When the demon king penetrates into the harem

"How is it? How is the fish here?"

Zhou Xiting was taken aback by the sudden voice, he was a little doubtful about his own strength now, why did he hit his self-confidence once or twice?

As if seeing what he was thinking, the man laughed a few times before saying to him: "Don't feel inferior, junior, I have grown up for hundreds of years, it is inevitable that I don't notice it."

Saying that, he jumped down from the tree.

The person who came was wearing a dark blue dress, with his hair tied up, and holding a folding fan in his hand, looking very chic.

"You really hit it off with me."

Zhou Xiting raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

"Aren't you curious?"

"Curious what."

"Curious why I said that."

"It's your freedom to say what you want, I don't care."

"Hahahaha~ Interesting."

Zhou Xiting was not interested in this sudden appearance, and quietly watched the fish swimming in the pond.

"Your name is Zhou Xiting, I'm Xue Chen's friend, also surnamed Zhou, I'm Zhou Chenxiao."

"Um, oh."

"Aren't you curious if you are my descendant?"

"What if it is, what if it isn't?"

Hearing this answer, Zhou Chenxiao was taken aback for a moment, but soon smiled.

"It's just a little emotional. I didn't expect my Zhou family's descendants to be so outstanding."

"Well, I am the No. 20 generation heir of the Zhou family."

"Haha, then you should call me Patriarch."

"So, before I ascended, this junior encountered a very difficult matter. It was the remnant soul of an ancestor who guided me."

"Oh! I did leave a wisp of spiritual consciousness in the mortal world before. I thought it would never be used, but I didn't expect it to really work. You and I are really destined."

"Yeah, the junior didn't expect to have a fate."

"Oh, it's just that I've become a demon, and I can't help you in the fairy world."

"The younger generation is not talented, but it can protect itself, so there is no need for the ancestor to worry about it."

"Hahaha, you, a junior, are really interesting. How about it, I don't have anything good, so you can just take this, and treat it as my wedding gift to you."

"..."

He used to think that this ancestor was a serious person, but he didn't expect him to be an old and dishonest person.

Looking at the storage bag in his hand, Zhou Xiting didn't know what to do. He knew that if Zhou Chenxiao really wanted to give it to him, he would definitely accept it obediently.

"In that case, thank you, Patriarch."

"Haha, I'm just talking about fate."

After Zhou Chenxiao finished saying that sentence, he disappeared again, came and left inexplicably.

Zhou Xiting couldn't help but smiled and shook his head, he felt that the painting styles of the people around him were not quite right recently.

It's been a while since I chatted with the ancestors. I don't know if they have finished solving it, but it shouldn't be possible to coordinate it in a while.

Just as he was thinking about it, a pair of hands wrapped around his waist.Sensing the familiar breath, Zhou Xiting let him go.

"Why did you come out, it's impossible to get well so soon."

"I miss you, anyway, I have nothing to do there."

"Ah."

"what are you doing?"

"I met my ancestor and chatted for a while, and he gave me this."

As he spoke, he turned the storage bag in his hand upside down and showed it to Zhao Han.

"Put this away first."

"Ah."

Zhou Xiting pinned the pouch to his waist.