The cold water ran through every inch of Roselle's skin, and his hair spread out like an epiphany blooming, and he didn't sober up because of this, but got more and more drunk.

Suddenly, he was scooped up by a pair of hands, Luo Shen opened his eyes and looked at him in a daze, only to see the water god frowning at him with a slightly angry expression.

Luo Shen evoked a smile and said softly: "Labor God bothered." ”

"Where have you gone, you smell of alcohol." The god of water fished Roselle ashore and placed it under a tree.

Luo Shen blinked, and the water droplets fell down the curtains: "I'm going to find Hua Lian." "He wasn't lying, and he didn't think it was necessary.

"It's Hua Lian again." The water god's tone was visibly bored.

Luo Shen glanced at the water god: "Hua Lian is very good, I like to be with him, but it's a pity that he can't always be in the heavenly realm, and I can't always be in the demon realm." ”

The water god was silent for a moment, and raised his hand to brush his long wet hair: "You like him?" ”

"I like it, I like it." Roselle closed his eyes as he spoke, and his breathing gradually became steady.

He didn't see it, and a trace of sadness flashed in the water god's eyes as he looked at him.

When Roselle woke up again, his clothes and hair were dry, and he was covered with a garment that he could recognize, it was the clothes of the god of water.

He only vaguely remembered that he jumped into Luoshui, and then was scooped up by the water god, he seemed to say something to the water god, and he didn't remember much about what it was.

Luo Shen took the clothes to the water god's mansion and returned them to him: "Water god, I have come to receive the punishment." ”

The water god glanced at the clothes in Luo Shen's hand and took them, and put them on the couch casually: "What punishment do you receive?" ”

"I went to the lower realm to find Hua Lian, and I left my post without permission." Luo Shen was drunk and still had a headache, and said in a tone of resignation.

The water god took a long breath: "I didn't hear anything, Luoshen, you don't look very comfortable." ”

"Well, a headache." Roselle felt that he had been punished too much, his skin was getting thicker and thicker, and he felt more and more indifferent.

He, the god of Luo, is insignificant in the heavenly realm, and it is the same with him or not.

"Relax."

"Huh?" Luo Shen was suddenly shouted by the water god, and he sobered up a lot.

The god of water doesn't usually call him by his name, how many times is this?

"Come here, sit down." The water god gestured to the chair in front of him with his eyes.

Suspiciously, Roselle stepped forward and sat down. The water god raised his hand and put it on Luo Shen's forehead, and a cold breath poured into Luo Shen's body, and he suddenly felt much more comfortable.

"Well...... Much better. ”

"Well, that's good." The water god withdrew his hand, his expression still as indifferent as ever.

When Luo Shen returned to Luoshui, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.

However, since then, Luo Shen has run to the lower realm more unscrupulously, but every time he only drinks slightly drunk, and he comes back drunk when he is not drunk, although the water god always talks about him, but he only talks about it.

Hua Lian scavenged some good wine in the world and flew to the heavenly realm to find Luo Shen to taste, he accidentally passed by a heavenly mansion and saw a person sitting in the courtyard.

He stopped, stared at the high place in a daze for a long time, and for some reason, the gods below attracted his gaze.

It was the first time Hua Lian had seen this fairy, sitting in the courtyard drinking tea with a cold and arrogant appearance, holding a book in his hand, quiet like a painting.

Mo Shuchen noticed Hua Lian's gaze and raised his head, their eyes met in the air, and this glance looked into each other's hearts.

Hua Lian reacted first, he still had three wine jars in his hands, he couldn't just do it here.

He flew in the direction of Luo Shen again, and Mo Shuchen looked at Hua Lian's back as he left.

He knew that it was the direction of Luoshui.

Hua Lian put the three wine jars on the ground and looked at the white flowers that always bloomed on his head in amazement.

"Hua Lian, what are you in a daze?" Luo Shenjue's Hua Lian's appearance seems to be a little different from usual.

"It's nothing, by the way, this wine is for you, and I have to leave beforehand." After Hua Lian finished speaking, he ran away.

Luo Shen looked at Hua Lian and knew that there must be something strange, usually Hua Lian would not be so generous to throw the wine to him like this.

What's the point of him drinking it himself?

So Luo Shen conjured a hoe and buried the three jars of wine under the tree, waiting for the next time Hua Lian came, or when he went to the demon world, he would take it to drink with Hua Lian.

Thinking about it, there was still an obvious smile on the corner of Roselle's mouth when he buried the wine.

The water god not far away took this scene into his eyes and left silently.

Hua Lian, who threw the wine jar to Luoshen, quietly returned to the front of Mo Shuchen's mansion, hiding outside and peeking, he didn't know why he didn't go in, he just felt like he was entangled in vines, and he was a little nervous.

Mo Shuchen noticed Hua Lian, put down the book and looked at him: "Who?" ”

Hua Lian stepped into the mansion at this time: "I am Hua Lian, dare to ask what the immortal is called?" ”

Mo Shuchen looked him up and down: "Mo Shuchen." ”

Hua Lian's hand conjured up a pen and paper: "Can I write it down and let me see it?" ”

Mo Shuchen didn't refuse, picked up a pen and wrote his name on the paper.

Hua Lian looked at it and nodded: "I see, the Mo of Qianmo, the dream of the world, the dust of the red dust." He took the pen and wrote his name on the paper.

