The teacher and apprentice are on the rise!

Moxin Prison was stunned for a while, and finally understood what Xue Yu meant, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Good job!" She patted Xue Yu's back and said happily, "As expected of my son!"

At this moment, Xue Yu only felt that he was the young lady in the boudoir, and his mother desperately stopped the young man who came to propose marriage, and shouted: "We must not leave seeds for their old devil's family!"

In the past 1000 years, the demons have actually had many demons with "eight" qualifications combined, but they all failed to breed, except for the lonely "nine" in the Demon Heart Prison.

It was born in response to the times and the destiny, and it will take over the mantle of the powerful demon in the millennium and inherit the huge turbidity of the whole world.

The Demon Heart Prison was unwilling to follow this fate, so he borrowed the most qualified container from others, and it was fine to give birth to a son with only half the blood of the Demon Race.

This is the end, and it is impossible for their branch to have another container with the qualification "nine"!

Moxin Prison was really happy, she hugged her son's shoulder affectionately and said, "If you like women, I'd be hard-pressed to arrange them, but a three-legged man would be much better."

She asked: "Do you like someone who is gentle or rough on the couch? Someone who wants to work hard or someone who can coax you with sweet words? I have tried those people myself, and they are all the best—"

Xue Yu interrupted her in horror: "No no no no—"

Mo Xin Prison looked at him, thought for a while and said: "It doesn't matter if you can't pick someone you like, I will call them all in a while, and you can try them one by one."

One by one - try -!

Xue Yu's pupils dilated.

He originally thought that he was enough, but he didn't expect his own mother to be more generous than him!

How can morality be inherited? ?

Or is it that the folk customs of the demons are so aggressive, and they just mess around because they won't get pregnant anyway?

"I, I, I, I have a partner!" Xue Yu raised his hands and swore.

Demon Heart Prison quickly understood what the object meant, and said strangely: "Oh, don't I have your father too?"

Xue Yu lighted a wax for his tool leopard father in his heart, and said with a slightly flushed cheek: "It's not just about sleeping..."

He whispered, "I, I like him..."

Demon Heart Prison seemed even more perplexed: "I like all of them. If I don't like them, why are they brought into the palace?"

...It seems very reasonable!

It seems that in a famous scene, the hero shouted "You are all my wings!" to the two heroines.

Xue Yu looked at the twelve-winged archangel in front of him, and really didn't know how to explain this completely different outlook on life and values ​​to her.

It's good to be a couple for a lifetime, and it's not bad for a free soul to wander all the time.

This is the same as the dispute over salty and sweet zongzi. There is no right or wrong to say about the differences caused by differences in regions and cultures.

Whether it's him being a gay or a male favorite in the Devil's Heart Prison, to some extent, it's quite shocking.

If his mother doesn't dislike him, then he has no reason to say anything about Mo Xin Prison's emotional views.

After thinking about it, Xue Yu said solemnly: "That's it, mother, the main reason is that my partner is very jealous. If he finds out that I'm sleeping with your male pets, he will definitely come over with a knife and kill them all." !"

Moxin Prison frowned, and said in the tone of the emperor's father: "If you are so jealous, why do you keep him?"

Xue Yu: "He is very talented and does a good job."

Demon Heart Prison: "Oh, that's fine."

This saint's standard for judging male favorites is very pure.

The two finally reached a subtle consensus.

Xue Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and was afraid that his mother would say something that shouldn't appear in a certain river literature, so he hurriedly changed the subject.

"You always say 'above', who is the 'above'? Who made these rules for the demons?" Xue Yu asked tentatively, "Is it the mighty one who led you to hide underground?"

"No." Moxin Prison flatly denied him, and was about to continue explaining something, but suddenly stopped.

After a few breaths, a maid's voice came from behind the door: "Saint, a distinguished guest is here."

"It came too soon." Moxin Prison gently threw the snow leopard back on the bed, and then raised his hand to pinch Xue Yu's face, "I'll wait a little bit."

After that, he got out of bed and went out.

The girl standing by the door did not look into the room at all, and the door was quickly closed again.

Xue Yu decisively took out the Lingbi from his bosom, and told everyone the information he had learned from Moxin Prison.

The numbering is for stamping and convenient breeding, and the breeding is to get a sealed container.

The description of this behavior is unavoidably cold-blooded...it can even be said to be insane.

Avoiding the underground may be a choice of the demons themselves, but sealing the turbid air and handing over the spirit stones is essentially unnecessary for the demons. In addition to the "no" before the devil's prison left, Xue Yu is almost sure, The so-called upper class that controls the demons is not the demons, but the human monks.

The biggest villain boss in the full text is one of his own. This routine has already been badly written, and for a while Xue Yu was not sure whether "he" was among the seven decent schools.

It is actually a risky behavior to tell everyone the information directly, but it is also a temptation.

If there are demons coming to kill him after him, it means that there are indeed undercover agents among them, but not all of them will be colluding together, and other people must know about this.

And Moxin Prison knew everything about him, and didn't take away his Lingbi, so it must be a tacit attitude towards this kind of behavior.

Xue Yu always felt that his mother had some plans, but this person acted too erratically, so he couldn't figure it out.

He originally wanted to send a copy of the message to Yan Fangyu, but found that the signal was limited, and the communication between the underground people was fine, but he could not use Lingbi to communicate with the outside world.

Left and right were not in a hurry, so Xue Yu let it go.

He switched back to the group chat, only to find that a few minutes later, the last message in the chat box was his summary of the marriage of the demons, and no one else spoke.

