuan Huaijin stood up with a smile on his face: "You've come, let's go, pick out servants for you."

Jing Qishu frowned: "What servant?"

Xuan Huaijin walked like a shrimp soldier and a crab general, every bone was shaking restlessly: "The servant before you has gone home to inherit the family business, no one is taking care of you, the majestic Chief Immortal of the Heavenly Dao League, he can't even fold a quilt by himself , isn't it embarrassing to say it?"

"However, you are very popular in the Fifty States. You issued a notice in the morning saying that you will find followers again. At this moment, the gate of Tiandaomeng has been blocked. They are all here to apply. I know you are impatient, but in order to give others One person will explain, at least go to choose one.”

Jing Qishu: "..."

Xuan Huaijin grabbed Jing Qishu's shoulders, exerted a little force, and the two of them rose into the air, and soon reached the gate of the leader's mansion.

It was already full of people, bustling, like a vegetable market.

As soon as the two of them showed up, the "vegetable market" went crazy, screaming, and Jing Qishu's expressionless face became even more paralyzed.

Xuan Huaijin said, "Choose one."

Facing the following scene, Jing Qishu looked like an emperor choosing a concubine: "..."

He is really crazy to choose one of such a group of people to be his servant!

The already desolate Immortal Venerable had an even colder demeanor, his light gray pupils contained faint displeasure, and his demeanor was frozen for thousands of miles!

Xuan Huaijin, who was frozen, leaned quietly to the side. Mu Qiang, a native of the Kyushu mainland, respected the first immortal Jingshu very much, but he knew that his friends seemed cold and aloof, but in fact they had a bad personality and a poor personality. Still confused, doing things upside down, and often can't remember who he is.

Half of the reason why the Tiandao League was established in the first place was to clean up the mess for Jing Qishu.

After so many years, it is a miracle that Jing Qishu's character design has not collapsed.

The people below were so enthusiastic, Jing Qishu originally wanted to find someone perfunctorily, but he swept his eyes away from the crowd, but was suddenly taken away by a man, who was dressed in black, tall and straight, with a stern manner, standing in the crowd Stand out from the crowd.

Most importantly, he still looks good!

It is the kind of good-looking that completely conforms to Jing Qishu's aesthetics.

After Jing Qishu paused, Xuan Huaijin noticed it, and turned around and asked, "Choose?"

Jing Qishu: "..."

What's with this sense of sight that really seems to be chosen by the emperor when he chooses his concubine!

Jing Qishu bit the bullet: "I have chosen, the one in black."

Xuan Huaijin glanced at the crowd, there were not a few hundred people wearing black clothes, there were dozens, but he really saw a different one.

The man stood outside the crowd, with handsome features, but with a hint of evil, he was very calm, completely different from the excited crowd around him, this difference formed a barrier around him, separating him from the people around him.

Xuan Huaijin narrowed her eyes: "It looks like a character, and it can be considered suitable for you."

Jing Qishu: "?"

Xuan Huaijin pulled Jing Qishu to the ground, and the already enthusiastic crowd became even more excited, shouting louder and louder.

Jing Qishu's head was about to explode from the quarrel, and he urged with a paralyzed face, "Hurry up."

Xuan Huaijin knew that he was the most impatient for such occasions, and it was already a miracle that he was able to pick someone in person, so he quickly suppressed the crowd's voices, and then announced that they had found a suitable candidate.

Xuan Huaijin pointed to the crowd: "That friend in black, would you like to be a servant in my lord's mansion?"

Heng Rong who was accused was originally looking at the boiling crowd doubting his life, when he heard this, he raised his head and glanced.

After thousands of years, he still recognized the little shark he raised at a glance.

Heng Rong squinted his eyes, Jing Qishu, the chief of the immortals in the teahouse who was praised as heaven and earth, turned out to be the little shark he raised.

He vaguely remembered that the little merman he raised was a coquettish clingy spirit, and a little crybaby, who would cry for a long time on things as small as fingernails.

But the chief in front of him was dressed in white, with a icy aura, repelling people thousands of miles away, and he didn't have half the stickiness of the little mermaid back then.

I don't know what happened to him in the past 1 years, which made him look like this cold and hard bastard.

However, he should have recognized him, so he deliberately pointed out that he entered the mansion.

There are too many people here, it is inconvenient to talk, Xuan Huaijin asked, Heng Rong said: "Of course I am willing."

He agreed, and the matter of choosing servants was settled, someone from the lord's mansion brought Heng Rong in to sign the contract, and the rest left in frustration.

Jing Qishu was annoyed by those people's quarrels, and after the election, he followed Xuan Huaijin back to the leader's mansion.

Xuan Huaijin was worried, and pulled Jing Qishu to instruct him for a long time, telling him not to slump his face and be gentle with his servants. It was almost noon before he was finally let go.

