She dragged her body to the outside of the palace, and the guards recognized her and were shocked to see her embarrassed appearance. When they were asking, they saw Xingxian leading a few immortals out of the palace.

Xingxian is often embarrassed these days, and she doesn't like this fairy very much. She avoids it if she wants to, so she bids farewell to the guards with a look and sneaks inside along the wall.

Xingxian saw her: "Stop."

She had to bite the bullet and come back to salute: "Xiao Cha has seen Xing Xian Envoy."

Xingxian looked her up and down: "You really escaped the thousand-year catastrophe, congratulations."

At this moment, she was extremely tired and her body was in pain. After hearing the irony in her words, she held back her anger and kept silent.

Xingxian instructed the left and right to hand over a list: "This is the recent flower news, you go and help send a letter, and then check whether there was a delay last time, and don't make any mistakes."

The guard next to her saw that she was covered in blood and couldn't bear it: "Xiaocha has just passed the catastrophe, isn't it..."

"Who hasn't experienced the calamity?" Xingxian interrupted him with a sneer, "It's so delicate even after a little injury, always only Xiaoxian is qualified to enter our Huachao Palace to be on duty, where is the wild monster running? It was Lord Shenzun who saw that she was pitiful, so she was extra kind. Now everyone in the palace is performing their duties and is very busy. Only she shamelessly pestered Lord Shenzun all day long, and I don’t know how much trouble she has caused us to do small things. All push three and four.”

The guard did not dare to speak.

She was silent for a moment, then smiled suddenly, raised her face and looked at Xingxian: "Master Shenzun personally agreed to Xiaocha's entry into the palace, Lord Shenzun told me to practice with my heart, and I don't need to worry about other errands, I want to take care of him, so I should do it. Things are being done, not idle, and the other immortal envoys are also very concerned on weekdays, saying that it is true that they have caused them a lot of trouble, but I don’t know what trouble they have caused Xing immortal envoy?”

Xingxian has always been domineering in the palace, but now she is scolded like this, but everyone is happy, but no one has ever dared to confront her face to face.

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Xingxian was stunned for a while, but when she reacted, her face flushed and she pointed at her: "You... presumptuous!"

She still smiled happily: "As far as I know, the flower affairs of the two seasons of the Huachao Palace are in charge of the Meixian Envoy, the internal affairs are arranged by the Lotus Immortal Envoy, the palace rules are rewarded and punished by the Lanxian Envoy, and Huaxin's proposed decree has Gui Immortal envoy, dare to ask Xingxian envoy what else is busy with other than sending messages to the Quartet and assigning others to do things?"

Xingxian was stunned.

She took the list and left: "Xiao Cha will go to work for Lord Shenzun, and retire."

Sifang Huaxin was very cumbersome, she was busy for most of the day, and finally sent out all the addresses on the list, and then inquired about the news of the last violation of the order, and it was not until dusk that she supported her to walk back to the palace, but she couldn’t find Jinxiu everywhere. The maids also only knew that he had something to do. In disappointment, she returned to the room tired and in pain, and lay on the bed and fell asleep.

When woke up, it was already dark outside, thought it was midnight.

He sat on the bed and looked at her.

About in the dream, the pain of the wound disappeared, and the whole body was cool and very comfortable. Knowing that it was the use of elixir, she closed her eyes again and held back her voice.

He smiled: "Does it still hurt?"

When he noticed, she hurriedly opened her eyes, turned over and got up: "I'm going to the Yaochi meeting."

Still thinking about this, he didn't know what to say, and after a while he sighed softly.

She remembered and asked, "Where has Lord Shen Zun gone?"

"Go do a little thing." Seeing with his own eyes the hardships and dangers of her calamity, it was much more serious than others. It was really difficult to explain this strange phenomenon, so he went to pay a special visit to Mr. Ziweixing. As expected, Mr. Ziweixing was powerless and had to Come back and find another way.

She had survived the catastrophe by herself, but he ran out to do errands without asking a question. She was disappointed and aggrieved, so she turned her face and did not speak.

