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He thought to himself, it's terrible.

The sweetheart whom I have been thinking about for many years is close at hand, and it is justifiable to get close to it. It takes a lot of concentration to hold back.

But the accident last time left a deep impression on him, Rong Fan thought from Ye Huaiyao's standpoint, and felt that having a relationship with his deadly enemy in a state of deliriousness would definitely not be a pleasant experience for Ye Huaiyao .

At this time, he had just promised himself that he would be together, there must be a process of psychological acceptance, Rong Wang didn't want to be too eager and abrupt to his sweetheart.

But happiness is certain, he racked his brains thinking about what to say to make Ye Huaiyao like him and make him happy.

Rong Wang said: "Three thousand li to the west from Lihentian, there is an empty mulberry mountain, inside are all jade-like trees, the trunks are hollow, and there are fine wines in them. When this matter is over, I will go and give it to you. Pick."

Ye Huaiyao said: "Then when this matter is over, let's go and have a look together."

After saying these two sentences, the two of them were silent, and they smiled at each other. They didn't think anything wrong at first, but after such a silence, they both felt a little inexplicably embarrassed.

After a short pause, Ye Huaiyao finally found a topic.

He asked: "However, do you have any thoughts on this matter at the moment? I see that Li Hentian is calm on the surface, but in fact, a storm is about to come."

Rong Huang's reaction was a bit slow, he was stunned for a while, and then he understood what Ye Huaiyao was referring to, and said, "Of course we can't let down the painstaking efforts to set up this situation."

He remembered all the previous calculations, raised his brows slightly, and the decisive and cold aura returned.

Rong Huang said: "What happened in the Hall of Fantasy World today is obviously provoked by someone who wants to further create a gap between the demon race and the human race, and use your situation to arouse the anger of the monks, and then work together to encircle and suppress Li Hentian."

He sneered: "It doesn't matter whether it is the Ouyang family who did this, or the mastermind behind the scenes we are looking for. After all, they have already selected the location of the final blow, so naturally I might as well go to the appointment on time , follow the plan."

Ye Huaiyao heard Rong Rong mention this before, and asked: "The place you mentioned is Wanfa Chengxin Temple?"

Rong Zhuang nodded.

Ye Huaiyao remembered that he had mentioned to himself lightly that he killed Zhu Xi and brought his soul back for interrogation.

Under the intimidation of the demons, Zhu Xi did not reveal the identity of the person behind the scenes, but in exchange for other information, he revealed the whereabouts of a treasure from the demons to Rong Wang, and the place was Wanfa Chengxin Temple.

Rong Wang said: "That's right. I never believed Zhu Xi's words from the beginning to the end, but it is necessary to go to Wanfa Chengxin Temple. He invites the king into the urn, and I will lead the snake out of the hole."

Ye Huaiyao thought for a moment, and said half-jokingly: "It's a good word, but since you know it's a trap, there are obviously better ways to avoid it, so there's no need to step on it yourself."

He asked: "Why, is such a treasure so important that you have to take it back even if you take risks?"

Rong Huang sighed and said, "Yes, it's very important."

Ye Huaiyao stopped asking, and said: "Then follow the plan. I hope this time it will be successful in one fell swoop, so as to avoid trouble. When you go to Wanfa Chengxin Temple, you can leave the matter of Lihentian to me." .”

When Rong Huang's eyes fell on him, the serious expression softened unconsciously.He smiled slightly and said, "Well, I hope it will be successful in one fell swoop."

Rong Huang's tone rarely contained some yearning for the future: "When this matter is resolved, there will be no future troubles. I will try my best to eliminate the misunderstanding between the demons and the human race, so as not to embarrass you in the future."

Ye Huaiyao said with a smile: "It's good to clear up those rumors. Let people know that Bei Cang Demon Lord doesn't usually eat people's hearts and drink human blood, and also makes some snacks."

Rong Wan curled up his lower lip, smiled again, and said seriously: "I don't care what other people think. I only care about you, and I only care about them. It's just for you. As long as you... as long as you like it Me, that's enough."

