A real spy must be loyal to his master during the espionage period, so that he can be trusted and likable.

Tang Qianshu, as always, came to the study early.

In fact, I had already seen Chonglou outside, and I still pretended not to know how to run a few steps in, and only when I found Chonglou did I stop abruptly and salute in a decent manner.

"Subordinates knock on the Demon King."

"You don't have to be formal, just follow your daily routine."

"Thank you."

The little boy took the fish food in to feed the fish, and took care of the fire lotus in the pool, these things didn't take long, and after doing it, he saw that Chonglou was still immersed in writing.

He bowed silently and withdrew.

"Sing a song to this seat."

“……”

Sing?

What are the requirements?

The young Huolian was stunned for a long time, squeezed her hands uncomfortably, quietly cleared her throat, and sang:

In the mountains, I only see vines and trees, and I don't see trees in the world.

If the green vine does not entangle the tree, it will be in vain for another spring.

If you don't accept the bamboo, you won't keep the bamboo shoots.

Hydrangea should be picked up when you don't pick it up, leave your hands empty to pick up sorrow.

Even if we do, we have been friends for a hundred years.

Which ninety-seven years old died, but wait three years on the bridge, wait three years......

After the young Huo Lian finished singing with his voice open, he saw Chonglou's strange mask facing him, slowly lowered his head, and explained timidly:

"This is a mountain song that his subordinates heard in the south of the human world, and the demon lord sang it when he suddenly asked."

"Have you seen the custom of throwing hydrangeas?"

Also?

Tang Qianshu nodded: "Yes." ”

Chonglou simply put down the pen in his hand, leaned back in the chair, looked at her and said, "In addition to listening to southern mountain songs, what other songs will you have?" ”

He's in the mood to listen to music today, right?

"There will also be some northern mountain songs."

"Well, sing."

“……”

Treat her like a monkey? The young man straightened his waist slightly and said, "The mountain songs in the north are more explicit......"

I don't think he's opposed to that singing. As soon as his throat opened, the young man's eyes were bright, with a hint of straightforwardness and childishness, his small body was also straightened, and his clear voice sounded high-pitched. It shook the heavy building.

But the boy sang to himself:

I want to kiss and want to make my wrist so soft

I can't afford to pick up a bowl with chopsticks

The first time, Sister Cat, you're not here, hehe

Your mother hit me with two pots of lids

Sister, do you love the person who suffers?

Chonglou was stunned for a moment, and suddenly chuckled. The lyrics are indeed somewhat straightforward. Hearing him laugh, the young man's cheeks suddenly turned a little red, scratched his head and said, "I, I can't sing well......"

"There's one guy who sings better than you."

Isn't it because he sings well that he laughs? The faint smile on the young man's face immediately disappeared, he stood up straight again, and asked softly, "Is it the one with the fire lotus attribute?" ”

I didn't expect this kid to be so thoughtful: "How do you know it's the same person?" ”

"Because, the Demon Lord said, the tone of the 'there is such a person' is exactly the same as last time."

is indeed a smart and clever child, and Chonglou does not deny it: "I don't want to listen to mountain songs, if you sing the last song well, you will be rewarded." ”

The young man nodded respectfully, looking at the red lotus whiskers in the pool, his eyes also dimmed, and his faint singing voice carried some sadness and heroism:

The city is suddenly broken, the wind is impermanent, and the karmic fire is rolling

The iron armor fell red, and the blood splattered and became muddy

There is only a trace of clarity left on the altar

In the past, I wish you a triumphant song

The bloody clothes in his arms reflect the sky

May this star, this night, this wind, this moon be a wine

The past and the present are too strong in this life and this life

The liturgical music is not extinguished, and the drums of war are not exhausted

You bear my mountains and rivers for years

May this star, this night, this wind, this moon be combined

No one took this cup

The sword is an iron pen, and the ground is a Geng post

There is no need for green history to write, and there is no basis for this life, and the song has stopped

The singing stopped, and the room was silent. A lonely boy who has experienced upheaval and displacement, he has the trick of breaking up love and hatred in the mountains and rivers.

I have to say that this kid is quite popular with him, but he is too appetizing to him, and he tastes like bait.

Chonglou looked at him for a long time and said, "Little Half Demon, come here." ”

The boy was uneasy for a moment, then walked to the back of the pool and stopped.