He used to be a lover, of course he understood the reason, and laughed and condemned: "I don't understand."

She cried: "I almost died just now."

When he came back to see her lying on the bed covered in blood, she looked really pitiful. He vaguely felt pity, hugged her gently, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, didn't I watch, the injury will heal soon."

She understood and raised her face: "You saved me?" If the golden thing hadn't come flying to block it, she would definitely not only suffer this injury this time, and the consequences might be more serious.

Shouldn't have saved you, he shook his head and moved away from the topic: "Why did you contradict Xing Xian envoy today?"

She bit her lip and said nothing.

He frowned: "Even if you are dissatisfied, you shouldn't make her angry."

She raised her neck stubbornly: "she scolds me for shamelessly pestering you, why should I please her."

Seeing her dissatisfied face, he didn't say more.

She was nervous: "Master Shenzun also thinks that I am one of those frivolous flowers?"

He shook his head: "How come."

After carefully observing his expression and confirming that it was not a lie, she was relieved and lowered her head to think for a long time: "If you are not happy, I will apologize to her."

He smiled: "Forget it, don't do this again next time." Xing Xing's usual behavior is too public to convince the public, and someone should remind her once.

She didn't really want to apologize, so she threw it away when she heard the words: "Why don't you teach me to avoid the third thunder penalty?"

He patted her on the head: "It's easy to avoid lightning, and it's enough to hide in the Huachao Palace, but there is always a price to cultivate immortals and seek eternity. You can't become immortals without going through calamities, so you can avoid the heavy ones, but you can't avoid them. It will only aggravate the next catastrophe, and the future catastrophe will be heavier and heavier, you must practice diligently and not relax."

Getting heavier? She opened her eyes.

He couldn't bear it: "You..."

Her eyes became firm and bright immediately, and she interrupted him: "I'm not afraid!"

Without ignoring the fear in his eyes just now, he hesitated for a moment. Should he let her stay in the Huachao Palace and be a happy little monster under his protection? However, this idea was quickly rejected. He could not stay to protect her forever. According to her temperament, it would be difficult to stand in the Huachao Palace without him. Besides, the life span of the demon clan is at most 10,000 years, and she also cannot stay forever. beside him.

Keep this little monster by your side forever? He couldn't help but move in his heart, thinking of Ziwei Xingjun's suggestion.

She was originally destined to have a relationship with a loose immortal, but now it is suddenly vague and has always been regarded as a disaster. Could it not be a blessing, indicating that there is still a turning point in the matter? Loose immortals are not allowed to enter or leave the heaven at will. Before returning to her position, she obtained the chance to become an immortal. In the future, she can justifiably enter the heaven and stay with him on duty. From the loose immortal to the next immortal, could it be that her fate is uncertain? s reason?

He pondered for a moment and asked her: "Xiao Cha, if you experience another calamity, you will be able to reduce your cultivation by five hundred years and get the chance to become an immortal. Would you like it?"

She was puzzled: "What does Xiuxian Xian do?"

He replied: "Only the immortals can enter the heavenly court as a messenger."

She was even more puzzled: "Why should I go to heaven?"

He explained patiently: "Because I came from there, I live in Huachao Palace for the time being, and I will go back in the future."

She asked cautiously, "Are you really sent by...?"

He deliberately avoided the word "relegated", how could he not hear it, laughed, and was moved by this distraction, teasing her: "Yes, I did something wrong, so I was sent here."

She originally had a thousand years to become a Xiaoxian, but when she heard the news, she was silent for a long time and muttered: "Xiaxian will be cultivated for 50,000 years, can you not go back?"

He shook his head.

She was very disappointed: "Can you follow you when you become an immortal?"

He nodded: "If you are not a descendant, you will not be able to freely enter and exit the heavenly court. As long as you successfully survive the calamity this time, you will not only gain the chance to become an immortal, but also reduce your cultivation by five hundred years."

"Then I'll fix it," she agreed reluctantly, and then threw herself on him, "I listen to you, you hug me first!"

He didn't move: "We'll talk about it later."

She left his arms, pissed, "then I won't go."

