Yaozun is chasing me to open the screen

Shuang Jiangnian's real appearance is very beautiful, so beautiful that people can never forget it.

The moonlight fell, and the soft facial features shrouded in a hazy brilliance.The peach blossom eyes are slightly raised from the end of the eyes, and there seems to be spring waves in them, but the eyes are cold, ignorant of human love.

He is not like a human being in the world, but like a god and spirit raised by nature.

Yan Hualan didn't dare to blink, as if if she looked away for a moment, the other party would turn into sea foam and disappear.

"I seem to be dreaming... No, I was dreaming." The boy murmured blankly.

Many beautiful dreams, after waking up, I can't remember anything.

Tears rolled down the boy's eyes one after another.

Shuang Jiangnian wiped the water on his cheeks: "Why are you crying?"

Yan Hualan choked with sobs and said incoherently: "Brother would show his face to me...I really like it and I am excited, but I am afraid that this dream will soon be lost."

Shuang Jiangnian lowered her eyes: "I will not leave you."

When he lowered his eyes, a cinnabar mole appeared on his eyelids, and suddenly the spirit made of jade and snow fell back to the mortal world.

Yan Hualan smiled tearfully.

He raised his hand, gently touched the small mole, his eyes were fascinated: "You wouldn't say that outside."

The tender eyelids seemed to have been scalded, Shuang Jiangnian instinctively wanted to hide, but also remembered her promise of "not leaving", and did not back down.

Yan Hualan recalled all the memories of reincarnation in the illusion.

The heart demon and illusion should have been constructed from his own memory. It was impossible for him to know his brother's name, and it was impossible for him to see his clear face.

But this time...

He suddenly said: "You are not my dream, you are the real brother."

"What?" Shuang Jiangnian was puzzled.

Yan Hualan understood, and laughed dumbfoundedly: "My brother has come to save me again. It's my fault, why are you worrying again?"

Shuang Jiangnian blinked in confusion.

Yan Hualan smiled and hugged him in his arms.

"The only one who knows that I will encounter the demon realm is Little Skylark. How can my brother deny it this time?"

He remembered how he bullied the little skylark, how he committed suicide, how he exposed his side as a bastard tyrant... He trembled suddenly, as if the sky was about to fall, looking at the gentle brother in front of him who had lost his memory, he felt very cherished.

Shuang Jiangnian was puzzled: "What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing. Brother, just remember, I like you very much." Yan Hualan touched him guiltily, "Also... be gentle when pricking the needle."

With the intention of having a full meal before he dies, his face flushed slightly, and his hands began to behave irregularly: "It's already here, why don't you try that, my friend?"

Shuang Jiangnian's eyelashes trembled, and her eyes immediately turned cold.He flicked his fish tail and swam a few meters away, hiding half of his face under the surface of the sea, staring vigilantly at the human boy who touched his strange place.

Suddenly, he found that the boy's face was becoming transparent.

Shuang Jiangnian's pupils shrank, and he was about to pounce on the boy, but he found that he was also becoming transparent, and the whole world was also losing color.

"When the inner demon dies, the illusion will also disintegrate." Yan Hualan said with a smile, "Let's go out and see you again, brother."

At the last second when the illusion disappeared, they hugged each other tightly.

After a short period of darkness, Shuang Jiangnian woke up from her dream.

After Xuanyuan True Fire was refined, they were sent out from the underground magma.The flow of time in the two worlds is different. A year has passed in the illusion, but only an hour or so has passed outside.

There is huge vitality and spiritual energy in Xuanyuan True Fire, and the spiritual energy around Yan Hualan's body is surging, and the burned flesh and blood are being reborn with the bones attached.

Shuang Jiangnian's mind was muddled, she just felt that she had a long dream, but when she woke up, she only remembered some afterimages - and some warm emotions.

He got up and was about to treat Yan Hualan when suddenly his dantian was in severe pain, and blood gushed out of his mouth uncontrollably.

"Cough cough cough..."

He raised his brows tightly, looked inside himself, and found that his golden core had cracked a few fine lines.

Shuang Jiangnian's mind was blank.

"System, what happened in the illusion?"

——Why is his ruthless way unstable?

[Sorry host, I am not qualified to read your thoughts, including dreams, so I don't know what happened in the dream world. ]

"Exchange the medicine for stabilizing your cultivation to me."