"Keep walking."

I walked over the pool.

The young man walked around the pool, stood in front of the pool, and went a little further from the heavy building, and the feeling of oppression came invisibly.

Even Tang Qianshu was very cautious. If you're not careful, you're likely to be spotted.

"Come back again."

In the past, it was beside him.

It's simply the extreme of one step to heaven or one step to hell.

The boy walked over again with a little trepidation.

The Demon Lord's eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate people made the young man feel uneasy standing on the edge of the cliff, as if he could fall into the abyss in one breath.

Every second of time passed creepy, until he couldn't stand anymore, Chonglou said suddenly.

"Grind."

The boy almost fainted without a weak leg, and some of his hands began to grind immediately.

Chonglou looked at his slightly trembling hands, and the uneasiness that seemed like a thorn in his back, but he tried his best to keep his composure and not make mistakes for himself.

If this kid comes prepared, then he plays too well.

Chonglou picked up the brush in his hand and began to write.

The boy barely dared to glance at the pages of his book, grinding it carefully, at least enough ink, and he stopped, his fingers already stained with a lot of black ink.

He quietly stepped aside.

Chonglou said, "In the future, you will be waiting by my side." ”

The young man was flattered and immediately knelt down: "Thank you, Demon King." ”

Tang Qianshu successfully became a little servant serving by the Demon Lord's side, which was a great gift for a small half-demon.

This news immediately spread among the subordinates, and the half-demon fire lotus is now a popular person around the demon lord, and everyone who sees it wants to come and stammer a few times, hoping that he can say a few kind words in front of the demon lord.

But this child is diligent but also old-fashioned, and no one refuses, whether it is polite or outright, the person who is rejected is always unhappy.

Soon, there were rumors in the dark palace that Huo Lian was a beauty who was favored by the monarch, and the reason why he was favored was because he seduced the demon lord every night.

The gossip will inevitably spread to Tang Qianshu No. 2 Middle School, but this person doesn't seem to hear it, he still goes his own way, what he should do, and he is diligent and diligent.

Chonglou knew such trivial things, but this little guy was neither bribed nor sued others, and never said more than half a word in front of him.

The former servants were either too afraid of him, or they were too good at becoming inflammatory, collecting benefits from outside, and playing right and wrong in front of him, this little half-demon was indeed the most worry-free kid.

Tang Qianshu didn't do this deliberately, she was like this, not to mention who was her master as a servant, she knew in her heart that people with long-term vision would not seek short-term profits, and the competition for favor of those palace servants would never be in her eyes.

Besides, what she wants is not pampering at all, but close news.

However, after staying by Chonglou's side for many days, she found that this person was very quiet in private many times, not as scoundrel as he usually played in front of Tang Qianshu.

Occasionally, he would look at the fire lotus for most of the night, and then leave the dark palace in the middle of the night.

When he came back in the afternoon, he was furious, and called the study of Yingu and Qinglu and some important subordinates, and asked in a dark and cold voice:

"What is it to suddenly lose any news? What's the use of keeping you with such poor work ability? ”

Silver Bone stepped forward and said: "We have not seen Master Tang for a long time, those elders in the door manage their disciples step by step to prevent the demon slayer, obviously Master Tang should be safe." ”

"What I want to know is where she is, not to speculate whether she's safe or not."

She wasn't there in the Nine Gates, and she wasn't there in the Thousand Nights Kingdom, but Lan Xiu, Feng Feiye and the others didn't react much, so what was Tang Qianshu doing?

"The subordinates are incompetent."

Chonglou was surrounded by black oppressive displeasure: "Others don't care for the time being, you do your best to investigate the movements of Li Zhuobao and Yan Lei." ”

"Yes."

Chonglou didn't want to say anything more, and with a wave of his hand, those subordinates immediately took the order out.

It seems that during this period, Chonglou also went to look for her, but he didn't find it, so he was angry. Tang Qianshu went in with the tea and put it in front of him. He had some blood stains on his body, and it looked like many people had died with his hands.

Because you want to grab Tang Qianshu, you create a case?

Chonglou, are you worried that I will be your enemy, or are you waiting for me to agree to marry you?

Just as he was about to retreat, Chonglou glanced at him: "Slow." ”

The young man stopped and asked respectfully, "What else does the Demon Lord command?" ”