Demon King’s Repayment

A group of people abandoned their car in Ezhou and left for a boat, changing the waterway back to Dongting Lake,

The river is spring and aquatic, and the huge ship is light. Hu Qing sat in the wing of the building, immersed himself in writing and drawing on the table, his tiny prints were covered with a thick stack of paper.

On the way here, she used almost all the time to rest and tasted the specialty snacks of the places she passed by. Sometimes when she goes to a place, she will order a table full of dishes, while tasting each dish with chopsticks and chopsticks, while taking notes with paper and pen, she actually sends Saburo out to buy delicious recipes with gold and silver.

At this moment, I was slowly extracting the transcription, and the desk was covered with a thick stack of paper pages in tiny tiny letters. Yuan Xiang'er picked it up and saw that all kinds of special snacks and classic dishes came along the way. For example, Kyoto’s mutton steamed bun, fruit wood roast duck, Ezhou’s hot dry noodles, four seasons soup dumplings, glutinous rice noodles, and Dingzhou’s red simmered Dongting golden turtle and eight-treasure pearl fish. Regardless of the large and small dishes or the street food ingredients, the recipes, which restaurants come from, always remember the details.

"A Qingji what does this do?" Yuan Xianger asked.

"Dragons, sexual slander, and a good appetite. The blue dragon on Tianlang Mountain comes out every sixty years and eats all the delicious foods on the earth. It is full of food. But it is notoriously addicted to food. Since we are going to the Dragon Cave, I think I should try my best to collect all kinds of dishes and delicacies, and bring delicious food to the mountain, or it may be useful." Hu Qing bowed his head to sort out the recipe record, and smiled embarrassedly, "I just think about it from my own perspective. Not necessarily useful."

"It turned out to be preparing for me to fetch the water spirit pearls. Thank you for being so troubled." Yuan Xianger hadn't started to think about how to enter the dragon's cave, but she didn't think that A Qing had already started making careful preparations for her.

Don't say, her method might really work. Yuan Xianger remembered that on the night of New Year's Eve, he saw the dragon flying back to Tianlang Mountain. It’s almost a ball.

Hu Qing stopped writing and looked at the pile of beautiful handwritings, "Axiang, some kindness can not be repaid by saying thank you. So I have never thanked you. You saved Lord Dushuo, how can I protect him? For you, at least you can’t be alone in danger,"

"Shui Lingzhu, I will definitely help you get it." She immersed herself in writing.

Dushuo's figure appeared outside the door frame.

"Master Dushuo, why are you getting up?" Hu Qing hurriedly got up to help him.

Du Shuo raised an arm and declined her action, "A Qing, I'm much better."

His complexion was much better than that of two days ago, with long straight hair, jet black lips, and wearing an ordinary cloak, he sat down opposite Yuan Xianger.

"What do you need me to do?"

"What do I need you to do?" Yuan Xiang'er stayed for a while. Du Shuo's wound was handled with her own hands. She knew how terrifying and painful it was. It was definitely not a wound that could be healed in two or three days.

The saying that he can get up today has already surprised Yuan Xianger.

"I don't need you to do anything, you just need to take a good rest and take care of your injury slowly."

Dushuo's facial features stretched a bit, obviously very surprised by this statement, "But..."

He does not doubt Yuan Xianger's kindness towards him.

But he also believes that since this human has borrowed himself, when he enters the dragon's den to fetch water spirit orbs, he will at least let himself, the great demon, stand in front of him.

After all, Qinglong is an ancient divine beast, powerful and powerful. No one will be an opponent of a huge real dragon. If the national teacher goes on the expedition, his many apostles will definitely stand in front of him desperately.

He also prepared himself to work hard for Yuan Xianger.

But she only allowed herself to cultivate and heal her injuries, and she didn't need to do anything for her.

Dushuo couldn't help thinking of the mountain forest where he once lived.

In the beginning, he accidentally helped several humans in the mountains. Those humans were grateful to him, offered flowers and fruits, regarded him as a god, and even built a mountain temple for him.

At first he found it very interesting, responsive to those people, and those human beings were grateful for it, and full of praise for him. But later, Du Su gradually discovered that human beings are not as easy to be satisfied and happy as his own kind, their desires are complex and deep, and their desires are hard to be flattened. They will never be realized and never end.

