The Little Matchmaker of the Fox Demon: The Master of Tushan

Huangquan Ancient Road, the mythical and legendary road of past life, appeared outside the small courtyard at this moment.

A yin wind blew through the corpse, and the bits of light continued to condense in the night sky, gathering the three souls and seven spirits of the human-faced lion. The helpless ghost, before he could react, the lion's paw scratched his head stupidly and looked at Bai Qiye, who was his master.

"Apprentice, are you willing to sign a reincarnation relationship with the White Tiger"

The floating soul looked at the white tiger's hopeful eyes and nodded in desolation.

The boy smiled, walked to the soul's side, and stretched out his palm to touch it gently. The three flowers gathered at the top, and Bai Qiye used qi and blood as a guide to integrate the mark left by that jade Jian into the top of the soul's forehead.

"Apprentice, be ashamed of the teacher."

The human-faced lion smiled stupidly.

Tu Shanrongrong suddenly spoke: "In this past life, can you have the real name of the big demon?" The

sword spirit transmitted: "The demon race cultivation incarnate, with a real name, is inconvenient for outsiders to know." The real name bears, and it can invisibly occupy a part of the luck of heaven and earth. And luck said, Xuanzhi and Xuan. The

soul of the human-faced lion flashed a trace of true spirit, and he stammered, "Please... The master gives the name. "

Bai Qiye suddenly, Terran children have been named by their fathers since they were young, according to the eight characters of birthday, the five elements of heaven and earth, and then they have followed each other for a lifetime, pinning countless expectations on their parents, but also asking for peace.

Tu Shan Rong continued: "Bai Qiye, the Prince of the Terran Heaven and Earth. Since the human-faced lion has worshiped you as a teacher, you will take it for him. "

Childish people ask for names.

A young man who was no more than a teenager in both lifetimes, after a difficult thought, Shi Shiran spoke

: "My disciple: Simba."

Heaven and earth are Xuanhuang, the road is Xuanyuan, Bai Qiye does not know his unintentional move, but he really hopes that one day, the reincarnated human-faced lion can be like Simba in the cartoon, not to talk about becoming a lion king, but only to be able to travel freely in that green grassland.

The dim soul, as if once again turned on the spiritual intelligence, woke up like a dream, as if there was an invisible force to press, smashing both knees on the ground, and kowtowing three times.

The teenager accepted it calmly.

The Tushan sword pierced the fingertips, and a drop of golden blood filled with body nature gushed out, lingering with the last trace of Jianmu divinity in Bai Qiye's body, blessed by the secret of the word, and pointed between the forehead and eyebrows of the soul.

It turned into a golden mark and disappeared into the soul body, and the soul suddenly solidified a little, not as weak as Fang Cai, and the wind blew away and dispersed.

The white tiger silently told Tu Shan Rong Rong's real name with his heart, and on the scroll of pure love for the heavens, golden light shone, and Tu Shan Jian used the blood of the young man as ink, engraving the vermilion name.

"Tu Shan Fox Clan, Tu Shan Rong Rong Certificate!" The girl shouted, and a word wrapped in majestic demon power, comforting heaven and earth.

A glimmer flashed on the Huangquan Ancient Road.

According to the sword spirit's orders, the young man finally asked for a drop of white tiger's blood, and after condensation, attached it to the back of the Pure Love Heaven paper, and wrote the note [Chuan Ying].

Bai Qiye's mind moved slightly, Tu Shan's sword shadows were stacked, and a few lines of text were engraved on the paper scroll, which was his deal with Chuan Ying.

............

"Master, the apprentice still wants to eat a bowl of Yangchun noodles"

When the young man heard this, his eyebrows smiled, nodded in response, and turned and entered the kitchen.

The golden pupil quietly lit up, and since absorbing that pot of medicinal liquid, the golden pupil could already be used as he pleased. A bowl of Yangchun noodles, rolled under boiling water for a few rolls, in a large celadon bowl, containing a delicate oil flower, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and finally sprinkled with a touch of MSG, and a pinch of green onion.

The boy paused, looked up, fried another egg cake, and covered it.

When I went out with a big bowl, the gloomy gloomy road had dispersed, and in the distance was a dark shadow of the branches, through the end of the courtyard gate, the dim shadow on the path seemed to hump something, towards the back mountain, step by step disappeared into the darkness.

The moonlight shone on the western mountain, and a flash of brilliance sprinkled into the silent courtyard, dissolving the last trace of blood in the air.

Bai Qiye was carrying the huge bowl of Yangchun noodles, which had already cooled down.

Hot tears fell into the soup, splashing silent ripples, but they could not be dispersed, and the small bowl became a world of its own, imprisoning a lonely soul.

At the corner of the small street, a teenager in a school uniform appeared on time every day at the noodle stall, and after a long time, he gradually became familiar with the old man of Yangchun noodles.

"Gua Wazi, if you only eat noodles, you will lose your body..."

"Don't be afraid, your Yangchun noodles are delicious!"

That bowl of cold Yangchun noodles, the young man ate it in the middle of the moon, and the obsession of the two lives finally felt that this Yangchun noodles seemed not so fragrant!

In fact, it detected the abnormality outside the house, and stubbornly felt that it should wait a little longer, might as well fry another egg, and the egg cake soaked in Yangchun noodle soup should also be tasted.

Perhaps, he didn't know how to face it....

A bowl of Yang Chun into the belly, but the young man's heart is as difficult as spring.

This is the world of the fox demon, and it has been involved since then. Where there is love everywhere, everyone yearns to follow only the color of the rising sun, yearns for the blazing song, and praises the tenacious love that has not changed through the ages with the most sincere praise.

But beyond love.

There are demons like childish, but the envy of seeking names.

Who says that demon sex is treacherous? Only by taking a look at this other world in person can I know that a master has no regrets.

The young man was thinking, if he hadn't crossed over, then this stupid lion only needed to finish the deed with Tu Shan...

If he had crossed without thinking about chicken essence monosodium glutamate, and without the task of chopping green wood, wouldn't he have gone to the back mountain....

What if............

"White Seven Nights! Wake up," the sword spirit shouted sharply.

The empty sound of the lion roaring exploded, and the young man was in a trance, and it turned out that he was stunned.

The bright moon is bright, and there have been many things in ancient and modern times. In the cool breeze in the second half of the night, the boy suddenly woke up.

"[Waist chopping little white rabbit]"

This famous dish should be spread throughout the world of fox demons, this famous banquet was created by a big demon lion in shape, which realized the Dao on a rainy night and learned a trick and a sword.

Bai Qiye didn't know how long later, that reincarnated silly lion would be able to re-practice and taste this dish again.

Remembering those who were once familiar, holding that kitchen knife and swinging the knife chaotically....

Let the two races of demon be remembered for ten years and a hundred years, and a thousand years to remember, there is such a big demon, make a good dish.