Chapter 14: It ’s not that Shan Shengling is here, it ’s a monster.

Mingge Xingjun's face is awkward: "Jade Emperor once ordered that all the immortals in the heavenly court shall not interfere with the fate of the gods ..."
I said: "If there is a mortal law that can be cured well, can you treat it with your personal feelings? It is really a headache when you hear that voice."
Mingge rubbed his beard and thought for a moment, Ben Xianjun said again: "Jade Emperor also said that this world punishes Tianshu and the Southern Ming calendar for robbery. Lung tuberculosis is not counted in the love robbery, and there is no great hindrance to governance."
Mingge finally let out a sigh of relief, "Well, only Yuanjun can't use the magic technique."
I said aloud: "It's not convenient to look at the situation under my mind if you want to move the immortal technique." Ming Ge chuckled and said: "Recently, it's the wronged Yuanjun." The old man will be human, allowing Benxianjun to do this , And let Menghua ask Heng Wenqing Jun well. Just returned by the wind, just floated up, and fell down again, shouting behind Ben Xianjun who was about to leave the house: "Song Hyun Yuanjun, and live for a while!" Panting, drawing a bronze gossip card from his sleeve , And handed it to Ben Xianjun.
"This object is called a demon rune. It is the treasure of Taishang Laojun, specially prepared for Yuanjun. Tianshuan reincarnation and Yuanjun are both in the East Mansion, now live in Hengwen Qingjun, fearing there are mountains and wild Strangely, this thing can make Yuan Jun come out in real life, just in case. But only three times a month. Yuan Jun must be used with caution. "
I put up the sign, "It can only be used three times, but it's a little less." Mingge didn't take the attitude of Ben Xianjun picking three and four very much. After a few words, he talked about how to use it before taking advantage of the wind. The child went back to heaven.
I attached Li Siming back, and Mu Ruoyan was asleep. At night, his breath was weak and not very long. It is not easy to grow up without pain and pain, but it is not easy to grow up in a splendid heap and become weak like him. How did he live in the past twenty years?
It didn't take long for me to close my eyes, and he woke up again. I helped him smoothly, got out of bed and touched the teapot on the table was still warm, poured a glass of water for him to drink, and then calmed down after sleeping. I pulled his quilt up and tightened it on the pillow before closing my eyes until dawn.
On the second day, the King of East County was not in the King's Mansion, which was convenient for Ben Xianjun to find Hengwen in the morning. I didn't find anything in the room. I looked around. I saw people sitting in the octagonal pavilion in the back garden, and there was something creeping around me. Before approaching, it turned out that Jinning was crouching on the stone bench next to Hengwen, twisting against Hengwen. I was wondering that he hadn't seen him drill in Hanyuan in the past few days. Jinshu sat down honestly on the other side, and boldly pulled Hengwen's cuff with one hand. Ben Xianjun approached the pavilion and only listened to Jinning ’s words to Hengwen:
... Mr. Zhao, what do I do n’t understand in the back of the article and ask you?
Hengwen still holds a book in his hand He was drilled and tangled up by the little while watching. I took two more steps, Hengwen hadn't answered, and Jinning said with a smile: "Sir, I have learned the same skill, do you want to give it a try?"
Hengwen smiled and said: "Will you work hard? It's amazing. Mr. Yan Yizhao to see?"
Jin Shu's face anxiously pulled Hengwen's sleeve, and Jinning's small claws touched Hengwen's shoulder. "Sir, I learned this skill from my uncle, so I'm so angry. Well ..." When he stepped forward, Ben Xianjun stepped forward, pulling the small scourge in front of the half leek leaves at the tip of Heng Wen's nose and resting on the ground. Thick throat said: "Little Uncle has something to do with Mr. Zhao. Go play elsewhere."
Heng Wenqingjun's oil and water, this fairy hasn't wiped it for thousands of years, but almost made this little boy wipe it.
Jinning ran crying and ran away. Jinshu fell reluctantly to loosen Hengwen's sleeve and followed his head out of the pavilion. I breathed a sigh of relief, "Thanks."
Hengwen put down the book and looked at me: "Children are playful, what to do." I grinned. Hengwen was in a good mood today and asked Ben Xianjun what was wrong with a smile. I said, "It's okay," said Ming Ming last night. Heng Wendao said: "Ming Xingjun always likes to be lazy and save trouble, and he can't express his ambiguity if he doesn't express his words. I only hope he can write clearly this time, and don't get rid of it."
