For the next period of time, Zhong Ying will be very busy.

Just like Daddy Cheap said, the demon world has just been pacified, but it is still a mess and needs to be rectified.

Although Zhong Ying can leave most of the work to his subordinates, there are some things that need to be taken over by Zhong Ying, the new Demon Lord - if he really doesn't have to do anything, it means that he, the Demon Lord, has been taken over.

After assigning subordinates one by one, Zhong Ying realized that there were not enough subordinates, and he needed to recruit new subordinates.

At this time, Zhong Ying regretted throwing Meng Changfang to Kyushu.

After all, Mr. Mengmeng is the same as Mr. Mimei, one is worth ten, and with Meng Changfang around, Zhong Ying can save a lot of trouble.But he had already thrown him to Kyushu, and it was too late to say anything at this time.

Zhong Ying buried himself on the desk and sighed heavily.

Jun Buyi was sitting by the window lattice, drawing with a brush.

The ferocious magic flower and magic wood in the backyard are extraordinarily magnificent and gorgeous in his writing, and the wisteria flower curtain is rustling and fragrant in this dazzling beauty.

In the middle of the painting, Jun Buyi pushed the picture of hundreds of flowers blooming aside, took another piece of rice paper over, and drew without thinking.

With just a few strokes, Zhong Ying's distressed and sighing appearance was vividly drawn.

Jun Buyi was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look at Zhong Ying.

Zhong Ying was scratching his hair while poking the pen holder on the table, his voice was annoyed and intermittent: "If you don't have enough formation masters, you can spend a lot of money to recruit people; if you don't have enough skills, you can take a test; if you can't find them, you can arrest them... If you catch them back, you will be threatened." Temptation..."

"Why is this person so reckless? Change this person! Absolutely!"

"...The calligraphy is so ugly, uglier than that of Daddy Cheap, let him give me a box of Four Books and Five Classics!"

Amidst the complaints, Zhong Ying was extremely efficient.

Unexpectedly, Jun came back to his senses and found that he had drawn Zhong Ying's expression of frowning, staring eyes, and mouth corners vividly, which looked extraordinarily cute.

After clearing his voice, Jun Buyi said, "Ying Ying, how about I help you?"

"No need!" Zhong Ying stretched out a hand in his busy schedule, and refused, "How can I let my queen be tired?"

He wants to prove that Jun Buyi has a good eye, so he will choose him.

Jun Buyi didn't insist, and continued to draw his little bastard, one after another...

After drawing tired, Jun Buyi went out to get some fresh air.

It wasn't until the sun was setting that Zhong Ying threw the pen aside and stretched.

Glancing out of the corner of his eye, Zhong Ying was slightly surprised to find that Jun Buyi hadn't come back yet.

He wanted to go directly to Jun Buyi, so he walked back after taking two steps, stopped at the bank table where Jun Buyi had been sitting before, and curiously flipped through the pile of drawing papers.

In the first painting, a villain is biting the pen holder with a troubled expression on his face.

In the second picture, the villain is holding a scroll and patting someone on the head.

In the third picture, there is an extra ink mark on the villain's face.

The fourth...

The fifth...

Zhong Ying muttered: "Why do you look like me?"

Putting away the drawing paper carefully, Zhong Ying searched for Jun's unexpected aura, and finally found him outside Wanmo City.

As a Taoist cultivator, Jun Buyi is already extremely conspicuous in the City of Ten Thousand Demons, let alone Rong Zhi who is so outstanding.At this time, several demons surrounded him, looking at him excitedly.

Jun Buyi lowered his eyes and was pointing something.

Zhong Ying grabbed a demon at random: "What are they doing?"

The demon clan didn't recognize Zhong Ying, and took a look: "It's the demon queen who is pointing out their formation."

Zhong Ying was slightly taken aback, and the demon race left in a hurry.

After the demons surrounding Jun Buyi dispersed, Jun Buyi saw Zhong Ying leaning against the wall with his arms folded, as if he had been looking at him for a long time, and had been waiting for him for a long time.

