Liang Bing immediately turned off the virtual interface and lay on the bed, pretending to be asleep.

"Knock ......"

An Lan gently knocked on the door of the cold bedroom twice.

No response.

An Lan should have knocked again, snapped, snapped and slapped many times.

Liang Bing opened his eyes in a moment's time, pretending to be sleepy-eyed, and asked in a lazy tone, "Who?"

"Anlan."

Anlan responded, "I have something very important to tell you."

Uh-huh.

"Oh, come in, then."

Leng Bing's cheeks were slightly drunk, leaning on the head of the bed, granting An Lan temporary permission to enter her bedroom, opening the door to the bedroom.

According to Liang Bing's original design, at this time, he should make things difficult for An Lan and ask some other things before he can let An Lan in.

But the ghost made a miracle, and Liang Bing just asked and let An Lan in.

Seeing that An Lan just said that it was me, and so easily entered the queen's room in the middle of the night, the demons in the monitoring room couldn't help but look at each other.

It seems that the remarks that the demon legion will soon have another regent are not groundless.

The cool bedroom is huge. Or rather, it's more of a palace than a bedroom.

There are all kinds of facilities such as study room, living room, swimming pool, bathroom and so on. The last time An Lan debated with Liang Bing, it was in Liang Bing's study.

Leng Bing, who was lying on the bed in the bedroom, was in a state of confusion, and before he could think about whether to meet An Lan in the study or in the living room this time, he saw An Lan walking straight through the corridor and hall to the real bedroom.

By the time he reacted, An Lan was already standing at the door of the real bedroom, leaning against the door frame, looking at this side with a smile.

The cool black velvet pajamas were cool, but they were not exposed where they should be, only the arms, legs, and a small part of the northern hemisphere were exposed.

It's funny, but it's not explicit.

An Lan looked at Liang Bing leaning against the head of the bed with a smile in his eyes, and said with a smile, "I want to compare you to a charming summer day, but you are even more lovely and gentle...... As long as the rest of the world remains, you and this psalm will remain on earth forever.

You are beautiful, my Queen, tonight."

"Sister, I'm beautiful all the time."

Liang Bing replied with a sigh of relief, and asked again, "Where did you copy that sentence?"

Liang Bing still knows a lot about An Lan's literary literacy.

Although An Lan has read a lot of books and can pull out a few sentences from time to time, with his strength, at best, it is almost enough to write "Little Four Generations" and "Jue Ji".

This is mainly due to the fact that the eloquence is particularly good, so it seems that the knowledge reserve is relatively sufficient, but in fact, the knowledge reserve is far from being compared with Liang Bing.

That sentence was most likely quoted by An Lan from other famous literati.

"The eighteenth and most famous of Shakespeare's sonnets." An Lan introduced.

Sonnet?

After a while, she found that this was indeed the case, and felt that Shakespeare's poems were quite good, to her liking.

"In the future, such poems and such words should be read to your queen more often.

Don't talk abstract things that confuse your head all day."

Liang Bing complained. ….

An Lan's brain circuits jump out like a madman, often jumping sideways between abstract teachers and literary youths, and Liang Bing has adapted to such a rhythm.

But now, Liang Bing still prefers An Lan to read some "Shakespeare Sonnets" and other things that seem to be love tales to her.

"Next time, definitely." An Lan smiled.

After revealing the problem of sonnets, Liang Bing remembered that he shouldn't be so good at talking at this time, at least he should ask An Lan a few words.

Damn, I almost got the lake over with a single word from this little bastard.

Liang Bing straightened his expression and pretended to be stern, "If you don't sleep at night, what are you doing here?"

It's important, there's something we can't talk about tomorrow!"

Liang Bing selectively forgot the fact that she was the one who opened the door for An Lan.

"Didn't you tell me to come over at eleven o'clock tonight?" An Lan asked with a smile.