[OK.Host, please meditate and rest. ]

After exchanging the elixir of heaven, the slowly spreading cracks on the golden core finally stopped.

But Shuang Jiangnian knew that even the elixir of heaven would cure the symptoms but not the root cause, and he had to rely on himself to stabilize his mood on the day when his achievement points were exhausted.

He remembered the day Meng Kezhi died.

Just because he was moved by emotion and broke the ruthless way, Meng Kezhi Yuanying's cultivation was wiped out in an instant.The black hair becomes white hair, the youth becomes old, the life energy is exhausted, and it turns into dust between heaven and earth in an instant.

Meng Kezhi's ruthless way was broken by Shuang Jiangnian.

Who broke Shuang Jiangnian's own ruthless way?

He groped for Yan Hualan's hand, gently held the other's fingers, trying to recall the illusion.

Shuang Jiangnian only remembered that he first met a sea monster with the face of an adult Yan Hualan, and later met a human teenager.

The lotus pond, the small boat, the pavilion in the middle of the lake, the moonlight, the wine, the storm... and the short and vague time he spent with that boy.

He pressed his heart hard.

Could it be that he forgot his body and feelings in the illusion, and he forgot that he was cultivating the ruthless way, so he...was moved by Yan Hualan?

After guessing this answer, Shuang Jiangnian felt his soul tremble, and there was another dull pain in his dantian.

A hand was placed on his shoulder, and the cold and mysterious aura entered his body, clearing his chaotic mind.

"Peace."

It was the national teacher who helped him stabilize his mood.

Shuang Jiangnian silently recited the heart mantra of Taishang Wangqing, hiding those newborn warmth into the deeper ice sea.

That's right, he must not let any foreign objects shake his cultivation.

Once you have cultivated the path of ruthlessness, you can no longer modify other mental methods.Even if he has the help of the system and the way of heaven, he can break the elixir and rebuild it, but not to mention the nine deaths, rebuilding it to the golden elixir and having enough lifespan is not something that can be accomplished overnight.

He could afford to wait, but the sharks trapped in the cage couldn't.

Seeing that his mood had returned to calm, the national teacher stretched out his hand, trying to help him get up.

Shuang Jiangnian ignored the hand, stood up by himself, and bowed to the national teacher: "Thank you for your help, the national teacher. But I still say the same thing - I will never let anyone hurt Yan Hualan."

After finishing speaking, he sat down cross-legged again to heal Yan Hualan's wounds.

The national teacher also sat cross-legged, releasing pure healing aura.

Shuang Jiangnian was wary of him in every possible way, but the strange thing was that the national teacher said that he wanted to kill Yan Hualan, but all he had done so far was to help them.

Under the healing techniques of the two, Yan Hualan finally transformed from a pile of skeletons into a human being.

Huge aura gathered in his dantian, and Lei Jie, who had been promoted to the stage of transforming gods, began to condense in the sky above.

Prime Minister Bai He and Yu Hui also woke up leisurely.

"This is...the aura of Xuanyuan True Fire, Your Majesty has succeeded!" The old man burst into tears, and raised his hands as old as dead branches, "The sky has eyes, Your Majesty Phoenix, your child is really a born demon king!"

Shuang Jiangnian received the healing technique, and his mind relaxed, the internal injury caused by the shattering of the golden core before immediately counterattacked, his eyes were dark, and he was about to collapse.

Someone caught him and picked him up.

It's not Yan Hualan, but the national teacher.

But Shuang Jiangnian really didn't have the strength to refuse.

At the same time, Yan Hualan slowly opened his eyes.

There was still a happy smile at the last moment of the illusion on his face, and there was a bit of the carefree vigor of his youth in his brows and eyes.

Yuhui laughed through his tears, and couldn't help teasing: "The minister waited anxiously outside, but His Majesty had a sweet dream. Did you dream about the princess? So happy."

"Yes." Yan Hualan said with a smile.

Yuhui was curious: "What did His Majesty and Wangfei do in their dreams?"

After asking, he was surprised to find that a tear was sliding down the corner of Yan Hualan's eye.

"I forgot." Yan Hualan smiled and wept.

It was a dream after all, he only remembered that he had a happy life, maybe he knew his brother's name, maybe he saw his brother's face, or maybe... his brother was holding a baby in one hand and calling him "husband" tenderly?

