Seeing Pei Zhenliu for a while, it can be seen that she is silent, with a posture of turning around to leave, Ming Zheng didn't have time to think about it, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he hurriedly pulled the person away, showing a flattering smile.

Pei Zhenliu stared at her.

Ming Zheng didn't know what to say, the left hand had already made a decision on her behalf, and the words turned in her heart. Anyway, she doesn't expect revenge, she can still play the emotional card, she pondered for a moment before speaking, "Daddy, I want you to accompany me more." ”

It's such a time, Pei Zhenliu still remembered that Ming Zheng woke up, and came to the door in person, he must have valued her very much. Thinking about it this way, the pain in front of her was nothing, and she lifted the corners of her mouth beautifully.

Pei Zhenliu: "........."

Ming Zheng was injured Pei Zhenliu's heart was very uncomfortable, not to mention a person, it was a flower branch of the Sanssouci Palace, which was personally found and destroyed, and he was so uncomfortable in his heart, this is related to his short-term psychology, and it has nothing to do with this person.

Besides, Ming Zheng is really soft, squeamish, and loves to cry and make trouble, but he knows current affairs more than most people.

"You're too weak. Pei Zhenliu frowned, stating a fact very objectively.

Ming Zheng was choked suddenly, and if he didn't accompany her, he was suddenly attacked personally

She was also very helpless, and even at this moment, she felt a trace of resentment in Pei Zhenliu's complex emotions, what is going on?

She is still a little bean ding, what can she do? Do you think that Xiao douding can be very powerful, witty and brave. Don't you think it's very abnormal?

Pei Zhenliu stared down at Ming Zheng, Ming Zheng's aggrieved wet eyes reminded him of a harmless animal, a little white rabbit whose claws had been smoothed out.

"It's so late, I didn't expect my dad to see me, I'm so touched. "Then you don't have to stay with me, it's so late, then you should go back and rest.

Ming Zheng saw that Pei Zhenliu was speechless, and her original confused words were swallowed into her stomach, and she wished that she hadn't said it, she said very hypocritically.

This is more hypocritical than Pei Zhenliu's sincerity, and Mingzheng is very hypocritical.

Pei Zhenliu said, "Then I will accompany you." ”

Mingzheng: "No, ........., she changed her mind.

Pei Zhenliu lit a few lamps in front of the case, and casually copied a scripture book from the lattice, five fingers pressed on the top, the fingertips of one hand slightly pressed the winding line on the side, and the handsome eyebrows and eyes looked like a book reading people under the light.

Ming Zheng dragged his cheeks, Pei Zhenliu read under the lamp, and his elegant appearance was like a literati, which made people have a dazzling charm.

Ming Zheng knew that he was just next to you, doing his own thing, so it wasn't certain who would accompany whom.

Ming Zheng looked at his focused eyebrows, and remembered one thing, he seemed to be able to remember all the books he had read, why was this?

Could it be that this is a natural scholar and a scumbag?

Alas, Xueba not only loves to learn, but also has a good memory, if Ming Zheng is really Pei Zhenliu's child, will he inherit his memory? Seriously, others say that Zheng looks like a young master, but she feels that she is not half a point like Pei Zhuliu, like a genuine version, compared to an ignorant and indiscriminate version...... Standard and top-of-the-line.

In fact, in the eyes of Ming Zheng, children all have almost round little eyes and similar face shapes, how can they not look like them. The people in this demon palace are really good at being people, and what kind of flattery is eighty percent, and if you play the autumn wind.

Ming Zheng found that Pei Zhenliu not only read the book completely, remembered it firmly, and remembered it quickly, but Pei Zhenliu's memory was really good, and he could basically remember what he had seen, just like a joke in his occasional sentence, when he mentioned it after a long time, Pei Zhenliu seemed to remember it vividly, and generally relayed it to Ming Zheng one by one.

Ming Zheng sighed that she was fortunate that she was not his enemy at the moment, and on the other hand, he sighed whether she would really be his child, the lost child on the shore of Daming Lake.