"When am I going to let you come to my bedroom at eleven!?" Liang Bing pretended to be calm and shouted.

"In the afternoon, you knocked three times on the top of my head."

An Lan explained: "In the second episode of "Journey to the West", Patriarch Bodhi knocked Sun Wukong three times with a ring ruler and instructed Sun Wukong to go to his bedroom to learn skills three times.

The third watch day is from 11 o'clock to 1 o'clock in the morning.

I'll come here at this time, neither sooner nor later."

"You're stupid!"

Liang Bing reprimanded: "Patriarch Bodhi is Patriarch Bodhi, Queen, I am me, and I am still three watches, why don't you understand it as three points."

It's funny."

Although Liang Bing did plan to do so, his mind was punctured, and Liang Bing still felt a little embarrassed.

An Lan smiled without saying a word, and pointed to a set of physical books of "Big Splash Monkey" placed at the head of Liangbing's bed, which was the dark stream online text recommended to her by An Lan the day before yesterday.

Hum~

His mind was pierced, and Liang Bing simply put it up, and said with a smile: "You little bastard can always talk to the Tao.

Whatever you say, it's as if I told you to come at eleven o'clock.

Now let's talk about what you're doing, don't you say there's something important."

"Checking the body of the queen who leads the demon legion, I don't know if it counts?"

An Lan smiled and walked to the side of the cold bed.

"What are you going to do?"

Liang Bing's eyes were a little panicked, although Liang Bing was absolutely confident that he could take down An Lan with one move, but Liang Bing inexplicably had the feeling that he was a little white rabbit and An Lan was a big bad wolf.

Queen, I'm just going to send out some small benefits, this little rabbit can't be misunderstood, I'm going to do something out of the ordinary.

An Lan sat on the edge of Liang Bing's bed, and reached out to grab Liang Bing's round and jade, fair-skinned and slender legs.

Liang Bing subconsciously wanted to struggle and dodge, and then was slapped on the thigh by An Lan.

"Smack!"

Liang Bing's muscles tightened all of a sudden, and he was honest in an instant.

An Lan hugged Liang Bing's beautiful legs, put them on his legs, and opened his hands to gently press the acupuncture points and muscles on the soles of Liang Bing's feet and calves.

"Get you a pedicure."

"According to scientific research, wearing leather pants and high heels for a long time is not conducive to blood circulation in the legs and feet, which may lead to paralysis and eventually amputation. ….

Luckily, you met me, I once learned a set of scientifically proven pedicure techniques from a master pedicolologist, and I can cure you for your disease."

Healing is indeed a big deal.

"Real science?" Liang Bing asked.

"Real science." An Lan nodded.

"It's good to be scientific, we have to believe in science."

Liang Bing found a reason to convince herself, bowed her head slightly, adjusted her posture, and leaned on the head of the bed to let An Lan give her a foot massage.

The four generations of gods are afraid that the blood circulation of a fart will not be smooth.

The previous times were separated by ***, but this time it was bare-legged, and every time An Lan's fingers landed on Liang Bing's feet and legs, it brought Liang Bing a feeling of electric shock.

I feel a little uncomfortable and a little comfortable, hot, damp.

Slowly, Liang Bing felt that An Lan's technique was becoming more and more strange, from pressing and kneading to stroking, and the massage parts also went from the feet, calves, all the way up to the thighs.

Although this was something that had been agreed upon a long time ago, Liang Bing still complained a little shyly: "Your massage technique is getting more and more strange.

said that the foot massage was good, why did you go all the way to the thighs."

"You don't know that."

An Lan Rua looked at Liang Bing's plump and slender and round thighs, and said, "The set of foot massage techniques I learned is a new technique that my teacher just invented, called stroking therapy.

As the name suggests, it is stroking.

Replacing a mother's hands with my hands, like a mother touching her own child, can cure your endocrine disorders and prevent osteoporosis."

"So amazing?"

