She is a heartthrob who wants to live a good life

His breathing became heavier and he became a little nervous. He couldn't tell what he felt in his heart or what was happening in his body.

"Cang Cang, stop pinching my ears," his voice was a little hoarse, "I feel a little itchy."

As he spoke, the pair of furry white tiger ears trembled even more violently.

After hearing what he said, Shen Weicang was even more reluctant to let go: "Luo Su, why are you so stingy? I just touched your ear, and you're not willing to let me go."

"You haven't answered me yet. Are you really a white tiger? How old are you this year?"

Luo Su's ears were still moving subconsciously, but they were held tightly by Shen Weicang. Hearing her words, he nodded slightly: "My original form is a white tiger, Cangcang, I already have..."

He said, doing a little calculation in his mind before continuing, "I'm probably almost two thousand years old."

Shen Weicang didn't think much about it and said bluntly: "So you are so old now."

Luo Su: "...Cang Cang, I am not old. I am not really an adult yet."

There are many old guys in the demon clan who have lived for thousands or tens of thousands of years. How come he is old?

He was about to explain a few more words when he suddenly noticed that Tan Yuan had turned back. His expression suddenly changed: "Cang Cang, it's not suitable to stay here for long. I will take you back to the Demon Realm first."

"Who wants to go back to the demon world with a round-haired bastard like you!"

Lan Zhinian in the jade pendant cursed again. Shen Weicang's eyes flashed with confusion. Why was this jade pendant so violent?

She reached out and stroked the jade pendant gently, and Lan Zhinian immediately shut up.

Luo Su hugged Shen Weicang tightly, and his figure disappeared on the spot. The surrounding scenery returned to normal, and the next moment a white shadow fell on the ground.

Tan Yuan clenched his fists, his eyes were already filled with coldness. Luo Su actually followed him to the Udumbara Secret Realm and took Cang Cang away.

What kind of grudge does he have with Cang Cang? Why does he keep chasing after Cang Cang?

With rage boiling in his chest, he waved his sleeves fiercely, and instantly the area within a few miles around was devastated. Trees fell to the ground one after another, and disciples from various sects who were fighting with the monsters were blown away and coughed up blood. The monsters were even killed on the spot.

In the back hall of the Jingchan Sect, a young monk was meditating and suddenly opened his eyes.

He was wearing a simple brown monk's robe and was twisting a string of Buddhist beads in his hands. He had a face that was a perfect blend of handsomeness and beauty, with sharp eyebrows, a sharp nose, thin rosy lips, but his eyes were gentle and compassionate.

This contradictory temperament of being like a Buddha and a demon complements him very well, making people want to get closer to him.

He sighed helplessly and stood up.

Someone outside the door reported in a low voice: "Brother, something happened in the secret realm."

The monk straightened his robes slowly and said in a gentle voice: "I'll go there."

"Brother, you don't need to worry about this..."

The young monk walked out of the back hall, smiling, and interrupted him: "The one who broke into the secret realm is Lingwu Mountain Tan Yuan. I'm afraid you can't handle it."

The monk clasped his hands together and lowered his eyes: "Yes."

In the secret realm, Tan Yuan was about to turn around and chase after the Demon Realm when a figure suddenly walked out in front of him.

"You are so reckless in the secret realm of my Pure Zen Sect," the young monk smiled and said kindly, "you really don't take the Pure Zen Sect seriously."

Tan Yuan's eyes were cold: "Jingwang, why did you let the demons into your secret place and let them take my disciples away? Why do you show up now to teach me a lesson?"

Jingwang clasped his hands together, his expression still gentle:

"Tanyuan Immortal Venerable, although this secret place is within the Pure Zen Sect, I am powerless to interfere too much, not to mention that Luo Su did not do anything excessive when he came in just now."

Tan Yuan was impatient to talk to him any more and turned to leave. Jing Wang finally opened his slightly squinting eyes:

"According to the rules of the Pure Zen Sect, sects that violate the rules have no right to compete for all the treasures in the secret realm. Please return the Demon King Bone to me, Immortal Venerable."

