After the Demon Lord and the Immortal Lord interpenetrate each other

Chapter 14 014 Descending to Earth



Chapter 14 014 Descending to Earth

In the past, in Peng Yi's eyes, what was Bai Simu like?

This person is as arrogant as a peacock, looking at people with his nostrils all day long, and no one in the world can see him, and everyone is like dust in his eyes.

Qingqing is cold, difficult to approach, and even fighting reveals a look of contempt for others.

Peng Yi once hated this kind of Bai Simu very much. He didn't understand why he was so arrogant. Who is not a venerable? Is your immortal venerable the most powerful?

Until this accident, it simply surprised him.

Bai Simu seemed to be a different person, his eyes were strange, not to mention strange, even his words had a strange feeling of yin and yang.

Does he owe him a debt?

Peng Yi couldn't understand that the person in front of him even resorted to the method of secretly drugging.

So vile.

Bai Simu pressed him, his eyes were scarlet, and his face showed an indescribable ruthlessness.

"What do you think I want to do?"

Peng Yi looked at him bitterly: "If you think so, I will admit defeat and surrender to you, no way."

Bai Simu looked at this face, shook his teeth, finally did nothing, let go of his hand, and stood up.

"I don't need your surrender."

Peng Yi couldn't exert his strength for a while, so he just lay down like this, and snorted coldly: "Then you will only be able to use medicine as a low-level method."

Bai Simu seemed to have regained his composure. With one hand behind his back, he looked at him quite coldly: "This is just a sequelae after the antidote, and it will be fine after a stick of incense."

Peng Yi: "Do you think I will still believe what you say?"

Bai Simu didn't answer, but just raised his foot and walked towards the paintings.

As soon as he raised his hand, he put away all the paintings here, and the small secret room suddenly became empty, revealing a sense of coldness.

Along with the paintings, there are also those small things that are scattered on the shelves.

They are all worthless gadgets in the mortal world, but for some reason they are placed in this secret room.

Peng Yi just watched him walk through all the corners step by step, emptying out the entire secret room.

It looked like a criminal about to run away with money.

After tidying up the secret room, Bai Simu finally walked up to him and asked expressionlessly, "How long will you lie down?"

Peng Yi moved his fingers, only to realize that he had regained his strength.

Is it really just a sequela of the antidote?

He didn't believe it.

Peng Yi sat up, watched Bai Simu turn around, and was about to leave, he rushed forward, caught his waist unexpectedly, and hugged him from behind.

He even prepared what he should do next if this person resisted.

But Bai Simu seemed to be shocked for a moment, before he could react for a moment, he was hugged by this man from behind, and then fell hard on the bed.

Peng Yi pressed down on him and repeated the posture of this man just now.

"You bullied me by relying on your medicinal properties. I am a person who will take revenge. I am very narrow-minded. How does it feel to be oppressed? Are you aggrieved? Let you taste it too."

Bai Simu remained motionless, lowered his eyelids, and let him do what he did.

Peng Yi was ruthless for a while, and found that this person didn't resist at all, and suddenly felt very boring.

It was as if he was an unreasonable brat.

Peng Yi stood up and said boringly: "Aren't you going back to the magic palace with me? It's better to hit the sun than choose another day. Let's go today. I can't stay here any longer."

Bai Simu stood up, straightened his clothes, and said calmly, "Okay."

Peng Yi didn't want to ask what to do with the Immortal Palace, or what the consequences would be if he followed him to the Demon Palace. At the moment, he just wanted to leave here, and the rest of the things had nothing to do with him.

The two left the secret room one after another.

Bai Simu walked to the table, raised his pen and wrote a brochure, and asked Peng Yi to find someone to hand it to Xing Dan.

Peng Yi was not interested in what he wrote, after handing it over to the immortal attendant, he took Bai Simu out of the Lingyu Hall in a grand manner, and walked all the way to the gate of Jiuchongtian.

Along the way, the two were met with numerous onlookers.

Of course, what others were looking at was not Peng Yi, but Bai Simu who was following behind him with the body of the devil on top of him.

After all, the face of the big devil is so recognizable, who doesn't recognize it?

Peng Yi whispered as he walked: "It seems that I am quite popular in the Immortal Palace, and I have more faces than you, the Immortal Venerable."

Bai Simu remained silent, letting him chatter aside with a very indifferent expression.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, this is a miracle.

Immortal Bai Ling actually took the initiative to talk to the devil, speaking softly, and most importantly, he didn't get a good look.

This demon is really too much, it is simply hateful.

The two soon descended to the Nine Heavens, and after leaving the well-regulated, unpopular, and icy fairy palace, Peng Yi felt comfortable in every pore of his body.

Sure enough, he was born to be a devil, and being restrained was too uncomfortable.

On the way to the magic palace, Peng Yi turned a corner and flew straight to the human world.

