The Heroes of Fast Transmigration Beg to Fly

Chapter 187 The Lord of the Demon Realm, the Bull Demon King (39)

The Bull Demon King followed Yao Qing to a osmanthus forest, and the osmanthus flowers for several miles had already bloomed, a piece of emerald green dotted with white flowers dotted with stars, and the scent lingered in the nostrils.

"You know how to find a place. This is the laurel that I got from the Moon Palace and has been carefully planted for thousands of years,"

Yao Qing couldn't help closing his eyes and sniffing, feeling like he was in the breeze. He really enjoyed this feeling.
"Yuegui from the Moon Palace? That cheapskate Ji Yue actually let you touch his baby?"

The thoughts in her heart blurted out. The reason why Ji Yue is a cheapskate is that she has a deep understanding. It is because she used to like to go to the Moon Palace to beg for laurel. She, as long as she came to the door, she would close the door and disappear,
Yao Qing came back to his senses only to find that the Demon King was looking at her with weird eyes. Obviously she said that she showed her mouth. She is a carp spirit from the South China Sea. How could she know Ji Yue from the Moon Palace? Yao Qing coughed dryly and changed the subject.

"Your Majesty, the sweet-scented osmanthus cake I made is delicious. I'll make it for you later."

Yao Qing's eyes flickered, and he tried his best to hide his guilt.

At this time, the Bull Demon King looked at Yao Qing with a satisfied face, her scorching eyes actually burned his heart and suffocated,
That gaze, very much like the day when we first met in the palace, came galloping, that gaze with crooked intentions,

She thought it was beautiful, this Yuegui Garden had already been sealed by him as a forbidden area, she was afraid that she would dare to touch it in the whole world.

"It's better not to, after all, the bowl of steamed cheese you made has a criminal record,"

"That was pure accident."

Yao Qing set the appetizers on the marble table, took a peek at the Demon King, and found that he was looking at her with far-reaching eyes, as if looking through her. She stretched out her five fingers and waved in front of the Bull Demon King
"Kings?"

The Bull Demon King came back to his senses,

"Ok?,
Pour a large bowl of wine for the Bull Demon King, then hold up the wrist-sized wine bottle, and look at him with a smile on his face, without any sense of inequality,

"Little girl does first and respects, and celebrates our acquaintance for more than ten days (half a month)"

The Bull Demon King looked at his full bowl of wine, and then at Yao Qing. The small cup was less than half filled with wine, and he felt funny.
Remembering that her injuries have not fully healed
"Okay, a little bit,"

Immediately rolled up his sleeves and drank it down.

Yao Qing got what he wanted, so he took a few sips. The aroma of the wine entered his mouth and penetrated his heart and spleen, mixed with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus. He couldn't help but take a few more sips. Yao Qing was not an alcoholic, but he loved this divine drunkenness, especially Delicious.

After a few cups of belly, the Bull Demon King still had a cold expression, and he didn't show any hint of drunkenness. Yao Qing's cheeks were already a little bright red after drinking very little, and he filled up the wine for the Bull Demon King again. Yao Qing sniffed the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, and couldn't help live on the road
"Your Majesty, hiccup~, in a while when the osmanthus is in full bloom, let's make two jars of osmanthus wine and bury them under the biggest osmanthus tree."

"Your Majesty, build a wooden house in this sweet-scented osmanthus grove, and don't seal the roof. At night, the moon shines down and smells the sweet-scented osmanthus. Living here must be very happy."

"Well, it won't work if you don't seal the roof. There are a lot of mosquitoes. It would be nice if there was a glass roof."

"..."

In the sweet-scented osmanthus forest for several miles, only Yao Qing kept talking non-stop,

The Bull Demon King looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus trees that Yao Qing was pointing at. The laurel trees in the garden were fine products that had been cultivated for thousands of years. I like it very much, I want to use various methods to get my hands on it, but suddenly I have a strange emotion in my heart,
Staring at her eyes that were wet from drunkenness, her cheeks were bright red, and suddenly found that she was in a good mood, she couldn't help curling the corners of her mouth,
"OK"

Yao Qing narrowed his eyes, this demon king has been very different in recent days, he has become tender, look, as long as the request is not excessive, he will agree to you and will not raise objections.

Soon, the drunkenness of the three altar gods had bottomed out, how much alcohol does this Bull Demon King have, and he can't get drunk after a thousand cups?Yao Qing looked at the blurred figure of the Bull Demon King in front of him, why did there appear three crooked Demon Kings? Yao Qing suddenly stretched out his hand and couldn't help but want to straighten the figure, and touched the sharp edges and corners of his hands.

Yao Qing held his cheeks with both hands, and breathed out Rulan's breath right in front of the Bull Demon King, surrounded by an ambiguous atmosphere.
The Bull Demon King was a little drunk, but he didn't avoid the coldness on his cheeks, staring at the misty eyes on the opposite side, a trace of restlessness spread in his heart, an uncomfortable feeling, this feeling made him want to escape for the first time, It's strange, some delusions that I can't control,
But he stayed in place and didn't move. The woman was drunk and he couldn't leave.

"hehe"

Yao Qing finally straightened the figure in front of him, giggled for a while,
With one hand back, he tore off the red rope holding the tip of his hair, leaned out, and within a short distance, picked up Ye Ling's hand holding the wine glass, really picked it up, because she was too drunk to hold those hands accurately. The joints were clearly covered with callused hands from years of holding swords, and she helped him put on the red rope tremblingly.

"Send...a gift...for you."

Hearing Yao Qing's slurred words, Ye Ling couldn't help but laugh, but didn't refuse.
It doesn't mean that if you love a person, you should give him a gift. The gift of a woman's hair means a promise for life,
Recalling what Zhan Zuo once said, there are many women in the devil world, some are gentle and elegant; Pay attention, because of his disgust, usually those things can't even enter the gate of the magic palace. He really doesn't like things that are contaminated with women's breath.

But this time he didn't know why he didn't want to refuse, so he caught the rope and looked it over. Although it looked ordinary, it seemed that the master suddenly thought of it and picked it up casually.
The Bull Demon King chuckled, looking at the faces of both sides close at hand, a little dazed, a pulse flowed through the blood,
"Ruoshui, is that you?"

Yao Qing heard Ye Ling's voice suddenly called out, and asked in confusion,

"Who is Ruoshui?"

Yao Qing stared at the charming purple eyes of the Bull Demon King. Under the slender eyelashes, the deep pupils were like a pool of clear water. She felt that she had passed through the thick fog and stumbled into the magnificent, endless sea, where the water and the sky met. Then, at the time of the white clouds above,

The first time I met the Bull Demon King when I was a teenager, he was wearing a white satin shirt, standing under the laurel tree, his eyebrows were like distant black, and his lavender eyes seemed to have a halo, isolated from the world, and his whole body was sacred and inviolable.

Whose dream is that?
When he was young, the Bull Demon King picked up the dying fish on the shore and said with a smile,

"There has been a severe drought in recent days, no wonder it will run aground,"

Then he put the dying fish in the water and said with a smile,
"Be easy to run aground next time,"

Yao Qing seemed to be too drunk. She wanted to ask about Bing Lian's antidote, but she had a splitting headache and went blank, unable to say a complete sentence.

For a while in a trance, the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance blows by, and the gloomy scene flashes by,

(End of this chapter)