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After coming out of Zangbao Pavilion, Yuanzhao took a walk in the Taoyuan Hall, and chatted with Xiaoqing by the way to enhance the relationship with the staff, so as to obtain useful information from the staff.

[In the past few months, the internal injury has been relatively mild. 】Xiaoqing didn't know what was going on in his mind, so she simply chatted with him.

Yuan Zhao couldn't help sighing: "Now I have some admiration for the original owner. While leading the demon world with internal injuries, he can also have a romantic drama."

[In the previous life, when the purple electric beads were missing, the demon king only relied on himself and the Xuanguang sword to resist the thunder calamity of ascending the throne. He is really a man. 】

Yuan Zhao: "All the demon kings in the past have survived the thunder calamity with the help of the purple electric beads and the mysterious light sword. If one of them is missing, it will be difficult to survive the thunder calamity. If it weren't for the original owner's talent, he was forced to practice by the old demon king when he was a child." , I survived the thunder tribulation at the cost of a scar and internal injuries, so I can only chat with you in another body."

[The demon world says you are the weakest demon king, the time spent lying in bed after the thunder disaster hit a record high. 】

Yuan Zhao also said with emotion: "There is no purple electric beads and internal injuries, this year's devil really can't do it."

【You are the worst class that Ben Xiaoqing has ever led! 】

Yuan Zhao: "..." Yes, yes, and I don't even look at who the superior picked the case for.

[Based on the memories of your previous life, half of your internal injuries can be healed in ten years.So don't worry about internal injuries.If you move forward quickly, let nature take its course! 】

Yuan Zhao looked sideways: I thought you only hit people.

【...Actually, I have always been a friendly Xiaoqing, dear~】

Yuanzhao is rare and elegant, chatting with Xiaoqing while walking, and at a corner, he saw a figure standing at the door of his room.

The Demon Lord took a closer look, and saw that it was the little peacock standing in front of his room holding something.

He walked behind Kong Zaijin, who was in deep thought, and stretched out his slender arms from behind him to push open the door.

Yuan Zhao snapped his fingers to light the candle, bypassed Kong Zaijin who was in a daze, walked into the room and sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and beckoned him to go in: "What's the matter?"

Kong Zaijin came in with a set of exquisite tea sets, held the teacup in one hand, performed a small magic trick to heat the tea in the cup, and snatched the tea poured by Yuan Zhao himself from him with the other hand.

Yuan Zhao looked at him puzzled: "What's urgent?" You don't even have time to drink my saliva?

Kong Zaijin pushed the stolen tea to the other end of the tea table, then stared at Yuan Zhao intently.Standing up, kneeling respectfully in front of the demon king, serving tea with both hands, throwing the floor loudly: "Disciple Kong Zaijin, I have paid homage to Master here! I also invite Master to drink tea!"

Yuan Zhao said in surprise: "I'm not your master, get up quickly."

[You actually made the task target kneel down to you, that's amazing, Demon Monarch. 】

Yuan Zhao: Do ​​you think I am happy?

Kong Zai remained silent.

Yuan Zhao persuaded him not to be too brainy: "I teach you to practice exercises, but it doesn't mean that you and I are in the relationship between master and apprentice. Moreover, we are not in the relationship between master and apprentice. In the future, you will not be restrained if you want to leave at any time. This is not okay?"

Kong Zaijin repeated: "Master, please drink tea!"

Yuan Zhao rubbed his forehead helplessly: "I don't drink, so don't call me Shizun."

Kong Zaijin didn't move.

Yuan Zhao sighed, and said to himself: You can do whatever you like, peacock, I am too lazy to care about you.

He turned off the light, walked to the side of the bed behind the screen, and fell asleep with his clothes on.

Kong Zaijin knelt upright for most of the night.

[The task target is also too persevering. 】

Yuan Zhao: Yes.

【You didn't sleep? 】

Yuan Zhao: Someone is in my room, I can't sleep.