It's just that he thought too much, and Ming Zheng asked unconsciously. "Is memory innate?"

Pei Zhenliu couldn't see half of his emotions, but the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. said, "If you read too many books, your natural memory will be good, and you will never forget it." ”

In fact, this is all a lie, the so-called reading more books, Ming Zheng has experienced nine years of compulsory education, three years of college entrance examination and five years of simulation, and then come to college for four years to soak in the library every day, read every day to read and die reading life books are good, like in addition to reading books do not know what to do, when it comes to social and social experience, it is even more desperate to accept new knowledge while reading, and then while experiencing, what I didn't expect is. On the contrary, the brain is still a little bad when I read more for the first time, and I find that it is the same as dead reading, and Ming Zheng also has a forced memory, and it is also memorized according to his needs, but he has not endorsed it for a while, let alone a long speech, she can't even remember a few basic English words. Not to mention anything that is unforgettable, it does not exist.

Towards Shang Pei Zhenliu seemed to be very sincere, Ming Zheng was speechless for a while, maybe some people are born with good intentions, and some people are born with brains that are not very bright, and they need to be developed, as if they are in the factory stage, and they have not been updated. But I feel more motivated to work hard.

The candle flame was fluttering, Ming Zheng was drowsy, and he was in good spirits, and he also found a book to read, wrapped in a thick quilt and squatted in the corner.

Ming Zheng cautiously lifted her eyelids to look at him, in fact, she felt that reading in this dim light was not good for her eyes......

.........

When the fire was extinguished, Pei Zhenliu looked down at Ming Zheng, who was sleeping heavily, and then helped Ming Zheng cover the quilt, lifted his eyes, and then lifted it without any abnormality, turned around and left from outside the temple gate.

.........

Regarding Pei Lingling's matter, the young master naturally disdained to theorize in front of the demon lord, he originally wanted to solve it in person, but the demon lord actually came forward in person, and he couldn't refute it, so he waited and watched.

Early the next morning, Pei Zhenliu had already been invited to the main hall of the main hall.

When he arrived, the hall was already full of people.

Pei Zhenliu didn't care too much, lifted his eyelids lightly, and found a place to sit down.

After he came, for a while, everyone didn't dare to breathe, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

The duel between the two sides, as if since the return of Ming Zheng, a series of troubles and fuses have erupted.

The demon lord sat upright, his face that usually looked lively was tightened, and he couldn't see half of his emotions, so he only lifted his eyelids lightly and said to Pei Lingling, who was bowing his head below. "What else do you have to say. ”

The whole space was silent in an instant.

Pei Lingling had a secret hatred in her heart, and when she raised her head, there were bloodshot in her eyes. She didn't say that she didn't do it, after all, in front of everyone, she couldn't escape this charge. "Demon Lord, since the little young master is safe and sound now, will you let me kneel down and apologize?"

Pei Zhenliu didn't have any expression on his face, pulled his lips, and looked at Pei Lingling for a moment. "Do you mean that when people die, you will apologize?"

This is very interesting, Pei Lingling didn't dare to speak, because with Pei Zhenliu's virtue, he might really kill Mingzheng, let himself kneel down to apologize, or pay for his life with his life, this kind of crazy thing Pei Lingling didn't think Pei Zhenliu would do this. Although he ended Mingzheng's life like this, Pei Lingling could be regarded as having her wish, but according to his habit, he used his life to compensate Mingzheng, which seemed to be a bit of a loss. No matter how you calculate it, it is all the benefit of Pei Zhenliu.

If it weren't for her own hands, Pei Lingling would have mistakenly thought that Pei Zhenliu had made a bitter trick to lure you into the urn.

I remember the first few times I faced up, Pei Zhenliu looked at a person who was easy to talk, who knew that he would turn his face and turn his face, a person whose face did not change his color, was serious between talking and laughing, and killing was invisible. Pei Lingling suffered losses several times, but this time it did lead to her sense of crisis, and she had to strike first. It's a pity that Ming Zheng almost died, but I didn't expect Pei Zhenliu to leave a natal magic weapon on Ming Zheng.

