The little follower of the Great Demon Lord [Traveling]

"It's really a good thing you haven't mastered spells." Ji Li checked carefully, then withdrew his hand and let out a sigh of relief.

Lying on the bamboo couch, the girl sat up in confusion, stretched out her hand and pulled the loose sash and asked puzzledly, "What do you mean?"

Sitting lazily on the bamboo couch, Ji Li's eyes fell on the smooth white tenderness exposed between the girl's collar, and he looked at his palm with tightness in his throat and said, "You are not so stupid as to think that as long as you grow a beard, you are a man." Bar?"

Probably it was not long before the girl became a demon, and her skin is so delicate that people can't put it down.

"Isn't it?" The girl straightened her wrinkled skirt and looked at Ji Li in disbelief.

"Stupid." Ji Li withdrew his attention, looked at the bearded girl, stretched the spell with his fingertips, trying to break the spell for her.

Unexpectedly, black magic can't break the curse, so Ji Li pinched the girl's face and asked, "How do you break the curse?"

Changying was afraid of the pain and didn't dare to struggle and replied: "There is no cure for the curse in the book."

"You don't have the spell to break the spell, but you dare to use it on yourself?"

"Master Li, don't be angry." Changying looked at Master Li who was full of anger, and dodged her eyes in fear, "I heard that spells have a time limit, and maybe I will be gone tomorrow."

Ji Li couldn't stand the girl sleeping next to him like this, so he stretched out his hand and made a scraper, looking straight at her.

The girl's eyes were full of fright and she wanted to hide, but Ji Li had already held her down, leaned over, and easily suppressed the slender girl, "Don't move around, or if your face is scratched, it will hurt very much. .”

"Master Li, what are you going to do?" Changying was so frightened that her legs and feet went limp, she looked up at Master Li who was holding a knife in his hand.

"Your beard is too ugly, I'll shave it off for you, otherwise you won't be allowed to sleep with me tonight." Ji Li was playing with the razor in his hand, trying to figure out what to do.

Unexpectedly, the girl responded decisively: "Then Chang Ying can also sleep alone."

"Is that why you don't want to sleep with me?" Ji Li looked at the girl who wanted to escape with some displeasure.

"It's obvious that Mr. Li doesn't like sleeping with a bearded Chang Ying."

Ji Li raised his eyebrows and looked at the girl in displeasure, holding the spatula in his hand and asked maliciously, "Let me ask you one last time, do you choose to grow a beard or sleep with me?"

The cold scraper made Changying's face pale with fright, and at such a critical moment, Changying could only respond in fear: "Then Mr. Li, be careful, okay?"

"Don't worry, as long as you don't move around, I promise you will be able to shave cleanly." Ji Li touched the girl's acupuncture points with his fingertips to prevent her from accidentally injuring her.

When the cold spatula landed on the side of her face, Chang Ying closed her eyes tightly and dared not look at it.

When a pile of beards fell down beside the bamboo couch, Ji Li lightly touched the girl's clean face with his fingertips and said, "Coward, it's done."

Chang Ying opened her eyes hesitantly, touched her face with her hands, and responded seriously: "It's really gone."

Ji Li poked the girl's smooth side face with his fingertips, "It's a good thing you didn't learn this spell, otherwise I wouldn't be as simple as shaving."

The girl's eyes were full of light, she looked over and asked, "Then what will Sir Li do?"

"It's better that you don't know." Ji Li held the spatula in his hand and moved it slowly in front of the girl, "After all, I heard that it hurts very much."

Chang Ying looked at the shimmering spatula, and nodded her head in fear, thinking that luckily Mr. Li is really scary at this time.

"By the way, you are not allowed to practice any random spells anymore, do you understand?" Ji Li looked at the frightened girl and nodded obediently, then put away the spatula.

Ji Li, who thought this matter would be searched all over again, hugged the girl who was avoiding him intimately at night.

When Ji Li woke up at dawn, he found that the girl's beard had grown back.

Normally, Lord Mozun would leave the main hall before dawn, but today there was abnormally no movement at all.

Only then did Ya'er hesitate to enter, but before she got close to the room, she heard an indistinct sound clearly.

"Master Li..." The girl's whispering voice was very easy to distinguish.

"Don't be afraid, just close your eyes obediently."

