Demon Lord, he wants to be expelled from his teacher every day

Yin Lizhou looked at the head in the woman's arms, his eyes were closed tightly, his cheeks showed the peculiar grayish white color of the dead, but even so, he was still so handsome that people couldn't take his eyes off.

Thinking of what Chen Sandao said just now, he tentatively asked: "Are you... Fulian Nu?"

As soon as Yin Lizhou finished speaking, he knew he had said something wrong.

Because of this name, the woman's complexion instantly darkened, and she exuded a terrifying aura.

Then a gust of wind rose from the ground and lifted her veil.

I saw that she really had a stunning face, with a scarlet flower on her left cheek.

The petals seemed to be alive, spreading rapidly along her skin, and soon spread to the whole body.

The Fulian girl was already dressed in a happy attire, but now her bare skin was covered by the bright red Bianhua, as if she had just crawled out of a pool of dripping blood.

And those men and women in front of the sedan chair surrounded them as if they had received an order.

Fulian Nu looked at Yin Lizhou firmly with her red eyes, and then rushed straight towards him.

Seeing Zixiu, a golden light rose from his fingertips, protecting Yin Lizhou, and then stepped forward to fight with Fuliannu.

Although Fu Liannu's little ghosts had surrounded him and Chen Sandao, but because of Shan Mingxiu's spells, they couldn't get close to him, and finally they all attacked Chen Sandao.

Yin Lizhou knew that these were just little ghosts with low magic power, and Chen Sandao could solve them by himself, so he didn't step forward to help.

However, it was unknown whether it was because the old injury hadn't healed yet, Chen Sandao didn't notice, and the little ghost who walked around behind him pierced his shoulder with his arm.

Chen Sandao reluctantly slashed the kid to death with his backhand, and then leaned on the wooden table beside him with his hands on his shoulders, his expression painful.

Seeing this, Yin Lizhou hurried over to support him, wanting to check his wound, "How are you? Are you all right?"

Chen Sandao pressed his wrist, forced a smile and said, "It's all right."

Yin Lizhou said: "Leave the rest to me, you treat the wound first."

However, just as he was about to move, he found that Chen Sandao was holding his hand but never let go.

He turned his head with some doubts, but saw that the person who was still in pain just now stood up as if nothing happened, and smiled at him slightly: "Brother Du, you are the one who has something to do."

As soon as the words fell, a thick black mist rose from the ground, wrapping him tightly.

Then, Yin Lizhou fainted uncontrollably.

After an unknown amount of time, Yin Lizhou felt a chill coming from his wrist.

The gurgling sound of the spring rang in his ears.

He opened his eyes with some difficulty, and the first thing he saw was greenery, which was in stark contrast to the thousands of miles of yellow sand and flying green tiles just now.

Yin Lizhou sat up with some difficulty.

A crisp clack sounded along with his movements.

Yin Lizhou followed the prestige and found that he was lying on a small island in the middle of the lake.

The island barely accommodated him alone, surrounded by water, and his hands were bound by golden chains extending from the lake.

He looked up, and saw Chen Sandao sitting on a rock protruding from the lake not far away, his gaze fell in the distance, as if he was in deep thought, and he was waving a fan unhurriedly.

Hearing the movement, he turned around and smiled at him, "Brother Du, you're awake."

Yin Lizhou looked at him, and replied with a smile, "Our destination is Spring Heart City, so what's the hurry, Brother Chen?"

Chen Sandao's eyes seemed to be on him, and he seemed to be looking elsewhere, and his voice was so soft that it could be ignored, "How can we not be in a hurry."

"What?" Yin Lizhou didn't hear clearly.

Chen Sandao didn't speak any more, as if he was waiting for something.

Yin Lizhou didn't know what he wanted to do, but he chatted casually with him as if nothing had happened, "Brother Chen, I don't understand one thing."

Chen Sandao nodded, motioning for him to continue talking.

Yin Lizhou asked, "Is that woman just now Fulian Nu, or Si Ting?"

Chen Sandao didn't expect that he was asking this question, so he became interested and replied, "Both."

Yin Lizhou: "Oh?"