Pei Lingling didn't expect him to attach so much importance to Ming Zheng, no wonder he wanted to recognize the person who returned to Ming Zheng's ancestors. Saying that it is not his own bloodline, how can Pei Zhenliu value it so much? It's just that he is a little crazy at such a young age, but he can't do anything.

When he was on the verge of death, Pei Zhenliu really rushed back, causing him to fall short.

If it is next time, there will be no next time, maybe he will be more strictly guarded, if he doesn't succeed once, it will be even more difficult to start in the future, but Pei Lingling can think of another way to deal with him, since he is so precious to Ming Zheng, he may be able to get a lot of benefits by arresting and threatening him in the future. Thinking like this, Pei Lingling felt a lot more comfortable in her heart, and her attitude was much gentler. The words spoken have a kind of softness, giving people a sense of bowing their heads.

The demon lord saw that Pei Lingling, who was indispensable, was so well-behaved, and remembered his Bai Yueguang, who values harmony, on the one hand, his son's person, and on the other hand, his youngest daughter who has been raising for ten years, naturally he is somewhat partial to the more affectionate one.

Seeing the expression of the demon lord, the left protector also guessed two points in his heart, so he got up and played a round.

Pei Zhenliu was noncommittal when he saw it. It's just that his eyes are a lot colder.

The demon lord only saw this look, whether he wanted to have an abacus in private, in order to dispel Pei Zhenliu's doubts, he had to suffer a little bit in his heart to be calm, otherwise it would be impossible to say. So he said to Pei Zhenliu: What else do you want?

"Since she also knows that she is wrong, it is better to throw her to the Northern Netherlands and let her enjoy the cold feeling too. ”

Pei Lingling's face froze, basically few people came out of that place alive, and it was a bit too much for him to do this, she looked up at the demon lord, although the demon lord was very fond of her, but she didn't protect the temperament of the demon lord, would she respond to this request.

The demon lord saw Pei Zhuliu holding on to it, and felt that something was unusual, the demon lord felt that it was time to put the demon beads on the agenda, he didn't care about it before, but now he found that Pei Zhuliu cared so much about this child of unknown origin, and he also had a faint sense of crisis in his heart.

The corners of the demon lord's eyes twitched slightly, and he turned his head to look at the smile, Pei Lingling, who was a little dim, was a little unbearable, but in front of Pei Zhuliu, he dared to say that he was too biased, maybe he had just left on his front foot, and after Pei Zhenliu went back, he immediately turned around and packed Pei Lingling and threw Pei Lingling into that place.

Pei Zhenliu has the exercises of the demon lord's wife's life, and the demon lord himself does not know how far he has cultivated now. In case Pei Zhuliu really killed Pei Lingling quietly, the demon lord would not dare to take this risk.

So the demon lord bowed slightly, and went down the steps. "That's up to you. ”

The demon lord thought that it would be better to throw Pei Lingling over and stay for a while to bring Pei Lingling back, which would be fair, so he nodded, his face softened, and agreed with the matter.

Pei Lingling's face turned pale, suppressed her strong resentment, and just raised her gaze leisurely, scanning the atmosphere in the hall and not daring to call out everyone, and finally fell on the body of the Zuo Protector. Zuo Protector has watched Pei Lingling grow up since he was a child, and he has a little bit of friendship, and he can't bear this matter, he just wanted to speak, but he met the cold eyes of the demon lord, and immediately tightened his mouth.

Pei Lingling probably guessed these endings in her heart, but she had never been so tired for a moment, Pei Lingling didn't want to listen to half a sentence, turned around directly, and walked away.

The demon lord had promised his mother to take care of her for the rest of his life, and would never let anyone hurt her in the slightest. The demon lord also agreed, but the family affection floating in the air was too fake, and her already weak sense of security was even more shaky, but she didn't say anything, and bit the corner of her lip deadly.

The demon lord saw Pei Lingling's back a little unbearable, and turned his head slightly, recalling that he was really smiling brightly and flamboyantly, looking at the people inside, and looking at Pei Zhenliu who was speechless, his heart swelled with joy.

