Half a lifetime of flowers, half a lifetime of dreams

"Have you heard? A big event happened in the demon world recently."

"How many major events have happened in the demon world in the past few hundred years."

"I heard from my wife what he said, that is, the demon lock array that suppressed the previous demon king was broken a few days ago."

"There really is such a thing? Didn't it mean that the previous demon king died in the crusade 20 years ago?"

"That's all used to deceive us. You think that person is so easy to deal with."

"Now that he is alive again, do you think the current demon king can still beat him?"

"That's not sure. My wife blows him up like a legend."

"It seems that the demon world is about to set off another bloody storm."

There were three low-level demons sitting on the table beside them, perhaps because they were very at ease here, even the basic transformation was perfunctory. Very disgusting tail, likes to chew people's tongues like this, the one who talks about gossip is definitely a rat demon.

Ling Qi pursed his lips, hearing everyone's evaluation of him again after 20 years, he would inevitably feel sad, Mo He beside him hugged him: "Xiao Qi, don't listen." He stretched out his hand to cover Ling Qi ears.

Ling Qi gently broke off Mo He's hand, her expression had returned to indifference: "Bai Chang, I'm fine."

"Okay, Xiao Qi, let's have dinner." Said Wan Mohe then brought food to Ling Qi, since Ling Qi changed back to You Ye, he gradually stopped letting Mo He feed, in fact, it was considered a good thing.

"Bai Chang, thank you." Ling Qi swallowed a mouthful of food, raised her head slightly, her expression was still extremely indifferent.In fact, Ling Qi can't remember many things. Although his appearance has changed, he is still the weak Ling Qi in his heart. He keeps pretending that he just doesn't want to worry Mo He.

In fact, after hearing Zhuang Hongniang's words, Mo He didn't want to take Ling Qi out at night, but because Ling Qi didn't eat anything during the day and was very hungry at night, Mo He had no choice but to take him out to find something to eat.Unexpectedly, it was already late at night and the building was still very lively.

"Look, it's the Lord City Lord!" Someone shouted, and the building immediately fell silent. Inside the gauze curtain, there was a person sitting vaguely inside. His figure looked like a woman's graceful, but also like a man's tall and straight, but the whole person was very casual, leaning lazily on the soft bed.

Suddenly, the building boiled up: "Really, it's the city lord."

"Long live the city lord!" Seeing everyone's reaction, this person must have a very high status here, Mohe put one hand on the table, propped his face, and looked over.

The curtain was lifted just in time, revealing a corner of the red dress. The pair of black boots showed that this person was a man, and the man's movements were extremely lazy, but revealed a seductive aura that only a woman could have. Mo He suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. Zhuang Hongniang, who also wore a red dress, must have some kind of special relationship between the two.

"Bai Chang, what's the matter?" Ling Qi put down the bowl and chopsticks, and raised his head with a dazed expression.

"It's okay, it's just that a very prestigious person has come." Mo He turned his head and looked at Ling Qi tenderly, only then noticed that he had stood up with the crowd, the man in red also had this kind of charm, Mo He It was only because he was not determined, he sat down angrily and continued to support his face with his hands.

Ling Qi took Mo He's hand to signal him not to join in the fun, Mo He sighed softly, he didn't have such thoughts in the first place, so he watched silently.

"It's been a long time, everyone, what shall we play today?" The person behind the curtain was half leaning, but now he sat up, his voice was as thin as Zhuang Hongniang's, but it was masculine. The unique thick voice sounds really nice.

"The city lord might as well sing a song." The boy standing on the edge of the soft cave suggested.

"It's not good, it's too boring." The man waved his hand, obviously dissatisfied.

"Does the city mainly enjoy dancing? There are a few new beauties in the building recently, and they are very beautiful." Another boy who looked like a butler said.

"Beauty? Is there anyone more beautiful than me?" The man tilted his head slightly, his eyes half-closed, and the boy shivered and knelt on the ground.

"Don't dare, city lord, you are the most beautiful man in the world." The servant lowered his head, not daring to look into the man's eyes, his body trembling more and more.

"That's natural, you get up." After finishing speaking, a burst of bell-like laughter echoed throughout the small building.

"Thank you, City Lord." The young man got up and hurriedly hid behind, not daring to say another word.

This is the only person in the world who is so narcissistic. Mohe can probably guess who the man behind the curtain is.

The man stood up, and a few servants hurried over to open the curtain for him. The man opened the folding fan in his hand to cover most of his face, only revealing those sultry peach eyes, and walked out of the curtain gracefully, standing on the platform. Up, overlooking the crowd below.

"Today we're going to play something different." The man said a few words to the servant next to him silently, and the servant hurriedly retreated.

The place below was still again, waiting for his next words. At this time, a few strong men came in carrying a long table. He placed it in the middle, and then backed away, and the young man who was next to the man came out again with a few things.

