If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

Under his inexplicable anxiety, Song Chuyi shook his head.

[Impossible, it should be impossible. 】

Song Chuyi put away his thoughts and smiled towards Si Yuanye.

"Si Yuanye, I'm not afraid of demons, so are you afraid of humans?"

The corners of Si Yuanye's mouth curled up slightly, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and the shadow cast by his long eyelashes deepened the dark meaning between his brows.

"afraid?"

He smiled wildly, his hair flying, and he was extremely arrogant.

"My inner demons have been eliminated, and I no longer have anything to fear in this world."

"I don't believe it." Song Chuyi suddenly took a step forward, got closer, grabbed Si Yuanye's left hand, put it in his palm and rubbed it, "You must be afraid of the heat!"

[Such cold hands must be afraid of heat! 】

Si Yuanye:......

Sometimes he really suspected what was in Song Chuyi's mind.

How could he be so smart and so stupid at the same time?

Warmth came from the fingertips. Song Chuyi's two hands wrapped around his hands, and even the fingertips were clamped in his palms, and he rubbed them vigorously.

His palms were warm, a very warm feeling.

Heat enveloped him, making his fingertips and even his palms start to feel hot.

His body seemed to be rejecting the heat and kept clamoring to stay away.

If you stay any longer, not only your hands, but your body will also get hot.

No, it's starting to feel hot now, but it's not coming from the fingertips, but the heat radiating from the heart.

It quickly flowed to his limbs and bones, causing his body to tremble and he jerked his hand back.

"Look, let me just say you are afraid of heat." Song Chuyi said confidently.

Si Yuanye ignored him and disappeared in a flash.

Song Chuyi laughed out loud, "Cat Mao is afraid of heat!"

Si Yuanye hiding in the dark:...

Okay, very good.

That night, a blazing fire was set up in the palace, which made everyone in the demon clan feel frightened.

Fire... Demons are afraid of fire.

It was so hot that it seemed to burn them clean every time it came near.

The demons secretly speculated that the demon king wanted to punish the demons who made him angry, so he used the flames rising into the sky to let all the demons know the consequences of irritating him.

For a time, everyone was in danger and did not dare to act rashly.

Song Chuyi also saw the fire that was set up. It was very big and occupied one-half of the space in front of the palace.

He was curious and wanted to ask Si Yuanye, but he couldn't find anyone after searching for a long time.

Seeing the fire burning more and more fiercely, he became a little anxious.

How can we not have a bonfire party with such a good fire!

Since Si Yuanye is avoiding him, don't blame him for not doing anything else!

So Song Chuyi opened the palace door and shouted: "Hello everyone! Come in and play!"

"I had a huge bonfire!"

The demons guarding outside the palace looked at each other, not knowing what the bonfire party was.

Youmo asked curiously, "What is that?"

Song Chuyi explained loudly: "It's a party where everyone eats, drinks, has fun, dances and sword fights around the bonfire!"

"Come in and play! I've prepared a lot of fun and delicious pills!"

“Free delivery tonight!”

The demons still don't know what this bonfire party is.

But Venerable Song said that the elixirs would be given free of charge.

Youmo doubted whether this was a scene, but...he was the First Master of the Song Dynasty.

Youmo walked in first.

One after another, demons walked in, and there was faint laughter inside.

"Come in and play!"

Song Chuyi was still shouting enthusiastically.

More and more demons walked in.

Everyone held hands and started dancing around the soaring fire.

Jumping left and right, very happy.

The fire in front of him burned, with scarlet flames beating.

It still radiated great heat belonging to it, and their bodies began to heat up.

But they were not afraid.

They just feel relaxed and happy.

They can laugh unbridled, or dance with the demons next to them.

The flames illuminated their faces, reflecting smiles.

More and more demons are joining.

Dancing around the fire will not satisfy them.

They began to fight spontaneously, without using magic and relying entirely on physical combat.

Passionate and fun.

Some demons brought out wine, and some demons brought out food.

The food becomes more fragrant when it is roasted on the fire, and when paired with a sip of wine, an unprecedented sense of satisfaction fills my heart.

Si Yuanye, who was handling political affairs in the palace, heard the noise and frowned slightly.

"What's happening outside?"

The secret guard replied: "Venerable Song said they were having a bonfire party."

"Around the fire?" he asked.

The secret guard nodded affirmatively and couldn't help but look outside.

He really wants to go out and play.

Master Song also said that the elixirs will be distributed for free tonight.

He wants it too.

Si Yuanye fell silent briefly after hearing the secret guard's words.

The original intention of the fire was that he ordered the devil to set it up to prove that he was not afraid of fire.

Not long after the fight started, he couldn't bear it anymore and left.

It was indeed...too hot.

You can feel the heat even from a hundred meters away.

He returned to the palace and was dealing with political affairs and forgot about it for a while.

Unexpectedly, only half an hour had passed before a bonfire party started outside.

Amidst the noise, he was even able to catch Song Chuyi's voice.

He seemed drunk, but also seemed to be simply excited.

he was chanting.

"I'll give you a sword dance to cheer up the fun!"

Si Yuanye put down the pen in his hand and his eyes darkened slightly.

"Go out and see."

His figure quickly disappeared.

In the open space of the palace, Song Chuyi rose into the sky.

He stood in the middle, on top of the flames.

There were burning tongues of fire under his feet, and the fire quickly sprang up, as if it wanted to devour Song Chuyi.

But he didn't realize it and took out his sword.

It was a sword that was entirely cyan, small and delicate, and was exceptionally harmonious when he held it in his hand.

The wind blew, and he moved with it.

He is stepping on the flames, holding a green sword, and every move is like water or clouds, and even more like him.

The demons looked up and looked a little crazy.

Si Yuanye hid among the demons, his pupils dark and dark.

It's this feeling again.

This feeling of wanting to completely control this person, to suppress him, to watch him pity and beg for mercy.

There were demons whispering nearby.

"He is so beautiful, I want to keep him for myself."

Greedy possessiveness is the instinct engraved in the soul of the demons.

They don't know love, they only know possession.

If you like it, keep it; if you don't like it, throw it away.

So straightforward and cruel.

But now, the demon who said he wanted to take Song Chuyi as his own murmured:

"But I'm a little reluctant to give it up."

"He won't be happy being stuck next to me."

"I don't want to see him unhappy."

Si Yuanye slowly clenched his fists and looked through the demon group, directly towards Song Chuyi who was dancing the sword.

Demons don’t understand love, let alone letting go.

But now, some demons have feelings that even humans find difficult to achieve.