Fall in love with a dead enemy [rebirth]

The bright moon hangs high, and Qinghui dispels the clouds and mists, spreading thousands of miles away.

Su Youfu drank a few glasses of sake, his porcelain fair skin flushed with blush.

Jiu Zhuang is cowardly, the more Su Youfu gets along with ghosts, the more he feels that ghosts are somewhat familiar, so he uses the power of alcohol to wander around the celebration banquet, hoping to see ghosts.

The celebration banquet was divided into two sides. The Taoists sat together, and the demons sat together. The ghosts had been with the demon for 60 years.

But Su Youfu searched for a long time, but he didn't see a ghost.

The subordinates of Chili Demon Lord all know that Demon Lord has such a human cousin. Occasionally, a demon tribe has drunk too much alcohol and sees Su Youfu walking by, and wants to kiss Fangze. face woke up.

This one can't be messed with!

So he quietly moved back to his seat, pretending that nothing happened.

The celebration banquet was too noisy, and the smell of alcohol was too high. Su Youfu was so dizzy and dizzy, his steps were a little unsteady, and he didn't know where he had gone.

His wrist was grabbed, and he pulled violently, the dizzy Su Youfu fell backwards, and crashed into an embrace that smelled like wine and blood.

"It's a fair and clean human girl." Along with the laughter, a rough voice came from above, "It's been a long time since I met a human female cultivator. Serve me well tonight, and I won't kill you!"

Su Youfu was so drunk that he didn't understand what happened. He was so drunk by the stench that he retched while struggling.

The demon clan was irritated by Su Youfu's appearance. With a push, Su Youfu fell on the table uncontrollably, and exclaimed very lightly.

She lowered her head, her thick cloud-like hair cast a shadow, covering her face, her almond eyes were hazy after drunkenness, and the water was faint.

The demons were cursing, they seemed to regard the Jiuyou Palace celebration banquet as their own territory, and they didn't know how to restrain themselves.

Such movements attracted a lot of attention.

After a glance, most of the demons looked away indifferently, only a few showed hesitation.

"Why is this female cultivator so familiar?"

"I also feel familiar... Hiss, it seems that there is only one human female cultivator in Jiuyou Palace, and that belongs to the Demon Lord..."

"Then is he crazy?"

"Hey, the little city lord who can't stand on the stage, how does he know this?"

Amidst the noisy voices, the mist in Su Youfu's eyes gradually dissipated, becoming distant and peaceful, and in the deepest part was the indifference left by countless years.

The Mozu scolded Su Youfu for a long time but it didn't work, seeing that Su Youfu was still "dead", he slapped him.

Before the strong wind hit his face, the demon's arm was tied.

The Mozu looked up and saw a gentle and delicate face, under the shadow of the lights, his brows and eyes were a little more gloomy.

"Mr. sprites and sprites!"

Meng Changfang bent the corners of her lips coolly: "You don't want this arm anymore?"

With a somewhat bookish smile unfolding, there was a "crack", and the entire arm was broken off.

The Mozu let out a scream and regained consciousness a lot. He didn't dare to make trouble in front of Mr. Monster, so he could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger: "I didn't know this was Mr. Monster's person, I offended you."

The indifference in Su Youfu's eyes faded away without leaving any traces, and he was still dazed after being drunk.

Meng Changfang's smile remained unchanged: "You touched your other arm too."

After saying that, he twisted off the other arm of the Demon Race without changing his face.

The demon stood up and backed away, his eyes flickered with fear, and he left a sentence saying "you are cruel", then turned and left.

Meng Changfang's icy voice sounded from behind him: "I almost forgot, you just pulled Senior Sister Su into your arms and touched your whole body..."

The demons fled in panic.

Meng Changfang ordered: "Clean it up!"

The demon clan let out a scream and was dragged away by the guards.

Meng Changfang turned around, immediately put on a concerned expression, carefully helped Su Youfu up, and said courteously: "Senior Sister Su, where did you fall? Don't be afraid, I am Meng Changfang, I used to follow the demon king when I was in the academy." The little fat man behind you, you know me."

"...Where is the little fat man, he is obviously a big fat man who hates people."

"..."

Meng Changfang was embarrassed for a moment. He knew that his body was fat, but he didn't expect this impression in Senior Sister Su's mind.

Su Youfu supported his forehead, his voice was soft and low: "Dizzy..."

Meng Changfang looked around and felt that Su Youfu was not suitable to stay in this kind of place, so he said, "Boss is not at the banquet right now, Senior Sister Su, shall I take you back?"

On the way to help Su Youfu back to the room, Meng Changfang took the opportunity to get close: "Senior Sister Su, you are my own senior sister. For the sake of our former classmates and me helping you so much, why don't you tell the boss something nice about me?"

"I don't ask too much, as long as you say a few good words and tell the boss not to tie me back and give it to Xiao Shizi."

"Boss is in such a pit, I can't stay in this demon world..."

After a lot of coaxing, after finally getting the word "good" from Su Youfu's mouth, Meng Changfang closed the door and left contentedly.

The window lattice was half opened, and the cool wind poured into the house from the corridor, dispelling the dullness in the bedroom.

Su Youfu lay on the bed, sleeping peacefully.

After being blown by the wind for a long time, she was a little cold, so she propped herself up to close the window lattice, lit another oil lamp, and hugged her legs on the bed in a daze.

After a while, she noticed something and took something out of the storage bag.

This is a washbasin-sized egg, and the eggshell is as bright as silver under the light.

At this time, the egg was wobbly and very restless.

Su Youfu doesn't remember when she picked up such an egg, but she has been very lucky since she was a child, and she often stumbled into some secret cave by mistake, and then got a bunch of rare treasures and left unharmed.