He was helpless: "a rare opportunity, why not go."

"It was arranged by you, you also want me to become immortal soon?" She then hugged his neck again, "Don't worry, I won't make you wait too long, just hug me."

"I'm 200,000 years older than you." There was a smile in his voice.

"Don't be afraid, you can be 300,000 years old!"

The little demon was frivolous, he sighed secretly, and sure enough he held her in his arms.

She seemed to be trying to embarrass him: "Come on, let's go out and watch the stars and the moon."

"There are no stars outside."

"Then go out and sit, it's night, no one will see."

"..."

Sure enough, there were no stars outside. It was almost dawn and the morning breeze was blowing gently. He hugged her and sat on the porch, looking at the black sky in the distance.

"Master God."

"Um."

"I don't like cultivating immortals. The first few times I almost couldn't survive the catastrophe. Later, when I thought of you, it was over."

Is there such a thing? He smiles.

She was silent for a moment, hugged his neck and whispered, "As long as you can wait for me, I can repair it for another 50,000 years."

He looked at the small face in his arms: "It's okay to cultivate for 50,000 years, whether it is possible to obtain the fate of immortals is the most important."

"Then how will I endure the calamity and be tortured by lightning again?"

"No, just go to the world."

world? Her eyes lit up: "When?"

"The sooner the better." Noticing her joy, he frowned and reminded sternly, "This trip to the human world is a calamity, and you must not be moved by this, let alone have feelings with ordinary people, otherwise you will suffer the consequences, you can remember Living?"

She looked at him for a long time, seemed a little wronged, and whispered: "I will be your god queen in the future, how can I like mortals."

If it was said that he was more interested in and pity for her before, then mentioning it now, he has mixed feelings in his heart, and many ominous premonitions arise: "You must be the queen of gods?"

She was very sensitive, and she heard the temptation in her words and was uneasy: "You promised me."

He was silent.

The pure and transparent little demon originally thought that it was just because he was infatuated with him and wanted to be a goddess, and there was no other reason, but now she never imagined that she was real.

He was originally the deity of the gods, and he was relegated to this place for the time being, and she, even if she succeeded in this calamity, in the end, she would only have the fate of immortality. She didn't know the distance between them, so she blindly believed in him and followed his arrangement. Go ahead, if one day she knows the truth and finds out that she has been deceived, how will she react? Moreover, her fate is uncertain. This is a kind of danger. A little carelessness will bring disaster to the people around her. He has been ignoring it. The heart of this little demon is true. God and demon should not be born Love, isn't it her catastrophe? God's will cannot be defied. After a thousand years, he will return to his place in advance and ascend to the gods again. If he does not pay attention, it will inevitably affect the future catastrophe. Zhongtian has always been the center of the authentic Protoss, and the Kunlun people have coveted it for a long time, let alone make mistakes Otherwise, Zheng Zong will be restrained. As a descendant of the Zong Zong Protoss, the situation will never allow him to make any mistakes.

It's too dangerous to go on like this, for her as well as for him.

He put her down: "it's almost dawn, go back to sleep, I'll take you there after you heal up"

The years in the sky are endless, the dynasties on earth are replaced, and the four years in Shunde are spring.

The rebellion of the three kings of Liangzhou finally subsided, and the nearby prefectures and counties were seriously damaged, and a faint scene of depression was revealed. Only the most prosperous Ganzhou still did not lose its old style. Gradually showing a trend of recovery and prosperity, the wealthy businessmen and gentry in Ganzhou always seem to have accurate vision, and they will always withdraw first when it is time to withdraw.

In the deserted mountains outside Ganzhou, in recent months, many people have been seen carrying boulders in and out at any time, causing people around to inquire. Just by looking at this situation, you can imagine the scale of the house. heard that this land was also bought from two big country gentlemen at a high price. Now its owner is the famous richest man in Ganzhou, Merry Duan Lang.

There is a flowerbed in the garden, in which all kinds of flowers grow, and there are huge boulders as high as mountains not far away. Many craftsmen gather in one place to discuss with tools such as shovels and hoes.

"This is the only platform left, should we start construction now?"

