The next day, Ling Ya came to Merovingian again as promised and asked him what he was thinking.

"Anyway, the quality of the guards in your mansion is not good, the door is down, and I was so scared that I thought that this thief was about to come to save you!"

"Who knew that they were all meeting Zhou Gong, and they slept quite soundly!"

Merovingian had stayed in the house all day and had not gone out, and no one had noticed this, he was puzzled.

"You don't suspect him, and you came in to find me directly?" Meroving's disbelief was that Ling Ya Zhi was so low, "Why don't you wake them up?"

"Don't look down on the devil, no matter how bad it is, I'm a prince, it's impossible to go like a subordinate, fall in value"

Although Ling Ya's strategy and provocative vision are very good, and his ambition is not small, he still has that old-fashioned blood clan relationship in his bones.

This is why he chose to follow the blood relatives of the ancestor of the demon clan instead of setting up a mountain and claiming the king.

"Let's go outside first" Meroving's intuition was not simple, and he was about to raise his feet and walk towards the gate, but he was staggered by Ling Ya's fierce tearing of his clothes.

"What are you doing?" said Meroving, who had almost fallen into the mud, with a rare hint of anger.

And Ling Ya didn't know where he was angry, and still talked about himself.

"You have to tell me first, do you want the position of Demon Venerable, or not"

Merovingian seemed to be laughed at angrily, and said: "As you said, it doesn't hurt for me to fight for the position."

"The first thing I do when I climb up is kick you off"

"Haha, okay" Ling Ya was just joking, and continued to tell Merovingian about his intention this time as he walked.

"I'm here to tell you to go to the Demon Capital," Ling Ya still smiled, picking the blades of grass in the garden and blowing them gently open.

"The ancestor is afraid that he won't live long, you have to wait by his side, of course, I didn't ask you to serve him......"

"Stalking?" Meroving's mind was very bright, and he naturally thought of this, "You are worried that the other princes will be muddy in the mud and give you a hand on the chess game"

"So send me in advance, and they won't dare to make any big moves with my power," Merovingian said.

Ling Ya nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, you are much smarter than those straw bales, this one will be given to you"

A slightly trembling short sword was sent to Meroving, and above the handle, an erect orange-yellow eyeball stared at the two of them deeply, lazy and extravagant.

"This sword looks good," Merovingian said, playing with it in his hand.

"It's called the Mistaken King...... You be careful" Ling Ya was afraid that he would be cut by the blade, so he hurriedly added.

"The sword body is quenched, and the antidote is hard to find, so you can take it easy," he kindly advised.

"Hmm," Merovingian replied nonchalantly.

When they arrived at the door, the guards, including the guards on shift, fell to the ground unconscious, as if they were still muttering something, Ling Ya was in a good mood as soon as he got his wish, so he took the initiative to selectively forget his sentence just a few minutes ago, "It's impossible to go like a subordinate"

"Hey, hey, wake up! This son personally told you to get up, don't hurry up and get up!" Ling Ya stretched out his long legs and kicked the guards on the soles of his feet as if he was condescending.

"I ...... Open a little bigger......" The guard muttered to himself, as if he was recalling something extremely pleasant, and Ling Ya couldn't help but be curious, and bent down to his ear as if to hear it.

"Baby...... Legs, well, legs...... Open it up a little more......"

"......" Ling Ya blackened his face and wanted to kick his indescribable part.

He raised his head to look at Meroving, who was staring at the door panel and pondering, and said, "Everyone in this place is making spring. Dream, Merovingian, your guards are out of your way."

"What are you looking at?" Ling Ya wondered if Merovingian was crazy, and he stared at the door carved with stone lions, as if he were reading the edict of some god's mansion, crazy and reverent.

It's like a game and a sacrifice.

"On the gate...... Is there a word?" Although Ling Ya didn't want to interrupt Meroving, he was really embarrassed to wait so long,

"Can't you see?" Merovingian tilted his head, a blush of happiness gradually appearing on his face.

