Jiang Wenxin, who was tidying up the tables and chairs in the guest room, scrubbing and sweeping the floor, inadvertently pushed open the window and saw this scene.

In the backyard, the man with the strange hairstyle is not Miss Ding's husband?

Sensing the gaze of others, Lihong let go of his hand and turned his head to look back.

The young man standing at the window saw his face and hurriedly dodged and smashed a large porcelain vase nearly one person tall placed on the side.

"Inch heart?" Lihong read softly.

Ding Ruoyu woke up like a dream, grabbed his hand and shook it, and said suspiciously: "Do you know him?" Still is...... Do you have memories of pontoons? ”

Li Hong looked at her skin that had been tanned not so white this summer, and pulled her to the shade under the corridor.

"When we met again in the Netherworld, she cut off one of my hands. Using that hand, I cast an evil spell that changed my appearance before I walked out of the demon realm, trying to hide from the world. Li Hong leaned against a pillar, and when he mentioned these again, his eyes were as calm as if he was talking about someone else's business.

"Before she left, I was already conscious, and part of it was attached to that hand, and finally merged with her spiritual power. Although she can't dominate that body, everything she does will be as if she had experienced it herself. ”

Listening to these past events, Ding Ruoyu's face turned red, and she lowered her head and said, "I still don't dare to believe that I will be her reincarnation." ”

Whimsical, bold, fearless, and ruthless to everyone...... The gap between that kind of floating boat and her is probably as far as from the underground demon domain to the heavenly clouds.

"That's because you haven't gone through the trials and tribulations that she encountered." Li Hong sighed imperceptibly.

When he met her, she was already the killing god who shook the Three Realms. He wished he had met her sooner, before she decided to abandon herself and go to the battlefield to die.

Look at Ding Ruoyu again...... Fortunately, she was young and pure, like a flower blooming in the morning and a cloud in the morning, not the evil ghost soaked in blood.

"I also want to experience something, I don't want to be as weak and incompetent as I am now." Ding Ruoyu muttered in a low voice, twisting his fingers and lying on the stone railing, leaving a handful of black hair behind his head that was not all combed into the bun, waist-length, slowly sliding down on the white clothes, soft as satin.

"Now, good." Li Hong stretched out her hand, pulled the handful of hair viciously, and pulled it hard, making her grin in pain.

Ding Ruoyu jumped like thunder and stepped on his feet fiercely, but he was quickly avoided.

She rubbed her messy bun, and secretly sighed that it was still better than the previous floating boat, ten thousand times better than him!

She suddenly froze again. Pontoon ...... Isn't that me?

How can anyone boast like that?

Seeing that she was no longer jumping, Lihong turned behind her, removed the hairpin and beaded flowers, and helped her re-tie her hair.

Soon it became neat again, and when Ding Ruoyu touched it, it was different from the previous girl's hairstyle, but a woman's head.

It is no different from the style that the pontoon used to comb itself.

She said thoughtfully, "Is this 'possessiveness'?" ”

Li Hong froze behind her and patted her on the head.

"Why do you like to hit people so much?" Ding Ruoyu was provoked again.

"You can hit me as long as you can." Lihong leaned against the pillar, and the eyes that looked down on the other party were really hurtful.

Ding Ruoyu felt that it would be endless if he continued like this, so he couldn't bear the anger and patted the non-existent dust on his body and said proudly: "Childish! ”

"How is that Cunxin going to explain it to him?" Lihong didn't deliberately get angry with her, and stood up straight.

The girl in white rolled her eyes and said, "You are Li Yun, and he knows the previous Witch Emperor...... Let's just say it's a coincidence. ”

"You go ahead and say it." Lihong nudged her shoulder.

Ding Ruoyu said dumbfoundedly: "Why me?" ”

"Because I don't want to communicate with people I don't know." Li Hong said expressionlessly, looking like a matter of course.

It's good for nothing, or a pontoon!

Ding Ruoyu thought indignantly, turned around and rushed to the opposite building.

In the corridor, Jiang Wenxin was being pointed at by the proprietress Caihui, and she didn't know how long she had been reprimanded.

In the guest room, the broken porcelain pieces that the maid cleaned up were piled on the ground, explaining the matter.

She strode forward, took out a silver ingot of ten taels and threw it to Cai Hui, pulled Jiang Wenxin's sleeve and walked towards the path leading to the backyard.

"You saw it." She suddenly let go of her hand and said something thoughtlessly.

Jiang Wen thought about it, guessed what she was saying, and said "um".

"He's Li Yun." Ding Ruoyu turned his back to him and said, "But he looks too similar to the Witch Emperor, you must keep it secret for me, and you must not tell Yue Haitian and other people from the Dead Soldier Camp." ”

Jiang Wenxin looked into the corridor where they were before, Li Hong was still standing against a pillar, his face was no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, and his black hair that had not reached his shoulders was parted from the middle behind his ears, and he also looked at the two of them from a distance.

The age is not right, and the temperament is even worse......

He went through the image of the high-flying Witch Emperor in his mind, and there were indeed many differences, and he finally came down to her.

"Fifth Master Li is so young?" He was still whispering to himself as he walked back.