Pei Zhuliu got his own answer, and he didn't stay long, just took a deep look at the demon lord.

Demon Lord: The "........." feelings have already depended on the two of them, and they are not human beings inside and out.

...............

Pei Zhenliu had nothing to do, so he went back to deal with political affairs, turned half of the book, and remembered that he still hadn't finished reading half of the book last night, and put it in the room in the side hall.

Pei Pillow Streamer turned slightly, I don't know this situation, Ming Zheng woke up, usually Ming Zheng prefers to sleep, wake up, and continue to sleep after eating something. What's the difference between this and a brown pig he used to raise with nothing to do?

Pei Zhuliu finally understood.

"Pig" is a pig, "宀" is a house, and the home is a pig in the house.........

As soon as his mind turned, he went in the direction of the side hall.

And Pei Zhenliu walked to the long steps, and the familiar voice sounded in front of him: "Daddy!"

Pei Zhenliu looked at the villain wrapped in a quilt, and ran out with a big grin without wearing Luo socks, and when the wind blew, there were two unknown liquids hanging on his nose.

Pei Zhuliu looked at her face, compared to the pale and red like carbon that she saw before, it was already a lot more normal.

Pei Zhenliu: "........." just looked a little cold.

After a long time, Pei Zhenliu put the Ming Zheng with the quilt and said slowly. "I left a few phantoms on your wrist, and when you have something in the future, drop a drop of blood on the black gas in your wrist, and you can call me. ”

There will be a next time???

Ming Zheng's eyes widened in horror, this matter is still endless.

Sure enough, being a young master is a high-risk profession, and if you come a few more times, you will be scared out of heart disease. But in a blink of an eye, Pei Zhenliu protected her so much, and she was at ease, after all, it was Pei Zhenliu who provoked the pot. But I thought again, it's good that he protected her, otherwise Pei Zhenliu would really take her back, no matter whether she lives or dies, it is possible for her to really die ten times. Not to mention being hacked, but it's very easy to find her a little unhappy, it's as easy as pinching an ant to death.

So after Ming Zheng figured this out, he looked at him with a grateful look, Pei Zhenliu looked down, and seemed to be a little disgusted, and slightly pursed the corners of his mouth. was about to open his mouth to teach Ming Zheng one or two, but for the sake of the seriousness of his illness this time, he saw that his eyes were gurgling like a deer, and he was a little pitiful, so he let her go.

It's not too late to teach Ming Zheng a good lesson, he is so timid, no wonder Pei Lingling, he wants to beat people. Because the law of survival here is that the weak eat the strong, and the strong place can't tolerate this kind of weak existence, if Ming Zheng stays by his side for a long time, it's okay, but I'm afraid that he will leave, Ming Zheng can't live on his own, and it's good for her to grow up by herself.

.........

Ming Zheng is a little bored, just got sick, sick again, this can't be eaten, that can't be eaten, every day the soup is sent to the water, and I want to go out all the time to fight the tooth sacrifice.

I thought about it too much, but I couldn't do anything at all, after all, Ah Shang was here, and she couldn't escape.

I heard that the day of his recognition of his ancestors and his return to his ancestors is set for next month, and for this ceremony, the public has been very busy recently. And she, the main master, is very leisurely.

But one good thing is that the Sanssouci Hall is much more lively than usual, with different comings and goings, and fresh faces come to visit her. The look on their faces was either stunned, or in a daze, or tentative, or curious, anyway, Ming Zheng couldn't understand it.

It is reasonable to say that Pei Zhenliu is a quiet person, if someone dares to come to the door on weekdays to make such a fuss, if he doesn't say a word, he will be executed on the spot, and the blood will be splashed, but it will also make people unable to enter this door. But Pei Zhenliu is abnormal, Pei Zhenliu is not restrained at all about these people, Ming Zheng knows what Pei Zhenliu has in mind, for fear that he will break some plan, he does not dare to act rashly, obediently, let them come to the door to look.