He went back to the courtyard, and as soon as he entered, he was blinded by the beauty in the courtyard.

His newly chosen servant was leaning against the porch pillar, a straight back and a narrow waist outlined in a solid black suit. Sitting on the ground, the hem of his clothes was swept away, revealing the long legs underneath, one on the floor and the other on the floor. bend up.

The white wrist rests casually on the knee, the fingertips are long and slender, and the joints are distinct.

Jing Qishu suddenly felt that rebirth after death was not a bad thing.

He coughed lightly, and his servant finally raised his head. His dark eyes were calm and calm, and his handsome features had a hint of evil. Jing Qishu suddenly panicked. The other party had the urge to rush forward and kneel down.

No, hold back, he is now a deserted immortal, and cannot be destroyed.

Jing Qishu said indifferently: "Name."

Heng Rong was very surprised, he thought Xiao Yuren had recognized him, so he specifically pointed him out.

He put down the book, stood up and said, "Hengrong."

"Yeah." Jing Qishu nodded lightly. He looked calm on the outside, but he was a little broken inside. His servant's aura was too strong. How could he talk to someone with such a strong aura without showing timidity?

Jing Qishu thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out, the two stood facing each other in the yard for a while, Jing Qishu suddenly felt a little dry, he licked his lips, and said: "Help me fetch water, Ben You want to take a bath."

Heng Rong was silent for a while, then nodded.

It seems that his little mermaid didn't recognize him, not only didn't recognize him, but completely forgot about him.

Fine.

Heng Rong could only honestly fetch water, and after filling the wooden bucket in the room, he went to invite Jing Qishu who was waiting in the courtyard.

Jing Qishu was not polite, and locked him outside the door when he entered.

Heng Rong smiled helplessly, touched his nose, and retreated temporarily.

And Jing Qishu from inside the house entered the door, feeling worried, he hit a sealing talisman with his backhand, and then came to the wooden barrel.

The water in the wooden barrel is crystal clear, and the water temperature is just right.

Jing Qishu couldn't wait to get into the water, the moment the warm water covered his body, he let out a soft sigh, couldn't hold it back, and dived into the water.

The legs soaked in the water were slightly hot, Jing Qishu thought, and the slender legs turned into a sky blue fish tail, and the sunlight fell on the fish tail through the water surface, making it even more radiant.

Jing Qishu's body was as fair as porcelain, and his body was slightly thin, with a thin layer of muscles tightly attached to the bones. It had a fragile beauty, but also contained explosive power.

There is a depression in the back of the waist, the line stretches downwards, and connects with the fish's tail. Where the waist and tail meet, the scales are not so dense. If you don't look at the fish's tail, the light blue scales can barely cover the buttocks. half.

Jing Qishu lay on his stomach in the basin, the water gently supported his body, not to mention how comfortable it was, his long black hair was loose, hanging wetly on his shoulders, against the frost-colored shoulders and collarbone, adding a touch of charm .

But he doesn't know what he looks like now, squinting his eyes in comfort, the tail of the fish sways gently under the water, and people follow the surface of the water—so comfortable, as a fish, one should stay in the water, the whole time What's going on with Tian pretending to be indifferent and walking around in the crowd with a straight face.

What did the original owner think, why did he want to be this immortal, wouldn't it be good to find a sea to be a fish?

Jing Qishu really loves to take a bath, there may be nothing more comfortable than taking a bath in this world... He felt dazed when he was enjoying himself, he sank into the water, curled up into a ball and fell asleep.

The charming merman is lying on his side in the wooden barrel, with his upper body curled up, his fishtail as thin as gauze blooming on the water surface like a flower, reflecting the bright sunlight outside the window——

When Heng Rong pushed the door and entered, he saw such a scene.

The author has something to say: put a pre-receipt, and open it after the master——

"Became marked by a cat after wearing an Omega"

Chu Li transmigrated into an ABO world, and before he could figure out what an ABO was, he was completely marked by an unknown Alpha.

That night, a raccoon cat lived in the house.

As a senior cat slave, Chu Li quickly bought cat litter boxes, cat climbing frames, litter boxes and other things to welcome the cat owner into the house.

This cat does not have the aloofness of its master Meow at all. The first day we meet, it rubs against the scent glands on its head, and is extremely clingy and chatters.

He has to hug and eat with him when he walks, he has a bad temper, he often opens his mouth to bite people, and he meows desperately when he can't see anyone for a quarter of an hour. Chu Li pulls a × and it has to squat outside the toilet to guard, for fear that Chu Li will be flushed away by the toilet.

From then on, Chu Li lived a painful but happy life of being enslaved by the cat owner.

Until one day, Chu Li's climax came.

He found out that his cat owner can not only become human, but also an Alpha.

is his permanent marker.

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The prototype of the attack is my cat, that’s right, it’s the cat who helped me write the article (????), give our cat some face!Otherwise it will not be updated. (laughing)