Master told me to cultivate demons, what should I do?

The poisonous butterfly flew to the place where Shuo Yan was and landed, turning into Qing You, looking at the thorns in front of her, Qing You walked up and was about to walk in.

"No. Master, please don't go..." Xiao Shuo Nan stretched out his hand to grab the hem of Qingyou's clothes. At this time, Xiao Shuo Nan's feet were entangled by thorns, and even the thorns had a tendency to grow.

Hum—the Liuning sword appeared, Qingyou hugged Xiao Shuoyan in her arms, and cut off the thorns that entangled him with the Liuning sword.

"Master..." Xiao Shuo hugged Qingyou's waist, greedily rubbing against Qingyou's body, the smell of Qingyou's body in his breath made him feel extra at ease.

Qingyou thought that Xiao Shuo was frightened by the thorns just now, so she stretched out her hand and patted Xiao Shuo's back comfortingly, looked at the thorns behind her, lowered her head and said to Xiao Shuo: "Xiao Zijin is obedient, stay here obediently." Here, Master will be back in a while."

After finishing speaking, Qingyou stretched out her hand to remove Xiao Shuoyan who was stuck to him, and clenched the Liuning Sword in her hand, intending to cut off the thorns with one blow.

"Don't! Master will get hurt, Zijin doesn't want Master to get hurt...it's too dark, it's so dark here, master will turn black..."

Listening to Xiao Shuo's incoherent words, Qingyou directly divided his words into two parts, one was to tell him not to get close to the thorns, and the other was that it was too dark here, Xiao Shuo was afraid that he would be blackened.

After a moment of silence, Qingyou put her hand on Xiao Shuo's head, and Xiao Shuo asked puzzled, "Master?"

"Hey! Did you forget what the teacher said just now, kid? The teacher asked you to stay here. If the kid is disobedient, the teacher will be angry, and you don't want to be angry for the teacher, right?" Qingyou squatted Lower body, reached out and pinched Xiao Shuo's small face.

Xiao Shuoyan lowered her eyes, thought for a while, then raised her head, and said to Qingyou, "Zijin is going too. Shuoyan is a bastard, and what I want to tell him is not those, he doesn't even read it..."

The more Xiaoshuo said, the more he felt aggrieved. He obviously wanted to tell Shuo about something else, but Shuo only read the first part and didn't finish it.

"Well, that's right! Zijin has always been like this, and so is the world. He always only believes what he understands, even if it's wrong." Qingyou leaned against Xiao Shuo's forehead, and did not deny Xiao Shuo's words. .

Xiao Shuoyan looked at Qingyou's face that was close at hand, leaned forward, kissed the corner of Qingyou's mouth, and said with a sweet smile: "Zijin likes Master. Since the poisonous butterfly appeared in front of me, and then When I saw Master in Poison Butterfly's memory, I fell in love with it."

"It's said in the book that love at first sight is love at first sight, but the master is really good-looking! The book is really right."

No matter what the initial intention of approaching was, he did fall in love with Qingyou in the end.

If there is no love at first sight like love at first sight, how can you want to touch his thoughts?

"I really can't help it." Qingyou hugged Xiao Shuoyan in her arms, stood up, looked at the thorns in front of her and said, "This is what you say when you become one! I like it very much as a teacher."

"Yeah." Xiao Shuo nodded, stretched out his arms and hugged Qingyou's neck tightly.

Qingyou pursed her lips and smiled lightly, the surface of the Liuning Sword in her hand emitted a faint light, and swung the sword.

What is the responsibility?

It's what you should do, but what you have to do.

Can you give up everything for the sake of responsibility?

Ok……

"It's so dark..." Shuo Yan's body was tied up by thorns, but after he finished speaking, the thorns grew a little longer and entangled him even tighter.

Shuo Nian's eyes were dim, and his whole body was lifeless, as if this was just a body without a soul, and the thorns that entangled him were like chains, making it impossible for him to break free, nor could he break free.

