Chapter 63:

Sima Jiao, the ancestor who once brought down the first immortal mansion in the cultivation world, and the real devil whose forces are currently unifying the demon realm, at this moment, took her thousands of miles to spend a holiday in an unknown city in the cultivation world. For her to greet that bite...what is this touching boyfriend?
When Liao Tingyan thought about it, he felt that what he had seen before was that his roommate’s boyfriend got up in the middle of the night to buy barbecue and cakes and delivered them downstairs, which was completely compared.
Given that her boyfriend is so on the road, even if she is forced to accompany him in the water, she will endure it.
And the surrounding scenery is really good and refreshing. She has lived in the Demon Realm for so many years. The scenery of the Demon Realm is really nothing to say. There are large deserts and barren forests, and lush green plants are rare. There are some plants growing in the winter city, but most of the plants in the Demon Realm are also different from the cultivation world. , A bit weird, and the color is not too fresh.
So she hadn't seen this beauty for many years, and smelled this fresh and pure mountain and forest atmosphere, and the whole person floating on the water would turn into a fallen leaf.
The empty Liao Tingyan floated on the water. Seeing her floating, Sima Jiao put his head on her stomach and looked up at the sky just like her.
The red maple and bamboo forest rustled, the red maple leaves fell, and was gently blown by Liao Tingyan, and flew upside down slowly, floating in the air like a butterfly. The two placed a T-shape, and their eyes moved lazily following the leaf.
"Have we done this before?" Liao Tingyan asked.
"Yeah." Sima Jiao hummed from his nose, seeming to be half-wake and half-dreaming.
Liao Tingyan looked at him. Compared with the moment he saw him, he looked more and more lazy, but he was very similar to her. She used to be like this, she likes to be paralyzed and do nothing outside of work. Friends say that after staying with her for a long time, it is easy to get lazy. It seems that even the big devil cannot be immune to this lazy disease.
She thought, unconsciously twisting Sima Jiao's hair under her hand, twisting and twisting, and chewing smoothly.
I don’t remember when the bad habit of chewing in my mouth was developed. I used to work at the rouge station. They prepared staff dormitories and bathhouses. Although Liao Tingyan lives at home, she occasionally lives in the staff bathhouse. Taking a bath, chewing on a kind of grass stems that can whiten teeth and keep the mouth fresh while taking a bath. These cleaning products are equipped with a lot of cleaning supplies in the bathhouse. She just chewed and played, and then got used to it.
Realizing that this is not tooth grass, but the hair of the boyfriend of the big devil, Liao Tingyan stiffened, and under the stare of the big devil, he took out his hair and rubbed it carefully in the water. He took out a comb and combed it smoothly, and put it back.
"Is it delicious?" Sima Jiao asked her.
Liao Tingyan: "Not delicious."
Sima Jiao's expression was not right, Liao Tingyan immediately realized, and changed his words: "It's delicious!"
His expression is still wrong.
Boyfriend is really hard to coax.
Sima Jiao got up, combed his hair back, and said, "You are so greedy that you even eat your hair."
I am not, I am not!
"Get up and go eat." Sima Jiao said.
The small lake is quite shallow, and the wooden corridor next to it stands on the small lake. Sima Jiao stepped on the wooden corridor and pushed the carved grids away. He turned around and stretched out his hand to Liao Tingyan who was standing in the water. He pulled her up too.
The sleeves shook, the water vapor on his whole body disappeared, and he was a slick devil again.
I found a bathrobe and put it on. Liao Tingyan, who was wet and wringing his hair, said: "..." You are old, that's it, don't you consider changing your clothes?
To tell the truth, Liao Tingyan doubts that he has never changed his clothes. How do you think he wears the same clothes every day? Although he loves to take a bath, he is still a cultivator. There is no dust and dirt on his body, but he cannot always change his clothes. Can't get through.
She had found a lot of men's clothing in her own space before, in various styles and colors, possibly her boyfriend's clothes. She thought for a while, took out a set of robes embroidered with a white fairy bird and auspicious cloud pattern, unfolded it in front of Sima Jiao, and asked him, "How about this one?"