"Hahaha." Yan Hualan was amused by his own imagination.

Although it was a pity, he was not attached to that illusion.After all, those beautiful illusions will become their real life in the future, won't they?

He stood up, and the aura turned into a shawl woven by Cui Yu.

"Your Majesty, this is..." Yu Hui hesitated.

Yan Hualan's eyes were full of fighting spirit: "Fight against Xin Yi."

Bai He hurriedly persuaded: "Your Majesty, it is important to be promoted to Yaozun. After a month, your Majesty will recover from his injuries, and it will not be too late to seize the throne."

"But I can't wait any longer." Yan Hualan smiled slightly, "I can't disappoint my brother's kindness to me."

The elder brother ventured into the illusion of his inner demons to help him get rid of his inner demons early and meet the battle in time.

Where is my brother?How come I haven't seen that little skylark since just now?

Yan Hualan looked around, but saw Shuang Jiangnian lying weakly in the arms of the national teacher, far away from here.

Yan Hualan came to them in an instant, and frowned: "He is..."

"The remaining poison is not clear." The national teacher made an excuse.

Yan Hualan reached out to hug his brother.

The national teacher raised his sleeve to block it: "Your Majesty, please go to face General Xin Yi. I will definitely heal him and wait for Your Majesty to return in triumph."

Yan Hualan smiled, and asked Shuang Jiangnian directly, "Who do you want to follow?"

Shuang Jiangnian naturally didn't want to be with this mysterious and unpredictable national teacher, but he was even more afraid that he would drag Yan Hualan down.

So he froze and didn't make a sound.

"I see." Yan Hualan said.

Shuang Jiangnian thought that the other party would leave, but in the next second, Yan Hualan was picked up and held in his arms.

The thundercloud that crossed the catastrophe had already solidified, and Wu Qing almost dripped ink.After the ninety-nine sky thunder was brewing, the first sky thunder crashed down.

Yan Hualan raised his hand, and Qing Jue flew towards him from afar. Before opening his fan, he easily blocked the first thunder with only the bones of his fan.

"What about Xin Yi, and what about Lei Jie?" He raised his head and squinted at the national teacher, "I can fight, and I can also protect him. There is no need for unrelated people to worry about me."

After that, he hugged Shuang Jiangnian, set foot on Qingjue, and flew to the cliff valley by the wind.

Lei Yun followed closely behind him.

"Can you change back into a monster?" Yan Hualan gently stroked the back of the boy's head.

Shuang Jiangnian nodded, turned into a little skylark, and hid it in Yan Hua's sleeve.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you." Yan Hualan grinned, "I'll take you to experience the battle of the Yaozun up close."

Cliff Valley.

Hundreds of big monsters waited eagerly outside the valley, not to observe this suspenseless fight, but to witness the moment when the old king was dragged off the throne and the new king ascended the throne.

Xin Yi has been waiting here for two hours, but the other side of the fight has not arrived yet.

Unavoidably, some demons doubted: "Couldn't it be because of timidity, they escaped before the battle."

Some sighed: "It's a pity that I have this Phoenix blood."

In the valley, Xin Yi held the golden branch of the hibiscus tree in his mouth, and climbed between the straight up and down cliffs, with the tiger's claws deeply embedded in the rock.

She firmly believes that Yan Hualan will definitely come as promised, the only thing that confident young demon king possesses is courage.

Maybe Yan Hualan still has extraordinary talent, but that talent was not used well by the master, but molded in laziness and blind arrogance.

Xin Yi thought, maybe this time she gave him a blow to the head and could wake up the sleeping phoenix.After Yan Hualan became mature and strong, for the sake of the late king, she would not mind returning the throne to him.

Thunderclouds rose in the distance.

Xin Yi sneered: "Thunderstorm? God help me."

Then she realized something was wrong - it was Jiujiu Tianlei!

The demons in the audience also found Tianlei, and they all rejoiced.

"Today, our family has another Yaozun, and the new king is enthroned. It's really a double blessing!"

Xin Yi didn't show any joy, and the cat's pupils shrank into a vertical line.

"It's Yan Hualan." She murmured in disbelief.

Finally, under the attention of all the people, the figure of the man who crossed the catastrophe appeared in the cliff valley.

Yan Hualan stepped on Qingjue, and came swiftly, with the afterimage of thunder wrapped around his body.