If it wasn't for maintaining a little image in front of Ye Huaiyao, in fact, what he wanted to say was that, except for the other party, he deeply hated everyone in the world.

He has already seen through the warmth and coldness of human feelings, and is used to seeing all kinds of ugliness in the world. He didn't feel the slightest kindness when he needed it. Now that he is strong, he will never give half of his tenderness and compassion to the world.

He is such a person.

Right now, I only hope that the layout will last for a long time, that the network will be collected smoothly, that the dusty past can be buried forever in the smoke and dust of the motherland, and that in the years to come, I can be with you as you wish.

For this reason, even if it is beyond redemption, it is still a blessing in disguise.

Ye Huaiyao laughed when he heard Rong Wang's words, and said, "You really have the same temper as when you were a child, and you have never changed."

Although the two recognized each other, there was too much blood and ups and downs between them, so they rarely mentioned the past in a tacit understanding.

When Rong Zhuangmeng heard Ye Huaiyao say "when I was young", his heart skipped a beat, and after a while he said: "You talk about those days."

When he was still young, Sangjia became crazy and ignored him. From time to time, if he was caught, he would be beaten.

Everyone else has long been accustomed to it, only Ye Huaiyao heard about it, and often sneaks over to see him at night with wound medicine.

He knew that Rong Ran was withdrawn, so he never brought any followers when he entered this small courtyard, so he had to do it himself, clumsily helping him bandage the wound.

Fortunately, Rong Wang was very obedient, and Ye Huaiyao never said a word even if Ye Huaiyao's hands were light or heavy in the middle, he just let him toss.

Sometimes Xiaoye Huaiyao would say: "Xiao Rong, if I hurt you, you can say so."

Rong Hua smiled softly, and said: "It doesn't hurt, everything is fine."

Ye Huaiyao glanced at him, and couldn't help but sigh: "Don't you think you can be obedient and obedient? Next time I see your mother, I'm not in the right mood, just say a few soft words."

He educated him with his usual experience of being coquettish and obedient: "It doesn't matter if you say what you mean, it's true if you don't get beaten a little bit. Kid, are you stupid?"

Rong looked at him vainly and said, "Not stupid."

He watched Ye Huaiyao carefully use the tip of a knife to pick out a piece of broken porcelain from one of his wounds, and his white fingertips were stained with his own blood, which was gorgeous and flustered.

After all, the dim candle flame was no better than the sunlight in daytime. Instead of picking out some crumbs, he poked them deeper.

A burst of severe pain came, Rong Wang didn't even frown, and didn't remind him.

He enjoyed the way Ye Huaiyao concentrated all his energy on himself, and he was used to the pain.

Rong Huan relaxed his body, and still answered Ye Huaiyao's words unhurriedly: "I don't like her so I can't say it, I can only talk to you like this. Besides..."

He added with a smile: "You will come to see me when you are beaten, which is not bad."

Suspicion suddenly arose in Ye Huaiyao's heart, he looked at Rong Huang and said, "You don't want to be beaten on purpose just to make me come more?"

Rong Wang was slightly startled, then laughed: "How is that possible."

This guess is indeed absurd, but after getting along with him all these years, Ye Huaiyao also understood his extreme stubbornness, so he said half-truthfully:

"It's not the best. Otherwise, if I kill you one day, I will lose everything. At that time, I will set up a memorial tablet in the study, so that you can watch me eat and drink every day, and regret it until I hit the wall in the ground. "

Rong Huan blinked and teased him leisurely: "If you think about it like this, you are willing to die."

Ye Huaiyao was really a little angry, he raised his hand as if to hit him with a tsk, Rong Huang quickly shrank his neck, bowed with a smile and apologized.

When I was young, I thought the other party was ignorant, but I didn't realize that it was always me who was ignorant.

The words he said were all from the bottom of his heart, without any falsehood.

It's just that this intention has not changed, but people have long gone further and further down the bloody and dark road, and have long deviated from the future they once dreamed of.