Jun Buyi stepped forward, Zhong Ying stood up, and the two walked side by side.

"Are you done?" Jun Buyi asked, "Why didn't you call me?"

"Before you were waiting for me, now it's natural for me to wait for you." Zhong Ying replied as a matter of course.

Unexpectedly, your brows and eyes are relaxed.

Zhong Ying pursed his lips and couldn't help but said, "Didn't I tell you not to help?"

Jun Buyi stretched out his hand, his soft fingertips brushed against Zhong Ying's cheek, and his voice softened a bit: "I don't care about other things, I also have to care about the defense formation, and I will spend half of my time in the future. Here, don’t make any mistakes.”

"..."

Zhong Ying was moved for a moment, patted his chest and said: "If you want to live, I will give you the Jiuyou Palace."

"Then where do you live?"

"The big deal is that a palace is being built on the side."

Jun Buyi smiled slightly, and withdrew his fingers.

With sharp eyes, Zhong Ying saw the black spots on his fingertips, and subconsciously grabbed his wrist: "Why did you get ink?"

Just now Jun Buyi seemed to wipe his cheek with this hand...

Zhong Ying came to his senses, rubbed his face a few times, and said with a bit of anger in his voice, "I walked all the way with this thing on my back just now?"

Jun Buyi hummed lightly, with a smile on his brows and eyes.

"Wait." Zhong Ying thought of something, his anger suddenly disappeared, and he leaned over, "The sketches on your desk are all drawn by me, right? I saw ink on the face of the person in the picture!"

"Yes."

"Since the paintings are mine, those paintings belong to me." Zhong Ying laughed like a child who took advantage of it.

The two walked hand in hand on the reconstructed street.

After Zhong Ying was almost busy with his work, he finally remembered Gu Guanwan in the dungeon, so he went to the dungeon with Jun Buyi to "visit the prison".

The dungeon is dark and dark, not only sealing all spiritual power, but also alternating cold and burning, which is a hundred times worse than the environment in the small dark room of the academy.

People with weaker cultivation bases can't survive one night at all, but Zhong Ying is not worried that Gu Guanguan will die.

The guard lit an oil lamp, and the dim light of the candle lighted up the dungeon.

Gu Guanguan was seriously injured, unable to use power to heal, and had no medicine to heal his wounds. He also had to endure the double torture of ice and fire. His injuries aggravated, and his breath was much weaker than before, almost non-existent.

When Zhong Ying and the two came over, he was leaning against the wall and fell asleep. After realizing something, he propped himself up on his arms and said, "You are here..."

His voice was hoarse and weak, and he coughed lowly as soon as he opened his mouth.

Zhong Ying glanced at him condescendingly, and said with a smile, "You're doing well."

Although the breath is weak, it looks clean.If you still have the energy to clean up yourself, you must have a good life.

"It's been worse than I thought it would be."

Gu Guanguan seemed to want to stand up, tried it, and found that he couldn't do it, so he simply sat cross-legged on the ground and quietly "watched" the two of them.

Zhong Ying's eyes twitched, a little surprised.

Jun Buyi's eyes were dim, and he pointed to the key point: "Why do you keep losing your power?"

Feng Yuejun is a strong man who came from 5000 years ago. In the past thousands of years, the emperor of the demon world has changed many times, but Gu Guanguan has been walking in the demon world. It should be so weak!

Zhong Ying thought of this, his heart shuddered, and he subconsciously glanced at Ah Li.

Ah Li looked back, shook his head, and said that he had been watching these days, and there was nothing unusual.

There was an indifferent smile on the corner of Gu Guanguan's lips, and he just said: "If you come a few days late, I won't have the energy to talk to you."

Zhong Ying snorted coldly: "Don't play tricks in front of me!"

Gu Guanguan shook his head: "To be honest, I didn't expect myself to be like this at first..."