Ya'er vaguely saw the overlapping figures of the two, and hurriedly exited the main hall.

It seems that Master Mozun still favors Miss Changying, otherwise, the appearance like yesterday would not be so easy for ordinary people to accept.

Changying, who was sleeping originally, did not expect that when she opened her eyes, Master Li was approaching with a spatula in her hand.

After finally waiting for Master Li to let go of the holding hand, Chang Ying heaved a sigh of relief, turned her head to look at the newly shaved beard and asked curiously: "Why does it grow so fast?"

Ji Li looked at the girl lying on the bed, holding her earlobe with his fingertips: "Who knows what spell you learned?"

"Oh, it hurts." The girl looked up pitifully, and Ji Xinruan, who looked at her with dark eyes like a deer in the mountains, had no choice but to let go.

When Mozun left the main hall in the morning, Ya'er went in to wait on her as usual, only to see the girl lying tired on the bamboo couch in the corridor and taking a nap.

Obviously it's still morning.

But after all, Master Mozun's cultivation base is high, and if Fu Lingcao Yao's cultivation base is too low, it will inevitably feel hard work.

Chang Ying, who slept until noon, touched the beard on her face and sighed at the first sight when she woke up.

"Why are the beards growing more and more?"

In the evening, Ji Li saw the girl's thicker and thicker beard holding the scraper worriedly, and thought that it would be better to catch a Taoist priest to break the curse.

In the midsummer season, the yang energy in the world is extremely strong. Ever since she was knocked out, Yao Xueer lived a fairy life with clothes on, hands to eat, and mouth to open her mouth.

Grandmaster Ye checked the injury on Yao Xueer's right shoulder, "I think you should have recovered."

"It's still hurting." Yao Xue'er brazenly hugged the person beside the bed.

"Then you stay in the inn. I heard that some disciples in the hall disappeared strangely. I have to go and find out the details."

Yao Xueer immediately changed her expression when she heard this, and responded, "Could it be a traitor?"

When Grand Master Aunt told Yao Xueer a traitor, she actually didn't believe it.

After all, there has never been such a thing in the Pingxu Gym for thousands of years.

"It's hard to say about the current situation." The master aunt tied Yao Xue'er's clothes, and specially left some money for her, "You save money on these."

Yao Xue'er hugged the elder aunt unwillingly, put her head in her arms to take advantage of it, and muttered: "I can't go back to the devil world now, how lonely it is for you to leave me alone."

The warm breath fell on her heart, and the master aunt frowned slightly, resisting not to make a sound, and lay down on the bed following Yao Xueer's movements.

"Stop making trouble." The elder aunt reached out and hugged the person in her arms affectionately, "I have to leave tonight."

Yao Xue'er, who was pulling her belt, stopped stiffly, leaning against the master and aunt with slightly dissatisfied eyebrows, and muttered: "In such a hurry?"

Master Aunt nodded and combed Yao Xue'er's long hair with her fingertips, and replied, "Well, I'm afraid that those missing disciples will be murdered."

Yao Xue'er pulled her hair back from the master's aunt and sighed in response: "I knew that anyway, in your heart, nothing is bigger than the Pingxu Gym."

"Xue'er..." Aunt Master propped up her body and turned her head to look at Yao Xue'er who was avoiding her gaze, and asked hesitantly, "Are you unhappy?"

"Even if I'm not happy, what can I do with you?" Yao Xue'er looked at the light blue eyes of Grand Master Auntie, and naturally knew that she was really tired from her traveling back and forth these days and nights.

The master's aunt put her arms around Yao Xue'er and said in a low voice: "As long as the Pingxu Gymnasium can survive this disaster, I will follow you wherever you go from now on."

"Then what if you can't make it through?" Yao Xue'er was always worried after hearing Ji Li's words.

Pingxu Gymnasium is already experiencing internal turmoil, and this person's temperament is too old-fashioned and kind, and it is too easy to be stabbed in the back by someone with a heart.

"As long as I have one day, Pingxu Gymnasium can definitely survive." The master's aunt met the probing gaze firmly, her fingertips lightly touched Yao Xue'er's cheek, and kissed shyly, "Don't you Don't worry, I'll be back with you soon."