【Are you so sensitive? 】

Yuan Zhao was silent, and said: I feel that if I really fell asleep, he would feed me that tea.

【... For example, throw tea upside down on your head? 】

Yuan photo: possible.When I'm alert, it's hard to fall asleep.So, can't sleep, have to wait for him to leave me before I can fall asleep.

Kong Zaijin knelt for a long time, and finally his figure swayed slightly, and he was about to fall on the cold floor of the late winter snowy night!

A slight sigh sounded.Yuan Zhao stepped forward and squatted halfway, grabbed his arm and let him lean on him.He was about to help him up, but someone was holding down his robe, his center of gravity was unsteady, and Kong Zaijin pressed him on the floor!

A cold kiss fell on the lips.

[Didi!WARNING WARNING! 】Xiaoqing was shocked!

Kong Zaijin took advantage of the moment he was in a daze, familiarly pried open his lips and teeth, and fed him the tea in his mouth.

Feed tea from start to finish, only in breath.

He was a little proud, and was about to get up when he was pulled violently by the Demon Lord!When the two of them turned over, he was pressed down by the Demon Lord, surrounded by a small area under the Demon Lord!

As the shadow fell, the Demon Lord occupied his lips, teeth, and tongue, and kissed him so hard that he couldn't find the north, his hands and feet were weak, and cat-like panting slipped out of his mouth from time to time.

[Didi!Didi!WARNING WARNING!Obsession is deepening!The obsession is capturing 90.00% of the host's sanity progress!Please control the host! ! 】

【drop……! 】

[The devil!keep away……】

Xiaoqing's voice seemed to be drifting away from her ears. The delicious taste in her mouth and the reactions of the people below her were all the nourishment for her strong obsession.

At this time, there was a sharp pain in his abdomen, he used the pain to regain a little reason, parted their lips, and pulled the slender silver thread.

Yuan Zhao covered Kong Zaijin's eyes without hesitation, summoned a mysterious light, and stabbed viciously at his shoulder blade!He was unconscious, but still comforted the little peacock with blurred eyes, resisting the smell of iron in his throat, and said forcefully: "Close your eyes, don't look. It's okay."

To put it bluntly, Xuanguang disappeared after piercing the shoulder, but the pain and internal injury intensified!He passed out from the pain!

When he loses consciousness, his obsession and his rationality will fall asleep together, and no one can do anything to the other.

Isn't obsession to overthrow reason?Then, just roll into the abyss with reason.

This is the result Yuan Zhao wanted.

Kong Zaijin was so aroused by the kiss, suddenly the left side of his body was stained with hot blood, and the body of the Demon Lord weighed heavily on him.Blood continued to flow from the Demon Lord's shoulder, ruthlessly staining his moon-white robe red!

"Master, Master...?" He finally came back to his senses, his face pale.

At this time, a black shadow appeared beside him.It was relying on the blood contract to feel the dissatisfaction of the emperor.He fed Yuanzhao a elixir, then helped the demon king up, and disappeared into the snowy night together.

A grain of snow powder floated in from the open door and melted on Kong Zaojin's cheek.He still heard the comforting nonsense of the demon king: "...it's okay." Gritting his teeth, he continued to kneel in the master bedroom of Taoyuan Hall.

In the doctor's hall, the Ninth Elder anxiously ran back and forth, and ordered Buqing lose spiritual power to stabilize the heart of the demon king, and he also treated the Xuanguang sword wound beside him.

Valuable ointments were carefully applied to the wounds.Elder Su bandaged the wound with gauze, and saw that although Mo Jun was pale, he was breathing steadily.

In the early morning of the next day, Yuan Zhao opened his eyes in a daze, and what he saw was the scene of the Ninth Elder, with white beard and hair and a bit of fairy air, dispensing medicine.

Resisting the pain in his shoulder, he struggled to sit up.

Su Zhongshi tactfully did not ask about the cause of the injury, but only explained how to pay attention to the wound.

