Absolutely admire

Bai Yuan asked without changing his expression: "What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing." Cong Rong turned his head away from his eyes and said falteringly, "I...I have to change my clothes."

He also knew in his heart that what happened yesterday was entirely his own fault, but as soon as pieces of fragments flashed through his mind, it caused a faint pink blush like a peach blossom on his neck.

Bai Yuan glanced at Cong Rong inadvertently, took a full look at his current expression and raising his eyebrows, the corners of his lips curled up, and said indifferently: "Well, what's the matter."

Cong Rong was stunned: "..."

He suddenly recalled that when he lived in the bamboo forest, when he woke up in the morning and changed his clothes, he seemed to take them off in front of Bai Yuan.

At that time, he didn't feel any embarrassment at all, he just took off his clothes in front of a man, and he was not a woman, so why was he afraid of being seen by Bai Yuan?

But now the situation is different, and he feels a little scared.

And this fear came out of nowhere, even Cong Rong himself found it inconceivable.

In order not to appear to be the only one who felt embarrassed, Cong Rong quickly covered his face with one hand, adjusted his expression, then put down his hand, pretending to be calm and said: "It's nothing, nothing, I'm just telling you."

Trying to be as expressionless as possible, then he turned his body slightly, without looking at Bai Yuan's face, grabbed the sleeve of his clothes, quickly took off his clothes, and quickly put on new clothes again.

The total time added up is no more than half a minute.

After changing his clothes, Cong Rong walked in his direction and said calmly, "Let's go."

Bai Yuan sat in the same place without answering, kept his head slightly raised, and stared at him deeply for a while, Cong Rong's breathing froze for a moment.

After waiting for a while, Bai Yuan nodded slightly in agreement, got up and went out.Only then did Cong Rong take a breath, and he almost couldn't catch his breath just now, and wanted to suffocate him to death.

Then the two people in the back room left the room one after the other and went to Dai Qingyu's house.

Bai Yuan Cong Rong stood outside the door, and as soon as he opened the door, there was a gloomy aura sweeping over him.

Cong Rong looked in, and saw that the weird aura full of resentment was emanating from Dai Qingyu who was still sitting upright.

He sharpened his fangs and sharpened his mouth, making a "creaking" sound. He put one hand on the table and knocked loudly, while the other hand clenched into a fist and propped it on his forehead. The expression on his face was almost vicious.

They knew that Dai Qingyu was in a bad mood again.As for the reason, there is no need to ask too much, nine out of ten must be because of Qu Ling.

As soon as Dai Qingyu heard the sound of pushing the door, there was a trance of joy as if the clear light reflected the snow for a moment, but when he saw the black and white figure coming, the light in his eyes dimmed again, and then gradually turned into resentment.

The two walked over with their hands behind their backs. Cong Rong did whatever he wanted as if he was living in his own home. He just pulled the stool and sat down next to Dai Qingyu, and sneered at him, "What's wrong with you?"

Bai Yuan moved gently and sat beside him, opposite to Dai Qingyu.

Facing Cong Rong's questioning knowingly, and even with a gloating tone, Dai Qingyu glared at him fiercely, grinding his teeth more loudly, as if to say: You unsympathetic guy, get out of my eyes now, immediately. disappear!

"Sulking early in the morning will shorten your life. Are you afraid that you, a demon king, will die young?" Cong Rong blinked at him with a smile, as if he hadn't seen his eyes, "It was too late yesterday. I didn't ask, what kind of wine are the wines displayed at the Youtian Festival?"

After listening to the first half of the sentence, he was going to speak out, but he suddenly asked seriously, Dai Qingyu choked, and then said leisurely: "Why are you asking this all of a sudden? It's just ordinary sake."

In the middle of asking Li Qian'er last night, Cong Rong kicked out Dai Qingyu, who was very irritable and noisy, so he couldn't figure out what Cong Rong asked, and he didn't understand why he was asking this.

Cong Rong raised his eyebrows and said, "Ordinary wine, are you sure?"

