The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

How is this going?

His master was always clean, how could he be contaminated with demonic energy?

Sang Jian felt that he had tried and failed to prove his identity with demonic energy.

Based on what you saw, haven't you ever wondered how I pulled out your magic-free sword by myself?

Yun Xian opened his eyes wide, I just regained my memory. My mind was very confused and I didn't have time to think too much.

After being reminded by Master, it seems that there are indeed many places that are strange. No one can hold the Demon-Free Sword except me. Master, you...

Sangjian looked at him sideways, You said you were going to come back to get the sword, did you still count?

But Master has already given me the sword...

Sang Jian curled his lips, There is still half a sword, will you marry me?

Yun Xian: ...

Looking at Sang Jian's expression, Yun Xian was stunned for a moment.

Thoughts were running through his head.

It is true that no one can obtain the Demonless Sword except him, but what if it is the sword itself?

She has been suppressed by the sword for thousands of years. In fact, there should be two results.

Either she is corrupted by the sword, or the sword is corrupted by her.

The demonic energy of the Demonless Sword is too powerful, and the spiritual energy in her body may also be very powerful, but if it is suppressed in such a place, her spiritual energy will leak out as her vitality passes.

This leads to the first result.

No wonder he felt that the demonic energy just now was very familiar, it came from the Demonless Sword!

Yun Xian suddenly raised his eyes, Did Master come to help me before in the underground palace?

He thought it was his illusion, but now it seems to be true!

Just as Sang Jian was about to open her mouth, Yun Xian hugged her whole body!

Marry!

He was replying to Sang Mian's previous question.

My heart was filled to the brim, almost bursting with joy.

Since she has been eroded by the Demonless Sword, the half of the sword in her mouth is naturally her own.

He couldn't ask for it.

Sang Jian hugged his neck and chuckled: Then you have to treat it well. This half sword is relatively fragile. If you are not careful, the old bones will break easily.

Bah, bah, bah! Master, don't tell lies!

Yun Xian lowered his eyes and glanced at Sang Jian in his arms, his cheeks burning.

He wished he could marry Sang Jian home now.

The memory has been restored, but his current body is still too small.

Master, I have to trouble you to wait for some time. When I grow longer... Yun Xian sighed.

Sang Jian leaned in his arms, found a comfortable position to nestle in, and said in a leisurely tone, It's okay, I'm not in a hurry.

Yun Xian: ... I'm anxious!

…

On the way, the two of them met the guardians who were bringing an eight-carriage sedan.

Yun Xian carried Sang Jian up and took her back to the Demon Palace.

Finally I took her home.

Next, he will fulfill his promise to her bit by bit.

…

In the following days, Yunxian took care of the demon clan's affairs while preparing to create a better living environment for Sang Jian.

Sang Jian's daily routine was to lie down from the bed to the chair, from the chair to the soft couch, and from the soft couch to the imperial chair in the yard.

Salted fish is very comfortable.

Yun Xian is busy every day, but he never forgets to take time to see her.

As soon as he has free time, he will run over and have fun with her for a while.

Life seems to be no different from that in Qianfeng Sect.

The only difference is that the place where we live is much more luxurious.

But after eating salted fish for a long time, Sang Jian still felt more and more tired.

Her body...

It seems like something is really wrong.

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The world will end tomorrow, okay?