Brother thinks I'm too silly, what should I do?

Chu Ningxi's jaw almost dropped to the ground, seeing that she couldn't stay any longer, she hurriedly said, "Um...elder brother, I'm suddenly hungry, I'll go...to eat first."

As soon as the voice fell, he turned and ran.

Fu Nanqiao's eyes trembled, as if a storm surged in his heart.

——Sister!Don't leave me alone!

After a long while, Luo Chen finally said, "...Is it because of this?"

Fu Nanqiao collapsed.

"...Then we won't sleep together anymore."

"..."

As soon as the words fell, Luo Chen, who realized what he had said, turned green at this moment.

——Why do these words sound like the young couple want to sleep in separate rooms? !

Fu Nanqiao's stomach growled like timely rain, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief as if they had received an amnesty. Luo Chen quickly helped Fu Nanqiao up, "Are you hungry? Let's go, junior brother, let's eat!"

Fu Nanqiao took advantage of the situation, nodded quickly, and the two walked back with each other supporting each other.

It's rare to see rain in the heat of summer. The weather was dark just now, but it began to rain in a blink of an eye. The brothers in the dining room didn't take it seriously. Instead, they felt that a few drops of rain made me feel more comfortable. Fu Nanqiao The messy thoughts in my heart were also blurred by Xiao Yu.

"It's finally raining."

Someone started, and the other disciples didn't pay attention to eating and sleeping, and said while eating, "I don't know what's wrong this summer, it's so hot."

"I went to Fuqiu Island a few days ago. It's cool there. It's really enjoyable to be surrounded by the sea."

Hearing this, Fu Nanqiao slammed the chopsticks in his hand. If they didn't remind him, he would have almost forgotten about the glass stone. No matter what Xiao Ze's intentions were, he would always go to Fuqiu Island...or he could take the opportunity Get out and calm down.

Fu Nanqiao's reaction was fully seen by Luo Chen, and he snorted unobtrusively - the mention of Xiao Zeming was exciting.

The devil butterfly was restless in his body like a gangrene, Fu Nanqiao frowned slightly, imagining that brat was urging him.

Fu Nanqiao raised his eyes and glanced at Luo Chen, and happened to meet Luo Chen's gaze.

At this time, his face was morbidly pale. Luo Chen had been in contact with the magic butterfly, so he must not let him see the clues.

"I'm stuffed."

Fu Nanqiao put down the bowl and chopsticks, turned around and wanted to leave, but the disciple next to him called him, "Fourth Senior Brother, it's raining outside, you can leave later."

The devil butterfly in his body was a little rampant, and if he stayed any longer, the devil energy might leak out, Fu Nanqiao smiled, "It's okay, it's not raining too much."

Fu Nanqiao's mouth seemed to be opened in the opposite direction. Just a few steps out of the dining room, it rained heavily in the blink of an eye, and it fell on Fu Nanqiao, so he was in a panic.

Ming Ran seemed to be deliberately teasing him, the more anxious he was, the more rampant the butterfly in his body became, and he staggered, Fu Nanqiao half-kneeled on the ground, frowning.

The surrounding rain was still continuous, but it stopped dripping on his head. Luo Chen stood next to him with an umbrella in his hand and looked down at him, "What's the use of long eyes?"

Fu Nanqiao gritted her teeth to prevent herself from revealing any clues, but she didn't have the strength to get up.

"Trouble elder brother give me back the umbrella."

Hearing this, Luo Chen only felt that he was inexplicable, watching him come out in the rain, and ran out chasing him with an umbrella like a ghost.

"I... I was just passing by."

Fu Nanqiao didn't answer, and knelt on the ground without moving.

"……What’s wrong with you?"

No answer.

Luo Chen looked down at him, Fu Nanqiao's face turned pale, his lips were bitten bloody, Luo Chen reached out and touched his forehead, "I don't have a fever."

Luo Chen looked down at his chest, the looming black air lingered, and his falcon-like gaze was tinged with anger.

