Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

Kasyapa breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that Yanchen and Nanxiang had finally left the demon world for the human world.

Originally, I really wanted to see the blooming inkstone, but in the end, haha, I might as well not mention it.

The wedding day had passed and he had not left the palace for three consecutive years. He was really numb.

He, the powerful person in the demon world, would never admit that he was... sour.

Although he also has a lover, his lover doesn't like to see him recently. QAQ

Although he once said that he "passed among thousands of flowers without a single leaf touching him"...

Bah, that was just random nonsense before. He is very clean!

He only sticks to his queen.

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Since nine hundred years ago, Kasyapa would talk and complain to a Ruomu tree in his palace every day.

Under this Ruo tree, Kasyapa felt very relaxed.

This Ruomu tree was a seed he got from Jiuyin Mountain nine hundred years ago.

At that time, I thought about planting this Ruomu seed in my Demon Emperor Palace.

Nine hundred years later, the old Ruomu seed has grown into a big tree.

In fact, it is not very tall, with red trunks and green leaves.

Fiery red flowers are dotted among them, gorgeous.

I don’t know since when, Kasyapa liked to share his daily life and his mood with this Ruomu.

Although he is usually playful and playful, he is very lonely and desolate in his heart.

Every time Kasyapa went to the mortal world and came back, he would lean on Ruomu and talk to him.

Kasyapa likes to drink, but he cannot drink some wine.

Because the drunken Kasyapa was a little abnormal, he had made a fool of himself twice before.

Once it was a beautiful snake, and once it was a drunken hugging a tree and crying, kissing like crazy, and even a prototype peacock spreading its tail.

Kassapa admitted that he was drunk, but he only got drunk on wine brewed from special things, such as wine brewed from the leaves of the leaves.

The second time he got drunk was because he drank the wine sent by the fans on Swaggering Mountain.

Now that I think about it, I was tricked by that broken flower again.

Kasyapa's memory of the second time he was drunk was fragmented and could not be remembered clearly.

But Kasyapa felt very familiar, as if he had seen her again.

That woman in a red dress who was so charming and fiery, that woman who chased him for ten streets and finally left in a dashing way.

And the tree he kissed crazily was Ruomu in his Demon Emperor's Palace.

Since then, he has not dared to lie under the Ruomu tree, always feeling a little embarrassed.

Every time he was in the Demon Emperor's Palace, he would deliberately avoid Ruomu, but he couldn't help but learn about Ruomu's situation from other palace maids.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, he just felt weird.

So when Yanchen obtained the Nine Wulian from the Demon Emperor's Palace and went to the mortal world, he took the opportunity to go to the mortal world to sort out his thoughts.

During that time in the mortal world, Yan Chen pointed out this matter, and he felt a little guilty.

Then he calmed down and slowly became convinced that after these nine hundred years of silent companionship, he seemed to have developed an inexplicable affection for Ruomu, whom he carefully planted and shared with her every day.

It wasn't obvious before, but after that drunken moment, this feeling became more and more obvious.

Thinking of the nostalgia that I had for provoking and rejecting the mortal woman in red a thousand years ago, now I also have feelings for a tree.

Under these two emotions, His Majesty the Demon Emperor, who always talked about being romantic, escaped.

So in order to hold on to the thousand-year love, he decided not to miss her or miss her.

Little did he know that my thoughts took root and grew rapidly, and a fiery red tree grew beside the lake in my heart.

Like her, but not like her.

Like Ruomu, but not like Ruomu.

Kassapa thought he was crazy.

Why is it that the Ruomu tree he raised is the mortal woman he rejected thousands of years ago and then fell in love with.

impossible.

After returning to the demon world with Yanchen and Nanxiang, he decided to face his feelings directly.

Thousands of years ago, it was a pity. This time, we should cherish the people in front of us.

Although Ruomu has never transformed in front of him so far, he can wait.

Kasyapa wanted to laugh a little.

I thought he, the ruler of the demon world, the only white peacock in the world who had practiced cultivation for five thousand years, actually fell in love with a tree.

Stepping into Ruomushu's territory again, Kasyapa's pupils were slightly startled, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The fiery red Ruohua blooms on the branches, extremely gorgeous and breathtakingly beautiful.

What surprised him was the bright red figure of Ruo Muxia.

Just the sight of his back made Kasyapa's heart beat fiercely, and he felt a slight sourness for a moment.

A feeling of déjà vu, like an old friend coming.

Kasyapa approached slowly, waved his folding fan, and asked softly:

"Dare you ask the girl her name?"

The woman in red turned around and smiled brightly: "Mr. Ye, we haven't seen you for a thousand years, and you don't remember me?"

Seeing this familiar face and hearing this familiar voice, Kasyapa realized that he had not had any illusions.

It was her, the girl he had missed for a long, long time.

It turns out that the ridiculous idea he had in his mind before was not ridiculous at all.

With quick eyes and hands, Kasyapa held the girl he had missed for a thousand years in his arms, leaned down and hugged each other tightly, speechless for a moment.

After a long time, Ruohua heard the man's voice twitching on her shoulder:

"Ruohua, I know it's you. I was wrong."

Ruohua, who had been serving as the emotional tree hole of a certain peacock, took a deep breath helplessly, patted her shoulder gently, and said in a gentle voice:

"I know everything. You have told me tens of thousands of times."

The originally sad and tender scene suddenly stopped.

Kasyapa belatedly realized that everything seemed to be exposed in front of Ruohua, not even his foundation was left.

He pulled away from Ruohua's shoulder and smiled:

"Ruohua, why don't you expose me? I, the mighty Demon Emperor, have no face?"

Ruohua looked at him with difficulty: "Master Ye, do you need me to help you review the experience of chasing Shitiaojie? This way, this time it won't be considered as exposing you."

Kasyapa choked and felt like he was back a thousand years ago.

He stared lovingly at the girl in red in front of him, and finally hugged her and kissed the red lips he thought about day and night.

For a long time, the two of them sat under Ruo Mu holding hands.

Kasyapa asked: "What happened a thousand years ago?"

Ruohua: "I am Ruomu Tree Spirit. A thousand years ago, because I yearned for the prosperity of fireworks in the mortal world, I reincarnated my soul into the mortal world and became a mortal woman. You know what happened next."

Kasyapa nodded, finally untying a knot in his heart, and he felt that his mind was clear.

"This time, I won't back down."

Ruohua looked at someone who had restrained her carelessness, her eyes were firm and stubborn, and her heart couldn't help but move slightly. She nodded gently:

"Me too."

Kasyapa bit the tip of his tongue and put a drop of his blood essence into Ruohua's mouth. He smiled tenderly and swore:

"I didn't dare to admit it before, but now I want to use the Three Realms as proof. Demon Emperor Kasyapa will always be in love with Ruomu, tree spirit and Ruohua, and will never regret it after all the changes in the world."

Ruohua was stunned for a moment, but before Kassapa could react, he did the same thing:

"I, Ruohua, the spirit of Ruomu, please bear witness from the spirits of the eight wildernesses and the four seas. Ruohua will always accompany Kasyapa until the end of the world."

Kasyapa looked at her again, couldn't help but pick her up by the waist, and walked all the way back to the palace.

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Thousands of years of thoughts are like flowers, even though all kinds of love are deep and hard to resist. It's hard to let go of love when you're drunk, even if you're romantic and thoughtful.