Liang Bing also accompanied An Lan in a serious manner, and asked, "To invent such a magical and scientific massage technique, your teacher must be a master."

"A master indeed."

An Lan smiled, "This teacher of mine is surnamed Qiao, and he has been immersed in Yin foot massage for decades. His accomplishments in this area are unsurpassed on the whole earth.

In the eyes of the world, one of his feet stayed forever in the city of washing feet.

When I say that, you know how awesome he is."

"That's awesome." Liang Bing chimed in.

The two chatted for a while, and Leng Bing's mental state became more and more relaxed, because she felt that although An Lan was up and down her legs, she became tricky.

But he has always maintained restraint, and he has not touched the things and places that should not be touched at all.

Leng Bing, who gradually relaxed, leaned against the head of the bed, enjoyed An Lan's "massage", and said, "You just said, replace your mother's hands, right?"

"Yes." An Lan nodded.

"Uh-huh~"

Liang Bing groaned and said, "Actually, I don't have any memories of my mother.

I was born in the Heavenly Palace Order 30,000 years ago, and I have rarely seen my mother since I can remember, she is my father's concubine, although her status is not high, but she is also quite favored.

And my father was an archduke of the angelic civilization at that time, and he was a real male god in a high position, but unfortunately, I would not be able to meet him once in a hundred years."

An Lan listened quietly and did not interject, he felt that Liang Bing had truly relaxed.

Liang Bing said again: "The one that appears the most in my memory is my sister, my half-sister." ….

"Is it Keisha?

I see in some books that say that you and Holy Caesar are sisters." An Lan asked.

"Yes."

Liang Bing gritted his teeth and said, "It's Kesha's Bichi.

Together, we overthrew the Order of the Heavenly Palace, and after a period of confrontation, we reconciled and established the Merlot Heavenly Court.

She maintained her righteous order, I studied my void, and I could have been at peace with her.

Who knew that as Carl and I studied the Void more and more, Keisha thought that the Void would threaten her righteous order.

Playing with life is absolutely not allowed by the righteous order.

She suppressed Carl, imprisoned me, imprisoned her own half-sister.

Because at that time, Merlot's Heavenly Court had been established for thousands of years, and the angels who originally followed me had long since retired, and the angel legion had become her hall.

I didn't have any chance to resist.

Eventually, I launched a gorgeous rebellion against my beautiful sister, established a demon legion, and fought against her for eighteen thousand years."

"Fighting, not being hunted down?" An Lan asked.

"I've won too!" Liang Bing emphasized.

There was silence for a second before he said, "Okay, more when you're hunted.

I was like a dog, chased and killed by those little *** under her command for more than 10,000 years, and wandered in the entire universe for more than 10,000 years.

Many times I dream that Keisha's blue pool suddenly kills me, and a fiery trial turns me and my legion to slag."

It is definitely impossible to say that Liang Bing is not afraid of Kaisha.

In the confrontation between the two, Keisha was obviously the more calm side, and Liang Bing was just incompetent and furious most of the time.

Liang Bing wandered for more than 10,000 years before he saved some money and built the battle celestial body Demon One.

And there are at least seven combat celestial bodies of this level.

Merlot Heavenly Court is composed of plural battle celestial bodies.

"You say, is the justice that even my sister hunted down and killed is real justice?" Liang Bing looked at An Lan and asked.

"yes."

An Lan replied, "This should be regarded as a righteous annihilation, a necessary sacrifice to maintain justice."

"Why are you still talking to Na Bichi!"

Liang Bing broke free of An Lan's hand that was holding her legs, kicked An Lan, and threatened, "If you do this again, sister, I won't let you touch my legs!"

"I was wrong."

An Lan instantly changed his face, hugged Leng Bing's legs and continued to rua, and said righteously: "Even the people you love and are closest to you can't tolerate it, what is the need for such justice?

Kesha, her righteous order, seems to me nothing more than that."