"The chief has already gone to ask the son."

Just as he was talking, they suddenly saw a middle-aged, white and fat man in extraordinary clothes walking over, and everyone rushed around and asked, "Sir, what does the son say?"

The main pipe: "Young master will set up wine in the garden later, I told you to rest first, and then start work tomorrow, and the wages will be calculated."

After earning a day's wages in vain, the craftsmen are happy to leave.

In the flowerbed, a little demon breathed a sigh of relief.

He was almost wiped out when he first arrived. It can be seen that as Lord Shenzun said, this calamity is very dangerous. Now that his mana is limited, even Lord Shenzun can't intervene. The fragile boarding body should seek shelter from a benefactor.

Thinking of his instructions, the little demon secretly began to plan.

There was laughter not far away.

A woman's coquettish laughter, a man's cheerful laughter.

A young gentleman in white came with two beauties from left to right, and several maids followed behind with a smile, some carrying a bench and a small table, and some holding a jug of fruit and vegetables. Although women are beautiful, men are even more outstanding. They belong to the type that can be picked out at a glance when standing in the crowd. They are tall and lazy, and they are born with wealth and nobility.

"When you count Ganzhou's eight-sided wealth, 90% of it is in Duan Lang's hands." And where there is a romantic Duan Lang, there must be beautiful women.

The little demon pouted.

Although this young man is very good-looking, he is still the most beautiful Lord Shenzun, and Lord Shenzun will only hug her, not so many women. Of course, as for whether Lord God Venerable had hugged anyone before her, she simply forgot to investigate this matter.

"This bunch of camellias is blooming so well, just put it here." A beautiful woman suggested.

"Beauty said that it's better to put it where it is." The son turned around without hesitation and asked the maids to pack up and set up the wine.

...

The flowerbed became even more lively. The two beauties accompany him to drink wine, praise the beautiful camellia flowers, and dance to please him. The little demon simply closed his eyes and basked in the sun.

After a while, there was a beautiful piano sound.

Unlike the Xianle of Huachao Palace, who is calm, brisk and slightly flamboyant, with a little bit of romance, you can guess who the person who plays the qin is without thinking.

The little demon opened his eyes curiously.

It turned out that when the two girls were dancing, the young master was also interested, and asked someone to set up a Zhang Xiang table next to the camellia.

The more cheerful the piano sounded, the happier the beauty danced.

The lively sound of the piano is intertwined with laughter, and the five hundred years of life of cultivating immortals can't help but come to mind, but the little demon inexplicably gives birth to a trace of loneliness. She didn't like to practice cultivation, and she looked at the beauty of the world many times and yearned for it, but in order to become a goddess, she held back, and now she finally approached him.

I don't know who said it, loneliness is like spring grass, more and more born.

You must cultivate to become an immortal, so that you can enter the heaven with him. The little demon felt even more melancholy, couldn't help holding his head and sighed, bowed his head to comfort himself, fortunately he was by his side, otherwise he would have to endure loneliness for tens of thousands of years in the future.

"That camellia looks good, why don't you cut it and put it in a bottle?"

"Cut and wear!"

All the sentimental thoughts drifted away immediately, and the little demon looked up in fright.

The beauty looked at Duan Fei with a smile: "Let's cut a branch, shall we?"

Not good, not good!Seeing her pointing at her true form, the little demon almost wanted to cry. She was cut off, and her cultivation base must be damaged for ten years!So she immediately looked at the son.

The young master could not see the pleading look on her face beside her, and waved without hesitation: "Since the beauty likes it, just cut it."

The little demon gritted his teeth with hatred, and almost didn't show up immediately and rushed up to beat him.

Fortunately, the beauty changed her mind and acted coquettishly with him: "Forget it, what's so good about wearing these fake flowers."

The young master touched the flower seriously: "Beauty's words are wrong, this is the real flower."

The beauty turned angrily.

The son smiled and hugged her: "Then what do you want?"

The beauty turned her anger into joy, and whispered a few words in his ear.

The son nodded: "Tomorrow I will ask someone to buy it for you."

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