Daoist always thinks I'm scumbag for him

It seems that time always flies when people are happy. After Qingyuan saw a flower blooming in front of the window one morning, he suddenly realized that he had been in the Demon Realm for half a year.

One morning, when he woke up, he found that He Louming had already stood at the door. He was dressed in black robes, and he was imposing. Coupled with that thick and colorful face, he was indescribably beautiful.

He Louming looks a bit like his mother, with exquisite eyebrows and eyes that are not feminine at all, heroic between the brows, and a pair of eyes that are always full of sternness, making people dare not look directly at them.

After admiring the beauty of the Taoist couple for a while, Qingyuan said in a good mood, "Why are you here today? Do you want to come here for a sleepover?"

Although he is in He Louming's bedroom, He Louming is full of affairs after all, and now he doesn't need to rest like ordinary people. After all, the relationship between the two has eased since that night. He Louming sometimes comes here to sleep for a while , the kind of pure sleep covered with a quilt.

Qingyuan feels that in He Louming's heart, he is probably a human-shaped pillow. He Louming is willing to come here to sleep for a while, but he doesn't want to see him for a few days or even more than ten days.

He Louming stood with arms folded, with a lingering irritability between his brows, "Mo Zunyuan wants to see you."

Although he knew that the matter here could not be hidden from Zhongyuan, but now he was still a little uncomfortable after hearing Zhongyuan's proposal, he didn't want anyone to see Qingyuan, it was enough for him to see Qingyuan alone.

There was a light smile on Qingyuan's face, "Okay."

The last time Mo Zunyuan suddenly wanted to see him one day, and he also had a bit of admiration for this kind of strong man who had been famous since he was not born, and was almost legendary.

The displeasure on He Louming's face became more obvious, but he didn't say anything, he just brought Qingyuan to the palace where Chongyuan was.

The huge palace is empty, and the tables and chairs made of spirit stones in the palace are glowing softly. The man on the seat is already old, with a few strands of silver in his hair, he looks like a human being around sixty years old. There is no compelling momentum, but a little amiable.

At this time, he saw He Louming and Qingyuan, and said cheerfully, "Xiaolou, go out first when people bring you here, I will have a chat with your master." He blinked at He Louming as he spoke , with a narrow smile, "Don't worry, it will be soon."

Qingyuan's face remained unchanged, countless people knew about his relationship with He Louming, but few people mentioned it in front of him.

On the contrary, He Louming gave Qingyuan a vague look when he heard this title, and then walked out.

There were only two people left in the hall, Chong Yuan said, "Immortal Qingyuan, please sit down."

Qingyuan nodded slightly, and sat down after saying thank you.

He is usually a handsome and elegant person, but now he has a simple and calm demeanor, like an elegant landscape painting, so calm and gentle that people can't take their eyes off it.

Zhong Yuan started to talk to him in a gentle tone. This long-established and strong man has reached his twilight years, and now he feels that the end is approaching, he is still calm and calm, facing each other indifferently.

He has lived for too long, and he has long been indifferent to life and death. After his death, a new demon king was born, and the magic power all over him returned to the demon world, like falling flowers returning to their roots. In the future, countless people will become new strong by virtue of his magic power. Repeatedly, it is a unique law between heaven and earth.

He Louming saw that the door of the Demon Palace was closed tightly, and suddenly a voice came from his ear, "What? My cheap old man is not dead yet?"

The tone was joking, not like talking about Lao Tzu, but more like talking about grandson.

Yin Yao opened his mouth with a hippie smile, full of a kind of unscrupulous ruffian, looking like a playful and idle person.

He Louming folded his hands and parted his thin lips slightly, "Hello Mo Zi."

What he said was polite, but his expression was impatient, and he seemed perfunctory.

Yin Yao was born by the demon king with human beings. He didn't know who his father was when he was born, and his mother passed away when he was a little older. How many days are the waves.

Unexpectedly, life is quite hard. I have lived in the world for seventy years. Once I was drunk and fished for the moon in the water, there should be a tomb in the world. Unexpectedly, after opening my eyes, I will become the son of the demon king, living like the life of the protagonist in the storybook. .

He accepted it well, and after a few days, he accepted the setting of turning old into a child and being the son of the demon king.

It's just that at that time, he was only in his twenties, and he was young enough to be his grandson's Mozun. He couldn't say "Dad" in a daze. The two men who seemed to be about the same age looked at each other and saw it in each other's eyes. Kind, as if they are the other party's old father.

He didn't care about He Louming's rudeness, he just leaned his ears against the wall, looking excited.

After listening for a long time, I didn't hear anything, so I turned to look at He Louming, "Who is inside?"

Could it be another human son?

He Louming hooked the corners of his lips in an unclear manner, "The master of Chuyun Peak, Qingyuan Xianzun."

I am!

Yin Yao almost couldn't hold his chin, isn't he your former master?How did you get to the devil world?

It seemed that someone had heard that there was someone hiding in the Demon Envoy's Palace, and he vaguely felt that he had eaten some kind of big melon. He caught He Louming and asked, "How did Qingyuan Xianzun meet Chong Yuan? What did you do to him?"

Seeing the arc of He Louming's lips, Yin Yao's heart trembled, "You can't...really lock up Qingyuan Immortal Venerable, right?"

This shit is really something He Louming can do!

He Louming was noncommittal when he heard the words, he only glanced at his own hands, and said coldly, "It's pretty much it."

"I'm going!" Yin Yao hoped that there was something wrong with his ears. It was the first time he called his name so formally and seriously, and looked at him seriously, "You must not do this kind of imprisonment, Qingyuan Immortal Venerable is Who, what do you get for doing this, it's useless to attract people's hatred."

Just read the stories in the storybook, how could someone as arrogant as Qingyuan endure such humiliation, he knows a bit of He Louming's thoughts, if he really wants to form a Taoist couple in the future, this is the most stupid method.

He Louming's expression was normal, and no emotion could be heard in his voice, "Am I still afraid that he will blame me?"

Thinking in a good mood, it would be great if Qingyuan could only see him by virtue of hatred.

His low voice sounded like thunder in Yin Yao's ears, and the strong emotions contained in it were intertwined like a spider's web, holding him tightly, making him unable to break free in the abyss.

In other words, He Louming didn't want to break free either.

Qingyuan seems to be gentle but actually indifferent, cold-hearted to the extreme, he could drive him away without hesitation, and he could also say things like throwing Qin Chen out plainly, in Qingyuan's eyes, the relationship between master and apprentice can be counted How much, how long can you keep it in your heart, will you forget him by then, what is the difference between him and Huayun Yulu in Qingyuan's heart?

Always on top, ready to leave at any time.

But He Louming couldn't, he was stuck in the quagmire and couldn't extricate himself, the past turned into a poisonous snake and entangled him, hissing and spitting out letters, talking about his unwillingness, talking about his resentment, the venom he spit out has been corroding for years He, day after day, year after year.

He Louming thinks, he is rotten now.He no longer has the slightest admiration for his former master, but is full of blasphemy. If he wants to fall into hell, then he will hold Qingyuan firmly to sink with him.

After all, he shouldn't be so uncomfortable alone...