Liu Banque's name was very good, but Liu Xiayan whispered and chanted Banque's floating song. It's just that this half of the Que always makes Wen Jiuzhi have a delusion, thinking that he is the mortal body that has gone through the calamity.

In fact, it is not the case, Liu Banque was able to cultivate into an immortal body, completely thanks to the good deeds of his ancestors, and the reason why he himself has always refused to ascend is also because of the current situation of the dragons in the heavenly realm without a leader, over time, he is greedy for the beauty of the world, and does not want to be the free immortal that mortals envy, and has been waiting for the reincarnation of his loved ones in his long life.

In the early years, Liu Banque's Taoism was only a hundred years, and he practiced in retreat in Taixu Mountain, and when he encountered a thunder tribulation, he happened to meet Wen Jiuzhi who went down to the mortal world to find scattered soul crystals, and raised his hand to cross some true qi for the Taoist priest who had gone through the difficult tribulation, which saved him from scattering half of his body to cultivate.

Therefore, in a sense, Xuanniao has the grace of knowing him, and in terms of rank, Liu Banque still knows how to grasp the importance of his words.

"Emperor Xiaohui? I remember that his mother was the famous Empress Dowager Lu, and this woman was not easy to deal with. ”

"Why, before I can explain why, you think it has something to do with his mother?" Wen Jiuzhi held the teacup, blinked rather sleepily, and raised his hand to hand Tang Wubao another refreshment.

This was indeed Liu Banque's subjective speculation, and he couldn't find any reasonable excuse for a while, so he had to substitute for Tang Wu, who was sitting on Wen Jiu's lap, shaking his legs boredly, to a cup of hot tea, and nodded the tip of the little guy's frozen nose with warm fingertips.

"Not to mention the purpose of your descent this time, just adopting this child, you will have to delay for hundreds of years, the heavenly realm has not stopped punishing you, some people are afraid that they will grasp this matter and criticize it, and then your position will become even more embarrassing."

"It's not embarrassing, at least I can now rest assured that I can hand over my back to someone who has made me angry for three thousand years, sometimes a person carries too much, and finding another shoulder to lean on is also a relief. I didn't expect to find a place in this troubled world, and I should have been destroyed with the gods in the war of gods five thousand years ago. ”

Whenever he recalls old things, Wen Jiuzhi's face will always carry a loneliness and loneliness that ordinary people cannot understand.

In Liu Banque's memory, Xuanniao did mention to himself that he liked someone, but that feeling was strangled in the cradle at the stage when he still liked it, but not because he fell in love with someone he shouldn't love, but because of his forbidden feelings, which brought death to that person.

That god-killing war was simply a bloody nightmare, after the slaughter of swords and swords, the blood-stained Xuanniao became the oldest life in the heavenly realm, and since then, no one in the world has been able to pry open his heart.

But what kind of wind is blowing today......

Liu Banque was still immersed in his own memories, who knew that Wen Jiuzhi had put down the teacup, hugged Tang Wubao and got up, leaving only a still straight back before leaving, but what was revealed in his eyes was not the sorrow of a hundred years ago, but a kind of ...... Stealing??

"Since I, a crow, have been fortunate enough to live to this day, I have seen too many eyes to witness the coming waves, from ancient times to the present, I have lived for nearly 10,000 years, but I have never looked forward to tomorrow as much as today. Banque, do you know my mood at the moment? ”

For a while, only the footsteps of the person were left, and after being stunned for a long time, Liu Banque laughed softly.

Of course you do......

After all, he Liu Banque was also haunted by seven emotions and six desires, oh no, he is still being ......

This may also be one of the reasons why he is reluctant to ascend, where are the six impure people qualified to cultivate fruits? Let him be punished in the mortal world until he waits for the man......

Wen Jiuzhi's smile has always healed, and the precipitation of time has left the biggest mark on his body is gentleness, in the early years, he was also a violent and feared flamingo, that is, after the God War, he changed as a person, no matter who he was, he was a gentle and patient look, and what others said would not cause him to resist, but then there were those eyes that were forever quiet, and the depth lost its due brilliance, in vain words, it was dead.

"No deception, there are many things that I want to teach you slowly, now the vicissitudes of life, too void has passed, compared with a hundred years ago, it is already a completely different situation, we are wandering in the world, we are all homeless people, I don't know you...... Would you like to marry me? ”

Maybe for a child who is only two or three years old to say such an incomprehensible thing is completely embarrassing him, Tang Wubao really didn't understand the meaning of Wen Jiuzhi's words, but the last sentence of "blood relatives" awakened the fear and uneasiness in the little guy's heart, sobbed, and finally leaned on Wen Jiuzhi's shoulder for the first time after being frightened and cried loudly.

Tears are often a person's most powerful weapon, especially when the other party is a sacred bird who has only been deprived of the right to cry.

Wen Jiuzhi will never understand what a luxury it is to cry, only that it is a manifestation of people's extreme sadness, in the face of Tang Wubuli in his arms so sad and sad, he didn't know how to comfort him for a while, and after hesitation, this always sullen crow made a shocking move......

At this moment, he was meditating and pranayama in Qingqiu, and he only felt his heart beating violently, and the throbbing feeling was something he had never felt in his life, even if he pressed his hands on his chest, it was useless, and as soon as he closed his eyes, the scene of Wen Jiuzhi putting his lips on his cheeks and licking away his tears would appear in his mind.

The gentle touch, the soft, moist and hot ......

The Lord of Qingqiu, who had always been famous for his charm and coldness, couldn't hold back his chaotic aura for a while, and a mouthful of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, dripping to the ground like a terrifying flower of bright colors.

The moment the blood droplets fell, several shallow little demons burst out of the sand beneath him, greedily licking the essence blood that could greatly increase their cultivation.

It seems that it is indeed as he thought, some inferior demon clans have begun to move, and even his status as an immortal venerable dares to covet it, and it must be an attempt on the golden throne.

"What, you even want to suck my blood, are you panicking?"

The cold light flashed in his eyes, and a faint blue fire ignited in his palm, and he burned up the scum on the ground without thinking about it, raised his hand to wipe the remaining blood at the corner of his mouth, and sat up straight again and began to breathe.

This time he showed mercy, but he just scattered the cultivation of these inferior monsters, it doesn't mean that he won't hurt the killer next time, he and Wen Jiuzhi are completely different temperaments, the latter is as gentle as jade, and he is as cold as ice, and he never shows mercy.

But if there's anything to regret...... It's just that Wen Jiuzhi's kiss just now didn't fall on his face......