The naive and stupid boy, and the scheming devil, the two are so different, how can there be any similarity?

Rong Wang secretly thought in his heart, only Ye Huaiyao could say, "You are still the same as when you were a child".

He is so bad, he will always only see the good and cute side.

This man.

At that moment, my heart softened into water, and how much resentment also turned into tenderness. With the face in front of me thinking about it, unbearable sweetness surged in my blood, and I couldn't wait to have more.

He waited 1000 years.

Rong Wuhu stood up from the table and said: "It's getting late, a lot of things happened today, you should rest early. I'm leaving."

There is no access control here, Ye Huaiyao didn't know what he was going to do in a sudden hurry, so he didn't ask much, and said, "Okay, then let's follow the plan."

Rong Hua nodded absent-mindedly, turned his head to leave, then stopped hesitantly, and turned to look at him.

Ye Huaiyao: "?"

Rong Wang: "Can...can I kiss, kiss again?"

He took two steps forward and opened his hands towards Ye Huaiyao, his ears were red.

The more intimate things between the two have been done, but it is different in Rong Wang's mind.

Ye Huaiyao was unconscious at that time, but now, every move is from their own will.

Rong Huan had been holding back these words for a whole night, wanting to use this to make sure that his "title" really existed.

If it weren't for the good lung capacity of the devil, he might have suffocated.

Ye Huaiyao looked at his nervous look, thought for a while, and took a step forward in the direction of Rong Huang's open arms.

Before he could raise his arms, he was hugged by the other party striding over, and then kissed each on the forehead and lips.

Rong Wang felt that his heart was beating so vividly and powerfully, he didn't dare to do anything more, he turned around and left after letting go of Ye Huaiyao, his back was like running away.

Ye Huaiyao was hugged so tightly by Rong Wang just now, almost his whole body was attached to his body, so he could clearly feel the changes in the other party's body.

He almost shivered for a while, the first thing he thought of was the soreness that seemed to have been dismantled all over his body.

But before Ye Huaiyao could react, Rong Huang ran away by himself, and stumbled at the door, almost knocking his head.

Ye Huaiyao was stunned for a moment, but couldn't help laughing.

And watching Rong Huang's back leave, his smile finally faded.

Ye Huaiyao turned around and picked up the silver scissors, and gently cut off the lantern flower, and the suddenly brighter lights reflected his thoughtful face.

Rong Huang was actually an extremely ascetic person.

There are usually two kinds of skills in their demon cultivation, one is to cultivate the mind, and the other is to cultivate the desire.

In Lihentian's Dianmo Pavilion alone, there are tens of thousands of volumes of exercises that use others as furnaces to improve skills, heal injuries, and even glimpse the realm of bliss.

Due to the rapid improvement, and compared with the boring practice, this method can indeed make people feel a lot of fun, so not only the members of the Demon Race, but even some casual practitioners outside will think about it.

But Rong Wang had never practiced it before, even when he accidentally flipped through it and saw those twisted and weird poses and human faces drawn on it, he felt almost nauseous.

As a result, the determination of a thousand-year-old single old virgin has been reduced to nothing by Ye Huaiyao.

If he doesn't know what it feels like, it's fine, but after an unexpected taste, he continues to endure for a long time, this feeling is really painful.

But...it's very sweet to think that it's him.

The temperature in Li Hentian is always lower than the outside, and there is a cool breeze blowing out, and Ye Huaiyao is not in front of him, the fire in Rong Wang's body quickly dissipated.

But the remaining warmth of the hug in his arms seemed to have been etched into his blood, reminding him that everything just now was true.

Rong Wang couldn't help turning his head to look at Ye Huaiyao's window again, only felt that the lights were bright and the moon was bright, his heart was full of tenderness, and a smile appeared on his lips.

He walked briskly back to his bedroom.

It has been like this for many years, but being alone at this moment makes people feel extremely empty, and regrets it almost immediately, wishing to go back to Ye Huaiyao again.