All the monsters were dumbfounded, as if swallowing a stone, unable to speak a word.

The one who was promoted to the Demon Sovereign turned out to be the young Phoenix son who they hated iron and scorned in every possible way!

"Keep everyone waiting for a long time." Yan Hualan said with a smile, "I know that my lovers miss me very much, but there is no need to stare at me with such enthusiasm, right? If this continues, my princess will be jealous. "

He had a smile on his face, but the first few demon kings who followed Xin Yi's plan to rebel felt murderous aura rushing towards their faces, and they couldn't even move a step.

Yan Hualan flew to the sky above the monsters, and the thunder cloud followed closely. The Ninety-Nine Heavens Thunder attacked all creatures below the thunder cloud without distinction, regardless of whether they accidentally injured or not.

Many monster clans were struck by lightning, grinned and fled one after another.

Yan Hualan was like an eagle catching chicks, chasing after the most rebellious monsters.

"What are you doing so fast if you don't worship the King of Ten Thousand Monsters? I can't control this thunder."

The monsters knelt down on the ground tremblingly: "Kowtow to Your Majesty."

Headed by them, in the cliff valley, all the demon cultivators fell to their knees one after another, shouting their words tremblingly.

They were convinced - a strong demon king was worthy of their respect and submission. No matter what the outcome of today's fight was, Yan Hualan's strength had been recognized by them.

Yan Hualan smiled: "That's right."

It just so happened that a thick thunderbolt fell, and in the thunderous thunder, despair appeared in Yaojun's eyes, thinking that he was bound to die.

But Yan Hualan stretched out a palm, grabbed the thunder with ease, and threw it into the cliff valley with his backhand.

Xin Yi staggered to avoid the thunder, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the huge crack dug by the thunder that day.

"Xin Yi, come on."

In an instant, Yan Hualan floated in front of her.

"According to the rules of the golden branch, if I lose, I will give up the throne; if you lose, you will lose your life."

"However, since it was agreed before that I would be lenient with you...so the rule has been changed to 'If you lose, I will give you one request', which is not too much."

His eyebrows and eyes are very similar to the previous generation of Phoenix, but there is more arrogance and arrogance in his eyes that Phoenix does not have.

Seeing it in Xin Yi's eyes, he felt mixed feelings.

"Okay!" She transformed into a black tiger and laughed boldly, "Come and fight!"

The fighting technique under the thundercloud is on the verge of breaking out.

Shuang Jiangnian hid in Yan Hua's sleeve, although it could not be said to be comfortable, but as promised by the other party, she was unharmed.

Yan Hualan, the protagonist who once died in the book, gradually made Shuang Jiangnian feel strange.

In the book, Yan Chen would kill anyone who disliked him even the slightest bit of displeasure. If anyone dared to disobey him, he would be severely tortured.

It was the same with the demon boy that Shuang Jiangnian first met in the secret realm. He killed people to vent his anger at will, and took cannibalism as a matter of course.

But now Yan Hualan has changed a lot.

Yan Hualan knew that there was a monster who betrayed him, but he only punished him lightly and did not kill him.

The desire to kill and hostility were controlled under reason, and he was no longer a child holding a butcher knife, but gradually became a mature person.

After the Heart Demon Illusion, Yan Hualan's blackening value was steadily controlled below [15], which was the lowest value ever.

What kind of demon did he defeat?

Shuang Jiangnian thought of the sea monster he met when he entered the illusion.

Yan Hualan is afraid of water, the sea monster is a symbol of the power of the sea, and nine out of ten the sea monster is his demon.

But it doesn't make sense, why does the heart demon have Yan Hualan's face?

Full of doubts.

The scalding liquid fell on the wings, and Shuang Jiangnian looked up, and saw blood gushing from Yan Hualan's arms.

I saw that the Cliff Valley had been turned into a piece of scorched earth under the thunder. Xin Yi fell among the rocks and struggled a few times, but because of his broken hind leg, he couldn't get up.

And Yan Hualan was still standing.

"I won." Yan Hualan laughed hoarsely.

However, the thunder disaster is not over yet.

There are a total of 81 sky thunders in the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation, each of which is stronger than the last. Now the first 80 thunders have fallen, and the final No.[-] sky thunder is in the making.