"How can I guarantee this? I didn't prepare the wine. This king is a majestic demon king. How could he do such a thing as wine making?" Dai Qingyu said with his tongue, "Why are you asking this?"

"Don't talk nonsense, it just has to do with that demon cultivator." Cong Rong looked impatient, "Who is the one who brews, presents, and serves the wine?"

Dai Qingyu's facial expression twitched like a convulsion, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Qu Ling poured the wine."

As soon as the voice fell, there was silence in the room.

Hearing that he only answered the last question, Cong Rong continued to ask patiently: "Where is the brewer? Where is the wine? Why don't you say it."

Dai Qingyu froze for a moment, thought for a moment, finally opened his mouth slightly as if to say something, turned his head to look at Cong Rong's face, then put on an almost solemn expression, and said dumbly: "I don't know."

Cong Rong: "..."

This guy only pays attention to this vixen named Qu Ling?

Even someone like this can become the Demon King. Most likely he bribed someone to open the back door, right?

Even if the back door is opened, such an idiot should step down after staying in this position for less than three days. How did he get so far?

He even wondered if Dai Qingyu had made some kind of deal with Moxiu, so that Moxiu could confuse those monsters and make Dai Qingyu their king.

Cong Rong supported his forehead, he didn't want to ask this idiot one more question, if he asked, he didn't ask.

"Go, go, let your men go and investigate." Cong Rong couldn't bear to look directly at Dai Qingyu, what kind of close friend?It's just bluffing, their relationship is definitely not pure!Exhausted, he said, "By the way, call Qu Ling here."

Dai Qingyu frowned, and suddenly, anger turned into disappointment, and her voice was so small that it was almost like a mosquito: "No, he won't come."

Cong Rong wondered: "Why, how dare he not listen to the words of the Demon King?"

"Did you see him listen to me yesterday?" Dai Qingyu glared at him again, and glanced at Bai Yuan from time to time, for fear that he would see Bai Yuan's frightening appearance again because of Cong Rong. His eyes were looking directly at himself.

Seeing Bai Yuan's composed demeanor, and the surprisingly soft brows, he must be in a good mood, and Dai Qingyu's heart that had just been suspended just now quietly let go.

"You first ask your subordinates to search for everyone related to the wine in the Youtian Festival, and give me the list." Cong Rong stood up suddenly, and said with a solemn expression: "Also, since you can't invite that song Ling, then Bai Yuan and I will invite you to stay here."

He really looked down on this person in front of him.

Dai Qingyu: "..."

When Cong Rong said this, Dai Qingyu himself noticed that the inner and outer meaning of what he said was already obvious.

To put it bluntly, it means that as the demon king of Qingyin Mountain, he is not only indifferent to the big and small things in the clan, but also seems to be too timid and timid, even afraid of people who are several ranks lower than himself. .

Mingming calls himself "the king" all day long, but he doesn't have the courage to be a demon king at all.

Dai Qingyu was unhappy in his heart, and all these emotions were expressed on his face without reservation, but he didn't dare to say anything.

For Qu Ling, he really had no choice but no confidence.Except for him, in the entire Qingyin Mountain, it seems that no one can catch his eyes.

After Cong Rong finished speaking, he stepped out, and Bai Yuan didn't need to remind him, he just got up and left with him.Only Dai Qingyu was left alone in the room with his head downcast, thinking sullenly about monsters.

"Bai Yuan, how do you know this kind of person?" Cong Rong always walks meanderingly, but now he is walking straight and upright. In addition, his original appearance is outstanding, and he has been exaggerated by Bai Yuan for two years. Some have the charm of a fairy who has just entered and exited the mortal world.It's just that he was dressed in black, coupled with his strange tone of voice and handsome appearance, he just carved an evil spirit that was hard to shake off.

He said: "This kind of person can also be a demon king, and I am really convinced."

Regardless of Bai Yuan's indifferent personality, it seems that four large characters "Don't come near me" are written all over his body, giving people a feeling that he is hard to get close to.