Today is cloudless, and it is a rare good weather.

Ming Zheng was finally able to get out of the door of the worry-free palace and breathe. Coincidentally, on the bridge in front of me, I met a pink-faced little Langjun.

Xiao Langjun is wearing solid color clothes, his eyebrows and eyes are very festive, and his clean temperament is incompatible with here.

Ming Zheng was stunned for a while, did he look so pure and kind.

Xiao Langjun saw them, there seemed to be some novelty between his eyebrows, he stood at the end of the bridge, seemed to be a little lost, and finally seemed to hesitate, walked into them with a red face, looked at them, and asked respectfully. "Excuse me, do you know how to go "The Wind Wants to Be Late"?"

Although Mingzheng didn't know what the place was, she subconsciously asked. "What are you going to do in that place?"

Ming Zheng also faintly had the meaning of inquiring about the tone, because he only knew the approximate partition not long after he came here, and he did not know exactly which attic it was. But the name is very elegant, and it looks like a dessert loft. Ming Zheng was also a little puzzled, but she didn't expect someone in the Demon Hall to ask her for directions. People who have come and gone these days have come to visit him, although they don't talk much, but although they don't talk much, they can occasionally spit out sporadic information from their mouths, which makes his understanding of the demon world a little deeper.

Looking at Xiao Langjun's shy face, as if he was not from here, Ming Zheng remembered that the people who came and went were more or less scheming, so when he looked at him like this, it looked very different.

Mingzheng was a little curious, did she have any activities recently, how could she remember that there seemed to be no other activities except for the ceremony of recognizing her ancestors and returning to her ancestors.

Anyway, Asang Ashang is familiar with these places, so it doesn't matter if she doesn't know. But whether it should be or not is the same thing.

Ah Shang's face stiffened, and he looked at Xiao Langjun unkindly.

The pink-faced Xiao Langjun lowered his eyes, and suddenly his mood was low. "I, I want to go and see. Nothing else. ”

Ming Zheng had never parried this kind of little white rabbit, and immediately looked at Ah San, who was one step behind, pitifully.

Ah Sang was smiling on his face, but there was not much smile in his eyes, his eyes rolled slightly, his tongue spread, he read the name of the place that Xiao Langjun said again, and then looked at Xiao Langjun in front of him, and he had a little bottom in his heart. Then he said leisurely. "Go ahead, walk out of this hall, and turn left. ”

Ah Shang turned his head unexpectedly and glanced at Ah San.

Ming Zheng didn't know why, but listening to Ahsan say that, that's it.

So Ming Zheng told Xiao Langjun with full anger, "Just listen to him." ”

Xiao Langjun was skeptical, but looking at Ming Zheng's sworn appearance, he breathed a sigh of relief, thanked him respectfully, and left in his direction.

Ming Zheng watched Xiao Langjun walk a little far away from them, so he turned his head, muttered in a low voice, and asked. "Where is the wind late, why do you seem to be a little disliked when he mentions it?"

"The wind is late, it is the palace where Madame Mozun once lived. Ah Shang raised his eyes slightly and sneered. If he was on the side, he didn't bother to answer, but Ming Zheng was a little young master after all, and she had to know this, so he took the initiative to take this answer.

Ahsan's gaze was a little distant. "When Madame was young, she once took in an apprentice. ”

Ming Zheng heard him say this, and guessed a few points in his heart, no, Xiao Langjun turned out to be the right way, what day is today, the right way dares to enter the demon sect so openly.

"Today is not a special day, but the Demon Lord has allowed outsiders to come in today. ”

At that time, the demon lord was out all day long, and the lady was depressed, and she had no children for many years, and when the lady picked up the child, she didn't know that he was so big, and he had been carefully raised for a few years.

Afterward.........

The story is very long, and he can't tell this resounding past in detail for three days and nights, and Ahsan is not a storyteller under the overpass, nor is he a witness back then, and he is about the truth pieced together by hearsay, although he has a gentle personality, he is not very good at storytelling. It's already good to dry up this story.