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

Ming Ran suddenly appeared from behind, scaring him to run back, knocking his waist on the top of the rock, and tearing up from the pain.

"Oh, does it hurt, little beauty, take off your clothes and let me see."

Said that Mingran was about to pick off his clothes, Fu Nanqiao froze, and opened Mingran's hand with his hand, "Presumptuous!"

Mingran's face was displeased, "What did you say?"

Fu Nanqiao felt wrong, and quickly greeted him with a smile, "I mean I'm too presumptuous, how can I make Young Master Ming Ran worry about me!"

Ming Ran hugged her chest and looked at him contemptuously, "I heard from my subordinates that Luo Chen was seriously injured?"

Ming Ran approached, "Little beauty, how dare you lie to me."

Fu Nanqiao shook her hands in fright, "Young master, listen to me, I am preparing for a longer-term plan, and now Luo Chen can't kill him!"

Mingran raised her eyebrows and raised her interest, "Oh? Tell me what he can't kill?"

"Look, Luo Chen is a once-in-a-hundred-year-old genius in desolation. If the Jindan stage is completed, he must be the next head. What's the use of killing him now? If a future head dies, there will be another Next, does the young master only have one ambition to kill Luo Chen?"

"go on."

Fu Nanqiao looked at Ming Ran with some interest, and continued to fool around and said, "After I gain Luo Chen's trust, I will help Luo Chen become the head of the sect. I will guard against day and night, and house thieves are the most difficult to guard against. I am also a little brother now." When the time is right, we should cooperate internally and externally, and we will definitely catch him by surprise. When the time comes, I will be the head, and mine will be yours. Isn't this desolation yours?"

Ming Ran hooked the corners of her lips, and moved closer to him, "How can I believe that you will help the demons?"

During the speech, a black butterfly flew over. This butterfly was bigger than ordinary ones, and it was surrounded by demon energy, which was terrifying.

By the time Fu Nanqiao realized what it was, the butterfly had already penetrated into his chest, turned into demonic energy, and directly attacked Fu Nanqiao's heart.

Fu Nanqiao immediately vomited a mouthful of blood, the pain was so painful that he was heartbroken.

[Magic Butterfly, a spell used by the demons to control people, as long as the controller casts the spell once, the victim of the curse will be in so much pain that life would be worse than death. 】

Ming Ran smiled evilly, "Okay, now I can trust you."

Ming Ran sized up Fu Nanqiao for a long while, then raised the corners of his brows, and Fu Nanqiao, who was in pain and covered in cold sweat, "Speaking of which, why is the devilish energy looming on your body? What suppressed it? Are you How did you hide it so deeply in Desolation?"

Of course, he couldn't tell Ming Ran that he was half-human, half-demon. If he knew, he would definitely guess that he was the illegitimate son that his father was looking for everywhere.

Fu Nanqiao pretended to be calm, and gritted his teeth, "I have learned the technique of controlling the magic energy, but it will be very uncomfortable if the magic energy is sealed, so I need to go back to the devil world to absorb some fresh air."

Ming Ran chuckled, closed the technique, and raised her eyebrows, "That's really hard work, little beauty."

After all, he got up and left.

Fu Nanqiao's eyes moved, and she stepped on Mingran's drooping clothes. Mingran was walking forward, but suddenly she pulled her back and stepped back.

Fu Nanqiao pretended to be surprised, "Oh, young master, I didn't step on it on purpose!"

Mingran paced backwards, but who knew there was a rock behind her, her foot was sprained, Mingran grabbed Fu Nanqiao's arm beside her, and fell into the river.

"Ah!"

Fu Nanqiao was wrapped in a quilt, and looked at Ming Ran who was also wrapped in a quilt with a gloomy face.

The two were too embarrassed, Ming Ran was embarrassed to call the attendant, so she secretly went back to the bedroom with Fu Nanqiao, the two were wrapped in quilts, and looked at each other for a while.

"My lord, I really didn't mean to."

It's okay if you don't say anything, but when you talk about Mingran, you get even more angry, and rushed over, pinching Fu Nanqiao's neck, "Do you have eyes that grow from the back of your head in such a long dress!"

Fu Nanqiao struggled in pain.

Suddenly there was a crisp sound at the door.Both of them turned their heads.

A middle-aged man in black stood at the door, covering his mouth and looking at them. From his angle, it was Mingran who was riding Fu Nanqiao.

The middle-aged man was quite moved, "My son has a child!"

The maid next to her couldn't help reminding, "Your Majesty, there is a man under the young master."

"..."

The two sat down quickly, shaking their heads at the Demon King.

"Devil King, listen to my explanation, it's not what you think!"

"It's like this, father, I want to pinch him, that's all." Mingran was even more anxious, insisting on repeating the act.

The Demon King covered his eyes and shook his head, "No need, as long as my son likes it, I can accept both men and women."

After all, the Demon King ran out of the palace with the maid.

"Father, it's really not what you think!"

Fu Nanqiao was speechless and felt aggrieved.

After the devil left, there was an eerie silence in the room. Ming Ran raised his eyebrows and glared at Fu Nanqiao, almost furious.

"Get off!"

Fu Nanqiao almost rolled and crawled out of bed, turned around and took a meal with the soaked clothes, and said pitifully, "Young master, my clothes are not dry yet."

Ming Ran held back her anger, "There are my clothes in the cupboard, take them and roll!"

Fu Nanqiao nodded quickly, took the clothes and ran out, opened the door, two things suddenly fell in, Fu Nanqiao looked down, it turned out that the devil and the maid just now were eavesdropping outside.