"You are the best-looking immortal I have ever seen, can I come to you in the future?" Hua Lian just asked casually, even if Mo Shuchen said no, he would still come.

Mo Shuchen didn't say yes or no, he didn't pay attention to Hua Lian at all, turned around and walked into the mansion.

Hua Lian felt as if he didn't like him very well, and grabbed his hair.

But of course, he would not be frustrated by this, and the next day he came to find Mo Shuchen again, and when he came, he still had wine and a painting in his hand.

Mo Shuchen frowned and looked at the wine in Hua Lian's hand: "I don't drink." His voice was like the crystal clear water in Luoshui, slightly cool and without any emotion.

"Don't drink?" Hua Lian put away the wine in his hand, took out the painting, and spread it out, "This is the night I painted, you don't look like you." ”

Mo Shuchen looked at the painting and didn't know what to say, so he didn't say anything at all.

"Isn't it a good drawing? Bian Yu spoke well. Hua Lian was a little lost, his eyes darkened, and he looked at his painting.

Mo Shuchen looked at Hua Lian, who was a little lost, his lips opened slightly, and he hesitated for a while before saying, "It's not bad." ”

"Really? Then this painting will be given to you. You don't drink alcohol, what do you drink, drink tea? Bitter and bitter, how can there be good wine. Hua Lian sat opposite Mo Shuchen and looked at him with his chin propped up.

"You said your name is Hua Lian, and you are the lord of the demon world?"

"yes, you've heard of me?"

"Hmm."

"That's a real honor." Hua Lian smiled with a youthful look.

Since then, Hua Lian has often run to the heavenly realm, not to find Luoshen, but to Mo Shuchen's mansion, and every time he goes, he brings him a painting.

However, sometimes Mo Shuchen felt that he was too noisy, so he asked him to write aside, otherwise he would drive him back to the nether realm.

Hua Lian didn't want to fight him, so he could only touch his nose and start practicing calligraphy.

Over the years, Hua Lian's painting skills have improved a lot, and even the more he writes, the better he looks.

"Mo Shuchen, don't you feel bored reading and writing and drinking tea every day?" Hua Lian looked at the typing he wrote with some discouragement.

"I don't think so."

Hua Lian snorted twice and threw down the pen: "Don't write, I'm tired, go to sleep for a while." He got up and walked into the mansion, found Mo Shuchen's bed and lay down.

Mo Shuchen also followed closely to the house: "Don't lie here, go elsewhere." ”

Hua Lian wrapped the quilt around himself: "Don't, I'm going to lie here." ”

Mo Shuchen was angry and had no choice but to play Lai Pi, so he threw his sleeves and left.

Hua Lian snickered on the bed.

Life in Mo Shuchen's mansion is very boring, but Hua Lian is always willing to run to him.

Mo Shuchen was a little annoyed with him at first, but then he got used to it, so he didn't say anything anymore.

On this day, Hua Lian was rummaging through Mo Shuchen's bookshelf and found a book, looking at it and hooking the corners of his mouth, he threw the book back on the bookshelf and ran to Mo Shuchen.

"Mo Shuchen, Mo Shuchen!" He shouted.

Mo Shuchen looked up at him with questions in his eyes.

Hua Lian's hand conjured a flower, the flower swayed gently with the wind, and he asked, "Is it the wind moving, or is the flower moving?" ”

Mo Shuchen was stunned for a moment, he knew that this was from that book, but he didn't expect Hua Lian to ask such a question.

Hua Lian saw that Mo Shuchen didn't answer, so he said: "It's not that the flowers are moving, it's not the wind that is moving, it's my heart that moves." ”

A gust of wind blew Hua Lian's long hair, intertwined with Mo Shuchen's long hair, and Hua Lian's bright smile was imprinted on Mo Shuchen's heart.

The perennially frozen snow-capped mountains are blooming in spring.

Mo Shuchen didn't respond to him that time, and after he went back, he was still a little depressed for a few days, and said in a conversation with Qianqu: "Qianqu, if I like the Heavenly Immortals, what should I do?" ”

In fact, during this time, Qianqu also knew that Hua Lian always ran to the heavenly realm, and thought that he was looking for Luoshen, but he didn't expect that one day Luoshen came down to find Hua Lian and didn't find it.

At this time, Qianqu knew that Hua Lian went to the heavenly realm to find Luo Shen.

After Luo Shen knew that Hua Lian was not there, he stood in front of the palace in a daze for a while and left.

Qianqu thought for a while and replied, "The matter of the heavenly realm, why don't you ask Luo Shen, haven't you been looking for him for a long time?" ”

"Oops...... I forgot all about it. "He's really been running to the heavenly realm lately, but he hasn't seen Luo Shen much.

He was afraid that Roselle would be angry, and he was angry that he had left him behind.

He ran to the heavenly realm with a slight drunkenness, and Luo Shen was still there, looking at Luo Shui, stunned.

"Relax!" Hua Lian shouted.

Luo Shen looked back at a hint of joy: "Hua Lian." ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I said I was going to drink with you, but I forgot about it."

Roselle wasn't angry: "What's more important than me?" ”

Hua Lian smiled: "I like a Heavenly Realm Immortal, but he doesn't pay much attention to me. ”

Roselle's smile froze on his face, but quickly returned to normal: "Well...... Is it...... I don't know which immortal can bluff you. ”

"Mo Shuchen, do you know each other?"