This Scum Is Not Worthy Of White Washing

Yangjing Mountain.

Deep in the bamboo forest.

Youhuang was beside the stream and looked at the bamboo forest on the opposite side.

That is his birthplace.

Back in the fairy world, he had no clue about finding Yunhua.

Why is he a remnant soul, why is he in the world of Xiaoqian? After the soul disappeared, did he return to the fairy world, or went to other places?

Who is the powerful aura that came across while tracing his memory? Is his...enemy?

"Sir...Where are you?"

With a murmur, Youhuang's memory returned to when they met.

He grew up in the immortal realm and was nourished by immortal energy all the year round, and he was about to transform that year.

Then Yunhua arrived.

He had a hip flask slung around his waist, a piece of fairy grass was bitten in his mouth, and he bit into his mouth little by little.

While looking at the bamboo, he pounded?, whispered? Find a good one.

You Huang was so scared that he didn't dare to move.

However, there was a strong wind at that time, and the surrounding bamboos were swaying with the wind, but Youhuang stood still and stood upright.

"what?"

Yun Hua stretched out her hand and pushed the whole fairy grass into her mouth, chewed it in twos and threes, and leaned in front of You Huang, stretched out her hand and flicked it: "Is there any sense of God?"

Yun Hua walked around? Youhuang walked in a circle: "It looks good, if you don't speak, I will treat you as unaware, and cut you into a flute~"

"Don't! I want to transform! Don't chop me!"

"Oh, such a crisp voice, it's still a child,"

Yunhua put his hand on the pillar,

"Meeting is fate, I will help you."

The vigorous celestial energy covered You Huang, who should have taken several years to transform into shape instantly.

After Youhuang transforms into form, he is a teenager of sixteen or seventeen years old.

When Yun Hua saw him, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then smiled meaningfully: "You can be regarded as enlightened by me, so you can transform today. It is time to give me back, right?"

"Right?"

"Are you bamboo?"

"Can it be changed?"

"OK."

"Become a flute."

Yun Hua likes Xiao.

This is what You Huang knew when he couldn't put it down after turning into a flute according to his intentions.

"Don't touch it."

"Can I play a piece?"

Yunhua is quite regretful.

You Huang turned into a human form in his hands.

Yun Hua retracted her hand very quickly.

You Huang: "If you like a flute, just fold a piece of bamboo."

Isn't that the purpose of his coming here?

Yun Hua touched the hip flask at her waist: "See you? After you, where can I see other bamboos."

Youhuang: "..." was praised.

"Hey, kid," Yun Hua reached out and touched his head, "have you never been out of this bamboo forest?"

"...I just transformed."

"If you have no purpose, why travel with me?"

"What's your name?"

You Huang: "I never thought about it."

"Then I will get one for you? Um..." Yun Hua looked at the empty space where one bamboo was missing, "It's called Youhuang, how about it?"

"Do you know which two words are?"

You Huang shook his head.

"That's right, you are not the great demon who has inherited the inheritance, but the bamboo fairy who was born in the immortal world and turned into immortal destiny. Naturally, you don't know anything."

Yun Hua smiled and said,

"But it's okay, I can teach you."

Youhuang is nourished by immortal energy, can be transformed into form by the law, and is gifted by it. He has common sense, understands words and words, but can't understand it.

Yun Hua took him out of the bamboo forest, left the mountains, traveled all the way, taught him reading and writing, flute and music...

Youhuang called him a master, but he laughed? Rejected.

"I can't accept disciples without authorization. If you really want to, please respect me, sir."

"gentlemen."

After that, Youhuang and Yunhua traveled around the fairy world together.

Yunhua likes to enjoy, love wine and love flute.

Youhuang couldn't drink alcohol, and he was drunk after trying it once.

He is very well-behaved when he is drunk, and he will do whatever Yun Hua asks him to do.

That was also the first time he obediently turned into a flute and let Yun Hua play.

From then on, Yun Hua liked to coax him to drink, but Youhuang was not stupid. Except for occasional failures, the more he got behind, the more he could figure out his routines and prevent him from succeeding.

In this regard, Yunhua said it was not fun.

As Youhuang gradually opened up, the sight of others betting on him became more and more, and Xianjun often showed his love to him and asked to become an immortal couple.

Yun Hua ran away one lover after another, and directly made a mask to put on him: "Just those crooked melons and jujubes are worthy of thinking about my Huanger?"

Youhuang asked: "Can't I make an immortal couple?"

"It's not that you can't, it's that you can't fool around. Look at the men and women who come to court, which one is not petting? Your face? They don't even know your name."

"how about you?"

"Where is your fairy?"

Yun Hua smiled and said, "I can't make an immortal couple."

Yun Hua chuckled lightly for a while, before saying: "How can a person who is as unrestrained and free as me can stand the control of an immortal couple."

Youhuang was already full of him. After realizing that he had thought about Yun Hua, he gradually realized that it was coming, and Yun Hua thought about him in the same way.

But when he wanted to clarify, Yun Hua refused him for some reason.

You Huang believed that he had not misjudged his feelings.