"You mean... you're going to die?" Zhong Yingmo raised his eyebrows. He didn't believe that Gu Guanguan's injury could kill him, and the corners of his lips curled up. If you know what you say, it would be boring to bring it into the coffin. Oh, no, if you fall into my hands, you will definitely not be treated as well as the coffin, but if I am satisfied with what you say, I can reward you with a coffin. "

Gu has nothing to do with meditation.

Zhong Ying kicked the fine iron prison door: "Do you think this proposal is good?"

"I'm not interested in a pair of thin coffins." Gu Guanguan replied, "But..."

A shadow fell from Zhong Ying's eyelashes, and his expression was instantly filled with deep-seated coldness: "Then you will suffer a lot, as long as you spend more time and thought, you may not be able to search for your soul."

"Devil Lord, please listen to me." Gu Guanguan didn't take the threat seriously, and said slowly, "If you ask, maybe I will tell you what I know."

Zhong Ying was surprised, and couldn't help but praise: "You really know the truth."

The guard sent two wicker chairs, which were padded with a layer of soft animal skin. Zhong Ying sat comfortably, looked at Gu Guanguan, and bent his peach blossom eyes. Although he was smiling, his black pupils were frosty.

He asked the first question: "Does the death of my parents have anything to do with you?"

Gu Guanguan sighed softly: "If I tell the truth, you guys won't let me go, but it doesn't matter whether I say it or not...it does have something to do with me."

Zhong Ying clenched his fists tightly, and the frost in his pupils was dyed with magnificent flames.

At the same time, doubts rose in my heart.

You clearly know that you will die if you say it, so why admit it?

Does Gu Guanguan have the trump card and is not afraid at all, or is it because... he is taking the blame for others?But what is the meaning of apologizing?

Zhong Ying doesn't think that Gu Guan has such a thing as affection.

"Actually, if you really want to say it, the deaths of the Demon Emperor and the Spirit Girl are also related to you. If you hadn't given birth to you, they wouldn't have ended up like this."

Gu Guanguan "looked" at Zhong Ying with a pair of glazed pupils, and slowly narrated, "Barbarian spiritual girls are not allowed to marry, but the Haizhu spiritual girl became a spiritual girl halfway through. She knows the rules of the clan, but she is not like the barbarian spiritual girls of all generations. Ordinary, follow the family rules and serve the gods wholeheartedly. She has a barbarian behind her back and becomes a Taoist partner with the devil emperor Zhuyan, and she is secretly married."

"...The matter of pregnancy cannot be hidden from everyone. Before your mother gave birth, this matter was exposed. The barbarian elders gathered and took away your mother and you."

"The spiritual girl who breaks the precept needs to sacrifice to the gods to appease the gods' anger. Haizhu has some feelings for the barbarians, and is willing to die to pay for the crime. I beg the elders to let the newborn children go."

"The barbarian elders are divided into two factions. One side pity your mother and child, and they say that the child is innocent, so just send the child away. The other side say that the child is a human devil, and they should be sacrificed together."

"Your father is here. In order to take your mother and son away safely, he accepted the divine punishment from the barbarian elders and was seriously injured when he left."

"A weak woman after giving birth, a newborn baby, a seriously injured Demon Emperor... As long as the news leaks out, the Kyushu cultivators will never let them go due to their hatred for the Demon Race..."

"How do you know so clearly?" Zhong Ying asked.

"Naturally... watching all this at the scene."

"It was you who leaked the news?" Zhong Ying's voice was low and soft.

"It's not me, I just did one thing, to get rid of your father's old department, after all, Lord Demon and Monster is loyal to him." Gu Guanguan coughed twice, and added, "Of course, this can't be done overnight. I have followed your father for hundreds of years to win his trust."

"As for the news... Maybe it came from the Chaoyang line, or maybe it came from the Suyue line. Among the people who hunted down and killed your parents, they should have their own hands."

"After all." Gu Guanwan's voice was unusually gentle, "They've been secretly watching your father for hundreds of years, and they've been waiting for that moment..."

Zhong Ying let go of the hand resting on the armrest, and the armrest instantly turned into ashes, and everyone asked, "Why?"

Gu Guanguan said, "With your father around, why is the devil world in chaos?"

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