Until he can no longer realize everyone's wishes, until he is dragged into the abyss by these people, swearing and trampling.

He once thought that he had seen through the human race. But now he has discovered that this race is just as diverse as their desires and temperament.

"Du Shuo," Yuan Xianger looked at the heavy shackles still tied to him, "Perhaps humans have done too much to you, but I still want to tell you. The last time I passed by that mountain temple, I saw it There is an old man who prays for your peace and joy every day. It is also because of him that I know your story and want to reach out and give you a little help."

Dushuo's eyelashes were drooping, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "It's him, that boy."

It turns out that there are not only humans who are greedy and vicious, but also humans who are kind to themselves without asking for anything in return, and humans who care about themselves and help themselves.

I once loved those creatures, but I never loved wrong.

After Dongting Lake, Zhou Deyun disembarked in Dingzhou, parted ways with Yuan Xianger, and went home separately.

Zhou Deyun set up a table as farewell.

Zhou Deyun put up his sleeves and bowed to Yuan Xiang'er, "If the young man needs ingredients and recipes, some close friends in this regard will be there. When I get home, I will collect and prepare them carefully and send them to Queqiu."

"I'm interested, thank you. Then I'm tired." Yuan Xianger patted him on the shoulder.

"Well, it should be me thank you. Thank you, Mr. Xiao, for your hard work with me." Zhou Deyun sighed, "Although Ayan did not come back, but I followed the young man all the way to take a look, I feel that I am not long. Rarely seen, I used to claim to be chic, well-written and knowledgeable, but I was just sitting on the well and watching the sky. After this trip, I knew that many things in this world were not what I thought in my heart."

"It's best if you can think about it. Go back and live your life." Yuan Xianger comforted him.

"Little sir, I...I still can't let go of Ayan." Zhou Deyun's face flushed slightly, "I think about reorganizing the family business and relocating Gaotang when I go home. When I have time, I will go to Saibei to see Ayan, much I have been there a few times, after a long time, Ayan sees me changing his face and being so sincere, maybe she can change her mind."

Zhou Deyun's words surprised Yuan Xiang'er. She did not expect Zhou Deyun, who has always been soft and weak, to be so persistent with his wife.

What they will do in the future can only be seen by themselves.

On the wine table, Ah Qing played a song, and the infinite tenderness flowed unabashedly with the sound of the song. Her eyes were full of happiness, and her scorching eyes only lingered on one person.

Affected by her piano sound, Yuan Xianger poured half a glass of wine for Nan He beside her.

Xiao Nan looked so cute when he was drunk, and couldn't help but want him to drink a little, so that he would lie down beside him softly at night, rubbing around with himself, and would take the initiative to turn his belly out.

Yuan Xianger bid farewell to Zhou Deyun and returned to the wing on the boat. Nan He was standing by the window overlooking the river. Saburo with the fox tail was sitting on the window sill, one hand attached to Nan He's ear and whispering.

Seeing Yuan Xianger coming in suddenly, Saburo seemed to have done something bad. He brushed his ears and turned into a golden fox. He jumped off the window sill and ran away.

"What is Saburo telling you nonsense?" Yuan Xianger looked out of the window. The boat was sailing through Bibo, and the green hills were sandwiched. The pointed golden tail flashed for a while, and I didn't know which window he had entered.

"He said Lord Dushuo, as a mountain god, is handsome and powerful. You don't hesitate to go to the Dragon Cave to save him. You must be very rare to him." A drunken voice sounded behind him, "Ah. Xiang, do you really like Dushuo?"

"How is this possible," Yuan Xiang'er laughed nonchalantly, "If I like to travel to Shuo, I must not be eaten by Hu Qing."

"What about me?" The voice interrupted her abruptly.

"What are you?" Yuan Xianger didn't understand for a while.

She turned around and saw the face of the slightly drunk person standing by the window Fei Hongxia, a whole handsome face blushing because of a word.

Suyue volleys in the sky, Minghe shadows together, the outside and inside are clear. Yuan Xianger suddenly understood.

what about me? Axiang, do you like me?

Yuan Xianger stared at the person in front of her blankly. She knew that she had a different sentiment for Nan He, but she had been patient with this sentiment and kept it secret in her heart. The Sirius tribe has only one partner in his life, and her life span is short, and she is not a suitable partner for Sirius at all, so she has never expressed that meaning.

