After the Demon Lord and the Immortal Lord interpenetrate each other

Chapter 64 064

Thunder rumbled, purple? Lightning pierced the sky, and the downpour fell in the blink of an eye, crackling on the roof.

Peng Yi opened his eyes, and subconsciously wanted to reach out and rub his sore waist.

Bai Simu? A person, no, this? A beast, relying on the good health of the two of them, once they get together, they don't know how to restrain themselves. They talk about double cultivation to improve their skills?, but in fact...

Gentle and ascetic? The appearance is all illusions, illusions! ! !

The sky outside the house was dim and dark because of the thunderstorm, and there was almost no light.

Peng Yi sat up and suddenly stopped.

He held out his hand hesitantly?

These hands? Undoubtedly beautiful, handsome, small, with smooth skin, without a trace of scars, and without the thin calluses left on the tiger's mouth because of holding the sword all the year round.

And judging from the meridians of this mobile phone, at most he is a young man in his twenties.

young man?

Peng Yi raised his hand to summon the silver mirror, but the surging spiritual power in his body was empty, not to mention that the summoning spell didn't even work.

How is this going?

He got up and got out of bed, walked to the door, and pushed it open.

It was raining heavily outside, and the dark sky was oppressive and deep.

The scene in front of me is a bit familiar.

In the rainstorm, a white figure walked slowly holding an umbrella.

The umbrella fell, revealing the handsome face behind.

Peng Yi stepped forward in twos and said anxiously: "Old Bai, I..."

Before finishing the word "I", he was stunned. There seemed to be something wrong with Bai Simu in front of him.

Looking at this outfit, it doesn't look like their old white, but rather... the Lu Jinyuan in his memory.

A bolt of lightning happened to strike across the sky, and with a click, it also struck into Peng Yi's mind.

"Is this... what's going on?"

They seem to have returned to the time when they experienced calamities in the mortal world.

Bai Simu raised his head, his brows were not in a hurry: "I don't know, when I woke up, I was already in this courtyard."

Peng Yi still wanted to say something, but when he lowered his head, he saw Bai Simu's wet clothes, and hurriedly dragged him into the room.

"Change your clothes first, if you really become a mortal body, you will catch the cold?"

Bai Simu chuckled lightly: "You even know about wind and cold?"

As he spoke, he untied the belt around his waist.

Peng Yi immediately protested: "Are you? Are you laughing at my ignorance?"

Bai Simu didn't speak, but his smile deepened.

Peng Yi immediately became unhappy. He looked at the man undressing in front of him, and he was very playful, holding the belt behind him with one hand and not letting go.

Bai Simu tugged twice but didn't move, he simply let go, and he tore off the untied belt immediately, and his clothes fell apart, revealing his strong chest and lean waist, This? The boy didn't even wear a shirt.

Peng Yi glanced at the belt in his hand, then at the man who had turned around and was staring at him, feeling a sense of crisis in his heart.

He tossed the belt, raised his foot, and ran. Unfortunately, he was bound by the waist before taking two steps.

Bai Simu came over with his ear: "If you want to take it off, how can I not give it? Reasonable."

Peng Yi was a little flustered, and said cowardly: "Brother Bai, I'm just... joking with you."

Bai Simu didn't listen to his explanation, and the grip on his hands gradually deepened: "Speaking of which, we haven't looked like this yet... why don't we try."

Hearing what he said, Peng Yi felt a little itchy again.

At the beginning of the mortal world, Lu Jinyuan was unable to express his love openly due to his status as the prince. Later, because he had to deal with some matters, he found this residence in Shangyi City and lived together for more than three months.

In the past three months, although the two of them were emotional, they restrained themselves and kept the etiquette. Apart from holding hands or embracing, they never took more than half a step.

Now that I think about it, I really have never been together like this before, it seems to be a bit of a pity.

Bai Simu leaned closer and kissed his ear, Ninong's voice sounded beside his ear: "Maybe a mortal body might not be interesting, aren't you curious at all?"

While kissing, he reached out and pulled Pengyi's belt.

Because he had just woken up, Peng Yi was still wearing a thin white undershirt, and the belt was not fastened securely, and the clothes would come apart with just a light pull.

He hesitated for a moment, thinking that everyone is a mortal now, this wood must not be the same as before, or it will not come, or it will be dark when it comes, so he half pushes and half lays down on the couch.

Bai Simu hugged his sinking back, moved his hands and hugged him from his knees, turned around, put him on the window sill, and opened the window smoothly.

The wind outside the window immediately blew away the dullness in the summer house.

The rain outside the house has not stopped, and the crackling is quite artistic.

Peng Yi was unsteady, put his arms around his neck, and said in surprise, "What are you doing?"

Because he was sitting on the window sill, his originally short body was at the same level as him, and his eyes met.

He saw the flames already burning in the wood's eyes.

Bai Simu lowered his head unhurriedly, and bit his neck, his teeth gritted the soft flesh around the neck, leaving deep red marks one by one.

It's not like his usual style.

After grinding for a long time, Peng Yi really felt uncomfortable and couldn't help kicking him.

"You ****? Can you be quicker."

Bai Simu ignored him, but came to him instead? He whispered in his ear: "Call me Mrs.

Peng Yi's eyes widened suddenly, what did this man... say.

