It was he who was wreaking.

Sang Hua suddenly felt dissatisfied, feeling that this dumb man had a pleasing face, but his conduct was so poor, wasn't this deliberately smashing her signboard?

So she simply didn't want to be cured, and she wanted to drive him out of here.

But where was Si Mojun, who had always obeyed Sang Hua's words, who was willing, he suddenly rarely hid the shyness and nervousness in his heart, hugged Sang Hua strongly, and kissed the lips he had coveted for a long time.

Si Mojun has always been pure-hearted and has few desires, and he has always looked at the so-called love things coldly, and such things exist too much in the Six Realms, so that he once paid some strange attention, but it was only strange, and then it was like a falling leaf that did not cause some waves.

But now that he met Sang Hua, he understood what was going on with the rapid heartbeat written in the book, realized what it was like not seeing each other for a day, and realized what it was like feeling satisfied as long as he looked at the person he put on his heart?

He fell in love completely, and wanted to take down the girl in front of him and let her become his own completely.

He tried his best to express himself, but the person in front of him seemed to be missing a tendon, and he didn't see his infatuation and his good intentions.

He wanted to take his time, so where would he be willing to leave.

After this strong kiss, Sang Hua, who was regarded by him as missing a tendon, suddenly understood that the handsome man he picked up this time had no ill intentions towards her.

Does she look like a person who can flirt with anyone? Sang Hua was furious, and immediately commanded the rattan, wrapped him and threw him down the mountain, only to feel more satisfied.

It's just that as soon as she turned around, the man stood in front of her again, the corners of his mouth hooked, and his usual indifferent face was a slightly stiff but extremely bewildering smile.

Well, he remembered, she muttered how graceful he would be if he laughed.

Si Mojun was still thinking about the word reserved, but now he just wants to coax the person who is angry with him.

Sure enough, Sang Hua, who was confused by the smile, nodded somehow and allowed him to stay for the time being, and then make an evaluation after behaving well.

Sang Hua secretly regretted it, and also understood what it means to be beautiful and harmful.

After that, no matter what happened to him, she ignored him, let him take over all the work, and she should be comfortable.

For what he said, ten sentences will be answered, she feels that no matter how good he is, she is an old fairy who has been pure and has few desires for an unknown amount of time, and she will not suddenly be moved, and he is still the one who deceived her.

She told him not to waste her thoughts, the red thread that belonged to her had long been buried in the depths and was about to rot.

He suddenly disappeared that day, which made Sang Hua settle down a little, and finally calmed down.

Well, it's still a person who looks at the sky and the moon is suitable for her, everything belongs to her alone, and as for the liar, it's good to go from where he comes from.

But the next day, she looked at the firewood that had not yet been chopped, the bucket that was about to reach the bottom, and the vegetables in the soil that should be weeded, and the grapes were already ripe and waiting for someone to pick them.

At this time, it is still suitable to have a person hanging around.

When she was thinking about what to do in her heart, here, the Moon Temple in the sky was not quiet, and even in a panic.

The two wire-managing boys and their own master, Elder Yue, were lying at the door, both looking at the noble figures who were constantly looking for them in horror.

"Yue Lao Immortal, what did the red line do wrong and offend that great god?" A fairy child couldn't help but ask, looking at the mess of the thread that had been sorted out with great difficulty, and his heart ached.

He wanted to ask him what he had done wrong, which made him so angry and punished him so much.

But he didn't dare, for fear that the previous one would be dissatisfied, and stretched out a finger to cinch him into scum.

"Maybe the great god is bored, so let's play the line." Yue Lao's folded face has become a bitter gourd face, thinking about how many human lovers' red lines have been disrupted, he wants to redeem his mistakes, and it is estimated that his two thin legs will have to be broken.

They silently watched the great god bury his head in the red thread pile for a long time, and finally the great Yue Lao was elected to ask the Venerable if he needed help.

"The deity wants the red line of the god of medicine and the deity."

Yue Lao was taken aback: "The red line of the God of Medicine and your red line?" ”

Seeing that he wrung his eyebrows, Yue Lao hurriedly adjusted his facial expression, but he endured a huge gossip secret in his heart, and was embarrassed: "Your Excellency, I'm afraid that the immortals won't be able to help you in this matter." ”

"Why?" Is it true that the red thread of the god of medicine is buried in the soil and let it be weathered freely?

"You and the God of Medicine are both incomparably noble existences in the Six Realms, although Xiao Xian is in charge of the marriage of all living beings in the Six Realms, but he is not qualified to be in charge of the God of Medicine and yours, there is no red line between the two of you here."

He said tremblingly, after all, these three gods are the only ones in heaven and earth, and they have been loners for tens of thousands of years, so they didn't think that these three gods still have such a thing as lust, even if they thought of Yue Lao, they didn't dare to mess with these three gods.

