"Situ Ming!

Yao'er's indignant roar shook the hall with echoes......

Stuart ...... You bastard...... Bastard...... Egg......

Situ Ming pinched his fingers in disgust and lifted the rags covering his beautiful face, let go, and flew out for a long time.

"Madam, ahem, there are outsiders here, it's better to leave some affection for your husband, don't you say?" Situ Ming leaned against Yao'er's waist cheaply, and there was a secret autumn wave between his eyebrows, which caused Yao'er to vomit exaggeratedly.

"Since there is one more happy event in the house, the old man is also very pleased, and there must be no need to go to the willow folding place. It's also a little tired today, so the old man will go back to the Cloud Pavilion first. Seven delays, good students are looking forward to the big happy event on the second day of the next month. After the old farmer finished speaking, he left in a good mood with the support of a group of people.

Only Yao'er, Situ Ming, Zhao Hehuan, Mo Tian and Demon Zun were left in the side hall.

"The Venerable Lord is here, but it's for Sister Lan'er?" Situ Ming explained the meaning of the Demon Venerable with a word.

Seeing that Zhao Hehuan and Mo Tian were fine, Demon Venerable nodded sincerely.

Sister Lan'er, when did this nerd have another sister?

Yao'er obviously glanced at the Demon Venerable with some dissatisfaction.

Zhao Hehuan knew who this Lan'er was, and he wanted to inherit the kindness of others at the beginning, and he got a silk ice coat, so he would not forget it.

"Sister Lan'er...... It's this ...... The Lord's sister, right?" Zhao Hehuan was afraid that Yao'er would be jealous, so he explained awkwardly.

Seeing that Zhao Hehuan mentioned himself, Demon Venerable glanced back at Zhao Hehuan, stared at her for a long time, thinking that this woman who had no conscience remembered that day, and he rescued her from the hands of hooligans and brought her back to the Blood Destroying Peak?

Not only that, but she also threw up herself and occupied her bed all night?

"Exactly. Good memory. Demon Venerable sighed meaningfully.

"Oh, Hehuan, do you know the princess of the demon world?" Mo Tian was so smart, he guessed what the reason must be for this, nine times out of ten, it was inseparable from the natural enemy in front of him.

Yao'er and Situ Ming also looked at Zhao Hehuan with a curious expression, how could she know Princess Lan'er of the Demon Realm? Could it be that she had been to the Blood Destroying Peak?

"Hehehe...... It's just a one-sided relationship...... ......"Zhao Hehuan originally wanted to enlighten Yao'er, but he was thought of getting on fire, but he stared at him with two hot eyes.

It's almost baked......

"Huh, one-sided?" the Demon Lord sneered, it turned out that he was in her heart, just this light weight.

"Hehuan, what's going on?" Mo Tian's eyebrows were a little frowned, he didn't want Hehuan to have anything to do with this person, but, if something really happened, he wouldn't marry Zhao Hehuan.

"Okay, okay!" Zhao Hehuan saw that he couldn't dodge, so he had to break the jar, spread his hands, closed his eyes, and said: "That day, I was drunk and molested by a few hooligans, and he rescued me back to the Blood Destroying Peak." I threw up, fell asleep, and stayed overnight. It was Princess Lan'er who gave me clothes......"

Stayed overnight, fell asleep, gave clothes, and what about the original clothes?

The incredible eyes of Yao'er and Situ Ming looked at the masked Demon Venerable very ambiguously.

"Not only that, but it also threw up me and took my bed for a night. The Demon Venerable said this without any waves.

Mo Tian's face was already a very ugly pork liver color.

The eyes of Yao'er and Situ Ming looked at Zhao Hehuan with a panicked face again!

These two people, what the hell is going on!?

Mo Tian put his hands behind his back, his face was pale, but he didn't say a word.

He was waiting for an explanation from Zhao Hehuan.

Zhao Hehuan stared at the hateful Demon Venerable viciously, did he have to be reconciled to have anything to do with me?

"On that day, you and I knew very well that I had nothing to do with you. Zhao Hehuan's clear eyes did not contain a trace of emotion.

The Demon Lord looked at Zhao Hehuan, and his eyes dimmed.

Sure enough, I have "nothing to do with it" to you.

