Now it's okay, he's become a magic night, a body of magic, how to shuffle the cards, if he goes back again, he will definitely beat the God of Gamblers, maybe he can kick the God of Gamblers and become a new generation of God of Gamblers.

Of course, this can only be a dream, according to Xue Hao's temperament, if he knows what he thinks about and what he doesn't have, he can definitely pick him up. As for the Demon Venerable, with his stubborn nature, he will definitely not be allowed to go to the other place to enjoy the blessings, just think about it, it's unrealistic.

Xue Hao naturally didn't know how many bends and bends had turned in the mind of the magic night, staring at the eye-catching arm on the magic stone's neck desperately, definitely not repairing, hooking up with other men in front of him, he didn't take him seriously, Xue Hao was so angry, his heart was about to vomit.

The hall was quickly emptied, and Nezha's red eyes were like a ravaged rabbit, and he indignantly accused, "You are a negative man." "The sound is like a mosquito, and the foot is stomping unevenly.

Demon Qiang lifted his forehead, my God, what did they do, he became a negative man, "We simply rubbed our foreheads, nothing else." "It's a good thing for lovers to be jealous, but it seems to be bad to have too many times.

"Humph!" Nezha stomped his foot vigorously and turned his back away, not looking at the demon qiang.

Mo Qiang took the initiative to hug Nezha's small waist from behind, "Don't be angry, okay, Ling Chen is my brother, you don't know this, you can't let me cut off relations with him?" "It's as difficult as making him jump off a cliff, and it's innocent between them, why are they always being buttoned up.

"You" Nezha bit his lip, was silent for a long time, and finally compromised, "Forget it, I won't embarrass you, let's go, go and watch them play cards on the magic night." ”

What Mo Qiang said is right, you can't force Mo Qiang to cut off relations with Ling Chen, Nezha thinks very clearly, Ling Ling now has Yang Jian, and he won't be entangled with Mo Qiang anymore, and if he really does that, maybe Mo Qiang will think elsewhere.

The demon world is still peaceful, fighting and fighting, and living their own lives. The world is full of flowers, the country and the people are safe, and there is a slight turmoil in this depth.

Yang Jian led the early morning to drive the clouds over the mountain to the bottom of the cliff where they had settled between them, the woods were dense and lush, and almost unchanged. "Look, our hut is still there." There was a thatched hut on the far hillside, and it was too far away to see clearly.

The breeze slowly walked around the lush fragrance of the trees, and the early morning gazed at the place where they had lived, and their hearts suddenly softened, and it was in this rich soil that they met. At that moment, he tried his best to kill the Demon Qiang to avenge Ling Feng, but the emotion that he couldn't give up stopped him, and under the collapse of his jealousy, he jumped off the cliff, thinking that he would die so happily and never met him.

"Thank you, Yang Jian." Thank you for saving me, thank you for falling in love with me, thank you for not giving up on me, he has so much to thank that he can't say for the rest of his life.

Yang Jian held Ling Chen's hands, and his affectionate eyes told the words of love, "Thank you, allow me to love you." "A gentle kiss under the corner of the forehead in the early morning.

He knew how deep Ling Chen's feelings for Mo Qiang were, and he would rather inflict all the pain on himself, and he couldn't see a trace of grievance on Mo Qiang, such a person fell in love with him, Yang Jian felt that he was very lucky.

From then on, there were only two of them in life, and he was at ease.

Making up for the previous wasted time one by one, Yang Jian bit Ling Chen's ear and blew the heat gently. Ling Chen dodged slightly, and said with a doting smile, "Don't make trouble, let's go see if the house can live in it first, and then talk about it when it's cleaned up." ”

The little thatched huts were once there, clean and tidy, as if they had never left.

Penglai Wonderland is full of clouds, and the strange flowers and plants are beautiful. Behind the attic, on a sparkling tree, there was a slender body, with snow-white and shiny hair hanging straight down, and the owner of the hair stared blankly at the empty sky.

Feng Liang left, Ling Chen left, all left, and he was left alone.

Obviously, I have spent countless spring and autumn periods alone, and I don't feel lonely, why did a bunch of people come and go, and suddenly I was lonely.

turned around, kicked on his toes, and fell to the ground, Feng Yan hooked a strand of hair and slid down, "This huge Penglai, in the end, I am the only one left." Lonely sighed, just took a step, a clear voice came from his ears, "Feng Yan, are you okay, you have been listless lately." ”

"It's okay, it's fine." Feng Yan lifted the back hem of his shirt, "It's really unaccustomed to you talking to me with a bark face." "It's so pitiful that I communicated with a tree, Feng Yan touched and sighed, thinking that it was all ...... I don't want to think about it anymore.

"I see that you have a sad face, you haven't had a smile lately, are you sure it's good?" The tree spirit fox was suspicious, the previous Feng Yan always turned into his original form and rolled around in the grass, licking his paws and pretending to be stupid and cute, closing his eyes and soon the day passed.

But now Feng Yan always frowned, lay on the tree for a day, and stood somewhere far away for a day, it seems that he has become like this since the red clothes left.

