The daily life of cohabitation with the heroine Bai Yueguang

"I disagree."

Qingyue's voice sounded from outside, the boy gently pushed the door open and walked in naturally.

The grandson looked at him in a daze.

The room was dark, and with the moonlight blocked by his grandson, the boy's outline was somewhat blurred.

Those eyes looked towards him lightly.The whole person is like a romantic figure living in an old ink painting.

Where is the similarity.

Even the contours are extremely similar.

At that moment, he remembered the first time he and Shen Ran met.

That person came with blood stains, but he was above everything else.Even though the blood was flowing like a river, and the surroundings were fighting like crazy, that person seemed to be cut off from everything, and he only looked at everyone from aloof.

The contradiction between the righteous way and the evil way has a long history.There are many sects in the righteous way, and there are also many demon masters in the demon way, but the demon way is more chaotic than the righteous way, and the demon masters also change people every day.

At the beginning, there were only three Demon Venerables who had been guarding the position of Demon Venerable—he, Demon Venerable Yanjue, and another one.

And he has always been displeased with Mozun Juejue, that woman transformed from a monster is no match for a human being.

--Non-my family, its heart must be different.

But he knew that Mozun Yanjue had a deep foundation and could not be moved easily.

The only pastime in his life is probably fighting with those stubborn people in Jianmen.Among them, the one who fought the most with him was Su Zhishui, the Zhizheng Elder and Sword Master of Jianmen.Oh, Su Zhishui's apprentice is barely one.

later?

A big fire burned Jianmen completely.

None of them survived.

He had rejoiced countless times that after the Jianmen was destroyed, the woman Yanjue Mozun died in the group attack because of internal fighting among her own people.

After the death of Mozun Yanjue, a mysterious person suddenly appeared and took over the power of another Mozun almost effortlessly.He secretly panicked, he only wanted to beware of that person, but he didn't think of his own subordinates, who also wanted to have the same internal fight as in the Mozun of Yanjue.

They are all people who know the bottom line and take it to heart. He was easily overthrown. The man took pity on him and only sealed his cultivation level and expelled him.

But how is this different from killing him directly?

Clothed in rags, he stumbled and finally fell on the ground full of gravel because of exhaustion.It began to rain, and he lay motionless, and the rain soon soaked him all over.His hair was sticking to the ground and it was all dirty.

He could hear a group of people coming towards him, and he knew they were the ones who wanted to kill him.

"Do you want to survive?" came a deep voice.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella and wearing a black robe, the man walked slowly and naturally from the side.The man's eyes were indifferent, as if detached, but also as arrogant.

"Of course I want to live." He said bitterly.

"The premise is that I have to deal with that group of people first." He moved his head, struggled to sit up, and looked at the group of people who had come over with his body dirty.

"As long as you let me live, I can pay any price." He stared at the man.

The man was silent at first, just looking at the rain leisurely.

"Who are you?" The leader of the group looked at him warily.

"Whoever he is, just kill him." One person answered.

The grandson looked at them more desperately.

"Noisy."

The grandson seemed to hear the man chuckle, and the sound quickly dissipated into the sound of rain.After that, he watched helplessly as the group of people killed each other like crazy, and even started to devour the flesh and blood of their companions.

The man just looked at them peacefully, as if enjoying the rain.

He looked at the man with some fear.

The man seemed to have just noticed him, and approached slowly, stepping on the blood stains, but detached from everything.

He tried to back away in fear, but the man acted like he didn't see it until he stood still in front of him.

Then he watched helplessly as a pair of flawless white hands stretched out in front of him.

"Want to get up?" the man asked politely.

Among other people, he knew that person's name - Shen Ran.

He watched that person quickly take over the forces that belonged to him, and his old department was also handed over to him.When he took over several forces and almost unified half of the Demon Dao, Shen Ran unexpectedly established the current Night City in one place.

What about righteousness and evil, what does it have to do with me?

The man said calmly.

Perhaps all the mistakes started when Shen Ran took the orphaned girl Qu Guixin as his apprentice.

Shen Ran went out, getting used to the sedan chair instead.That day, Qu Guixin fainted in front of Shen Ran's sedan chair, was rescued by Shen Ran, and brought to the City Lord's Mansion.

An orphan girl with a clean identity, has no entanglements with the forces of all parties, and has a very good talent for formations.More importantly, she seems to adore Shen Ran.

Shen Ran finally made up his mind to accept disciples.

But when did it change?

The girl who was purely admiring Shen Ran suddenly changed in the way she looked at Shen Ran.

The desire to control and possess, as well as the ambition to devour the world.

It wasn't until Qu Guixin killed Shen Ran that he knew that Qu Guixin was once the Mozun of Weary Jue.

The monster was reincarnated, its cultivation base was sealed, and the seal was loosened with the passage of time, and it regained the power it had at that time.

He still remembered that after the establishment of Night City, he also tried to restrain his authority.

But Shen Ran didn't seem to notice it at all.

He was secretly happy until Shen Ran asked him to play chess with him.

Naturally, he was beaten by Shen Ran and had no power to fight back.

"Is the taste of power really that good?" Shen Ran asked calmly.

He broke out in a cold sweat.

"Don't be so nervous." Shen Ran was noncommittal.

"I'm just asking." He actually smiled slightly.

The more he laughed, the more cowardly his grandson became.

After that chuckle back then, he still remembers how the group of people died without a whole body.

"It's okay to let you play." Shen Ran looked at the warm chess piece in his hand.

He got up and looked at the peach blossom rain falling in front of the court, "It's not an important thing either."

—he knew it all.

Sun Tzu Yue only had this idea in his mind.

"What is the feeling of holding power?" Shen Ran suddenly became interested.

He looked at Shen Ran with those still faint eyes, and suddenly felt a little unbelievable.

——This person doesn't even feel the beauty of power.

"One person can control everything of many people so easily." Sun Tzu said more cautiously, "Isn't this a wonderful thing?"

"Oh." Shen Ran lost interest.

"Go down." He waved his hand.

The grandson heaved a sigh of relief.He bowed to leave, but heard Shen Ran chuckle and said: "Have fun."

He felt cold.

When he reached the door, he turned his head and glanced at Shen Ran from a distance. The man looked up at the peach blossom petals all over the sky.

He could imagine that the man must have a dull expression and no waves.

- He's just bored.

This idea lingered in his mind as if it had taken root.

The author has something to say:

Not surprisingly, there should be another update.

Can I say that I wrote these two chapters very well (covering my face).