The seat of rebirth is sick

Su Xu sat in the room, the doors and windows were not open, and the room seemed dark and dark during the day.

In his hand was the letter he had just received, which roughly said that the team he secretly asked Zhao Gou to arrange had already been arranged, so he didn't need to worry about it.

He put two fingers together on the temples on both sides of his head and rubbed them. There were too many troubles, which gave him a headache.But he didn't even want to give him a moment's rest. A figure flashed outside the door, and he answered before he knocked on the door to ask: "Come in directly, don't knock on the door, knocking is annoying."

"General, are you still arresting this man?" The man who came was a soldier of the Qianji Army, and he had not removed his cold armor, just looking at him like this gave him a chill in his heart.

"Catch it, why don't you catch it. It's the same as before, as usual..." He got up with the letter and walked to the brazier that was moved out earlier, because it was taken out in advance in preparation for the coming winter, The fire is not lit, but the carbon is already set.There was a layer of letter paper on it, which was set on fire by Su Xu.

The carbon fire below was ignited, warming a room.

"Look everywhere, don't move in the demon world, if you can't find it in the human world, forget it, just wait around."

The soldier took his orders and went down, but he didn't know that his general had specifically mentioned what happened to the Demon Realm, and it was not easy for him as a subordinate to ask.Since the general said not to move, it is better not to move.

Shen Jingbing just thought that the Demon Realm was cool at first, at least he didn’t need to find a fan in such a hot summer—but he had never seen such a thing in the Demon Realm; now that the weather is getting colder, he really can’t stand it, so he let the Demon King The human world brought a stove back, squatting in front of the stove all day long and writing.

The devil world is colder than other places.He couldn't figure out what time it was here, he only knew that the Mid-Autumn Festival was only a few months away. According to the calculation of the previous Gregorian calendar, it would be mid-to-late October at most, which looked like late autumn-but look outside the window, it has already begun to float. It's snowing!It fell for several days after coming back, the snow was so thick that it was impossible for Shen Jingbing to even go out for a walk, although nerds don't need to take a walk.

He ate a lot at night and couldn't sit still, but seeing the snow outside, he still chose to spend the night with his own stove.Shen Jingbing doubts whether she is a demon every day.In the past, I didn’t eat anything, and I was very picky eater. I didn’t know how I gained weight. Now that I’m in the Devil Realm, those foods are not as disgusting as the ones in the novel. On the contrary...it’s quite suitable for him appetite.

He would never open the door. By the way, Chun Equinox and Li Xia, who had nothing to do, also stayed in the house, saying that "it would be warmer if there were more people", but he was thinking in his heart that the two girls would be very cold. The work froze my hands.The two sisters also accepted his favor, sat there to grind for him, and made a charcoal fire.

There is no need for him and the Demon King to deal with the affairs of the human world. At the beginning, he said that he would exterminate the Qiang people, but under the persecution of other realms, it is impossible not to intervene and not participate at all-but that is also for the future. It's over, the result of the discussion is now settled in this way. In fact, no one has settled on the specific plan. Thinking about it, it will be a long time later.

They still have some finishing work in the demon world, now that they have the clues provided by Shen Jingbing, it is much faster, and the punishment that should be punished is almost the same.

Speaking of Su Xu...

This person should have wanted to catch "self" for a long time, and the relationship between "self" and him should have been quite good in the past.However, just because of a prophecy that he didn't know if it would come true, he was so vicious that he wanted to kill the bamboo horse he grew up with?Thinking of this, the pen in my hand paused.

Really cruel.Looking at the appearance of an amiable scholar, who knows that there is such a vicious heart.He lived in a peaceful age, except for the kind of perverted murderer, generally no one is like this all day long.

Shen Jingbing dropped the pen on the table and quit. The ink on the pen splashed all over the table, and the slender pen barrel just rolled a few times and hit the lampstand and stopped.He really couldn't continue writing, there was no system in his mind; he didn't dare to write anymore, now not only the devil is crooked, but even himself has a tendency to be crooked, he is afraid.

"What's wrong with you, guest?"

"Guest, do you want medicine?"

"Hmm...no need..." He folded his head on the table, and replied in a muffled voice, "I have no inspiration, and I have a headache, which can't be relieved by taking medicine."

Recently, I'm afraid it's because of the sudden cold weather, and because I have practiced too much, I still have a headache and my mind is not clear.This body is prone to illness, it is really troublesome.

He mumbled there and couldn't write anything, and he gave up on himself so badly, but when he heard the spring equinox and the beginning of summer getting up next to him, he spoke in a respectful tone: "My lord."

There will be no other people, these two girls only belong to the devil and himself directly, but they don't call them that to themselves, so there is only the devil and his old man.

He just sat up straight like this crazy, said to the devil with a playful smile, "Your Excellency is very elegant", and watched the devil sit opposite him.

"In such a cold day, your old man still has the leisure and elegance to come out and hang out with me again?" He picked up his pen and pretended to write something again, and he stopped looking at him, thinking to himself Play tricks on the devil.But he couldn’t write anymore, the nib of the pen hung at that one foot high place and stopped moving. In the past, the cp of the writing station was Zhang Ting x Demon King, but now his mind is full of his own face, useless... .