Why are there so many involuntary people in the world? When you are in danger, you can only face the difficulties, move forward without purpose, and only know that you cannot die.

For 200 years, Shuo Yan has never experienced the so-called warmth. His father is busy with the affairs of the devil world and does not see him, and his mother is strict and makes him dare not approach him. Others... fear him, fear him, and fear him.

So, what is warmth?What is the light again...

"Zijin..." Qingyou's voice reached Shuoyan's ears, Shuoyan raised his eyes slightly, and saw the thorns being split by the Liuning sword, and Qingyou held Xiaoshuoyan in one hand, and pointed at him with the sword in the other. come along.

Xiao Shuoyan got down from Qingyou's body, ran up to Shuoyan, suppressed the tears in his eyes, and said, "White! Idiot, idiot, idiot, idiot... This is not your body alone, this is your body. It’s still mine, I have to go back to save my father and queen mother, I have to go back to save Juzi, and I have to see Master..."

Shuo Yan: "..." I will never admit that this is me.

Liu Ningjian disappeared, Qingyou stretched out her hand and rubbed Xiao Shuo's head, Xiao Shuo cried out in an instant, hugging Qingyou and was not ready to let go.

"Zijin, I haven't seen you for a while, why did you look like this?" Qingyou stretched out her hand to lightly touch Shuo Yan's face, and the thorns turned into spiritual power and disappeared in an instant.

"Master, I'm sorry to make you worry." Shuo Yan stretched out his hand to grab Qingyou's hand, Qingyou's hand was very warm, warm to the coldest place in Shuo Yan's heart, and felt inexplicably sad for a moment.

Qingyou smiled, stretched out her hand to pat Xiao Shuoyan on the back, and said, "Tell him what you haven't told him yet."

After Xiao Shuo Nan rubbed against Qingyou, he opened his eyes red from crying and looked at Shuo Nan. The space changed in an instant, and it became the scene they saw for the first time.

After Xiao Shuoan left, Murong Su took Xiao Shuoan's calligraphy and painting and walked to the desk, wanting to see what Xiao Shuoyan wrote.

Seeing the open book on the desk, Murong Su was stunned. There were only two words on the book: father king and mother queen.

Murong Su pursed her lips, her eyes turned red for a moment, as if she was laughed at by Xiao Shuo's clumsy anger, she said in a trembling voice, "It's really..."

It's really... unexpected.

"I didn't expect my wife to have such an emotional side. I really surprised my husband." Shuo Ruohan stood up from behind the tree outside the window, leaning on the window sill with both hands, and said to Murong Su.

Murong Su reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said to Shuo Ruohan, "How long have you been hiding behind the tree? Are you done with the devil world?"

"It's natural." Shuo Ruohan flipped into the room with both hands, walked to the place where Xiao Shuoyan was sitting just now, picked up the open book on the desk, looked at the opened page, and then glanced at Murong The words written by Xiao Shuoyan in Su's hand suddenly smiled and bent over.

"What's so funny? It's the first time you practice calligraphy, and you still laugh at him. Is there anyone like you who is such a father?" Murong Su was dissatisfied with Shuo Ruohan's smile, and frowned coldly.

"Yes, yes, I really shouldn't laugh at Niao'er. However, I have been standing behind the tree since he entered the study. Seeing how confident he was when he practiced calligraphy, I thought he would write. It's better than this, but I didn't expect it to be like this." Shuo Ruohan closed the book, and simply tidied up the desk that was messed up by Xiao Shuo.

"After all, it's the first time to practice calligraphy, so it's good to practice a few more times." The ink on the calligraphy and painting in Murong Su's hands gradually dried up. She folded the calligraphy and painting and put them in her sleeves.

Shuo Ruohan dragged his face with one hand, looked at Murong Su's small movements and didn't say anything, but said: "Madam, it's better to say this to Yan'er himself. He has just started to practice calligraphy, and he has just started to practice writing the thousand-character essay three times. It’s not very stable, and I will hand it over to you, Madam, tomorrow.”