Yao Xue'er stared blankly at the aunt with flushed cheeks, caressed her overly thin face with her palm, cupped her cheek with her palm and said in a low voice: "I really admire you, let me go with you. "

"But your injury, is it really okay?"

"Just let me kiss you a few more times, and I'll be fine."

Before Master Aunt could react, Yao Xueer's eyes flickered and she kissed her cunningly, thinking that she really loved and hated this person.

Although she hates her rigidity and stubbornness, she also loves her single-mindedness and persistence, otherwise Yao Xueer wouldn't have hung on this tree for so many years and never got tired of it.

In the midsummer, Dongshan captured a little Taoist priest from the Pingxu Hall. Sitting in the main hall, Ji Li sized up the little Taoist priest, frowned slightly and said, "Why is it a young Taoist priest?"

The demon at the side quickly explained: "Lord Mozun, recently too many disciples of Pingxu Gymnasium disappeared and died, leaving only these junior disciples."

Only then did the little Taoist realize with horror that the big monster in front of him turned out to be the Demon Lord.

Ji Li led the little Taoist priest into the main hall and said, "Undo the curse for her."

Because of his poor family, the little Taoist priest entered the Pingxu Taoist Hall to learn spells since he was a child, but he was not valued, so he only learned a little superficially from his senior brothers.

The girl lying on the bamboo couch with a bushy beard looked at this side expectantly.

"Undo the curse!" The little Taoist drew a spell on his fingertips, a little afraid that the demon beside him would kill him, so he was so nervous that he didn't even notice that the spell he drew was wrong.

I saw that the beard on the girl's right face disappeared cleanly, but the beard on the left face was still intact.

The little Taoist said in fear: "I am not cultivated enough, so I can only undo these things. Give me some more time, and I should be able to completely undo the curse."

"Are you fooling me?" Ji Li was already a little annoyed when he saw the clumsy spell of the little Taoist.

"I really didn't lie, please believe me." The little Taoist avoided the murderous big demon in fear.

Ji Li used black magic in his palm, and responded with a slight frown: "Who would believe the lies of a brat like you?"

The girl on the bamboo couch beside her said in a crisp voice, "I believe in you."

The little Taoist who thought his death was imminent, did not expect Mozun to let him go.

Changying looked at Master Li who was not very happy and replied: "Master Li, I really believe in the little Taoist."

Holding a scraper in his hand, Ji Li cleaned the girl's beard on the left chin and responded indifferently: "I'm afraid only a fool like you would believe that little Taoist's clumsy lies."

"The disciples of Pingxu Gymnasium must learn benevolence, trustworthiness and etiquette, so they cannot tell lies. This is the way of life taught by the old lady herself."

"Then you don't know that people are best at one thing in front of the face and another in the back. They are not as ruthless as the demons." Ji Li pinched the girl's smooth right cheek with his fingertips, thinking that the old woman might be because she was too trustworthy. A Taoist died at the hands of his own people.

The little Taoist who managed to save his life would come to the main hall every day to try to break the spell for the girl.

Changying looked at the little Taoist who was afraid of Master Li and said: "Don't be afraid, as long as you can break the curse, Master Li will not harm you."

The little Taoist ate the food brought by the girl and asked hesitantly, "Are you a demon too?"

"Yeah." Changying quickly explained, afraid of scaring the little Taoist priest, "But I won't hurt you, I only like to eat berries, not cannibals."

As soon as these words came out, the little Taoist became even more frightened.

The disciples in the hall all said that monsters are the most deceptive, especially defrauding people's trust, and then eating people's flesh and blood.

"If your spells are too weak, I have a lot of books here, you can read them as you like." Chang Ying felt that the little Taoist seemed to like Taoism very much.

The little Taoist didn't expect this monster to collect so many spell books, so he really worked hard to learn it.

After all, the grades of disciples in Pingxu Taoist Hall are strict, and ordinary Taoist priests really have no chance to practice more powerful Taoism.

In autumn, the little Taoist priest has already achieved something, and even solved Changying's spell.

"Master Li, the little Taoist is a man of his word." The girl said with a smile on her eyes.

Ji Li raised his eyebrows and looked at the girl lying on the bamboo couch, talking nonsense about others, "Are you happy?"

Chang Ying stood up and asked, "Is Mr. Li unhappy?"

