After transmigrating into the book, the heartthrob Shizun lost his horse

"Ma'am?" Mo Jun turned his face and looked down at Jing Yue.

Jing Yang's throat was clamped, and he coughed twice desperately while dying, trying to remind Jing Yue.

Jingyue's knee shook again, it was broken, why did she just say the nickname...

"...It's Young Master, Young Master." His upper and lower lips trembled a little, "It's that young gentleman who is as beautiful as a fairy in the painting, handsome and unrestrained."

"Oh, you call him Madam." Mo Jun's tone seemed to be a little lighter, and he let go of his hand suddenly, allowing Jing Yang to sit on the ground slippery.

Jing Yang lay flat on the ground, feeling dizzy for a while. Sovereign, does he like it when they call that person "Madam"?The man was too moody.

"Where did you meet Mrs. Jiang..." Mo Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced suspiciously over again, "What's the matter with the night watch?"

Jing Yang's back felt a shudder, he had just walked around the ghost gate, and his desire to survive became stronger and stronger.How can it be said that they planned to sell their wife but were cut off...

"We saw my wife was hijacked by a demon sword spirit in Huangquan Cave, and we rushed to rescue..." The two cut down the complexity and simplified the description, emphasizing how the sword spirit and the prince bullied the lady, while he How did the two of them face so many opponents, they came to rescue them in a state of desperation.

"Your savior has merit." The two of them had just breathed a sigh of relief, and only heard the next sentence, "I will check with your wife."

The Demon Lord stopped entangled with the two of them, strode into the house, and the door slammed shut behind him.

He was inside, unscathed.

Seeing Jiang Yu's sleeping face, Mojun heaved a sigh of relief as if he had finally settled down, and even relaxed his steps a little, but the next second, his breathing stopped suddenly, and his face sank.

Wenhong and Jiang Yu hugged each other, both of them were thin and small, sleeping peacefully on the big beauty couch, their shallow breathing overlapped.Wen Hong curled up next to Jiang Yu's shoulder, and Jiang Yu pillowed on Wen Hong's arm, in a mess. The sleeping appearance of the two of them was extremely ridiculous.

The Demon Lord went straight forward to separate the two of them, but just as he lifted Wenhong's left hand off Jiang Yu's body, his right leg stuck to it tightly again, like a little wolf cub protecting food in a dream.

Jiang Yu felt tender, hummed softly in his dream, and frowned.

The remaining bit of patience in Mojun's heart disappeared instantly, he closed his eyes and calmed down, and called out a question with his spiritual sense.

Feeling the call, Wenhong opened his eyes slightly, before he could see the black shadow in front of him clearly, he instantly changed back into the form of a white jade sword, and floated to the table beside him.

He glanced at Wen Hongjian, then turned around and carried Jiang Yu to the bed beside him.

The boy's figure is soft and light, his long black hair is scattered in the air, his neck and leg sockets seem to be nothing on his arms.The Demon King couldn't help but took him tightly into his arms, he had to feel the beating of his heart against his chest to confirm his safety and feel the joy of regaining what was lost.

Throughout the day, he was extremely worried, fearing that his heart would be lost again, even now he couldn't help it.

As soon as Jiang Yufu got on the bed, he stretched his legs and turned around, looking like he was still awake.

The Demon Lord's hand landed on his waist, and the small jade tablet was hanging beside his thin and slender waist.He put his hand on it and rubbed it carefully, feeling the small crack on the back.

Fortunately, it was just a fate card, and everyone was fine.

He sighed, and when he was about to cast a spell to repair it, Jiang Yu suddenly opened his eyes, pushed him on the bed, rolled over and pressed himself on top of him, kneeling beside him with his legs apart, and holding his throat with his hands.

The Demon Lord was surprised for a moment, then his expression relaxed, and he looked lazily at the person on top of him, not caring much about his being pinched by someone.

"You are not afraid." Jiang Yu's voice was cold.

His back was already wet with cold sweat, and he had been awake since he was picked up, and it took a lot of effort to suppress the trembling and try to pretend to be asleep.

On the first day after traveling, he was deeply impressed by the strength of this demon cultivator. Fear was engraved in his instinct, but he still had to try to resist.

"What's wrong with your life card?" Mo Jun asked himself.His voice was hoarse and unremarkable, as if he had used a spell such as phantom sound.

Jiang Yu clenched his lips and looked at the small jade tablet held by the Demon Lord, not understanding why he asked such a question.

"If you don't want it, I'll take it away."

"Don't." Jiang Yu hastily grabbed the rope, unexpectedly the Demon Lord held it very loosely, and he pulled it back, "Accidentally fell into the pool and knocked it."

"Accidentally?" The Demon Monarch paused, raised his eyebrows, and took a deep breath, "The fate card is a matter of safety and danger, and our Demon Sect takes it as the most important thing. I don't know how your sect taught you, Qing Li If Zong's disciples are really as careless as you are, they will be wiped out sooner or later."

Jiang Yu frowned, looking at the Demon Lord with a somewhat strange gaze.

He is angry?It's just that his life card is broken, so why should he be angry.

The Demon Lord's hand was hanging on the edge of the bed, and his fingertips suddenly felt a cold touch, long and long, "What did you hide?"

Jiang Yu didn't react, and was stunned for a moment, until he saw Mojun picking up the jade and looking at it under the moonlight, and then he recalled that it was a "toy" that he accidentally kicked over just now.

Apparently the "toy" excuse wouldn't work for the elderly man in front of him.

"Xiao Dao is friendly, Ya Xing."

"Are all of you righteous people so good at playing?"

A sentence of unsavory words floated over, picking his weakest place to attack, which is more terrifying than a magic circle.Jiang Yu clenched his lower lip and lowered his head slightly. Fortunately, there was night, and no one knew that his face was thin.

"It was given by the palace, not mine." He couldn't help but argue.

With a crisp sound, the jade force split horizontally from the middle to make two halves.For a moment, killing intent was everywhere, and Jiang Yu felt that the temperature of his whole body was dropping.

The palace gave it to the prince...

The Demon Lord didn't say a word, just silently staring at the bewildered young man in front of him.

His shy look is very good-looking, a thaw appeared on his usually rigid and serious face, and the snow field was dyed the color of red tangerine.

The Demon Lord watched for a long time before he stabilized his mood and restrained the idea of ​​razing the palace to the ground.

"It's broken, it can't be used anymore." He threw Yushi aside and raised his lips, "How about I really pay you back?"

After that, he straightened his waist slightly, and lightly bumped into the young man who was sitting on his body, and they touched each other through the thin fabric. He even grabbed Jiang Yu's slender wrist hintingly.

Jiang Yu quickly moved off of him, and was caught back on the bed before he got off the ground.Now the Demon Lord separated his legs and held him tightly, preventing him from turning over.

"I saw it." The Demon Lord breathed in his ear, and his lips brushed past his earball intentionally or unintentionally, "That illusion was projected on the entire floating mirror, and many people saw it. Arranging thoughts in your heart, and lusting after your master."

Jiang Yu was stunned.