little demon

The flower demon followed them and flew into Yaoshan, only to realize that Yaoshan was so close.

Such a short distance...but he walked for 500 years...

His mood was down, but the little monsters over there were elated.

The butterfly and the little magpie shouted from afar: "Old tree, old tree, look who we brought back!

When the dryad saw a beautiful woman behind them, he immediately pretended to be old and dazed, and said in a low voice, "I'm getting old, I can't see clearly, come closer and have a look."

"I see, you are looking at his beauty and thinking of how to take advantage of it." The little magpie stuck out its tongue.

Ever since the old tree hit it off with the little Taoist priest from Wu Ya's family and hated seeing each other late, he became more and more dishonest.

Disrespecting the old, disrespecting the old!

However, they held hands, and before they had time to complain, they went back to give a lecture to the crow spirit who came to inquire.

Under the breeze, there are only two demons who have been separated for hundreds of years.

The flower demon's hands hidden in her sleeves were aching, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Long time no see, stay safe."

The tree spirit was surprised and said, "You know me?"

The flower demon narrowed her eyes when she heard the words, he really forgot.

His eyes fell heavily on the old tree, and the beautiful face of the flower demon showed a gloomy moment.

The dryad stared at him uncomfortably, and said with a dry smile, "I've lied to you before, too?"

The flower demon didn't answer but asked instead: "I don't know how many people and demons you have deceived?"

The tree spirit scratched her cheek, feeling inexplicably guilty under his gaze: "Not much, not much."

The flower demon took a step forward: "No one will be allowed in the future."

Before the Dryad could express his opinion, he suddenly changed his expression and fell to the ground crying.

"Aren't you responsible for seeing my body?"

Dryad: "!"

Hurriedly rushing to watch the lively monsters: "!!!"

As the saying goes, it’s better to come early than to be lucky.

Fu He jumped out first: "I didn't expect you to be such a tree!"

The cat demon followed closely behind: "Shuangxiu, it's time to get married."

Dryad: "No nonsense!"

He is a... virgin tree who has cultivated for thousands of years!

Facing the accusations from the demon friends, the dryad could hardly argue.

He can't admit that he usually teaches Jiangshan to be a good teacher, but he has never practiced it once, so let's be strong outside.

The tree spirit, who claims to be the number one monster in Yaoshan, is doomed to lose face today.

Li Yujing curled her hair with her slender fingers, and said calmly after watching the excitement, "You must be greedy for other people's beauty. I think this flower demon is so bright and red, so you must be in a good mood."

In the eyes of the carp spirit, there are only two kinds of monsters in the world, one is a good red monster, and the other is other monsters.

Her guardian crab spirit, wielding two pincers, speaks bluntly.

It's strange to be reasonable!

The tree spirit looked at the flower demon with a bitter face: "What kind of enmity do we have?"

The flower demon blinked and then shed another tear, like morning dew, I feel pity for it.

"What you said was so beautiful, you praised me for being so beautiful, and you said you would take me home, but you forgot in a blink of an eye, and you waited 500 years in vain."

The dryad panicked: "You, you, you..."

At this moment, he can't "you" come out.

There were repeated "—oh" sounds on Yaoshan Mountain, and the demons, relying on their sensitivity to gossip, reacted immediately and completed all the stories by themselves.

Come to think of it, the tree spirit said that he was lying to the demon when he said that he sacrificed himself to protect Xiao Hua who had a crush on him a hundred years ago, and he simply turned around and ran away after molesting him.

It's really bad!

Under the eyes of all the monsters condemning, the dryad stammered: "Who said I forgot, I just hurt my muscles and bones, it's not convenient to go back to him, I, I will take responsibility now."

"what!"

Bi Liu suddenly called out.

"Are you going to double cultivation now?"

As a senior in this area, he felt that he was obliged to guide him.

It's a pity that Qing Yan won't give him this chance.

The old tree spirit blushed, but seeing the flower demon's eyes were like pictures, and thinking of the white and tender body when they first met, the heat was constantly rising... Seems like it's not bad to be responsible?

He coughed twice: "There's no rush for dual cultivation, I'll ask the crow to help us count an auspicious day..."

The flower demon interrupted him, opened her misty eyes, and said: "I never said that I would make a promise with my body, are you going to force me again?"

"..."

What is "again" and what is "forced".

All the monsters said "oh" again, but this time the emotion contained in the "oh" is very different from the previous one.

The flower demon lowered her eyes, and said in a low-key way: "I don't ask too much, I just hope that you can experience what I have experienced, so as to untie the knot that has been entangled in my heart for many years."

Xiao Snake and Bi Liu were moved and teary: "It's too kind, the tree spirit, you have to treat him well."

The tree spirit deeply felt his failure as a demon, and no demon came to ask him for his opinion.

But... he glanced at the face of the flower demon, he was pretty, and everything he said was right.

After listening to the gossip, all the demons disbanded on their own initiative, leaving space for the two demons to be alone.

The dryad walked over awkwardly, and reached out to him, trying to pull him up.

The flower demon sensed that there were indeed no other monsters nearby, so she took the dryad's hand and pulled him into her arms.

Dryad:!

The beauty looks soft and weak, but she has such great strength.

There were tears on the flower demon's face, and her smile was even more beautiful.

"I don't like your beard."

The Dryad couldn't turn his head.

The flower demon's pointed nails scratched his chin, and the tree spirit felt a chill, and the beards that had grown up with great difficulty fell to the ground one after another.

The nail didn't intend to stop, it ran down the chin, stopped at the Adam's apple, and slid all the way to the neckline.

"Should I take off your clothes first and throw you in the water?"

He was asking, but the expression on his face was completely serious.

The tree spirit subconsciously wanted to run away, but after struggling for a few moments, he couldn't move. After realizing the huge disparity in strength, he realized that the little flower that he used to protect under his body had successfully grown into an overlord flower.

The dryad began to loosen, thinking how to get out.

No wonder the goblins who claimed their lives in the storybook all said that the debt of love is hard to repay.

Seeing other thoughts in his eyes, the flower demon suddenly let go of him and smiled harmlessly.

"Scared you, you are my savior, how could I do something you don't like."

Dryad: "...you are not a flower demon but a playwright, right?"