Ye Shaoguang's gaze changed suddenly, Wen Tingzhan had already confessed all his words to her, and she naturally knew that it was actually Wen Tingzhan who was separated by a wall from her that day, but at that time, the Demon Lord was already in his Yang Pearl. When, those words were indeed said by the Demon Lord without Wen Tingzhan's consent, and she was indeed a little sober to her, and she also promised herself that she would not be able to break her promise.

"Tell me how you got this body?" Nightshake looked at the Demon Lord scrutinically.

It was still a soul body when it was expelled by Uncle Qianji, although it had successfully melted its soul, but he wanted to reshape his true body, not so quickly, but this body was too compatible with him, and the matching night shaking light couldn't even tell that it was a demon, but there was an illusion that this body was its own.

If this happens, it can only be said that the eight-character numerology of this body is exactly the same as the original body of the Demon Lord, and it has at least a ninety-nine percent fit. You must know that even people with the same birth date and eight characters cannot have the same numerology, to find a person with the same eight characters and similar numerology, it is definitely a one in a million possibility, and the demon lord has only been away for two months to find it.

She didn't know that the demons must have the ability of the demons, but she couldn't accept that the demon lord had harmed the innocent for the sake of a suitable body. You must know that the body of the Demon Lord, once it settles down, and when the Demon Soul and the spiritual root of the body are combined, it is a person who has cultivated to a high level, as long as the Demon Lord has not done anything wrong, he cannot kill it, because it is equivalent to being reborn in another person.

It's very similar to hers.

"Hahaha, that's what I'm here for." The Demon Lord raised his palm as he spoke, and in a dark green mysterious power, there was a divine soul, "This is the divine soul of this body, and he promised to give me his body as long as I fulfill the last wish in his heart." Although I entered his body, I still haven't been in tune with his spiritual root, so I am afraid that my life will not be long before I am out in such a rash manner. Mrs. Wen promised me back then to solve a trouble for me, and Mrs. Lauwen was involved in this matter, which could be regarded as a little merit to Mrs. Wen. ”

"You should know that my current cultivation is limited, if I can do it, I will naturally do my best as I promise, but if it is beyond my ability, then I can only ask you to ask for another skill." Now it's not the cultivation of the refining period, it's better to keep a low profile at night, don't make yourself too tired.

"It's nature." The Demon Lord is not reluctant, in fact, he, an old demon who has lived for a long time, except for the night shake light, where can he find others?

"You stay in the house first, and then talk when Ah Zhan returns home." Nightshake immediately ordered someone to clean up the Demon King's room, but asked, "You must have a name, right?" ”

You can't scream from the Demon Lord, if this is heard by people with cultivation, something will happen if nothing happens.

"Garo (Luo)." After the Demon Lord finished speaking, he turned around and left with his subordinates.

"Garo?" Nightshake's puzzled gaze fell on the Demon Lord's distant back.

This shouldn't be the name that ordinary people will take, it's more like the Dharma name of Buddhism, could it be that the Demon Lord is also a monk who first escaped into the empty door and then entered the demon? If this is really the case, Ye Shaoguang thought of the Three Body and Body Sutra, if it falls into the hands of the Demon Lord, will there be another demon in the mixed world?

There was something hidden in his heart, but Ye Shaoguang did not delay the time with Xuan Kaiyang, and when Xuan Kaiyang took a lunch break, the two mothers and sons sat in the study, and Ye Shaoguang picked up the needle and thread while Xuan Kaiyang was there, measured his height, and made him two more clothes. Xuan Kaiyang began to complete the homework assigned to him by Wen Tingzhan.

The afternoon sun came in from the open window, paving the broken light on the ground, reflecting the figures of the two mothers and children more and more warm and hazy, like a painted scroll. This warmth lasted until Wen Ting Zhan came back and saw this scene when he changed his clothes and stepped into the study.

The son stood obediently behind the desk, writing carefully, and his wife sat on the chaise longue beside him with soft eyebrows, and suddenly a sense of satisfaction filled his entire heart.

The years are quiet, the present world is stable, the wife and children are harmonious, and what life seeks is not as good as this.

"What are you doing standing there?" Ye Shaoguang, who had long known about Wen Tingzhan's arrival, sewed up the last few stitches, lowered his head and bit off the knotted thread, and raised his head to look at Wen Tingzhan who had been delaying his entry.

Wen Tingzhan smiled warmly, walked in step by step, and sat beside Ye Shaoguang, but his smile faded slightly when he saw that the clothes in Ye Shaoguang's hand were very small, obviously not his size, and he raised his eyebrows and looked at Xuan Kaiyang: "Kaiyang, bring your homework." ”

"Yes, Daddy." Xuan Kaiyang hurriedly took his homework to Wen Tingzhan.

He has written five large characters and two poems today.

Wen Tingzhan took it, read it carefully, and then nodded: "The words are good, but they are slightly flashy, too much pursuit of form, and lose their personality." Then he turned over the heart of the poem, "Although the appreciation is not deep, it also touches the point." Go to the good life and think about how to write. ”

Ye Shaoguang listened and stretched out her hand to take it, she felt that Xuan Kaiyang's words were upright and neat, and it was good to be able to write such words at this age, but Ye Shaoguang still had her own set of rules for children's education, she would not argue with Wen Tingzhan in front of Xuan Kaiyang, and deny Wen Tingzhan's statement, which would affect the child's judgment and reduce the father's prestige in front of the child.

"I've been writing for so long, and I'm tired, I asked Yining to prepare your favorite pastries and fruits for you, you go and rest for a while." Night Shake gently touched Xuan Kaiyang's head.

Yining immediately stepped forward to take Xuan Kaiyang down, and when they were all gone, Ye Shaoguang stared sideways at Wen Tingzhan: "He is only eight years old, do you want to be so harsh on him, it would be good if a child of this age could write properly, do you want him to have his own style at such a young age?" ”

"Words are like people, people are like words, eight years old is not small, he is earlier than the average child, whether it is me or Mingguang, at the age of eight, he already has his own habits, he not only has my teachings, but also Mingguang's teachings." Wen Tingzhan explained to Ye Shaoguang in a soft voice, "The reason why his words are more upright and his pen is not enough is because of his state of mind, he is afraid, afraid of the words written according to his own heart, because he can't control it and it doesn't look good, it will disappoint you and me, so that he can suppress his own heart, and instead write enough beautiful and rigid words, just hoping to get you and me exaggerated, if I don't point it out today, but praise him, he will feel that what he did is not wrong, and it will become more and more intense, and when he wants to find himself, It's already too late. ”;