Murong Jue was not in a hurry to find Shark Zhu, and first took Jiang Rao into an inn.

The inn is extremely magnificent, with three stories high, with nanmu as the pillar and pearl as the ornament.

The plaque directly above the door of the store, with red letters on a black background, says: Acacia Inn.

Although the small fishing village is not rich now, there are also large families who make money, and their lives are very nourishing, just like the owner of this inn.

She wore a fish-patterned gold satin coat, which wrapped her thin body, and her hair was full of gold and silver beads, and she wore several gold collars on her wrists, ankles, ears, and neck.

She is a woman who is more than half a hundred years old, Fanghua is long gone, her face is full of wrinkles, it would be fine if she tried to dress up, but she obviously thought that the more luxurious things she wore on her body, the more she could appear to be extraordinarily beautiful, so she fell into this pair of glittering vermilions, which was indescribably strange.

At this time, she was standing on the stairs on the second floor and slowly walking down, her eyes sweeping over Jiang Rao and Murong Jue, indifferent and disdainful.

"Outlander?"

This was the first thing she said.

"We were originally engaged in business at sea, but unfortunately we were shipwrecked on the way to deliver goods, so we arrived here."

I guessed that she was disgusted with outsiders, but she was tired and hungry from this inn within a radius of dozens of miles, and she couldn't go back now, so she showed a smile and made herself look extraordinarily friendly.

When the other party heard this, a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, walked to the counter and patted a wooden board hanging on the wall, and glanced at her without yin or yang: "Didn't you see it?" We do not accept outsiders. ”

Jiang Rao: "......"

She was about to step forward to theorize, but was grabbed by Murong Jue's backhand, and his voice came faintly.

"Accommodation money. I'm out tenfold. ”

The proprietress had a twinkle in her eyes, as if she was thinking about something.

Seeing that she didn't react, Murong Jue said again: "Twenty times." ”

Jiang Rao saw that the essence in her eyes was getting bigger and bigger, and the originally shriveled connection also showed a trace of flattery, rubbed his hands, and said with a smile: "This, can be regulated ......"

"Fifty times."

Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Murong Jue.

Suddenly, all the rules and disdain were gone, and in their place was the warm hospitality of the hostess.

"Little Er, take the two distinguished guests to the best private room on the second floor, and prepare a table of good wine and food to entertain."

Jiang Rao: "......"

It turns out that there is a way to make money, which is such a way to live.

When I came to the room, it was really as the proprietress said, it was a private room in a private room, but it seemed that the proprietress and the two of them had misunderstood that they had become husband and wife, so only this one room was prepared.

After eating and drinking, Jiang Rao touched his stomach contentedly, and said to Murong Jue: "I'll go to sleep first when I'm full, and you can go back and rest quickly." ”

Unaware that Murong had no intention of moving, he moved straight to the bed and fell on it with all his strength.

"We've only booked this one room, where is Madame going to drive my father?"

Jiang Rao was about to fall asleep, and when he heard this sentence, he opened his eyes in an instant, and all sleepiness was gone. Although his consciousness has been awakened, his body is too tired to obey the call, and he is still in his original position.

Blinked his eyes twice, he said, "Why, only book one?" ”

Don't think I don't know what the hell you're up to.

However, Murong Jue was aggrieved and made a weak look: "Madame doesn't know, all the money on her husband is only enough to book this room." ”

Jiang Rao felt a chill, looked at him, and said coldly: "Speak well." ”

I didn't think it was rare for her to be so serious, but in exchange for two chuckles from the other party: "Yes, madam." ”

His lady's voice was smooth and very charming, but when this charm came into Jiang Rao's ears, it was like a drop of water falling into an oil pot, and his brain suddenly crackled.

Although she hasn't had the dream she had these days, because the dream is too real, there is still a shadow of her current lady.

Once again, I solemnly warned: "You have said that you are not allowed to call me that." ”

may have felt her anger, and Murong Jue became serious, but he still looked aggrieved: "Then what should I call you?" ”

"Just call me by name, Jiang ......"

At this point, she stopped suddenly, paused, and said, "You used to call me what you called me now." ”

How did Murong Jue call the original owner before, oh, Qianqian.

For this, Jiang Rao said that it was not unfamiliar, it was fake, after all, he looked at it from the perspective of a bystander before, and he didn't feel anything, but now he is on himself, and he screams twice from time to time, which just feels strange.

But what can be done then!

Who told her to become the original owner now, she is clearly Jiang Xunqian's shell, but she lives her own soul, and it is clearly her own soul, but she is forced to give up her name and switch to someone else's.

It feels like she and Jiang Xunqian are dead.

After a while, Murong Jue opened his mouth and called softly: "Qianqian......"

Jiang Rao was still immersed in that kind of entanglement, so he didn't hear that Murong Jue's voice was extraordinarily moist, hoarse and low, containing many emotions, heavy, sad, unforgettable, lost and regained......

