Jun Wuhen sat quietly on a branch, playing a familiar melody - Fleeting Time.
This is his favorite song. Over the past five hundred years, he has often sat on the branches of a white moon tree and played this song that represents longing and love. The song is quiet and lingering, with a rare sense of loneliness.
The man's stunning appearance, his blond hair is even more eye-catching on the silvery white moonflower branches, his eyes as blue and clear as the sky are as calm as lake water, and the whole person seems to be immersed in his own world.
He saw a woman in a white gauze dress dancing among the white moonflowers, laughing like a warbler, but he couldn't see her face clearly. He tried hard to see her face clearly, but the picture in his mind was nowhere to be seen.
The scene of her dancing is also fragmented.
So, over the years, he has become accustomed to watching the dance quietly. It doesn't matter if he can't see her face. He can still see her figure if he tries hard not to look at her face.
He loves to play the flute and even more so the piano.
But Nishang loves the piano but hates the flute. She always likes to pester him to play the piano for her. He doesn't like it, but he doesn't refuse her request. However, playing the piano is not as good as playing the flute. The feelings are so hot that there seems to be something empty in his heart. When he plays,
As soon as the song "Fleeting Time" began, a cold wind began to blow, which was so cold that it was so cold that part of his memory was missing.
After finishing the song, God-killing Sword said: "Please, please change the song. I feel like my ears are getting calluses when I listen to it. It's really killing me."
"Who asked you to listen?"
"Who told you to brag? If you have time to pretend to be an idiot, why don't you go into seclusion? Do you know how painful it is for me to accompany you all day long? You are so lifeless, cheer up for me, idiot." The God-killing Sword flew away, and the blade was smashed.
On his back, he almost knocked Jun Wuhen off the White Moon Tree.
Jun Wuhen grabbed the God-killing Sword and threw it away. He had been ridiculed by the God-killing Sword for more than a day or two. He had never seen such a rebellious main weapon. He wanted to change his main weapon. How arrogant.
The God-killing Sword flew back again, "Throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it again and I'll fight you tooth and nail."
"You're too noisy." Jun Wuhen lay lazily on the Baiyue branch. No one could replace the relationship between him and Abao, the God-killing Sword. It was a fit from body to soul. Although he had a unique taste,
Abao and Zhushenjian are rebellious masters, and he is the most pitiful master.
But, he is also the luckiest owner.
In the past five hundred years, for some reason, I always feel lonely, very lonely, especially when I am alone, the boundless loneliness is always lingering around me. Fortunately, I have Ah Bao and the God-killing Sword chirping in his ear all day long.
It seems a little better.
Why he was so lonely, he didn't know.
"Bah, if it weren't for the fact that you are my master, I wouldn't say a word to you and would trample you to death immediately." The God-killing Sword hit him in the stomach arrogantly.
"Where did Po go?"
"He and Qingtian went to Mochouhai." Zhushenjian said.
Jun Wuhen felt as if he had a grown-up son in his family, "After all the driving around, I'm still with Qingtian. There are so many beauties in the demon world, why would I just fall in love with a woman from the god world? I really can't think of it."
"Do you have the nerve to talk about others? Do you have the nerve? Do you have the nerve?" Zhushenjian bounced on his stomach a few times, his tone disdainful.
"What's wrong with me?"
"You yourself have not fallen in love with a woman from the God Realm. Alas, only the state officials are allowed to set fires and the people are not allowed to light lamps." The God-killing Sword chuckled.
"You mean neon clothes?"
"Bah! What I'm saying is..." Zhushenjian's high-pitched voice suddenly turned low, "I don't talk to idiots."
Jun Wuhen punched her, and Zhushenjian became angry and shouted that she was going to betray the master.
"Why are you and Abao so prejudiced against Nishang?"
"Idiot Jun Wuhen, you will know this problem one day." Zhushen Jianhen sighed with emotion and remembered one thing, "You don't really want to marry her and become the devil queen, do you?"
"Maybe."
Jun Wuhen looked at the white moonflowers dancing in the sky. He must have liked her. She was his confidante. But she betrayed the God Realm and entered the Demon Realm for him. She would rather be criticized by thousands of people. There was something unspeakable in his heart.
……complex.
Several demon kings in the demon world said that it was time to establish a demon queen, and Nishang seemed to be the best choice. Over the past five hundred years, she had gotten along well with the people in the demon world, and everyone regarded her as the future demon queen.
As long as Abao is not around, she is always inseparable from him, and he does not object to getting along with her. Several demon kings asked him to make Nishang the devil queen, but Abao and Zhushenjian resisted and left.
The three of them have always not gotten along well. When Abao saw Nishang, he started to sarcastically comment on her. Zhushenjian didn't like to meddle in other people's business. She had never said a word to him in thousands of years. It was unexpected this time.
be opposed to.
And the attitude is very strong.
"Jun Wuhen, I'm warning you, if you dare to make her the Demon Queen, I and Ababo will betray the master. This is not a threat, definitely not a threat. You must know that I am very serious now." Zhushenjian said with a very serious expression.
Said in a serious tone.
Jun Wuhen, who had long been accustomed to his temperament, just smiled and said nothing.
"Wuhen." A figure in a green shirt came gracefully and landed on the white moon flower branch next to it. The flowers fell more quickly on the branch, reflecting a gorgeous and eye-catching face. Jun Wuhen sat up from the branch, dressed in neon clothes.
Killing God Sword chuckled, "We are practicing, what are you doing here?"
Nishang smiled, "You also need to eat for training. I made some snacks for Wuhen. God-killing Sword, please don't be so hostile to me."
The sleeves flicked, and there was a delicate little basket in her hand, and the aroma of snacks overflowed. The God-Zhu Sword was most annoyed by her virtuous appearance, and sneered, "You are not the Queen yet, these things are not yours to do.
You are so sentimental."
He hated her every time, and the God-killing Sword simply flew around in the Baiyue Forest out of sight. That woman was so thick-skinned that she would habitually ignore her whether she was there or not.
"Wuhen, you also want to talk about the God-killing Sword." Nishang's cheeks turned red with anger.
Jun Wuhen said: "I can't control the God-killing Sword and Abao."
Nishang felt a slight pain in his heart. How could a master not control his main weapon and his magic pet? No matter how rebellious he was, if he wanted to control it, he would definitely be able to control it. When he and Hailan first met, because of the identity of the goddess Hailan, Abao and Bao
Zhushenjian often ridiculed Hailan, but there was no time when Jun Wuhen didn't come forward to reprimand them and made them docile. Later, they also agreed with Hailan.
But he has never spoken a word about Zhushenjian and Ah Bao for her. Does this mean that her status in his heart is always inferior to Ahbao and Zhushenjian, let alone better than Hailan.
But she will become his queen sooner or later, maybe in the near future.
