friend of women

It is rumored that there is a fairy mountain on the sea. It is located on the northeast coast of the East China Sea.

Standing horizontally in the air, Xi Yu Yujian looked at Penglai below, and saw a mountain island surrounded by a round sea, the sea was rare and dark black, even though there was no wind, huge waves rolled up from time to time.

I saw that the island was lush and lush, half of the mountain was covered with trees, and the Penglai Mountain Gate stood on the top of the mountain. The 99-level bluestone steps that the ancestor of Penglai personally found, and carved a magic circle on it, so he was not allowed to fly to the mountain by magic. In front of the gate, visitors to Penglai must walk up step by step.

This shows that Penglai is so arrogant.

Xi Yu came down and stood on the steps to think for a while before deciding to go up step by step. After all, he had something to ask for, and it was hard for him to cut through the nearly thousand-year-old magic circle with his sword.

"Who is coming?"

"Medicine seeker!" Xi Yu felt that he had no false reputation, and he reported his name in the underworld, as if he was just being raised by Jia Luo. Thinking about it like this, Xi Yu felt a little ashamed, but he really didn't have a job.

"What medicine are you asking for? I, Penglai, have never been in contact with outsiders since ancient times, and there is no reason to borrow medicines from outsiders. You should go back." The voice was extremely young, like a little fairy boy guarding the gate.

"I just want to ask a herb from Penglai to save people, and I hope the fairy boy will be more merciful."

"Which herbal medicine?" The fairy boy couldn't help asking when he heard that he was saving lives.

"Lingtan Grass!"

"...Don't borrow it, you leave quickly before my uncle comes."

Xi Yu: "A person who is very important to me is dying and I am waiting for Lingtancao to save her life. I also hope that Penglai can bear the pain and give up. I will be grateful. I can exchange whatever Penglai wants!"

Seeing what Xiyu said, the fairy boy didn't get tired of hearing what Xiyu said: "You don't understand people's words, do you? I won't borrow if I say no. My Penglai Lingtan grass has only grown for nearly a thousand years. You can borrow as much as you want. Then these people who are dying all over the world don’t ask us to borrow herbs?”

If it was normal, Xi Yu could still chatter with the little boy with energy, but although the words of the big monster in Jiuzhao were ugly, they were not completely wrong.

The people of Penglai Xiandao would not spit out Lingtan grass if they didn't beat them. He can wait for Jia Luo but he can't. Not to mention the three-day deadline he set himself, he can't wait to take the fairy grass back now and give it to Jia Luo , so that he would immediately stand in front of him alive.

He is a pure swordsman, no less than Lu Yanzhi, he seems to be stupid on weekdays,

As soon as he pulled out the sword, he seemed to be a different person. Qing Huoliao surrounded him, making his face a bit strange. The mountain-opening formation attached to the stone steps would automatically open when it sensed the murderous aura on Xi Yu's body. .

The little fairy boy in front of the mountain gate probably hadn't seen anyone come to Penglai to make troubles for many years, he was startled when he saw the sharp sound of the Kaishan formation, and then he shouted at Xiyu in a panic: "What are you doing? If you don’t listen to good words, you opened the mountain formation to attract my uncle, but even Immortal Da Luo can’t keep you.”

"I said that I want to borrow Penglai's fairy grass to save people. Since Penglai is not flexible, I will get it today no matter what method I use!" Xi Yu showed a determined face, and the sword was about to break the big formation between opening and closing.

"Presumptuous!" the fairy boy shouted without caring about etiquette.

"break!"

"This big formation will backfire, you don't want to die?"

When the sword blade touched the barrier, Xi Yu suffered backlash and vomited blood.

"This grand formation was built by my ancestors of Penglai. Even the Buddhas of the Western Heaven, the ancestors outside the Jiuchong couldn't break it..." The fairy boy saw that the blue screen was about to burst, and spat out a word, "open..."

"My uncle, this is fatal. Come and come... The mountain opening formation was split by a lunatic..." The fairy boy hurriedly turned around and ran back, not even looking at the stones on the ground, and was tripped Falling down, got up and shouted like a madman: "Master, Master..."

Holding the sword, Xi Yu almost couldn't stand still, and the blood in his mouth was spitting out desperately. He almost hurt his lungs by this big backlash. crazy.

Even so, Xi Yu continued to step up the 99 green stone steps step by step.

"Uncle, it's him, he's a lunatic. I told him that the big formation would backfire, but he still cut it?" The little fairy boy covered his forehead with an aggrieved face, and rubbed his chest that the uncle gave him a shudder just now. The place.

The man called the uncle looked gentle and fair, and looked at his little nephew with soft eyes: "Kun'er, it's not that the uncle said you, you just let him come in, why do you have to force him to break the door?" It took so long for us to welcome a living person in Penglai."

The little fairy boy who was called Kun'er stared at Shui Lingling's eyes with a bit of embarrassment: "I was just playing tricks on him, and I didn't expect him to be so stupid."

"Hey, uncle, do you see that he broke the formation and still walked up step by step?"

Yan Di looked at it and sighed: "Oh, it seems that the dying person is really important to him, the word love is misleading..."

