Reborn as a thief and a husband

A kid without long hair dares to tell me what he likes, it's funny..."

He scoffed disdainfully, the middle-aged uncle who is still a virgin is obviously very sensitive to this topic.

Let him laugh and scold, Yuemu still dealt with it calmly: "Master, please don't say that grapes are sour if you can't eat grapes. No one dares to say what will happen in the future, but if Xiaolu's master is willing to keep Xiaolu, then I will definitely take good care of him, no matter who he is, even if he is a friend, partner, brother, playmate... it doesn't matter."

Knowing that this only apprentice has been lonely since he was a child, it's not that he has a withdrawn personality, but that he often can't understand the things he wants to touch, so he spends most of his time with himself, an adult who has no redundant common language of.

After finally meeting someone who is interested, it is reasonable for the apprentice to hold on and not let go. The Taoist of Dixuan pondered for a while, and then said: "Mumu, we have to think clearly, Xiaolu is not a pet. , when you are happy, just kiss him like something, when you are not happy, you can kick him aside, or even abandon him, you have to treat him as a person."

Yue Yuemu rolled his eyes and said, "I will!" He has always regarded Xiaolu as a little monster, a little monster with flesh and blood, emotions, emotions, and feelings!

"Well..." He was still very relieved of his little apprentice, and the Taoist of Dixuan turned to Nanfeng again: "Are you relieved now?"

"What's the use of worrying? There is always a banquet in the world. He has a pair of wings that can soar, so he naturally has his own world to break through. If I imprison him, it will make him unhappy."

"It's really an honor for Xiaolu to have a master like you," the Taoist of Dixuan was a little moved when he heard it. It's really not easy for a little demon like Nanfeng's age to understand this, "Well, as a Thank you for your tolerance, I will give you a fur."

"Huh?" Is this stuff still available?

The confused Nanfeng was taken to his private basement by the Taoist of Dixuan. There are countless wine jars in the basement. What are filled in the jars are not wine, but demons and ghosts.

"I don't know what kind of fur you like? There are snake spirits, nine-tailed fox spirits, nine-life cat demons, tree spirits, and turtle fairies..."

"Wait, wait! Daxian, you dare to catch him?" Nan Feng looked surprised.

"Hey, I just call it a great immortal. How many people can actually become immortals? Aren't they all spirits and monsters?"

"That's right..." It's so easy to become a fairy, isn't it too early for the world to be united, how can there be so many things.

"Tell me, which one you like, I can take it off and install it for you." Dixuan Dao waved his sleeves angrily, looking like a generous local tyrant who can be chosen by you.

"...This is a bit too cruel."

Nanfeng's round eyes looked around the jars in the room, and finally he shook his head and rejected his kindness: "I don't want it anymore, my own fur will grow out soon, so why bother?" Use someone else's."

"Are you sure? You lost so much spiritual power at once, and the wound will naturally heal more slowly. It's very cold outside now. Are you going to live here for a while?"

"No, I want to go home!"

"After you go home, let your family see you like this?"

The little mouse lay in his palm with its mouth pursed and fell silent.

【095】Love is not sympathy

"This is a thank you gift. You don't have to worry about it too much. I accepted these things because they did a lot of evil. It's right to make them suffer a little bit!" The Taoist of Dixuan sighed with emotion. Continued: "If the demons are as kind as you are, then my life will not be so rough, little thing, being too soft-hearted is not a good thing, be careful to be bullied by others! Well, I won't make things difficult for you, just use nine Let me make fur for you from the tail of the tail fox. Its fur is comfortable and warm. Everyone uses it to make fox fur coats. It is very expensive~"

"Okay..." I can't figure out why so many people say that he is soft-hearted, is he soft-hearted?It seems a bit, has he been bullied?Uh... this is also there, but it has nothing to do with soft-heartedness. Even if his heart is as hard as iron, he should still be defeated in the face of a strong enemy, alas...

Soon, Nanfeng appeared wearing a gorgeous white shirt that was worth a lot of money at first glance. The hastily tied ponytail was straightened out, and only one strand was tied with a long white silk ribbon, and the rest was scattered around. Behind him, the cuffs are wide, and the neckline is embroidered with a large cloud pattern with silver thread. When walking, it can be described as chic and handsome, swaying.

Nan Feng was originally fair-skinned, and the biggest disobedience to wearing this kind of clothes that was completely different from his original style was his own temperament. After wearing them, he felt inexplicably alienated and indifferent, or the owner of this fur was This temperament, so his fur is also affected?Who knows.