Chen Sandao explained: "The so-called legends are naturally somewhat true, but they are often not completely true. After all, there are still more people who like to spend a good time with a full moon and a long life, so no matter how cruel the original story is, they can always use it. Pen and ink are used as whitewash to achieve a happy ending."

As Chen Sandao said, he closed his fan and pressed it to his chin, seeming a bit embarrassed, "Where should I start?"

After a while, he said: "Probably the first encounter in the world is always beautiful."

March three.

Spring baths, outings, and flowing water.

It's a good time in the world.

Si Ting has long heard that the Shangsi Festival in the human world is very lively, but the Mozun controls her very strictly and never allows her to set foot in the human world.

Until one day, the Demon Lord went out for a long time and did not return, so she ran out secretly.

Along the way, from the vast thousands of miles of yellow sand to the azure mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, she felt very novel, and for a while, she couldn't forget to return.

At that time, literati and elegant guests liked to drink wine and write poems, and regarded it as an elegant thing.

It just so happened that the new department released the list, and the Great Confucianism summoned Qing Gong to invite friends and the number one scholar, and will set up a Qushui banquet on Yueshan.

As soon as this incident happened, it spread throughout Bianliang in an instant.

Si Ting was curious, so he turned into a maid and sneaked in that day.

On the mountain, behind the wedge, the people respected the Duke of Zhao Qing, divided the water on both sides of the canal, put the wine cup on it, and let it go down the river, put the wine glass on the lotus leaf, and went down the river, to whom? Before the meeting, they immediately drink, recite poems and compose Fu, and enjoy each other. ①

The first person to drink was the number one scholar in red.

Si Ting looked at him curiously, wondering if her gaze was too obvious, the man actually saw her too.

His eyes looked her up and down, and a smile suddenly formed on his lips.

He drank the wine glass in his hand, then looked at her, and wrote a shocking poem word by word.

Shocking words, there are women who are more talented than flowers.

Although there is no word describing the person, the beauty has already stood in front of everyone.

Even Zhao Qinggong was full of praise, and asked him with a smile, "But the goddess came to dream? That's why I taught you to write such words and sentences."

He laughed and said, "In a trance, I'm afraid I saw a goddess."

After speaking, he looked at her.

Si Ting only felt a surge of emotion that he had never felt before pouring out of his chest.

Suddenly, she blushed.

After the banquet, Si Ting wanted to leave, but was stopped by him.

He asked Si Ting's name.

Si Ting looked towards a pool of lotus blooming not far away.

He said in a panic, "Fulian, my name is Fulian."

"So that's how Fuliannu came here, and then?" Yin Lizhou asked.

"Then?"

Chen Sandao opened the fan and slapped it lightly, "Then there is the most cheesy love in the storybook, like glue, like paint, you and me, no one can do without the other."

"The next one won't be Zhuangyuan Lang being bestowed by the emperor to marry the princess."

Chen Sandao turned his head and glanced at him, his eyes blurred, and he said slowly: "No, they have been in love for a lifetime."

Thinking of the head in Si Ting's arms, Yin Lizhou was filled with surprise, "Then why..."

"Why is there a legend about the lotus girl?" Before Yin Lizhou finished speaking, Chen Sandao took it over.

"Because, the number one scholar was a mortal, and he died after decades."

After Zhuangyuanlang's death, Si Ting almost went crazy. At that time, Mozun also found out that she had sneaked out of the Demon Realm, so he brought her back.

Si Ting brought back Zhuangyuan Lang's body.

Protect it with magic power and prevent it from rotting.

Trying to revive him.

However, the dead cannot be resurrected.

The Mozun couldn't see his daughter doing this for a dead man, so he burned the mortal's body to ashes and scattered them on a certain mountain.

The secretary went crazy.

After making a big fuss with the demon king, he ran there and made the ground a prison, refusing to come out again.

Until later, when the world was in trouble, Kaiyuan Xianzun went out to rescue him, and ran into Si Ting by chance.

When Si Ting saw him, he froze in place.

Because he has exactly the same face as the number one scholar.

She came forward crying, but he avoided her.