It's just that she never expected Xiao Nan to have the same thoughts towards herself.

The man standing in front of her apparently had just taken a shower, with long hair scattered, and a faint sweet smell on his body. He leaned against the edge of the window, backed by the sparkling river surface, and was far away from his long silver hair. Yingshenghui,

Beautiful and delicate, powerful and sturdy. A pair of amber eyes quivered slightly as he waited for the answer nervously, and the pink hairy ears were pouring out of the hair, and they were pointed up and waiting to hear the reply he wanted.

Innocent and cute, unknowingly exuding powerful hormones that fascinate people in a small space.

"But Sirius can only have one partner in his life, if you choose me..."

Facing the powerful temptation, Yuan Xiang'er barely managed to speak sensibly, but she quickly stopped speaking.

She saw Nan He showed an aggrieved look.

At this moment, Nan He only felt hot on his face, and his heart was cramped and sad. He had been holding back the words that he could not ask. Today, he just drank a glass of wine. Why did he suddenly blurt out?

It's not as good as before, if Axiang refuses, how can I get along with her, how cheeky turned into my body, curled up into her arms. He wished he could swallow the words he had just vomited back into his stomach.

Looking at Axiang's tone, it shows that he has never thought about the relationship with himself. Nan He suddenly felt sour in her heart.

Why human beings are such a race? Axiang has touched her everywhere, and she also stored her own hair. She didn't think that in her consciousness, she had not regarded herself as a partner.

There was a mess in Nan He's mind, the countless ideas that Saburo had just said in his ear, right now, his mind went around like moths.

I told you to take the initiative.

Have you seen how the young ladies in the teaching workshop seduced the people they like?

Softly speaking, sweet and enchanting, she acted like a baby and begged her to touch her body.

At the end, Saburo said in his ear: Put all your clothes...just give your whole person to her.

"We Sirius, we only look for one partner in our life, and we can only give it to that one person physically and mentally." He turned his back, resisting shame, and put his jade-like fingers on the buttons of his clothes. My heart was given to you a long time ago. My body naturally..."

The appearance of disheveled clothes, the skin exposed to the air, was mocked by the cold wind blowing into the house.

Nan He was ashamed and ashamed. He didn't know whether he was doing the right thing or not. His heart was flustered and confused. He felt like he was being burned on an iron plate, helplessly waiting for his own judgment in torment.

But the sound of the ruling did not arrive. The clothes on the ground were ribboned by the evening wind, and the skin exposed to the moonlight was first touched by the cold wind, which aroused slices of goose bumps.

He heard a soft laugh, "Is this all Saburo's idea for you?"

Nan He was flushed immediately, and he lowered his body to pick up the clothes and walked out.

"If you don't want it." He said bitterly.

His arm was pulled by a hot palm, and the temperature of the fingertips was so hot that he firmly held his wrist. The scorching temperature passed in from the contact surface of the skin, like an electric current flowing through his body, causing his heart to tingle.

"I want, who said I don't want it. You just want to regret it now, it's too late."

Since you are all like this, who can bear it, there is no need to bear it anymore.

Yuan Xiang'er pulled her little wolf back amused and moved, picked up his robe and put it on him, tightening the collar for him.

It is probably impossible for Nan He to figure out how human lovers get along step by step. Probably you can only take the initiative first. Fortunately, taking the initiative is not a bad thing.

The moonlight probe entered the edge of the window, leaving a faintly faintly seductive color on the person's body. His beautiful and smooth shoulders were covered with moonlight, and his **** and charming apple knot slid back and forth in the shadow of the moonlight.

They were so close to each other, Yuan Xiang'er could even hear Nan He's heartbeat clearly.

"Don't listen to Saburo from now on," Yuan Xianger pulled down the head that kept shaking ears and approached him. "We can take it slowly. I will tell you by myself that our human partners have to do something when getting along. what."

Her gaze fell on the spring-stained lips. She had been coveting this position for a long time, and had always wondered if it tasted particularly sweet.

With the shining galaxy and the vast smoke waves, Yuan Xianger kissed her Sirius in the face of the stars.

The author has something to say: Uh, this little cookie shouldn't be given a box lunch to the supporting role of the protagonist group, so don't worry.