It has been half a month since the Holy Monarch returned to the abyss.

In the evening, the setting sun sews clouds into the sky. Ranmuir stood at the gate of the palace and took a deep breath.

He first probed and shouted, "My king, I'm back." ”

There was no answer, not even the voices of the attendants, presumably driven away. Lanmuir pushed open the door and took two or four steps inside.

Just listen to the clanging of chains!

Dusk rose from the shadows, his gloomy eyes like a beast that chooses to devour people, and his claws went at Ranmuir—

"Ahh

Lanmuir stepped back, his back hitting the wall. At the same time, there was a clang, and the figure of the demon king was forced to freeze!

The light from outside shone in, and I saw an iron shackle on the dim right wrist, even if the inside and outside were carefully wrapped in a thick second layer of cotton cloth, but it was indeed handcuffs!

At this moment, the faint resentment was about to turn into substance, and he grinded his teeth gloomily:

"Lord Ranmuir, are you finally willing to come back? Is the Great Stone Hall comfortable, and are you used to sitting on the Beast Bone Throne? I already knew you were going to rebel, I think you ......"

Lanmuir calmly put his arms around the dim neck, raised his face on tiptoe, and stopped the demon king's voice with a kiss.

Dim Flare was really in a trance for a few seconds, but soon pushed the Holy Monarch away, and became even more furious: "Lanmuir!! ”

Lanmuir sighed: "My king, no one wants to deliberately lock you up. It's you who refuse to recuperate, and you go out to fight with others, and I'm about to die, what else can I do? ”

Faint shook the chain on his wrist: "So that's your solution, huh?" Lock me up!? ”

Lanmuir didn't really want that. But when you are used to being tyrannical, it is useless for others to speak well and persuade you. As for arranging guards, it is even more impossible, with a huge royal court, who dares to stop the demon king?

Come to think of it, it seems that there is no simpler and more effective way than to lock it up.

This can make the demon king angry. Even if the length of the chains had been carefully measured, as long as he was willing to stay in the palace, his movements would never be restricted—but how could he stand it?

At this time, spring returns to the earth, the glacial lakes below the mountains of Frost Horn have thawed, and the hibernating beasts have begun to rejoice, which should be the most suitable time for hunting on horseback!

Lan Muir hurriedly coaxed: "Yes, yes, my king has been wronged, I know I know...... Endure it for another month, just a month, okay? ”

"In case of any injuries and illnesses that fall again, you don't know what it's like to be cured in the future."

As he spoke, his fingers ran up the back of his dim head, rubbing gently against the pair of broken horns. Once the left corner of the demon king was warm to the touch when it was not broken, but now both sides have become cold.

"Then why are you going out?" Dim Yao pulled Lan Muir's hand down hatefully, "You also went to the director of the Great Stone Hall for me, you're really ready to be a demon king, aren't you?" ”

Lan Muir was helpless: "Are you unreasonable? I'm going out and going out, and I'm not going to fight with any demon clan halfway......"

Dusk didn't listen at all. He bit down viciously on the side of Lanmuir's neck, only to feel that his current situation was extremely bad.

Think about it, a demon king, the demon breath in his blood has fallen silent, the freedom of action has been deprived, the power of the king has been taken away, and the vassals have not yet been one

One objected, and didn't even dare to come and visit him......

Isn't this the process of getting out of house arrest and seizing power!?

He might as well guard the Barrier Cliff!

What's the scariest part?

Faint and hateful thoughts: Obviously he has reached this situation, he actually just curses viciously for two sentences, and then complains aggrievedly for two sentences, so that human beings can coax him and touch him, and it will be like this!

Even, he was so angry that when he was locked up in the palace, he still couldn't help but do those things to take care of Lanmuir.

When the attendant had been driven away, he baked the flint stove with his own hands, made the bed soft, boiled it with medicine to nourish his body, and then lay down boredly by the window and waited for Ranmuir to return......

This! Calculate! Miscellaneous! Whatever!

Lanmuir was still gently persuading: "Okay, okay, let go, it will hurt to bite me again." ()”

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The Demon King drooped his tail in frustration and reluctantly loosened the strength of his teeth.

Forget it, he knew he was done anyway.

It's useless to fight, surrender.

"Thank you, my king."

Lanmuir smiled at him, his eyelashes flickering, bright and moving. In the dim eyes, it is hateful...... And cute.

……

On this night, Dusk Yao and Lanmuir sat side by side under the window, looking at the round moon, and each drank their own medicine.

The Demon King poked the edge of the medicine bowl with his index finger and hummed, "This is the rotation of feng shui." I locked you up in the palace back then, and now it's your turn to be locked up. ”

Lanmuir was helpless: "It's not the same thing to say everything......"

Dizzy: "I look like the same thing anyway." ”

"Yes, I know," Ranmuir began to say nice things to him again, "and my king locked me up to protect me. ”

"If you hadn't kept me in your palace, I wouldn't have known which demon clan I was caught by to play with as a toy."

Even after taking a bath and lying on the bed, Dusk still deliberately turned his back to Lan Muir.

