After being conquered by a silly and sweet girl, I became the richest man in the world

Feng Mulin seemed to be in a hurry and did not braid his hair like last time. His three thousand black hair was tied up with a red bead headband, and his collar was half open, loose.

The red clothes flutter in the wind, freeing all living beings.

Seeing Chu Yizi coming, Feng Mulin's frown finally relaxed and he gave him a very Feng Mulin-like silly smile.

There is a kind of casual laziness in his every gesture.

This sense of laziness combined with the inherent majesty of the superior and his own stupidity forms a unique and eye-catching temperament.

Their eyes met, and their gazes converged in the air, and they both saw themselves in each other's eyes.

Scalding hot.

Although he looked calm, Chu Yizi was actually in a state of panic as soon as he heard Feng Mulin's name.

But there were a group of gatekeepers watching him from behind, so he couldn't show it.

He could only pretend not to know Feng Mulin and walked up to him, "Are you the Demon Lord?"

His tone was distant and defensive, which suddenly woke Feng Mulin, who had just been immersed in his gaze.

Yes, Chu Chu is from the Hua Xuan Sect.

They are enemies of the demon world.

"Chu - Immortal Master Murong."

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, his eyes curved, "I wonder if Immortal Murong has seen the arrow I shot?"

Feng Mulin's eyes were as sharp as torches, and he looked at Chu Yizi with his eyes bent, and the thoughts in his mind gradually became clear.

But so what?

Since the world of cultivation makes Chu Chu unhappy, why should we follow those broken rules?

As long as Chu Chu is willing, he can take him away at any time, away from the troubles of the world.

They can go anywhere in the demon world, travel around, and are not restricted or influenced by anyone.

Just themselves.

But Chu Chu didn't want to. He had his own sect, his own senior brothers, and his own friends. He absolutely didn't want to go to the dark and gloomy demon world with him.

Feng Mulin knew clearly that this kind of thing could not be forced.

But he couldn't bear to see Chu Chu being scolded here and having to look at other people's faces.

Before Feng Mulin could come up with a solution, he heard Chu Yizi say, "The Demon Lord wrote my name on purpose, so of course he saw it."

As soon as he finished speaking, several figures suddenly appeared behind him. Chu Yizi took a closer look and found that they were his four senior brothers.

Five on five, very fair.

Quan Tianci stood beside Chu Yizi holding a sword, his expression unclear.

Di Dahai flew in front of Chu Yizi first to block him, his tone alert and angry, "Demon Lord, why are you so close?! Don't frame my junior brother!"

His cultivation was clearly the lowest among the few people, but he was the first to rush out to protect Chu Yizi.

Although with Chu Yizi's current cultivation level, he doesn't need anyone to protect him.

Seeing this, Wu Boren immediately raised his sword and pointed it at Feng Mulin, but his eyes never left Chu Yizi, "Fifth Junior Brother, please step back. I will help you solve this problem."

When he said this, he did not forget to pose for himself, probably thinking that Chu Yizi would be very touched.

Unfortunately, it didn't happen. Seeing his inexplicable actions, Chu Yizi was just confused.

What on earth is going on with this Second Brother? Why does he do such bizarre things every now and then?

Feng Mulin didn't know the relationship between the five of them. He just thought that these people were here to protect Chu Yizi, and thought to himself that they were pretty good people.

only……

His eyes turned cold when he saw Du Jianping. So... is this Chu Chu's true lover?

He was willing to go to the demon world and travel through mountains and rivers to find the person Sheng Gucao had forgotten.

This is the person who made Chuchu sad.

He ignored Wu Boren's chatter and turned to Du Jianping with a casual attitude, "Oh, that was my mistake. The one who stole our things was not Immortal Master Murong, but this Immortal Master Du."

Du Jianping, who had just stayed out of the matter, changed his expression when he heard this, "Don't slander me. I have never been to the Demon Realm, so how could I steal your things?!"

Feng Mulin spread his hands, "Then I don't know."

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed forward at lightning speed in full view of everyone, grabbed Chu Yizi's hand, and pulled him to his side.

The action was as fast as lightning. Before anyone could even react, the two men had already disappeared from the spot.

Only the word "go" was left with an echo.

Xiong Neng and his companions suddenly came to their senses and immediately cast a spell. As a misty dust blew over, the Huaxuan Sect completely regained its peace.

Everyone rubbed their eyes in disbelief. This "million-strong army" disappeared in an instant.

And the other side.

Chu Yizi was pulled hard by Feng Mulin and fell straight onto his chest.

There was not much difference in height between the two men, and his strong and sturdy shoulders were broad and thick, and he turned pale in pain.

"What are you doing?" He looked at Feng Mulin in surprise, trying to distance themselves from each other.

But he was quickly pulled back, and Feng Mulin said in a gentle tone, "Wait a moment, please."

Not expecting him to say that, Chu Yizi nodded as if possessed by a ghost and stopped moving.

The sky gradually darkened and the dusk fell.

As soon as he landed on the ground, Chu Yizi heard bursts of loud gongs and drums outside the wall, as if someone was holding some lively event.

This is a courtyard in the human world.

As the sound of drums faded away, the shouts of vendors, the sound of children's firecrackers, and people's yelling continued.

Feng Mulin was somewhat reluctant to let him go, and their eyes met, but no one spoke.

Chu Yizi thought Feng Mulin was here to force him to answer, and he opened his mouth several times to speak, but didn't find a suitable opportunity.

He has become a coy person now.

The timing was right. Chu Yizi predicted it several times in his heart and finally made up his mind, "I..."

"Chu Chu, I have prepared some clothes in the room. Let's change into them and go out for a look. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there will be many performances."

There was a hint of smile on his face, and there was only Chu Yizi in his eyes.

Chu Yizi, who had already made up his mind, was suddenly unable to speak.

He was stunned for a moment, "Okay."

The atmosphere of worldly life always makes people particularly fascinated. This is the first time that Chu Yizi has come to such an environment.

Before he died, he thought countless times whether he would come here with someone one day and watch the fireworks of the world together.

But he never came once, not even himself.

In order to earn more money, Chu Yizi works hard almost every moment.

It's not just a passion, it's become an obsession.

He has company matters to deal with during the day, and other part-time jobs at night. He even sleeps to review mattresses.

I never expected that after working so hard for so many years and finally saving up money, he died!

Thinking of this, Chu Yizi felt depressed again.

He didn't like to dwell on trivial matters, so he didn't think about this problem. Just then -

"Chu Chu, look here!"