The Devil and the Flower

In the land of Wangchuan, there is a towering palace, covering thousands of miles, resplendent and resplendent. It is rumored that the ancestors of the Jiang family built it according to His Majesty Jiang Emperor's preferences.

Anyone who has been to Jiang's house in Wangchuan does not want to go there a second time.

Because it's too bright, it hurts my eyes.

Look at how rich the Wu family in Shangnan is, but they only wear golden clothes, so it won't make the whole family look golden.

After receiving the letter from Mr. Jiang, the patriarchs of the Baijia Clan spouted tea, flashed their waists, shocked and trembling. It's uncomfortable—it's not good to go anywhere, but I have to go to Jiang's house!Eyes really hurt!

What's more, according to the interests and hobbies of the Jiang family passed down from Emperor Jiang, if Emperor Jiang really is, he doesn't know how to play them to death.In contrast, they would rather return His Majesty the Demon King!

Then again, the name Jiang Huan sounds familiar, isn't this the unnamed student in Huaxia Academy who beat the second king?The one who still seems to be having an affair with Qing Hui Daojun?

Wouldn't it be so coincidental!

All the patriarchs were so anxious that they sent letters everywhere for a while, you asked me, I asked you, all of them asked for help online.

And His Majesty Jiang Di, who caused a shock in all schools of thought, was sitting on a spirit boat, concentrating on molesting the beauty.

Feng Yueci sat upright on the collapsed bed, quietly reading the book.

Jiang Huan drove the little green cow outside, reached out and pressed the scroll.

Feng Yueci raised his eyes to look at him, seeming to ask questions.

Jiang Huan raised the corners of his mouth, quickly took the book away and threw it on the table, leaned over in front of him and said, "Ah Yue, reading is so boring, why don't we come and play games."

Feng Yueci tilted his head, his long black hair fell all over his body, and said, "Game?"

Jiang Huan curled up a strand of his hair with his fingers, sniffed it, and said with a smile, "I'll come up with the question, and Ah Yue will answer it. If you get the right answer, you win, and if you get the wrong answer, I win."

Feng Yue resigned: "Yes."

Jiang Huan asked solemnly: "Okay, the first question, what is my favorite place to kiss Ayue?"

Feng Yueci: "..."

Jiang Huan smiled and said, "If you don't answer, you're admitting defeat."

Feng Yueci raised his hand and poked his forehead, his eyes turned slightly, and there were shallow ripples, which was extremely moving.

Jiang Huan pretended to be falling backwards, then jumped forward on him and kissed his chin, "The answer is that I like everything!"

No matter how clever Ren Fengyueci was, he still couldn't think of such an illogical and nonsensical answer.

"Bullshit."

"Ah Yue wants to bet and admit defeat!"

Jiang Huan smiled a little badly, clearly a bully.

Feng Yueci didn't care about him, nodded and said: "What about Wangting?"

Jiang Huan said with a smile: "I'll be at the Jiang family later, people from the Hundred Clans will be there in a few days, I want Ah Yue to listen to me when the time comes!"

Such a good opportunity, of course, is to tell the world and declare sovereignty.

Jiang Huan had already ascended to the highest position back then, and now he doesn't have the interest and patience to do it again. Compared with the so-called power, he prefers to hug a beautiful woman to show his affection, and by the way, give everyone a mouthful of dog food.

So that people in the world would know that Qing Hui Daojun Feng Yueci belonged to Jiang Huan.

Jiang Huan held Feng Yueci's cheeks, leaned over and coaxed, "Are you okay?"

Feng Yueci stretched out his hand to block him from falling, and said, "Okay."

Looking at each other, Jiang Huan said in a hoarse voice, "A Yue, I want to kiss you."

Feng Yueci heard the words, raised his face and kissed him lightly on the lips, and said softly: "Is that so?"

Seeing that he took the initiative, Jiang Huan was happy in his heart, couldn't help rubbing against him, and bit his lips, licking and biting carefully.

The long bed is spacious, but it is still a little narrow for two people lying down, so the two people are almost stacked on top of each other, so close that they can breathe together.