[Mojun, Mojun, are you alright? 】

Yuan Zhao: Have you tried being pierced by Xuanguang?

【I don't care about you?You remember to stay away from the task object.As soon as you meet him, nothing good happens. 】

Yuan Zhao: Standing and talking without pain in the back.I can't really stay away from him if I have to do the task.

[Can't you think of a way? 】

Yuan Zhao touched his chin, pondered for a moment, and said: What is the essence of obsession?

[I can't forget the memory of my previous life. 】

The corner of Yuan Zhao's mouth slightly raised: Do you know what a demon is?

[Is it an insurmountable desire and... thoughts? !Do you want to suppress your obsessions by suppressing your inner demons? 】

Yuan Zhao said with satisfaction: "Smart."

He immediately discussed with Doctor Su: "Elder Ninth, I want the medicine to suppress the demons in my heart."

Physician Su declined politely: "This... Your Majesty, the more you press down on your inner demons, the stronger you will be when you rebound. Please give priority to relieving yourself, Your Majesty."

Yuan Zhao insisted: "Recently, there are thoughts in my body that can't go away. Every attack can always cause internal injuries, and when it is severe, my mind will lose control. I hope that medicine can help me suppress it."

"How could it be so?" Dr. Su was still hesitant, "Won't Your Majesty try to get rid of the inner demons?"

Yuan Zhao raised his eyebrows: "If I get rid of it easily, does it still deserve to be the devil's heart demon?"

Doctor Su thought about it, so he could only ask: "What is the relationship between your majesty's inner demons?"

Yuan Zhao lowered his eyelids, and said lightly: "Love."

Dr. Su was taken aback, his eyes filled with disbelief.Afterwards, he ran into his Baibao pharmacy and rummaged through boxes and cabinets, muttering, "Where is Jingshenzi... I remember being here..."

Yuan Zhao heard a lot of rummaging, which came from the pharmacy like the pocket of Doraemon in the medical world.

Even the Demon Lord wanted to ask the Ninth Elder to be gentle and slow, and to spill the precious medicine in the pharmacy, even if the elder didn't feel sorry for him.

When he sniffed it, it was filled with the smell of medicine.

He couldn't tell whether the smell of medicine was from Doctor Dian or from his own shoulder.Moving to the pharmacy, Su Zhongshi could not help but fall down from the long bamboo ladder amidst the chaos!

He subconsciously shouted: "Be careful!"

Dr. Su flipped his body flexibly in the air, landed on the ground steadily, and calmly patted away the non-existent dust on his body.He handed the medicine to Yuan Zhao: "Your Majesty is worried about this weak old man, the old man is very relieved. Your Majesty, this is the son of Jingshen, the medicine for cutting off emotions and desires."

Yuan Zhao thought of being able to play the role of the elder of the Demon Palace, but he was not weak in strength.He carefully read the words of the Ninth Elder: "Severe love and desire?" It was unexpectedly useful.He took the medicine bottle: "Is there anything I should pay attention to?"

Dr. Su said meaningfully: "Your Majesty, I think that you will never be trapped by the word love in your whole life." After all, it is a hero who is saddened by a beauty, but which beauty is it?He shook his head: "The only thing this old man wants you to pay attention to is - love, which is the most difficult and hurtful."

Yuan Zhao sneered: "Indeed." Look at the original owner, that's the reason.

As a Demon Lord, one cannot easily show weakness, because the strength of a Demon Lord is the foundation for him to rule the Demon World.Yuan Zhao ate a Jingshenzi, and walked back to the Taoyuan Hall pretending to be safe and sound despite the sword wound.

Back in the bedroom, he immediately saw the little peacock kneeling there.

He strode into the door that had been left open all night, sat at the tea table, poured a cup of cold tea and took a few sips: "Nothing happened yesterday, understand?"

"Understood." Kong Zaijin caused trouble, and suddenly he was extremely obedient.

"Don't count on me in the future."

"Yes." His head lowered.

