The irritable Demon Lord abducted the queen of Zerg

Half a year ago, Hehuan Palace sent a group of disciples to Wuya Palace.At that time, it was nice to say that they came to Wuya Palace to discuss martial arts, enhance the friendship between sects, and achieve common prosperity.

At that time, Yan Chong really believed in this nonsense, he thought that the disciples of the Hehuan Palace would enter the palace and be able to communicate and improve with the disciples under the sect, unexpectedly, the discussion was a discussion, and the exchange was also an exchange.

But in another form!

During those days, there were many love triangles and polygamy in the womb... It was so lively.

If you want to blame, you can blame these Hehuan Palace disciples for their extraordinary looks, and the exercises they practice are quite special, but Wuya Palace is full of reckless men with little experience in emotions, so they will be punished.

In Luo Zhou's words, everyone is a goblin.

Yan Chong's expression was indifferent, and he said casually: "This time, you made your idea on me?"

Luo Zhou: "Yes, that's audacious!"

"You just send them away. Although their behavior is a bit provocative, they are all women. Don't be too hard on yourself." Yan Chong thought that the ones who were sent this time were also a group of female disciples, so he specially told Luo Zhou.

Unexpectedly, when Luo Zhou heard this, his expression turned into embarrassment, and he let out a cold breath from his nostrils: "My lord, you are wrong again! The ones they sent here this time are all men! These people are looking for death, my lord!" How could the Lord be so good at cutting off his sleeves!"

"..." Yan Chong's eyebrows jumped.

This is true, but it seems not entirely true.

"A group of men are really scary!" Luo Zhou suddenly picked up the sword on the table, and snorted coldly, "Since they are all men, the subordinates will not be soft-handed. They will definitely beat them to the teeth!"

Luo Zhou wasn't joking, he said that if you beat people all over the place looking for teeth, it would really break people's teeth.

"jingle--"

Luo Zhou vigorously raised the bead curtain.

For some reason, images of elegant and handsome men being beaten so badly gradually emerged in Yan Chong's mind, and he felt a little unbearable, so he got up suddenly, opened the curtain and walked out of the inner hall.

"Don't be impulsive, it shouldn't break the friendship between the two factions, alas... I'll go and have a look."

"..." Luo Zhou looked at Zhuo Ran's back as his lord left, and opened his mouth dumbly.

What a hell!

He actually felt that the Lord's footsteps were a little eager.

Outside Wuya Palace, there were a dozen or so handsome men standing here and there, some of them stood leisurely like green bamboos, some of them were as refined as a bright moon.In terms of appearance and demeanor, there is really no sect that can rival Hehuan Palace.

As soon as Yan Chong appeared here, his burning eyes immediately cast like beams of light. These men's gazes were so direct that they almost commented on the majestic Lord of Wuya Palace.

It was really rude, but also uncomfortable, Yan Chong held up his whole body with arrogance and indifference, and glanced at everyone indifferently.Afterwards, he frowned slightly and looked at the man in white who was coming towards him.

This man came slowly, with an elegant demeanor, more beautiful than other handsome men.

In an instant, the heartstrings seemed to be gently plucked, and Yan Chong couldn't help holding his breath, staring blankly at the man's beautiful face.

He has never been a person who is obsessed with beauty, but at this moment, he seems to be bewitched, and he can't take his eyes off him.

This face seemed familiar, as if he and the man had only met yesterday.

"Wu Huan has seen the Lord." The man in white came to Yan Chong and bowed gracefully.

Hearing this sound and seeing this behavior, Yan Chong suddenly had some doubts in his heart, because the familiarity just disappeared like this, just like an illusion.

"Why are you here? If you want to learn from our sect, then you don't have to." Yan Chong's attitude was indifferent, and he didn't give the man a good face because of the familiarity just now. "Recently, there are important matters in the palace. , not convenient."

However, while speaking, he still couldn't help observing Wu Huan's appearance several times, trying to find out the reason for his turmoil.