When Fu Nanqiao woke up again, he was lying on Luo Chen's bed. As soon as he got up, he saw Luo Chen standing on the edge of the bed with a dark face and looking at him motionlessly.

Luo Chen answered directly, "What's the matter with the butterfly on your body?"

Fu Nanqiao's lips were pale, and her eyes were downcast, "It's dyed in the dark."

Luo Chen was stunned for a moment, and his heart sank, "When you were talking to him that day, did you play it for you?"

Fu Nanqiao closed his eyes, feeling that he couldn't bear to lie to his senior brother, but he still had to lie to him, and for a long time he nodded his head pretending to be conscientious.

Luo Chen gritted his teeth - in order to save himself, this child was willing to let the demons plant demon butterflies on him.

"...Did they ask you to do anything?"

Lying must be mixed with truth and falsehood, so that it looks like the truth, Fu Nanqiao took out a magic butterfly from his arms, "They asked me to give you a magic butterfly."

Fu Nanqiao thought that Luo Chen would be angry with him, but he didn't expect him to ponder for a moment, and sat next to him, "So it's because you didn't want to play for me, that you were bitten by the butterfly?"

"..."

——This lie is actually rounded up in another way, which is quite seamless!

Somehow, ever since Fu Nanqiao lied to Luo Chen that the magic butterfly on his body was buried by him, he has been very kind to him since then. to the moon.

Originally, Fu Nanqiao was planning to go to Fu Qiudao after the devil butterfly was suppressed, but this unprecedented service almost broke his cartilage, and he pretended to be sick on the bed for three days.

Fu Nanqiao crossed his legs and lived happily on the bed. The door was pushed open suddenly, so scared that Fu Nanqiao immediately lay down on the bed and pretended to be sick, so much that he moved so much that he hit his head on the bed.

"what--"

Fu Nanqiao rubbed his head, making him dizzy, and when his head became hot, Luo Chen stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, he couldn't laugh or cry, "You can't lose money by stealing a chicken."

Fu Nanqiao stared blankly at Luo Chen's eyes, and the pain became less obvious for a moment - who could resist such gentle eyes.

"Brother, what did you do?"

Luo Chen sat next to him, and said in a gentle voice, "Go to the library to find out how to get the magic butterfly out."

Fu Nanqiao's eyes lit up, "Did you find out?"

"It was found out," Luo Chen paused, and took a deep look at him, "Dig it out with a blade."

Hearing this, Fu Nanqiao couldn't help thinking about the scene of Luo Chen digging his chest with a knife in his head, and shivered unexpectedly, "Ah, this... this, don't want it."

"How can I do that? Are you going to be controlled by the demons?" Luo Chen gently persuaded, "Little brother, can you be stronger?"

"No no no..."

Fu Nanqiao's facial features were almost twisted together, and Luo Chen who was next to him laughed out loud, which made him look confused.

"I'm teasing you." Luo Chen bent the corners of his eyes, "The magic butterfly is not a powerful thing, just use spiritual power to force it out for you, but the magic butterfly stays in your body for too long, and the pain is very painful, no matter what Let's raise it for half a month."

Fu Nanqiao was so angry that he wanted to be kicked off the bed by Luo Chen, who quickly slapped his palm on his leg, and he grinned in pain, "I thought it was some terrible thing that made me feel guilty for so long, hurry up Get up and I will force you out."

Fu Nanqiao hesitated.

Mingran had already urged him to go to Fuqiu Island three days ago, and now he has to rest for half a month, when Mingran came to look for him in Desolation, and found that he didn't have the magic butterfly, he might want to break his legs down.

"Brother, I'm a little hungry, go and get me some sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Luo Chen smiled, "Do you really think of me as your maid?"

Fu Nanqiao refused to give up, and lay still on the bed, "If you don't get it for me, I will die with the devil butterfly."

"..."

Luo Chen pouted, turned and walked out.

