A follow-up report on the emotional issues of the leader of the Demon Cult

A cp carnival about the leader of the martial arts and the leader of the demon sect that would happen once every few years passed like this.

Bai Yu counted the cartloads of all kinds of gold and silver treasures pulled into the gate of the Demon Cult, and nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad, it seems that this is true love, and there is more money."

"Won't your conscience hurt?" Le Yi couldn't believe it, "How much did you ask for? More than thirty cars?!"

"So much is not enough to compensate our Demon Cult for the loss of reputation." Bai Yuliu raised his eyebrows, "Go to any place and see for yourself, what kind of drama they put out, you will almost lose the Demon Cult face."

It is impossible to say that you are not curious. Since Le Yi withdrew from the foot of the Changshan School with the members of the Demon Cult three days ago, he saw a circle of people who looked like literati. A brush and a notebook, as soon as they saw Bai Yu and Le Yi coming down the mountain in clothes that looked more advanced, they swarmed up and asked, "Excuse me, are you the management of the Demon Cult?" Broken relationship?" "May I ask if there are any new trends between the Demon Sect and the Changshan Sect recently?"

Le Yi still doesn't know how to deal with this situation, and he doesn't understand why he said "I am the leader of the Devil's Cult." Hundreds of people rushed up to ask him a good meal, and he was so noisy that his head hurt , rushed left and right and couldn't get out. Later, Bai Yu grabbed someone's robe and wrapped it around his head, shouting "do not accept the question" and "no comment" before rushing out.

The two people who escaped were very embarrassed, Bai Yu's hair was untied, and Le Yi was missing a sleeve.

Le Yi really wanted to know what kind of reports they snatched with the gesture of locusts crossing the border.

"Uh," so he asked, "what's the outside world saying?"

Bai Yu rolled his eyes, took out a booklet from his chest, and threw it into his hand, "Read it for yourself."

Le Yi turned to the first page.

"For 12 years, Lixia's love has been fixed, and he has joined the Demon Sect for the leader of the couple."

"The leader of the incomprehensible meaning has never been revealed, but the leader of the forbearance and affectionate leader always follows."

"When you are in love, you are separated from each other, and in the middle of the night, mandarin ducks have a good time with each other."

Le Yi closed the book.

"Can I complain to them? What are they writing about?" Le Yi couldn't believe that his life had turned into a love story, or a very bloody love story, or a bloody and pornographic love story .

"No," Bai Yu cast his eyes on the motorcade, "You made such a big fuss this time, what else can others think? They didn't draw you in the erotic palace because there were dozens of books about the leader of the martial arts and the leader of the demon sect. It's a erotic palace, and now this market is hard to open up."

"Then what's the best seller now?" Le Yi felt that there was nothing worse than this.

"Love stories, lingering and so on," Bai Yu obviously has some insights on this, "Fashion is reincarnation, they have read too many stories about the first leader and leader, and you just gave a new one. platform."

"The erotic pictures are actually pretty good." Le Yi said with a serious face.

"You have to read it before you can say such a thing," Bai Yu scolded with a smile, "What's the matter, do you understand this now?"

Le Yi was thin-skinned, and a group of congregants stared at him covetously. He couldn't say anything he didn't understand, so he turned around and retreated temporarily.

Isn't it a erotic picture, Le Yi is full of anger, compared to you as a single, I am much closer to those.

Le Yi carried the small notebook in his arms.

Before he returned to his room, he saw Shan Yice walking from a distance, followed by his senior brother, the two of them were whispering and showing subtle smiles from time to time.

Le Yi stood still, Shan Yice quickly saw him, the martial arts leader came up, hugged his waist and kissed his cheeks in one go, leaving Li Zixi alone to lament the beautiful weather today.

"Do you want to know what we are talking about?" Shan Yice let go of his hand, so that the leader of the Demon Cult could retain a little bit of dignity.

"What are you talking about?" Le Yi stepped in without hesitation.

"I was talking about whether you would like to go to Wangu with me to live in seclusion," Shan Yice rarely teased him again, "We can release the news, and we will travel around after no one pays attention to us," Shan Yice gently Smoothed out a little wrinkle on his skirt, "Take you to the garden in spring and summer, and enjoy the lanterns in autumn. We will do whatever makes us happy."

Of course, they were more often on the bed. Shan Yice looked at Le Yi with expectant eyes, and felt that this could be discussed later.

"Wait, then who is doing the work of the leader of the Demon Cult?" Le Yi suddenly felt that something was wrong. If he could leave like this, he would have left 800 years ago.

"That's what we're talking about," Li Zixi rejoined their conversation after watching the cloud and watching the bird, "that is, can you give up the position of leader to Bai Yu?"

Le Yi understood certain aspects, "So you can become the leader of the martial arts after you defeat Ah Ce?"

Li Zixi smiled and nodded, "That's right."

Le Yi walked up and patted the senior brother on the shoulder, "This pair of CPs has successors."

Li Zixi held his hand, "Never fail to live up to expectations!"

Shan Yice: ...Until the end, I don't know where you all know this.

But soon he knew from which scripts they learned about these things, and he practiced all the grape vines and golden bells in the script that was in Le Yi's arms.

After 25 years of Changduo, the leader of the Demon Cult who has been in power for the longest time has not escaped the fate of eloping with the leader of the martial arts. Congratulations, congratulations.

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