After being with the villain, I am pampered and spoiled

A year passed quickly.

It can be said that there are almost no changes in the Demon Palace. Begonia flowers are still blooming brilliantly. Cen Chu and Xuan Qian's love is still as before. The only thing that has changed may be that Bai Huan and Xun He are finally together.

They have feelings for each other, but the system can't explain it away. Now that the system has solved the problem, the road ahead will naturally be smooth, and it will be a matter of time for the two of them to get together.

Therefore, when Sang Heyu came to the door, the six people who were looking at each other happily thought that they had gone to the wrong set, and the knife in their hands was awkwardly raised in the air.

He could barely recognize Bai Huan because he and he met at the auction a year ago. Because so much time had passed between Cen Chu and Xun He, he could only remember their approximate appearance.

"What's wrong, Brother Yu, aren't these the people you're looking for?" the woman next to Sang Heyu asked.

If nothing else, they were the people he was looking for, but what was surprising was that he didn't seem to recognize them.

The life of a drunken man made him immersed in the beauty of the colorful world. If it were not for the blessings of heaven, earth, treasures and various opportunities, it would be absolutely impossible for him to cultivate to the height he is today.

Maybe if you ask him to guess who the girl was the night before, it's possible, but if you ask him to guess what his master looks like, it's a little difficult.

Sang Heyu now has the look of "drawing his sword and looking around in confusion". He naturally cannot lose his momentum and embarrass himself in front of his own woman. He pointed at Bai Huan and said: "It's just a few of them."

Cen Chu took his time and turned over the barbecue. This is a recently fashionable way of eating. It was created by Sang Heyu. Once it was launched, it became popular throughout the devil world and became an indispensable item for friends' gatherings.

So at this moment, it didn't seem so out of place that they were barbecuing here, and Sang Heyu had no reason to doubt their identities.

Only Bai Huan muttered in a low voice: "He was the one who refused to let me buy the spirit stones a year ago. He was forced to sell millions of magic coins to tens of millions of magic coins. Since he likes me, I will give it to him generously." , after all, the highest bidder gets it, this has been the rule since ancient times.

I personally dug your Spiritual Transformation Stone in the Immortal Realm. It is much larger than his. It is only a drop in the bucket that you will use this year. "

A whole mountain is no joke.

This time, Bai Huan really lost the sesame seeds and picked up the watermelons. If he hadn't met Sang Heyu, Bai Huan wouldn't have known that he had written the protagonist as Long Aotian, and each plot was more bloody than the last.

He confessed that what he did was wrong.

Regarding the protagonist, Qi Ling has the most say. His identity makes it easier for him to get in touch with the protagonist: "It's like this. The protagonists prefer to show off and show themselves to be high-profile. They can't lose face in front of outsiders. We don't need to argue with them. .

What's more, he is still a child, not even a fraction of your age, so don't bully the child. Play as he pleases. "

Qi Ling didn't take Sang Heyu seriously at all. In his eyes, the protagonist was just someone who could be crushed to death with one finger. If he couldn't be crushed to death, then add another finger.

Sang Heyu's face was bruised and white, and the hand holding the sword made a rattling sound, and he would crush the hard hilt next time.

However, the hilt of the sword was made of thousand-year-old cold iron, and Sang Heyu could not crush it even if his hand was broken.

The special protection mechanism allowed the word "protagonist" to reach Sang Heyu's ears, calling his name and clearly slapping him in the face.

Xuan Qian thought that someone from the immortal world came to provoke them and disturbed their camping here. He was about to get rid of them casually when Cen Chu put the second roasted skewer in his hand: "You eat first. I’ve tasted it and it’s not bad.”

Xuan Qian knew that Cen Chu wanted to solve the problem himself, so he obediently took his place.

Cen Chu stepped forward and said to him with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, do you need any help here? As long as you tell us, we can help you solve it within our capabilities.

If not, then please take your people and leave first. We don't like outsiders to disturb us. "

Hearing this, Sang Heyu's expression became much better, perhaps because Cen Chu's attitude was better than the previous ones. Sang Heyu rarely lowered his face and saluted Cen Chu: "You don't know something about this fellow Taoist. I came here just to find the whereabouts of Master.

300 years ago, the demon world provoked a war for no reason and was extremely insidious, which led to the unfortunate death of my master. However, some people said that my master did not die. He was just imprisoned in the demon world, so I want to take him home. . "

Such a high-sounding reason, Cen Chu almost believed his lies, "Fellow Taoist, who are you talking about?"

Sang Heyu frowned slightly: "Shangshen Cenchu."

Cen Chu suddenly realized: "It turned out that Cen Chu was a god, but 300 years ago, so many pairs of eyes were watching his death. It was already a certainty that his soul would be destroyed. This is no joke.

The most important thing for a cultivator is the soul. Once the soul has dispersed, fellow Taoists feel that there is still a chance of survival.I don’t know who gave you, fellow Taoist, false information, causing you to wander into the dangerous place of the devil world alone.

It's better to go back early, this is not the place for you to stay. "

Sang Heyu just got stubborn: "No rumor in the world is groundless. Since this rumor has spread, it proves that half of it is true. If I don't see my master today, I will never give up."

Before Cen Chu could speak, Qi Ling walked up behind him and said, "You can't talk nonsense to him. If you can't make sense, just start fighting. Don't waste time."

Qi Ling has long disliked this male protagonist, and what bothers her most is the scumbag who keeps flirting around him and has a crush on her.

"You!" Sang Heyu couldn't see Qi Ling's strength at all, and was very afraid of him, so he didn't dare to step forward rashly.

Cen Chu thought so too. He had already given Sang Heyu a chance. It was Sang Heyu who didn't want to leave, so don't blame them for being rude.

As a result, the two people combined and threw Sang Heyu and his people out of the demon world.

Qi Ling exhaled a breath of turbid air, sat down next to 333, and ate the barbecue handed over by 333: "With him not here, even the air is a lot fresher. Just thinking about the future plot makes me feel sick.

Xiaobai, if you have the opportunity to write novels again in the future, don’t write such novels. After all, readers’ lives are also life. "

Cen Chu was also afraid of this kind of bloody novel: "It goes on day by day, and there is never a peaceful moment."

Bai Huan has changed his mind, prepared a golden basin to wash his hands, and started a new life: "Don't worry, I will never write again in the future."

"Hahahaha, this is what you said, and all of us heard it."

"I said what I said."

"..."

The breeze is blowing, the petals are flying, and the atmosphere is just right. I sit around the table with a few friends and have a drink. There are constant laughter and beautiful scenery.

Sitting next to him is his lover, and sitting opposite is his best friend. His life is prosperous, harmonious and happy. Cen Chu has no regrets in this life.

Contentment is always happy.

[System prompt: Dear host, after a long time, all your tasks have been completed. Thank you for your efforts. We are destined to see you again. 】