At the beginning of the lanterns, the night is light and gentle, and the colorful clothes are full of confusion and gradually enter the eyes.

The night view of Luoyang City looks so drunk and intoxicating from the air. It's just, why, so many forbidden soldiers patrolling in this prosperous scene, and searching from house to house, is it ...... A suspect on the run?

"Why are there so many forbidden soldiers in Luoyang City today?" Zhao Hehuan finally couldn't help but ask. It can't be that something is happening in the palace, right?

"It is said that ...... It's the loss of a lady in the palace. The tone of the golden silk mask was neither salty nor light, and Zhao Hehuan couldn't hear anything strange.

Zhao Hehuan volleyed in the air and passed by a group of forbidden soldiers who were searching the Qinglou, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart, could it be that he dared to have a private palace lady in the Qinglou? This lady is so angry, it is worth sending so many forbidden soldiers, and it is not easy to think about the identity, right......

"Ladies and gentlemen, what kind of wind is blowing today, blowing you all here?" The old bustard knew that this group of forbidden soldiers was not here to have fun, but he was afraid of disturbing the interest of the dignitaries who came to find fun, so he had to block it.

"Get out of the way, are you looking for death?" the official led by the leader drew his sword and laid it in front of the old bustard.

The old bustard was so frightened that his legs began to tremble and soften, and the towel in his hand trembled so much that he didn't even dare to make another sound.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has ordered the whole city to search for the rebel thieves in southern Xinjiang! If there are those who disobey, there will be no forgiveness!" the official led by the leader shouted loudly, and the sword in his hand was raised high above his head.

For a while, the panicked screams of rouge gouache in the green building, mixed with the sound of tables and chairs falling to the ground, and the sound of collisions, seemed harsh.

Didn't you say that you lost your mother in the palace? How did you become a chaotic minister and thief?

"Wait. Zhao Hehuan suspiciously pulled the demon lord who was about to fly away with her.

"Huh?" The Demon Lord took Zhao Hehuan and landed on the eaves with a light step, and spread a circle of light around the two of them, which seemed to be a trick.

"It looks like it's going to be very lively...... Hehehehe......" Zhao Hehuan smiled humbly, and at a glance, he knew that he was definitely not here to join in the fun.

"If you stay, you'll regret it. The Demon Lord looked like he didn't care about her real purpose, just a faint sentence, as if telling Zhao Hehuan an established fact.

Regret?

Before Zhao Hehuan could react, he saw a bearded man slapping the table, glaring angrily, full of alcohol, pointing at the official led by him, and said: "Disturb your grandfather's Yaxing, believe it or not, I will take your head?"

Zhao Hehuan opened his mouth wide in surprise, it turned out to be the bold man who met in Pingshui at the small restaurant that day!

Zhao Hehuan just wanted to scream, but was covered by the Demon Lord's big hand.

Her warm lips were tightly pressed against the cold palm of the Demon Lord, and a tingling sensation instantly spread from her hot and humid lips to Zhao Hehuan's ten fingertips! She felt the slight touch of the owner of the hand, and then tightened her lips, and a domineering and gentle feeling came to her with the strength of her hand! She dilated her pupils in surprise, suppressed the panic in her heart, and a feeling of suffocation instantly spread all over her heart!

"Don't make a sound. The Demon Lord's low, magnetic voice sounded wet in her ears.

Zhao Hehuan seemed to be bewitched, suppressed the panic around him, and nodded slightly. Only then did the Demon Lord let go of his hand, which had been covered by Zhao Hehuan's lips, and put it behind him, with a complicated expression in his eyes.

"General Saichi, are you going to take my head with you?" A familiar voice came, Zhao Hehuan looked down from the crack in the tile, and was excited to find that it was Zhanxuan!

Before she could say the word "exhibition," she was gagged by the Demon Monarch again! Only this time, the Demon Monarch used ...... Mouth!

Zhao Hehuan stared at the masked man in front of him with wide eyes, and his hot and wet lips just lightly touched her lips, but there was a vague numb feeling wandering around his lips, which made Zhao Hehuan's heart go crazy. His broad chest suffocated Zhao Hehuan for a while, and the sound of heavy breathing mixed with wet and wet heat rushed to his face, which was uncomfortable and numb on Zhao Hehuan's face.

Zhao Hehuan was stunned there, this is after Mo Tian, she was kissed by a man again! I don't know what this man looks like and what he calls it! And it was to gag her mouth!

At that moment, Zhao Hehuan heard the world in her heart "boom!" and collapsed! How unlucky she was!

"Smack!" a resounding slap slap slaped the Demon Lord's ...... On top of the mask.

"Ahh Why...... Forgot he's wearing a mask?!

The Demon Lord looked at Zhao Hehuan's reaction, and there was a rare smile without scruples in his eyes, but it turned into a cold slaughter, and the woman in front of him was in trouble.

Sure enough, Zhan Xuan's Xuanyu Sword pointed straight up, flew out through the roof, and saw the rubble falling one after another, shattering to the ground.

"Who?" Zhan Xuan pointed his sword in the direction where the sound came from, if he heard it correctly, the owner of the voice was Hehuan!

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, the Demon Lord laughed lightly: "I have heard for a long time that His Royal Highness the Prince's Xuanyu Sword is an artifact in the world, and now that I see it, it really deserves its reputation." Then the obstacle was removed.

