Ning Xuemo slowly opened her eyes, facing Shang Xue Yilan's affectionate gaze, she looked at it for a while, looked away, and looked at the flowers around her.

It's really beautiful, it's beautiful.

The barren soil of the Demon Realm is not suitable for the survival of flowers, and the cruel creatures of the Demon Realm have never cultivated an elegant hobby of flower appreciation, so the Demon Realm has never bloomed a flower for thousands of years.

It's late autumn again, and the flowers are withering......

In order to make such a large sea of flowers, Xue Yilan should have put a lot of effort into it.

She quietly watched the flowers in distraction, not knowing what she was thinking.

A beautiful and bewitching flower suddenly appeared in front of her, and then, Xue Yilan's smile: "Momo." You see, this is your favorite flower, and I picked some from hell on purpose......"

In fact, Xue Yilan's words were very subtle, where did he pick some?

He uprooted all the manju sawa on the side of the bridge! As a result, the bridge is still bald......

He returned to the demon world with a large number of flowers, planted them in his own garden and let people serve them well, **** nourished with his mental power, just to let Ning Xuemo enjoy the flowers today.

Ning Xuemo stretched out her hand and took the bouquet of flowers and put it in the palm of her hand to play with.

The bright red Manzhu Sahua slowly bloomed at her fingertips, and the petals swayed, like a bright fire, quietly burning in her hands, and the red petals lined her hands even whiter, almost no blood.

Ning Xuemo looked at the beautiful and bewishing flower, a light of unknown meaning flashed in her eyes, and the Manzhu Sawa in her hand left the ground and slowly withered at a speed visible to R's eyes.

A red light flashed, and Xue Yilan wanted to inject mental power into the flower, but Ning Xuemo blocked it, she looked at the gradually withering flower, and her tone had a hint of mockery: "The flower of hell should live in hell." ”

Xue Yilan was stunned, and finally slowly tightened her arms and buried her in her arms, her tone with a hint of distress: "Momo." I will accompany you in hell. ”

Ning Xuemo slowly closed her eyes and remained silent.

Xue Yilan held her and stood in the garden for a long time, so long that the sun was already high in the sky, exuding a vigorous golden light, both of them were dressed in red, standing in the purple and red garden indescribably pleasing to the eye.

Ning Xuemo breathed evenly in his arms, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

He looked at Ning Xuemo's sleeping face quietly, his thin lips were slightly hooked, revealing a faint smile: "Momo, with your hell, I am willing to eat it." ”

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Now the whole demon world knows that the demon emperor has a person with a sharp heart, **** to accompany and take care of him, and even nourishes a large garden with his mental power, just to win a smile from the beauty.

O garden! A large field of flowers!

Most demons don't know what flowers are, and if you ask them if they like them, they will ask, "What is a flower?" Is it tasty? ”

You can't eat it, and it's not delicious. Pretty.

The magic club is even more disdainful: "It's not delicious, and there is no demonic energy, it looks good to use P." ”

That's why the demon's thinking is so simple and rude, and it's so uninteresting.

That's why Xue Yilan planted a romantic way of planting a large garden for Ning Xuemo, in the eyes of the fairy, it may be so romantic that it makes them want to scream, but in the eyes of the demons......

The Demon Emperor seems to be a little unorthodox.

The people of the Demon Realm are worried, and the ministers of the Demon Realm are also worried.

But there was a small wave of people who were happy.