Wearing a book, the paranoid devil is crying in my arms

But after not seeing him for a hundred years, Bailu seemed to be much more mature than before. A child of seven or eight years old stood in front of him with his hands behind his back, and he really had such an unruly character.

Sinan held the kettle in his hand, and looked at Bai Lu. Wen Yan had no choice but to take him to the side hall.

Walking through the bookshelf to the door of the side hall, Wen Yan signaled, "The Lord Qinghan is inside."

"Who hurt Master?"

"Tianjun Yuanhe, do you still want to take revenge? Can you beat him?"

Wen Yan leaned against the door and raised his eyebrows.

Bai Lu curled his lips, saying that he really couldn't beat him, he just raised his hand to push the door, but he didn't want Qi Zexi to open the side hall door the next moment when his hand just touched the door.

The eyes of the two people, one big and one small, met, and Qi Zexi glanced at Bai Lu with visible disgust.

"Who asked you to come? Are the demons settled?"

Bai Lu raised his head, snorted coldly, and wanted to go into the house, but Qi Zexi threw him out by the collar before anyone could step in.

Fell to the ground, Bailu gritted his teeth, got up immediately, and stuck his neck.

"I want to see Master, you get out of the way."

"Go back to the Demon Race."

"You are the devil, why do you let me look at the devil!"

Bai Lu stomped, maybe he didn't even notice, only in front of Qi Zexi and Jun Qinghan did he look like a child.

Wen Yan leaned to the side to watch the play, Qi Zexi frowned, and displeasure flashed across his face.

"What's the matter with the master, get out of the way, I want to tell the master that you bullied me!"

Speaking of which, Bailu stood outside the door and wanted to shout into the room, but just as he opened his mouth, he found that his throat could not make a sound.

This made him stunned, he hurriedly covered his neck, opened his mouth several times but still could not make any sound, he stared at Qi Zexi's slowly retracting hand with eyes full of disbelief.

Facing the nasty smile on Qi Zexi's lips, he gritted his teeth, blushed so hard that his neck was thick, but he was still speechless.

"Is it really good to use the silence technique on a child?"

Wen Yan was leaning to the side, completely watching a show, and Qi Zexi's eyes blew across him coldly.

"Go back to the Demon Race!"

As soon as the words fell, the door was slammed shut, Bai Lu was still not reconciled, why didn't he see anyone when he came here?

He stepped forward and wanted to kick the door, but he didn't want to be blocked by a barrier before he even touched the door.

Bai Lu was stunned for a moment, a faint light rippling from the barrier, and his body was immediately ejected violently.

Seeing this, Wen Yan stepped forward quickly, and firmly held Bai Lu in his arms. Bai Lu grabbed Wen Yan's sleeve, raised his eyes, and his trembling green eyes were slightly moved.

Unexpectedly, Wen Yan glanced at him with a smile, and said slowly, "You almost hit my bookshelf, do you know how long it took me to organize these things?"

White Deer: "..."

The emotion in my heart just now disappeared in an instant.

Angrily pushing Wen Yan's hand away, he gritted his teeth, gave him a hard look, turned around and left.

Seeing this, Wen Yan immediately caught up with him, "Bailu, you haven't come to my mountain for a long time, and your master has used a lot of fairy herbs to treat illnesses here."

Bai Lu: "..." He stopped and glanced at Wen Yan.

"I've always been a helpful person, but my fairy grass is rather rare. Don't you think you should repay me?"

Don't be too obvious about what you said, Bai Lu couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and took a look at him on the top of the hill after walking out the door.

Pointing to Wen Yan's mouth, Wen Yan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

He raised his hand and scratched his head, "Actually, I don't know how to unblock speech."

Bai Lu: "..." He resisted the urge to roll his eyes again, and Wen Yan turned his head to see Sinan who was sitting beside him making medicine.

Immediately pulled the white deer to Sinan, "God Sinan, can you lift the forbidden speech technique?"

When Sinan heard this, he didn't raise his head. There were seals on his hands, and a flash of light flashed across. Bailu felt his throat loosen. He opened his mouth and tried it, and found that he could really make a sound.

"Shenjun Wenyan, what do you do on weekdays?"

Although his words were full of dislike, Bailu still turned around and turned into a snow-white deer, jumping past his mountain top.

Waiting until the white deer figure disappeared, the herbs that had been picked had sprouted again.

This time, Sinan finally understood why he wasn't worried.

It only took a few days, and when Jun Qinghan's health improved, Qi Zexi immediately took the people away and returned to the Demon Race.

Tianjun hanged his breath and did not die.

After another two months, Yuan He's injury improved a lot. Wen Yan went out from his own mountain and squeezed into the crowd to watch Yuan He be relegated.

And Qili became the king of heaven, and was dragged by Su Yuan to talk about all kinds of things that happened in the sky.I have to say that Wen Yan, who has always been a gossip, finds this incredible.

I haven't come out for a while, but I feel that I can't keep up, and Jun Qinghan wakes up.

The Demon Lord was replaced by a white deer, and this series of events happened too suddenly.

Not long after this happened, Qi Li and Su Yuan got married.

I have to say, this is really weird, I think Su Yuan was still holding the wine jar, stepped on the stone bench with one foot, and said something righteous to everyone.

Sooner or later, he will put Shenjun Lili to sleep, and now it has indeed been realized, but it is just in another way.

And that white deer who was able to hold the white deer carved into Su Yuan's drunken villain before, that messy kid who likes to cause trouble everywhere and ruin his mountain.

In a blink of an eye, he became a demon king. Time passed really quickly. He glanced at the man sitting in the yard with a book covering his face.

Someone lying on a wicker chair and already asleep.

Wen Yan himself never thought that one day he would meet the famous god of war, Lord Sinan.

He can also become the savior of the god Sinan.

Walking slowly to the rattan chair, he raised his hand to remove the book that was covering the face of Lord Sinan, and glanced at someone who was already asleep.

The sun was shining on his face, Sinan frowned slightly, and his eyelids trembled.

Wen Yan immediately stood aside with the book, looking at the book in his hand seriously.

Sinan slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand to block the glare of the sun, and happened to see a moon-white figure standing beside him at this moment.

"When did you come back?"

Sinan never minded that he took the initiative to find Su Yuan, and since Lord Su Yuan had prepared a lot for his wedding recently, it was understandable that he was so busy.

So when Wen Yan was away, he helped sort out those books, but he didn't expect to fall asleep while lying down.

Wen Yan lowered his head and responded muffledly.

Only then did Sinan set his eyes on him and chuckled lightly.

"Wen Yan, you've got the book upside down."

Hearing this, Wen Yan reacted, his cheeks were slightly flushed, and he simply put down the book in his hand.

Seeing him like this, Sinan didn't speak. He lay on the wicker chair and narrowed his eyes slightly. He turned his head to watch Wenyan tidying up his things with great interest.