The words aroused Ben Xianjun's old injury, and I said suddenly: "Yes, who knows how he writes in the booklet. Don't get into Nanming and stabbed me with a sword, it would be injustice."
Hengwen seemed to smile and said with a smile: "By then your blood will fall to the ground, maybe Tianshu's heart will move from then on. As you said the other day, Tianshu has a pitiful heart." Ben Xianjun shivered. Hengwen put it on my shoulder and said, "It's scaring you. Rest assured, when you were with me at that time, how could you hurt." I smiled bitterly: "I'm not afraid of his injury, I'm afraid that the date of life is limited. In the future, Paul will not be allowed to come tonight. "
As a result, that night, Ben Xianjun slept in bed, his eyes opened like a bronze bell, lest there was any movement. After opening to three shifts, there was nothing but Tianshu's cough. One didn't hold up and fell asleep.
For a day or two, Ben Xianjun asked the famous doctors everywhere to treat Tianshu's illness. At night, he feared that Dan Shengling would not come in on time, and his vitality was greatly damaged. I didn't dare to sleep in the middle of the night, so it was convenient for me to let Mu Ruoyan feel comfortable. I took tonics for him these days, and he coughed less at night. Mu Ruoyan's hands were a little warmer. One night I drank water to let him drink and went to bed, he said thank you gently on the pillow. The bitter old tears of the fairy are inexplicable.
On the third night after the announcement of Mingge Lao'er, at three o'clock, the dark clouds overwhelmed the moon and the overcast wind rose. Ben Xianjun heard something out of the window, some unusual movements.
Isn't this fairy monk really wrong with the old man of life, Shan Shengling did not enter the palace on time?
I put the copper gossip card in front of my chest in the center of my hands and meditate on the charm. In a flash, he was really in the air, sneaking out quietly.
There was a gust of wind outside the door, and the shadow in the courtyard was a human figure floating in the flowers, with a few smiles, like a bleak wind, a woman's voice.
It turned out that Ben Xianjun had made a wrong guess and ordered Lao Er to have a crow mouth.
Not Shan Shengling is here, but the monster.
It's just a fox monster who smells this fishy smell.
The direction of the fox girl went to Hengwen's bedroom, but the little hairball group who had been practicing for less than a thousand years dared to bump into Shangxian's hands. Ben Xianjun was too lazy to work hard to chase him, and simply teleported to Hengwen's gate. When she sent her over, the mother fox saw Ben Xianjun at a glance and smiled: "Ah, there are so many fairy families in the courtyard. . "
According to the rules of heaven, when you see these little monsters, you ca n’t kill them immediately.
So the fairy fairy said with a deep voice: "Demon, the fairy fairy wants you to have the heart, and can't bear to beat you back to its original form. If you can abandon the evil path and revise the law, you might be able to repair the fairy fruit after the robbery and get into heaven. "
The fox girl said: "Oh, the old priest is wordy. I didn't expect your young little fairy to be wordy. The slave family just wanted to spend the night with the fairy in the room and get some fairy dew. Anyway, it has already taken the lead. Yes, the slave is not wordy with you, and there will be no time in the future. "Twist a black light and go southward. I raised my finger and only heard a scream from Wu Guangli. Some emotions have been left, and it is up to her to make up for her life.
Hengwen's room was heavy with demon spirits, and I was about to break in, suddenly remembering to leave Tianshu in the room. He is the reincarnation of Xingjun, and will surely attract evil spirits to pry around. Hengwen Xianshu was far above me, and there was no movement in the room. He was expected to be fine. Ben Xianjun said to the door: "Hengwen, you will deal with it yourself. I will see Tianshu and I will help you."
Going straight back to the bedroom of Hanyuan, Mu Ruoyan fell asleep on the bed, fortunately nothing. Ben Xianjun drew a Daoxian obstacle to cover him tightly before going to Heng Wenfang.
The fishy wind was stronger, the demon was in front of Heng Wenfang, and there was still no movement in the room. I felt bad, and my breath flickered into the room.
In the glowing red light, a figure stood with his arms around Hengwen, and whispered: "I have been thinking about day and night since I saw the fairy monarch. I did n’t plan to save my life. I just hoped ...
The tongue tip licked gently in Hengwen ’s ear. What ... "
Ben Xianjun listened to this many, but did not move.
Because this fairy is stupid for a moment.
The long silver-white hair, the slanting charming eyes, are white fox spirits.
The white robe on the fox's body was wide open, revealing his refined chest muscles, and it was terrible.
Even more terrible is that this is a male fox.