The tree spirit was a little stimulated in the process of transforming into a human form, and his eyes were blinded, although he could not see the man's face, but he could feel the man's fiery enthusiasm.

After the man stepped into the Penglai Wonderland, there was a lot of laughter, and listening to Feng Yan's disgusted and disgusted tone, he could hear pleasure from it.

And after the man left, Feng Yan had no effect, his face was full of sadness, and the Penglai Wonderland was about to come, and no one dared to bare his teeth, for fear of provoking Feng Yan and being burned and frozen.

Feng Yan has a very bad habit in Penglai, once he is in a bad mood, no matter who provokes him, he directly burns the bark and fur, freezes the body, and when the ice melts, he curls up with a trembling little body, staring at Feng Yan pitifully, with a strong desire to survive.

Feng Yan glared at the tree spirit unhappily, and said with annoyance, "I'm just consuming too much mana, and I'm a little mentally weak, so it's really fine." He didn't bother to explain anymore, but because no one talked to him, he was forced to gossip with a tree.

The tree chuckled, no, Feng Yan is not interested in punishing him, he must be happy, but he has never heard that the mastiff spirit beast can also get sick, even if Feng Yan is sick, what kind of disease can he get in this situation?

The tree spirit scratched the trunk of the tree and pondered, and his mouth burned to the eyebrow bone, "Feng Yan, are you in a bad mood because of that person named Ming?" "The dryad has never had a heart, and his mind can shake out the words in his heart.

Feng Yan's face suddenly sank, the last thing he wanted to hear was that person's name, and it turned out that this tree spirit who owed bark balabala stabbed the hornet's nest. The tree spirit was careful that his liver trembled, fluttering the crystal leaves that fell to the ground, and his trembling tongue was knotted, "Then what, I didn't mean to mention that tea." ”

The first time it was called unintentional, and the second time it was called deliberate, Feng Yan raised his feet angrily and walked out. The tree spirit trembled astringently and hugged himself, waiting for Feng Yan to hurt himself in annoyance, and waited for a long time to wait for a wisp of incense.

Eh, the tree spirit stirred the leaves, making a rattle, Feng Yan was really unhappy, and even his interest in punishing him disappeared.

How will I live my life after that? The tree spirit was suddenly a little scared, it was afraid that Feng Yan would do extreme things when he was down, and the most dangerous thing was to leave Penglai Wonderland.

The half-immortal who had just naturalized their Penglai Wonderland was about to leave, but he told him that Feng Yan should not be allowed to leave Penglai Wonderland, and if Feng Yan left, he would not break his promise.

And Feng Yan's mana has weakened a lot now, and he is not the opponent of those demons and monsters at all, how can he protect himself if he rejects the bad guys?

If he encounters some people who use him, Feng Yan can't resist it.

For the first time, the tree spirit had a feeling of fear, and he hated Ming in a row, if it weren't for that person, Feng Yan wouldn't have become the dejected appearance he is now.

The other fairies either did their jobs or cowered in corners.

The hidden scar in his heart finally scabbed over, and was easily torn apart again, Feng Yan leaned sullenly against the jade door of Penglai Wonderland, and said in the early morning that the world would be turbulent recently, and asked him not to leave half a step, and Shuilian also explained that he must not leave Penglai.

He hid in Penglai for refuge, what about that person, where is he at the moment, who is he with, what is he doing, will he miss him? How could it be, Feng Yan shook his head stupidly, that person now has a young man by his side, how can he think of him?

Feng Yan lay on his forehead with a palm, and fell five finger red marks, "Feng Yan, Feng Yan, you swore in vain that you would never think about him again, but what are you doing now?" ”

What is this thing of feelings, Feng Yan began to ponder since he and Ming were together, only his baby brother could ask for advice, Feng Liang was a bunch of words, what "willing to sacrifice himself for that person", "I just hope he is safe and happy", "It doesn't matter if he is not together, he is happy is the most important" and so on, anyway, he said a bunch of words, Feng Yan was confused, after listening to the little heart trembling, patting his chest, and found that according to what Feng Liang said, his feelings for Ming are not love at all.

Dead and alive, in Feng Yan, it was never in his scope of consideration, he just wanted to live well, lick his claws in Penglai Wonderland, and occasionally tease and tease those timid exotic flowers and plants, and he was satisfied.

And the so-called likes provided by Xianzi to Feng Yan are unreliable in the same way, and those who love have never thought about it. Ming was by his side, always sneaking up on him, and said to Feng Yan, kissing him and not dying, I don't feel anything, that kind of thing in the world, Ming has never thought about it, and Feng Yan has never thought about it.

The lust of the mastiff spirit animal is already very shallow, and there is almost no shallowness. During the time they were together, Ming didn't have that kind of behavioral hint, let alone Feng Yan.

Could it be that it's just a habit? Because he relied too much on Ming, after Ming left, he couldn't accept the fact that he left for a while. But if that's the case, why was he angry when he saw him kissing that fat boy under the woods that day?

Feng Yan once again entered another dead end.