When the humans knelt down and saluted, the demon clan did not move.

The demon clan is not a human race, and it is not a citizen of the principality, so there is no need to bow to the Holy Son of the Supreme God Kingdom.

But when Shen Lichuan appeared, the demons still stretched their necks.

Some banshees even blushed, only to feel that the appearance of the Holy Son was really as handsome as rumored, and the cinnabar in the eyebrows was unforgettable, and the breath was also powerful, and it was the best of the human race.

Compared to the Mengze patriarch of their tribe, it is not inferior.

But the woman in his arms, unheard of by all demons, unseen, mediocre and inconspicuous in appearance.

"No courtesy." Shen Lichuan glanced at the dishes in front of everyone, his crimson lips opened, and his voice was indifferent and detached.

Then he looked down at Leng Mingyue, and his voice was obviously gentle: "What does the little ancestor want to eat first?" ”

The two completely opposite tones made everyone's eyes stare at each other.

The title of "Little Ancestor" is too spoiled, right?

The relationship between Miss Leng and His Royal Highness the Holy Son seems to be a little ambiguous?

Sensing hundreds of curious eyes, Leng Mingyue frowned slightly, why does this guy always use "small" to describe her.

Little liar, little ancestor or something.

"Please take a seat here." Meng Ze stretched out his hand and pointed to the desk that was level with him on his side: "There is everything here,"

Shen Lichuan bowed his head and walked over with Leng Mingyue in his arms.

In the eyes of humans and demon clans, this seat was prepared by Meng Ze for Shen Lichuan, the holy son of the temple, and Leng Mingyue was able to pass, probably because it was stained with Shen Lichuan's light.

Only Shen Lichuan knew that this position was prepared for his little ancestor.

Although Meng Ze's eyes were short when he looked at her, and he deliberately avoided too long a gaze, the respect in his eyes could not be erased.

According to the history books, the goddess is the eternal empress of the seven major tribes of the demon clan, holding the demon flag, and Meng Ze is the demon clan who has been immortal to this day, he must have recognized her identity.

Shen Lichuan remembered that the migration time of the butterfly demon tribe was the same as the time when the goddess broke off her love roots, and he had linked the two together, but did not delve into it.

Now comparing Leng Mingyue's emotions before and after, it is not difficult to guess that she has regained her love roots, and his original thoughts were right.

Do you want to get back the root of his love......

Shen Lichuan lowered his eyes, shielding the distress and joy of the wild waves, walked to the desk, and gently put her down, showing tenderness in the details.

Meng Ze saw it in his eyes, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and then quickly put it down.

During the banquet, Leng Mingyue wanted to eat any dishes, Shen Lichuan moved the position of the dish to a place where it was convenient for her to move her chopsticks, and the special fruit wine of the demon clan bottomed out, so he poured it for her, but she was not allowed to be greedy for a cup.

When asked why he didn't eat, he said "not hungry".

Bailai's little heart trembled, and he rubbed his eyes repeatedly, always feeling as if he was dazzled, and actually regarded the cold holy son as a wife and slave......

After Leng Mingyue ate and drank enough, Shen Lichuan wiped the oil stains on the side of her mouth with the sleeves of her snow-white robe, and his movements were natural:

"When will you go back to Yan Kingdom?"

"Five days later."

The ship will be parked in the island forest for seven days, yesterday and today are two days, and there are five days left.

Five days later, more than 300 people re-boarded the ship, and the ship returned to the border city of Fengguo.

During this time, she just relieved the afterglow of the return of her love roots.

"I'm going to stay outside the Yan Kingdom for a while." Shen Lichuan opened his palm, and there was a cyan L-handed conch in his palm, which was as big as his palm.

The conch is mostly right-handed, and the left-hand is very rare, this is the transsonic conch, the market price is 5 million gold pairs, the actual price is higher, and the supply exceeds demand.