But he will use his scaly tail to inadvertently sweep the soles of his lover's feet and test the other's body temperature. If it feels cold, you have to get out of bed and add two more flints to the stove.

Actually, I wasn't so angry.

Dim thoughts.

Rather than "locked up by Ranmuir", the reason for his grievance seems to be more because "Ranmuir locks him up every day."

Go out on your own in the palace".

It was only after all that he had gone through that he couldn't stand the time when he couldn't see Lanmuir in his sight.

"My king."

Suddenly, Lanmuir moved up to him wrapped in a quilt and whispered, "Don't be angry, Dimmy. Promise me to recuperate, I won't lock you up, okay? ”

Dusk: "Hmph. ”

Ranmuir said, "Otherwise, how about we go outside in two days?" ”

Go outside!

The dim face instantly lit up.

But he immediately pinched his palm. No, you can't be very excited, isn't this just a stick for a sweet date!

"Not unusual." Faint hateful.

"But I heard the young king say today that the ice and snow under the mountain have melted. It's the first spring of the abyss, don't you really want to see it? ”

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"Don't you go? Really not going? The weather has been warm recently, so if you don't go this time, you won't be allowed to go in the rainy season, won't you regret it then? ”

“……”

Dim Yao turned his head slowly, gritting his teeth: "Lanmuir, sometimes, I really feel ......"

"You're more like a so-called demon!"

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Two days later, while scolding, Dim Yao personally put on soft armor and tied his robe.

…… They came out anyway.

When he was dragged to the wildebeest by the faint, Lanmuir also quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

He really didn't dare to keep the demon king locked up all the time, Lan Muir knew in his heart that he had been used to living a quiet life in the temple since he was a child, and it was a daily routine to be alone in the ashram. When he was locked in the palace by Faint, the source of his pain was always the abyss itself, not the restriction of his own movements.

But the dim is different, this is a demon who can't be idle by nature. Lan Muir really wanted to use a little coercion to make Faint Yao recuperate, but he was really afraid that the Demon King would be depressed......

The Demon King and the Holy King rode together and came to the wilderness.

From a distance, the warriors of the royal court had already gathered there, and the demons had already changed into light clothes, and many of them even directly exposed their upper bodies, covering their bodies only with scales.

They were red-faced, carrying bows and arrows and quivers, spears and knives in their hands, shouting and shouting, and the atmosphere was already in full swing.

"My king!" "Lord Lanmuir!"

When I saw them with sharp eyes, my voices were connected.

Lanmuir looked back at the faint and chuckled: "This year's spring hunt, everyone is still so enthusiastic. ”

In the abyss, every time the harsh winter leaves, a large number of demons will enter the mountain.

Bad demons and some weak mortal demons roam the mountains to hunt wild beasts, trying to obtain precious meat, as well as gathering mushrooms and mountain fruits.

And for the more powerful mortals and demons, who were often warriors or even generals of the tribe, the spring hunt was a time to boast of their prowess.

Modo braided her red hair into two thick braids, and shook her long whip with a hippie smile: "Boys, today I want you to see how powerful Lord Modo is!" ”

Asain: "...... Don't lose my king today, even if you're powerful. ”

Tianpo rode a wildebeest at the front of the queue, she pulled the reins, and shouted excitedly, "My king is here, go, let's go into the mountain!" ”

"Drive!"

"Drive-"

When everything is sunny, it is natural to be lively.

Overhead, there is an endless blue sky, only a few pale white clouds, and the field of vision is wide, which is the most suitable weather for hunting.

The wildebeest of the royal court galloped against the spring breeze, and the demons chose a remote path, unwilling to let the flames from the four hooves of the demonic beast burn the new grass sprouts.

Modo opened his throat and shouted, "My king! What are the rewards for this year's top prize? ”

"Well, now I think of looking for your king?"

Di Yao laughed and scolded, and shouted back in the wind: "The Demon King is under house arrest by the Holy Monarch, and Lord Lanmuir, who is looking for you, will be rewarded!" ”

The demons roared: "Lord Lanmuir! ”

Lanmuir laughed, put his hands to his lips, and shouted, "But I am so poor that only my king is left!" No, I can't give it to you—"

Immediately laughed again.

The warriors under the command of the Demon King have never fought so easily. Today, it's rare that no one cares about the number of respects and humilities, just joke to their heart's content.

And so, after another quarter of an hour of running wildebeest, Dim whispered to Ranmuir's ear, "We will not go with them later." ”

Lanmuir looked back in surprise: "What? ”

This guy was obviously pretending just now, looking like he was going to watch his subordinates and soldiers show off his skills today, why did he change his face?

Dizzy squinted, and said quietly: "You definitely won't let me go hunting demonic beasts, tell me to watch them lively, don't you starve me to death?" ”

Lanmuir whispered, "But, where are we going?" ”

Dusk: "Take you to a good place." It's a little far, but don't worry, you'll love it. ”

Now Lanmuir was curious, what other "good places" did he not know?

"So," Ranmuir hesitated, "I'm going to talk to a few of the adults and get some more guards?" ”

"No," said Twilight with a mysterious expression, "it won't be interesting if there can't be a guard." That's the place where the two of us can go. ”！

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