The enemy is now: My husband is a dragon demon

"So I'll let you go. I'll send someone to pick you up tonight at midnight, and then I'll personally take you out of the Abyss of Illusion."

Lou Yueyang's eyebrows moved and she thought for a moment: "Princess, I think I can't leave the Demon Palace yet."

Jingge was stunned: "You have a crush on my father?"

Lou Yueyang was suffocated and said a little speechlessly: "That's not the case. Since you have checked me, you should know why I am here."

Jingge was a little discouraged when he heard this, and the corners of his mouth drooped unconsciously: "What should we do? My father's doing this is tantamount to getting into Zhong Liyang's rice bowl, and everyone is dead now."

Lou Yueyang said nothing.

After all, staying here is not just wishful thinking on her part.

Even if she listened to Jing Ge, Ning Kun might not let her go.

Jingge lowered his head thoughtfully, even his shoulders slumped.

Lou Yueyang didn't feel good about it, so he simply stood up and said goodbye: "It's getting late, I'll go back first."

Jing Ge didn't respond. Lou Yueyang waited for a while and saw that she had nothing else to do, so he raised his feet and planned to leave.

When she was about to leave the gate, Jing Ge said in a deep voice behind her: "Since you can't get in, don't blame me!"

Lou Yueyang's intuition was not good, and he wanted to set up a barrier around himself before he could turn around.

The guard next to him received the order and took the lead in slashing at him with a knife.

Lou Yueyang didn't have time to set up a barrier, so he hurriedly hid behind him, raised his leg and swept away, grabbing the guard's knife with his hands.

Jing Ge scolded the guards: "Trash! Back off!"

The guard quickly ran behind her and stared at Lou Yueyang eagerly.

Lou Yueyang's lips were tightly closed, and his fingers gradually loosened and then tightened on the handle of the knife, his weak body unable to hold on.

Jing Ge noticed that she was ill and snorted coldly: "The demon soldiers obey the order, no matter who loses or wins later, no one is allowed to interfere!"

The demon soldiers agreed one after another, then retreated to the periphery, opened the tables and chairs, and made room for the two of them.

"How about we make a bet?" Jing Ge's eyes flashed, and he suddenly had an idea.

Lou Yueyang looked at her intently: "What are you betting on?"

"Whoever loses will do something for the other party for free."

After a pause, she added: "You are injured and injured. To be fair, I don't use weapons."

Lou Yueyang's eyes flashed, he thought carefully and accepted the bet.

The two of them fought, Lou Yueyang supported his body and took Jingge's killing moves one by one.

After a while, Jingge felt that she was no match for her and began to regret: "Bring me my whip!"

The guard threw a silver whip to her, and she caught it and swung it wildly, instantly turning the situation around.

Lou Yueyang's eyes went dark, and he knew something was wrong, and wanted to end the battle quickly.

The silver whip swept over her body, and she disappeared in front of Jing Ge.

Jingge was startled and asked the guard: "Where is the person?"

The guards pointed behind her.

Just as Jing Ge was about to turn his head, he caught a cold light from the corner of his eye: "Don't move!"

The blade was less than an inch from the back of her neck.

Her breath hitched.

Unexpectedly, despite all the advantages she had, she could not defeat a sick person.

Lou Yueyang's face turned pale, and the blade of the blade was trembling slightly.

Jing Ge noticed: "Hmph, if I fight back desperately, you will definitely die faster than me!"

Lou Yueyang narrowed his eyes slightly and raised one corner of his mouth: "That's true, but before I die, I will definitely scratch your pretty little face. Then -"

She looked at the mark of the nine-tailed fox engraved on the handle of the silver whip of Glass Song: "A certain person always likes beautiful people. If your face is ruined, I'm afraid you will never have a chance."

Jingge's whole body tensed up when he heard this, and his breathing became rapid: "Don't jump over the wall in a hurry, I will just admit defeat!"

She has gone back on her word, and Lou Yueyang will not believe her easily again: "Then you swear, swear by your feelings and your appearance."

Jing Ge didn't move, Lou Yueyang's blade moved an inch away and touched her cheek: "Are you testing my patience?"

Jing Ge hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and swore as she wished.

Lou Yueyang put away the knife, propped herself on the ground and panted heavily, her eyes turning black.

"Then what do you want?" Jingge asked, taking a few steps to the side.

Lou Yueyang fainted before he could speak.

When I woke up again, the moon was already in the sky.

There was already a hint of the coolness of early autumn in the evening breeze, and the bright white waning moon glowed with a cold brilliance, shining on the dense leaves of the branches and sifting out mottled shadows on the ground.

Jingge was sitting on a chair reading a book. He turned around and saw Lou Yueyang's eyelashes trembling a few times, and he quickly walked over.

She looked at Lou Yueyang intently and couldn't help but marvel in her heart.

This woman is so beautiful, with pink face and peach cheeks, thick eyebrows and eyelashes, and delicate rosy lips under her handsome and upturned nose.

If you open your eyes and smile at others, you will look like a captivating beauty.

For a Taoist nun who is so beautiful, there are probably not many people in the Taoist temple who are serious about studying Taoism.

She stared blankly.

Lou Yueyang opened his eyes and saw that it was already dark, so he sat up and asked, "Didn't your father send someone over?"

Jingge came back to his senses and half-leaned on the bed: "Yes, he asked me to take good care of you. You are weak, so don't accidentally kill yourself."

Lou Yueyang: "..."

When Jing Ge said this, he suddenly straightened up and approached her: "Bingyangzi, you are such a powerful person, why is your soul power so weak?"

Lou Yueyang's eyes dimmed and he didn't answer her.

Jingge didn't care and called the maid: "Go and prepare some food and drink."

Lou Yueyang lifted the quilt and said, "Don't bother me princess, I'll go back and eat."

Jingge grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the side and said while eating: "In order to wait for you to wake up, I have postponed dinner in the palace for an hour. Besides, are you sure the cook did not fall asleep when you returned?"

Lou Yueyang had no choice but to have dinner at her place.

The maid brought food and soup. Lou Yueyang ate some vegetables and drank two small bowls of black chicken and yam soup.

While Jingge was chewing on the steamed pork ribs, he asked vaguely: "You don't want to eat?"

After receiving a positive answer, she poured the dishes on the plate in front of her into her own bowl.

She ate five and a half plates of six dishes and one soup.

"Do you people in the demon world also need to eat at the same time and at the same time as humans?"

Still eating a lot.

Jingge swallowed the food in his mouth with difficulty: "Of course not, you can live without eating. If you eat, you will poop. Eat more and more poop!"

Lou Yueyang: "..."

She waited quietly for her to finish.

The maid put away the dishes and chopsticks, Jingge picked her teeth, and Lou Yueyang took a sip of tea: "Then I'll go back."

Jingge didn't say anything. He lowered his head and said something. Lou Yueyang didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

Jing Ge raised his head, his eyes condensed with a trace of sincerity: "I said, can we exchange, you teach me some strange skills, sword and gun skills, and then I will teach you whatever you want to learn."

A trace of surprise flashed in Lou Yueyang's eyes.

Her skills with swords and guns are not very good, and it doesn't take much to teach her.

"Then what do you know?"