Sima Jiao looked at the clothes she took out and didn't say anything. Liao Tingyan turned out another white set with many ink patterns. "What about this set? If you want to change the image, this set is also good."
I also came up with a set of elegant purple, this set is more rich and noble.
The social animal’s work experience tells her that it takes skill to get customers’ recognition. Don’t ask the other party directly if it’s okay, but come up with a few sets of plans at once. The other party will naturally not consider whether it’s okay, but directly enter the selection. A set of processes.
As it is now, she has taken out three sets, Sima Jiao is very likely not to consider not changing, but to consider which set to change.
Sima Jiao: "You prepared it for me?"
Liao Tingyan: "There are a lot of spaces in me, you should wear them before."
Sima Jiao smiled suddenly, and approached Liao Tingyan's ear and said, "I didn't know that you used to prepare new clothes for me."
…Understood, the self used to prepare clothes for her boyfriend, but he never took it out, probably like the ring that was prepared but not given out. Now, the amnesiaous self was directly pierced.
Seeing the big devil's raised lips and dark expression on his face, Liao Tingyan could only pretend that nothing happened.
Sima Jiao dropped his head and put a sticker on her lips.
He took off his robe and threw it aside. Liao Tingyan hurriedly picked up his clothes and closed the wooden windows. The ambiguous light of the evening reflected through the patterns on the wooden window partitions. Sima Jiao took off his robe and his fair skin was also Covered with a hazy warm yellow.
He looks pretty undressed, and the movement of pulling an inner shirt over his body is also very beautiful. His open chest is covered by a white inner shirt. He wears a black shirt and outer shirt to cover the white inner shirt. Only a white edge is left. He pulled the front collar at random, and the knuckles of the fingers that were bent on his hand were especially attractive when he tied the belt.
The long hair was covered by the clothes, and he raised his hand to pull the long hair out from the neckline, and raised his hands, his sleeves were lightly swayed, and the long hair floated. With the light and shadow of this time, there was a kind of old Hong Kong movie in his childhood memories. Although he was not very sensible when he was young, he had some understanding about the concept of'beauty'.
Liao Tingyan grabbed one of his belts and stared at him without removing it, feeling that he might have been in ecstasy.
Sima Jiao took the belt in her hand with one hand and clasped the back of her neck with the other, pulled it over and kissed it again. It's not the kind of kiss that sticks up, but the kind of kiss that squeezes her neck to signal her to open her mouth.
The shadows of the two people are elongated indoors, and the flowers on the wooden windows are also reflected next to them, like a lantern projection of a gifted and beautiful lady.
Liao Tingyan returned to his senses and found that Sima Jiao had already fastened his belt. This belt is tied inside the outer robe, and when the hand is pulled out, the outer robe falls to cover the waistline. He fastened his belt and sat aside, looking at her, "Okay, it's you."
Liao Tingyan: "To me?"
She looked at the clothes on her body and thought to herself, I was confused by beauty, so I stood here and watched the whole process of changing clothes for the boss? Relations between courtesy and Shang, now people will see her change.
She ignored the boyfriend who was sitting full of gangster breath and went to change clothes behind the screen on one side.
She was wearing a skirt and Sima Jiao laughed outside. Through the screen, Liao Tingyan quietly drooped his brows and stuck out his tongue.
Sima Jiao's laughter gradually disappeared, but he was still smiling while watching her shadow through the screen. Perhaps it was because the evening light and shadow were too gentle, and the look on his face was also rare, almost unlike the person who once wandered alone on the Three Sacred Mountain.
Liao Tingyan took care of himself and came out, Sima Jiao stood by the door, "Let's go."
Liao Tingyan stepped forward, raised his hand and trimmed his hair again. He took care of himself very casually, and there were still a few strands of hair that fell in the collar and didn't take it out. Liao Tingyan took care of his hair and then walked out with him.
This is an individual village, occupying a huge area. The yard with the lake and the bamboo forest and red maple trees belongs to them alone. There is a wide road extending in all directions outside of the door. A sedan chair waiting for transportation by the wall is responsible for carrying the wind. The people in the sedan were very diligent and invited the two up, not fast or slow, just enough to allow them to enjoy the scenery along the way.
