Rong Zhiwei looks cold and moving, but when it comes to appearance, she is definitely a full villain boss.

But Shen Yebai is not at all, in other words, he is more like a decent person with an expressionless face, and just looking at this face makes people can't have distracting thoughts.

The person in front of him is the person he has been with for ten years, since the age of ten, everything he has done seems to be just for the person in front of him, but he has not really protected her.

Even if she was fed poison, he only knew about it when the poison occurred.

Shen Ye's white eyes were full of distress, and he stepped forward and kissed her forehead gently, closing his eyes and planning to sleep with her again.

When he was drowsy, Shen Yebai muttered softly, "I will never let you be hurt again." ”

After another half an hour, Rong Zhiwei woke up in a warm embrace, maybe she hadn't reacted to the fact that she had committed cold poison again in the middle of the night, but she felt that there was still a chill in her bones.

couldn't help but shrink into Shen Yebai's arms, and Shen Yebai, who was sleeping very lightly, naturally woke up.

After noticing her movements, he took the initiative to hug her in his arms and asked aloud, "Is it still cold?" ”

She nodded, stunned for a second, and then shook her head, her cute reaction really didn't match the cold face.

The two have been together day and night for ten years, how could Shen Yebai not know what she was trying to express? Even if it was one of her eyes, Shen Yebai could analyze it thoroughly.

Then he smiled and said, "Leng just stay in the arms of the personal protector for a while, and the personal protector will probably be of this use." ”

He knew she was cold, but she was trained to have a strong temperament and didn't allow her to say cold, plus she had to meditate in the cold room once a week, she could carry it.

But he just wanted that at this time, she could be warm and coquettish like an ordinary daughter's nest in his arms, and she could let go of the title of Demon Sect Master, which was worthy of shackles.

She didn't speak, just reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist.

The intimate contact in the early morning made Shen Yebai very unbearable, nephrite was warm and fragrant in his arms, and he was a normal man, what should he do to warm the person in his arms without distraction.

After being suppressed for a long time, Rong Zhiwei let go of him and sat up from the bed: "I have to go to the presbyterian church this morning." ”

Shen Yebai also got up with her, a cold snort escaped from his throat, and he said reluctantly: "Those elders are used to being comfortable, I'm afraid it will take half an hour to get up, and in the name of breaking the Elders' Council, it's just to call you to assign tasks." ”

Hearing this, Rong Zhiwei was dressing her hand, helplessness and sadness were fleeting on her always expressionless face, and a thousand words finally turned into a fluttering sigh.

It's her own uselessness.

A dark red gown set off her cold appearance to the extreme, and her expressionless face even had indifference and alienation in her eyes.

There is a long whip on the other side that hangs from his waist, and the same dark red whip seems to be stained with blood that cannot be washed away, bloodthirsty and cruel.

But the man in the purple shirt beside her was different, with a slight smile on his lips all the time, as if he was so good-tempered that he didn't annoy anything, nor did he carry a weapon with him like her, looking like a beautiful son.

The two walked side by side, and the people they met along the way all retreated and saluted respectfully.

Although Rong Zhiwei is a puppet nominal sect leader who is at the mercy of the elders, she is still the faith and irreversible existence of the lowest level of disciples, including Shen Yebai, the personal protector of the Dharma beside her.

and Shen Yebai traveled all the way to the Tilting Palace, where the elders usually hold meetings.

Shen Yebai thought that he and Rong Zhiwei would arrive early, but he didn't want that when the two of them stepped into the hall, the elders were already waiting for the two of them to arrive.

"The Sect Master can make us wait."

Naturally, someone choked her out loud.

Rong Zhiwei and Shen Yebai had just sat down in their places when they heard such a sentence. She glanced at the man faintly, and said nothing.

Shen Yebai took the initiative to speak for her: "It was too hot last night, the sect leader didn't sleep well, don't be surprised when you get up late." The smile on his lips seemed to warm up the three winter snows.

The other elder frowned and said, "The sect leader can't get up, and you don't know how to call it, who is a personal protector?" ”

The smile on Shen Yebai's lips seemed to be brighter, and the four words of flamboyant tongue were vividly reflected in him: "The third elder is really good at laughing, I have eaten and slept with the sect leader for ten years, and the sect leader didn't fall asleep last night, so naturally I didn't sleep well, and no one could get up in the morning." ”

"Is this a reason for being late?"

"That's enough."

Seeing that several elders had the intention of not letting go of Shen Yebai's words, Rong Zhiwei interrupted what several people were about to say, and glanced at everyone coldly: "If you have anything to explain, please hurry." ”

An elder pushed a few pieces of paper in front of him in front of Rong Zhiwei: "I have already sent someone to check the whereabouts of these people, please be sure to solve it within ten days." ”

Rong Zhiwei stretched out her hand and flipped through it, there were five pages and five people in total, and she picked out two of them and put them aside: "The second son of the master of the martial arts alliance is only a seven-year-old child, why do you want to kill him?" ”

"Money."

The five elders replied succinctly and clearly.

"Sect Master Rong really doesn't know the price of firewood and rice, the daily expenses of the entire Demon Sect are terrifying, we naturally have a business to do, killing a seven-year-old child can simply get a lot of money, why not?" The third elder straightened the hair on his sideburns and replied casually.

Shen Yebai glanced at her robe embroidered with a large piece of gold silk on the neckline, as well as the jingling jewelry on her head and hands, and couldn't help but sneer: "If the third elder makes two less robes a month, I'm afraid that he will be able to leave the food expenses of the entire sect for half a year." ”

What is the cost of the whole teaching? It's clearly the six of you who are extravagant and wasteful.

"You!"

When the third elder was about to say something, Rong Zhiwei interrupted again, seemingly unintentionally, took out another one, and asked, "What if you can't find Nanfeng Cliff?" ”

Nanfeng Cliff, which ranks fourth on the list of masters of the rivers and lakes, sees the beginning but not the end all the year round, and most of the people who can't find him on weekdays can not find him, but he participates in the places where big things happen in the rivers and lakes.

The second elder took a sip of tea: "You can always find it." ”

"What if I can't kill him?" Rong Zhiwei changed her tone and asked.

"If the one hundred and thirty-eighth generation descendant of my Demon Sect is so weak and incompetent, in my opinion, it is better to give way and replace him."

Rong Zhiwei's left hand on the table clenched into a fist after hearing this.

The Great Elder stroked his beard and nodded in agreement: "If Sect Master Rong has no other doubts, then dismiss the meeting." ”

She scrambled to her feet and left before everyone watched.

In order to keep the demon sect left to her by her mother, she endured.