Obviously, Mr. Li was often upset because of his big beard before.

"I don't need to be as happy and silly as you because the little Taoist priest solved the curse." Ji Li didn't like the girl's excessive love for others, so he pinched the girl's nose with his fingertips, "Do you believe it? As long as the little Taoist priest has a chance, he It will still kill you."

The girl blinked her eyes clear and clear: "Why did the little Taoist priest kill me?"

"Because humans and monsters have different paths. He is a disciple of Pingxu Gym. Eliminating demons is their bounden duty. You should have known it a long time ago." Ji Li loosened his hand holding his nose, and he was already planning to let the girl see clearly. The true face of the little Taoist priest, otherwise it would not be a good thing for her to be so blindly kind to others.

At the beginning, Changying often heard such words in Pingxu Gym, and often wondered why Taoist priests would kill them cruelly as long as they were demons.

"It would be great if people and monsters could get along without fighting." Changying put her head on Mr. Li's knee and sighed in a rare way.

Ji Li looked down at the girl, touched her tender face with his fingertips and said, "Actually, there is a way."

The girl's eyes lit up and she asked, "What can Mr. Li do?"

"If I can get rid of Taoist Xianmen and unify the Three Realms, then I can arrange it in the way you want."

"Impossible." Changying shook her head in fright. Back then, she remembered that the elders said that Master Mozun had killed many Taoists.

Seeing the girl's reaction, Ji Li didn't mention it any more. The Taoists of Xianmen have not yet reached the most chaotic time, so it is the best choice to watch the fire from the other side.

In the early winter, the little Taoist was good at spells, so he thought of fleeing Dongshan.

But Dongshan is too big and there are many guards. The little Taoist looked at the girl on the swing in the courtyard and stepped forward hesitantly.

"Girl Changying, since your spell has been lifted, can I leave Dongshan?" The little Taoist looked at the girl's bright eyes and became a little nervous.

It's just that the little Taoist was in a hurry to go back because the safety of the teacher's school was of paramount importance.

"Okay, I'll go and ask Mr. Li for you."

"I'm sorry to trouble you." The little Taoist didn't expect the girl to agree to the request so easily.

In the afternoon, when Ji Li heard the girl bring up the matter of the little Taoist priest leaving Dongshan, he said calmly, "Yes, he can leave at any time."

At dusk, the little Taoist priest was arrested, and Ji Li looked down at the dense cold fog surrounding him: "You want to leave Dongshan, now there are two ways for you to choose, one is to keep your hand, and the other is to kill Changying." , remember not to reveal any information, this deity will give you three days to make a decision."

The little Taoist didn't expect Mozun to make such a vicious request.

Changying came to him early in the morning with food prepared for the little Taoist priest.

"This is?" The little Taoist looked at the Taoism book in his hand in surprise.

"You seem to like practicing spells very much, so I finished copying this book overnight." Changying handed the book and rubbed her eyes sleepily, "You can learn slowly in the future, and you will definitely become a very powerful Taoist priest in the future .”

Holding the book in his hand, the little Taoist felt very guilty, "I..."

Seeing that the little Taoist didn't speak, Chang Ying asked confusedly, "What's the matter with you?"

"I'm just very grateful to Miss Changying."

He is obviously a monster, but why does he spare no effort to help himself instead of harming others?

The little Taoist asked hesitantly: "Miss Changying, why do you help me?"

"Because you helped me undo the spell, of course I will help you too. This is what humans say to repay a debt of gratitude, right?" Changying recalled the old woman's words seriously.

Pay back?

Yes, monsters know how to repay their kindness, and the little Taoist bowed his head guiltily and replied, "Thank you very much."

Because of the three-day period, Ji Li stayed by the girl's side all the time, for fear that she would be murdered by the little Taoist priest.

But at dusk on the third day, the little Taoist still didn't make a move.

Ji Li looked puzzled at the little Taoist priest covered in blood and said in a low voice, "Why?"

The little Taoist priest paled from the pain and replied, "Because I can't repay kindness with revenge."

"You go."

Ji Li casts a magic trick to send the little Taoist priest back to the world.

When Da Dagu and Yao Xueer were on their way, they met a little Taoist priest holding a broken hand covered in blood.