Wu Huan had already anticipated this remark, and smiled leisurely: "Before Wu Huan left the palace, she had listened to the instructions of the master of our sect. Recently, Wuya Palace has been busy with affairs, and because of the love between the two palaces, Wu Huan specially asked Wu Huan to bring a group of senior brothers Come to the lord, share your worries and relieve your fatigue."

The last four words are purposely elongated, adding a more tactful and seductive meaning.

Yan Chong was not teased, but frowned even tighter.Thinking to himself that what Luo Zhou said is right, these are goblins, they must not be allowed to enter the gate of Wuya Palace!

"No need, this seat..."

He was about to sternly refuse, when suddenly he glanced and saw a small figure running not far away, like a dark coal spot in the scorching sun.

After a while, when the coal spot got closer, I realized that it was a young boy.

Compared with a group of glamorous and handsome men, the young man's skeleton is slender and thin, and his gray-blue cloth clothes are dirty and dirty.

"Elder-in-law... Young master, I bought the sour plum soup you asked for." Dou Da's sweat slid down the red forehead of the boy, and because there was a lot of black dust on his face, a few dirty spots rushed out along his temples Traces appear dirtier and uglier.

Wu Huan raised her chin slightly, looked at him briefly, and then took out a bowl of sour plum soup that was still steaming from the food box that the young man held up high.

There were ice cubes on the lower layer of the food box, but most of them had melted by now.Seeing that his son was not angry, the young man relaxed his shoulders and let out a breath obviously, but when he was about to put down the heavy food box, Wu Huan handed over the soup bowl again.

"No appetite, put it back."

"Yes." The boy lowered his head, covered his dirty fingers with the inside of his clean sleeves, and then carefully reached out to take the bowl.

Yan Chong has seen quite a few scenes of this kind of haughty master ordering his servants, and he is not touched by it on weekdays, let alone the idea of ​​meddling in other people's affairs.

But at this moment, he seemed to be pinched tightly, extremely uncomfortable.

What's more, he wanted to smash this broken bowl of soup!

"Snapped--"

The sour plum soup accidentally fell, but it was not caused by Yan Chong.

"You dog! How do you do things! Young Master just ordered you to do some trivial things, and you are acting out of temper here, you are really lawless!" The servant next to Wu Huan rolled up his sleeves while cursing, "If you don't teach you, you won't have a long memory! "

"No, young master, I didn't do it on purpose... No..." The boy hastily explained, shrinking his neck, but he didn't dare to dodge the slap from the servant.

He knew that if he avoided it, he would only face a more serious punishment.

The boy closed his eyes...

"what--"

Suddenly, a gust of wind passed by the boy's ears, accompanied by a terrified howl.

Even the people watching the play didn't react, it seemed that there was only a flash of sword light, and the beating boy covered his bloody palm and rolled to the ground.

There was another "clang" sound, the long sword was thrown down heavily, and only then did everyone realize that the person who released the sword was actually the always indifferent Palace Master of Wuya Palace.

Yan Chong has always had a demeanor of not being angry and self-imposing, not to mention his face is cold now, his gaze is cold, and everyone immediately fell silent.Even Wu Huan, who was calm and arrogant just now, turned pale.

They knew that if they offended this murderous lord, they might never be able to go back to the Hehuan Palace, let alone get the secret exercises from the lord.

The atmosphere was horrifying, Luo Zhou quietly picked up his sword, kicked the howling servant, and wiped his neck: "Shut up!"

Yan Chong took two steps forward, walked up to the trembling young man, and said in a deep voice, "Raise your head." His tone was indifferent, but at least it wasn't so cold and frightening.

Unexpectedly, the attitude he tried to control still frightened the young man so much that his legs limp. He knelt straight down as soon as his body trembled. After kneeling, he immediately raised his head and pushed his neck back desperately. I was so happy that I lost my life.

The young man didn't dare to make a sound, let alone look at the Lord. He could only close his eyes tightly and maintain this extremely uncomfortable and humiliating posture.

