He's super fierce and super cute [Quick Transmigration]

At the moment when Wuji was rescued, Qingxuan could no longer do anything to Wuji. No matter how hateful this person was, he was still the one he loved.

Wuji stretched out his hand, hooked Qingxuan's neck, and couldn't help kissing him hard on the cheek.

Qingxuan's ears turned red, and he leaned over to kiss him.

In the quiet and peaceful morning, the two people in the room were lingering in love. Wuji bit his lip lightly, panting slightly, and asked, "So, what is Master's plan in the future?"

"I don't plan to go back to the Great Zen Temple. Now your life or death is uncertain, and I'm afraid that many eyes are watching you in the dark. If you want, I want to retire with you and protect you forever." Qingxuan's hoarse voice came Wrapped around Wuji's ears.

For a moment, Wuji was dizzy, so happy that he was dizzy.

Qingxuan said that he would go into seclusion with him.

willing!Of course he would!How could you not want to.

He has long been bored with the struggle between the three sects of Cangzhou, but now that his lover is by his side, he does not want to participate in all the struggles between righteousness and demons, and it is his heart's wish to return to seclusion.

"Well...then go back to hiding."

"The people in the Great Zen Temple have already known my whereabouts, and this place may not be a place to stay for a long time." Qingxuan said, with a hint of uneasiness in his expression.

Compared with himself, he was more afraid of Wuji being discovered by others.

Even though Wuji has successfully crossed the catastrophe and his strength has greatly increased, he can't let him feel at ease. Only when this person lives well under his nose can he feel at ease.

"Where are we going?" Wuji teased, his phoenix eyes stared straight at Qingxuan, with a trace of yearning and longing in his eyes.

Qingxuan looked at him, his tone was soft and pampering, even he didn't realize it, "Where do you want to go?"

"Where Qingqing is, is where I belong."

The word "Qingqing" made Qingxuan's face appear uncomfortably shy, with a little flush.

Immediately, as if he had discovered a new continent, Wuji said in disbelief, "Wow, Master, you are blushing."

Qingxuan turned his head away and said lightly: "Don't call me Guru again."

"Then what should it be called?" Wuji pretended not to understand.

"Lady?" Wuji tilted his head.

Qingxuan should not.

"daughter in law?"

Qingxuan still shouldn't.

Wuji sighed, "Husband?"

The sound of "husband" almost made Qingxuan lose his position, a tingling electric current rose in his heart, he couldn't bear it anymore, and kissed his evil mouth.

"Qingqing, it's still daytime, it's good to be promiscuous during the daytime."

"To shut up."

"Before I married into your family, you have already treated me so fiercely..."

"Stick out your tongue."

Wuji snorted.

The sky was blue and white, and the warm sun came in through the window sills, but the spring light in the house was a bit brighter than the bright sun outside.

Wuji's injury has not yet healed, Qingxuan originally planned to take Wuji away after recuperating here for a period of time.

Every day during the day, Qingxuan would go out to collect some elixir. Wuji was lazy, so he was too lazy to move. He stayed at home to raise fish and chickens, so he felt very comfortable.

During this period of time, Wuji's body has gradually recovered, and his face is no longer as pale and sick as it was at the beginning. With Qingxuan here, he can refine medicine to heal his injuries during the day, and do some indescribable things at night, not to mention how happy Wuji is. .

On this day, Wuji sat beside the small pond in the yard and grabbed a handful of fish food to feed the fish.

Qingxuan was not at home, only Wuji was left alone, and Wuji panicked at leisure, so he could only find some fun by himself.

In fact, Wuji wanted to go out with Qingxuan, but he was afraid of being recognized by others, and he was unwilling to turn into a cat.

A group of goldfish surrounded him in the pond, scrambling to grab the fish food.

Wuji curled his lips, and looked at these stupid things with disgust on his face, "Eat slowly, and no one will snatch it from you."

The fish couldn't understand, Wuji sighed and said, "Why am I so miserable, I can only play with you."

The big rooster in the yard cooed twice when he heard his voice, as if responding.

Wuji looked back at them angrily, "What's the name, it's so noisy, and I didn't talk to you."

Just when Wuji was bored, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Wuji glanced at the door in surprise.

Qingxuan was not familiar with those neighbors, and this was the first time someone knocked on the door to find him, and Wuji had a very bad premonition in his heart.

Standing up, he walked towards the gate and asked, "Who?"

The person outside the door didn't make a sound, only knocked twice again.

Wuji frowned slightly, opened the door, and immediately after, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

What appeared in front of his eyes was an extremely familiar monk, kind and gentle.

Shanhe was dressed in a bright yellow cassock, and was obviously taken aback when he saw Wuji.

Wuji said in his heart that he was not good, and without further ado, he was about to close the door and keep people out, as if nothing had happened.

Shan He shot very quickly and immediately stopped his movement.

Shan He called out in a low voice: "My lord." His expression was full of guard.

Wuji sighed inwardly, thinking that this monk came at the wrong time, if he came a few days later, they would have to leave Qingshui Town.

Wuji shook off his hand, with an extremely indifferent expression, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I heard people say that Master Qingxuan lives here, why are you here? Where is the master? What have you done to the master?"

Everyone knows that Mozong Wuji is a cold-blooded and ruthless devil who kills people without blinking an eye.

So when Shan He saw him, he felt anxious and angry.

The corners of Wuji's lips curled up slightly, and a hint of malice appeared on his face, "Guess."

"If something happens to the master, the Dachan Temple will definitely make you pay in blood!"