"Great aunt, save me." The little Taoist fainted from the pain before the blood stopped.

"He seems to have come back from the Demon Realm." Yao Xue'er clearly felt the demonic aura surrounding the little Taoist priest.

"Sure enough, the disciples who died strangely a few days ago were all killed by the Demon Lord!" Aunt Master frowned and took the little Taoist priest away.

Yao Xue'er followed helplessly, thinking that Ji Li had no reason to kill these brats.

What's more, the inner alchemy of these dead Taoist priests was not high enough, which should not be enough for Ji Li to fit between his teeth.

Alas, the devil world is really notorious nowadays, and even what happens in the world will be involved.

On the contrary, there is no news of Yao Xueer, a traitor hidden among the Taoists of Xianmen.

It was the early winter of the year again, and Chang Ying practiced with Master Li.

Ji Li watched the girl absorb the inner alchemy with great effort, so he had no choice but to help her extract some cultivation base and pass it on to her directly.

In the evening, the girl lay on her knees, slightly tired, and muttered: "It's really too difficult."

"I think you're too stupid." Ji Li has never seen a monster as difficult to cultivate as a young girl. No wonder both the demon world and the demon world say that the spirit grass monster is too bad to be reused.

With such aptitude for cultivation, the three realms probably won't be able to find another monster clan.

Chang Ying rested her head on Master Li's lap and asked suspiciously: "Master Li, can we really practice dual cultivation?"

Seeing that the end of the year is approaching, Yi Feng, the patriarch of the Fulingcao demon, deliberately put his mind to grabbing the favored eldest wife beside Lord Mozun.

Ji Li looked at the various objects in the main hall, and naturally understood his thoughts.

"Anyway, I'm not in a hurry." Ji Li rubbed the girl's head lightly with his hand. "By the way, Yi Feng, the patriarch of the Velvet Grass Demon, came to report today and found that no relatives of yours were found."

The girl's origin has always been a mystery, which is beyond Ji Li's expectation.

"I used to live in the snowfield cave with the elder and many little hairballs, but then one day they all disappeared suddenly, and Changying could only live in the cave by herself."

"Are you sure about the snowy field?" Ji Li remembered that the Fuling Grass Demon was very afraid of the cold, so she shouldn't have gone to the snowy field where the living environment is harsh.

Changying nodded seriously, "It's windy and snowy every day in the snow field."

Ji Li looked suspiciously at the girl in front of him, thinking that if what she said was true, there is a high probability that her tribe is fleeing.

And now it is very likely that only the girl is left.

After all, many tribal branches of the Fuling Grass Demon often gather in one place, which is too easy to be hunted down.

"Master Li, what are you thinking?" The girl asked as if she was completely unaware of her tragic experience.

Ji Li hugged her lightly with his palm and said, "It's nothing."

The truth is extremely cruel.

Changying's head was pillowed in Master Li's arms, but she just felt a little breathless.

Ying, the head of the New Year's Eve banquet, followed Mr. Li curiously. The whole Dongshan was brightly lit, and the fireworks never stopped.

Huafeng saw Ji Li leading the girl to the table in front of all the monsters.

Changying looked at the countless little butterflies on the table in front of her, and her eyes were tight, but the banquet was set with chopsticks, and Changying was particularly awkward to use.

Ji Li held the wine cup in his fingertips and looked at the girl who was fighting with chopsticks, and helplessly held the vegetable balls for her with the chopsticks.

The girl likes all kinds of vegetables and vegetarian food, so Ji Li specially asked people to prepare a night banquet according to her taste.

"Is it delicious?" Ji Li looked at the girl with bright eyes.

"Well, it's delicious."

Changying was halfway through eating, only to realize that the desks of those monsters were all fresh meat offal, as if only her own was different.

Yi Feng, the patriarch of the Velvet Grass Demon, frequently looked at the girl sitting next to Lord Mozun.

Naturally, Ji Li also felt the gaze, turned his head to look at the girl and said, "The monster looking at you now is Yi Feng, the patriarch of the Fulingcao demon."

"Why is he always looking at me?" Changying sipped the sweet soup, although she was a little full, she couldn't help but take another sip.

"Of course it's because he wants to have a relationship with you." Ji Li knew that if he really wanted to give the girl an identity, he would at least introduce her as the daughter of the leader of the Fulingcao demon patriarch.

