190 Feed tea

"In a word, find a way to send this zombie back to the demon world first. He's not dead yet." Fengchuan stretched out a big stretch. When Nan Gezi jumped from the roof, they saw a purple-black figure walking in the morning fog in the distance at the same time. Fengchuan's eyebrows stood up. Although it is not murderous, this color makes him extremely uncomfortable.

It's Rose Plum. Nan Gezi saw her clearly, showing her face and smiling.

"Ms. Xiao, Mr. Nan."

Rose Plum is carrying the mace on her shoulder - this picture is not so much more incongruous as scary as scary. The power of this little Lori is not covered.

"Have you completed your task?" Nan Gezi asked.

"Yes." Rosemei was not as calm as after the war. It was more like a child who didn't like to go out by his family and went home with a helpless, boring but energetic face.

"How about Brother Qingdu and Brother Chun?"

"The group of Mr. Yan is being cleared. Instead, there was a little trouble in Nancheng District, which the prince and the young girl were responsible for.

Hey! If your master is in trouble, you can still stand here calmly! Fengchuan exhaled and calmed down and thought that if they rushed in, it would make it more difficult for them to identify the enemy and me. But now it's almost dawn. If you drag the game to the next day, Xuanqing doesn't know what tricks to play to continue this disgusting game.

"The two princes are not able to break into the area under the responsibility of others. It is indeed the right tactic formulated by the prince. But the tactics are determined by people, and now the two princes have the right to change the original tactics. Maybe it's not too late."

Wumei is silent, but one sentence makes sense. Feng Chuan turned pale and said, "What do you have any suggestions? Let's talk about it."

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Xianyun Inn. Yao Ling saw the Nancheng District reflected in the bronze mirror, which was the battlefield in charge of Wulingchun and the Qingyu case. Before the battle, Wulingchun divided the area of Yangzhou City equally, but he never thought that although the number of evil spirits in Nancheng District was not much different from the other three districts, the level was several times higher. He fought with the Qingyu case all night, and his physical strength was slowly exhausted.

"That's why Wulingchun's actual combat is not good." The demon master picked up a bowl of tea from nowhere and drank it leisurely. "If you don't want to take off the burden on your shoulders, how can you freely sprinkle the blood in your heart?"

"Hey! When are you still in the mood to drink tea!" Yao Ling roared at the demon master, "When will the tea be made, I will drink it too!"

"..."

The demon handed his tea bowl to the distant spirit. Yao Ling can only stare. Her hands and feet are still locked by the boundary. Is it possible to lick it like a kitten?

Forget it, I still don't drink it. Thirsty is better than shame!

The devil was not in a hurry to remove the tea bowl. He put the edge of the tea bowl close to Yao Ling's lips. Yao Ling couldn't help opening his mouth and let him slowly feed the bowl of clear tea...

How could it be like this... I'm so unwilling... While Yuanling felt ashamed of himself, he drank all the tea. I almost swallowed the tea together.

The demon master took out the handkerchief from his arms - it was still the light red handkerchief that had wiped Yaoling's tears before, but was rejected by Yaoling, and the residual tea on her mouth. The distant spirit was dizzy, and it seemed to smell the fragrance of flowers on this handkerchief.

Mo Zun is a very careful and gentle uncle. He must be very kind to Hua Shenshen. No wonder Hua Shen saw her demon father more than the sky.

So... The heroine is not in love with Xia Gulin at all. The person she loves is obviously similar to him...

That stupid king, how many circles do you have to go around to find the person you really love? Look at her causing all these troubles! Why don't you make this matter clear to him before the devil is angry!

"It's already dawn. The first night of the battle is over. The devil straightened the hat and walked straight downstairs.

"Hey, Uncle Mozun, don't go. I still have something to say!"

"I'm going to meet an old friend. After dawn, everything in Yangzhou will return to normal, and those souls recaptured by you will return to the body at the moment when the sun rises, which is the same as before.

The demon has to leave as if nothing had happened.

You can't let him go! If he walks on the street and looks around, those who are stared at by him will be branded with white bone flags and leave their souls tonight, and then Fengchuan and others must start to work hard to attract souls... Infinite cycle of fierce battles! Never let this old man out!

"I have something very important to tell you! About, about your baby daughter! If you dare to walk out of the door of the inn, even if you kill me, I won't tell you anymore!"

Yao Ling shouted hoarsely, and the demon uncle, who pulled out of the eye, finally stopped while crossing the threshold with one foot and turned around.

