Glancing at the lights in the distance again, the Son of Heaven pressed his hands on the railing of the bridge, turned his back to the Great Demon King, and whispered:

"The scenery is still so mesmerizing... Sure enough, I still like it a little more than the lifeless Celestial Realm. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Then stay." Without a moment's thought, the Great Demon King replied.

"Forget it." The Son of Heaven tilted his head a little, leaving the Great Demon King with a perfect cheek, "That's my home." ”

"And—" The Son of Heaven suddenly turned his head, letting his long sky-blue hair slide through the Great Demon King's eyes, "there are still people waiting for me there. ”

Without waiting for the Great Demon King to react, the Son of Heaven turned his head again, glanced at the scenery in the distance with nostalgia, and said softly:

"Thank you for being with me for such a wayward day."

“… On this day, I was very happy. ”

Turning his body again, the repeated movements of the Son of Heaven seemed to be dancing a beautiful waltz, which made the Great Demon King a little dazzled.

"So, that's what it means to be okay..."

"Can't give it to him!"

As soon as the Son of Heaven took out the golden card from his pocket, a high-pitched, almost headache-inducing scream came from the other side of the bridge, which made the Son of Heaven's movements freeze in place.

It didn't take long for Patchouli to run from the other side, out of breath.

Panting, Pache pressed her knees and rested for a while before she regained a little strength, but then immediately raised her head and repeated hoarsely:

"Can't give it to him!"

"Why can't you give it to him?" When the Son of Heaven saw Patchouli's appearance, he didn't know why, and he was a little unhappy in his heart, so he raised his eyebrows and asked rhetorically.

"This, I, he..." Pache hesitated for a long time, but could not say anything, and finally Pache stomped her foot angrily, and said angrily:

"I just can't give it to him!"

"The big library that doesn't move, just that kind of rhetoric can't convince me." The Son of Heaven was irritable for no reason, as if something bad was about to happen.

As he spoke, the Son of Heaven was about to deliver the card in his hand to the outstretched hand of the Great Demon King, but at this moment, Patchouli suddenly rushed forward and pushed the Son of Heaven away like an ordinary little girl.

"What are you doing...", the Son of Heaven, who staggered a few steps, just wanted to speak, but immediately, the voice condensed into his throat and could no longer come out.

Pache was kissing the Great Demon King fiercely.

The purple-haired witch, who had become thin these days, stood on tiptoe, closed her eyes, and wrapped her hands around the body of the Great Demon King, as if she wanted to rub the Great Demon King into her body, and kissed the Great Demon King's lips fiercely.

I don't know how long it took, Patchouli pushed the big demon king away, supported her pale face, and said to the Son of Heaven with a happy smile:

"Got it? We're just trying to have some fun with you, and you end up stupidly having so much fun with someone else's boyfriend. ”

Looking at the rapidly changing expression of the Son of Heaven, Patchouli's voice became sweeter and sweeter, like a poison mixed with honey.

"What 'I'm happy'... Haha, these greasy lines feel ashamed when you think about them, but you end up talking there in a serious way, and you feel ridiculous when you think about it..."

Before Pachouli's words were finished, the Son of Heaven suddenly cried out, and pointed to the purple-haired witch in front of him with trembling fingers, but he couldn't say anything, and in the end, the Son of Heaven suddenly stomped his feet vigorously, and then smashed the golden card in his hand.

"Wait, listen to me!" The Great Demon King, who had just reacted from this sudden change, hurriedly spoke, but the Son of Heaven didn't listen, lost his reciprocating image, and disappeared at the end of the street crying like a child.

The Great Demon King froze for a moment, his eyes staring at the card fragments on the ground.

After being stunned for a long time, the Great Demon King slowly raised his head, stared at Patchouli with an ominous red glow of light, and gritted his teeth and said:

"Why?"

I was shocked for a moment by this image of the Great Demon King, and after a long time, Patchouli pretended not to care, hugged her arms, and said in a piercing voice:

"The only thing I can do to help you now is me! If you are smarter, you should have a more humble attitude..."

Before Pache could finish speaking, the Great Demon King swooped forward like an agile cheetah, and pressed Pache on the stone railing of the small bridge like a lamb to the slaughter.

Pressing a hand on Pacully's fragile neck, the Great Demon King gradually lowered his head, listening to Pache slowly become heavier breathing, and the Great Demon King did not stop his movements until there was only half a finger between himself and Pache who could not insert it.

Staring at Pachouli's pupils, which could only be seen in this posture, the Great Demon King said coldly:

"I don't know if I told you that the people I hate the most are the people who are called 'sages.'" After a pause, the Great Demon King continued:

"Especially the kind that thinks they're smart."

"You—" Patchouli, enveloped in great fear, took a long time before she swallowed the words that came to her lips, "You can't do that! Don't forget the debt you're carrying! Don't forget that now only I can pay it back for you! ”

Smiling casually, the Great Demon King suddenly pushed Pache away, and then looked at Patchoulie Norregi, who was lying on the bridge deck, relying only on the railing to support her body, looking at this trembling 'Qiyao Sage', the Great Demon King smiled arrogantly:

“hahahahahahahahaha！ If you think about it, what am I afraid of? At most, it's just being taken away as labor, but what does this mean to me, who has an endless lifespan? ”

"Besides," the Great Demon King looked at Pache who was pale in front of him, "it's the little imp named Remilia who caused the trouble, just hand that guy over... Oh no! Just threaten you with her, hurry up and get the money out, or you'll kill that little guy! ”

Patchouli didn't answer, didn't even make a sound, just looked at the Great Demon King with a pair of dead eyes.

I don't know why, seeing this witch who keeps fighting against him become like this, the Great Demon King actually felt empty.

Turning around suddenly, the Great Demon King didn't look at Pache who was still lying on the ground, and strode in the direction of his house.