As soon as the door closed, Ling Luoyu bent over and stood, her skirt falling down. （ . ）

With a slight chill in her eyes, she looked at the white pavilion where the demon god lived, tore through the void, and dodged in.

When she reappeared, she had the same white medium dress on her hands.

Ling Luoyu carefully measured the size of his clothes, and finally sketched a person's figure on rice paper.

"It's him??!"

Her eyes were slightly cold, she slowly put away her clothes, looked fixedly at the distance, and finally disappeared into the void again.

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Purple Palace.

Back mountain, firewood courtyard.

Ling Luoyu looked at his small courtyard from a distance, looking at the smoke rising from the stove, and felt like he had beeped a dog.

"Not gone yet??!"

Silently cursing and cursing in her heart, she still gently pushed the door open.

The furniture in the room is still the same, but it has changed its position, and it looks neat and simple.

Under the window on one side, the man in gray was sitting there burning firewood.

The moment he saw him, Ling Luoyu became more and more calm, and quietly stepped in.

"Why haven't you left yet?? Didn't I let you go? ”

"I've completed the task you gave me, what else are you going to do??" The man in gray was a little embarrassed, and his lips pointed to the pot.

"I've collected all the water you spilled here......"

Ling Luoyu's pupils suddenly shrank, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the ground in the doorway.

The land there had dried up, only a spilled water stain.

Ling Luoyu didn't continue to ask if the water in the pot was the water he had spilled.

Because with the IQ of the demon god, he can be very simple, and it is very easy to mess around with her.

And she had to deal with it carefully.

Sitting down, Ling Luoyu looked at his back, and silently "worn" it on his body in his heart.

Sure enough, it fits perfectly.

And most importantly, the smell on this man's body is exactly the same as on that shirt.

A person's appearance can change, but body odor does not.

Especially men.

The smell of every man is different.

"The water is boiling......"

The man in gray stood up excitedly, took the teacup beside him, and made a pot of tea.

"I don't see that you have any tea here, so I prepared some, but I don't know what tea you like with it?!"

Asking, he still brought the brewed tea,

"Jasmine here after the rain, you taste it, it has a unique fragrance and fresh ......"

Ling Luoyu took it with a glamorous look in his eyes, and the tea was fragrant: "What's your name??" ”

The man in gray sat with his eyes down, "Name...... It's just a code name, just like I didn't ask the girl's name, is it so simple for us to know each other...... Isn't it good?! ”

Ling Luoyu quietly drank tea: "In life, you always have to leave a mark!" When you die, you will find out that the last thing a person leaves in this world is just a name!! ”

The man in gray stared at her suddenly, his eyes fixed on her, and only after a moment did he hook his lips and smile.

"You call me Ah Niu! Girl......"

"My name is Ugly!!"

“……”

The two looked at each other, as if they had seen through each other, but as if they hadn't seen through anything.

For a long time, the two looked at each other and smiled.

"Drink tea!"

"Please!"

Ling Luoyu's eyelashes drooped slightly, and through the thick tea mist, he looked at the man beside him who called himself "Ah Niu".

A dignified generation of demon gods, is it a bit too casual to have such a nickname?!!