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Inside the Genji compound, next to a beautiful artificial lake to the north, is a green meadow. A young man of a small grade ran here panting, rummaging around for something.

"MD, you're quite able to hide! I won't believe you're dead if I don't see a corpse for a day! I'll find you one day, and I'll give you a good time this time!"

Yuan Feixing roared hoarsely as he ran to the other end, his eyes constantly checking around, for fear of missing any place where he could hide people.

This day was originally the day when Yuan Feiwu was shot down by Yuan Feixing to the artificial lake...... But there was no longer the smiling figure on the meadow.

Speaking of Source Feixing, he is the one who cares about Yuan Feiwu the most, and he hasn't given up looking for Yuan Feiwu for two years, and it seems that he doesn't want to give up in the future.

That cherry blossom forest, after losing the careful care of its owner, withered so that only the branches remained, and it was pitiful.

However, this is the kind of thinking that only those who are used to seeing this cherry blossom forest think that cherry blossoms are not flowers that bloom all year round.

In the antique small courtyard, Jing sat in a corner with a stubble face, looking a little haggard, but in good spirits.

In front of him was a large easel on which a huge oil painting was nearing completion, and he was concentrating on putting the finishing touches.

He painted this painting for almost two years. During this period, even the tasks of the three masters were all pushed, allowing the three masters to jump in anger.

"Alright, done. ”

Jing put away his brush, got up and eased his stiff body, took a few steps back, and carefully admired his work.

It was a sleeping teenager lying on the ground, his body slightly curled, his slender eyelashes and white nose, thin pink and translucent cherry lips, a short hair standing disobediently, and a few bangs added some gentleness to him.

"Sure enough, you're still good at laughing. Jing smiled.

Back then, I wanted him to be sad, frightened, and angry as a material idea, but he was thrown to Java by Jing long ago.

When Jing saw the picture, the boy did not show a smiling face in his sleep, but in Jing's painting, the boy had a faint smile, as if he was having some good dream. Maybe Jing put his best wishes for him and subconsciously threw himself into the teenager.

"Come on, come on, let Jing paint for two years, even I'm interested!"

Before the people arrived, the loud voice of the city came first.

Jing frowned, and if he thought about it again, he was afraid that it would be too late to close the courtyard door, so he simply ignored it.

Smack.

The brush in Jing's hand snapped.

This will be his last work, and it will also be the most satisfying one, and it is estimated that he will never be able to paint a work beyond it in the future. For him, whose perfectionism is deeply rooted in the bone marrow, he can't draw a better work, so it's better not to paint, so he simply closes his pen.

Cheng happened to break in just as Jing was throwing the pen, and was shocked when he saw Jing throwing the pen.

"What do you draw? Why did you break all your brushes? No wonder you have to paint for two years!"

"I don't seem to have invited you over, only Yuan Lao, right?" Jing Leng said coldly.

Jing's cold words were no longer listening, and his eyes were attracted by the huge canvas in the corner of the courtyard, where the lifelike boy seemed to be sleeping deeply. As if afraid to wake up the young man's sweet dreams, he walked softly, little by little.

It wasn't until he stood in front of the huge canvas that he was stunned for a while and said, "You can't use this paint, the smell is so strong, you see, both noses are pantothenic acid." ”

"Hmm. ”

Listening to Cheng's already choked voice, Jing silently turned his face, not wanting to expose this good-looking man.

Then on the heel of the city, Gen Lao came in.

In the past two years, Yuan Lao has changed back to the Yuan Lao that Jing is familiar with, the black-faced Hades with a serious and unsmiling face. After walking into the courtyard, I said hello to Jing briefly, and like the city, my eyes were immediately attracted by the huge canvas.

The corners of the mouth that were slightly raised, the sensitive Jing still caught it, as if he had returned to the day when his little grandson jumped up and ran to the door, and he couldn't hold back the kind smile.

I don't know why, Jing now feels that such a source elder should be a familiar source elder, and this should be the familiar black-faced Hades.

It's a contradiction.

"Well drawn, worth two years. ”

Yuan Lao looked at it for a while, but his eyes still didn't want to leave the canvas, and he took a few steps back and let Cheng help him sit on the chair he had moved.

"Of course he drew well, but he broke his pen!"

Cheng quickly turned around to hold the saucer and tea, but at that moment, Jing still saw his moist and red eyes.

"Oil painting can also break the pen?" said Yuan Lao curiously.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, I'll break it. The pen is sealed. ”

"Why?"

