Offering Salted Fish To Master

Liao Tingyan suddenly sat up in the middle of the night and saw the mountain peach blossom in the vase beside the bed. He reached out and woken up Sima Jiao beside him, and asked with a quake, "When you think about it, you made me an otter. Show it to you?! Pretending to be a snake monster to tease me?!"

Sima Jiao did not open his eyes and hissed in a dumb voice. Pulling Liao Tingyan back and pressing it on her chest, she patted her back comfortably, her face buried on top of her head.

Sima Jiao: "Sleep."

Liao Tingyan shook his head frantically, shook Sima Jiao's face, and finally woke him up. He had to let go of Liao Tingyan, spread out on the bed, pinched the bridge of his nose, and glanced at her sideways.

Liao Tingyan: Oh, it's really cool to shake people up in the middle of the night. Did you see it? It's not that it's not reported, the time has not come.

Sima Jiao: "You... why sit on top of me and shake it?"

Liao Tingyan let out a disgusting cry, "Uh-who wants to roll the sheets!"

Sima Jiao sat up, "Okay, then I'll come." He suddenly rushed to Liao Tingyan to press her on the bed, and then rolled around.

Liao Tingyan: "!!!" What are you doing!

After rolling a few laps to stop, Liao Tingyan blew and tossed the hair on his face, wondering if Sima Jiao's brain was sick again? Rolling the sheets in the middle of the night?

Liao Tingyan: "Excuse me, what are you doing?"

Sima Jiao: "Naturally roll the sheets."

Liao Tingyan remembered the "fishing" incident a long time ago, and her face suddenly became a bit sullen. She pushed hard and rolled back, holding Sima Jiao's waist, "Okay, come and roll!"

The palace people who watched the night outside heard the movement in the middle of the night, with subtle expressions on their faces, your majesty and concubines...Tsk tusk, it's really intense.

The two rolled around twice as if playing, and rolled the blanket pillow on the bed. Liao Tingyan's head hit the bed frame. Sima Jiao stretched out his hand to block the wall and stopped the naive game with his palm. Covering the back of Liao Tingyan's head, he lowered his head and kissed her on the face, "Okay, go to sleep?"

Liao Tingyan: "..." What was I doing just now? Why do you suddenly get sand sculptures from him every time you get angry? Is this person poisonous?

Seeing her expression, Sima Jiao laughed. Liao Tingyan felt the vibration in his chest and felt itchy nose, so he leaned against his chest.

After rubbing, Sima Jiao's expression was not right. His fingers touched the placket of her clothes, and rubbed her neck, "Okay, I'll go to sleep later."

Then they rolled the sheets in another sense. It was different from kicking the pillow and kicking the quilt just now, this time it was quiet and lingering. At this moment, Liao Tingyan would doubt if Sima Jiao was a real snake monster before, and the suffocating entanglement was trembling and suffocating.

"Hiss——" She took a breath and grasped Sima Jiao's shoulders, hearing Sima Jiao's slight gasps and laughter.

"I remember, what does it have to do with my want to see an otter?"

Liao Tingyan: "..." Pinched his ass!

...

After that, Liao Tingyan asked him how much he remembered. Sima Jiao only said, "I remember everything that should have been remembered."

Liao Tingyan didn't ask this again, but just followed him like a shadow, where she went where Sima Jiao went. Sima Jiao occasionally deliberately went out alone, and then leisurely watched her hurried out to find.

Liao Tingyan: "Ancestor! Don't leave me too far!"

Every time she looked at Sima Jiao's expression "I really can't do anything with you, the clingy little fairy", she felt so dry as if she was coming to her, and she couldn't help but force him loudly: "Ancestor! Feel good!"

Sima Jiao unexpectedly liked to watch her turn into a grumpy salted fish. After seeing enough, he asked, "What self-consciousness?"

Liao Tingyan was so angry that he flew up, and walked over quickly. She was just about to speak. Sima Jiao picked her up with his hands and raised her thigh. Liao Tingyan almost gave him a hug. Got a head down. She lay forward on Sima Jiao and was held by him and walked towards the stone steps that still had a thick layer of snow.

Liao Tingyan returned to his original state after only three seconds of being irritable, and put his arms around his shoulders, "Aren't you afraid at all."

Still on the same road before, Sima Jiao hugged her and walked up, not fast or slow: "What is there to be afraid of."

Liao Tingyan was silent for a long time, as if talking to himself: "In the beginning, you were trapped in Gengchen Immortal Mansion, and then you were able to get out of the trap. I am afraid that it would have paid a lot of money. I didn't understand it at that time, but later on. I want to understand."

"The time we escaped from Gengchen Immortal Mansion, you almost died. The effect of the pill that you ate was so good. Thinking about it now, it would come at a price to completely heal your damage. What is the price?"

"After that, you almost killed all the top cultivators of the Shi clan and Gengchen Immortal Mansion. To kill them, what did you sacrifice? Is your spirit fire out of control from that time? In the Demon Realm for a few years It is said that you are bloodthirsty and often burn people to ashes for no reason, because you have no control at that time, right?"

He was so painful that he was dying of wounds, and he didn't want people to see it a little bit, he always wanted to show the victory.

"You told me, you said that the heavens are going to perish the Sima clan, you are the last one, so you will definitely die."

He struggled, and finally chose to give her his life. The self-sacrificing almost missed him.

"You should have died. It was me and I forced your soul to be pulled back. Your suffering should have stopped seventeen years ago..."

If that were the case, he would not become the current majesty, would not have such a devastated country, would not encounter these endless disasters from heaven. If this is the case, she can protect him, but when he embarks on the path of cultivating immortals again, without the spirit fire and the Sima Jiao who is in the blood of Sima, can he still fight against this world?