...Maybe this was brought out by a secret realm of hers?

And the reason why Su Youfu noticed this spiritual egg was because the little thing inside the spiritual egg was very "strong", and it seemed that it was about to break out of its shell, and it often made some movements.

"Little guy." Su Youfu said to himself, "What kind of spirit beast are you?"

The spirit egg continued to shake.

Su Youfu looked at it for a while, then decided to put the spirit egg back into the storage bag and continue to sleep.

Before reaching out his hand, he heard a scratch, and there was a crack in the spiritual egg.Su Youfu was startled, at first he thought he had bumped into something, but after turning his brain around, he realized that the spirit beast was about to break out of its shell!

Su Youfu looked at the spirit egg expectantly, his almond eyes sparkled.

There were more and more cracks, gradually covering the entire eggshell. With a "bang", the broken eggshell fell on the brocade quilt, and then, a white and tender lotus root arm was exposed.

The five fingers are small, and the arms are chubby, like the arms of a baby...

Supporting the eggshell, Su Youfu's eyes were exposed with fluff like stars and moonlight, followed by a face sculpted in powder - this is clearly a child of two or three years old!

Su Youfu covered his mouth and let out a small exclamation.

The little baby was wearing a small snow-clothed gold cannon, with extremely long silver hair covering the whole body, with silver-white dragon scales growing at the corners of the eyes, two small horns growing on the forehead, and a tail covered with silver scales trailing behind. .

After crawling out of the eggshell, he sat on the quilt and looked at Su Youfu quietly. There was a smile on the corner of his pink and tender lips. Against the backdrop of this face, he looked cute and well-behaved.

Su Youfu has always liked cute things, his hairpin is in the shape of candied haws, and his spiritual pet before was a yellow fluffy little chubby chirp.

Seeing that the baby was so cute, the first reaction was not to marvel at the spirit beast that could transform into a human form as soon as it broke its shell, but to lightly poke the baby's cheek with his finger.

It's soft, warm, and tender...

Su Youfu's heart went numb, and he put his hands under the baby's armpit, lifted it up, and hugged it to his lap.

The little baby blinked.

Then I heard Su Youfu say happily: "Hey, call me mother~"

"..."

The smile on the corner of the baby's lips stagnated.

After a while, the little baby said in a milky voice: "Little girl, I am much older than you."

"Ah! The sound is nice too!"

Su Youfu was very motherly, and leaned over to rub the baby's white and tender cheeks with his cheek, his voice was extremely soft: "Hey, are you hungry? What do you want to eat? Spiritual milk? Spiritual fruit?"

"..."

Chang Cang, who was resting on the Jiuyou Palace, suddenly opened his eyes, a pair of majestic dragon pupils looked down from top to bottom, his nose retracted, as if he was sniffing something.

He smelled a scent of his own race, which was very faint, and was quickly covered by the smell of wine and blood, like an illusion.

But Zhenlong's keen intuition told him that there are his fellow clansmen in Jiuyou Palace!

After sniffing for a long time, nothing could be smelled. The long green sky soared into the sky, flying low and pressing down on the palace, not letting go of any unusual smell.

This kind of movement disturbed the demons who were drinking and having fun at the celebration banquet, and also disturbed Zhong Ying and the two in the bedroom.

The wind from Yinglong's sliding squeezed in through the gaps in the window sills, blowing the black hair on the back of his head. Shouting to the sky: "Uncle San, what are you doing?"

Unexpectedly, being crushed by Zhong Ying, Jun also asked, "Third Uncle, what are you looking for?"

Chang Cang stopped on the pavilion opposite the bedroom, supported the pavilion with his paws, and said, "Little nephew, I smell the breath of my fellow clan."

"Same clan?" Zhong Ying's eyes twitched slightly, "You mean the ancient true dragon clan? It's in Jiuyou Palace?"

Chang Cang nodded: "Yeah."

Zhong Ying's eyebrows twitched, and he and Jun looked at each other unexpectedly.

Chang Cang simply looked down on dragons, dragon turtles and other existences with the blood of the dragon clan. The only ones who could match the "families" he called were ancient true dragons.

If there is a real dragon hidden in the Jiuyou Palace...it will not be easy.

Zhong Ying thought for a while, then said: "Third Uncle, you can continue to look for it, I will inform Bai Li and the others to help you look for it."

"it is good."

Chang Cang shook his wings and bypassed the bedroom.

Zhong Ying took out a piece of jade slip from his bosom. When facing the third uncle, he was patient enough, but when facing Bai Li, his tone was not so good: "Bai Li, my third uncle has sensed the aura of the same clan. Go all over Jiuyou Palace and look for real dragons or something."

"Remember!" Zhong Ying emphasized, "Don't come to my bedroom."

After saying that, without waiting for Bai Li to answer, she threw the jade slip aside.

Can he speak well?

He played tricks, tricked, shameless, finally overthrew Jun Buyi once, and when he was about to flirt with his sweetheart, he was interrupted by his third uncle!

Is he easy?

Jun Buyi was leaning against the bedpost, his clothes were half uncovered, his outer robe slipped off one shoulder, his long, raven-colored hair spread out, with slightly curly tails, wrapped around his fair chest.

Her hair is like black ink, her skin is as white as jade, and black and white are particularly distinct.

Zhong Ying's eyes were glued to the top and couldn't get down.

Jun Buyi tugged at his robe and whispered, "Should we continue?"

continue!Of course I want to continue!

But halfway through, what should the third uncle do if he can't find his fellow clan and breaks in directly?

Zhong Ying forcibly looked away, and said viciously: "No!"

Jun Buyi lowered his eyes and couldn't help chuckling.