The sky thunder seemed to have sucked up all the colors between the sky and the earth, flying sand and rocks, and the eyes were dark, leaving only the glare of lightning in the dark clouds.

Yan Hualan released the little skylark.

Under the thundercloud, his long hair fluttered, his naked body was bleeding profusely, only his eyes were as clear as before, reflecting the sparkling electric light.

Shuang Jiangnian suddenly realized that Yan Hualan's whole body was covered with scars, only the left arm where Little Skylark was hiding was well protected, even the sleeves were intact.

"Go, I won't be able to protect you next time." Yan Hualan lowered his head to look at his brother, and smiled with two white canine teeth, "The next one will be borne by me alone."

Shuang Jiangnian jumped up and squatted firmly on Yan Hualan's shoulder: "I don't need your protection."

Yan Hualan stared at him sideways for a moment, with a hint of deep tenderness in his eyes.

They faced the last thunder together.

Shuang Jiangnian made a decision.

If it doesn't work, just use the Boundary Sand obtained from his alchemy. The Boundary Sand can store any items, and it can also absorb sky thunder.

The vest fell off, at worst he would change the vest again.

With a mighty force, the thunder broke through the heavens and the earth, and crashed towards them.

Under the heavy pressure, Yan Hualan let out his tail feathers, feathers grew on the side of his neck, and his face became even more bewitching, almost being forced out of his demon body.

The bones of Qingjue's fan creaked unbearably, and the surface of the fan shattered one after another.

The Qing Jue is damaged, if Yan Hualan catches the thunder with his body, he will definitely die or be injured!

The Condensed Sands of the Shuangjiang Year are ready to go.

At this critical moment, Lei Ting was controlled by some unknown force, and suddenly deviated three feet to the side.

It was within these three feet that Tianlei and Yan Hualan passed by, and bombarded heavily on the cliff beside him.

Smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the sound of the mountain collapsing was deafening.

After the dust settled, the dark clouds slowly receded, and there was an unfathomable gully on the cliff, which was as wide as ten people.

Not far away, Xin Yi fell to the ground with a "bang", his face pale with exhausted spiritual energy.

At the last moment, it was Xin Yi who controlled Tianlei and helped them.

Seeing Yan Hualan's surprised eyes, Xin Yi sneered and said, "Don't think I'm flattering you. If you slack off a bit, I will..."

Before she finished speaking, she passed out from exhaustion.

Yan Hualan blinked.

Ninety-nine days of thunder had passed, and his bloody body quickly returned to its original state. The Nascent Soul in his dantian was covered with a layer of golden light.

"Have you decided on your title?" Shuang Jiangnian asked him.

Hearing this, complex meanings flashed in Yan Hualan's eyes.

He stared at Lark, speaking in a low voice.

"—The Peacock Demon Venerable."

Shuang Jiangnian had a meal.

In the plot of the original book, the honorary title of "Peacock" was originally named after the Qilin Immortal Venerable, and now Yan Hualan should not know the word "Peacock".

The only time he came into contact with the word "peacock" should have been in the secret realm a year ago.

At that time, Shuang Jiangnian told him to beware of the future demon king, Peacock Demon Zun Yan Chen, lest he be skinned.

This is a coincidence?Is it fated?

Or...Yan Hualan already knew that he was the Yan Chen he was talking about, so he used the name Peacock Demon Lord?

The blood in Shuang Jiangnian's body was cold.

What will the other party think?

Yan Hualan didn't say anything, just rubbed his bird's head with his fingertips.

"——Congratulations to Your Majesty on being promoted to the Demon Lord!" Prime Minister Bai He knelt down on the edge of the cliff and sang congratulations loudly.

All the monsters reacted from the successive changes, and shouted in unison: "The Peacock Demon Lord!" "Your Majesty!" "The King of Ten Thousand Monsters!"

Yan Hualan looked up to the sky and sang, the clear phoenix sang resounded through the cliff valley, and the cheers of all the monsters became louder and louder.

Before this battle, he was just an empty air in name only.

After this battle, he has become the well-deserved king in the hearts of the Yaozu.

Yan Hualan fell in front of the unconscious Xin Yi.

He said condescendingly: "Do you think that the deity will accept your love and you will be spared? Wrong, you still have to pay back what you owe me."

The voices of the excited demons gradually fell.