"You two are going to Zhenshilou?"
After the affirmative answer, the accompanying tour guide brothers began to give them the food here in Amway in a warm and polite tone.
Guests in this place can have a separate yard, and of course they can send their food, but there are also people who love to live, so Zhenshilou is a must-see for this type of guests. Everyone can enjoy singing, dancing and various Kind of performance.
Along the way, Liao Tingyan also saw other guests in the sedan chair. This sedan chair was really like a gust of wind, quietly, and when several sedan chairs met, they fluttered past.
Zhenshilou is brightly lit and full of colors. Hundreds of independent small attic buildings are surrounded by a circle, connected by a sky corridor. The center is an island in the center of the lake, where actors perform performances.
The sedan chair sent Liao Tingyan and the two to one of the small attic, and another attendant waiting in the attic greeted them. The thoughtful service made Liao Tingyan feel that the charge must be overpriced.
She now feels like marrying a rich family again. No matter where it is, Mr. Sima is not a character who is short of money, so Liao Tingyan is not polite, as long as he ordered all of the items on the menu.
"Just go slowly, you don't need to put them all at once." Liao Tingyan exhorted, rubbing his hands in anticipation of his own meal.
Sima Jiao was not interested in eating, leaning on the side and waiting.
Liao Tingyan hasn't eaten such a rich and delicious food for a long time. After all, Moyu is still geographically different, with different tastes. Moreover, with her cultivation base, she will not be supported by eating such foods that are not strong in aura, so she can taste as much as she wants to satisfy her mouth and tongue.
There are also all kinds of beverages, which are filled in white jade pots, and you can drink yourself, which is very atmospheric. There are silk and bamboo around the ears, as well as graceful singing and dancing. There is an endless stream of delicious food, all in color and fragrance. The eyes, ears, mouth and nose are all enjoyable, and the sense of happiness is bursting.
It was at this time that there was a fight outside.
Hearing the noise, Liao Tingyan raised his head and looked out.
An attic across the lake exploded, and three people emerged from the ruins. And in the attic opposite them, a dozen people in purple stood laughing, pointing at the attic turned into ruins.
"It's been a long time since I saw it. I didn't expect that the former leader of Qinggutian, Dongyang, has also joined other sects. Looking like this, it's pretty good." The leader of the purple clothed people said loudly, with a mocking tone. With resentment.
Opposite the three people wearing cyan clothes, a young man who seemed to be in his twenties said: "You Daoyou Xia has also entered Baidi Mountain now. Congratulations yet."
The person in purple sneered, "Since I know that I have entered Baidi Mountain, I should know that it is now your time to die, and a mere Gu Yuwu can't protect you!"
The young man was helpless and arched his hands, "In any case, I was once the same door, but now everyone is different from each other, so why bother with the old grievances."
One was aggressive, and the other was soft in tone and not soft in attitude, but he jingled and clashed.
Liao Tingyan only glanced at her and ate her own food, but she was unlucky in her position and was affected by the people who were fighting. The arrogant man in purple had a higher cultivation base than the man in Qingyi, and hit him on Liao Tingyan's. The attic lifted all the tables in front of her.
Liao Tingyan was still holding his chopsticks, a piece of sauce in the chopsticks was crumbling. She glanced at the man in Tsing Yi who stood up with vomiting blood, silently ate the sauce, put down the chopsticks, kicked the man in purple who was catching up and was going to continue hitting, and smashed back into their own attic. .
After kicking this kick and seeing the man in Tsing Yi looking at her in shock, Liao Tingyan reacted.
Oops, forgot that this is not a magic domain.
After living in Demon Hexian City for so long, she has formed a conditioned reflex. Once she is bullied in front of her, she has to fight back subconsciously. She didn't realize that the realm of cultivation is different from the demon realm.
She hesitated and went to see Sima Jiao lying on the side.
Unexpectedly, at this time, the young man in Tsing Yi clutched his chest and hesitated and shouted: "Are you... Stop Goose?"