It's better than introducing girls with unknown history.

"From adults."

"Huh?" Ji Li thought that the girl understood his good intentions.

Unexpectedly, the girl just held an empty bowl and said seriously, "Can I have another bowl of sweet soup?"

amount……

Ji Li couldn't help sighing when he looked at the girl who didn't understand his meaning at all.

"No." Ji Li looked at most of the food on the table, and really felt that the girl ate more and more recently.

Changying had no choice but to put down the bowl and replied, "Okay."

In fact, it's a bit stretched.

"Do you know why I brought you to the banquet?" Ji Li looked at the girl who was eagerly looking at the dishes on the table, and pressed her hands to pinch the soft flesh in her palm.

Only then did the girl come back to her senses and respond: "Because Master Li said there are delicious foods."

When she said this, Changying's eyes still looked curiously at the unbitten meatballs in Mr. Li's bowl.

"Stupid, I want you to show up, so that I can give you a legitimate identity."

"What is a legitimate identity?" Chang Ying looked at Master Li in confusion.

Ji Li blushed slightly, took a sip of wine, and calmed down his thoughts: "Although the devil world doesn't have as many red tapes as in the human world, you can't always be my little follower, can you?"

This status is so humble that Ji Li herself feels a little wronged as a girl.

"Actually, the little follower is also very good." Changying didn't realize the difference, she turned her head to see Master Li's cheeks were flushed, and she was still curious.

"You..." Ji Li was really going to be pissed off by the girl.

Doesn't she remember what she asked her that night?

Or maybe she didn't even understand the meaning of such a simple sentence?

Ji Li's face changed complicatedly, and finally turned black. Even the gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the night sky of Dongshan Mountain, and he didn't follow the girl to look around.

In the middle of the night, Chang Ying followed Master Li back to the main hall, and was already very sleepy, so naturally she didn't pay attention to Master Li's abnormality.

In the past, Mr. Li always liked to hug people tightly at night and refused to let go, so that Chang Ying slept very uncomfortable and couldn't escape.

But after the banquet, Chang Ying found that Mr. Li seemed a lot colder.

He doesn't like to talk on weekdays, most of them are practicing by himself, or they can recruit dancers to watch in the main hall.

For Ya'er who noticed the abnormality, she was very anxious.

No matter how you look at it, Master Mozun wants to pamper his new love.

Why isn't the girl in a hurry?

What made Ji Li even more annoyed by this was that she didn't react at all when all the dancers were posing naked in front of the girl.

It was only then that Ji Li realized that he had been ignoring the most important issue.

Girl, does she really like herself?

Since forcibly bringing her back to the Demon Realm, the girl never took the initiative to be intimate with her. Most of the time, it was Ji Li who half threatened and half coaxed her to be obedient.

Because of his looks, Ji Li never thought of the possibility that others would not like him.

But when he met a girl, Ji Li realized that the girl hadn't said that she liked him for a long time.

The sweetheart she always talked about before, from her return to Dongshan until now, Ji Li has never heard of it.

Maybe the girl didn't understand her intentions, she was just refusing to show her liking.

In the afternoon, Ya'er came in to serve tea, the dancers were extremely gorgeous and graceful, but the young girl was lying on the bamboo couch basking in the sun and taking an afternoon nap.

Master Mozun sat on the high seat and it was so cold that even the dancers didn't dare to approach it easily.

"Go back."

"Yes." The dancers cleaned up the clothes that fell on the ground, and some of them didn't understand Lord Mozun's preferences.

When the main hall was empty, Ya'er was cleaning up the inkstone next to the desk. On weekdays, the girl always had to extract a passage of scriptures.

Therefore, Ya'er was also responsible for organizing and adding paper and ink.

When Master Mozun quietly moved to his side, Ya'er was actually a little surprised, her cheeks were slightly rosy and she retreated deliberately.

Ji Li looked at Ya'er in front of her, who was also a Fuling Grass Demon, and she could sense obvious mood swings at once.

"You raise your head." Ji Li looked at Ya'er's appearance and figure. This Velvet Grass was born dignified and gentle, with a slightly plump figure, with secret emotions flowing between his eyebrows and eyes, a natural charmer.

