Fall in love with a dead enemy [rebirth]

Zhong Yingyi is not used to paying much attention to appearance, but he can still distinguish between basic beauty and ugliness.

In this whole life, Jun Buyi has always covered his face with a mask, Zhong Ying has indeed never seen his real face, but Zhong Ying has always seen his face in his previous life.

It can even be said that when the two really met for the first time, Zhong Ying felt that Jun Buyisheng was pleasing to the eye, and asked him to play a few ditties for him, so they had a little intersection.

Therefore, if you don't mean to say that you are ugly, Zhong Ying is 1 people who don't believe it.

After all, on the Tianzi beauty list, Lian Zhongjun has always been firmly ranked first, and has never wavered.

His tolerance is as famous as his strength, which is beyond compare.

But it really made Zhong Ying recall how good-looking Jun Buyi's eyebrows and eyes were, but Zhong Ying didn't quite remember.Lianzhong-jun is too imposing, like heavy snow in mid-winter, when outsiders see him, they are usually captured by his charm and strength, but rarely pay attention to how delicate his eyebrows and eyes are.

Although Zhong Ying has fought with him for hundreds of years, one is in the demon world and the other is in the cultivation world, so it is difficult to meet each other. In the rare meetings, Jun Buyi is a little colder than usual.

Compared with his appearance, what excites Zhong Ying more is the killing intent rising from Lian Zhongjun's body.

Afterwards, the Demon Lord and the Immortal Lord fought in darkness.

Zhong Ying had heard an interesting rumor about Mr. Lian Zhong.

It is said that Mr. Lianzhong is number one on the list of beauties in the sky. Before that, Fu Xiaoxiang, the saint of Zhongzhou, was at the top of the list of beauties, but Jun Buyi's name had never appeared on the list of beauties.

Fu Xiaoxiang met Lord Lianzhong when he was a teenager, and he had a secret heart, and he has been following him silently ever since.Where Lord Lianzhong appeared, this peerless beauty with great strength, respected status, and an older brother as a backer would follow closely.

After following for hundreds of years like this, he never caused trouble for Mr. Lianzhong, and never expressed his feelings.

It seemed that just standing silently behind him was enough.

I don't know how many people are envious of Jun Buyi's beautiful blessings, and are indignant about it, including Zhong Ying himself.The side of Zhong Ying was always empty, and the girl from a good family ran away when she saw him. Thinking about the fact that there were red sleeves around her arch-rival, she felt that she was being compared.

It's just that this Lord Lianzhong really doesn't understand the style, and he never formed a Taoist couple with the beautiful woman.

Once, Lord Lianzhong and Saintess of Zhongzhou appeared at the same time.

Curious teenagers and girls gathered together to watch. They wanted to see how stunning the saintess of Zhongzhou was, but they saw Mr. Lianzhong approaching slowly.

Standing among the crowd, Fu Xiaoxiang was already a celestial being, but when he and Jun Buyi were standing on the altar at the same time, he lost some color for no reason.

Jun Buyi just cast a blank glance and said "quiet", and the chattering teenagers all lowered their heads, not daring to vent their breath.

The next day, Lian Zhongjun's name was listed on the Tianzi Beauty List.

It didn't take long for Fu Xiaoxiang to be suppressed.

So far, the monks in Kyushu don't know whether to envy Jun Unyi for having a beautiful woman accompanying him silently, or to envy Fu Xiaoxiang for being able to appear by Jun Unyi's side in an open and honest manner.

These Kyushu rumors were a bit illusory to the Demon Lord, but it was his group of indescribable subordinates who really made Zhong Ying realize how beautiful Jun Buyi was.

After Zhong Ying ascended to the position of Demon Lord, he naturally wanted to reward the heroes, so he set up a banquet for them to enjoy themselves.

He was in a very good mood, so naturally he would not restrain his subordinates, so his subordinates drank more and more, became more and more disrespectful, and finally launched a drunken madness.

