Hearing this, Si Shaoqian's body stagnated slightly, then he smiled, and praised Yuetang's words sincerely, and then asked quietly: "Yuetang, this name is good, and it is also very consistent with you." I just don't know how Satsuki came up with such a name?"

Yue Tang scratched his head, the appearance of the corners of his mouth was very simple and cute, and his heart was full of confusion and incomprehension, and said, "I don't know either." It was as if those two words suddenly burst into my head, and then I said it. ”

After hearing this, Si Shaoqian sighed softly in an inaudible voice and said, "It's okay." Just the name, it's good. ”

"Uh-huh. Yue Tang nodded with a smile, naturally not hearing the faint sigh of the Demon Lord. If she heard, maybe she couldn't control the doubts in her heart and hurriedly pursued them. At that time, how should Si Shaoqian answer?

Si Shaoqian sat upright, closed his eyes, but many images kept flashing in his mind. Maybe it was the word Yue Tangerine that evoked a lot of memories that didn't come soon, Si Shaoqian frowned slightly, his head was dizzy for a while, his heart ached, and his forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

Under the command of the Demon Lord, the tarpon went to the northern foot of Kunlun Mountain to fetch water every day, bearing the erosion of the immortal qi, and impatiently took water once, so he silently greeted the ancestors of the little sapling in his heart.

It's really miserable.

However, the Demon Lord had to do it again.

The tarpon wanted to cry without tears, so he had to look up to the sky and howl: When is this a head?

"Little Ancestor, you can quickly transform into a human form. Watering day by day, the tarpon's feelings for this little sapling have also become very complicated, and there are bitter complaints but also contain a strong sense of sympathy, feeling that it is their responsibility to take care of such a weak life.

Watching this little sapling grow up slowly, the tarpon was so happy in his heart that he suddenly gave birth to the paternal affection of my daughter, and occasionally hummed a little song on the way to fetch water.

After all, this pouring is 500 years.

For 500 years, the tarpon has to worry about it every day, and his beautiful youth has also been wasted in this back and forth, and he can't directly get angry with a small sapling.

Alas, it's time to die.

The tarpon sighed helplessly.

And recently it was a big day for the Demon Lord to come out, although he had already sent more people to guard. The time when I have to leave every day is the most dangerous moment.

Although the other little demons are not low, they have not reached the ability to take immortal water in the immortal family and water this sapling with a scoop, and they can't ask the five elders to help get water.

So this work, impartiality, just falls on me.

The tarpon looked at the small sapling again, and couldn't help but feel more and more that it was a little undercover agent sent by the Yang Realm, picking on such a time to make trouble.

That night, Tsukiko woke up from her dream and saw a majestic building and a large area of clean and pure earth, and she was in a very good mood.

The scene in front of him was familiar and intimate, and Tsukiju unconsciously hummed a small tune that Tarpon usually liked, singing it in a mess, and no one except the Demon Lord could hear it anyway. Who knows, the tone spread out in the air, causing the little demon who was on the night vigil to look at each other, nervously holding the hilt of the sword, and immediately entering the battle state with a tense face.

Seeing this, Yueju quickly closed her mouth and looked at the little demon who was keeping vigil tremblingly, hoping not to be uprooted.

"You little demon, you can finally speak. Suddenly a warm and pleasant voice came from the closed door, and Yue Tang was a little obsessed when he heard it, and he smiled stupidly, and felt a burst of amazement.

Si Shaoqian still uses his heart to speak, others can't hear it, only Yueju can feel it. And Tsukibana also learned the method given to her by the Demon Lord, trying to grit her teeth and communicate with her heart.

"Lord Demon Lord, I have succeeded, I can speak with my heart, and can I really speak?" Moon Tangerine has lived in this land for eight hundred years, and her etiquette cultivation has already been imperceptibly learned with batches of people who came to visit here, and the Demon Lord did not hesitate to teach Yue Tangerine everything he had learned all his life, and also generously used the large and small books in the book hall to turn into spells to Yue Tangerine, let her digest and understand it by herself, and if there is anything she doesn't understand, she will make a point.

