I always had a vague feeling that I had forgotten something.

Xu Jiarou personally took a black dress from the room, personally changed it for me, led me to the Demon Monarch Palace, and announced under the gaze of all demons that "the true master of the Demon World has returned".

I watched blankly as the demons crawled at my feet, a little overwhelmed.

I don't seem to want to see them, and I can't be half interested in this huge demon palace, since I became the demon lord, Xu Jiarou often comes to me in the name of "wife", but I always instinctively shut up from her.

Whenever I dream back in the middle of the night, I often dream of a man who is thin and dressed in white, and who is holding a blue-blue sword with two words vaguely engraved on it.

The figure of the man in my dream always gave me a sense of familiarity, he opened his mouth and seemed to say something, but I couldn't hear anything clearly.

After saying that, he disappeared into the quiet darkness, and I watched alone at the place where he disappeared, and I was always inexplicably lost in my heart.

Then, I accidentally mentioned this matter to Xu Jiarou, but she always looked at me with a strange expression: "Husband, don't tell me, you dreamed of Fengyang." ”

"Feng Yang?" I gave her a puzzled look, and then she summoned Feng Yang to me.

He was also dressed in white, but he was obviously much taller than the man in my dream, and besides, he did not have the blue-blue sword in his hand that seemed familiar to me.

"It's not him......" I glanced at Feng Yang lightly and said in disappointment.

I always vaguely felt that the person in the dream must exist, but I turned the entire Nine Shadows over and over again, but I still couldn't find the figure that matched the person in the dream.

Since then, Xu Jiarou has been more and more attentive to my side, and at the same time, she often brought a bowl of acacia flower soup more than before.

For a bowl of soup, she often carries a bamboo basket to go there to pick it for most of the day, and the locust soup boiled out is also different from ordinary people's homes, the soup color is slightly yellowish, and there is a faint smell of blood, but the doubt is that although the taste of this soup is slightly inferior to the locust soup of ordinary people, it can be drunk, but it makes me feel refreshed.

I'm curious about what she added to it that is different from the locust soup made by ordinary people.

One day, I couldn't help but wander around the dining room, and I saw her boiling acacia flowers and thin rice in the dining room, and when she could uncover the pot, she took out two small porcelain vases from her bosom.

One bottle, a translucent yellow liquid.

The other bottle was dark red like blood.

I walked into the dining room curiously, but she was startled, and with a pale face, she dropped the dark red porcelain vase to the ground, and the porcelain vase shattered, and the dark red liquid flowed on the ground, exuding the same strong familiar smell of blood as the locust soup she made.

"Ah...... Husband, why do you have time to come to the dining room today? She looked at me quietly, her smile was a little far-fetched, and she even glanced at the dark red liquid on the ground, and her pale smile inadvertently flashed a trace of regret.

"Oh...... I have nothing to do, and when I miss you, I will come to see you in the dining room. I vaguely pretended not to care.

The bottle of red liquid smells a bit like blood, but it shouldn't be bloody to make locust soup.

Moreover, judging from her slightly distressed eyes, I am afraid that most of them are some rare medicinal materials that are difficult to find in Jiuyou, after all, many strange flowers and plants in Jiuyou have a strong smell of blood.

After all, this was once the ruins of an ancient battlefield, and under this reddish-brown soil, I don't know how many people were buried, and their blood flowed into the yellow spring of the Nine Shadows Lifeline, and the plants and trees were inadvertently sucked blood, and the juice was more or less contaminated with the smell of blood.

Coming to her senses again, Xu Jiarou had already bent down and began to pick up the debris on the ground, the broken shards cut her white jade fingers, and the bright red blood dripped on the ground, mixed with the dark red liquid.

"Forget it, I'll do it......" I suddenly felt distressed, and hurriedly hugged Xu Jiarou aside, looking for a clean cloth to gently bandage her wounds.

She looked at me quietly, her expression complicated, as if something was choked in her throat, but she couldn't speak.

Placing her aside and sitting down, I picked up the pieces with my own hands for her, and I was cut off by them.

To my surprise, not only did I not bleed, but I also sucked all the dark red liquid from the ground into my body through the wounds on my fingers, and with a single thought, a dark blue flame would emerge from my fingertips, burning the broken glass without leaving a trace.

"Ah...... When the Lord ...... saw my hands, her first reaction was always to call me "Lord", which always made me feel uncomfortable.

She hurriedly ran over, holding my fingers, and looked at the crying pear blossom with rain in a daze: "I knew it would be like this...... I should have stopped you, I shouldn't have let you touch that dangerous thing. ”

Seeing that she was worried about me, I actually saw the figure of the person in a trance in front of me, and he overlapped with her in front of me, which made me unconsciously a little trance.

"It's okay......" I shook my senses, instinctively reached out and rubbed her fluffy little head, and chuckled, "Look, I'm not bleeding?" ”

She raised her head in a daze, her red eyes full of confusion.

That's when I realized that I was a little embarrassed.

They are all adults, and although they are already husband and wife, it seems a little bad to touch a woman's head like this.

I returned my stupid hand, but Xu Jiarou grabbed it, chuckled and said softly: "It's okay, if it's a husband......

At that moment, the world was so harmonious and beautiful, and time seemed to stop at that moment, along with my breathing.

Looking at her smiling eyes, I unconsciously mixed them with another pair of soft brown eyes, and couldn't help but pick her chin, close my eyes, and suddenly kiss her soft lips deeply.

At that moment, the sky fell, and she carefully hugged me back, her hands hooked around my neck, and the kiss was equally passionate and deep.

I carefully carried her back to the bed in the room, hugging her soft body, it was a good night's dream.

When the golden rooster crows in the morning, I am the first to open my tired eyes, and I have fought all night, and I have exhausted the weak and lovely child in front of me.

Looking at her tired and sleepy, I couldn't tell whether I was distressed or excited in my heart.