Demon Becoming the Lord

"I'm here to accompany my brother, don't worry, old man, I won't delay my cultivation!" Xiaodao grinned and recognized Xiao Lang, he naturally wouldn't leave.

But Mu Xiaoyao glanced at Xiao Lang, Yingying got up, and said, "I will go back with Grandpa! Xiao Lang, you are welcome if you have time... Come to Shenjiao City as a guest!"

Xiao Lang looked at Mu Xiaoyao with some evasive gazes, with a meaningful smile on the corners of his mouth, teasing him: "Don't worry, I said in Soul City back then that I will definitely go to God Armor City in five years!"

There was a blush on Mu Xiaoyao's face again, but she quickly turned around and walked outside with Mu Shangui's hand, as if she didn't dare to continue entanglement with Xiao Lang, and fled...

"Haha!"

Xiao Lang laughed happily, but the knife approached him and grinned: "What? Brother, do you like my little girl? Um... very good! This girl has higher eyes, and I am still worried about whether he will marry him. Go out, it’s best to marry brother!"

"Fuck off!"

Xiao Lang was taken aback, and said with a smile: "Who do you think of your brother? Besides, you are a brother like this? Push your sister into the fire pit? Huh? No! Don't say it, anyway, the little demon belongs to you. Sister, that’s my sister! Understand?"

The knife scratched his head, shook his head and said, "I don't understand!"

"Fuck off, stop talking! You go meet those patriarchs with Master Hoshino. From now on, you will be the deputy chief of the Blackscale Mansion. I will go and see Red Bean!"

Xiao Lang laughed and cursed again, but the two felt extremely warm. They had been here since they were young. The relationship between the two is definitely deeper than that between Xiaodao and Little Demon.

Xiaodao's eyes lit up and he was a little excited, and he nodded and said, "Okay, I'm the palace lord. Um... Heilin Mansion, this name is not good, let's change it! Brother, what's your name? How about Xiaolang Mansion? Xiao Mansion?"

"Call it the Soul Mansion!"

Xiao Lang said casually, walking towards the inner hall, but inwardly wondering, this Black Scale Mansion is so big, who will manage it in the future? The knife is definitely not the material of management, and there is no time for management to practice. He himself didn't want to take care of these tedious chores.

Qing Ming? Xiao Futu? Baye?

These three are not management materials, and it might be okay to have them fight and kill.

Xiao Lang's head was big for a while, and he didn't think about it anymore. There must be a way to the mountain. It really wouldn't work. When the time comes, the hidden sect will arrange for people to come, right? If Emperor Yin didn't give it to anyone, he would directly arrest him in Tianzhou.

Led by the maid, Xiao Lang walked into an elegant room in the inner hall. Dongfang Hongdou was lying quietly on the big bed, sleeping extremely peacefully, looking in through the veil on the edge of the big bed, like a supernatural Beautiful sleeping beauty.

"Go down!"

With a wave of his hand, several maids who were about to salute him tremblingly went down. These maids were obviously frightened by Xiao Lang's notoriety. Today Xiao Lang killed a lot of people in the city, and in addition to slaughtering the city in Black Blood City and Black Night City, his image is no different from the murderer in the eyes of these maids.

Lifting the light veil, Xiao Lang sat on the edge of the bed, grabbing one of Hongdou's hand, but the other hand gently helped her trim the bangs on her forehead. His face is full of guilt. This dear woman has suffered too much and suffered too many sins. If you don’t know him Xiao Lang, perhaps at this moment she has already married a man who loves her deeply. Live a happy life.

Recalling that she met under the Jiuxing Peak, became friends under the field hunting competition, made misunderstandings at the poem feast, and at the soul awakening ceremony, she counter-proposed to herself. In the Qingyi Pavilion, she watched her leave with tears, and was in Beijiang. The two fell in love, and in the end she thought she was dead, so she stepped up to Jiuxing Peak without hesitation and wanted to die for herself. Xiao Lang's eyes became red.

