Nine thousand years old

Chapter 81

The sea of ​​vermilion flowers carries a peculiar fragrance. At the end of the Santu River, beside the Yellow Spring, no one knows what kind of beauty it is.

Ming Li tightly held the person beside him, this was not the first time he had come to this sea of ​​flowers, but this time his mood was different from before.

Li Siyuan really wanted to take pictures of this scene with a camera, but unfortunately, human equipment cannot record these scenes. He felt a little sorry, but he didn't feel regretful when he looked at the tea leaves from Meng Po in his hand.

What surprised Li Siyuan was that there was a tree in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers.

This tree is not big, it looks a little delicate, and it grows here a little abruptly, for some reason, even the leaves haven't grown into one piece, the small buds are curled up, which is a bit cute.

Li Siyuan turned his head sideways: "Why is there a tree here?"

Ming Li stared at the tree heavily, then turned around and said, "It wasn't there before, but I found it when I came back last time."

After finishing speaking, Ming Li curled his lips and looked at him: "Do you feel very familiar?"

Li Siyuan is strange, familiar?

He looked at the little tree again, and saw a red rope tied to a small branch. It suddenly occurred to him that Xiaomu's hair would always be tied loosely with a red rope when he turned into a human.

Li Siyuan suddenly stopped, slightly widened his eyes and looked at Mingli: "Xiaomu?"

Ming Li nodded: "This is his real body."

Li Siyuan changed his mind and felt that the matter was not simple: "What is Xiaomu's background?"

Ming Li took him to sit on a stone beside him, folded a flower and put it in Li Siyuan's hand. Sniff lightly under the nose.

Ming Li raised his hand slightly, trying to stop him from smelling it, but after thinking about it, he still didn't make a sound, the pollen of Huimenghua can make people feel psychedelic, the effect is a bit like wine, but the effect is not too great.

Besides...he hasn't seen what Yuan Yuan looks like when he's drunk.

Ming Li felt a little itchy, and stretched out his hand to straighten Li Siyuan's slightly messy hair: "I don't know Xiaomu's identity, but his body was moved by Jizo, I can be sure."

Hearing this name again, Li Siyuan always felt a little confused: "It's him again, I don't know about the fact that he made you turn into scales earlier...By the way, have you seen him since?"

Ming Li shook his head: "He won't harm me, although it's annoying if he doesn't know clearly, but he must be reminding us of something."

Li Siyuan frowned and looked at Xiaoshu's direction, poking his nose with a petal: "I don't think it's a coincidence that Xiaomu will come to me."

"You doubt him?" Mingli looked at him sideways, he naturally didn't mind what happened to the little tree spirit, but Yuanyuan cared a lot.

Li Siyuan lowered his eyes: "I believe Xiaomu will not harm me."

Ming Li patted his head: "Since he has something to do with Dizang, he won't be an enemy, don't worry."

Li Siyuan was silent, he didn't understand what was waiting for him behind this, since seeing He Ji, he seemed to have fallen into a trap, always feeling that he was being led by the nose.

Ming Li reached out to hug him, Li Siyuan raised his head, bit his face in displeasure and made a tooth mark.

But a good-looking person is still good-looking even if there are imprints on his face, the more he looked at it, the more his heart was beating happily, and he kissed Mingli lightly on the lips.

Ming Li smiled and let him mess around, and responded to his kiss gently and warmly, until the two parted, and then whispered: "I have been to the God Realm."

Li Siyuan stared at him, his expression unchanged, but the corners of his mouth were a little tight: "You have become the Dragon King, can you stay in the underworld and the mortal world in the future?"

Ming Li knew what he was worried about, and said, "It stands to reason that I want to return to the Dragon Clan."

Li Siyuan's eyes darkened, and his expression turned cold: "You want to go back?"

Ming Li laughed out loud: "Of course I want to stay with you."

Li Siyuan relaxed his expression in satisfaction, and patted the Dragon King on the head.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you go back." Li Siyuan felt a little dizzy, and he poked Mingli's face: "I will be Yan Jun soon, I can live for a long time, and I will become very powerful. The God Realm snatched you back."

He said this easily, but Ming Li knew how serious he was.

Ming Li felt that he was really doomed, this person only needed to say a word, and he could willingly let go of his helmet and let go of all sharpness.

"So, besides Dizang, only you know that I have been to the God Realm, remember to keep it secret." Ming Li flicked the tip of Li Siyuan's nose lightly, and said.

Li Siyuan covered his nose, blinked, and nodded solemnly.

The range of this movement was a little big, and it seemed a little silly, but Li Siyuan seemed unconscious, Ming Li looked at him blankly, thinking that Yuanyuan was probably a little drunk.

That's right, this person just kept poking it on the nose with the dream flower.

Mingli's eyes lighted slightly, and he leaned over to lick his lips, Li Siyuan licked his lips too, blinked his eyes and tilted his head to look at him.

Of course he himself doesn't know how cute he looks now, but Mingli sees it all, and seduces this person: "Would you like to go to my residence and have a look?"

Li Siyuan reacted for a second, nodded and said, "Okay."

Ming Li immediately threw the flowers in his hand, and carried him back to the bedroom.

Behind the Palace of King Yan is the residence of the underworld, just like the imperial palace in the mortal world, the place where King Yan lives is naturally different.

Yan Jun's bedroom is on the top of the mountain behind the Santu River. This place is clearly never sunny, but it is brightly illuminated by the fire. The further you go down, the deeper the hell.