When Luo Chen returned with the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, there was no sign of Fu Nanqiao in the room, only a note was left on the table.

——Brother, I will go to Fuqiu Island first, and then I will get the magic butterfly when I come back.

Luo Chen came out with a ball of fire in his hand and burned the note. An unknown fire surged into his heart, making his teeth itch with anger.

——Okay, because of Xiao Zeming, Modie can bear the pain, it seems that he was not the one who was afraid of the pain and frightened to death just now.

No matter day or night, the scenic spot is like twilight, and there is a cold and murderous aura around it, as if a wild beast will suddenly emerge anytime and anywhere with claws and teeth.

Ming Ran and the Demon King looked at each other for a while, one didn't know why, and the other was hesitant to talk.

Mingran rubbed the center of her brows, "Father, just say what you have. When I woke up, you would lie on my bedside and stare at me. Those who didn't know thought I was about to ascend to heaven."

The Demon King hesitated for a while but couldn't help but say, "Son, the girl next door Xiao Zhang is about the same age as you, father will take you to get to know her?"

Mingran was a little amused, "Don't the father like Fu Nanqiao very much? Why are you introducing a girl to me again?"

"Ah..." The devil's face turned pale, "Although the father is more open-minded, but, the devil still wants to pass on the family, so Qiao Qiao can't have children, right?"

Ming Ran had a cold face, "Don't you still have a son? I have been looking for him persistently all these years. If he comes back one day, my adopted son will give way to my elder brother, and the succession of the family must be completed by my elder brother."

The devil's expression became even worse, "Son, you listen to your father, the two of you are not suitable..."

"Why is it inappropriate? Fu Nanqiao is as beautiful as a flower, and I claim to be not bad. What does my father think are inappropriate for the two of us?"

"This... really won't work!"

Mingran frowned, and had a vague guess in his heart, "Where is it wrong, could it be that he is the elder brother?"

Hearing this, the Demon King stood up abruptly, with a displeased expression on his face, "Of course not, Mingran, my father never restrained you since childhood, now let's put it down, I absolutely disagree with you and Fu Nanqiao."

"It was fine a few days ago, but my father suddenly changed his mind. Should I explain it to Mingran?"

"There is nothing to explain. Your elder brother is dead. You must inherit the position of Demon King, and you must pass it on to the next generation. If Nan Qiao is willing to serve a husband with others, then the father agrees."

"Brother is dead?"

The Demon King flicked his sleeves in silence, turned around and walked out.

Mingran's eyes were a little cold, and he called out, "Zhaoxuan."

A demon attendant walked in quietly, "Young master."

"Look up where the concubine Mo threw the child."

The Demon Attendant was taken aback, "Young Master, this will be investigated by the Demon King..."

Ming Ran interrupted, "Speak less."

The Demon Attendant lowered his head, "Yes."

Fuqiu Island is surrounded by the sea, it is really much cooler than Cangliang Mountain, the sunset clouds and lone ducks are flying together, the autumn water is long and the sky is the same color, Fu Nanqiao wants to move again.

When Xiao Zeming heard the news that Fu Nanqiao had come to Fuqiu Island, he brought two jugs of wine to meet him with a smile. Last time he came here he was a high-spirited third senior brother, but now he is a prudent young master.

Fu Nanqiao couldn't help but tease him, "The fourth desolate disciple has met Fu Qiu Shao's head."

Xiao Zeming paused, looked left and right, walked up to him and kicked him secretly, and said in a low voice, "Stop pretending to be someone here."

"Why didn't you kick me in front of your Fuqiu Island disciples?" Luo Chen clicked his tongue twice, "Oh, you're going to beat me secretly now."

Xiao Zeming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and threw a jug of wine into his arms, "It's weird, it's disgusting."

Fu Nanqiao let out a long sigh, "Brother stopped barking, and said I was disgusting, it's heartbreaking."

"Brother, can you stop entertaining your poor brother?"

Fu Nanqiao smiled triumphantly, "Okay."