Thinking of Xiao Shuoyan's appearance when he heard the thousand-character text just now, a hint of distress flashed in his eyes, he got up and walked in front of Murong Su, reached out to wipe away the tears that Murong Su had wiped away, and said: "Madam, I'm still young, you His body hasn't recovered yet, so you don't have to be too strict with him, there's still me now, leave everything to me."

When the screen changed, it was still the same study room, but the people in the room turned into Murong Su and Han Chenhui. Murong Su was sitting in front of the desk, sorting out all the words written by Xiao Shuoran that she had collected.

Han Chenhui took a piece of writing, saw that the handwriting on the paper was not written by Murong Su, and he didn't think about Shuo Ruohan's writing, but asked like a child: "This is Xiao Shuo's writing? Sister, why did you collect it? These?"

Murong Su continued to sort out the words, with a trace of tenderness in his eyes, and his tone was not as cold as in the past: "It's useful, these are all carefully written by Yan'er."

"Really...really? Then what is written here?" Han Chenhui shook the paper in his hand. The handwriting on the paper could no longer be described in words. It was just a scribble. When writing, the one written.

Murong Su looked over, the corners of his eyes were bent, and he said with a hint of a smile in his tone: "This is what Zhu'er wrote when he was practicing calligraphy for the first time. The content is about the father and the mother."

"...So that's how it is." Hearing these words, Han Chenhui understood why his sister's sense of happiness came from.

As a mother for the first time, it is also a great joy to see her children like this.

"Well, Zhu'er is very obedient and well-behaved. I have nothing to give him. I can only train him to be a person who can inherit the position of Demon Lord. These are the words written by Zhu'er. I started to practice calligraphy, and I put it away, this is also his growth." Murongsu stretched out his hand to Han Chenhui, and Han Chenhui returned the calligraphy in his hand to her.

"Mother's queen..." Shuo Yan walked in front of Murong Su, reached out to touch her, but changed the screen before touching her.

This time the scene was when Shuo Ruohan was seriously injured, Shuo Yan looked at this scene, it was the truth that he had always wanted to know, but it was different from what he thought.

Shuo Ruohan didn't follow because of the former Demon Lord, nor because of Murong Su, but because of him, because of him Shuo Yan.

Seeing Shuo Ruohan turn around and chase after him without hesitation, Shuo Yan stretched out his hand to pull him back, telling him: Don't go, that person is fake, you will get hurt.

The picture disappeared. This time, it was the time when Shuo Ruohan was injured and lying on the bed recuperating. Qing Jue found Shuo Ruohan. At this time, it should be the first time after he found Qing Jue, Qing Jue found him the next day. His time.

"Your Majesty is really in a mess, Your Majesty and Your Highness are worried about you." Qing Jue went to the bedside and sat down, looking at Shuo Ruohan who looked haggard.

Shuo Ruohan saw that it was Qingjue, and said softly: "The Great Elder didn't come here just to talk about this, did he, but did Xun'er go to beg the Great Elder?"

Hearing his words, Qing Jue thought of Xiao Shuoyan's appearance when he came to look for him, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said, "Almost, but Your Majesty knows that His Highness killed the person who assassinated you."

"Well, well done." Shuo Ruohan nodded approvingly.

"That's good? He killed the only clue. Besides, he's just a child. Killing is not good for him after all, let alone torture the prisoner without authorization." Qing Jue was not satisfied with Shuo Ruohan's reaction.

"That man wants to kill me, so of course we can't let him go. Let him do it if he wants to. He already knows what he's doing. I trust him." Shuo Ruohan waved his hand to Qingjue, expressing that he was tired Alright, let's keep it clean.

The author has something to say: the next thing is the feature film...

I with low IQ can't write the high IQ of the protagonist ﹋o﹋