She refused to give up and followed behind him, pestering him every day.

It turned out that Zhuangyuan Lang was the identity of Kaiyuan Xianzun when he went to the world to experience the calamity of love.

He still has that memory, but he refuses to recognize her.

"Immortals and demons confront each other."

"It's just a love affair."

"I already have a suitable Taoist companion."

"..."

Every time he heard these words, Si Ting felt like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, but he still couldn't bear to give up.

Obviously he once loved her so much.

I feel sorry for her broken finger.

How could he be so ruthless to her now.

As time passed, news of the demon's daughter's stalking spread like wildfire.

Chaoyun Sanren couldn't bear to find her the right Taoist companion he said.

"I know that you have experienced a period of love calamity with him, but the love calamity has passed, he is now the Kaiyuan Immortal Venerable, and there is no more relationship between you."

Si Ting covered her ears and refused to listen. In order to wake her up, Chaoyun Sanren said over and over again: "You have nothing to do with him anymore. You are a demon, and you will never have any relationship with him again."

"Shut up! You shut up!"

Si Ting couldn't bear it anymore, and struck her with a palm.

Chaoyun Sanren was caught off guard and was seriously injured by her on the ground.

Just before Si Ting dropped another palm, someone grabbed her wrist.

She looked up, it was him.

Kaiyuan Xianzun hugged Chaoyun Sanren pitifully, but looked at her with disgust, "Si Ting, don't force me to kill you!"

When you're done, turn around.

Si Ting was in a daze for a long time, then suddenly laughed, crying while laughing, looking crazy.

She felt that she was indeed crazy.

How come to this point, still can't let go.

Mozun took her back again.

This time she didn't make a fuss, and sat in her palace every day, looking at the shocking words on the wall.

It was written by him himself.

Later, the news that Kaiyuan Xianzun and Chaoyun Sanren were about to get married spread all over the world.

Si Ting also knew.

Although Mozun had already sent people to guard her, she still escaped.

On the day of Kaiyuan Xianzun's wedding, she came to him in a wedding dress.

Kaiyuan Xianzun frowned and asked her, "Si Ting, what do you mean?"

Si Ting asked him with a wry smile, "Why don't you call me Fulian again?"

Kaiyuan Xianzun's eyes seemed to be moved for a moment, but it was fleeting like snow in spring.

"Do you remember this wedding dress? This is what we wore when we got married."

Kaiyuan Xianzun turned his head, refused to look at her, and said in a calm voice: "Si Ting, the tribulation of love has passed, and the fate between you and me is over. Don't get entangled any longer. Immortals and demons are against each other, so don't force it."

"It's against me, so what about you and Chaoyun Sanren?" Si Ting asked with tears in his eyes.

Kaiyuan Xianzun lowered his eyes and said: "We are married since we were young, and I will never let her down."

Si Ting closed his eyes and forced a smile.

"Okay, okay... childhood sweetheart, okay..."

As she spoke, she took out an exquisite wine jug from her sleeve, picked up the cup on the side table, filled it up, and handed it to him.

"Is it okay for the immortal to drink this glass of wine with me? After drinking, I will make a clean break with you, and we will not be entangled again."

Kaiyuan Xianzun's eyes fell on her hands.

After a long time, I still reached out to take it and drank it.

The wedding that attracted worldwide attention never took place.

In a dark cave.

Si Ting was holding a man in his arms.

The man was wearing a wedding dress, his veins were broken, and he was obviously out of breath.

Si Ting rested his chin on his head and muttered to himself, "You just don't want to be with me like that. I would rather my veins not heal until the blood is exhausted. But, Yuanlang, I just don't want to let you get what you want , I want to cut off your head, let you accompany me day and night, and be with me forever."

……

"Tsk, it really is love that makes people crazy." Yin Lizhou said.

Chen Sandao smiled, "The word love is really harmful."

After speaking, he looked up at the sky, "I've been talking for so long, so it must be time to come."

"Who should come?" Yin Lizhou asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of drawing a sword behind him.

Looking back, Shan Mingxiu stood on the shore, raised his hand and pointed his sword at Chen Sandao, and said every word: "Let him go!"