Can she protect him under the "Scourge"? If she can't protect him, how can she watch him struggling in this world.

"Sima Jiao...I am very useless. Even if you do everything possible to leave the spirit fire to me, I will not be as powerful as you. I am afraid that I will not be able to protect you. If I force you to stay, it is for you to stay A painful death once, then why should I force it?" So, only this peace and joy for decades, can’t it?

The more she said, the lower her voice.

Sima Jiao hugged her up to the stone steps, and suddenly laughed.

Liao Tingyan: "..." Look at the tragic atmosphere, can you stop laughing at this time? Would you respect the pain in my heart?

Sima Jiao: "You made a mistake."

Liao Tingyan: "What?"

Sima Jiao: "If I make up my mind, you can't'stay' my soul."

After a daze, Liao Tingyan reacted suddenly, leaning back, staring at Sima Jiao's face incredulously, "You..."

Sima Jiao showed a familiar smile on her face. It was the smile on his face when he burned in front of her seventeen years ago, with insight and anticipation.

But she only understood now.

"That's my choice for you. If you would rather suffer pain and want me to stay, I will stay. If you don't love me that much, I am willing to use the spirit to be a light guide for you." Sima Jiao Very casually said: "It is always something that is given to you, you can do whatever you like."

"It's the same now."

Liao Tingyan remembered the scene when she separated Sima Jiao's spirit from the fire, which was indeed easier than she thought.

Her teeth were itchy with hatred, and she lowered her head to bite Sima Jiao's shoulder. For the first time she tried so hard, and she quickly tasted the smell in her mouth. Sima Jiao didn't even hum, and even laughed.

"Look, if you want me to stay, if you want me to stay with you longer, I can do it. Besides, I don't actually need your protection."

As he spoke, he had already reached the mountain wild pavilion last time.

Sima Jiao tilted his head and stroked Liao Tingyan's hair, "Okay, let go."

He placed Liao Tingyan under the mountain peach tree, held the branch, and bent over to kiss her blood-stained lips. "True murderer, it's the first time I saw you so brutal."

Liao Tingyan leaned on the trunk of that mountain peach tree and raised her head. She saw Sima burnt black, as if the eyes were jumping with flames. She also saw the tree above them suddenly blowing by like a spring breeze, and the snow melted and withered. Countless pink mountain peach blossoms bloomed on the branches.

She heard thunder. The hand holding Sima Jiao's lap tightly.

Sima Jiao held her hand, raised her head, her red lips lifted up, "You are here to watch me get through this thunderstorm."

He wants to overcome thunder robbery? Why didn't she see that he was when he needed to overcome the thunder and robbery?

What is it that conceals her perception, even the secret? !

Liao Tingyan watched him get up and back, almost chasing him, but Sima Jiao pushed him back.

"Watch it quietly."

He stood there sideways, looking up at the sky. Liao Tingyan was in a trance, as if he had seen the master who was standing outside the tower and facing a group of cultivators of Gengchen Immortal Mansion on the Three Sacred Mountain.

Liao Tingyan's pupils suddenly shrank, because a fire appeared in Sima Jiao's hand. It’s not his previous red, but colorless. Only the edge can see a little blue. The fire is very small, but as soon as it appears, the surrounding temperature rises instantly. This mountain forest is based on this collapsed wild pavilion. In the center, the snow melted quickly, like a fast-forward movement, fluffy grass grew on the ground, and the surrounding trees began to be green.

This is... Spirit Fire? Why does he still have spiritual fire, and why is it this color?

Liao Tingyan was full of questions, Sima Jiao looked at her and said, "This is the fire you lit for me."

This was a new life spirit fire cultivated by the Shi clan from the flesh and blood of the Fengshan clan, and it was also something that caused his body to collapse quickly after being merged by him. But now, after the fusion of the spirit fire, it has the last Sima's flesh and blood refining, and now it has been ignited by the cluster of spirit fire on Liao Tingyan's body, and it has become a brand new spirit fire that can grow continuously.

——This is the best result he had envisioned. He won the bet.

Thunder fell with a loud sound, and was unwilling to disperse again and again. The spiritual fire in Sima Jiao's hand returned to his body. The body filled with spiritual energy just now became pure again after fusing into the spiritual fire, just like a mortal, Liao Tingyan couldn't see the difference.

He brushed his sleeves, brushed off the dust on his body, walked to Liao Tingyan and stretched out his hand to her, "Let's go, go home."

Liao Tingyan looked at him blankly.

Sima Jiao shook the flower branch, shaking her off.

Liao Tingyan returned to his senses and asked him, "Can you stay with me for a long time?"

Sima Jiao: "As long as you want."

Liao Tingyan: "Then, I don't need to be afraid?"

Sima Jiao: "I told you don't be afraid."

Liao Tingyan: "So you didn't explain anything, deliberately watching me turn around in a hurry for you?"

Sima Jiao: "...No."

Liao Tingyan understood, "It's useless to say more, the dog thief will die! Look at it!"

She jumped up, Sima Jiao dodged sideways, took her wrist and put a kiss to her lips, "Why are you angry again?"

Liao Tingyan grabbed his hair without hesitation, "I'm going to tell you today that if I hide everything from my wife, one day I will suffer domestic violence! Do you really think I can't beat others? !what!"

Don't beat him before he has recovered his peak strength, he won't be able to beat him in the future.

Sima Jiao: "Sigh—"

His Majesty was hit on the tree, and a tree of peach blossoms was so good that all the flowers were shaken to them.

Sima Jiao pressed her headlessly on the tree, and just about to turn around and grab her hand, he heard her crying while kicking his leg, and suddenly went back on his stomach with a headache.

Forget it, let her play enough, it doesn't hurt anyway.

Sima Jiao, an old dog who could die for Liao Tingyan, but never understood why she was crying now.