"Is it enough? Is it what you, the lord of the demon realm, should do to tease the innocence of a daughter's family like this?" Mo Tian was already angry, and his iceberg-like face was already full of murderous intent.

It is also a matter involving Zhao Hehuan that makes Mo Tian so angry......

"What? Mo Shaoxia wants to fight with the deity?" Demon Venerable provocatively sacrificed the Blood Shura.

A blood-black murderous aura was already surrounding the amber hilt, and the fire dragon contained in it had already swallowed fireworks, wanting to break out!

However, Mo Tian just glanced at the Demon Venerable with contempt, gently took Zhao Hehuan's hand, and said softly and forcefully, in a low and powerful voice: "Hehuan, let's go." ”

After speaking, Mo Tian pulled Zhao Hehuan to the side hall without looking back.

"Stop, don't you want to compete with the deity?" After being ignored nakedly, the Demon Venerable became angry and roared.

"You don't deserve it. ”

Mo Tian just said lightly.

Zhao Hehuan felt the temperature from Mo Tian's palm, a little icy, but very warm, like a spring willow blowing across the river, and a deep and shallow ripple in her heart lake.

Demon Venerable looked at Zhao Hehuan's back as he followed Mo Tian away, and the blood-black light on the Blood Shura became more and more reunited with anger, illuminating the entire side hall into red.

However, for some reason, the light of the Blood Shura gradually dispersed when it reached its extreme, and it was slowly incorporated into the cuffs by the Demon Venerable, silent, silent.

Zhao Hehuan, am I so unbearable in your eyes?

I let go of the demeanor of a man, just to get your attention for a while, even if it was hate, but in the end I got "nothing to do with it"......

Is it a cocoon?

Outside the hall, Mo Tian grabbed Zhao Hehuan's hand tightly, without saying a word, but he was terribly silent.

Zhao Hehuan followed Mo Tian step by step, for some reason, there was a feeling that he had done something wrong, as if the red apricot was out of the wall?

Zhao Hehuan was taken aback by this idea of his own, and shook his little head desperately, this, not together yet, why, did he acquiesce to his status?

"You, what are you doing?" Mo Tian saw Zhao Hehuan shaking his head in a daze, and he was still angry in his heart, but he felt a burst of amusement, and it disappeared.

It seems that she really has a magical ability to make her mood fall off a cliff and soar into the clouds in a cup of tea.

"Me?" Zhao Hehuan looked at Mo Tian blankly, pointing to his chin, his eyes seemed to have stars falling, simple and beautiful.

"Alas......" Mo Tian sighed helplessly, stretched out his hand and hugged Zhao Hehuan in his arms, and was silent tightly.

"Zhao Hehuan, if you really spend the night with him, I will also identify you. Do you understand?"

Mo Tian's firm and gentle voice brushed her ears, leaving a throbbing that echoed throughout her life.

I also identified you, do you understand?

Zhao Hehuan pressed against Mo Tian's warm and broad chest, listened to the sound of his heart beating hot, slowly closed his eyes, spit out Qinglan, and replied lightly: "Understood." ”

Inside the side hall.

"Your Excellency, are you alright?"

Situ Ming saw that Demon Venerable's eyes were a little erratic, so he shook his hand in front of his eyes, looking like a conjuring spirit.

"Fortunately, the tired young master is hanging. ”

Demon Venerable's face returned to his usual ways, and he said what he needed to say and do what he had to do.

It's just that even Yao'er can see that the heart of the Demon Venerable seems to be vacant.

"It's strange that I'm talking about you. If you like it, you can grab it, what's the use of being ridiculed here, and then being sad?

Yao'er grabbed a fruit casually and gnawed it in her mouth, one foot forked on the stool and chair, gnawed on the fruit and puffed out her cheeks, and said unceremoniously to the Demon Venerable.

"Yao'er, don't be rude. Situ Ming pulled Yao'er and signaled not to continue.

"I'm not wrong, why are you pulling me?" The juice in Yao'er's mouth mixed with saliva sprayed Situ Ming's face.

Situ Ming had to reach out and wipe his face, flick his sleeves, and glance at Yao'er resentfully.