"I haven't heard Mr. Shen's story for a long time. I have nothing to do today. Come and see how Mr. Shen's work is going."

As the emperor of one party, the Demon King cannot do nothing.After wandering outside, I still have to take care of things when I come back, so naturally I have been busy for so many days.Shen Jingbing also seized this gap, saying that she was going back to save some manuscripts, and did not follow the usual rules to find the Demon King.

He felt that he and the devil should... stay away.Good for him and himself.

Shen Jingbing didn't feel that she liked the Demon King in that sense at all. Even that time, it was just that she went crazy and confused. In essence, it was not based on "emotion". What other reason is to treat him as a friend.

"I can't write it. It's been too long, and I have forgotten the previous settings. The original manuscript... the original manuscript is at Zhang Yuqi's." By the way, I still need to find Zhang Yuqi to bring the manuscript back, but the relationship between the two of them is still not clear. I'm still frozen, and I can't keep my face from asking someone for something.Shen Jingbing was reluctant to go to her, but couldn't let go.

Obviously the Demon King himself had begged himself to help her, but he just felt that he should hate her, even though it wasn't him who hurt her but the Demon King.

"Yesterday, the demon king sent a message through the pigeon, and she will be back in two days." The demon king seemed careless, and poured two bowls of tea, and handed them to Shen Jingbing.At this time, I finally got a little inspiration and wrote a few words, but I was scratched by these words again.

Shen Jingbing changed color, which was covered up by another indifferent attitude: "Oh, what does it have to do with me?"

The Demon King was about to faint, if he knew what Aojiao meant, he would definitely try his best to put this title on Shen Jingbing's head.

"Master Demon King, she manages a lot of things every day, and she has her own reasons for what she does. We ordinary people can't control these things." He took some ink, thought about the extra, and started to write again.

On the surface he pretended to be quite calm.When he can control his emotions, he pretends to be very good, and others basically can't tell whether he is happy or sad.

In fact, his mental activities are quite rich!Shen Jingbing was going crazy, desperately trying to make herself forget many things, such as the devil sitting in front of her now, and Zhang Yuqi coming back, should she walk around her, and why she didn't go back to her rampant Baishan? Come here.

In such a daze, he didn't even react when he drew an ink line on the paper.

"Mr. Shen, the paper is dirty."

"oh oh......"

The candle lamp and the charcoal brazier were burning vigorously, and there were a few small popping sounds from time to time, which made people feel a sense of security that they were still burning, and the whole room was warm.The spring equinox and the beginning of summer did not know when they went out, Shen Jingbing concentrated at this time, and began to write something, but he didn't pay attention.

The devil wisely didn't speak, flipped through the completed manuscript, and sat opposite to read it quietly.The atmosphere at this time is inexplicably quiet and peaceful, so many troublesome things seem to have disappeared, just guarding the quietness of such years, and being able to go to the end.They do not interfere with each other, but they are in harmony with each other and depend on each other.Inexplicably, there is a feeling of peace of mind.

Shen Jingbing raised her head to look at the Demon King, her eyes were full of dancing candlelight, she couldn't see clearly, but she still lowered her head and started writing again after she glanced like this.The Demon King was curious about what he was looking at, but didn't want to say much, so he continued to read the manuscript with his head down.After a while, a piece of paper came from Shen Jingbing: "Here, I drew it for you. I will study what you look like, and if you are curious, I will draw you a picture."

It is said to be drawn by hand, but it is a very delicate sketch, without adding any color, but it is quite vivid.The devil took it, and when he saw it, a trace of surprise slipped through his eyes.

The Demon King is a beauty, quite the iconic beauty, but not the so-called soft beauty; on the contrary, he has a somewhat fierce look, and that kind of calm and majestic temperament is not just temperament, even looking at such a face can be felt.But this painting is seen from Shen Jingbing's perspective, the lines of the devil's face under the warm yellow candlelight are softened, and the eyes that seem to be looking at something he loves are well portrayed.

The Demon King didn't know if he did it on purpose, or his own illusion, or it was just the way he looked at him.

Wanting to return the painting to him to ask what happened, but saw that Shen Jingbing had already fallen asleep on the table.Still holding the pen in his hand, he proudly supported it on the table and refused to fall down, presumably the owner who held it hadn't thought of it at all.

The temperature in the room was quite comfortable, and the blanket Shen Jingbing put on was slippery, but she was also afraid of catching a cold, so the Demon King covered him lightly.Getting closer, hearing his slow breathing, I couldn't help feeling a little distracted, and hurriedly sat back down.Looking at the sleeping man, he smiled.It's not the kind of hypocritical smile, there is a soft light in the eyes.

It would be great if I could spend time with this person like this.

The author has something to say:

Why did I write a transitional chapter so satisfactorily [Your requirements are really low...]

small theater

Shen: So you don't have a Bnumber in mind if I like you or not?

Magic: Bnumber is at ease.

Shen: [hug kiss, kiss on the wall, kiss on the bed...]

Spring & Summer: [Cover your eyes and watch] Speak~