It was even stained with a hint of lust.

Murong Jue stared at Jiang Rao's side face, a little excited, but more reassuring.

It's as if the light that once brought him warmth and light was suddenly taken away, and he was so grief-stricken that he lived like a walking corpse, and even wanted to end this life.

But one day, the light returned, and although it did not belong to him completely, it still illuminated him.

Thinking of this, Murong Jue suddenly felt his heart beating fast, thumping on his heart, like an evil ghost grabbing a gap in the world, and crawling out with all his might.

Jiang Rao didn't know what he was thinking, thinking that Murong Jue had just asked the proprietress to agree to receive the two of him at fifty times the price, he felt that Murong Jue was not deceiving himself when he said that he didn't have the money to book another room.

"Then you can sleep here!"

"Qianqian ......"

Almost at the same time, it was spoken.

Jiang Rao closed her eyes suddenly, there was an indescribable awkwardness all over her body, she didn't want to admit that she was embarrassed, and finally blamed the word Qianqian for this awkwardness.

Suddenly, I felt that these two words were particularly harsh, and they were not so good.

With such slander in his heart, he was still calm on the surface, and seeing that the other party seemed to have something to say just now, he urged: "If you have something to say, say it quickly." ”

Murong Jue smiled slightly, revealing two melting pear vortices.

"Qianqian, I just want to ask me if I can make a floor here?"

Jiang Rao: "......"

These words inexplicably give people a feeling of how pitiful he is.

But there was no other way than to lay on the floor, and Jiang Rao wouldn't share a bed with him anyway.

"Hmm."

She breathed a sigh of relief, whispered, and fell asleep completely.

Murong Jue was lying on the ground, sideways, his gaze was impartial, and it happened to fall on Jiang Rao's sleeping face.

Three years ago, he was the Lord of the Demon Realm, and he vowed to slaughter the entire Xiuzhen Realm, and when he was the craziest, he slaughtered a great sect of the Immortal Sect in half a day.

For a time, corpses were all over the field, and blood flowed and pestles.

In retrospect, the smell of blood still lingers between my noses.

But at that time, he was clearly the supreme of the demon world, and his beloved was also by his side, and the previous enemies had also been abused to death by him, and there was no need to continue to kill, but he was like being evil, his mind was full of tyrannical pleasure, and he was addicted to the smell of blood.

At that time, he had the best and best people in the world, but he felt that killing people would make him happier.

So, despite Jiang Xunqian's obstruction, he continued to massacre and did brutal things.

It wasn't until Jiang Xun blocked his attack on the hundred schools of Xianmen with his body and fell in a pool of blood that he suddenly woke up.

In fact, it doesn't have to be bloody in the cultivation realm, and there is no need to keep killing all the time.

His bloodthirsty brutality was reined in because of Jiang Xunqian.

He decided to wait for the people to wake up, put down the butcher's knife, it doesn't matter if he becomes a Buddha, he clearly knows that he is a demon, even if he puts down the blade that takes people's lives one day, he is still a demon.

But as soon as he made such a decision, Jiang Xunqian disappeared.

The man he pulled back from the ghost gate is gone.

It is also rumored that his beloved ran away with other men.

It was so angry that his demonic nature was ignited again, and without blinking his eyes, those people were already in a different place.

Cut out their tongues and send them to hell, where they could no longer speak.

When I opened my eyes suddenly, it was already evening, and the night was deep.

In the darkness, his eyes flickered like two jewels, staring at the woman on the bed.

Jiang Rao slept so soundly that he didn't even know when the quilt was kicked off.

Murong Jue got up and covered the quilt with her again, tucked it to prevent it from falling down again.

Then the demon sat on the edge of the bed, and it was dark, but he could see clearly. Or maybe it's something that the naked eye can't see, but the mind can see clearly.

At this moment, everything was silent, looking at Jiang Rao, he only felt extremely peaceful, he felt like a lost dog, and finally was picked up after experiencing a lot of hardships.

Well, he has a home too.

That's where the soul docks.

From then on, it is no longer a lonely boat with no direction on the vast sea, no longer a trapped beast looking for an exit in the long dark night.

He suddenly wondered why his previous self was so cruel and bloodthirsty, with bloody hands, and at one moment, even he himself was afraid.

It's as if he is really a demon crawling out of the sea of corpses and blood, tyrannical and cruel carved into his bones.

Otherwise, why would he never be able to see his heart clearly, and he couldn't understand what was the most important thing.

Failed her and lost her......

He lay next to Jiang Rao, through the quilt, gently hugged the person in his arms, and almost greedily sucked the smell of her body, for fear that if he was not careful, he would lose the most important thing in his life.

During those three years, he couldn't sleep every night, often needing medicine to fall asleep, but when the effect of the medicine was over, he woke up and found that his side was still empty, and he reached out to grab something, and all that responded to him was nothingness.

This time, he held on to the light, unwilling to let it slip away again.