He said rather capriciously: "After being locked up for so many days, I have to go out for a stroll, breathe a sigh of relief, drink two glasses of wine, listen to a few ditties, and the Demon Palace will not return."

This fairy palace is no different from a cage.

Bai Simu followed closely behind, but he had no opinion at all.

The two of them are bound together now, one is worried that the other will stay in the fairy palace, and the other is worried that the other will stay in the magic palace, and they can only walk together together until they find a solution.

It can also be regarded as monitoring each other.

Peng Yi and Bai Simu appeared in an inconspicuous corner under the city gate at the same time.

Peng Yi approached the city gate, looked at the Pingjiang City written on it, paused, and muttered: "Have I been here before?"

Bai Simu's eyes behind him were moved for a moment, but it was fleeting.

The two walked all the way to the city, and along the way, many people came to look back.

These two people are the best looking in the fairy world, let alone the human world.

Moreover, the two of them have awe-inspiring demeanor, just by taking a look, you can tell that they are unusual, and they are naturally eye-catching when they are so ostentatious.

Not long after Peng Yi left, he saw a restaurant.

This restaurant looks quite grand from the outside, and occupies a huge area, which is very in line with his aesthetics.

After so many days in the Immortal World, he had never drank any alcohol, so he was so greedy that Peng Yi sped up his steps.

As soon as he entered, there was a shop waiter who came forward to greet him warmly.

Without him, these two people look like very rich masters, look at this whole body demeanor, no matter what they can't be neglected.

Peng Yi took a folding fan in his hand at some point, he unfolded it with a brush, and said skillfully: "Give me the best private room, a few jugs of the most beautiful wine, and all the special dishes in your restaurant." one serving."

The smile on the waiter's face was even wider, leading the two of them to the third floor.

"This is the biggest and best private room in our store. Wait a minute, I'll prepare the dishes."

The door closed, Peng Yi walked to the window, opened the window, and looked outside.

This private room is close to the street. From the third floor, you can have a panoramic view of the surrounding scenery. There are endless hawkers on the small street, which is very lively.

Peng Yi leaned against the bed, teasingly said: "I said Bai Mutou, you are a bit reserved like this, isn't it the first time you have come to such a place?"

Bai Simu said nothing, just opened his robe and sat down, raised his hand to pour a glass of water.

But before the water was drunk, the glass was empty.

He looked up at the person by the window.

Peng Yi had a smirk on his face: "Drinking tea is so boring, I will have a glass of wine with me later, anyway, now we are grasshoppers on the same rope, I can still hurt you."

Bai Simu said calmly, "I'm not good at drinking."

When Peng Yi heard this, he became even more excited.

He said kindly: "It doesn't matter if you are not good at drinking, just drink a small cup, just to help you have fun!"

Bai Simu didn't agree, but he didn't refuse either.

In Peng Yi's view, this is the meaning of promise.

He walked to the table in twos and threes, prepared all the glasses, and eagerly wanted to drink with him.

Bai Simu is actually not good at drinking, so if he gets drunk and writes down this scene, wouldn't there be a clue.

Just thinking about it makes me excited.

The shop waiter quickly brought up several jugs of wine.

"This is the most famous fine wine in our Pingjiang City, please use it slowly, both of you."

Peng Yi waved him out and raised his hand to fill up for the two of them.

"The two of us have been fighting for so many years, and it's rare to have such a chance to sit down and drink. I respect you for this cup, Immortal Lord Bai Ling. I think it's possible to appreciate it."

After speaking, he drank it down in one gulp, gave him a look at the wine glass, and then looked in front of Bai Simu.

Bai Simu lowered his eyebrows, unable to see what he was thinking, but then simply raised his hand and drank it in one gulp without any hesitation.

Peng Yi clapped his hands and said, "Simply, I like your temperament. If we don't have opposing positions, maybe we can become best friends."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and filled it up again.

"This kind of body exchange is unheard of. It's not a kind of fate between us. Simu Bai, come, let me toast you again."

"Meeting is fate, not to mention that we have known each other for so many years, it is not fate for a day or two, I respect you."

"Actually, apart from being a bit arrogant, looking down on people, and being good-looking, you don't have any major shortcomings. I respect you."

"Stop talking, finish this cup."

"Respect you."

"drink!"

Peng Yi got several glasses of wine one after another, and poured Bai Simu one after another, just to see how drunk this man looked.

It's just that after these few bottles of wine, Bai Simu is still as stable as Mount Tai, but his eyes are a little blurred.

He was never drunk after a thousand drinks, but he was so dizzy after only a few drinks.

Peng Yi supported his head and looked at him with some puzzlement: "Didn't you say... that you are not good at drinking? Why did you drink so much, and there is nothing... nothing... nothing."

Bai Simu looked at him with a stupid look, and replied: "I really can't handle drinking."

Peng Yi shook his confused head and muttered, "Then why aren't you drunk?"

Bai Simu: "My body is with you now."

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Bai Simi: I overestimated your IQ


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