Feng Yueci's health was not yet well, and his breath was naturally not as long as Jiang Huan's, and soon he was panting slightly, his snow-white face was stained with a thin layer of blush, which was so beautiful that it captivated people's minds.

"A Yue, you are so cool and smell so good." Jiang Huan kissed, then touched Feng Yueci's loose sleeves, "Why are you so nice, why do I like you so much."

Feng Yueci pressed him with his backhand and said, "Wangting, we have arrived at Wangchuan."

Jiang Huan said, "It doesn't matter."

The two of them flipped their wrists, and after a few moves in an instant, Jiang Huan raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly made a mistake, stretched out his hand and pulled half of his robe, revealing a large piece of bare skin.

Jiang Huan's breathing was stagnant, and he suddenly became short of breath.

Feng Yueci suddenly raised his hand, and the wide sleeves brushed against his face, when the sleeves fell down, the man was already sitting on the side, the clothes were neatly put on again, covering his shoulders.

Jiang Huan rested his chin on his shoulder, kissed his neck, and couldn't help pulling his clothes again.

Feng Yue resigned, "Wang Ting."

Jiang Huan said: "I know, I know, is Ah Yue trying to say 'violating etiquette' or 'see no evil'?"

Feng Yueci shook his head slightly, and said: "It's not good for you to be tempted when you are about to arrive at Jiang's house."

If he did something now, he would be able to see it later with a little discernment. Jiang Huan himself didn't care, but the Jiang family who respected him like a god might faint.

Jiang Huan put his arms around his waist and said indifferently: "Then let the spirit boat stop for a day."

Feng Yue resigned: "Calm down, don't make trouble."

Jiang Huan said shamelessly: "Yueyue, it's all because you are so beautiful. When you look at me, I lose my soul. I just want to hug you and kiss you, and I don't want to care about anything else."

Feng Yueci was silent for a moment, and seriously recited the mantra for him.

Jiang Huan: "..."

Who invented the Purification Curse!

Come out and get beaten!

Simply anti-human.

After chanting the mantra of pure heart, Feng Yueci got up and turned around, and saw Jiang Huan lying on the couch like a dead fish, the corners of his lips suddenly raised a slight and imperceptible arc, like melting ice and snow, fleeting, but extremely amazing.

With sharp eyes, Jiang Huan suddenly jumped up and hugged him: "Darling, are you smiling? You must be smiling!"

Feng Yueci looked back at him quietly, with the usual expression.

Jiang Huan said expectantly: "Darling beauty, let me see if you smile again!"

Before Feng Yueci could make a sound, there was a deliberately raised coughing sound outside.

Jiang Zhimeng peeked into the cabin, pretending to chat with the little green cow, and shouted, "Moo, is Taoist awake? We're almost home!"

Jiang Huan: "..."

Feng Yue resigned, "Wang Ting, raise your hand."

Jiang Huan raised his arm subconsciously.

Feng Yueci helped him press the hem of his clothes, straightened the wrinkled clothes marks on his arms, and then turned to open the door.

Jiang Huan's heart softened into a pool of water, he suddenly grabbed his hand, pulled him back into his arms, and kissed him hard.

Jiang Zhimeng waited for a long time for the door to open. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he covered his face and took a breath, "Daodaodao... Daojun, you, you, you... your lips are broken, broken!"

Feng Yueci was slightly stunned, and raised his hand calmly, with a flash of magic at his fingertips, he erased the traces left by Jiang Huan.

Jiang Huan followed behind, took a snow-white velvet coat and put it on for him, directly wrapped his arms around his neck and tied a knot.

Jiang Zhimeng: "..."

"Is it here?" Jiang Huan looked up casually, almost blinded by the golden light in front of him, "little girl, don't tell me that's your home."

Jiang Zhimeng said with a dry smile: "Yes, yes. But our family has built a palace specially for His Majesty. It is made of black gold, so it doesn't... dazzle your eyes."

Jiang Huan said: "It turns out that you still know how to blink your eyes."

Jiang Zhimeng murmured in a low voice: "We've been used to seeing them since we were young, but we didn't realize that when other family members come over, they always have to wear blindfolds, so we know it."