In the following period, Yu Feiqiong never came again. Listening to Jiang Wenxin, he was preparing for the big wedding, and he was not allowed to walk around the palace for two consecutive months.

As he said this, Li Hong was sitting at a table at the side of the lobby, so close to them that they could clearly hear each other's conversations.

He stared at Jiang Wenxin like a spy on an enemy, grabbed a handful of walnuts and peeled them with his bare hands, smashing the table with a loud bang. After the nuts on the oiled paper package were piled up into a small mountain, he picked it up and put it in front of Ding Ruoyu, and stuffed it into her mouth one by one, so as not to let her speak well.

"Can you stop a bit?" Ding Ruoyu had such a good temper, he was furious in front of Jiang Wenxin, and almost flipped the table.

"Miss Ding...... No, Mrs. Li is angry! Jiang Wenxin hurriedly held down the table to prevent her from lifting, and when he saw Lihong on the side, he quickly changed his name.

If this person in front of him would still be their Witch Emperor, then the world must be crazy.

Jiang Wenxin completely threw away the last doubts.

"I'm tired." Li Hong shouted, and the dead dog was lying on their table, unable to get rid of it.

"I'm sorry, he's really ......" Ding Ruoyu regained his composure, glared at him fiercely, and apologized to Jiang Wenxin.

Jiang Wenxin waved his hand again and again, telling her that Chen Lan wanted to see her a little, and hoped that she would have time to go and see.

After agreeing and returning to the courtyard, Ding Ruoyu let out a long breath.

"How's it going?" Li Hong walked slowly behind her, his hand tucked into his sleeve.

"Acting in true colors, what is there to be proud of." Ding Ruoyu turned around, walked upside down, and winked mischievously.

As if she had eyes on the back of her head, she deftly dodged the little potted plant protruding from the corner, looked at him, and said, "In this way, he really believes." ”

"It's good that you didn't let me talk to him directly." Li Hong glanced at the building opposite, and his smile revealed his loneliness and unsociability.

"Why?" Ding Ruoyu suddenly stopped, raised her face and looked at the young man who was only one step away from her, "Why don't you like to communicate with others?" ”

"I don't like it when I am born in the womb, how can I do it." Li Hong said casually, and the smile on his face faded to the point of disappearing, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have left the most lively demon realm in the world and made a living alone in the mortal realm." ”

Ding Ruoyu frowned, vaguely feeling that he had not escaped the world to this extent in his dreams, maybe he had experienced something a long time ago, otherwise he would not have become like this, and what he said just now was also a pretext.

She remembered that Chen Qingyi and others had called him "Little Demon King".

"What are your origins in the Demon Clan?" She was thinking about it when she accidentally asked.

"Ordinary civilians." Li Hongbai was bored, and he answered without thinking, so that people had to believe it.

"Then Prince Lushi still calls you the ancestor?" Ding Ruoyu is more suspicious than most.

Li Hong led her and continued to walk forward, kicking the stones on the road and said, "I am from his grandfather's generation, what is the name of the ancestor if you don't call it?" ”

In fact, Lu Shi's age is not much younger than him, they are all demons and monsters who have lived for 1,800 years.

In the aisle in front, Lou Xue and the others sat around noisily arguing about something, and when Li Hong saw it, she directly let go of her hand and turned back to her room, not wanting to say anything to these people.

Ding Ruoyu rubbed her cheeks, which had stiffened for a while, put on a gentle smile, and went to her master.

They were talking about Duan Hongzhu going to find her mother.

"What, Sister Hong's mother is a demon?" As soon as Ding Ruoyu got closer, he heard something incredible.

"What's the fuss, your master and I have a mother from the Heavenly Clan." Lou Xue's words continued to keep her stunned.

It seems that the fathers of these two are not idle people......

"Lao Lu just sent a letter, saying that he and Sister Qingxing are temporarily living in the Demon Clan's stronghold in Yuguo, saying that he may find some clues of my mother's activities." Duan Hongzhu held a piece of letterhead, her long eyelashes drooped, and her charming eyes flowed with a trace of reminiscence.

"That's a good thing, why do you have such an expression?" Lou Xue patted her and encouraged, "Be happy, this is not like the chic and wanton beautiful witch we know." ”

Duan Hongzhu barely held back a miserable laugh.

Her mother was driven out of Duanjiabao by her relatives back then. Before driving her, she was tied hand and foot like an animal and put in a sack, and she was tortured with hundreds of sticks and broke more than ten wooden sticks......

And her father, regardless of the love of husband and wife, if it were not for a kind-hearted clansman, he was ready to pour fire oil on the sack and burn it clean.

Later, her father may have been corroded by demonic energy, or he may have been panicked by his malicious thoughts, and he died within two years, and she was also passed under the knees of that kind-hearted clansman, who was the second uncle who Ding Ruoyu sent a letter to the Duan family to inquire about last time.

Hearing about this experience, there was a sudden silence under the corridor.

After a long time, Lou Xue hooked Duan Hongzhu's neck, put her forehead against her cheek, and said softly: "It's all over, and we will accompany you to complete the next thing." ”

This time, it was the usual sticky Duan Hongzhu who pushed her away, pouted and said, "It's disgusting to die when you get so close!" ”