Demon King’s Repayment

That night, Yuan Xianger and his party took a rest in an inn in the town.

When Nan He walked into the room, Yuan Xianger was lying on the bed looking at the little white hammer, and seeing Nan He coming in, she quickly covered the bony white with a veil, for fear that it would be bad for him. Memories.

But Nan He had already seen it. He was standing on the side of the bed with one hand supporting the lintel of the bed, looking down at Yuan Xiang'er. The orange candlelight came through his back, and his amber eyes were a little tender.

"Don't waste it, you change it into your emperor clock, and ask Meng Zhang to help refine it."

"At that time, it hurts?" Yuan Xianger reached out and touched Nan He's face. The other hand clenched the veil quietly.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't hurt at all." Nan He slowly lowered her head and leaned close to her ear, "When I heard the ringtone, I didn't think of anything bad. I only thought of you in my heart. Every moment of happy time with you, thinking about it makes my heart burn."

"Me too, Xiao Nan." Yuan Xianger circled Nan He's neck, "When I heard the ringtone, I was thinking about you. I wanted to hold you like this and do something happy with you."

The breath that fell on her neck became thicker because of this sentence, and there was a sweet and greasy fragrance in the breath.

"Axiang..." Nan He murmured the name, and hot and hot kisses repeatedly landed on the slender neck.

The fascinating bell seemed to ring in his mind, his heart was jumping and his body was restless.

The battle on Huxin Island today may be just fighting and killing for others, but for him it is completely free from his own demons.

Although his face was calm and quiet, he himself knew that the blood in his body had already been hot and transpired countless times.

Nan He's teeth began to become sharp. He pressed himself, biting and touching the soft and warm skin gently.

But this couldn't solve the heat of the heart at all, instead it made every blood vessel in the body more pulsating and clamoring, and the arm couldn't restrain it and increased its strength.

Nan He pressed Yuan Xiang'er on the couch and stared at her with a hot breath.

He felt that his face at this moment must be terrible.

Axiang is a fragile human being, and at this moment, he is an adult beast with a **** blood.

Nan He finally let go of Yuan Xiang'er's shoulders.

I'm afraid I can't restrain myself, I'm afraid I accidentally hurt the most cherished person.

"Sorry, too much happened today, I'm so excited." He stood up without turning his head to look at Yuan Xianger, "Let me calm down."

Of course Yuan Xianger grabbed him, "Don't go out, let's have a good conversation. Do nothing, just talk?"

Nan He turned his head helplessly to look at her. Yuan Xianger smiled and moved to the side of the bed, leaving him a place to sit.

"I want to see Sister Xiao Nan." After a minute of being serious, Yuan Xianger started to ask, "I didn't have time to take a closer look just now, there will be no one else. You change again, let me take a good look?"

No matter when, Nanhe always has no choice but to take her.

Luo Yan Chen Yu, the beauty with shameless flowers and closed moon sat by the bed, only for Yuan Xiang'er to admire.

Yuan Xiang'er held the hand of Xiao Nan, the woman's dress, contentedly.

This man is so perfect, perfectly suited to all her hobbies.

Can be cute and cute, but her boyfriend can be soft with her girlfriend.

You can hold yourself fluffy in your arms and fly into the sky.

Is there a more perfect lover than him? It probably doesn't exist for Yuan Xianger.

She felt that she might have saved the world inadvertently in her previous life to get such a happy life.

"Xiao Nan is really beautiful. How could there be such a beauty in this world." Yuan Xianger held the little lady's catkins next to him, and looked up and down. "But, is the whole person really a girl? ?"

Yuan Xianger wanted to start making trouble.

"Nonsense, of course not, uh... you said just to speak well."

Xiao Nan seemed very excited today, but he suppressed that he didn't know what he was enduring.

The appearance of wanting to indulge and having to restrain is even more attractive.

"You're afraid you can't control yourself, so don't move around." This sentence was whispered in Nan He's ear, "It's okay for me to reluctantly take the initiative."

The more you dare not move, the more sensitive you are.

Yuan Xianger felt that she was a bit bad for bullying him like this.

However, at this time, I just want to see him going crazy.

She soon heard her favorite voice.

...

Qingyuan, who was eating supper in the lobby of the inn, noticed that there was a wave of spells in the upper wing room, and he raised his head and stood up.

"Who is casting spells! In Axiang's room."

"Di Shu Jue, right?" Wu Yuan sat at the table and immersed himself in eating, "It doesn't matter, when Axiang and Nan Ge are together, they always like to play some small games to bully Nan Ge."

Qingyuan puffed out the wine he was drinking, hoping that the three-hundred-year-old kitten didn't understand what he was talking about.

"What are you doing?" Wu Yuan held up his bowl unhappily. "Ignorant human beings, it's no wonder that you have no friends. This is how friends get along. Jinyu, Saburo and I have to fight several times a day."

Qingyuan wiped his mouth, looked upstairs, and then at Cheng Huang who was lying next to his chair. He felt that he probably couldn't imitate Yuan Xianger's way of getting along.