It's just that in front of the Demon Lord, no matter how old the moon orange is, he always behaves like a child, and plays around at will. This contains her deep and sincere dependence on his absolute trust, not to mention his unconditional love and indulgence for her. A demon and a demon, the atmosphere of getting along is warm and quiet, and it is very harmonious.

"I think Yue Tang is a very spiritual little demon, really. The voice of the Demon Lord in the room was gentle and melodious, with a deep smile, and then continued: "Being able to speak means that the cultivation of human form is just around the corner, and I will hand you a set of clothes, if you turn into a human form that day, you can no longer be undressed." ”

After finishing speaking, a set of blue-red clothes and a dark corner of the dark clothes suddenly appeared on the branches of the moon orange, as if someone had rudely used a sharp weapon to cut and tear off the placket, and only a small piece remained.

"This is related to your life experience, and you have a good life with it, so it will naturally be useful in the future. The voice in the room was calm, with a kind smile and gentleness.

"Did my parents leave this for me? They didn't abandon me, did they? They still love me, and I still have parents, right?" Yue Tang liked it very much, shook the branches excitedly, put the placket in his body, and asked Si Shaoqian many questions one after another while being happy.

Although Lord Demon is like a father and a brother, a teacher and a friend to Yuetang, the love and tolerance he gives have never been able to offset Yuetang's inner desire for his parents, his yearning for family affection, and his expectation of lying in his parents' arms to be coquettish and happy.

"Tsukichibana, I'll take you somewhere. A series of questions fell one after another, and Si Shaoqian's heart suddenly became a little soft and pity.

Through time and space, Moon Tangerine is in an illusory dream, and it seems to be completely out of the way, standing from a high perspective to see the various postures of the world.

"Yuetang, you have been cultivating for eight hundred years, but you are only staying in a small space on my side, although you have learned a lot of knowledge on paper, it is only a big truth, and it can't really help you understand the most true appearance of this world. Therefore, you don't know as much about this world as a ten-year-old child in the ghost world, so I will take you to this dreamlike space and take you to see all kinds of love in this world. ”

Everything you see next is the most real thing that has ever happened, they are real, whether you like it or not, they are there, and how you deal with it, whether you accept it completely or have lingering palpitations, these are things that you have to slowly understand. And there is no right answer to these things in this world, and your doubts can only go through everything through your own heart, and finally you may be able to get a glimpse of the light and find the answer you want. ”

The voice suddenly disappeared, and Tsukitachi stood in the distance, the things in front of her gradually becoming clearer, and finally completely unfolding in front of her.

"Wow wow, wow, wow......" A sharp and bright baby's cry broke the confusion and distraction of the moon orange, the spacious and bright room was filled with a smell of bloody blood, the moon orange stood aside, as if he was one with the world, he could feel the damp breath and the cold wooden door, but the people here were not aware of her existence at all.

There were three midwives in the house, one of whom was holding the newborn child in her arms at this time, and walked out of the house happily and excitedly, shouting as she spoke: "Master, master, the child has been born." ”

Outside the house, a group of servants and men in purple costumes, wearing official hats, should have just returned from the court, so they hurriedly stood outside the house, ignoring the cold of the snow falling on the shoulders of their clothes in the sky, pacing back and forth, their hands crossed and clenched, their brows furrowed, anxiously sweating, the moment they heard the voice of the midwife, they stopped for a moment, and then they breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the woman who came with the child in their arms, and hurriedly scolded: "Come into the house, come into the house, it's cold outside, don't freeze." ”

After saying that, he hurriedly ran towards the child, and in the excitement, he accidentally tripped over the steps buried under the snow, stumbled, and almost fell face down. He was not annoyed, scratched his head honestly, smiled to himself, patted the snow off his body, and rubbed vigorously towards the cold palm, until he had warmth, he reached out to take the child, and hurriedly walked towards another room, not daring to stay outside for half a minute.