Tang Qianshu's departing footsteps stopped, and he walked into the Wen Pavilion with a step.

Wenting Pavilion is built near the hot spring, and there is a warmth when you enter the room. Chonglou sits on the terrace facing Wenting Lake, and the warm wine on the table is fragrant.

He was dressed in a crimson robe with a slightly open placket, and was sitting on a cushion beside the dark wooden table, leaning back lazily, his heavy black hair unruly scattered over his body.

Masks are bells and whistles of weirdness.

"Why is the Demon Lord here?" She sat down across from him.

"Because you're here." His voice was hoarse, lazy and ecstatic.

This man kills without blinking, and he does not blink when he speaks nonsense. Tang Qianshu replied with a smile: "Aren't you afraid that Hua Yinxun will kill you?" ”

"Little girl, are you worried about your husband now?" He casually poured hot wine for her, "Don't worry, your husband is not someone who Hua Yinxun can kill if she wants to, besides, in order to see my little wife, even if she is killed, it is worth it." ”

is full of merry and evil spirits, and he really deserves to be a demon lord.

It's just that she can't figure it out, this person is not recorded at all in the Demon Record, where is it sacred?

She picked up the glass on the table and took a sip of it.

Chonglou looked at her neck when she looked up and drank, and saw her suffocating the wine: "The little lady is not afraid of drugging her husband?" ”

Tang Qianshu raised his eyes to look at him, hooked the corners of his mouth, continued to drink the wine in the cup, and then put down the wine glass, looking at him indifferently: "The Demon Lord took such a big risk just to kill me, then I have to drink this poisonous wine." ”

"Who said that the husband wanted to kill you?" He leaned over and stroked her chin, his cold thumb brushing the damp wine stain on her lips and then her soft, red lips.

Then he withdrew his hand, ran his thumb across her lips, and said evilly, "There are many kinds of poison." ”

Tang Qianshu raised his eyebrows: "I don't believe that the Demon Lord is so unconfident in himself, and he still needs to be drugged to complete all kinds of things." ”

"Hahaha, it's worthy of being the girl I like." He raised his glass in high spirits and drank it down.

After he put down the wine glass, Tang Qianshu poured the wine for him again.

Chonglou looked at the smile on the corner of her mouth, her eyes behind the mask moved slightly, and she asked, "What's the matter, you encountered something unhappy?" ”

How could he ask such a caring word?

Tang Qianshu looked at him in slight surprise, then shrugged his shoulders, took the wine glass and turned his body to face the hot springs in front of him, as well as the foggy mountains and forests.

Drink without talking.

Chonglou also learned that she picked up the wine glass and turned to face the mountains and forests, but she didn't drink, she held the wine glass in her hand and played around, turning her head to look at the girl's somewhat lonely side face.

"Tang Qianshu."

"Calling so seriously, what advice does the Demon Lord have?"

"I want to bite you."

“……”

She looked back at him, but it was just an eerie mask that she couldn't see, and she smiled indifferently and reached over her hand that didn't hold the glass.

"Bite."

She thought he was joking, but Chonglou took her hand seriously, raised it to her lips, and glanced at her, her lips moved slightly, and two snow-white fangs gradually grew.

Tang Qianshu suddenly felt that something was not quite right, and quickly retracted his hand.

But the red shadow of Chonglou swept away, disappeared from the spot, and when it appeared, it had already held her shoulders in front of her, and at the same time carried her to himself, his head was also buried in her neck, and his beautiful lips covered the delicate skin of her neck.

The fangs were sharp, piercing her skin in an instant.

Purse your lips and suck.

The warm blood flowed warmly on the tip of his tongue, and after swallowing, it flowed into his body.

His eyes brightened.

A sense of satisfaction and warmth slowly filled his heart, and he slowly closed his eyes.

It turns out that this is the warmth of the first blood.

Tang Qianshu wanted to push him away, but he felt that it was unnecessary, he only felt a tingling pain in his neck, felt the power of sucking, and the feeling of blood flowing.

And the coldness of the mask against her skin.

Until Chonglou let go of her, she looked at him indifferently. He licked the blood stains on his lips and said with a smile, "The taste of the little lady is really beautiful. ”

"It's really an honor to be able to treat the Demon Lord well."