"If you can't see the words on the door when you cultivate to a state like me, then there are only two possibilities" Ling Ya didn't notice Meroving's unnaturalness at all, and still analyzed rationally and thought that the enemy had left some provocative letter at the door.

"Either the other party's cultivation is higher than ours, or they specialize in this way, Meroving, do you have a clue?"

Merovin, who was named, slowly took out the heavenly mirror from his arms, and longed to see his longing and sleeping in the next second.

"It's an old man" As if he remembered something, he held the mirror in his arms and turned his back to Ling Yadao.

"Let me rest for a day today, and then rush to the magic capital with you tomorrow"

"Why? You're all at the door, and you're telling me to rest."

Merovingpi smiled and solved the dreams of several guards on the soles of his feet, and said coldly: "Send off"

As soon as the door closed, Ling Ya was completely shrouded in the shadow of the backlight.

The morning light was faint, the warm sun shone in through the window, the carpet was rubbed in a mess, and there was a beautiful woman on the table, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, peaceful and quiet, and the halo caressed his cheeks, revealing white and red, which made people want to bully and press up.

Why is the master sleeping here?

Merovingian was puzzled, until he noticed a young man curled up on the ground, the night of the demon has always been very cold, he wrapped himself tightly in a blanket, and he slept on the ground all night.

Why is Xie Xi here!Meroving's heart swelled with a nameless fire, Master Zun came to see him, why did he bring Xie Xi??!

Now both of them slept so soundly, last night ...... yes, it must have been something last night!

The more Merovin thought about it, the more angry he became, the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, if it wasn't for me being imprisoned in the Demon Clan, then it must be me who is accompanying the master now......

If the master came to see me......

If......

He thought a lot in one breath.

If I take the position of Demon Venerable, will the Master Zun praise me for being very powerful?

If I take care of the demons, I will be able to coexist peacefully with humans and demons.

Shizun will not be able to like me?

Merovingian woke up from a dream and ran out with his legs out, as if he had found some kind of treasure of his dreams.

Xie Xi is nothing, the master can only be me!

"Xie Xi, the sun is drying your fart, get up quickly" Tao Qinian got up from the table with his hair scattered, stretched his old waist that didn't stretch, and gurgled sorely.

Xie Xi squinted his eyes as if he was looking at the clock, then closed them again, and muttered as if he was still asleep: "It's so early, you haven't had lunch yet......

Seeing him like a lazy man, Tao Qinian was on fire and directly stepped forward to drag away the blanket he was holding tightly.

"When I'm not here, you don't sleep at night and can't get up in the morning like this every day?

Tao Qi stomped his feet angrily, ready to wash and change his clothes before continuing to talk to him.

"I'm not going to stay here until I'm ...... old."

Tao Qinian was holding a rubber band and concentrating on his hair, Xie Xi suddenly said that he didn't hear this sentence too clearly, but he just thought it was a dream that he hadn't woken up yet, and asked vaguely.

"What did you say?"

"The steamed buns in the old man Li at the bottom of the mountain are so delicious......," Xie Xi smacked his lips while babbling nonsense.

“......”

"Xie Xi, you get up for me!!" Tao Qinian's wet blanket was almost frightened.

"You, you, you're saliva, or are you wetting the bed!?" he was so anxious that he couldn't speak.

Xie Xi covered his face embarrassedly: "You listen to my explanation, qwq"

"It's not bedwetting, I'm such an adult...... It should be, oh not necessarily saliva ......"

"Then why don't you go wash it quickly!" Tao Qinian looked like he would kill you if you didn't wash it clean, and he was a clear threat.

"Anyway, this is also an inn, can't you just ask someone to get it?"

"No" Tao Qinian replied calmly: "I don't worry about them washing me, I have to wash you, I will stay in this inn for a few more days, so you have to clean the blanket for me"