"King, it's time to take medicine. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

In a certain study in the magic capital, a man was sitting at the table, looking at the piled up books and letterheads, and from time to time he drew a picture with the pen in his hand.

"King, it's time to take medicine. ”

Immortal stood outside the study, holding a small medicine cup in his hand. Since that incident, every time the king eats food or medicine, he must have brought it himself.

I stood outside the study for a long time, but I didn't hear a reply. The corners of his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he pushed open the door and walked in.

Behind the piles of desks in the study, a man sat with a cold face.

When he saw him, he was so surprised that he even shook the medicine cup in his hand.

"Leave, leave the abyss!"

That's right, it was Liyuan who was sitting at the table to correct the copy, not Shen Xichen.

Li Yuan raised his head, glanced at him coldly, and continued to bow his head to do what he was doing.

Stygian put down the medicine cup in his hand, walked over, and patted him on the shoulder. "Why are you here!Master!" Since Hexel recalled his memory, their names have changed back.

Li Yuan didn't speak, the pen in his hand paused, and a drop of ink fell on the paper. He frowned, crumpled the paper, and replaced it with the next one.

He rolled his eyes helplessly, he was used to this situation for a long time. Liyuan is a big ice cube, but who made him immortal is not afraid.

He feigned a light cough. "Blood Protector, what a boldness! How dare you sit on the throne of the king without permission!" The serious expression on his face seemed as if what he said was true, but what he said was also true.

Li Yuan finally put down the pen and threw him an idiot look. "The master is not here. ”

He was concise, but what he wanted to say was clear.

The master is not there, so let him take care of these things. In fact, in the past, this kind of thing was also left to Liyuan to do.

However, what is absolutely curious is that Li Yuan really sat here like this and approved the copywriting. Looking at the pile of piles high on the right, the corners of his eyes twitched, if it were him, he would have gone crazy a long time ago.

He admired that Liyuan was able to endure the loss.

His gaze couldn't help but move downward, and when he saw the thing that bound Liyuan and trapped his body and chair firmly, he was stunned, and then laughed very unkindly.

"Hahahaha!" It wasn't that he wanted to stay here, but that he had to stay here.

He could see that the rope used to bind Liyuan and the chair was a rope conjured by the master's demonic energy, and he couldn't earn it without his strength.

No wonder he felt that Liyuan was colder today than before, it turned out that there was nowhere to vent his anger.

Shen Jue was still laughing, and Li Yuan looked at him coldly, making his back cold, and touching his nose in embarrassment.

"Good work, hard work!"

As he spoke, he turned his head to leave, and when he saw the medicine cup on the table, he remembered what he had come for.

"Where did the master go?" What the hell is going to do, and for this reason, he does not hesitate to tie up Liyuan here.

Li Yuan picked up a fold again, opened it, and drew twice.

"Purple Smoke Peak. ”

With a snap, the medicine cup in the hand of the Immortal fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. The potion splashed on him, but he didn't seem to realize it.

"I'm going again. He picked up the debris from the ground and silently took it out.

That time, the master led the demon soldiers into the divine domain, he thought that Miss Phoenix could persuade the master back, but he didn't expect that it would be such an ending.

Miss Huang died, really died, died under the sword of her master. It's as if the scene from a thousand years ago has come back to the eyes.

Taking advantage of the grief of the Divine Son and the Young Master of Huang, they quietly brought the fainting master back to the Demon Capital. They don't know if the two of them will tear the master directly in anger when they come back to their senses after the master has done such a thing again.

When he came back, the master woke up, and when he saw his master's dark purple eyes, he didn't know how happy and bitter he was.

He knew that their master had returned. However, this was exchanged for Miss Huang......

For the rest of the day, the master was silent. The entire Demon Palace was in an unprecedented environment.

The master used swift means to wipe out all the ministers and generals who committed crimes, and even Suyin was imprisoned in the fifteenth Zeng prison and tortured. It's just that I don't know why, but the master never killed her.

Next, the master locked himself in the study for three whole days. Just when the palace people couldn't wait, he finally came out. There was fierceness and indifference in those eyes.

Looking at such masters, they don't know whether it's good or bad. All his actions were arranged in such an orderly manner that they even suspected that it was Miss Huang's news that was too important for him to vent in this way. Or does it matter whether Miss Huang's life or death actually matters?

Stygian exhaled and looked at the sky of the Demon Capital, but his heart was a little stunned.

It's good to go and prove that he is still their master. It's just that I don't know if the Divine Son and the Young Master Phoenix will be as polite as before.

Shaking his head, he thought of something again, and he didn't feel that his idea was ridiculous.

A while ago, there was news of the abdication of the god king and the enthronement of the god son in the divine domain, how could the god king say that he would abdicate and abdicate, and the god son, who has always loved freedom, would not easily agree.

I'm afraid it was because of Miss Huang's incident that Miko made up his mind.

On the side of the Phoenix Clan, they didn't find out the news. But with the current situation of the Phoenix Clan, even if the eldest young master does not accept the position of King Feng, it is okay to be the King of Phoenix.

Can those two men really get along with their masters peacefully?

The two of them did not witness the accident thousands of years ago, but this time, it really happened in front of their eyes.

Can they still be calm?

A thousand years ago, Miss Phoenix was able to miraculously survive, but what about this time?

Alas......

The wind moves with the clouds, and the shadow falls without a trace. The sun is setting and the twilight is falling.

On the purple smoke peak, a residual light swept by, turned a corner, and went straight to the peak from behind. The vibrant flowers on the other side attract people to stop.

The boundless flower fields are as romantic as blood, but at this time, it seems to be so depressed. Probably, this is the human heart.

A large black robe with purple thread trimming, embroidered with dark patterns. That person, just a stop there, became a natural scenery.

Shen Xichen stood outside the flowers, but he didn't dare to fall down with his raised feet.

Those dark purple eyes, like the stars of the silent night, were dyed with a layer of loneliness and sadness at this moment.

Once upon a time, he was dancing in the depths of this sea of flowers with that petite person in his arms, but now, it has become a place where he dare not touch his feet.

The flowers on the other side, separated, always difficult to gather, how similar to them. (To be continued.) )