bookrandom Chapter 171: Becoming a Demonic Spy Obsessed with Gaoling Flower Tianzun (6)
Chapter 171: Becoming a Demonic Spy Obsessed with Gaoling Flower Tianzun (6)
"Xian Zun, who are you talking to?"
Su Ke clapped her hands and changed the subject, "Have you ever had a drink?"
"No."
"Come drink with me, don't worry, the alcohol content is not high."
Seeing that Su Ke drank the poured wine in one gulp with a normal expression, Qi Heng believed it and took the wine and took a sip.
And then... BANG!
Qi Heng fell on the stone table, his eyes were hazy, and he was obviously very drunk.
Su Ke was shocked. He really didn't expect that this servant would get drunk after just one drink.
Tan Tai Yun Zheng doesn't drink alcohol, and every time he discusses Taoism with him he drinks tea.
Little did people know that Su Ke loved drinking and he drank all the finest wines in the world.
Baimi Niang is the lowest alcohol fairy wine among all the mustard wines. I thought Qi Heng could hold out for a while longer...
"Qi Heng? Qi Heng?"
My mind was in a state of confusion, I felt so hot that I was about to melt, someone was holding me up, and I could smell the light fragrance of bamboo forests at the tip of my nose...
Who hug me?
"Ouch, my nose, little fat bird, don't think that I can't touch you just because you are Tan Tai Yun Zheng's Rakshasa body!
Hey, are you still nagging?"
Su Ke held the drunk person tightly in her arms, took out a palm-sized double-story bamboo building from the mustard seed space, threw it to the ground, and infused it with immortal power.
The small bamboo house quickly grew larger until Su Ke was able to carry Qi Heng into the house.
Just like that, a bamboo house suddenly appeared in front of the main hall of Tianzun, right next to the hall gate.
The little fat bird spread its wings and stood on Qi Heng's chest. If Su Ke dared to touch Qi Heng a little more, the little fat bird would flap its wings and kill Su Ke in a close range.
The sharp little claws and beak easily broke through the protective barrier and left bloody marks on the face of Immortal Su Ke.
Su Ke smiled with a forced smile, and looked past Fatty and stayed on the drunk man for a few seconds before slowly moving his eyes away.
"Who knew he would fall down after drinking one cup? This Immortal Lord has to personally carry him into the house and cover him with a blanket to sleep. This is the first time I have taken care of someone in my life.
He sleeps in my bedroom, is there a problem with me lying down and sleeping with him?"
The little fat bird's brain was working quickly, and when it found that what the man in front of it said seemed to be okay, it hesitated.
Su Ke curled her lips, and when Fatty Bird was not paying attention, she lifted the thin quilt and crawled in, hugging Qi Heng in her arms.
“Chichichichichichi!”
"Tsk, you want to sleep in the middle? Go to the side and don't get in the way.
Hey, ancestor, you are my ancestor, just sleep in the middle, please, please come in quickly."
Su Ke covered his wound and stared at the fat bird with resentment.
Tan Tai Yun Zheng likes birds. As long as they are birds, he likes them no matter what species. He even has a small hobby of collecting birds and monsters and raising them in the mustard seed space.
There are rumors that during Tianzun's retreat, he will release countless Rakshasas and use their eyes to see the world when needed.
His Rakshasa bodies are all birds, of various kinds.
The disciples of Jianyi Sect thought it was a rumor, but only Su Ke, who had seen Tan Tai Yunzheng mold the Rakshasa body with her own eyes, knew that it was not a rumor!
The things that the Rakshasa body likes are, to some extent, roughly the same as what Tan Tai Yun Zheng likes.
Su Ke supported her head with the back of her hands, lying on the bed, observing Qi Heng without blinking.
If I remember correctly, three years ago Qi Heng once peeked at Tan Tai Yun Zheng bathing in Yao Chi and was arrested by the Immortal Judgement Hall.
Everyone has heard how angry Tan Tai Yun Zheng was at that time. He almost drove Qi Heng out of the sect.
But now...?
Looking at the fat little bird that kept rubbing against the man's neck, Su Ke had a question mark face.