Yan Chongyue looked at it more and more unpleasantly, his anger rushed to his chest and was immediately suppressed, and finally turned into a light sentence: "Aren't you tired?"

Before the sound was different, there was helplessness and a trace of unknowing tenderness.

The young man was silent for a while, pinched his trembling palms, finally loosened the tension on his neck a little, opened his eyes timidly, and looked up at the noble man in front of him.

With just one look, he blushed, his throat became hoarse, and his heart and soul were confused.

The boy's appearance was cute and silly, and he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart.Yan Chongqian curled the corner of his mouth, and now he didn't want to pursue what this strange state of mind meant.

He was afraid that if he went deeper, he might miss it.

Yan Chong turned around, glanced at Wu Huan, who was embarrassed, and said coldly: "Since your palace wants to help me solve my problems, it is not easy for me to refuse. Then leave this servant and serve me some tea." Researching ink is also good."

Hearing this, Wu Huan's already blue and white face was even more ugly, and the elegance and refinement just now had been replaced by ferocious distortions, how could he be reconciled to this, and wanted to go forward to say a few words, when a long sword blocked in front of him.

It is the Left Protector Luo Zhou who has sharp eyesight and hates fairies the most.

The long sword was lying in front of him, and it was still stained with blood, which was both shocking and shocking.

Even though the disciples of Wuhuan Palace have learned some martial arts, most of them are the internal skills and minds that are charming and charming. They are not the opponents of the famous Wuya Palace reckless men.

Wu Huan is full of charms, it's useless against Zuo Hufa, whose face is as dark as the king of Hades!

Yan Chong was too lazy to continue talking nonsense with the people in Hehuan Palace, so he suddenly pulled the kneeling boy up, and just like that he pulled him into the palace gate.

After crossing the threshold, he waved his hand and said "see off" without looking back, and then hurriedly disappeared in front of everyone.

The rest of the matter was handed over to Luo Zhou. He was even more stern, and stood in front of the gate with his arms folded, as if he was a monolith, and no one could kick him.In the end, everyone in Hehuan Palace had to leave in despair.

After the meal, the evening has come, and the cicadas in the summer night are singing endlessly.

Yan Chong pinched the black chess piece with his fingertips and hung it in the air, but it still couldn't fall down.He didn't know what was wrong with him. Logically speaking, it should be fine if he rescued the young man out of compassion. How could he be so restless?

To actually want to see him again, could it be that there is something good about him?

As soon as the idea came up, the black chess fell off the fingertips and fell into the board. Coincidentally, the place where the chess fell was a dead chess that could not be retreated.

After quietly staring at the chessboard for a while, Yan Chong let out a long sigh, and then ordered the guards to call for someone: "Bring that man."

"...Ah? Who are you taking?" The guard at the door of the sleeping hall was a fat and strong man with a broad head and big ears, with a unique naive air.

Yan Chong looked at him indifferently, for some reason, this person was on duty today, so he was suddenly worried.

That's all, business matters, don't get angry.

"It's the Hehuan Palace disciple I brought back today, the disgraced young man." Yan Chong explained patiently.

"Oh, the lord said this." The fat man had an expression that I understood very well, "The subordinates know that it has spread throughout the palace, saying that the lord's iron tree is blooming."

Yan Chong looked coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, just go and bring the person here."

"Yes, my subordinates will go now, and the lord is satisfied!" The fat man was not delayed by his size, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The night candle swayed slowly with the breeze, Yan Chong tapped the table with his fingers, and once again glanced at the quiet courtyard outside the hall.

Isn't it just bringing someone here, why did it take so long?

Could it be that the boy didn't want to come?It must have scared him before, so let's go over here, just take a look and say a few words.

Yan Chong made up his mind, and then he stood up and walked out of the hall, thinking as he walked: I should have taken the initiative to go there earlier, so I don't have to wait so long here.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the threshold of the sleeping hall, stumbling figures rushed towards him.

Steadily, very precisely, she threw herself into his arms.

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Throw yourself in your arms, you're going to do something, hiss~