The Celestial Realm holds a meeting every hundred years, and the meeting is followed by a large feast of immortals.

At that time, all the immortal families will be present, and Nangong Wufeng, a god of battle, will naturally not be absent.

Nangong Wufeng, who never brought an attendant or a maid, actually brought a beautiful maid today.

This surprised everyone, after all, according to legend, this god of war hates women the most.

What's even more unbelievable is that the god of war, who wrapped himself tightly in Pingsuri, is dressed so tightly today.

The half-exposed chest, the charming smile, the flowing silver hair, and the maid by his side, came to the clouds.

The fairies talked about the demeanor of the god of war one after another, and they all wanted to marry him.

But some people say that the maid next to the god of war is his sweetheart.

"When you look at the look of the god of war and the maid, it is clearly the affectionate gaze of your sweetheart."

If the god of war looked at her like this, she would faint.

"God knows you don't like hustle and bustle, but ...... Ben God likes. Nangong Wufeng hooked his lips and chuckled, he just wanted to carry his feeling in front of the immortals.

He wrapped his arms around his waist and smiled wickedly, and Mu An's raised brow showed his uneasiness.

"Don't move, this is a banquet of immortals, if it is discovered that the maid next to the god of war is the king of Jizo, you have ten thousand mouths and can't explain our relationship." Nangong Wufeng said threateningly.

Mu An's face was pale, and he was bored and did not speak.

If he hadn't wanted to find a way to save his life, he wouldn't have been so aggrieved and uncomfortable, and the hand around his waist was like poison.

It really made him feel unbearable, and if he changed to someone else, he might be able to deal with it calmly.

But what held him was to use spells on him again and again, trying to forcibly possess his ...... Man......

He didn't know how to face this feeling, just because the love in his heart was Ah Hu.

What's even more sad is that he can't even hate him, but he simply finds it difficult to accept.

"God, I haven't seen you for many years, and I'm getting more and more energetic." Erlang God praised and set his eyes on Mu An, "This love...... But it's gradually changing. ”

"As always." Nangong Wufeng sat in the clouds with Mu An in his arms, and immediately an immortal attendant came to serve and pour wine.

"Loosen." Mu An gritted his teeth, dripping into ice, he just wanted to end this immortal feast quickly.

Nangong Wufeng let go of it as he said, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"The maid beside the god is extraordinarily smart, I don't know where you found such a beautiful woman?" Jirojin raised his glass to toast.

"Shenjun praises, this girl is the little jasper, the maid who has been by my side since I was a child." Nangong Wufeng said lightly.

Mu An was full of anger, but he still needed to be patient at the moment, so he could only hang his head and slander.

"Hehe, it turned out to be a childhood sweetheart." Erlang God took the wine glass and drank it all.

"Childhood sweetheart......" Nangong Wufeng repeated it in a low voice, and laughed stupidly.

If you have to say it, it should be a bamboo horse, right?

Between the group of immortals pushing the cup and changing the lamp, Mu An couldn't bear it anymore, this group of immortals, who don't do their business on weekdays, are even more drunk at the moment.

He couldn't stand it anymore, so he got up and wanted to go elsewhere.

But Nangong Wufeng whispered: "Mu An, if you leave, don't want to free Ah Hu for the rest of your life." ”

Is it threatening? Mu An closed his eyes, very good, this is very threatening to him.

He was just about to get up, but after hearing this, he sat down silently.

Nangong Wufeng's expression was gloomy, he both hoped that he would go, but also hoped that he would not go.

How good would it be if he stayed for him?

It's a pity that everything is delusional, wishful thinking.

He had never looked at him squarely, so how could he suffer such a grievance for him?

He thought it was ridiculous that he would come up with such an idea.

"Mu An, do you know, I wish you were gone." Nangong Wufeng looked sideways at Mu An.

"I'm going to save Ah Hu." Mu An said expressionlessly.

Nangong Wufeng laughed at himself, took the wine on the cloud desk and drank it all before whispering, "If she disappears completely, will you consider me?" ”

Mu An was silent and did not answer.

However, he will not consider him, never, he is sure that he has only brotherly affection for him, and no second heart.

"Tsk, you're so unkind." Nangong Wufeng smiled stupidly, his bony fingers rubbing the wine glass and then crushing it hard.

"It's not as poisonous as the god of war." Mu An answered casually.

In fact, if he didn't embarrass Ah Hu, they would still be good brothers.

Or, if he hadn't given the Red Lotus Karma to Ah Hu back then, their relationship would not have developed to what it is today.

"Heart poison?" Nangong Wufeng repeated, "Heart poison!" Mu An? Jizo Bodhisattva, my heart is poisonous? I'm afraid it's you who has a poisonous heart. ”

Yes, the heart poison is him. If you refuse to accept his feelings, why do you want to like other women?

Isn't he good enough? He likes women, and he can become a woman to fulfill him, but he separates his soul and throws himself into the mortal world and becomes a woman, but he never wants to look at it more.

Isn't he called for mercy? Why would you not show mercy to him?

"Enough, don't speculate for more than half a sentence." Mu An said coldly.

He didn't want to dwell on this kind of thing, he just wanted to get this banquet over quickly.

"Good, good...... Don't talk about this, why don't you drink with me? Nangong Wufeng smiled obsessively at Mu An, how much he liked the person in front of him.

Even if he has a face that he hates at the moment, his feelings for him have never diminished.

"I don't drink." Mu An replied coldly, his tone full of displeasure.

Drunk and mishap, of course he wouldn't drink at such a time.

But Nangong Wufeng said: "You are my maid today, so naturally you have to listen to your master." Well? ”

After the words fell, Mu An picked up the wine jug and poured wine into his mouth, describing it as wild.

"The maid of God is really not much with the crowd, and she is quite arrogant." Erlang God praised, and then laughed.

Nangong Wufeng replied loudly: "My maid has always liked to drink, but if she doesn't let her drink today, she still refuses, so she has to rush to drink with me." ”

The sound of laughter made Mu An frown, but the pot of wine seemed to be inexhaustible.

"This is a wine that the wine fairy has treasured for thousands of years, don't be greedy." Nangong Wufeng kindly reminded.

Mu An put down the wine jug and asked in a low voice, "In this way, are you satisfied?" ”

Satisfied? He wasn't satisfied! Nangong Wufeng calmed down for a moment, and then showed a gentle smile again.

"Nangong, the Immortal Feast, when will it end." Mu An fidgeted, only feeling that if he continued to be aggrieved like this, he would go crazy.

Nangong Wufeng looked at him sideways, and said gently: "Don't worry, soon, you Buddhism, won't you have a banquet?" ”

"No, it won't." Mu An replied casually.

He hadn't been to Xitian for a long time, so naturally he didn't know what the current atmosphere was.