A trace of hope ignited in Yaoling's heart. Great. As long as he mentions Hua Shenshen, he will not ignore it. Next, what Yaoling has to do is to expand the nine-character sentence "The person Hua Shen deeply likes is you" - no, "The person Hua Shen deeply wants to marry is you" into 90,000 words, talking about a whole day...

Where should I start? Yaoling is not Hua Shenshen. She doesn't know what it feels like to fall in love with her father! Wait, it may be the kind of person who was cared for and cared for by the highest man in my mind just now. Well, ten thousand words here, try to be sensational;

Then, how can we convince Mo Zun that this kind of relationship is the "love" in Hua Shen's heart? There is some evidence, that is, the pile she said when she took Yao Ling to drink in Sifan Dongtian, and then talked about those broken things that happened in the South China Sea, almost 30,000 words;

In the end, it depends on whether the devil can accept falling in love with his raised daughter. Even if you don't talk about it, you should end this boring game and take your daughter's hand and talk to her for a long time! If this can really be the case, even if it can't contribute to the incoherence between the two of them - a good marriage, it will definitely solve the current crisis! Play to your heart's content here, no matter how many words you have to say until the devil compromises!

"It's not too late to talk about it later."

After saying that, the demon master took a light look at the distant spirit and couldn't look back and walk away.

The distant spirit is stunned.

What do you mean by "it's not too late to talk about it later"? Didn't Yao Ling just say that as long as he dares to step out of the inn gate, he won't tell him anything anymore?

"Hight! You can't walk around, especially you can't look around!" Yao Ling shouted, and his heart suddenly blocked.

It has been dawn for a long time. From feeding tea to the farewell gaze just now, the demon has looked at her several times.

Xuanqing didn't say that anyone who had been watched by the demon before the child would...

"It's clear." I don't know whose footsteps seemed to be a bold guy running up the stairs. Now, Yaoling doesn't even have the mood to look up and see who it is.

"A guest? You are the guest officer yesterday, aren't you? It's Xiao Er Xiao Lu. He yawned and scratched his head. "What are you doing on the door of the shop? What's the matter?"

Yao Ling looked at Xiao Lu's expression from the mirror. It was like the tired look of an ordinary person when he got up in the morning. He had a terrible dream that he was not necessarily fighting with evil spirits. But even if he left a vague impression, it was just an unshalled dream in his heart.

Only the horror experienced in reality can make people afraid.

Yao Ling looked at his eyes and moved slowly, gradually changing from curiosity to fear.

"Sungr... You, what is this around your neck! It's black, so scary!"

The demon's black robe is full of sunshine and walking in the hot weather, attracting people's attention from time to time. He walked slowly, and on the road in front of him, there was a child squatting on the ground playing with marbles.

He is about to take a detour. At the door of the store behind the child, a woman rushed up like crazy and took her child away. She tried her best to hide her panic, but the child in her arms did not hold the marbles in her hand. The bright green beads reflected the sun and slipped to the ground.

The child cried with a "wow".

The streets of Yangzhou were as peaceful as before, but the sudden cry of the child tightened everyone's nerves like an alarm. More than a dozen pairs of eyes looked this way. They didn't want to look. They wanted to lower their heads and pretend that nothing had happened, but inadvertently, they saw the man in black who was more dazzling than the sun.

Most people don't know anything about last night. Only a few people get up in the morning and start whispering. The legend that prevails among ignorant and fools is just that "Yangzhou City came to the southern Xinjiang magistrate, specializing in giving people ecze when he was a son. The person who was drugged seemed to be dead, but woke up the next day. After waking up, although it is no different from ordinary people, it has been 'woring soul' by the teacher, specializing in absorbing people's essence and so on.

I don't know who created this boring thing. The demon master knows that the sixth son has never had the habit of refuting rumors and stabilizing the hearts of the people. Where there is truth, there is no need to refute rumors. What they need to do is to protect their safety, which is the least. It allows them to sit at home without suddenly fainting, not to hear crying in the streets when they go home, and not to worry about whether they can see tomorrow when the night comes.

This is the human world. This is the human world.

The demon master bent down and picked up the kind of marbles on the ground. He turned his head to look at the woman, who trembled and retreated.

He handed the marbles to the child's fleshy hand and whispered, "Don't lose it."

The child clenched the marble in his hand. He won't cry. When the woman and the crowd came to their senses, the man in black had disappeared at the corner of the street. People's curious and frightened eyes have been chasing his back.

He walked, lowered his head without looking at both sides of the road, and found the place only by the direction in his memory. Yangchun Hall.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the old man standing with his hands on the second floor. The dazzling sunlight cast down from behind him, helping him find the source of his gaze.

The devil smiled at him. The man raised his hand and made a "inside" action.