Some are sorrowful, others are happy.

The old house in the east of the city, which was originally dilapidated and depressed, is now brightly lit and very humane.

Chef She Fugui, Saitama and Jiaoye are preparing dinner together, and the smoke is curling, warmer than anything else.

In the courtyard, Mu Huai and Yi Chong were swordsmanship, and the shadows were messy in the afterglow of the sunset.

Su Ziche sat in the corner, looking at the medical book Mu Huachen gave her, and studied it.

Sitting beside Su Ziche in cold silence, his eyes were staring at the figure of Emperor Zhi, because at this moment, the great Demon Emperor was locked out of the door by the domineering queen.

"Chen'er, will you let me in? I have something to tell you! Emperor Zhi patiently knocked on the door over and over again.

There was no response in the room.

"You won't let me in, then...... Are you out? Come back to the demon world with me, how about it? ”

Emperor Zhi thought of another way, of course, he was more inclined to the latter.

But there was still no response in the room.

Emperor Zhi knocked on the door twice again rhythmically, and shouted four times in a row, up and down, "Minister? Ministers? Ministers? Ministers? ”

Su Ziche pursed his lips and glanced at the emperor impatiently, but when he thought that this guy was the demon emperor, he faced it head-on, undoubtedly looking for death, so he looked at the cold silence around him: "Is your demon emperor sick?" ”

Leng Silent nodded without hesitation: "There must be a disease!" This must not be healed by the master! ”

Su Ziche: "......"

Speechless.

It's not normal for the master and servant's brains!

Isn't that what he meant?

The cold eyes and heart were firmly locked on Di Zhi's body, and he didn't have any mind to think about Su Ziche's extraneous meaning.

He patted Su Ziche and asked, "You say, will the master open the door?" ”

Su Ziche pursed his lips and replied in disgust: "If I were the god of medicine, I would definitely not open the door." ”

After a cold pause, he turned his head to look at Su Ziche: "Why?" My demon emperor is so wise and powerful, that face and figure are not liked by a woman, okay? So many women in the demon world want to be close to the body of the demon emperor, why doesn't the master want to? ”

"Do you think the god of medicine can be compared to those vulgar fans?"

Leng Lonely: "Well, this can't be, but this doesn't affect the charm of the Demon Emperor!" ”

Su Ziche put away the medical book, stood up, looked down at Leng Shi, and snorted: "The charm is there, but ...... It's so annoying! ”

Silence: ......

His eyes once again fell to the emperor who was tirelessly knocking on the door, calling "Chen'er" in a voice of different heights, and his eardrums burst.

Truly...... It's annoying.

Leng Lonely plucked out his ears, the king has a long way to chase his wife!

But...... Looking at the king's attitude, has he recovered his memory?

in the room.

Mu Huachen covered her head with a quilt, but the voice of the silly tiger stimulated her in all directions.

Endure!

Endure!

But......

Mu Huachen threw the pillow at the end of the bed and stood up angrily!

It's unbearable!

Has this man changed his face?

One moment majestic, indifferent and ruthless, the next ...... Grinding!

Mu Huachen took a deep breath, and the green tendons on his forehead were bumping and bubbling, but the sound of the emperor was still echoing in his ears.

If you can't bear it, you don't need to endure it anymore!

Mu Huachen rolled up his sleeves, walked towards the door with heavy steps, opened the door suddenly, his bright eyes couldn't hide his anger, and he looked at the emperor angrily.

I saw that the man's hand that was about to knock on the door suddenly stopped, and his eyes lit up, and the figure of the girl was reflected in the black Danfeng's eyes.

"Minister's ......"