"You're not wrong, it's just that in this world, some love is sweet and has an ending. And, some, destined to be just fateless, and even, you have to dig your heart and go on, and you can't see the end. ”

When the Demon Venerable said this, he was as ethereal as air, and his sorrow was as dust.

"In this world, is there such a stupid person?digging out his heart and going on, just for an end that he can't see?"

Mozun picked up a pink cherry blossom petal on the table, it was Yao'er's favorite flower, it seemed that Situ Ming didn't know how many years he had loved this Yao'er.

"Yes, in this world, there are really such stupid people who dig out their hearts and lie to themselves for an invisible end. I lie to myself all day long, maybe the person in front of me loves me, and I can't remember the past, forever, only by my side. ”

The petals, slipped through the fingers of the Demon Venerable, swirling into a burst of sorrow, or rather, a chess piece.

"Am I right, young master?" Demon Venerable raised his eyes and looked at Situ Ming.

"Smack!"

The fruit in Yao'er's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and his distracted eyes also looked at Situ Ming.

Situ Ming's face was already terrifyingly pale, fine beads of sweat were oozing from his forehead, his brows were tightly locked, and he looked at this lord with some resentment, his eyes were desperate, mixed with fear, and he clenched his fists.

"Zhixuan, you go out first, go to grandpa to help me see if the old man is asleep, I'll come to you later. ”

Yao'er had never seen Situ Ming's calm and frightening posture, and for a moment she was a little overwhelmed, so she stumbled out and almost stumbled on the threshold.

Situ Ming watched Yao'er walk away, and only then did he pull through the placket of the Demon Venerable's clothes, full of anger, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "What do you want to do?"

The Demon Venerable didn't fight back, but just said lightly: "Cure Lan'er." Help me get the Kunlun Mirror. ”

In the tone, there is no love.

"You're dreaming!" Situ Ming was almost crazy, pulling the hem of the Demon Venerable's clothes and lifting his feet off the ground.

"The young lord can answer me three days later. I'm not in a hurry. It's just that, young master, don't forget, if the envoy of Yao'er knew that although you healed her, you also made her drink the medicine of losing her memory. Young Master thinks, will the special envoy of Yao'er still marry you on the second day of the next month?"

The devil! This man is the devil! For the sake of the purpose! He can do this! It turns out that many years ago, he had already laid out the game! Now, he just showed this hole card to himself! Let himself be with him!

Situ Ming threw the Demon Venerable to the ground heavily, and said with a smile: "I thought that you still have half of your humanity, so you won't attack the people around you!"

"Oh, human nature? I pity other people, who will pity me? Pity my dead father! Pity my loyal and courageous demon soldiers! Pity my sick sister who has been displaced from the upheaval!!!

The Demon Venerable's crazy voice erupted as if it had been a grudge for many years, and his eyes were already as angry red as fire.

"You, there is no help. You are the devil. I, I'd rather lose Yao'er than let you get the Kunlun Mirror, for the sake of harming the world. Situ Ming looked at this familiar stranger, his eyes were full of anger and indisputable resentment, mixed with meaningless pity.

"Yes! I'm hopeless! I'm a devil, and I'm not a human anymore! I can even do it to the woman I love, let alone someone else! Hahaha!!"

The poignant laughter penetrated Situ Ming's eardrums, and for a while, Situ Ming thought that he had heard it wrong!

He, even set up a game against Zhao Hehuan?

How can you give it? so cruel!

"What the hell have you done!" Situ Ming's clenched fists couldn't be controlled, and he trembled!

"What did I do? It doesn't matter what I did...... Importantly...... I know, you will definitely help me get the Kunlun Mirror......" The Demon Venerable who was lying on the ground wiped the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of blood.

"I won't!" high-pitched and powerful!

"You will. Because, I will spread the news that the envoy of the Vermilion Bird Pavilion is hiding in the home of Kunlun Mountain. Guess what, if the Vermilion Bird Pavilion knows, what will happen?" a wicked and eerie smile crossed the corners of his mouth.

"You're not going to die!"

A punch! Hit the Demon Venerable in the chest like Tarzan!

Blood, gushing out!

Turning around, it was Situ Ming's figure dressed in blue......

Stepping out of the side hall full of cherry blossoms......