But that can't be done, Ye Huaiyao can't be made to think that he is a person who is proud of being favored and arrogant.

Rong Huang fidgeted around the room for a few times, and found a few notebooks from his drawer.

He turned to a blank page, picked up a pen and thought about it, and wrote on it: "Today, I also have a Taoist companion. It's not just a Taoist companion, it's a real Taoist companion."

"I don't know what a person with a Taoist companion should do. I have no experience before, so I may need to find someone to learn from."

"I am very happy, this is what it feels like to be at home."

Rong Wang was writing quickly, when the crystal wind chime outside suddenly rang again, and a guard outside sent a voice from a distance: "Your Majesty, General Qie Luan is asking to see you."

At this time, Rong Wang was full of emotions, and his writing was like a spring, so he replied without raising his head: "Let him come in and wait."

After a while, Qie Luan pushed the door in orderly and walked in, standing aside with his hands down and waiting.

As a re-used magic general, it wasn't the first time he came to discuss matters with Rong Huan at night, but this time when he entered the door, he saw his lord writing something engrossed, with a smile on his face.

The hair on one side of him was messed up somewhere, but he didn't know it. His smile made people look a little silly.

Qie Luan took a deep breath at that moment, only feeling a burst of creeps.

This is crazy.

With the power of the king, once it gets out of control, he alone can't stop it, and even if a dozen people come over, they can't stop it... So do you want to tell Ming Sheng?Mingsheng is so capable, there must be a way, right?

Xie Luan was secretly planning.

Rong fantasized that as a person with a Taoist companion, maybe this Lihentian Ye Huaiyao would come here often in the future.Even if he doesn't come often, he should keep all the things Ye Huaiyao likes ready at all times, that's all.

So Rong Huang frantically wrote, almost writing out a schedule.From time to time, I also look through the various habits of Ye Huaiyao recorded earlier to make sure that I have not missed anything.

When he put down the pen, he was in a very happy mood.

Xie Luan was really panicked, and couldn't help coughing lightly as a test.

When Rong Wang looked up and saw him, there was still some residual tenderness in his brows and eyes.

The tender version of Mojun gently called his name: "Qi Luan."

Xie Luan's scalp became tense, he took a step back, and said cautiously: "Yes, the subordinate, the subordinate is here."

Today's Junshang is really strange, and even kindly brought up homework: "I remember you are married, right? It is said that the relationship between husband and wife is good."

Xie Luan said in fear: "...Yes."

Could it be that the daughter-in-law made some trouble and offended the devil?It shouldn't be, his wife is introverted and shy, and she doesn't even go out of the house on weekdays.

Rong Wang asked with interest: "Then how do you get along with each other on weekdays, and how do you treat her?"

Xie Luan was even more puzzled. She didn't know what aspect Rong Huang asked, she thought for a while and said, "That's... the subordinates give her all the money, gossip and go out together on weekdays. Eat at the same table during the day , sleep in the same bed at night..."

Rong Wang thought it was too simple: "That's it?"

Qie Luan said, "What do you want to ask, Your Majesty?"

As a dignified demon, he can't say anything more specific, even if the demon king wants to hear it.

Rong Wang didn't know what he wanted to ask: "Is she happy with you like this every day?"

Xie Luan said uncertainly: "Are you happy? If you are not happy, the wife will cry and lose her temper with her subordinates, but women are like this, just coax them, and admit whether it is my fault first, let her fight Let her scold, she will always be happy after beating and scolding."

Rong Wang: "..."

It seems that there is no reference value. Ye Huaiyao has a very good temper and never cries.

On the contrary, there is some truth in the point of "admit whether it is one's own fault or not, and let him beat and scold you", which can be absorbed for a while.

Rong Huang picked up the brush and wrote something down in his notebook.

After putting down the pen, he also figured it out, and there was a problem with his starting point.

Ye Huaiyao is not a woman, but Xie Luan's wife is a woman, so her attitude towards men and women must be different.This method of learning is too mechanical.