The enemy is now: My husband is a dragon demon

"What's the origin?" The man was puzzled.

"That kind of connection...Senior Sister Lou is beautiful, maybe even more beautiful in her previous life! Alas, I don't know how they provoked the dragon demon and insisted on killing her!

I'm telling you, go pack your things quickly and say there is something important at home, otherwise we may all suffer! "

"I won't go back. I'll be alone when I go back. It's boring."

With that said, the two young lay disciples crossed the Moon Gate and walked right in front of Lou Yueyang.

"!"

Lou Yueyang leaned against the lilac tree and looked at them leisurely.

"..."

The two of them looked embarrassed, said hello, and left dejectedly.

Lou Yueyang was too sleepy and didn't bother to argue with them. She returned to the room, fetched some water and washed herself briefly before falling asleep.

She lives here with another female disciple. The girl is a lay disciple who came here to strengthen her physical condition and was taken back to her family not long ago.

So now she is alone in this room and no one will disturb her.

Lou Yueyang was lying in bed extremely uncomfortable. She thought she would sleep deeply, but she didn't. The injuries on her body and Zhong Liyang's incident kept her half asleep and half awake.

Zhongliyang, Zhongliyang.

Her mouth moved, silently chanting the name.

What is the relationship between her past life and Shen Yulou...

After a long time, she fell asleep in a daze.

"Madam, your Excellency found several treasures in the South China Sea and asked craftsmen to make earrings and hairpins for you. Can you try them on?"

A girl with a delicate face said standing next to a woman.

"No need, where are the others?" The woman's voice was cold and her tone was unreasonable.

Xiaoyi put the jewelry on the table and whispered: "My lord said he would come over when he is done with his work."

The woman said nothing more.

Xiaoyi timidly looked at the woman in front of him.

She was extremely beautiful, with long black hair that hung quietly on the back of her head without a hairpin, her eyebrows were unlined, and her lips were not rosy.

A pair of beautiful eyes are calm and determined, and the small fair face unexpectedly adds a touch of soft beauty in the halo.

Your Excellency is notoriously famous. He has never been around anyone, and he has never had any relationship with any woman, except this woman.

This cold woman.

The adults were so worried about her. From the time she was kidnapped, even after she came back from going out, she had to ask her about her meals, daily life and other matters. In normal times, she even asked her about her welfare, asking her not to pick the moon from the stars.

But she never had a good face.

Even so, the adults were still happy with her. Sometimes they would smile crazily beside her just watching her dressing up.

Little thought, maybe she is the master's calamity.

"Knock knock."

The door creaked open, and Zhong Liyang walked in, wearing a black robe with purple and gold threads embroidering women's favorite bamboo patterns.

He is tall and strong, and his appearance is even more extraordinary. His sword-shaped eyebrows fly into his temples, his long eyes are deep, and his face is like a crown of jade.

Just looking at these two people makes people feel that they are a special pair.

"I'm back." Zhong Liyang came to the woman's side.

The woman did not get up or answer.

Zhong Liyang frowned, took her hand, pulled her up and forced her to look at him, with a gentle voice: "What's wrong with you?"

The woman shook off his hand and raised her chin stubbornly, her eyes red.

"Are you still asking me? You promised me that as long as I stay in Fuxue Palace, you will not go to Pingtian to kill again, but you have never done it!"

"In that case, you might as well let me go as soon as possible!"

Zhong Liyang wanted to say something but couldn't. He gently stroked her hair, lowered his head and kissed her on the cheek, with a frivolous and mocking tone: "Then you run away again."

Then, without waiting for the woman to speak, Daheng picked her up and stepped back with understanding.

The bed curtains were blown by the wind, and he threw the woman into the soft big bed behind him. Her hair was spread on the bed, playing with his heartstrings.

Zhong Liyang fell on the woman's tears that seemed to be resigned to her fate: his Adam's apple twitched, and his evil deep eyes were stained with lust: "Just warm my bed obediently, and you don't have to worry about anything else."

The woman stopped talking. Her eyes changed from anger to disappointment. She made no move and allowed him to do whatever he wanted.

He leaned down, knelt and straddled the woman's legs, held her pretty face, and gently pecked her lips.

"Do you like the sword I gave you?"

The woman had a cold face and did not answer.

He was not annoyed and gently untied her belt. The bed curtain fell, and the moonlight was full of swaying lingering.

The dream ended abruptly.

Lou Yueyang sat up sweating profusely. She was so tired and had such a scary dream.

She covered her beating heart, feeling full of uneasiness.

It wasn't enough to be frightened by him during the day, he also haunted her in her dreams.

It's just strange that although there are both male and female disciples in Luoying Mountain, the discipline is very strict and there is no secular affairs between men and women. She has never been exposed to such knowledge anywhere. The details in this dream...

Why is it so real?

It's like it really happened.

Lou Yueyang calmed down her heartbeat and wanted to get out of bed to get a glass of water, but suddenly a bright light flashed beside her pillow.

Lou Yueyang's expression changed and she got out of bed. The wound was screaming with dissatisfaction, but she had no time to care.

By the moonlight, Lou Yueyang saw the sword stuck on her bedside.

Glowing green.

The Tianyuan Sword with a large gaping hole was inserted straight into the floor tiles, and the ancient patterns on it were filled with the blood of countless people.

Lou Yueyang sat aside blankly, so nervous that he couldn't figure out what to do for a long time.

She looked at the door and window, but there was no sign of being opened, and there was no sign of the man in the house. The sword seemed to appear out of thin air.

She tried to pull out the sword, but the sword that she had pulled out easily from the depths of the ground did not move at this time.

Lou Yueyang tried several times but failed. As soon as he let go, the sword disappeared again.

Lou Yueyang didn't know what to do, so he simply put on his coat and went to the front hall to find his master.

It has been five or six hours since she came back, and the master has not sent anyone to find her yet. Most likely, the result has not been negotiated, which is enough to show how serious the situation is.

From the time she left the house to the front hall, there was no one there. Lou Yueyang didn't know if they were all asleep or if they were all scared away by the dragon demon.

The master and his uncle were still discussing, so Lou Yueyang asked the Taoist boy to report the matter while he waited at the door.

The spring wind is still a little cold.

Lou Yueyang tightened his clothes, and suddenly a vague male voice came to his ears. If you don't listen to the meaning, the voice is still very pleasant.

"A noble Taoist disciple starts having erotic dreams before he has returned to secular life. How ridiculous!"

Lou Yueyang "!!!"

Her back immediately stiffened, she pulled out the dagger from her waist, and looked around warily.

"Who? Come out quickly!"

The man's harsh voice sounded again: "Hey, you forgot about me so quickly? Weren't you just crying in your dream?"