Naturally, they are with whomever they want.

"Then can you make two red threads for the two of me?" Si Mojun thought about it.

"This, this, naturally, is naturally possible, but the two Venerables are different from others, and the Red Luan Star can be touched by the Lower Immortal Induction, so you have to help the two Venerables and give some breath to hold it." Yue Lao didn't dare to say no.

"Here you go." Si Mojun gave it out without saying a word, as for Sang Hua's, these days of living together day and night, naturally there is her breath, and he has quietly made binding, as long as Sang Hua is in any danger, he can sense it as soon as possible.

Don't dare to let this Venerable wait for a long time, Yue Lao immediately started work, wiped the sweat on his face after the end, and handed the red line out.

"Your Excellency, this is the red thread between you and the God of Medicine, I bless it with the Red Luan Bead, it is absolutely indestructible, and it will not be broken firmly." He is very flattering, and only hopes that the person in front of him can be satisfied.

"Hmm." Si Mojun nodded, with satisfaction in his eyes, and thought for a while: "Then if they are tied together, how can they not be separated again?" ”

"It's simple, and if it's ruined after being tied together, it won't be separated again." Yue Lao replied with a smile.

Si Mojun nodded, and immediately tied the two indestructible red threads together in front of Yue Lao, and then turned the red thread into ash under the gaze of Yue Lao's eyes.

Satisfied with the hook of lips, turn to leave.

After the two fairy children watched the great god leave, they turned around and went in, looking at Yue Lao's red eyes and shocked expression.

couldn't help worrying: "Old Yue, what's wrong with you?" ”

"It's over, it's over, something big has happened." Yue Lao's body shook and he was about to fall to the ground.

What did he just do? What do you see again? In order to curry favor, he made two red threads that could not be cut, and watched as the two red threads were tied together and destroyed.

This is not the key, the key is that the red thread is that the two gods are tied together, and they will never be untied.

Even if this master came here and made such a strange request, Yue Lao never thought that these two gods would be connected.

After all, one is the God of War who lives in the Nine Heavens, and the other is the God of Medicine who wanders around the Six Realms and knows where, the two of them are earth-shattering people, but now the red thread is entangled together, this is definitely a major event that shocks the Six Realms.

He trembled and hurried towards the Heavenly Palace.

And Sang Hua, who was lying on the chair for a nap, didn't notice that his red luan star really appeared colorful.

After Si Mojun rushed back like an arrow, he saw the scene that made his eyes burn.

In the bamboo house, a sturdy figure with wheat-colored skin turned his back to Sang Hua, his red hair hung down on his shoulders, and only a pair of white underwear was on his body, and Sang Hua in the back was in her own place, she didn't like to use mana to resist the heat, so she was also wearing cooler, and her thin clothes were slipped, revealing two thin white arms.

Fortunately, she was still holding a bowl of ointment in her hand, otherwise Si Mojun would have rushed in directly and split the unknown man.

The ointment in Sang Hua's hand was in vain, and as soon as she raised her head, she met the deep and stunning eyes, and her heart couldn't help but move, but her face was flat.

"Why are you here?" I walked so chic before, and I came back silently.

What did she do here?

"I'll come." He quietly pushed the person away, looking at the hideous scar on the back of the unknown man, and his eyes became even darker.

The ointment was smeared, and suddenly, the person who had closed his eyes jumped up at once.

"Ah, it hurts."

Sang Huazheng was depressed in his heart, thinking about how to drive this man back, and when he heard the movement, he stared at Si Mojun.

Si Mojun looked calm, with disdain in his eyes: "It's just an ointment, I can't even bear this pain, what kind of man is it." ”

"You." The unknown man turned his head, revealing a handsome face that was indistinguishable from male and female, but when he looked at Si Mojun's face, he quieted down for some reason, staring at him, there was a kind of ...... Inexplicable obsession.

Si Mojun didn't look at it at all, he felt that he should hurry up and help the unknown man's ointment be applied, and then drive him down.

"Sit well."

The unknown man turned around obediently, even if the pain from behind him was stronger than a while, his face was pale and sweaty from the pain, and he didn't say a word.

Si Mojun snorted coldly in his heart, but he knew how to be clever.

And Sang Hua looked at his pale face, and his eyes were strange, the medicine she prepared was mild, why did it hurt like this?

couldn't help but look at Si Mojun with suspicion.

Si Mojun didn't want to leave a bad impression on Sang Hua, so he casually threw a handkerchief out and said to the unknown man: "It seems that you can't adjust internally, and your body is very weak." ”

The unknown man looked at him, held the handkerchief in his palm, lowered his head, and stared at the handkerchief with a smile in his eyes.

"Sang'er, his injury has also been healed, should he be allowed to leave?"