He motioned to Xiao Er to put a whole pot of crispy lotus fish in front of Wu Yuan, rubbing his hands fondly: "Wu Yuan, can you tell me what Axiang did that you like her so much?"

Wu Yuan's eyes lit up, and she licked the basin, "Is there only one basin?"

Qingyuan raised his hand to order: "One more Su-style fried fish, one Sanchunzhen braised fish, one yellow braised codfish, all in front of my brother."

"We have to freshly fried dried fish."

"Yes, let's have some fried dried fish."

"It's not impossible to tell you." Wu Yuan was satisfied.

Qingyuan listened excitedly.

"For example, Dushuo, Axiang smashed into the inner world, fought a fight with the Dragon Clan, fought a fight with the nine-tailed fox demon king Tushan, and then fought with the old man of Dongxuanjiao. Then he fought Duo. Shuo changed back. Originally, she let Du Shuo go back to the inner world, and Du Shuo herself was willing to stay."

Qingyuan was discouraged, he probably couldn't beat these people.

"But I'm more sensible, not so much trouble to Axiang."

Qingyuan rekindled hope.

"Axiang, she often said that she is my **** shovel officer, and raising me is her happiest thing." Wu Yuan straightened her chest, "Actually it is easy to raise me, just comb my hair every day and fry me little fish every day. Do, personally build the best house for me, make all kinds of fresh toys for me from time to time, play Sepak Takraw with me, peek-a-boo with me, hug me wherever I go, give me regular massages, and Remember to take me out for a walk..."

Qingyuan said with a bitter face, "Wait a moment, I will take a note with pen and ink."

Early the next morning, when Yuan Xiang'er came down from the guest room upstairs with breakfast, she happened to see Qingyuan ditching beside his apostle, and said Ai Ai,

"Ahuang, do you want to... want me to comb your hair?"

In exchange, Cheng Huang let out a low growl of anger.

Qingyuan was startled, "Then, do you want me to hold you out?"

The roof of the inn was almost lifted by the roar of the lion.

"Cheng Huang was badly injured." Yuan Xianger bent over to check Cheng Huang's injury, put her breakfast in front of him, and reached out to untie his mouth, "I will give you some medicine, I My friend, Zhuan, is the dragon and snake clan you have also met. She gave me some medicine for wounds and it worked very well."

The yellow-haired lion made a string of dissatisfaction sounds, but rarely violent, lay there and eat a lot, letting Yuan Xianger apply medicine to the wound on his body.

After taking the medicine, Yuan Xianger touched his head easily, only to get a string of unhappy guttural sounds, not being thrown by sharp claws, nor being bitten off his neck.

Qingyuan watched the apostle who had been fierce to him for many years, and was caught by others in a few strokes, almost biting the handkerchief with hatred.

He quietly pulled Yuan Xiang'er aside and raised his sleeves for a few moments, "Axiang, can't you teach me? What methods can be used to convince them to convince you?"

"This is not by means." Yuan Xianger sorted out the used medicines. "They are all simple and sensitive creatures. You are really good to them and they can feel it."

"True to a monster?"

"Senior, you are only constrained by your inherent ideas for a while." Yuan Xianger raised her head and said, "Actually, you should understand better than me that true friendliness and respect cannot rely on coercion. Its premise must be equality."

Treat monsters equally? It must be crazy to do this.

"Either violently and mutilate them completely, or treat them equally like friends." Yuan Xianger spread her hands. "You also know that the master of Dongxuan Sect teaches the magic way. The way to get an apostle is to torture and kill. If you can become like him People like that probably won’t follow me like this anymore."

While walking on the road, Qingyuan finally couldn't bear it, and took off the muzzle worn on Cheng Huang's head.

Cheng Huang turned his head and bit his arm fiercely.

"Don't...don't, don't do it, don't bite it anyway." Qingyuan said with a pained expression, "I am a human, but I can't grow out after it is broken. No one will have a barbecue in the future, so I can only eat it raw."

Cheng Huang gritted his teeth, stared at him for a long time, spit out his arm, turned his head and ignored him.

Qingyuan looked at his **** arm and heaved a sigh of relief. If he doesn't let go, he will have to activate the contract.

Ah Huang was still reluctant to actually bite off his arm, thinking that Qingyuan suddenly became happy again, happily following his apostle,

"Ahuang, what do you want to eat tonight, I can bake it for you."

"Roar--!"

"Ahuang, let's discuss it. You don't run away or bite. Be a little bit obedient. I will also remove the shackles on you, okay."

"You can try?"

"You are injured, let me hold you and go away when you become smaller like Wuyuan?"

"Go away!"

"Don't be so fierce. But finally you are willing to talk to me. By the way, do you like massage? Wu Yuan said that you all like this type, and I can learn from Axiang."

"..."

"Oh, maybe you like toys, can I make them for you too? Do you want a ball?"

"..."

Hu Qing looked at this person-to-demon conversation strangely, and quietly asked Yuan Xianger, "What's wrong?"

Yuan Xianger: "A person's change always takes time. As long as the seniors are willing to try it is a good thing, let them take it slowly."