No wonder Yi Feng sent her to Dongshan to serve her. There was no difference in his mind, Ji Li didn't believe it.

"Have you ever been touched by someone?" Ji Li looked at Ya'er's shy face and asked straightforwardly.

Ya'er immediately shook her head knowingly and responded: "The servant is the person of Lord Mozun and Miss Changying."

Hearing these tactful words, Ji Li not only compared the girl who was sleeping on the bamboo couch with her head buried.

The same is the Fuling Grass Demon, why is there such a big gap?

"Go back."

"Yes." Ya'er's shy heart was beating extremely fast, and when she left the main hall with her head down, she was still a little coy and uneasy.

Lord Mozun, what does this mean?

When the gate of the main hall was closed, Ji Li turned around and walked towards the bamboo couch.

The girl was lying on the bamboo couch, sleeping soundly, with a few marks on the side of her face due to her deep sleep, and her pink lips were slightly pursed.

Ji Li reached out and wanted to brush the fine hair off her cheeks, but he felt ashamed and annoyed when he remembered that she didn't care about him so much, so he straightly withdrew his hand.

In the evening, the sky was covered with clouds, and when Changying woke up, the main hall was empty.

Not only was Master Li not in the main hall, but even the monsters who were dancing lively before were gone.

Ya'er went in to hold the lamp, and saw that the girl seemed to have just woken up, so she stepped forward hesitantly and said, "Miss Changying, have you quarreled with Lord Mozun recently?"

The girl shook her head, then nodded, and responded with complicated emotions on her face: "Changying doesn't know either."

Recently, it's really strange to be an adult, not only doesn't like to talk, he doesn't even get angry anymore.

In the past, when Chang Ying practiced cultivation, Master Li would always scold her.

During this period of time, I was so far away from adults, it seemed like a different person.

"I think Master Mozun is not happy, but Miss Changying should take the initiative. After all, there are many monsters in Dongshan, so it is inevitable that she didn't want to hook up with the superior." Ya'er knew that the rise and fall of the Fulingcao Yao clan depended on the young girl. Naturally, worry reminders are unavoidable.

Changying looked at Ya'er confusedly and asked, "What is hooking up with a superior?"

Ya'er hesitated for a moment and explained euphemistically: "Hooking up with the superior means that they want to climb into the bed of Lord Mozun."

Changying was even more confused after hearing this, who are they?

Is adult Li's quilt so popular?

Before Changying could ask, Master Li came back from the outside, and Ya'er hurriedly exited the main hall.

At night, Changying was eating the berry liquid, and found that Master Li was staring at him, "Master Li, what's wrong?"

Ji Li raised his eyebrows and sipped his tea, "I'm planning to pick two dancing girls to serve in the room. Do you like any of them?"

"Every dancer is so beautiful, it's so hard to choose." The girl didn't feel jealous at all, instead she began to think seriously.

"Then what do you think if I say I want them to be concubines?"

"What is the concubine going to do?" the girl asked curiously.

"It's mainly used to warm the bed and serve the bed."

Changying recalled the quilt that Ya'er mentioned, and it turned out that they were referring to the dancer girl.

Ji Li thought that the girl would be somewhat displeased, but the girl readily accepted it.

In the middle of the night, when the two dancers received the order to serve the bed, each wished to put on a few more layers of makeup, and each wore less clothes than the other.

But as soon as he entered the main hall, he found that it was surprisingly cold inside.

"See Mr. Mozun." The two dancers looked at Mr. Mozun who was reading a book by himself, but they didn't dare to get up.

Ji Li looked at the girl beside the bamboo couch, unwillingly, he took the initiative to hold her in his arms and said in a low voice, "You should study hard, how do they serve the bed."

"Yeah." Changying leaned her back into Master Li's arms, looked at the two dancers looking at each other curiously, and wondered why they hugged each other since it was a warm quilt.

The two dancers, who thought they were here to serve Lord Mozun, could only demonstrate the bedtime service at the request of Lord Mozun.

The slightest sound in the huge main hall can be amplified, not to mention the two dancers who are working hard to demonstrate the sleeping.

The clothes fell to the ground like branches and leaves, and the dancers hugged each other, their intimate voices were even more clear.