This woman may not be the most beautiful girl in the world, but Xiao Lang believes...she is the girl who loves herself the most! He can defeat the people of the world, but he is the only one who cannot defeat Dongfang Hongdou.

"Hongdou, when you wake up, I will take you back to the Soul Continent, go back to see your grandpa, and take your aunt over and hold you the grandest wedding!"

Xiao Lang said affectionately, with one hand stroking her pretty face, just sitting quietly, looking at her quietly, as if he wanted to watch her for a lifetime, until she was old.

The sky gradually dimmed, and it was night!

Without Xiao Lang's instructions, the maid would not dare to come in and light the candle, and Xiao Lang stayed with Dongfang Hongdou quietly. At dawn he finally couldn't stand it anymore, and fell asleep leaning on the rock wall next to the bed. Recently, he has been very nervous, and it is exhausting to rush through the war.

In a daze, and don't know how long it took, Xiao Lang was suddenly awakened by a warning sign in his heart. His eyes opened suddenly, and a dagger and a pair of cold eyes came on him.

With his strength, he can easily avoid it, but he did not move, just smiled faintly: "Hongdou, are you going to kill me?"

The dagger came whizzing, directly against Xiao Lang's chest, but didn't penetrate it. Dongfang Hongdou's beautiful eyes were filled with coldness and strangeness. She stared at Xiao Lang coldly, and said coldly, "Who are you? Why are you in my room?"

Xiao Lang still didn't make the slightest movement, even though the blade had already cut his skin, and blood began to flow visibly. He stared at Dongfang Hongdou's eyes, his face was affectionate and doting, and he spoke extremely calmly: "My name is Xiao Lang, and your name is Dongfang Hongdou. We are all people from the Continent of Soul and Soul, and you are my favorite. Woman. Red Bean, your memory seal has not been completely lifted, so you may not remember me, but it doesn’t matter, you will recover sooner or later, because...you love me too!"

I don't know if it was because of the gentle aura on Xiao Lang's body or the gentle and pampering color on his face, the coldness in Dongfang Hongdou's eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a confused color full of eyes. She seems to be trying to recall the past, and her face also has a slight painful color. It seems that recalling the past will cause her memory seal to cause soul pain.

"red beans!"

Xiao Lang was shocked, but he didn't dare to move. He could only look at her with concern, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "If you don't think of it, don't think about it. Don't worry, we have time. I will stay with you forever. I will take you back to the Continent of Souls and Souls. I will let you see your grandfather and write poems for you. Trust me... I can restore your memory. Don't force yourself, take your time!"

Dongfang Hongdou's eyes became more struggling and confused. She murmured softly: "Soulland? Grandpa? Write poems? Hongdou grew up in the southern country. Spring comes to send a few branches. May you pick more, this thing is the most love you?"

Xiao Lang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately said excitedly, "Hongdou, can you remember poems? Then do you remember that there are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent. If you look at Qingrencheng, and then look at Qingrenguo, you will never know Qingcheng and Pour the country? Is it hard to find a beautiful woman again?"

"boom!"

The dagger slipped weakly and fell on the jade bed with a crisp sound. The confusion in Dongfang Hongdou's eyes disappeared, replaced by the ecstasy and affection in his eyes. Her delicate body suddenly plunged into Xiao Lang's arms, tightly hugging him with her hands, for fear that he would disappear from her own eyes.

The tears in her eyes poured down and wet Xiao Lang's shoulders. She suddenly opened her mouth and took a bite on Xiao Lang's shoulder, and said bitterly, "Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang! If you dare next time! If you leave the red beans, red beans will dare to die for you again!"

Xiao Lang felt a pain in his shoulder, but his heart was extremely sweet and happy. He smelled the fragrance of the red beans and green silk, and he felt like he was going to be drunk. He closed his eyes and hugged the red beans tightly, and whispered softly, "No. I will never leave my little red bean, never..."