Chapter 113: Heart-to-heart with a demon
Just when the battle between Hei Yi and Lu Zheng was about to break out, Xiao Tubao suddenly pursed his lips, with a little tears in his eyes, and shouted: "Xiao Hei, do you have a grudge against my father? Then I won't buy you, and I don't need you to repay the grace of saving your life, you can go." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
When Black Wing heard the sound, his movements froze, and his whole body stiffened.
"I ......" Black Wing, who has always been able to kill people by moving his feathers, immediately panicked, and his speech was slurred.
Although he is not human, he thinks that he values love and righteousness more than people, and he is saved by someone but kills his father who saved his life, thinking about it, he really can't do it. Although he was hungry and faint at the beginning, it was only because he was trapped at sea for too long and suffered a period of physical weakness. But it is undeniable that Lu Qingzhuo did save his life. And now Lu Qingzhuo's words are undoubtedly a slap in the face of eating fruits, implying that he is ungrateful.
Hei Yi's brows furrowed fiercely, and he didn't smile in an instant, took away his wings, hugged his fist lazily at Lu Zheng, and said dryly: "According to what Lu Zhangmen said before, the grievances and grudges between you and me will be written off." β
Lu Zheng raised his eyebrows, glanced at Hei Yi deeply and vigilantly, put his sword into the sheath, pulled out a smile, and also hugged his fists and said: "The demon king is so atmospheric, Lu Zheng admires it, in the future, we don't interfere with the river water, it's still okay to be an ordinary friend." β
"You're going to put gold in your face. Black Wing looked at the person with his nostrils and snorted coldly.
Lu Zheng: "......" There is really a generation gap between humans and demons, and with Black Wing, he can't play happily.
People and demons who are already disgusted with each other, simply don't care about anyone.
Lu Zheng saw that his daughter was playing vigorously with the bird demon Black Wing, out of sight, turned around and left, but the moment Lu Zheng turned around, he just happened to bump into the invincible bird demon Black Wing smiling happily at the ignorant little dirt bag, such a harmless and abnormal bird demon made people think: "This bird demon can't love children, right?"
At this time, the bird demon who was disgusted by Lu Zheng suddenly spoke: "The tide of the Moro Forbidden Sea is about to rise, so I will stay with you for a few days." β
Hei Yi said it well and was not aggrieved, his tone was very reluctant, Lu Zheng was impulsive, and almost wanted to sweep people out with a broom. But after thinking about it, Black Wing doesn't actually have much deep hatred with him, and it should be Black Wing who wants to hate, the Seven Illusion Spirit Spring that has been guarded for thousands of two hundred years will be destroyed, and the Cave Heaven Sword Intent Inheritance under the Spring will be lost, think about it, it's really pitiful.
Lu Zheng glanced at Black Wing with pity, and then nodded in agreement.
"It's good if the demon king doesn't dislike it. "But, what the hell is the Forbidden Sea of Moro, and what is the rising tide?
Black Wing was inexplicably looked at by Lu Zheng's glance, and goosebumps all over his body rose. If he could, he naturally didn't want to be around a large number of living people. But Lu Qingzhuo, who saved his life, was so cute that he was a little reluctant to separate.
That night, when Lu Qingzhuo fell asleep, Black Wing turned around and went back to his small courtyard, pushed the door in, and saw Lu Zheng practicing his moves at will with a broken sword at a glance.
Black Wing sneered and said, "Master Lu, don't worry, I, Black Wing, will never trouble you again." β
Lu Zheng stopped the sword move in his hand, turned around and smiled slightly, and made a gesture of please.
Behind Lu Zheng, on the low stone table, a pot of spirits and two jade cups full of wine suddenly appeared.
Hei Yi was not afraid of Lu Zheng's tricks, so he sat down and drank a glass of it, and exclaimed: "Good wine." β
This black wing is a monster, there is a simple side in his bones, likes and dislikes are on his face, seeing that the wine is delicious, his eyes immediately narrowed happily, and he poured another glass unceremoniously.
Lu Zheng saw him drink the second glass of spirits in one gulp, then sat down with a smile, and then asked Hei Yi with an immobile expression: "I don't know which place the demon king likes in my family?"
Black Wing said without a pause: "Innocent, immature, cute." β
Lu Zheng raised his eyebrows, played with the glass of wine in his hand for a while, suddenly leaned over his head, and whispered: "I think the demon king is not too old, and I should have seen a lot of special people in this world." But the age difference between these people is too big, and there is bound to be an insurmountable generation gap, and the same is true for demons and non-humans. I think the demon king likes my family's Qingzhuo, it should be just a moment of freshness, right?"
After the freshness has passed, everyone is happy. If the freshness has not passed, it will be a bit troublesome.
Don't blame Lu Zheng for being a father. The small soil bag itself is a spiritual plant illusion, which is not human, and it is often inexplicably attracted to ordinary monsters, and now it is even more long when it sees the wind, and it may become a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl when she wakes up one day. At this time, Black Wing doesn't have a different mind, and it is difficult to guarantee that he will not be able to admire the appearance of seeing the little dirt bag grow up in the future.
If it is a normal love and pursuit, Lu Zheng, a father, will not interfere, but Black Wing, a bird, does not match normal all over his body.
A bird who has been guarding the spiritual spring for 1,200 years knows that there is a hole under the spring, but he doesn't break into it, such a bird is either brainless or lacks roots. Whether it is brainless or lacking roots, once you love someone and pursue someone, the things you do are immeasurable.
Lu Zheng's words were intentionally tentative, but who knew that Hei Yi was very slow in terms of feelings, and he didn't understand what Lu Zheng was hinting at at all, so he poured wine and said, "What you said is good." Therefore, this king has always only dealt with non-people, and only ignorant children rejoice. I see that your girl is special, it is estimated that she has only been transformed for a few years, and her IQ has not yet grown, so she likes it. But don't be complacent, if your daughter is over ten years old, and the eyes of the long heart are full, I won't like it. The ten-year-old baby has a complicated mind and impure eyes, so there is no innocence and cuteness that I love. β
Lu Zheng's fingers twitched.
The feeling of this bird demon is really a child, but the love is ignorant and childish, and the greedy is that the child's mind is single and pure, if the baby grows up, he will abandon it and don't even look at it. The hobby is unique, the concept is different, so perverted, it is worthy of a bird with nine heads.
When he first met, Lu Zheng still thought that the other party was a sinister and evil person, and when he was chased by the other party and did not let go of the black feathers in the sky, he thought that the other party would repay him, but he didn't expect that after some conversation, he found that this was a goods who didn't care about what to say.
Lu Zheng sighed in his heart, knowing that Hei Yi had no other thoughts about his daughter, he was much more relieved, and he didn't have much prejudice when he looked at Hei Yi. Speaking of which, this poor bird demon city is not deep, what is there to say.
For many years afterwards, Lu Zheng wanted to strangle Black Wing to death whenever he thought of this scene.
At this moment, Lu Zheng, who did not rush over to prevent future troubles, rolled his eyes, personally poured a glass of wine for Black Wing, and handed it over with both hands.