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The Dragon Emperor, who was drinking by himself, felt very bored, so he left early, leaving the Yao Emperor and his wife outside chatting and whispering.

"Oh? You said that kid took the initiative to ask to guard the gate of the demon world?" The demon emperor's thick black eyebrows slightly raised, and then wrinkled again.

The demon queen nodded slightly, her snow-white skin was not stained with any makeup, and the silver-gray satin robe made her dignified and noble.She has always been humble and quiet, with no expression on her pretty face, except for her tightly pursed red lips, revealing a trace of inexplicable emotions.

After a while, Caifu spoke again: "Your Majesty, I think Lan'er's move is not a bad thing, but the most sensible thing to do at the moment."

The "Lan'er" in the demon queen's mouth naturally refers to a certain little tiger. Although the demon queen looks as young as a young woman in her thirties, she has actually existed for thousands of years.

"... What Ma'am means, is it correct?" The Demon Emperor thought for a while, and then understood what the other party meant.

Right now, the War of the Three Realms has just ended, and the demon world has plundered a lot of benefits from the heavenly realm. The top ten demon emperors are all looking at this opportunity, waiting to "divide the spoils". Son, after accepting Du Zhilan as a adopted son, he naturally planned to make him the prince of the demon clan, but after all, Du Zhilan was young and fledgling, which of the other nine demon emperors was not a tyrannical existence dominating one side?

Instead of waiting until the end of the demon emperor and empress is approaching and letting them fight to the death, it is better to take this opportunity to let those restless demon emperors fight and pave the way for the future prince of the demon clan.

After getting the demon queen's solemn nod, the demon emperor couldn't help but smile slightly: "It's up to you, but don't spoil him too much, no matter how talented you are, it's hard to be a great job without going through a bloodbath."

The demon queen's indifferent expression softened a little, she stretched out her hand to brush her hair behind her ears, and said softly: "That's right, but the gate of the demon world is the junction of the demon clan and the human race, so there are many disputes. It is said... Lan'er took a human cultivator by her side?"

The demon emperor put his arm around her shoulders, walked slowly, and said indifferently, "Is that so? Lan'er used to be a human being, so it's reasonable to like human beings, um... maybe he doesn't like furry monsters. "

Henceforth, the demon queen began to discuss this serious topic in a serious manner: "What's wrong with that? The human body is so fragile because it is naked. Look at those immortals in the heavens, who don't have flying swords and magic weapons for defense. It's like paper..."

The demon emperor nodded approvingly, and the two husband and wife carried out "academic research" seriously while walking away while embracing each other.

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"Ah-choo—" Master Jian Qing, who was burying his face in a bowl to pick up rice, suddenly sneezed, and rice grains sprayed everywhere from his mouth.

With great pain, he picked up the rice grains one by one, wrapped them in a small handkerchief and stuffed them into the Qiankun bag, thinking about feeding them to the pets raised in Shenxuzong in the future.

Just as Jianqing continued to start his solemn meal, His Royal Highness the Demon King in formal attire jogged in excitedly. Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he jumped from behind and hung him around his neck.

"Your Majesty agrees that I go to the gate of the demon world, Jian Qing!" Du Zhilan was so excited, he fantasized in his mind that he would travel to the mountains and rivers with Taoist priests in the future, and live a carefree, happy and beautiful life. He didn't see anyone answering for a long time, and then he realized that something was wrong. .

Looking down, the Taoist priest whose neck was strangled by his arms was almost flushed purple, rolling his eyes.

"Hey, what's wrong with you, Jianqing?" Du Zhilan jumped down in a hurry, patted the other person's back to comfort him, and muttered, "Why are you eating in such a hurry? No one is robbing you. Can choke..."

After finally being swallowed by the food stuck in his throat and drinking water again, Jian Qing threw away the opponent's claws, and said in a neutral manner: "The first rule, have you forgotten?"

Mentioning this "rule", Du Zhilan's face became embarrassing, he moved away embarrassingly, and sat upright: "I didn't forget, the first rule of the rule is that you are not allowed to touch you while you are eating."