"As my apprentice, you must concentrate on your cultivation, and don't lose face to the Demon Lord."

"Yes..." Kong Zaijin replied subconsciously, only after he answered did he realize that Yuan Zhao agreed to be his master!A smile could not help showing on the face that was not very expressive, "Master, did you agree?"

Yuan Zhao had a complicated heart, pretended to be indifferent and alienated on the surface, and said in a blunt tone: "Cultivate hard. I am very busy, so don't bother me with nothing."

Kong Zaijin was immersed in the great joy, the tiny light in his eyes was like the sunshine of stars on the white snow.But when he heard Yuan Zhao's words, he couldn't help being taken aback: "...um."

In an instant, it was as if he had been splashed by a basin of icy water, and his chest was getting colder and colder when his clothes were wet with snow.

Master, you are angry with him.

Yuan Zhao didn't care about his mood, and he didn't notice that his clothes were mostly wet by the snow, and the morning frost was condensed on his moon white robe.Waved him to back off.

【You agreed to accept him as a disciple? 】

Yuan Zhao: "The master-student relationship is a false name. At that time, I should go or I should go, and I should stay away or stay away. Besides, when I discuss with the Peacock Clan, I have to give him a serious name."

[It's quite thoughtful. 】

Yuan Zhao: "As expected of me."

【... I shouldn't have praised you. 】

Yuan Zhao finished the part of strengthening the relationship with Xiaoqing, and went to the study to review the papers.

At this time, a paper crane flew in from the window with fluttering wings, and finally stopped in front of Yuan Zhao's eyes and stretched out, turning into a flat piece of letter paper——

"The devil's beauty is missing, hope to know."

Yuan Zhao "smiled" and said, "Fifth Elder, the letter came just in time." Do you know that your disciple almost caused me to fail the mission?He wrote down a sentence - "Call the Fifth Elder to come to the study of Taoyuan Hall."

Fifth Elder Luo Yu wrote a letter to the Demon Lord in accordance with the etiquette today, missed the missing Zhaoyan, and was about to find a new beauty to keep him tender. Hit him on the back of the head!

After Luo Yu finished reading, she was terrified: the demon king's person disappeared as soon as he came to the Five Jade Palace, so let the demon king be informed according to the etiquette, who would have thought that the demon king, who usually doesn't touch sex, would care about this beauty? !And because this beauty is missing, you want to ask him for guilt?

When Luo Yu rushed to the Demon Lord non-stop, Yuan Zhao was seriously writing something stroke by stroke.Seeing him coming, Yuan Zhao covered the letter calmly, and cut straight to the point: "Did one of your apprentices get hurt?"

"It has nothing to do with me... huh? Apprentice?" Didn't you ask the beauty?Luo Yu was full of excuses that "the disappearance of the beauty has nothing to do with me", and he had nowhere to put it down, so he could only reply dryly: "Yes, I sent him to the doctor's hall."

Yuan Zhao snorted coldly: "Very good."

Luo Yu really couldn't figure out what the Demon Lord meant.

Why would the devil say that his disciple was lying in the doctor's hall?

Before, he asked that disciple, but that disciple hesitated and refused to speak, and finally cried with him when he was asked urgently, begging him not to ask any more questions!

He asked suspiciously: "That's my little disciple, how dare you ask the Demon Lord what you mean by 'very good'?"

Yuan Zhao's eyes were sharp, and he stabbed Luo Yu's body precisely, with a half-smile: "The fifth elder's disciple will be useless in the future." Don't let me see him grow.

Luo Yu felt chills all over from the devil's gaze, and said anxiously and anxiously: "My lord, that is my most beloved little disciple, and he is the one who is most likely to inherit my mantle in the future. You can't just abolish it!"

Yuan Zhao tapped the letter paper with his fingertips, and said, "He moved a very important person." He moved the task object related to his life.

Luo Yu was stunned instantly: "Very important person?"

Your Majesty's important person is...who?