Xue Yu:?

Is he stuck?

Just as Xue Yu was about to send another message, a long parallel essay suddenly popped up in the chat box, the confrontation was neat and well-written.

The main idea is to thank Xue Yu for going deep into the tiger's den, betraying his lust, and being a witch, and bringing such useful news to the organization. They are very touched and very sad, but they still hope that Xue Yu will continue to work hard, the white hole, the white tomorrow is waiting for us (?) !

Xue Yu: ...

Xue Yu: Things are really not what you think.

Others: I know, I know, we all understand.

... You know a hammer!

Just when Xue Yu collapsed, Lingbi buzzed again, and a new group chat popped up, and there were only seven members of their rookie team in it.

Di Zhao explained the reason slightly apologetically.

It turned out that during the short period of time when Xue Yu passed out, not only did Li Xiuran's inauguration ceremony go through in a daze, but the eight teams also showed their magical powers, and they also got to the bottom of the Demon Heart Prison that kidnapped Xue Yu.

It's no secret that his mother likes handsome men in the entire Demon Race.

Except for those demons in the outer city who have had problems surviving and haven't even received sex education, none of the male demons living in the central city would want to climb the bed of the devil's heart prison.

Righteous monks heard this, so it’s okay?People must be caught to be male pets!

You have paid a lot for justice!

Di Zhao said that in order to ensure that Xue Yu's Lingbi would not be intercepted by the demons, they even formed another group and did not take him with them.

There are four groups of four in a four-person bed. It really is a human being's self-taught.

Xue Yu is very weak: It is really not what you imagined, please listen to my explanation.

You can't talk about it in a large group, but you can still talk about it in a small group of seven rookies.

Xue Yu: Let me introduce, this is my mother.

Di Zhao:?

others:? ? ?

It was a male demon who looked to be in his thirties. He was not a holy priest, but he was dressed more decently than ordinary demons. He also had a black sheathed long knife hanging on his waist.

"Master Bingwei," Moxin Prison lazily greeted with folded arms, "What can you do?"

The person who came was the commander of all the demon guards in the underground palace, the demon seal.

"Da Si Li."

Mo Fengzhi bowed his head in salute, and said euphemistically: "I heard from my subordinate Mowei that the chief priest captured a demon clan yesterday..."

Demon Heart Prison: "People all over the country can see it."

Mo Fengzhi choked for a moment but didn't feel angry, and still said gently and politely: "It's just that Da Si Li can't accept this person as a face." Although Mo Xin Prison certainly didn't mean to sleep with her son, she didn't refute , just looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"The chief priest should know that the shadow guard directly under your honor has gone out of the territory, intending to 'welcome back' a preparatory holy priest..." The magic seal came to an end.

Demon Heart Prison's contemptuous expression slowly retracted, and said gloomily, "Is he the one you're talking about?"

Mo Fengzhi: "Not bad."

"I am ordered by my superiors to convey to Da Si Li," Mo Fengzhi's voice was sober, "the ceremony can be saved, and he will be promoted to a holy priest immediately."

Seeing that the other party didn't answer, Mo Fengzhi continued: "It's just that it happened suddenly, he has already entered your palace..."

Demon Heart Prison: "This is my lost son."

Mo Fengzhi nodded: "You can use this reason."

Anyway, people all over the country know that there is a lost child in Demon Heart Prison.

Moxin Prison replied lightly, without explaining his misunderstanding.

Having finished speaking, Mo Fengzhi resigned with self-knowledge before driving people away from Mo Xin Prison.

He straddled his saber and stepped out of the Dasi Ceremony Hall, when suddenly he heard a hoarse voice coming from beside him.

"She has a dark heart."

Mo Fengzhi turned around in surprise, only to see a short-haired man wearing a leather half-face mask walking out of the shadows.

"Luo Ke." He laughed, unconsciously revealing a kind of brotherly generosity, and beckoned to the person who came.

If Xue Yu was here, he would be able to tell that this person was the leading black-clothed killer in the secret shooting venue.

His meridians were filled with the same spiritual energy as human cultivators, that's why no one noticed anything wrong when he was at the auction.

Moloko came out from the shadows, and there was also a number tattoo on his neck, the last number in a row of black stripes looked like a cross.

Just like the unqualified grades judged by the teacher.

Seeing that Mo Luoke didn't get close to him, Mo Fengzhi wasn't angry, he just said: "I know."

He paused: "Father also knows."

Moloke frowned under his broken hair, even though the lower half of his face was blocked, people could still see that he had a stinky face.

Mo Fengzhi thought it was funny, and reached out to rub his hair, but Mo Luoke dodged it.

"Father doesn't care, of course it's because he doesn't care. Those little tricks in the Devil's Heart Prison won't make waves."

Moloke's stiff voice came from under the mask: "...Master naturally counts everything."

Mo Fengzhi was a little helpless.

Both he and Moloko were orphans adopted by that very noble person, he was the head of the line, and Moloko was the end of the line.

But Moloko has always only called that person "Master".

Just because he was born from the intercourse of human cultivators and demons,

Feeling very humble.

The author has something to say: The middle paragraph is actually a chat with a gay friend a while ago.

Me: Last night I dreamed that Hisoka questioned me about my relationship with Kurolo

Her: You are so sweet

I:?Only you are not worthy to say such a thing!

There are more than eight otome games coexisting in this person's mobile phone all year round, and the husband can connect people to the moon on foot.

Her: I just give love to them all equally!

that's all.