Some people cried out in grief, some violently smashed things up, and some even hit their heads with blood.

Zhong Ying sat on the throne, crossed his legs, pinched the wine bottle with his fingertips, occasionally had a drink, leisurely watched his subordinates go crazy, and even laughed out loud when he saw something interesting.

As long as they don't hit him on the head, Zhong Yingle will go crazy watching them lose face.

Even if the alarm came in front of Zhong Ying, it didn't matter, the devil usually kicked back like a takraw ball, or knocked people down with a wine jar.

The muddy red wine jar was shattered into slag, and the drunken men were also smashed and dizzy.

Zhong Ying never worried about making his subordinates stupid. After all, each of them has deep cultivation, rough skin and thick flesh, and they can't die even if they poke a few holes.

The self-proclaimed "No Playboys" Mr. Yaoyao and Mr. Meimei are particularly eye-catching among a group of drunken demons.

The two toasted and exchanged glasses, you come and go, your face flushed while drinking, your brows and eyes are romantic, like a handsome young man who has strayed into a demon.It's just that what the two of them were talking about was not poetry and songs, but the beautiful breasts and willow waists.

Mr. Meng Changfang prefers girls, while Mr. Mi Mei prefers men, but this does not prevent the two from admiring beauty.

The two talked eloquently, from the beauties in the devil world to the beauties in the human world in Kyushu, and they almost picked out the beauties from ancient times to the present. Zhong Ying was amazed.

As it was said, Jun Meijun suddenly hugged the wine jar and burst into tears, which shocked Meng Changfang, and hurriedly asked the reason.

Jun Meijun sighed sadly: "Unfortunately, the beauty I like the most in the world today is not in the Demon Realm, but in Kyushu, even if I want to take a sneak peek."

"Oh... who is it?"

Jun Meijun said quietly: "Immortal Way No. 1, don't you think so."

Zhong Ying was drinking at the time, so he spit it out in one gulp, covered his lips and coughed a few times, almost stunned by the lust of his subordinates.

Meng Changfang was also puzzled: "I'm afraid you want to be photographed by Lian Zhongjun."

"Ah, you don't understand." Jun Mei waved his hand and drank wine to the moon, "I just ask for the Lord of Water Lilies."

"Sleep?" Meng Changfang sneered, "I still think it's more realistic for you to be beheaded and crushed by him."

"Go, go, don't disturb my daydream, am I just thinking about it?"

"..."

After waking up, no one mentioned this matter.

Zhong Ying curiously asked Jun Meijun: "Didn't you want Lord Water Lily? How about I send you to Kyushu?"

"Wh-what?!" Mi-Jun's tongue was big and his face was pale, "Mo-Jun, this subordinate is loyal, don't let me go to die."

"Then what you said earlier..."

"Isn't this wine strong and cowardly, after drinking it, I'll be bragging with Changfang?"

"Oh."

But I beg a Water Lily Lord...

Zhong Ying chewed these seven words in his heart, and his gaze fell on Jun Buyi's mask, full of suspicion.

"The rule that the royal family of the Chongming Kingdom must wear masks when going out was an order issued by the emperor himself in the year I was born." Jun Buyi's voice was the elegance of a young man. Yes, just because of me."

Touching the lines on the mask with his fingers, for a moment, Zhong Ying thought he would take off the mask, but in the end he didn't.

He just looked at Zhong Ying indifferently, with slightly parted lips: "Since I was born, I have been the prince of Chongming Kingdom. There must be no stains on me, including my appearance. There must be no rumors about "the prince is born ugly" in Chongming. So I wear a mask on all occasions."

"..."

"After my father issued this order, my six brothers and sisters all wore masks. When I appeared in front of the people of Chongming Kingdom wearing a mask, they had already become accustomed to it."

Zhong Ying blinked, although he still didn't believe that "Lord Lianzhong" was ugly, his doubts about Jun Buyi faded a little.