He suddenly reached out and pinched her tall nose: "Girl, have you heard of the legend of the first blood of the demons?" ”

Tang Qianshu didn't answer, but the meaning was self-evident.

Chonglou continued to flatter and said: "It's the first time for your husband, but it's given to you, can't you be a little more pleasant?" ”

"But how did I hear that the demons usually kill the first blood, and the demon lord wants to kill me?"

"Normally, it's not our usual relationship." He sat lazily on the ground, left his back to her with a big grin, and drank the wine, "If you don't make this seat sad, this seat will naturally not kill you." ”

His black hair fell on her legs, thick and jet-black.

This person's back gave her a somewhat familiar feeling, and she was about to see it clearly, but he suddenly leaned back and looked back at her: "So you will make your husband sad?" ”

"The Demon Lord will also be sad?"

“…… Of course. "In addition to knowing that the demon will kill the first blood, but you also know that the demon has a loyalty that is close to stupidity, and when possessiveness and loyalty conflict, the arrogant demon will not tolerate betrayal, kill first and then quickly, even if he will be painful afterwards, but he will not regret it." ”

How could she not have known such feelings?

Wasn't she extremely irritable just now because she was facing such an emperor mandarin Xun.

"So the Demon Lord will have a loyalty to me that borders on stupidity?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed in a low voice: "Sharp-toothed girl, maybe I will be really loyal, will you like me because of this?" ”

He raised his glass and clinked glasses with her.

She didn't stick to it, and touched it: "It depends on whether you are close enough to stupidity......"

"Poor mouth." He didn't care about it and said with a wicked smile, "Girl, there is a hot spring down there, why don't you and I be honest with each other and soak in the hot spring?" ”

"Such a good hot spring, let's enjoy it alone."

"Come on......"

He was about to take her hand again, Tang Qianshu turned over neatly and left the place, he pounced again, and the two of them just punched me and palmed each other.

I understand a little in my heart that each other still has use value, and they won't really hurt each other, but they are fighting a little harder.

The two of them flew out of the Wen Pavilion and swept past the smoky hot springs.

The water of the hot springs was blown up one by one with a huge splash.

Chonglou made a splash through the water, stopping her slender waist, and she swung her elbow at his neck, and he turned his head away, and her other hand immediately touched his mask.

Just as he held her and landed slowly, he lowered his eyes to see her hand on the edge of his mask: "It turns out that the girl is very curious about her husband's appearance." ”

Tang Qianshu was hugged by him and looked at him condescendingly, but he never saw through this mask.

Clearly, this man's deeds are not low.

Maybe even if she took off the mask, she might not be able to look down on his appearance, so she let it go: "I'm not interested, I've seen your unusual face before." ”

"Are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied."

"Since you're satisfied, why don't you be your husband?"

"The Demon Lord said that he was insatiable, but it just so happened that I was mercenary, and I usually didn't have any benefits."

He deliberately kissed him, Tang Qianshu leaned back and kicked his body with his feet, and flew into Wenting Pavilion, and Chonglou followed in.

Tang Qianshu stretched out his hand and said, "Don't make trouble, your clothes are wet." ”

The corners of Chonglou's mouth hooked: "It's just that the clothes are wet?" ”

“……”

"That's much better than being a husband, who is now burned in flames."

He's really shameless? Tang Qianshu glared at him angrily and said, "There is a Yixiang Courtyard at the foot of the mountain, the Demon Lord hurried to vent the fire, and I will go back." ”

"That can't be, a husband has to be close to stupid loyalty anyway, right?" He took her hand, "However, it is good for you to go down the mountain with me." ”

"What am I going down the hill for?"

"Isn't it the winter solstice today? You have to accompany your husband, don't you? ”

He was then forcibly taken down the mountain.

Because of the protection of the Nine Gates, Beimang Street still seems to be peaceful, and people are still happily celebrating the Winter Solstice Festival.

"Not to mention that this northern street is full of demon slayers, there are still many people from the Nine Gates, aren't you afraid?"

"What is the fun of living so comfortably, adventure is exciting."

"I don't want to be found out I'm with the Adversary."

"The adversary is your husband...... "He casually removed one of the masks from the mask stand and put them on her face, "So, peace of mind, right?" ”