If you wear it fast, you will return the scum

Although Luo Yang fell in love with Qing Yuan for no reason, and wished to suffer, but if it were Wen Fei, the situation might have to be reversed.

After all, he doesn't love Qing Yuan.

He was about to move on, but he didn't expect the opportunity to come so soon.

Qingyuan asked them to go to Tucun.

The demon ancestor is the king of all demons, his orders, no matter right or wrong, no matter the reason, must be obeyed.

The big monsters and little monsters with superior combat power rushed into the village and killed them.

This is their way of obtaining food. If they do a good job and kill a lot, they may still be favored by the Demon King and sent to work by his side.

Luo Yang doesn't like fighting, he doesn't like blood, he doesn't even like killing people.He couldn't understand the excitement and enthusiasm of other monsters when they faced blood, and he didn't even show his sharp claws to tear the prey apart like them.He just drew out his sword, and pierced his heart with a single stroke, as if what he killed was not a human being, but the dead grass by the roadside.

He walked in stepping on a pile of corpses, obviously doing such a cruel thing, but there was no expression on his face.

He walked through the yard, through the hall, and into the woodshed, where he found a boy locked inside.

The young man has white hair and pink pupils. He is lying on the window looking at him, neither timid nor annoyed.

Luo Yang walked all the way from the village, and all the human beings who met him yelled and ran away in a hurry. This young man is a different kind.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

Luo Yang slowly took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood on the sword.He deliberately exposed the fangs in his mouth, trying to scare the little boy.

Instead of being afraid, the boy opened his mouth and smiled at him.

Luo Yang cut off the iron chain at the door, looked at the young man who seemed a little uncomfortable exposed to the sun, looked at him, and felt that he had encountered quite a few strange things this time.

Wen Fei could tell that he was an albino.

In this kind of world where monsters are everywhere, magic is emphasized, and technology is underdeveloped, it is estimated that this young boy was locked up as a monster.

So he smiled and said, "You really look like a monster."

The boy also smiled, tried to raise his head to look at him outside, and said, "You look like a human being."

It was the first time for Luo Yang to meet someone who talked to him like this, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.He didn't bother to pester him. Seeing that the young man was ignorant and was considering whether to kill or not, he suddenly heard him ask in a low voice, "Can you take me away?"

"Where are you going?" he subconsciously asked.

"Just get out of here." The boy stood up happily, and began to pack up the few things he had in the woodshed, as if he was packing up some valuable property.

Luo Yang watched him rushing in and out speechlessly, and suddenly said: "I am a monster, and what I am going to is also the monster's lair, like you, once you enter, you will be eaten by others as rations."

"You won't watch me get eaten, will you?" The boy stumbled out the door with a small burden in his arms, looking at him with hope in his eyes.

"I kill without batting an eyelid. My sword probably still has your family's blood on it." Luo Yang tried hard to make him give up this idea.

"You are a good person." The boy said suddenly.

Luo Yang didn't know where he came to this conclusion, but when he thought that if he stayed here, he would not be able to escape being eaten by ten thousand monsters, he nodded and agreed.

He took off his cloak, wrapped the boy up, hugged him with one hand, and walked back.

"Do you have a name?" Luo Yang asked with his head lowered while hugging the thin young boy in his arms.

The boy poked his head out of the cloak and replied with a smile: "No, they all call me a dead monster."

Looking at him, Luo Yang suddenly thought of herself for some reason.He pinned the sword back to his waist, brushed out the boy's long white hair, and said, "Let's call it Zhibai."

[System prompt: The branch character is triggered by the plot, the current favorite value is 30, and the regret degree is 0. 】

Luo Yang brought back a human being.

The news of Wan Yao's return to the city reached Yao Zu's ears within a quarter of an hour.

Qingyuan was originally counting the gold and silver treasures offered by the little demons in the lobby, when he heard this, he raised his head subconsciously, said coldly, "I, Cangjiu Mountain, can't live with humans, let him either give me Eat it, or throw it away."

The little demon who came to report tremblingly said: "Yaozu, Luo...Master Luoyang has already brought him back."

Leading people into the mountains without permission, Qingyuan added another point to his dissatisfaction with Luoyang.

Just as he was talking, a tall figure walked in from the door, it was Luo Yang.Luo Yang's stature is similar to Qing Yuan's, perhaps it's because of Snow Wolf, he likes to wear thick clothes all year round, which makes him look much stronger than he actually is.

Only Qingyuan knows how well-proportioned the body under the layers of clothes is, one point is too fat, and one point is too thin, which is just right.

"I'll keep him and keep him in my yard. I'll tell him not to come out." Luo Yang stood still not far from Qing Yuan, and said.

Qingyuan folded his arms and looked at him, one foot was still standing on the pile of gold and did not move away. He made such a foolish look, but no one dared to laugh. Instead, he felt that he could make a superior look with any posture. Feel it.

"The next step is to replace you as the head of Cangjiu Mountain?" Qing Yuan said angrily.

Luo Yang smiled shyly, and said cautiously: "Just stay here and relieve my boredom?"

Qing Yuan's face looked a little better, and he had obviously accepted the rhetoric.But he was not prepared to let him go so easily, so Qing Yuan grabbed an iron can next to him and threw it towards Luo Yang.

Luo Yang reached out to take it, and the strong smell of blood could be smelled through the lid.

He opened it and saw that it was full of human blood.

"Drink." Qing Yuan said coldly.

He knew that Luo Yang didn't like to drink blood, but he, Qing Yuan, wasn't born to please him, he was the demon ancestor, since Luo Yang did something that made him unhappy, he naturally wanted to find his way back.