"Uh-huh!" Liang Bing nodded with satisfaction.

The initial conflict between the two began with her study of the Void. At that time, Liang Bing was not as indifferent to life as he is now.

"Will you betray me?"

Liang Bing looked at An Lan, his eyes were a little confused, and he said with a mixture of gains and losses: "Even the closest blood relatives will kill each other.

I'm scared now, one day your kid will suddenly stab me in the back, that's how I stabbed Keisha's Bichi." ….

"Absolutely not."

An Lan smiled, "The twilight years have made this generation wither, and you are the only one who is the same; In the midst of other sorrows, I will soothe posterity by saying:

Beauty is truth, truth is beauty – that's all you know and ought to know.

Keats, the author of this poem, pursued beauty all his life, and so did I.

My Queen, you should be more confident, you are incredibly beautiful, and the most beautiful flowers and the most touching love poems in the world will be dwarfed by you.

As long as your beauty never fades, my loyalty and love for you will never fade."

To put it bluntly, it's an LSP.

Uh-huh, Liang Bing hummed twice, Queen, I am a fourth-generation god, an immortal goddess, and of course my beauty will not wither.

However, in order to hear more love words, Liang Bing still picked a bone in the egg and said, "Queen, my beauty will indeed not wither, but it will wither relatively.

Keisha's heart will never die, in case this Bichi one day lets her lead a better-looking and more sultry little *** than me to seduce you.

What if you stab me in the back?"

"I'll take the sugar-coated cannonball from Keisha, wipe it dry, and then shoot it back."

An Lan smiled, "It's all said, you should be more confident.

There are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people, and each person's definition of beauty is different. If the scoring criteria are infinitely subdivided, maybe one day there will indeed be a woman who is more beautiful than you in my eyes.

But Queen, you're still in the first gear, so how can I give up?"

"You must not think that other women are better looking than me, the queen and I should always be the most beautiful in your heart."

Liang Bing warned.

"The most beautiful." An Lan nodded.

After being massaged by An Lan with stroking therapy for a while, Liang Bing gradually became a little tired and said, "Don't touch it, let's touch it today."

Queen, I'm a little sleepy, I'm very happy today, I should have a good dream."

It's been a long time since Liang Bing has slept peacefully.

An Lan put Liang Bing's legs on the bed, sat on the edge of the bed and gazed at Liang Bing's face tenderly, and laughed softly, "I want to watch you sleep.

I'll go when you're asleep."

Uh-huh~

Liang Bing lay on the bed, glanced at An Lan, and warned, "Yes.

But you are not allowed to do anything to me after I am asleep

He who moves his feet cannot move his mouth."

"Never." An Lan shook his head.

"That's good."

"Good night."

"Good night."

After saying goodnight to each other, Liang Bing fell asleep under An Lan's gaze, and after falling asleep, his body did not inadvertently change to a sleeping position with his body curled up and lying on his side.

This proves that Liang Bing is very secure at the moment.

"Goodbye, my Queen."

After confirming that Liang Bing was asleep and blocking most of the communication channels, An Lan slowly got up and left Liang Bing's bedroom and walked outside.

In the corridor, An Lan suddenly turned into a ball of blood-red fluid. The cold bedroom is the only place in Demon One that is not in the monitoring range.

After the door opened, An Lan had already changed into the appearance of the demon queen.

An Lan smiled slightly, I feel good now.

The first phase of the plan is to infiltrate Demon One, the second stage is to find out the general structure of Demon One, and the third stage is to create an environment where Liang Bing is temporarily unable or does not control Demon One, all of which are completed.

The ultimate stage, the implementation begins.

An Lan, who turned into the cold appearance of the Demon Queen, opened his left hand, only to see a full bottle lying in it.

It was a record of all the dark information of the crocodile god Thorton, [Crocodile God Evolution Full Bottle]. With this bottle, as long as there are enough resources, the crocodile god Thorton can be reborn.

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