Ji Li put his arms around the girl, turned his head to look at the serious girl, lowered his head, kissed the soft lips, and said, "You, have you learned?"

The girl looked at the dancer who was already lying on the ground, and nodded half-understanding: "Why are they biting each other?"

"Ouch." Chang Ying covered the right cheek that was suddenly bitten, and looked at Master Li in confusion.

"Back off." Ji Li thought it was a waste of time.

The dancers picked up their clothes and hurried out of the main hall, thinking that the lord Mozun's hobbies are really weird.

Changying watched Master Li getting up from the bamboo couch angrily, and wanted to follow.

Unexpectedly, Master Li suddenly turned around and said angrily, "When will you figure it out, and when will you go back to sleep on the bed."

"Then what if you still can't figure it out?" Chang Ying asked puzzledly, covering her face.

Master Li's eyes were full of burning fire, and he pinched Changying's face with his hand, "Then you will always be a little follower!"

In the middle of the night, the main hall was pitch black, and Changying was sleeping on the bamboo couch, but she couldn't figure out why Master Li was suddenly angry.

Little follower, what's wrong?

Changying had a rare insomnia.

Since Ya'er summoned the dancers at night, she kept guarding outside the house worriedly, until the dancers left in disarranged clothes, she was sure that Lord Mozun had changed his mind.

During the day, Ya'er watched the girl sitting on the swing sullenly and said hesitantly, "Miss Changying, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm thinking about serving the bed." Changying felt that if she really wanted to learn, it shouldn't be too difficult.

Ya'er, who always thought that girls were innocent, did not expect to hear such straightforward words, and her cheeks burned immediately.

"Miss Changying, in fact, you can use some strategies when you go to bed." Ya'er hesitantly passed the drawing book from her sleeve, "There are so many tricks in it, take a look when you have time, maybe you can regain the love of Lord Mozun." joy."

When Changying was holding the drawing book and was about to open it, Ya'er stopped her.

"It's better to look at this painting quietly, don't let Master Mozun know." Ya'er didn't expect the girl to look at it directly on such an occasion.

"Yeah." Changying looked at Ya'er so mysteriously, and was even more curious.

Master Li didn't return to the main hall in the afternoon, so Chang Ying lay down on the bamboo couch and flipped through the picture books.

The girls in the picture book are hugging each other and being intimate, just like the dancers in last night.

It's just that some of the movements in it are very strange. Changying wondered if she wanted to learn to dance to make Mr. Li happy?

Changying just looked at it for a while, and felt very sleepy, so she put the picture book under the soft pillow.

Changying, who was drowsy at first, quickly fell asleep.

Because of the gorgeous sunset glow entering the house, Chang Ying slowly woke up.

I don't know when Mr. Li was sitting beside the bamboo couch, the orange glow made Mr. Li's face gentle.

Changying sat up happily and muttered: "My lord, Changying has learned to serve the bed."

Master Li approached slowly and asked, "Really?"

"I can act it for Sir Li." Chang Ying reached out to wrap his arms around Sir Li, and clumsily pressed close to those cold thin lips.

The figures of the two overlapped to one place, and Chang Ying diligently imitated the intimate movements of the picture book.

"Does Master Li like this?"

Master Li, whose clothes were messy, hugged Changying tenderly and replied, "Yes, I like it."

Changying smiled happily with curved brows and eyes.

But before Changying asked if she could go back to sleep on the bed at night, the sudden pain in her ears caused Changying to open her eyes.

The room in the main hall was already a bit dark, and Mr. Li raised his earlobe angrily and asked, "Sure enough, you have someone you like, right?"

Master Li didn't expect that the girl would keep talking about her love in her sleep, but she didn't hear that person's last name.

"Who is that person?" Ji Li tried hard to recall anyone mentioned by the girl.

Changying was pressed on the bamboo couch and couldn't move at all, she looked blankly at Master Li and said, "Who is who?"

Ji Li looked at the girl who didn't want to admit it, and thought that maybe the person tricked the girl into liking her, or maybe the girl didn't know about it, so she suppressed her anger and asked, "Who did you dream about just now?"

The girl blinked her eyes brightly and replied, "I just dreamed about Master Li."

"What?" Ji Li looked at the girl in a daze, his heart changed from suspicion to joy.