Zhao Hehuan appeared in front of Zhan Xuan! It's just that her waist was still tightly hugged by the Demon Lord, and her head was also resting on the Demon Lord's chest, and her posture was extremely ambiguous.

Seeing this, Zhan Xuan couldn't help but feel angry, and pointed his sword at the Demon Lord, and scolded coldly: "Who are you? Why are you with Hehuan?"

"The grass people just heard that they lost their seats in the palace...... Niangniang, just come to return it, and have no other intentions. A hint of coldness flashed in the Demon Lord's eyes, but his words were very polite.

Mother, return it, do you ......

Zhao Hehuan looked at the current situation with a headache, what the hell is going on? Isn't Zhanxuan as good as Longyang? Could it be ...... What he likes is actually the man with the gold mask in front of him?

The two couldn't see each other and fall in love because of their identity and gender, so the man in the golden silk mask would rather gag his mouth than let Zhan Xuan find him, and Zhan Xuan was jealous when he saw him with him.

So, during the confrontation between Zhanxuan and the Demon Lord, Zhao Hehuan had already made up a sadomasochistic love story with tears in her mind, so that she looked at the two "lovers" in front of her who were falling in love and killing each other with a sad face.

The two of them didn't know what Zhao Hehuan was thinking.

Zhan Xuan didn't believe that the masked man in front of him was here to return the mother, he only saw that the man in the golden silk mask intended to mistreat Zhao Hehuan!

And the Demon Lord only frowned slightly, as if he had some scruples, but he just flew backwards to avoid dozens of meters away, and he had no intention of fighting Zhanxuan.

Zhan Xuan couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart when he saw that the Demon Monarch's body was brisk, but he didn't show his sword for a long time. Who is this person?

And at this moment, Zhao Hehuan suddenly felt that his back was gently pushed by a force, and he screamed and rolled down the eaves with a scream!

Zhan Xuan heard Zhao Hehuan's scream, and when he saw that Zhao Hehuan was about to fall off the eaves, he didn't care about anything else, and flew away to catch Zhao Hehuan!

"Smack!" There was a crisp sound, and the hidden weapon was hit by a stone with unmistakable accuracy and fell! A figure shook into the night.

The Demon Lord watched this scene from afar, a dangerous smile with deep meaning in his eyes, and turned to leave.

And Zhan Xuan, who was struggling to save Zhao Hehuan, obviously didn't know anything about all this, and didn't even know that the moment he turned around and ran towards Zhao Hehuan, he almost died in Huangquan, if it weren't for the sudden stone!

At the moment when Zhan Xuan's hand was about to pull to the corner of Zhao Hehuan's clothes, a pair of big hands caught Zhao Hehuan's figure that landed quickly, and it fell suddenly, like a shock!

The dark clothes are raised with the wind and the perfect arc of good-looking, the long hair falls casually, and the hairpin on the top is lightly worn, and the tassel is a fairy spirit. It is still the beautiful lips and charming corners of the eyes, just like the rose petals that fell to the ground in Huaqing Pond, where the water waves, it is full of style.

Zhao Hehuan was stunned to be held in Mo Tian's broad and powerful arms, and her eyes were turning with brilliant colors looking at the picturesque man in front of her, everything was so beautiful that it seemed to be a beautiful dream that was about to wake up.

"Mo Tian......" Zhao Hehuan felt that the name he called out was actually a little soft, and he couldn't help but turn his head away in shame.

Mo Tian took Zhao Hehuan's shyness in his eyes, and fell lightly, a good-looking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he hummed lowly: "Huh?"

Zhao Hehuan felt that this "um" was very useful to her, and when her cheeks were crimson, she wanted to ask, "Mo Tian, why are you here?" but when it came to her mouth, it became a sentence: "Mo Tian, why did you come to ......"

Zhao Hehuan saw Mo Tian's surprised expression before he reacted to what he was saying, and instantly wanted to find a hole to bury himself. She blushed, but she could only bury her head in Mo Tian's arms, well, it was so hot.

I only heard Mo Tian's low smile, her warm hand stroked her hair, and a beautiful and charming voice sounded in Zhao Hehuan's ears: "It seems to be ...... I'm late. ”

Zhao Hehuan hid in Mo Tian's arms, his face was red and white for a while, and he hated that he had to come out to see people and kept hiding.

"Hehuan, don't rub around, it's a little ...... Itchy. Mo Tian was quite embarrassed and seemed to say something deliberately.

Zhao Hehuan immediately covered his face and jumped out of Mo Tian's arms, and ran out of the Qinglou compound with a shy, fanning his already hot and red face with his hand as he walked.

Today's year is not good!

Zhan Xuan stood lonely in place, the Xuanyu Sword in his hand hung down heavily, looking at the direction where Zhao Hehuan and Mo Tian had gone, and his eyes fell on loneliness.

The fallen leaves swept by, and the coolness hovered over the ground.

Not far away, Yao'er stood around the corner in a daze, looking at Zhanxuan's lonely back in a daze, tears filling her eyes. She opened her lips slightly, wanting to say something, but in the end she just bit her lower lip, and a tear finally fell......

"Looks like you're right. ”