"What about the second one?" Jian Qing dipped in the sauce slowly, and stuffed another shrimp into his mouth.

The little tiger's expression became even more fatigued, he blinked and whispered, "Don't make any loud noises during meals..."

"Yeah." The Taoist priest nodded in satisfaction after eating and drinking, and glanced at him, "So, what should I do if I commit two crimes in a row?"

Guiltyly, Du Zhilan shifted his eyes to the other side, and said, "That, I forgot..."

Jian Qing raised his eyebrows and smiled gently: "It's okay to forget, then let me remind you, you are not allowed to climb my bed for three days for one foul, and you will be fined for two consecutive fouls."

"Jianqing! Why do you have the heart to treat me like this?" Du Zhilan called out sadly, and looked at him with pitiful little eyes, trying to win sympathy and get away with it.

"Come on this."

Standing up from the table, Jian Qing carried the Chuxue sword on his back and walked outside the house. It was just a little snow and the sun was shining outside, and there was a breeze blowing on his face, gently lifting his plain white clothes.

One leg crosses the threshold, half of the Taoist priest in white is exposed in the sun, half of his body is hidden in the shadows, and the strong black and white outline a three-dimensional silhouette.

There was no sound of footsteps behind him, Jian Qing looked back and found that the little tiger was still squatting beside the table sulking, only leaving his back to him, couldn't help smiling.

"The plum blossoms in the human world are in full bloom, don't you want to swim together?"

Du Zhilan's ears twitched, and when he turned around, he saw Jian Qing stretching out a hand towards him, with a gentle smile on his brows, just like when he first saw him.

"Since Jian Qing has said so, then I will reluctantly accompany you to play for a while."

Shi Cai's grievances were swept away in a blink of an eye, Du Zhilan smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, Shi Shiran walked to the side of the other party, and firmly held that hand.

The two came out hand in hand, and the two plum trees in front of the house stood tall and graceful, and the petals were like rouge stained with snow, blown down by the wind, fluttering and falling on the snow that had not yet melted, like flowers blooming from the dust.

Year after year, after the war, there is a long peace, and the gate of the demon world is also safe and sound.From the south to the north, rivers, mountains and rivers, one person and one tiger walked through many places together.

When I was hungry, I went to the nearby little demon cave to rob some food. When I was tired, I caught a little tiger and hugged it for a nap. When I was cold... I just did some physical and mental exercises. It was really fun.

It was the end of winter again, and the Taoist priests in white returned to the foot of the Shenxu Zong Mountain. The Zongmen had become stronger and stronger over the long years. Except for the old portrait enshrined in the ancestral hall, almost no one was there anymore. I can remember him as an incompetent sword-wielding elder.

His black hair was a little longer, and it was simply tied into a bunch. It was softly pulled down to the left shoulder, revealing the Chuxue long sword, which was half the height of a person behind him. tone.

He looked down at the small tiger who was sleeping soundly in his arms, stretched out his hand and scratched his tender belly, a quiet smile appeared on his lips.

"Let's go……"

The little tiger was awakened by his teasing, turned over in dissatisfaction, but refused to open his eyes, muttering in his mouth: "Let me sleep again, I was so tired last night... I can't even maintain my human shape..."

There seemed to be something else to say later, but the soft voice was lost in the wind after all.

Neither person nor tiger noticed that the top of Shenxuzong Mountain was previously designated as a forbidden area, and there was a slender figure in a blue robe, looking at them quietly from the cliff that was leveled by a sword, separated by the surrounding clouds and mist.

Watching the Taoist priest in white with the tiger in his arms gradually drifting away, slowly blending into the snow, and disappearing at the end of the field of vision.

"It's good to be alive..."

The man murmured softly, with a slight smile, he flicked the whisk on his arm, followed by the light of the sword under his feet, soaring up, no longer thinking about it, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a ray of blue light and slid towards the blue sky.

The author has something to say: =v=~It’s finally over~The little tiger and the little Taoist have finally achieved a positive result~XDDD I’m busy at the beginning of the school year...the outline of the new article hasn’t been finished yet...→→There is no word...so I'll have to wait for a while... I'll write another episode for Little Tiger when I have time...

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