Furthermore, even if Bai Yuan really knew some people, that person should be as refined as himself, with a refined manner of speaking.Even if this is not the case, it should be humorous and bold, such as a chivalrous person.

How could he end up being such a bastard waiting to die, a country bumpkin who can't get out of it as soon as he's indulging in the beauty of a vixen?

Unexpectedly, Bai Yuan said softly: "You also know it."

"..." Cong Rong staggered under his feet and almost fell, "This joke is not funny."

How could he know Dai Qingyu?

How could he not remember this kind of man with blue eyes and fangs, if he had seen him before?

When they came to the corner, a young man in a dark blue gown met the two of them face to face.Cong Rong accidentally hit his forehead on the opponent's chest, which was as hard as hitting an iron block.

Cong Rong: "..."

The man seemed to smile, and a low moan came from above him, saying, "Why don't you look at the road when you walk?"

After he finished speaking, he was about to touch Cong Rong's arms, and Bai Yuan beside him was expressionless and quickly supported Cong Rong, leaning him closer to him.

"No need to do this, I just want to help him." The man cried and laughed, "My name is Qi Zile, who are you?"

Cong Rong sucked on the numb nose that was hit, and secretly complained about why everyone was taller than him.

He raised his eyes to see Bai Yuan's expression, and found that Bai Yuan didn't look at him or at Qi Zile, but leaned on his shoulder and looked away.

Looking at it like this, Bai Yuan didn't want to talk to this person anymore.

Cong Rong sighed helplessly, dealing with this kind of thing still depends on him.

He cleared his throat and said, "I am Cong Rong, he is Bai Yuan, and we are from Jiuxiao Mountain."

"Jiuxiao Mountain?" Qi Zile raised his eyebrows, opened his mouth slightly, and stared wide-eyed, his face full of disbelief, "What are you doing here?"

Hehe, this exaggerated expression is comparable to Mo Yenan's.

Cong Rong said leisurely: "Because I heard that the Youtian Festival was destroyed, and you were harassed by a cloud of black energy, and your king stubbornly invited you here."

Qi Zile thought about it for a while, then suddenly said with a sneer: "Oh, so that's the case, that guy is really useless, he can't solve anything by himself."

Regarding this, Cong Rong folded his arms and nodded in agreement. After a while, he realized that something was wrong, and said, "You are too bold to say that, aren't you afraid that others will hear it?"

Even if Dai Qingyu is really useless, but after all, he is also the demon king of Qingyin Mountain. Is it really okay for a citizen to say that about his own king?

"What's there to be afraid of?" Qi Zile snorted, and said with disdain on his face, "Obviously my cultivation base and my ability to handle affairs are all higher than his, so why can that guy be the demon king and I can't?"

……

Oh, I understand.

Cong Rong changed the subject and said, "By the way, do you know who is the one who brews and presents wine at the Youtian Festival?"

"The one who makes the wine and the one who presents the wine?" Qi Zile frowned slightly, then stretched it out again, pointing to himself, "Isn't it me who made the wine?"

Cong Rong: "..."

This luck is simply nothing to say.

Cong Rong asked: "Did you add anything to the wine, or do you know the identity of that cloud of mist?"

"How could I know." Qi Zile raised his eyebrows, he didn't know why and said authentically, "I just brewed ordinary wine, but I didn't do any tricks, why, is there something wrong with that wine?"

Although this man has a sly face and is not considered handsome, and one can tell that he is not a gentleman at a glance, but judging by his expression, it doesn't look like he is lying.

Cong Rong scratched his head and said, "Okay, we still have business to do, so let's go."

Qi Zile said: "Where are you going?"

Cong Rong replied, "Go find Qu Ling."

He was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "I know where he is, I'll take you there."

"I know too." Cong Rong raised his eyebrows, pointed at Bai Yuan and said, "I went with him yesterday."

"I want to go too." Qi Zile said persistently, "If there is anything that can help, I can also help."

I really don't need your help...

Seeing that he insisted on going, Cong Rong sighed silently, and agreed, "You can do whatever you want."