Where did Bai Simu come across? Peng Yi let out a "huh" and immediately closed his mouth again.

"Call me my husband, okay?"

The rain fell on the window sill, tick tock, one sound after another, and then it became violent because of the strong wind blowing.

Crackling? The heavy rain came one after another, and it was so dark that it was impossible to distinguish between day and night.

In the rhythm of the rain hitting the window sill, there were occasional crackling sounds.

"My husband... my good husband..."

Then this bit of sound was blown away by the strong wind outside the house, and with a bang, the window was slammed shut, shutting all the wind and rain out of the house.

On the second day, the sky cleared up, and when Peng Yi opened his eyes, an indescribable soreness and pain came from behind.

The body of a mortal is really interesting, but it can't withstand the wind and rain.

He felt that all his bones were falling apart.

In the past, with a deep cultivation base, such a little work would never be so tiring, but now...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help secretly accusing Bai Simu of being the culprit.

Obviously he is a working person, but in comparison, his impassive personality seems to be more disabled.

The door was pushed open from the outside, and Bai Simu came in refreshed, with a bowl of porridge in his hand.

"It's already noon, are you hungry?"

Peng Yi was stunned for a moment: "Hungry?"

What joke is he talking about.

Then a gurgling sound came from his stomach, honestly telling him that he was hungry.

Right? He's just a mortal now, a mortal who needs three meals a day to fill his stomach.

Peng Yi sat up resignedly, supported his waist with his hands, and slowly got out of bed.

Before sitting down, Bai Simu put a cushion on his stool, and said solemnly: "Be careful, it will always hurt the first time."

For the first time... the first time he was a grandpa! ! !

Peng Yi was powerless, but the hunger in his stomach made him have no time to argue with Bai Simu, so he could only hold the bowl of porridge and drink it slowly.

The small white porridge is thick and soft, and it is hot. It is very comfortable to drink, and soon satisfies the hungry stomach.

With enough food and drink, the sky is clear, Peng Yi finally has the time to discuss the problem with Bai Simu.

But apparently, this man has it all figured out.

"You mean that we bring our memories back to the time when the mortal world experienced calamities?"

Peng Yi obviously couldn't figure out what went wrong, why was he still in the attic next to the magic palace hot spring before going to sleep, and went back to the past when he opened his eyes, but he didn't notice anything.

Bai Simu was very embarrassed: "I didn't notice it either, but it's not a bad thing."

Peng Yi leaned back on the couch, enjoying the massage on his back, and asked with his eyes closed: "Why is it not a bad thing, what if I can't go back?"

Simu Bai said without hesitation: "Then we shall grow old together."

Hold the hand of the son?, and grow old with the son.

What was in Peng Yi's heart? The worry disappeared immediately. As long as the two of them are together, what will happen? Life can't be lived, where can't we stay?

Isn't it a beautiful thing to be a mortal.

The two really settled down in this small courtyard with peace of mind.

During the day, they went up the mountain to cut firewood, went out for fun, and at night they closed the door and fell asleep in their arms, just like the most ordinary couple in the world, living a life of doing things at sunrise and resting at sunset.

Peng Yi and Bai Simu even changed out of their fancy clothes and wore simple cotton bunts, wandering among the rivers and mountains, feeling comfortable and happy.

It was just dawn this day, and Bai Simu tiptoed out of bed. Peng Yi, who was still asleep, frowned, as if he was dissatisfied that there was no one beside him.

Bai Simu stroked his brows and eyes, planted a kiss on his forehead, then put on his clothes and went out to the hall next door.

A carrier pigeon flew by the window.

Bai Simu took down the letter from the pigeon's leg, glanced at it, and then lit the candle beside him to burn the note clean.

The last time he was in the mortal world, he didn't investigate for a while, and let the emperor know about the things between him and Chu Mo, so there was a later tragedy.

But this time, no matter what, no one can separate the two of them.

He walked to the side, quickly replied a letter, and then stuffed it into it.

This? The dynasty will be destroyed sooner or later. Who will destroy it? Isn't it destroyed?

It would be better to let him add a handful of firewood.

In the candlelight of the dawn, half of Bai Simu's face was hidden in the darkness, his cold eyes were the same as those of the Bai Ling Xianzun back then.

"Bai Mumu, where are my clothes, and you tore them up again? How much is the firewood, how much is the clothes, everything for today? You pay for everything."

Peng Yi's growling sound came from Why Bi's house.

Bai Simu, who was originally covered in cold air, suddenly washed away the overwhelming murderous aura, and became his usual appearance.

There was a smile in his eyes, and he lifted his foot to go out.

"I still pay for the clothes."

As he spoke, he took out a new set of clothes from the cabinet, and graciously went to his bedside to help him put them on.

"Stay away from me, I'll do it myself."

Peng Yi got up and put on his clothes by himself, and decided to ignore him for a day.

Bai Simu took out a piece of silver from nowhere: "I invite you to come here today? Have a big meal in Taibailou, don't get angry, okay?"

When Peng Yi saw the ingot of silver, he squinted his eyes: "Be honest, where did this money come from?"

He is keeping all the money at home, and Bai Simu even secretly hid his private money.

Must be severely tortured!

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support, okay!

Simu Bai: It's not easy to hide some private money, and in the end you have to use it to coax your wife.

Peng Yi: As long as you restrain yourself...