Winner and loser, Xin Yi rebelled first, and nine deaths are not too much.Even if the demon king promises not to take her life, it is only natural to abolish her cultivation base and siblings.

It's just a pity that from now on, the Yaozu will lose another Yaozun.

Yan Hualan looked down at her: "Xin Yi, you have to pay a heavy price for provoking this deity."

Several big monsters of the tiger clan had already landed beside Xin Yi, kneeling on the ground.Facing this young and powerful His Majesty, they didn't even dare to intercede for the patriarch.

But he heard the voice of the demon king above his head with a smile: "How do you want to punish her?"

The big monster of the tiger clan raised his head in surprise, and saw Yan Hualan lowering his eyes gently, asking softly about the little skylark in his hand.

Shuang Jiangnian was also taken aback for a moment.

The big thing in the battle for the throne, ask him what to do?

Yan Hualan leaned over and whispered: "Forgot? She hurt your wings, I promised to beat you back. Now you have a chance to get revenge, you can pluck her tiger feathers and make a bird's nest." !"

Shuang Jiangnian: "..."

He himself had forgotten about it, but the narrow-minded peacock still held grudges for him?

He was afraid that Yan Hualan would come up with even more outrageous punishment measures, so he said: "Then pull out her three tiger whiskers."

In any case, Xin Yi is a minister of the Yaozu, and has no intention of killing Yan Hualan.

"Okay." Yan Hualan clapped his palms and smiled, and announced to the group of demons in a loud voice: "When General Xin Yi's injury improves, I will run around the Demon King's Palace three times while apologizing with Little Skylark on my head!"

Shuang Jiangnian's eyes widened.

Wait, isn't that what you said just now?

As soon as he imagined himself squatting on the tiger's head and being pointed at by the crowd, he suffocated for a while.

Why does Yan Hualan have new tricks to kill him every day? ?

Shuang Jiangnian didn't dare to look at him anymore, the monsters of the Tiger Clan would stare at him with such hatred.

But I saw all the monsters of the Tiger clan scrambling for the ground with their heads, tears streaming down their faces:

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!"

"The Lark Demon Bodhisattva has a heart that I, the Tiger Clan, will never forget!!"

They all jumped up and down as if tens of billions of spiritual stones had fallen from the sky, and looked at Little Skylark as if they were worshiping Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Shuang Jiangnian: ...It's numb.

On the cliff, praises of the Demon King's generosity and kindness sounded one after another.

The demon cultivators have a premonition that their majesty will become a demon king who loves the people like a son, just like the former king Fenghuang.

Only Yan Hualan looked at the dazed little Yunque with a smile.

Look, he took the completely opposite path to Yan Chen.

By doing this, my brother will definitely let go of his fear of Yan Chen and become more fond of him.

In the middle of the night, after the celebration banquet was over, Yan Hualan returned to the bedroom.

The water purification bottle containing Meng Kezhi's remnant soul did not move at all. Obviously, my brother did not secretly touch the water purification bottle while he was away.

...That's right, he already told Little Skylark that the water purification bottle was a trap, how could brother touch it?

Yan Hualan was about to cry because of her stupidity.

But he has a new plan - drinking.

He picked up the nectar and jade liquid that he had prepared a long time ago, and brought it to Shuang Jiangnian with joy.

"Today, the deity returned to Xinyi with a big victory, and all the monsters were partying all night. As the deity's valet, shouldn't you show something?"

Shuang Jiangnian pretended to be ignorant: "What does your Majesty mean?"

Yan Hualan smiled and said, "Have a drink to represent your sincerity."

He deliberately asked for a pot of special fine wine, even if it is a huge monster, a cup can make people unconscious.

Brother is not drunk for a thousand cups, if this hardened little skylark can also not be drunk, it can be used as a definite reason for taking off his vest;

If Little Skylark is drunk—whether he's really drunk or pretending to be drunk, as long as he loses his ability to resist, wouldn't he just let him squeeze him into a ball?

When the time comes, he can knead the mere Skylark's small breasts as he wants. Wouldn't it be easy to find out Peacock Ling's reaction?

Thinking of this, Yan Hualan deeply felt that he was the smartest monster in the world, and his smile became even more sinister.

Frost Crimson Year: ...

Through the white gauze, he glanced at Yan Hualan, who was full of intrigues, and then at the mellow wine.

Will he take the wine, or not?