Tan Yuan seemed not to hear it. Just as he took a step, a golden lotus shadow appeared at his toes, locking his movements.

"Jingwang, I don't have time to argue with you now," Tan Yuan raised his foot and crushed Jin Lianying, "Get away from me."

Jingwang's eyes flashed with compassion: "Since the Immortal Venerable is unwilling to admit his fault, then I have no choice but to take action to maintain order."

His monk robe fluttered without wind, and a flash of cinnabar flashed between his eyebrows. In an instant, he stood in front of Tan Yuan again: "I hope the Immortal Venerable will not tarnish the reputation of Lingwu Mountain."

Tan Yuan's black hair was blown up, and the shadow of animal pupils could be faintly seen in his eyes.

He attacked directly, and several sharp white lights attacked Jingwang's face and heart at the same time. The latter's expression did not change, and the golden lotus appeared again, blocking Tan Yuan's killing move.

Jingwang sighed slightly: "Why commit the sin of killing?"

As the compassionate words came out of his mouth, he flipped his hand and made a Buddhist seal, attacking Tan Yuan's vital point mercilessly.

Tan Yuan became more and more angry. Anyone who dared to stop him from saving Cang Cang should die!

His eyes completely turned into fox eyes. He stretched out his right hand to summon the magic sword, jumped up, and the tip of the sword attacked Jingwang's heart with a fierce momentum, but was blocked by a golden lotus.

The pressure from the two of them killed all living things around them. Fortunately, the monks who were implicated by Tan Yuan's angry sleeves just now realized that something was wrong and fled from this place.

******

Demon world.

Shen Weicang followed Luo Su into the Demon Palace and looked around curiously.

"Luo Su, it turns out that the demon world is so beautiful," her eyes sparkled with joy and curiosity, "I thought it would be dark and gloomy everywhere."

Although the sky is different from the outside world, it is not as dark and suffocating as ink. Instead, it is like a clear night sky dotted with stars, with a few blue-green lights flashing from time to time.

Luo Su held her hand and walked through a garden, heading towards the bedroom: "As long as Cang Cang likes it."

He thought to himself, since Cang Cang praised the Demon Realm as beautiful, he must be willing to stay here, right?

Once he and Cang Cang are engaged, if she gets bored of staying in the demon world, he can take her out to play from time to time.

He didn't expect Cang Cang to come to the Demon Realm so early. He had to speed up his trial moves.

Shen Weicang suddenly stopped and said, "Luo Su, what kind of flower is that? It's so beautiful. Can I pick it?"

Luo Su looked in the direction of her hand. It was a double-petaled magic flame flower. Its petals were like fireworks. Among the colorful flowers, the pure white flower was indeed eye-catching.

He raised his hand and plucked the flower from the air and held it in his hand: "Cang Cang is the master of this Demon Palace. Everything here is yours. Just take whatever you want."

"Why did you pick it off?" Shen Weicang complained, "I wanted to pick it myself."

She carefully reached out and took the flower: "What's the fun in letting you pick it?"

Luo Su explained: "This flower is called the Double-petaled Demon Flame Flower. Don't look at it as fragile, but it is surrounded by demon thorns. Cangcang, you don't know it well and you can be easily stabbed by it."

Shen Weicang was unreasonable: "How can you, a great demon king, watch me get stabbed?"

Luo Su smiled silently, his eyebrows softened for her little temper: "Of course not."

The two walked into the bedroom, and the flower in Shen Weicang's hand was wilting slightly. She was a little anxious: "Luo Su, what happened? It's dead!"

Luo Su raised his hand and touched the flower to infuse it with magic energy: "This magic flame flower cannot be watered without magic energy. Without roots, it needs to be infused with magic energy every once in a while."

Sure enough, after being gently stroked by Luo Su, the Demon Flame Flower immediately became energetic again.