Kun'er: "Master, what is love?"

Yan Di patted Kun'er's forehead: "What are you asking nonsense?"

Kun'er refused to accept: "If you don't understand, you have to ask. Didn't you teach me this?"

Yan Di: "If I tell you, can you understand? In the heavens and the earth, in all the wilds and seas, there are still many people who are fighting to the death over this one word. There are many people who don't even want to save their lives..."

Kun'er curled her lips: "I don't understand that uncle, you understand. You have been raised in Penglai since you were a child and haven't been out yet, have you? You haven't even touched a woman's hand. If you don't tell me, you probably don't know it." ?”

Yan Di: "..."

Yan Di coughed a few times to cover up being poked at the center and said, "He is so affectionate, so give him any herbs you want! By the way, what is he looking for in Penglai?"

Kun'er was a little embarrassed: "Lingtan Grass!"

"…………"

Yan Di instantly felt a little pain on his face, not a normal pain.

"Nine hundred and ninety-seven, nine hundred and ninety-eight, nine hundred and ninety-nine..." Xi Yu counted the last few steps, and when she finally reached the top of the mountain, she couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

The two masters and nephews who were waiting to eat melon seeds were startled by the sudden gift, they didn't even eat melon seeds, and rushed to Xi Yu's side to help him up.

"What should I do, Uncle? This person fainted?"

Yan Di glanced at the red mark between Xi Yu's eyebrows and put it on his back: "Hey! Not only was the fairy bone drawn, but also the fallen devil's seal was engraved. It's hard for him to last this long!"

Kun'er: "Uncle, don't study it anymore, come and help me, I can't help it anymore!"

Yan Di rolled his eyes: "The elixir and grasses that were fed to you on weekdays have all been eaten into the dog's stomach, and they don't even have the strength to do so!"

After finishing speaking, Yan Di went to support Xi Yu, but did not pull Xi Yu up after supporting him for a long time.

Kun'er looked at Yan Di with contempt: "Master, where are those elixir and grass you ate?"

"Stop talking, give me a hand!"

The master and nephew slowly carried Xi Yu into the mountain gate one after the other.

Jia Luo had that dream again. In the dream, there was a narrow alley. Walking along the alley, he could see a small fenced courtyard.Pushing open the old wooden door, one can see a grape trellis around the courtyard, and a rocking chair is placed under the trellis.

This scene is very familiar to Jia Luo, because it is the same as the layout of the small courtyard in the underworld. Jia Luo followed the last dream and walked inside.

Just like last time, there was a bed, a table, and a bookcase in the house. On the table were books and paper with wet ink.

Just as Jia Luo was about to open it and take a look, he heard some movement from the inner room. When he turned around, he saw the bed curtain in the inner room half-hanging on the bed hook, exposing the two naked people inside. The two were entangled together. The rather cold-looking man was pressed down, with his back against the bedpost, his eyes half-closed, and only a half-open robe remained on his body to cover a little bit of spring, while the neck of the man above him who was close to him was biting, a The hand slowly slid to the man's back and gradually touched the buttocks.

The man who didn't know what touched him called out: "Qiran!"

Jia Luo is naturally very proficient in these cloud/rain things after being in the Three Realms, but it is the first time for him to appreciate such a close live erotic palace.

The bed curtain was half hooked and half hung, and Jia Luo couldn't see the faces of the two clearly for a moment. Although he was thick-skinned, he didn't want to admire them face to face, so he closed his eyes and walked outside slowly.

"Qiran, today I saw that Grandma Wang was ill, so I picked some herbs for her, why don't we wait and see her?" The man who was still in the room just now appeared in the yard and confronted her. Looking at the man in white lying under the grape trellis, he was full of smiles.

Jia Luo sighed slightly. Seeing this scene, he knew that he had fallen into a sea of ​​dreams. He heard that Aning said that he had disappeared for a while when he was the king of the palace, and after returning, he completely changed himself. I can't remember things clearly.

Immortals don't often dream, and the more the heavens and the earth become, the less dare those dream weavers dare to approach. Like Jia Luo's dream of such a scene, I'm afraid it's his heart.

The person sleeping on the wicker chair took advantage of the cold-faced man's inattention and pulled him into his arms, and the two slept side by side on the reclining chair.

"Okay, Grandma Wang's son died early on the battlefield, and the government doesn't care about her, and we have been taken care of by her, so we should do our filial piety!"

"Then I'll buy some sweet cakes that grandma likes later."

"Yes, yes, I will listen to you!"

"Hey, why is it so..."

Jia Luo walked over slowly to see who the person called Urushiran was, and how he was greasy than him.

Qi Ran had a blank face, unable to see clearly.

If you want to say that the King of the Ten Palaces has never seen any big storms, no monsters and goblins, this faceless man can't do it...

Looking next to Qiran, the cold-faced man looked familiar.

Jia Luo was so frightened that he gasped and thought for a while, so he went up and grabbed the man and shouted, "Xi Yu, why are you here?"

The author has something to say: Jia Luo: "I heard that I have no face in this chapter?"

Everyone trembled: "This thing...you never asked for it..."