Eye to eye, talk frankly.

Zhong Ying saw some rippling mood swings and cotton-like bitterness from Jun Buyi's blue and ink-like eyes, which were revealed inadvertently.

Unexpectedly, I really feel that I am ugly, not a lie told by Zhong Ying...

"Besides that, the emperor gave this order probably because he was afraid that I would be embarrassed when I was away from home." He said again.

The cold wind was bitter, and when it blew into the bamboo curtain of the water pavilion, Zhong Ying shivered coldly.

Jun didn't realize that he had said all he needed to say, his eyes were half closed, and when he plucked the strings with his fingertips, he heard the sound of Zhong Ying.

"Ugly is ugly, it's not a big deal." Zhong Ying touched the tip of his nose and said indifferently, "Do you love beauty as much as a girl?"

"...Of course not."

"That's it." Zhong Ying spread his hands.

Unexpectedly, some don't know how to answer.

Zhong Ying said again: "If I had known this, I wouldn't have to go through a lot of trouble...cough cough. I wouldn't insist on you taking off your clothes and mask."

Thinking of what he had done recently, Zhong Ying felt a little ashamed, and tried to save face to change the subject: "Your father really cares about you."

The fingertips left the strings, and Jun Buyi touched his lips: "I have never seen my father."

Zhong Ying shrugged: "I haven't seen my own father either."

The topic was directly chatted to death by the two.

Zhong Ying was bored playing with the oil-paper umbrella, but Jun Buyi put the guqin into the piano case.

When holding the Guqin and brushing past Zhong Ying, Jun didn't expect the damp and cold water to rush towards his face, he said: "We will live together for ten years, if there is anything in the future, you can speak to me directly, and we can discuss it together .”

"Oh."

"If there is another incident tonight, I will not give up."

When the sound fell, Jun unexpectedly opened the bamboo curtain and left the waterside pavilion.

Was this warned?

Zhong Ying curled his lips, sneered disdainfully, and when he walked over with an umbrella, he thought: How could the majestic devil listen to him, a Taoist cultivator?

After walking a few steps, in the cold wind and snow, Jun Buyi's footsteps paused slightly, as if waiting for the bell to answer.He turned around and handed over the piano case: "Help me, can you?"

Zhong Ying was a little baffled, looked down, the piano case was vermilion red and noble, and the hand holding the piano case was pale to transparent, like a piece of exquisitely carved cold jade.

Wouldn't he suffer from an old disease again?

Zhong Ying remembered that night when Jun Buyi curled up in a helpless ball with a high fever, so he casually took the piano case.

Before he could raise his leg, Jun Buyi held the handle of the umbrella and said calmly, "Shall I hold the umbrella?"

"why?"

Jun Buyi told a fact: "I'm taller than you, so it's easier to hold an umbrella."

Zhong Ying was furious, and subconsciously knocked on Jun Buyi with an umbrella, but Jun Buyi snatched the umbrella.

"Do you believe that I dropped your guqin?" Zhong Ying raised his eyebrows.

"The umbrella and the zither are mine."

Zhong Ying: "...All right, all right, your things are up to you."

Zhong Ying quickened his pace, Jun Buyi followed, tilted the ink lotus umbrella slightly, covering half of Zhong Ying's body, and also covered the wind and snow falling between Zhong Ying's clothes.

"Zhong Ying." Jun Buyi called out, his gaze leisurely falling into the distance, "When you go back, wipe your face. Your face is covered in ink."

Zhong Ying's face changed, and he raised his hand to wipe it, and his fingertips were stained with ink.

The fine snow fell from the chaotic sky, covering the entire Yaoguang Courtyard.

The two teenagers shared a Mohe bamboo umbrella, quarreled with each other from time to time, and walked towards the common dilapidated courtyard.

Two sets of footprints fell on the snow, and the figures of the two gradually faded away.