When Jiang Huan heard this, he immediately turned to Feng Yue and said: "A Yue, it's fine for others, you have such beautiful eyes, how about I tie a ribbon for you to block it?"

Jiang Zhimeng: "..."

Feng Yue resigned, "No problem."

When the spirit ship landed, Jiang Zhiyi put down the steps, came over and saluted, and said, "Your Majesty, Daoist Lord, please."

Qingniu ran over, ready to carry someone on his back.

"Let's play." Jiang Huan pushed Qingniu away, jumped down first, and handed Feng Yueci his hand to help him down.

Qingniu: "Moo..."

Jiang Huan said: "Although the palace is a bit dusty, the scenery is really good. Has Ayue been to Wangchuan before?"

Feng Yue resigned, "Seven years ago."

Jiang Huan said: "Seven years ago? I know. At that time, all families were trying to save you?"

Feng Yue resigned, "Yes."

Jiang Huan said: "It's a bit of a conscience."

There are many mountains and rivers in Wangchuan, which is different from the Li family in Jinyang who ran to live in the mountains because of poverty. The mountains and rivers here are not only natural, but also artificially constructed. The mountains and rivers are beautiful, just like a picture scroll.

Although when you first arrive here, you will be flashed by the magnificent palace, but after you get used to it, you will find that the palace is located between mountains and rivers, which is somewhat similar to the Jiuchongtianque seen in the moon-watching picture.

Jiang Huan led Feng Yue to resign, and just a few steps away, he saw the darkness in front of him, and everyone fell down. Everyone couldn't hide their excitement, tears filled their eyes, and saluted in unison: "Welcome Your Majesty to return——"

The Jiang family brothers and sisters also walked into the crowd, bowed down together and said: "Welcome Your Majesty back!"

With one heart and one mind, the sound shook the nine heavens.

In this world, there is probably only Wangchuan, which is sincerely looking forward to the return of Emperor Jiang, day after day, year after year, guarding the wishes and inheritance of the ancestors, and never changing the belief.

Jiang Huan looked at the Jiang family, who were all wearing black robes, in a daze, as if he had seen the wandering children of the Jiang Dynasty, all vying to worship him as a teacher, wanting to learn everything.

Emperor Jiang reigned for more than 1000 years, and the Battle of the Heaven Realm lasted 900 years, counting the next 3000 years... China is only 5000 years old.

It has been so long.

Jiang Huan turned his head to look at Feng Yueci who was beside him - it took more than 6000 years to count the battles in hundreds of cities.

Back then, Luo Bingying asked him, was it worth it?

Let him talk, in fact, there is no value or not, only willing or not.Even if it is ten thousand years, tens of millions of years, he is willing to spend all his lifetimes waiting for a look back.

Feng Yue resigned, "Wang Ting?"

Jiang Huan squeezed his palm, and said to Jiang's family: "It's all over, let's go, do what you have to do, don't crowd around here to block the way."

The leader said something in a low voice to the people around him, and everyone retreated one by one.

It was a middle-aged man who was very similar to Jiang Zhiyi. When he came over and saw Jiang Huan, his eyes were fixed, slightly flushed, and he gave another big gift.

This is the current head of the Jiang family.

"I have no regrets to see His Majesty return in my lifetime, junior..."

"Stop, stop, stop," Jiang Huan said, "I got goosebumps when I talked about it. Old Jiang, if you have time to talk nonsense, can you arrange a room quickly? My Ayue is tired from standing, you don't feel sorry for me, but I do. "

Feng Yueci was not tired at all, he just quietly caressed the green cow without saying a word.

Patriarch of the Jiang Family: "..."

Although he had already heard about His Majesty's temperament from his son and daughter, as well as the two or three things that His Majesty and the Taoist had to say, he... was still a little confused.

His Majesty is a war madman. Logically speaking, shouldn't the first thing you do when you come back be to return to the Nine Heavens with a big wave of your hand?

Could it be that His Majesty has been single for too long and wants to start a family first?

The head of the Jiang family fell into deep thought in his brain - if he went to the Huaxia Academy to hire for His Majesty, would he be beaten out?