"The devil..." Fu Nanqiao stared blankly at the devil kneeling in front of him.

The Demon King got up and looked at Ming Ran with a dark face on the bed, patted Fu Nanqiao and said, "My son has a temper, please bear with me."

Fu Nanqiao's eyelids twitched, he really couldn't bear to look at the expression of the Demon King knowing that he was also his son.

"Father!" Ming Ran shouted from the bed.

The Demon King and Fu Nanqiao turned around and fled.

The room was quiet, Mingran kicked the quilt on the ground angrily, her face was quite red.

This little boy from the demon clan was like a microphone. Within a moment, rumors spread, and Fu Nanqiao directly rose to a higher level. He was respected by everyone, and he wished he could crawl up in front of him and shine his shoes to curry favor with him.

Fu Nanqiao smiled and said, this is not bad, at least the treatment is much better.

Fu Nanqiao stayed in the demon clan for half a month without incident, and the demon energy increased greatly, directly to the early stage of Jindan.

In a good mood, he was lazy and ready to go home.

"Little beauty."

Fu Nanqiao froze in fright, turned around and saw Ming Ran half lying on his bed, squinting at him, "Where are you going?"

"Ah, why is the young master here?"

A hint of cunning flashed across Mingran's eyes, and Fu Nanqiao was suddenly dragged to Mingran's side by an invisible force, "Little beauty, how are you doing these days?"

Fu Nanqiao smiled brilliantly, "Thanks to the young master, I'm doing well."

Mingran's eyes narrowed slightly, "Really? My father urged me to marry you as soon as possible every day, and told me not to let you run away."

Fu Nanqiao's hands under his clothes trembled slightly, "Young Master, you should explain to the Demon King..."

"Explain what?" Ming Ran smiled, "With you as the seed of rumors, those Yingyingyanyans will not pester me anymore, and I am happy to be at ease."

Fu Nanqiao moved his eyes and asked, "This...Young Master, do you really like masculinity?"

"Let's bear this name for the time being. I'll just make up a reason to say that if you go on a long-distance travel, your father can't find you, so naturally you won't be forced to marry me." Ming Ran suppressed her smile, "You go back to Desolation and continue to be your undercover agent. I found that you were hiding other thoughts, and your fate would be worse than death."

Fu Nanqiao nodded, not wanting to keep courting Ming Ran any longer, so he turned around and fled when he had time.

Thinking that he is also the son of the Demon King, Fourth Senior Brother Cangliang is ashamed to be scared like this by his own brother.

Cangliang Xianshan was as quiet as ever, and the quarrel between the head of Fengchi and Elder Lingyao seemed a bit out of place, and everyone was accustomed to it. It was common for the two elders to have a small quarrel every two days and a big quarrel every five days.

Fu Nanqiao and Luo Chen stood in the middle of the hall, listening to the two elders quarreling with their heads down.

Feng Chi said, "Luo Chen and Nan Qiao returned safely, and God will bless us."

Ling Yao said, "Bless you, it's my apprentice Luo Chen, who has strong spiritual power, and I taught him well!"

Feng Chi said, "What's the matter with you, it's clear that God blesses Desolation, don't put gold on your face!"

Ling Yao yelled angrily, "It's useless for you to deal with those things, the gods in the sky are so busy, who cares about your crap."

Feng Chi said, "Our Luo Chen is the material for ascension, so naturally we want to protect him."

"Get the fuck out of your ass."

"Your mouth is dirty, it really damages our desolate image."

"You still want to kick me out?!"

Luo Chen couldn't bear it anymore and walked out, clasping his hands together, "Master, uncle, you guys chat first, and my junior brother and I will leave first."

The two continued to scold each other as if they hadn't heard anything.

Luo Chen saluted, turned around and walked out, followed by Fu Nanqiao.

"My friend is cured?" Luo Chen asked casually.

Fu Nanqiao nodded, "Okay, okay."

Luo Chen turned around, healed from serious injuries, his face was slightly pale, but the pair of narrow phoenix eyes on the pale skin did not lose his demeanor. In the middle stage, it directly rose to the early stage of Jindan, you friend, I'm afraid it's not some kind of fairy medicine?"

Fu Nanqiao's eyelids twitched. He is the son of the devil king. If he hadn't been afraid of the devil's energy leaking out and forced him to upgrade, according to his aptitude, he would be on par with you? !

Fu Nanqiao laughed, "After staying with Senior Brother Luo Chen for one night, Junior Brother seems to have been enlightened, and he understood it all at once."

The two of them were in the middle of the hall, and there were quite a few disciples coming and going, and they seemed to have heard it at this time, some deliberately slowed down, and some ears almost pricked up, listening to gossip.

"I think you're having a brain twitch." Luo Chen cursed, turned around and left.

Fu Nanqiao didn't forget to shout from behind, "Senior brother, why are you swearing so nicely?"

Luo Chen walked straight back to the bamboo house without stopping.

He has no big ambitions in his life, he just wants to study in desolation in peace and stability, and bickering with his elder brother whenever he has nothing to do is Fu Nanqiao's highest ideal, who knows that one day Fu Nanqiao will also be deceived by his own lies A series of articles went astray.

"Little beauty."

Fu Nanqiao inserted the spirit sword, repeating the technique he just learned today in his mind, and when he heard the cold behind him, he couldn't help shivering.

Fu Nanqiao turned around tremblingly, and looked at the black-clothed boy in front of him, smiling cunningly.

"Young Master."

"You've been in Desolation for a long time, and you don't want to do things for my demons, do you?"