The man put away the folding fan, jumped off the stage, and landed perfectly on the table, causing everyone to exclaim again.The man leaned forward and put the folding fan in his hand on the table. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his waist-length hair was loose, and his whole face was so beautiful that he didn't look like a man.

"Do you dare to bet with me?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, no one dared to answer the question, there are many people who gamble in this restaurant, gambling is all about money, it is all about luck, but the person in front of him has a lot of money and he can't be offended, if you want to bet with him As long as you can't win, and you can't lose too obviously, this matter is indeed difficult to handle.

Seeing that no one spoke to him, the man picked up the folding fan and slowly opened it. Although there was still a smile on his face, there was a little bit of chill: "Don't you all play these games on weekdays? The matchmaker told me that the people here are very lucky." , how come I’m so cowardly.”

If the city lord wants to play, everyone has to give enough face, and a few bold ones came out, apparently trying to curry favor with him, and one of them boldly asked: "Master city lord, what do you want to bet on?" Woolen cloth?"

The man closed the folding fan in his hand again, and began to play with it carefully. His clear eyes rolled a few times, as if thinking of something: "How about this folding fan in my hand?".

Originally, Mohe didn't pay much attention to the thing in his hand, but after hearing what he said, he became concerned. Mohe's eyes fell on the folding fan, and he was a little uncertain. He didn't know for sure until he saw the purple bell on the fan. own guesswork.

"The Jade Bone Fan, once the night king's magic weapon, just came here to play with. How about I use this Jin Ling as a bet?" A young man in Tsing Yi came to the table. It seemed a bit out of place in the small building with a demonic atmosphere, "Hongyu, if you lose, the previous agreement will be forfeited."

"Three-color Jin Ling." The man frowned, his expression a little unnatural, "This is a gift from me. But do you really think it makes sense to exchange this thing for my folding fan?" The man opened the folding fan again, revealing only Those peach blossom eyes with a smile.

Hearing the young man in Tsing Yi calling him "Red Rain", and seeing the jade bone fan and three-color golden Ling, Mo He finally understood.

This man is the ghost king "Red Rain", famous for his red clothes, known as the "Fire Ghost King", and one of the three demon kings in the demon world. According to legend, there were three demon kings in the demon world. They were the king of all demons, "Night King", The world-destroying demon king "Lausanne", the king of ghosts and gods "Fire Ghost King".The Night King was suppressed, Lausanne had long since ceased to exist, and the existing Demon King was left with the Fire Ghost King.

Then this young man in Tsing Yi must be the only nemesis of the Fire Ghost King, the son of the Wolf King "Qian Mo Chen".

"I said, Chen Chen, you can tell me about this folding fan if you want, so why come to gamble?" Hong Yu smiled, and it was clearly written in her eyes that there is nothing wrong with you seeing me.

Qian Mochen was a little annoyed, and slapped Jin Ling on the table: "Stop talking nonsense, can we start?"

"Chen Chen, if you really want to play, I'll accompany you. If you lose, don't cry." Qian Mo Chen glared at Hong Yu and stopped making a sound. The servant consciously put a loose cup in front of the two of them, "Chenchen, do you want to open a large or small?"

"Kaida, you start first, so as not to say that I bully you."

"Okay!" After saying that, Hong Yu began to shake the cup. His movements were so fast and unpredictable that people couldn't see the routine at all. They only felt that he was so beautiful that he seemed to be dancing.

After that came Qian Mo Chen, he was very casual, he just shook the cup up and down a few times before putting down the cup, but his eyes were very confident.

"Both sides open the cup." Qian Mochen had one five points and one six points, while Hong Yu only had two four points. It was obvious that Qian Mochen had won.

"Chen Chen, you have won, this folding fan belongs to you." Hong Yu's expression was very relaxed, as if he deliberately gave way to Qian Mo Chen, and he gestured to the servant again, who took it Passing the folding fan over, Hong Yu laughed like a bell, "Chenchen, I hope that agreement still counts."

"Whatever." Qian Mochen snorted coldly, took the folding fan, turned around and walked in front of Ling Qi, and casually threw the folding fan on the table: "This thing belongs to the original owner." Jin Ling on the next table lay there quietly.

The boy put away Jin Ling and handed it to Hong Yu respectfully, but Hong Yu didn't take it, his peach blossom eyes were slightly disappointed: "Give this to that little brother too." I took it.

Although Ling Qi couldn't see it, she understood it more or less, but she was still a little confused about what they gave her, so she gently pulled Mo He's clothes, and shouted in a low voice, "Bai Chang."

Mo He understood it, took Jin Ling, picked up the folding fan on the table and put it in Ling Qi's hands together: "Xiaoqi, you can take it." After finishing speaking, Mo He stood up and smiled at Hong Yu, "City Lord My lord, thank you very much."

The author has something to say: Chen Chen, don't forget our agreement.

What contract?

Nasty, you know.

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