Wuji chuckled, and said: "Then you are late, there is no master Qingxuan in this world, you masters, he was eaten by me."

When the words fell, there was a low and hoarse laughter, and Wuji continued: "Monk meat, but it is a great tonic, especially the monks of your Dachan Temple. I have just passed through life and death, and my body is very weak. It is just right I saw your master and saw that he had a special constitution, so I ate him."

A monstrous anger suddenly appeared on Shan He's face: "What are you talking about? Wuji! How dare you..."

"I never say it a second time. I want to find your master? I'm afraid I will disappoint you. There is no Master Qingxuan here. Please go back."

After Wuji finished speaking, he wanted to close the door.

At this moment, Shanhe slashed at Wuji with a palm!

Shan He said angrily: "You devil! Return our master! Today I will do justice for the heavens and avenge my master!"

Wuji laughed loudly, took a few steps back, and said with a flick of his sleeves, "Are you monks so easy to deceive?"

Shanhe didn't understand.

A few days ago, his disciples reported that Master Qingxuan had been found in Qingshui Town, and he just found it. He didn't expect that what he saw was not the master, but Wuji of the Demon Sect!How could this not make him suspicious!Did something really happen to the master?

The Demon Sect and the Shangqing Sect of the Dachan Temple have always been at odds.

If Wuji really did such a thing, it would not be surprising.

For example, a devil like Wuji has killed more people than people have eaten, so what can't be done?

Wuji stood there leisurely with his hands behind his back, Shanhe attacked him, but he just turned sideways to dodge it, and did not fight back, making it difficult for others to see his intention.

After Shanhe made a few moves, he saw that Wuji was calm and calm, and he didn't fight back, thinking that he was underestimated, and he would be furious.

Then Shanhe took out the subduing magic pestle on his back, and wanted to fight Wuji desperately.

Behind him, suddenly there was a voice, that voice was clear and cold, who else could it be if it wasn't Qingxuan?

"Nephew?"

Shan He's attacking action froze immediately, and then turned around suddenly, looking at Qingxuan in disbelief, "Master?"

Qingxuan's hair is longer than before.

Qingxuan stepped forward, handed the bamboo basket in his hand to Wuji familiarly, Wuji reached out to take it, and took the bamboo basket into the house.

Qingxuan frowned and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Seeing the movements of the two, Shan He glanced at them strangely, and said, "Master, Master Uncle, what's going on? Why is Wuji here?"

Wuji came over, stretched out his hand and hooked Qingxuan's neck with a smile, and said: "I'm very good, but I have never bullied your nephew, but your nephew yelled at me as soon as he came, and said he wanted me to give you money." My life is terrible, if you come back later, maybe I will die at the hands of your nephew."

Qingxuan's eyes showed helplessness, knowing that Wuji was talking nonsense, but he didn't dismantle his stage, just whispered to him: "I will compensate you tonight."

Wuji squinted his eyes, showing a satisfied and lazy expression like a cat, satisfied.

He said: "You have something to say, do you need me to avoid it?"

After Wuji finished speaking, he turned to leave.

Qingxuan reached out and grabbed his wrist, saying: "No need."

But at this time, Shanhe could no longer understand the situation, what's going on?Why does Wuji seem to have a good relationship with their master?Shanhe vaguely felt that something was wrong, the master seemed really too gentle.

On weekdays, Qingxuan, who doesn't pretend to be polite to anyone, has a cold appearance, has he ever been so gentle and pampering to others?

"Uncle Master..." Shan He's voice sounded quite aggrieved, and he didn't understand what he had missed, as if something great had happened.

Qingxuan then turned his head and said: "You don't need to call me Shishu, and you don't need to call me Guru anymore. What I asked Chengming to bring to you before is my decision."

Shanhe looked back and forth between Qingxuan and Wuji.

"Master... sir, you really can't go back to the Great Chan Temple? Even if I beg you..."

Qingxuan shook his head, "If you came this time to persuade me to go back to the Great Chan Temple, then there is no need."

"Can I ask why? You said that you have broken the precepts of lust and can no longer practice Buddhism, but the master, we disciples of the Dachan Temple, never stick to the rules and regulations. Some disciples who are profound in Taoism break the precepts in order to enter the world, even He will break the precepts on his own, and experience the joys, sorrows, emotions, and six desires of the world." Shanhe was panicked.

"My heart belongs to me, and I have no intention of cultivating Buddha." Qingxuan's tone was light.

"But..." Shanhe wanted to say something more.

Wuji interrupted his next words with a smiling voice, "Don't you understand, monk? If you don't understand, look up."

Wuji pinched Qingxuan's chin, kissed him forcefully on his lips, and then looked at Shanhe, "Do you understand? Qingxuan is already mine and no longer belongs to your great Zen temple, so please go back .”

At this moment, Shanhe has been scorched by Lei's inside and outside.

Seeing this scene, what else do you not understand?

Their guru was clearly deceived and seduced by Wuji, the evil heretic!Their master's four elements are all empty, and the six sense organs are pure. How could they do such a thing? Wuji must have used some means.

Shan He was trembling with anger, "Wuji! Let go of Mister!"

"Don't let it go?"

Shanhe has to do it again.

Qingxuan sighed, and stretched out his hand to block it, "Shanhe, I have never been a saint, and I have never given up my emotions and desires. I have been practicing Buddhism for more than forty years, and I have been living in hatred for the first half of my life. Half my life I want to spend the rest of my life with him..."