There is everything in the temple of Qiyuan.
Just talking about this yard, the scenery inside is elegant and there are many leisure things.
There is a tea table for making tea, a small pavilion, and even a rocking chair.
After Jiang Yuanxi had eaten and drunk his fill, he lay down on the rocking chair, closed his eyes and rocked back and forth, feeling extremely comfortable.
"Heaven has sent a call, but unfortunately I was in the mortal world during those few days, and I don't know who he sent it to."
Qi Yuan raised his head: "When did you find out?"
Jiang Yuanxi glanced at the top of the wall, and Qiongqi immediately said, "When the master's third sister-in-law gave birth."
Tiandao knew that Jiang Yuanxi would not come back at this time, so he acted recklessly.
"If he can't give it to Seibu, then who could it be?"
While Jiang Yuanxi was thinking, Qiyuan brought over another soup.
The fragrance spread throughout the yard, and even the eight cicadas on the wall couldn't help but stretch their necks.
"Qiyuan, if you keep doing this, I'll get fat." Jiang Yuanxi complained, but her eyes were always on the soup. "What if I get fat now and can't get married?"
"Then I will marry her." Qi Yuan stopped talking halfway, but found that all the living things in the yard were looking at him, "Go help Master find a husband."
Jiang Yuanxi suddenly felt like he had lost something.
It feels a bit uncomfortable.
Such a beautiful guy, what a pity.
She is his apprentice.
"Tell Shoude and Shouren to pay more attention these days." Jiang Yuanxi still couldn't let it go. That bastard Tiandao sent a summons while she was away. No matter what, she must find that guy.
Qi Yuan nodded, feeling relieved immediately.
"Master, rest assured. I will pay attention."
At the same time, in the demon world.
Siming has been in the demon world for a month, during which time the demon king Shangling has found reasons several times to force him to stay.
No matter what, he must go this time.
"My Lord, where are you going?" The person guarding the door was Sang Yi. Shang Ling specially asked him to take care of Siming.
Siming waved his hands and put them behind his back: "Return to heaven!"
When Sang Yi heard this, he immediately stood in front of Siming.
"My Lord, we cannot let you leave without the king's order."
Siming was furious: "I have been here for more than a month, why won't he let me leave!"
Sang Yi smiled bitterly: "My Lord, please don't embarrass us. We don't know either."
The only thing he was clear about was that if the Immortal King left, those of them who were guarding him would not have a good ending.
"Shang Ling! You bastard!"
"Come out!"
"If you don't come out, I will destroy this place!"
Siming gathered his spiritual energy and was about to take action when he heard a burst of laughter.
Then Shang Ling appeared in front of them.
When Sang saw the king coming, he breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand and asked his men to leave, and he also left the yard.
Shang Ling and Siming were the only two people left in the yard. They looked at each other, one with affectionate eyes, the other with anger.
Sima Ming offered up three thousand colored glazes and pointed them directly at Shangling.
"Let me go." He said in a deep voice.
Shang Ling kept looking at him: "Impossible."
"I finally got you here, how could I let you leave?"
"You!" Siming was burning with anger, with nowhere to vent his anger.
"How can you let me go?"
Shang Ling: "Stay with me for a day."
Siming frowned: "Just that?" He always felt that Shang Ling's eyes were full of calculation.
"Yes," Shang Ling looked at the person opposite him, "Why, you don't dare?"
Siming sneered, "What a joke! I have never been afraid before!"
Shang Ling slightly raised the corners of his lips where no one could see.
Siming put away the three thousand colored glazes: "I agree. Tell me, what do you want to do?"
Shang Ling: "I heard that the Immortal Lord is the best at solving cases. I have a case here. How about you help me take a look?"
Siming was stunned for a moment, and was taken to the royal palace in Shangling.
It was not until he sat at the desk and saw the files on the table that he dared to believe that Shang Ling actually asked him to look at the case.
Anyway, he was interested in these things, so he picked up the file and immersed himself in it.
Siming had a habit that when he was doing his job, nothing could disturb him except matters of life and death.
Especially when it comes to handling cases.
Siming was concentrating on the table full of files, but he didn't expect that in front of Shangling, the king of the demon clan would support his chin and stare at the person in front of him like a pervert.
Ever since Si Daiyou's consciousness returned and he became Siming, Shang Ling hasn't taken a good look at the person in front of him for a long time.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to, but Sima Ming won’t let him see it.
Always avoiding him.
This time I finally managed to keep the person here, but I didn't expect to anger Sima Ming.
I simply asked Sima Ming to help him look at the files and keep him.
Half a day later, Sima Ming put down the file.
He turned his head and found Shang Ling sleeping on his legs.
I haven't seen this person for a long time. After all, the memory of Si Daiyou is still there. Si Daiyou is him, and Si Ming is also him.
Siming now also remembers what actually happened to Si Daiyou.
But love is a taboo after all.
Now that this guy was sleeping on his legs, Siming dared to observe him carefully.
The evil aura on Shang Ling's face was gone when he was sleeping. Instead, he looked well-behaved and lovable.
Siming couldn't help but touch his head.
The person on his legs frowned slightly, then returned to normal.
After a long time, Siming supported his forehead with one hand and fell asleep in a daze.
When I woke up again, it was already dark and the person on my legs was gone.
Siming sighed.
"My Lord, are you looking for me?"
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