Li Siyuan never imagined that there would be such a magnificent palace on the top of this black mountain.

Just like the fairy palace in fantasy novels, there is a courtyard garden in the front, and the sea of ​​clouds and stars in the back. The buildings arranged in the middle are darker in color overall, but they are majestic, as if they really have the feeling of stepping on the mountain under their feet.

Ming Li didn't bother to take people to see the scenery all the time. He took people all the way to his residence. The huge room was decorated like a cave, and I don't know what was embedded in it. The room was full of dots. Light, delicate and beautiful.

Li Siyuan stared blankly at the huge bed in the center of the room, the other places were covered with pool water, and the dense mist hovered above the water surface. There was only one road leading to this bed, and he couldn't believe that this place turned out to be a bedroom.

"This is your room? You sleep on such a big bed?" Li Siyuan looked at Mingli.

Ming Li was a little emotionally moved by his look, hugged him and rubbed him: "My prototype is huge, and it's our room."

Li Siyuan looked at the pool, there was nothing in it, just clean and crystal clear water, he walked forward and asked, "What's on the top of the house, it's shiny."

Mingli didn't let go, Lai leaned on his back and said lazily, "It's some spar from the demon world, it's full of spiritual power, it's very beautiful."

Li Siyuan laughed suddenly, it was rare for Ming Li to see Li Siyuan look stupid, and coaxed him to the big bed with an itch.

Li Siyuan still wanted to ask questions, Ming Li pressed him on the soft bed and kissed him, and unbuttoned his clothes several times.

The clothes of the two were all off, Mingli was grabbed by Li Siyuan's hand, Li Siyuan frowned, and before he could speak, he was bitten by the shoulder.

He stopped the person with great effort, and said hastily: "I want to be on top."

Ming Li looked up at him, and smiled a bit wickedly, completely different from his usual appearance: "Okay."

Li Siyuan was dazzled by the beauty, was hugged by a man, kissed and teased, and was taken advantage of in a daze.

There is no light and no day in hell, and all the ghosts in the underworld don't know that their new Lord Yan has been eaten up by the young Dragon King.

When Li Siyuan woke up again, he was hugged in someone's arms, Ming Li's leg pressed against his, their bodies fit together, and the temperature was maintained just right.

The ambiguous atmosphere in the air had already flowed away, but his memory still existed. Li Siyuan covered his face, and finally realized that Mingli was tricking him.

There is definitely something wrong with that flower!

And this person even fooled him, clearly saying that he was on top!

Li Siyuan turned around in dissatisfaction, but when he saw the real scene of Sleeping Beauty, his heart softened shamefully, and finally he just stretched out his hand and pulled Ming Li's face, then withdrew his hand.

But when he saw his arm full of marks, he felt that this person was a beast.

Ming Li's face was ripped off, he kissed him in a daze, and touched his waist: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Li Siyuan blushed, blinked and said, "No."

Mingli is a very careful companion, even with the drunk Tang Xinyuanyuan, he will not do whatever he wants, and he will clean up very carefully afterwards, for fear that he will feel unwell in the slightest.

Before Li Siyuan would feel embarrassed, but later he got used to it, so he just let him go.

Who doesn't love being pampered?What's more, being favored by the person on top of one's heart is extremely wonderful.

"Want to get up?" Ming Li asked while lying down, his voice was a bit lazy and sexy, and the sense of satiety made people's hearts tremble slightly.

Li Siyuan touched his nose: "Yes."

Ming Li sat up and worked hard to put on clothes for his Yuan Yuan.

Li Siyuan stretched out his hand obediently and cooperatively: "I'm afraid that you will make me coquettish."

Ming Li served him lightly, and looked at him with a smile: "Anyway, I'm always here."

Li Siyuan felt that this was not good, but he couldn't bear it, so he looked at Mingli with some embarrassment for a while: "Then can you put on your own clothes first."

Ming Li purposely leaned in front of him: "You don't like to watch?"

Li Siyuan closed his eyes and sighed: "Every time I look at you, I am afraid that I will have a nosebleed."

Ming Li was very helpful and forcibly took his hand to touch his body, like a big hooligan.

The two returned to the mortal world, but they appeared directly in City C. As soon as Li Siyuan's cell phone had a new number, a call came in.

Li Qingshan's voice seemed a little tired, Li Siyuan put down his phone and turned to look at Mingli.

"Master Li Jian seems to be really worried and said he will come to us later." Li Siyuan poked Ming Li: "So where did Li Jian and Wuchang go?"

On the seashore of L city, the sea breeze is a bit cool at night, and the chirping of seabirds can be heard from time to time, and the fishermen's boats are parked aside, carrying a strong fishy and salty smell.

Nearby is a seaside barbecue, where a group of tourists set up a stove and eat fresh seafood. The aroma and the singing of the guitarist waft like a concerto.

Li Jian and Wuchang stared at the pile of baked food that could not be seen, worrying secretly.

"Brother Ming's craftsmanship is so good, why don't you know anything?" Li Jian tried to take a bite of the squid he had just grilled, and then spit it out immediately: "Bah, bah, bah, what does it smell like."

"Aren't you and you can't?" Li Jian put a white T-shirt on Wuchang, with a panda head printed on the front, and he stared at the stove expressionlessly, still trying to save the skewers.

Li Jian pouted: "I know instant noodles."

Wuchang didn't even look at him: "Coincidentally, I will too."