Not to mention Yuan Lao, even Cheng asked curiously.

"I don't think there's a way to draw something better. ”

"It's a shame. ”

Yuan Lao tasted a sip of the tea brewed by the city, and Yuan Lao, who usually has high requirements for tea, did not accuse the city of being absent-minded and brewing the flower tea that tasted too light this time.

"It's a pity that there is a work that can make this life without regrets, and as a painter, it can be said that it is the happiest thing. ”

"What are you going to do with this painting?"

"It was framed and hung on the wall of the hall, and it was originally painted according to the size of the wall, and it was hung all over the wall. ”

Finding out that Jing didn't mean to give it to himself, Yuan Lao just sighed slightly and said with a smile: "It seems that I am going to come to drink tea often." ”

"Welcome. ”

"By the way, what about that guy, even though he doesn't know art, you can ask him to come over and get a taste of our art!" Cheng said suddenly.

The mouth was a little vicious, but Cheng knew that Shadow would be happy to see this painting.

Jing smiled helplessly, and casually pointed to his roof: "He ran away when he heard that I was going to frame it just now, if it wasn't for my mistake, it should be for me to find the frame and materials." ”

Speaking of which, Shadow doesn't know when or where he learned that he was painting, and every day as long as he is fine, he will run to his roof to watch himself paint. Whenever he rested, he lay on the roof and watched the sky quietly, as if something worth looking forward to would fall. Jing is completely incomprehensible to this ninja king.

However, Ying's attention to this work is no less than his own, once in the middle of the night, the canvas was not brought into the house, and it suddenly rained outside, Jing quickly woke up to rescue his canvas, and looked up to see that the canvas and easel had been quietly waiting in his living room.

Needless to say, I also know that it is a good thing that Ying did, except for him, there are few people in the world who can walk into their own houses silently without being discovered by themselves.

"That's right, everyone is here, let's help frame and hang it up, so you don't have to be in a hurry. Yuan Lao said with a smile.

"Yes, thank you very much. ”

Of course, Jing is willing to have someone to help, this is the first time that the three major guards of the Yuan family have gone on a mission together, right? It can be regarded as ordered by Yuan Lao himself! If it spreads, it is estimated that it will disturb the entire international black and white, Yuan Lao personally commanded the three major guards to go out together, and everyone thought that the Yuan family was going to make some big move!

It's just a framed painting! It's funny to think about Jing.

"Eh, that's not right, I used to say that you are good at painting, but you only paint flowers, but now you draw people to end your career? It's too unprofessional!"

Cheng saw Jing smiling happily inexplicably, always feeling unhappy, and insisted on picking some thorns. It seems that since he whispered to Jing for an antidote, the city has not been very pleasing to the eyes.

"Haven't you heard of a smile like a flower? This is the most beautiful flower I have ever seen in my life. ”

Thank you for being able to participate in the most beautiful moment of your life. It's also a pity that it didn't become the leaf that sheltered you from the wind and rain when you bloomed. Jing summed it up from the bottom of his heart.

"What a smile like a flower, haha......"

Yuan Lao's shooting was amazing, which made Cheng even more unhappy, but Cheng couldn't fight back, he was really.

"But Yuan Lao, this is a fake product, I haven't seen that kid sleep so peacefully!"

"Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean I haven't. ”

"Yes. Yuan Lao still stood on Jing's side and said.

Of course, Yuan Lao has seen it, but he was very young. Later, after going through many hardships, I have never seen this kind of sleepy face.

"Qubble! Where did you see you?"

Cheng didn't expect Yuan Lao to betray him, and he was in the same stream as Jing, and he was angry.

"I'm sorry, it's a secret. ”

A scene drifted through Jing's mind, he sat with his back against the wall, a sleeping angel resting quietly on his feet, as if the sky had nothing to do with them, and the two of them fell asleep carefree, with a sweet smile on the corner of their mouths......

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Call......

The Earth chapter of the Demon King has finally come to an end.

These characters, which accompanied the Demon King in his youth, are what the author has always loved deeply and can't give up

Maybe there is no demon king's cuteness, no demon king's harem, no daily life such as the demon king being a pseudo-mother

But there are ties between Lucifer and Juliel, between the Demon King and Yuan Lao, Cheng, Shadow, and Jing, but they can't be separated

In the future, there will be a little bit of the story of the demon king when he was a child, and readers who like it may still be able to see a little addition about them, but it is destined to be not much

The Demon King has to look forward, doesn't he?" )