"The color of these clothes is really impatient," so that he didn't dare to touch this or that casually. "Okay, since I'm busy, I'll help, and I'll let go of this worry, and I should go."

"Aren't you going to stay for a meal?" The Taoist of Dixuan blinked at him, "My apprentice cooks very well~ It will definitely make you a real treat~"

"No need," he only has one concern now, and that is to go back and see someone as soon as possible><! ! !So no matter how big the temptation is, it is invulnerable, "Let's talk about it if there is a destiny, and there will be a period later!"

"Take care of yourself!"

Nanfeng took a deep look at Xiaolu for the last time, then turned around lightly, and left quietly.

Xiaolu, who was playing a clapping game with his master, suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and the unspeakable sense of emptiness squeezed him like an invisible big hand. He subconsciously looked towards the door, and there was only a piece of white clothes, quickly catching it. Pass the door, and then, disappear without a trace.

He stared blankly for a while, and didn't realize that he was crying until Yue Yuemu's hand touched his cheek?

Why are you crying, why do you feel so sad when you see that stranger leave, you are almost out of breath.

"Xiaolu, what's the matter with you? Is there any discomfort?" The master's concerned voice brought back his wandering thoughts. The master was worried, so he immediately smiled sweetly, and said in a childish voice, "Xiaolu is fine! Let's continue playing, come on! You shoot three, I shoot three..."

┈━═☆You and I are not related by blood, not friends, let alone brothers.

But there is just a tie, pulling between you and me, cutting constantly, and making things messy.

I will remember everything you said, everything you did, every sentence, every thing.

I will never forget that there was a very cute child in my life. I regard him as someone who is closer than my relatives. He has a bit of a bad mouth, but he treats me wholeheartedly.

thank you.

Nanfeng thought that he would return to the enchantment smoothly, meet the person who misses him day and night, and relieve the pain of lovesickness.

Until he found out that the tassel equivalent to the 'passport' was lost? !Only then did he completely accept the fact that he was trapped outside the barrier.

He leaned against the outer wall of the barrier that was invisible to the naked eye, and ravaged the weeds on the ground with his toes.

The eyes are full of green, but now there is only a withered yellow patch. The sun is blazing, but it doesn't feel so hot when it shines on the body.

The wind is not strong, but it is extraordinarily cold when it blows on the body.

It seems that overnight, autumn has passed, and winter is about to pass.

It was noon at this time, Nanfeng thought that the people inside would always come out to buy food, so he waited patiently at the entrance and exit.

Sure enough, after a while, a person walked out leisurely from inside humming a little tune with his hands behind his back.

Nanfeng exclaimed in surprise: "Master!"

The man turned around and was a little surprised when he saw Nan Feng, and then greeted him with a big smile: "You boy, you're back!"

The two gave each other a long-lost reunion hug. Nan Feng was so happy that he couldn't express it. He didn't know what to say for a moment, and he held back for a long time before he said, "Um... is he... all right?"

"Not bad," Mudan looked him up and down, and said strangely, "Are you... getting rich?"

"Go, go, this is a gift from someone else," Nanfeng scratched his hair in embarrassment, "It's a long story, you're going to buy food, right, I'll accompany you, and talk while walking."

"Row!"

The two walked slowly side by side, Mudan suddenly said: "I thought, with your temperament, you would accept him."

Nanfeng was a little confused by the words of not going to the village and not going to the store: "Who?"

"The prince who ascended the throne as the emperor is a very nice person, and he treats you even better. I didn't expect you to leave quite simply."

The corner of Nanfeng's mouth twitched, "Master, don't tell me you're spying on me."

"No, it's this." Peony took out a small round mirror from her bosom, with a handle on it, and delicate patterns carved on the back, but there were interlaced cracks on the mirror?

Nan Feng looked over and over, but didn't see anything strange, so he returned it to him and asked, "How do you use this?"

"It can't be used now. This sky-reaching mirror has been broken since you were pulled into the devil's prison. It must have been done by the devil. I can see clearly what happened to you before it was broken. "

He said solemnly: "This is not surveillance. I did it because I was afraid that something would happen to you. Hey, you answered my question. I was thinking at the time, for a person who is easy to be soft-hearted like you, if others show weakness I can't wait to pour out my heart, lungs, and brains to others, how can I be so unfeeling to this infatuated emperor?"

"It's not unfeeling," Nan Feng also solemnly stated his position, "I don't like him, if I accept him, it's not the same as deceiving others