When Yun Hua tried to coax him into drinking again, he pretended not to notice and let him succeed.

Yun Hua was still stunned for a while.

"Why got it this time."

For thousands of years, the more difficult it was for him to succeed later.

This time it was just habit.

"Is it because I refused...restless?"

Yun Hua didn't know, Youhuang had secretly adapted to the fact that he couldn't drink alcohol because he loved wine.

Although it is not enough to enjoy the wine with him, a few drinks are no longer a problem.

Yun Hua thought that he was still the faint Huang who couldn't touch the wine.

He really thought he was drunk, holding one hand? Looking at his head? He said, "Huang'er, why do you want to please me?"

Youhuang's expression is cute and gentle: "I just like it."

"So, I can't take you by my side anymore." The emotions in Yun Hua's eyes are completely different from the unrestrained winds he used to be.

The pain of forbearance is mixed with? You Huang can see the joy at a glance.

He is pleased that his beloved also loves him.

But why should we forbear, why should we suffer?

You Huang whispered: "Why? The immortal world is so big, you said you want to take me around."

Yun Hua opened the jug and took a sip: "I can't become an immortal couple with you, so naturally I can't delay you. If you are far away from me, you will gradually let go."

"If I can't let go..."

"Let go too."

"I do not want to."

Yun Hua chuckled, "Isn't it a good thing to drink? How come you are still reluctant?"

"Not willing."

Yun Hua waved to him: "Huang'er, come here."

You Huang got up and walked to him.

Youhuang grabbed his hand and pulled him into his arms: "When you wake up, you won't see it."

Youhuang hung his head, Yun Hua couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Huang'er, look up."

You Huang looked up obediently.

Yun Hua stretched out his hand to take off his mask and put it on the table, caressing his face: "You are still so good-looking, no wonder those fairy monarchs even if they don't recognize you, they hope Ai Ai wants to be with you? You become an immortal couple."

"Doesn't the gentleman like it?"

Yun Hua relied on it? He would forget things when he woke up, and whispered softly: "Of course I like it. Otherwise, I won't let you wear a mask forever."

"I like Mr. too."

Yun Hua's eyes were filled with reluctance: "I'm afraid you have been with me since you were transformed, and you have different feelings for me, so you have misunderstood your feelings. I will see you more in the future..."

"See? No matter how many people, I only like Mr."

Yun Hua stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, lowered his head and dropped a soft kiss on the corner of his lips.

You Huang stretched out his hand to find his lips, and drew in slightly, letting in with a touch of coolness.

Yun Hua's head tilted back: "What did you drink?"

You Huang did not answer.

Yun Hua: "Are you not drunk?"

His face changed, and he let go of the hand that was holding him.

Youhuang hooked his neck and leaned forward to kiss his lips.

The fairy qi in Yunhua's body stagnated.

Instantly understood what he had just drunk.

Lock the fairy liquid.

It was given to him more than a thousand years ago.

——Huang'er, I am not by your side all the time, this is the lock fairy liquid, if you are in danger, use it. As long as it touches the skin, it can make the fairy qi of people below the emperor immortal stagnate for a few breaths, and if it is taken, it can lock the fairy qi in the opponent's body for half an hour.

——Thank you, Mr.

Yun Hua looked blank for a moment.

This lock fairy liquid is so rare, so did he use it?

The lock fairy liquid he gave him, used on him?

"Mr. also likes me, why should he refuse me?"

Youhuang left his lips and pressed against his forehead, the two floating hair entangled,

"You and I have been with me for thousands of years. My husband has always been free and easy, but I don't know when my husband is so twitchy?"

Yun Hua leaned on the chair: "I don't know when you will swindle me by using such methods."

"Isn't the husband saying to leave?"

"So I am still tying myself up?"

They looked at each other for a moment and smiled at the same time.

You Huang lowered his head and pecked his mouth: "Sir? Why bother?"

Yun Hua closed his eyes: "I'm just afraid that there will be? One day I will lose you."

"Looking forward and backward, it's not your husband's style."

"Then what shall I do?"

"Do whatever you want. The future is unknowable. Don't let it down now."

"Huang'er... is right?"

You Huang stretched out his hand and waved, there was an open-air house and a soft bed in the originally empty place.

Yun Hua squeezed his hand on his shoulder and said, "The difference between you and me is too big. You can't double cultivation of divine consciousness, you can't stand it."

"Mr. Immortal Fa is locked, so naturally you can't double cultivation of God's consciousness."

"The method of double cultivation is more than divine consciousness."

"How do you know this?"

"I was born with it."

"Sir, don't talk."

~Only the moon can be seen?~

By the side of the stream, Youhuang stretched out his hand and held the flute to his mouth, closed his eyes, and played gently.

Sir, you always used the difference in realm as an excuse not to double cultivation of divine consciousness, but then...your divine consciousness has already gone wrong?

Later, how did it fall to the point of a ray of remnant soul?

Yunhua is free and easy, but unruly.

Just a few words can make the popularity worse.

Those immortals who showed love to him were always attacked by him while beating.

Only in front of him, he maintained the good style of "Mr.", very gentle.

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