Otherwise, what face would he have in front of the little monsters?

Luo Yang frowned slightly, and looked at Qing Yuan puzzled, as if he wanted to get his instructions to make a concession.

But Qingyuan obviously had no such plan.

Luo Yang had no choice but to suppress the discomfort in his heart, holding the jar and drinking.

The little demons watched the Cangjiu Mountain demon ancestor fighting with the leader with trepidation, not daring to breathe.

Luo Yang threw the jar away after drinking, the expression on his face was as ugly as if he swallowed a fly alive.

Only then did Qingyuan smile with satisfaction.

Luo Yang covered her mouth, turned her head and ran away.

[System prompt: The attack target Qingyuan has a favorite value of +5, a regret degree of +5, a current favorite value of 35, and a regret degree of 5. 】

Wen Fei was lying on the back of the mountain spring, constantly scooping up water to rinse his mouth.

"It's disgusting, it's disgusting. Although every time I double swipe data, I have to torment myself to satisfy the scum's sadistic desires before I can increase my regret level. But this is really disgusting. Fortunately, you blocked it My sense of taste and smell, or I'd have to spit it out on the spot."

Mao Qiu saw that he was really disgusting, so he explained: "Master Host, in fact, I replaced the can of blood with a mixture for you. The main ingredients are tomato sauce and red wine."

Wen Fei, who almost rinsed his bald mouth, immediately frowned, and said angrily, "You didn't say it earlier!"

Mao Qiu covered her ears with her short hands, and said, "I didn't have a chance to talk about it just now."

Wen Fei was also tired from rinsing his mouth, so he lay down on the grass beside the spring, staring at the blue sky and white clouds in a daze.

"Hey, Qingyuan is such a bastard, but my little wife is softer and more delicious."

"Little... little wife?" Maoqiu pricked up her ears, trying to remember when her host got married.

"Zhibai, you idiot."

Wen Fei pulled a piece of grass and put it in his mouth, stood up and washed his hands, grabbed the fur ball in the system space, wiped his hands, and threw it back.

Hairball:? ? ?

I'm a fur ball, not a towel, host, wouldn't you wipe it on your own clothes?

Knock Nima!

Of course, he only dared to yell in his heart.

Although Wen Fei is a monster now, he can deal with anything he wants to eat, but Zhi Bai is still a young boy who obviously hasn't grown up, it's not good to be hungry.

Although it looked like he hadn't had enough before.

Wen Fei ran to search for the meal that Zhu Zijing was cooking, and snatched a roast pheasant from the wolf demon, and then rushed to his place with the things.

Luo Yang lived casually, and didn't choose a name for his residence. There was a slanted plaque hanging on the door, with a huge word "wo" written in ink on it.Ink is good ink, but after a few years, the characters have faded a bit.

He went in and saw Zhi Bai sitting in the yard, watching the fish in the pond.When Luo Yang brought him back, he knew that he had to go to Qing Yuan for advice, otherwise if he brought someone back today, tomorrow someone with no eyes would come over and swallow him up.

When he left, he threw Zhibai in the yard, and told him to run around in the yard as long as he didn't want to run out, but he didn't expect him to watch the fish all afternoon.

Seeing him come back, Zhi Bai was still a little happy, and looked at him eagerly.

Luo Yang put the food on the stone table, spread it out one by one in front of his face, and then boldly rushed to Zhi Bai and said one word: "Eat."

Zhibai obediently sat down to eat.

Luo Yang tore off a piece of chicken leg, while chewing, thinking that this little food is not enough to eat, and he will have to command the little monster in the mountain to find him some food later.Just as he was thinking, he saw Zhi Bai opposite him crying while eating.

Luo Yang was taken aback, and subconsciously glanced at his food.

There is no hiding sand and blades.he thinks.

He looked at Zhibai suspiciously, the boy cried for a while, and after he stopped, he said a little embarrassedly: "Yes, I'm sorry, I haven't eaten these things before, they are so delicious, so I couldn't hold back."

Luo Yang fell silent.There are only some simple dishes on the table, they are all very ordinary things, the only thing that is sold is this roast pheasant, and these are worth his excitement, what exactly did this kid eat before.

Zhi Bai also felt a little embarrassed, blushing, and asked him: "I don't know your name yet."

"Me?" Luo Yang threw the chicken bone into his mouth, bit it into pieces, swallowed it, and then smiled with sharp teeth: "My name is Luo Yang."

"Luoyang? It sounds so good." The young boy ate the rare meat in his mouth, and admired it sincerely.

Luo Yang was a little taken aback.It was the first time he had heard someone praise his name, and the little monsters would only call him "Master" when they heard it, and the humans would only cry and run away when they heard it.Hearing this, Qing Yuan would only frown with disgust.

He didn't actually pick up the name himself.

He is just an ordinary snow wolf, neither of his parents has ever become a sperm, let alone gave him a name.

His name was given by him when he went down the mountain to find humans.

At that time, he liked Qingyuan so much that he insisted on marrying someone with a name like him.It's a pity that he can't change his surname to Qing, otherwise he will look like he is a high-ranking person, so he can only start with the latter word.

Abyss, deep water.Well, like Qingyuan, it has connotations.

He also has water in his name.

The scholar who was caught by him hesitated for a long time, and finally wrote him two words, lost.

Luo Yang was happy now, and came back with a new name full of joy, and ran to Qing Yuan to tell him.

As a result, the man only said "arty" and didn't continue.

Luo Yang picked up the jug, raised his head and took a sip, and tasted a bit of bitterness.