Although, Qi Heng does seem a little different from what I remember.
The five senses of immortals are already sharp, not to mention someone like Su Ke who has been in the realm of immortals for ten thousand years.
Having seen the prosperity and vicissitudes of the world, what has you not seen?
Su Ke narrowed her eyes, leaned closer little by little, and probed into the man's spiritual power.
Qi Heng's consciousness became a blur and his nerves ached. He could only subconsciously use his elbow to push against Su Ke's approaching chest.
His soul was sensed, and his consciousness recovered a little. When he saw clearly who the man on top of him was, confusion, shock, and bewilderment flooded into his brain.
"Chirp, chirp, chirp!" The little fat bird shouted excitedly and was taken into the mustard seed space by Su Ke.
It’s too noisy. Let it out at dawn.
Tan Tai Yun Zheng has countless Rakshasa bodies, so he probably wouldn't notice this one.
"Suke Immortal Venerable, what are you doing?"
Qi Heng felt extremely uncomfortable having his soul touched.
"The soul is correct...but Qi Heng, your body looks so new, without any trace of time."
Qi Heng took advantage of Su Ke's unpreparedness and miraculously escaped from the opponent's shackles.
"Sorry, I don't understand what the Immortal Master is saying."
He didn't care that Su Ke's clothes were baggy.
"What I mean is, Xiaoheng, you look a bit like a Rakshasa.
Only a freshly-baked Rakshasa body would have such new skin, flesh and bones, without any trace of hidden injuries left behind.
And…the bone age is less than one year old.”
Qi Heng avoided Su Ke's gaze and said, "Immortal Lord, I am not someone's Rakshasa body."
Su Ke smiled and had no intention of exposing anything.
The bony hands patted the bed
"Xiao Heng can't drink much, he pours it out in one gulp, puff, it's quite cute.
Come and sleep. I guarantee you'll be sober tomorrow if you lie on this bed for a night.
If you don't lie down, no matter what you do, you'll be confused for months."
Qi Heng pursed his lips and clasped his fists, "I will go to sleep outside. I will not disturb you, the Immortal Master, to rest."
After he finished speaking, he wanted to leave, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't lift his feet!
"Xiao Heng, I told you to sleep, so you slept. What's your excuse?
It’s so cold outside, come over.
I like female fairies with delicate skin and I am not interested in male fairies.
Don't worry, Xiaoheng."
Su Ke's words were clear, and with that smile, there didn't seem to be any room for turning back.
Do you like female fairies?
Qi Heng breathed a sigh of relief, but he gritted his teeth and moved to the edge of the bed, sat on it, and crossed his legs to comb the meridians in his body.
The meridians are blocked, making it difficult to make any progress in cultivation.
When the demon god Wangyu created the Rakshasa body, he did not help to sort out the meridians of the Rakshasa body.
If Qi Heng wants to reach a higher level of cultivation, he must straighten out his own meridians.
Su Ke watched with interest until the bamboo building barrier was touched.
Feng Qijun returned to his residence, but for some reason he couldn't calm down.
He suppressed his anger for a long time before finally returning to the top of Cangkong Peak.
Well, he just came to see if Qi Heng had caused any trouble for him.
Then, I saw a bamboo building on the top of the peak.
Immortal Su Ke loves bamboo the most, so it goes without saying who the bamboo building belongs to.
The Immortal Master was resting, and Qi Heng was not standing guard outside the house. Where did he go to slack off? !
Looking at the tightly closed bamboo door, Feng Qijun wanted to apologize to the Immortal Lord for being lazy in doing his chores.
But when the door opened, Feng Qijun walked around Su Ke, whose clothes were disheveled, and saw Qi Heng, who was sitting cross-legged on the big bed in the room practicing, with his clothes also disheveled, he was stunned.
It took me a long time to digest the situation.
Unable to suppress it, a surge of anger burned Feng Qijun's mind.
After paying his respects to Su Ke, he walked straight to Qi Heng, grabbed the man's arm, and said with a cold expression.
"Qi Heng, since you can't attract the master's attention, are you going to attack Immortal Su Ke?
You...can't live without a man? ! "