I was hiding from gods and demons at the beginning, but it turned out that I was the boss

The man's eyes were darker than Lan Zetong's, filled with alluring lust and endless madness, as if they were about to devour the person.

Mei Li raised her head in shock, the dazzling sunlight was blocked by the man, leaving only a shadow.

There was a chill in the running water beneath him.

The jet of water gushing next to her completely wet the originally graceful and gorgeous gauze skirt. The water-stained dress clung to her body like wilted petals.

In panic, the spiritual power in Mei Li's body formed another figure.

The figure quietly appeared behind the man, raised his sword and struck down.

However, the person in front of him looked indifferent and didn't care. Suddenly, countless spiritual power lines shot out from his body and penetrated Meili's human clone.

The clone fragmented and disappeared quickly under the strong division of the spiritual power line, but the spiritual power line suddenly turned into soft filaments and wrapped around Meili.

For a moment, Mei Li's brain became confused.

The induction in the spiritual space was cut off, and the body became more and more stagnant, like a stiff puppet, allowing anyone to control it.

The water is splashing, the air is sultry, and the summer wind is dry.

Everything seemed to have slowed down, and only the eyes could clearly see the face that looked like Lan Zetong's, full of sneers.

……

In the Queen's Palace, Lan Zetong finally persuaded his mother.

Tasqiong allowed Lanzeyou to follow him to Sadara for the festival, but only if they first persuaded their uncle Tasril to protect them secretly.

Because the military department has just received the news, it is very likely that one of Edenbree and his son has been promoted to the semi-god level. If this is true, even if the prince and princess have secret guards, there is still a risk.

After hearing this, the brother and sister could only compromise.

Lan Zetong left the Queen's Palace, thinking about how to convince the cold and abusive uncle within two weeks.

Tasril just entered the semi-god level in June and can be said to be the youngest god general in the history of the empire.

Many people think that his rapid promotion is related to the fact that he was seriously injured eight years ago and cannot be treated humanely. As the saying goes, if you have no desire, you will be strong...

After he was injured, his temper became even worse. He managed the military headquarters and the Tas family territory very strictly, and his rule of law was strict. But this actually enhanced the military's combat capabilities and raised the security of the territory to a new level.

For himself, his lustful taste was gone.

He spent all his free time practicing, and even the "dolls" he had collected before were given away.

It is precisely because of his crazy practice that he has achieved what he is today. So it's hard to define whether his injury is a disaster or a blessing, a benefit or a disadvantage.

Lan Zetu asked Lan Zetong to join him eight years ago to learn martial arts. He would come to the palace twice a week, and he happened to be here today.

Lan Zetong quickened his pace. Judging from the time, he should have arrived long ago. He would have a good talk with him later, although he might not be interested in this kind of play...

"Your Highness, you are back. Admiral Taslier and Miss Meili are here." When the attendant saw him coming back, he quickly reported the situation of the guests.

They're all here.

Lan Zetong frowned, hoping that Meili would not meet her uncle, otherwise it would be bad if she was frightened. Even if that person can't do anything now, his mouth is sometimes embarrassing.

When he arrived at the palace drawing room, he found that both of them were not there.

"What about people?"

The attendant hurriedly said: "The admiral said he would go to the training ground first to stretch his body."

Lan Zetong nodded, Taslier was a martial arts madman, and he basically practiced when he was free.

"Where's Mei Li?"

The attendant replied: "The princess saw that you didn't come back and said you wanted to take a walk in the garden, but it took a long time."

"Why didn't anyone follow you?" Lan Zetong asked displeased.

"The princess said it's okay for her to be alone, so..."

Lan Zetong waved his hand, "Step back, I'll go take a look."

He sent his servant Lan Zetong to the inner palace garden alone. He used the communication ring to contact Meili, but the other party was not connected.

After walking around, he came to the woods where he usually practiced martial arts. Tasril was seen standing by the grassy water platform.

"Uncle!" he shouted.

Tasril turned to look at him and smiled inexplicably, "You are late. You will be punished for being late."

Lan Zetong stood not far away and took a deep breath. Every time he practiced with Taslier, he felt like he would lose half his life.

However, martial arts progressed quickly in this way.

If it weren't for the purpose of laying a good foundation and expanding his spiritual space, he should have entered the heavenly level a year ago, but Lanzetu meant to suppress it to the limit.

"Wait for me a little longer. My fiancée is here, but I can't find her. By the way, have you seen Morton Meili?" Lan Zetong asked.

Tasril clasped his hands together, rubbed his fingers, and said with a smile: "Go find it. I'm not in a hurry."

After hearing what he said, Lan Zetong stopped asking and went to other places to have a look.

Seeing him walking away, Taslier looked at the marble fountain, and with a gentle grab, he actually grabbed a previously invisible gray curtain in the air.

The curtain was grabbed and disappeared into his hands, revealing Meili sitting on the stone platform with a pale face and trembling body.

Tasriel raised her chin and asked, "Have you seen him again today?"

Meili avoided his hand and shook her head with tears in her eyes.

Taslier smiled and said, "Don't worry, he won't know. You don't have to be like this."

Meili lowered her head and didn't want to look at his face anymore.

This face was so similar to Lan Zetong's, yet so evil and despicable. She had never thought that Lan Zetong's uncle, the dignified General Taslier, was actually like this, a devil and a madman.

Seeing her like this, Tasriel joked: "If you want to go back, change your clothes as soon as possible. Of course, if you don't mind others seeing you like this, I don't care either."

……

Five minutes later, Tasril teleported Meili to the shade of a tree near the palace gate, "See you later, the future third prince's concubine."

Meili didn't know how she got out of the palace. It seemed like she was walking in shame every step of the way. The excitement and joy when she came was gone. With such a devil beside Lan Zetong, what should she do in the future...

After Lan Zetong walked around in a big circle, he heard the guard at the palace gate say that Princess Meili had gone back, and maybe they just missed her.

He pursed his lips and returned to the woods.

Tasril lay on the grass with a leisurely attitude. Seeing that Lan Zetong didn't look good, he asked, "Have you found your fiancee?"

Lan Zetong shook his hands and feet and started practicing, "The guard said she went back."

Taslier sat up and said jokingly: "I heard that she is very beautiful. Do you want her? Doesn't it feel particularly good?"

Lan Zetong paused and frowned.

Unexpectedly, my uncle, who has been stoic in recent years, would actually ask this question. Is it because Meili is so famous that his old habit has returned?

But isn't his health still not good? His father sends someone to check him every two weeks...

Besides, why should he tell him whether his woman is good or not? This man doesn't know how to respect her at all!

Lan Zetong lowered his eyes, covering up his unhappiness, and said, "She has been mine for a long time. It's better not to care about other uncles."

Tasriel stood up and stretched, showing a mocking smile.

The two had been sparring for two hours. Lan Zetong, who was lying on the grass and feeling like he was about to die, said weakly: "Uncle, Sadala's hunting festival is coming soon. My sister and I want to go see it. You can go with us." Well, you haven’t had a holiday for a long time.”

Have a holiday?

Tasril stood by the water table and wet his arms with water, "Just the two of you?"

"Not only Tasrei and Taslin, but also the second brother and fourth brother and my fiancée want to go. So my father and mother are not at ease." Lan Zetong said weakly.

Tasril held the water and played in silence for a while, "Then I'll join in the fun."

……