The sun is so warm, the wind is so gentle, and even the fragrance of the grass makes people feel intoxicated.

A transparent cape that glows in the sun.

After the demon put on the transparent cloak, his entire body quickly hidden.

Like a chameleon, the colors around the body blend in with the environment.

It's like the ubiquitous air, which can be perceived clearly, but it can't be easily seen, and with Yuan Yiyi's cultivation, he can't see anything at all.

In front of him was a vast land, with winding mountains and a pale blue sky.

Climb the stairs one by one, and the white mist obscures the road ahead.

Yuan Yiyi finally sensed that something was wrong, and the movement of the demon just putting on the cloak was so skillful, as if it had been repeated thousands of times.

I see, and the doubts in my heart suddenly became clear.

"Demon, why don't you put on your cloak and go to see the White Devil?"

Could it be that he put on a cloak and quietly went to visit the White Devil, and wanted to tell a little girl who didn't know what feelings were?

It can't be, it's impossible.

The demon pretended not to understand Yuan Yiyi's question, and changed the topic with a haha.

"Well, we'll see the White Devil soon now. ”

The demon's eyes flickered slightly, because he didn't look at Yuan Yiyi because of his weak heart, and he forgot that he was now invisible, and no one could find his figure at all.

The fluttering robe, hunting in the breeze, with a touch of natural casualness and ease.

Yuan Yiyi heard the demon's somewhat uncomfortable words, and his heart was slightly clear, and he smiled lightly, no longer asking the bottom of the matter.

On the edge of the pale realm there was a snow-white figure, a white figure, like spotless jasmine in the bright sun.

At that moment, Yuan Yiyi finally discovered the true secret of the magic cultivation of jasmine.

"By the way, when you see the White Devil in a while, don't say I'll come with you. Otherwise, she shouldn't be happy. ”

The demon saw the familiar figure in the distance, and his eyes were slightly moist from excitement.

However, it's good to hide, so it won't be discovered by anyone.

Yuan Yiyi floated in mid-air, but his eyes were unconsciously attracted by the white devil in the distance.

The snow-white figure, the light and elegant room reveals a dusty temperament, surrounded by pale mist, it looks hazy and psychedelic.

The wide cuffs have already been gently lowered, vaguely revealing the fingertips like green and white jade.

That ethereal and elegant posture is indeed unforgettable, and it is no wonder that the demon has been obsessed with it after such a long time of refusal.

Yuan Yiyi sighed in his heart, and his lively and cheerful voice was full of familiar straightforwardness.

"I see, you seem to have suddenly become verbose today. ”

The demon said as he spoke, but he couldn't help but laugh.

"It's as if you don't talk much, maybe it's because you're in a good mood, hahaha!"

The two demons laughed and walked towards the Pale Realm, and when they approached the edge of the Pale Realm, they could immediately clearly see the distance of the White Devil's face, but the demons suddenly fell silent and refused to say a word.

"Demon, why don't you speak?"

The demon whispered in a hurry, and the voice was warm and weak, like the faintest mosquito call.

"I've said it all, don't mention me, don't let the White Devil find me. ”

A playful smile slipped across Yuan Yiyi's mouth, and he agreed with a beaming expression.

"Yes, yes!"

The White Devil stood on the edge of the Pale Realm, his expression a little solemn and solemn, and he looked even more difficult to touch.

Only the little black ball was attached to the white devil's shoulder, with a comfortable and trusting expression on his face, unaware that his real master was actually Yuan Yiyi.

The demons in the house no longer spoke, and the very obvious demon breath in the air was completely hidden.

Yuan Yiyi's mind moved, and suddenly he had a new consideration.

The white devil has a deep mind, his temper is not very good, he is indifferent and elegant, he doesn't care about himself at all, is it really torturous to be by her side like this.

Since the demon likes the white devil, it is better to create a good opportunity for them.

Yuan Yiyi floated in mid-air, his arm stretched out slightly, dragged the sticky little black ball to his side, put it in the palm of his hand, and his calm voice was two points of nonchalant.

"White Devil, let's go, maybe we can play more in the human world in a while. Demon, don't you say?"

As if forgetting the demon's entrustment, Yuan Yiyi confessed to the demon's side after saying a word of progress.

The white devil's somewhat melancholy expression suddenly became a little sharper, and the gentleness and calmness on his face were slightly loosened at this moment.

In those elegant eyes, there was still a trace of reluctance and apology hidden in the world, and inexplicable emotions lingered around the white devil.

"Yuan Yiyi, is the demon there? But I didn't see him. ”

The demon listened to Yuan Yiyi's words, and was anxious on the side.

finally approached the white devil easily, but it was destroyed by Yuan Yiyi one by one.

It's over, it's over, and when she was discovered by the White Devil, she definitely had no way to continue to follow her.

With that indifferent and cold temperament, he will definitely drive himself back to the castle without saving face.

No, you can't talk anyway.

No, you can't let the White Devil find out.

yes, don't talk anyway.

The demon stared at Yuan Yi one by one, dissatisfied and complaining, radiating from his cold and self-contained eyes, with careful pity and innocent colors.

Because Yuan Yiyi couldn't see the demon, he naturally couldn't find the colorful expressions on his face.

Slightly proud in his heart, Yuan Yiyi suddenly felt that he was quite witty, smiled mischievously, and his clear single-line voice carried a sense of excitement at this moment.

"yes, of course he's here. White Devil, you don't know how much he likes you. Knowing that you plan to leave the demons, your face is full of worry, and you have to come along. ”

Before the white devil could say anything, the warm and unworldly voice couldn't wait to sound.

was told the central matter by Yuan Yiyi, and the demon was obviously a little annoyed and angry, and even became angry.

The elegance and casualness that has always been completely absent at this moment.

The nervous voice sounds a little straightforward and cute.

"What are you talking about? Yuan Yiyi, you are quiet, you are not allowed to speak!"

Although the demon kept retorting, his overly excited voice revealed his truest attitude and most precious feelings.

There was a shy red glow on the white devil's face, and he lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the ground.

Those cold eyes had a hint of contemplation.

Perhaps, this trip to the human world is indeed a good time to explain it.

The cold and elegant White Devil has not yet noticed that the ice cube in his heart has actually been melted away unconsciously.

And the source of that warmth is the demon who is silent but always silently dedicated in front of him.

The goal was achieved, Yuan Yiyi was happy in his heart, but he was serious on his face.

Even because of the devil's nagging and counting, some reluctantly pursed his mouth slightly, and his clear voice was coquettish.

The seemingly casual words turned into sharp pyramids and struck on the armor of the demon that seemed to have no gaps.

"If you don't speak, you don't speak. Anyway, demon, I basically can't see you angry. I'm just stating the facts, what do you have to be angry about, or rather, you're actually being shy?"

The position of the heart, the moment he saw the white devil, kept jumping.

Feelings, it's really a thing that can't be deceived.

Whether it is for people, demons, or immortals, the essence of feelings is the same, and nothing will ever change.

Silence counts as acquiescence, and neither demon speaks.

Speaking of which, it will be more natural to get along.

Yuan Yi slapped his palms one by one, not feeling that he was an eyesore or troublesome, and had a little pride, and quickly drifted towards the human world.