Why is the Demon Lord so coquettish

The graceful purple-clothed beauty and the handsome and straight man in green-clothed leaned against each other. They were an eye-catching match, and aroused envy.

This naturally attracted the attention of many people.

Under everyone's gaze, Lin Xiaoyan was a little shy, he clenched his fist and coughed and said, "Don't make trouble, Xiyin, Miss Liu'er doesn't need to return anything, it's just a little effort."

Liu'er laughed harder: "Liu'er really has nothing to repay, so let's forget about it."

never mind?How can that work!

Lin Xiaoyan frowned: "Why, aren't you afraid that your father's body will rot? It's hot now, and the body will rot soon. Even if you and your father don't care, you have to think about others. The corpses on the street are rotten. How stinky? And you don't know, rotting corpses can spread the plague, and many human disasters come from it!"

Hearing this, everyone was in an uproar. The rotting corpses did have the danger of spreading the plague, but everyone was just watching the fun and didn't care about this.

It's all right now, everyone backed away, giving way to a bigger open space.

Liu Er was dumbfounded, she never expected that Cheng Yaojin, who came out of nowhere, would be so difficult to deal with, and Lin Xiaoyan frowned, making her look even more vicious and not to be trifled with, Liu Er really couldn't say a word of rejection: "Liu Er, Liu Er only……"

"Okay, let's hurry up and let the old man go to the ground." Lin Xiaoyan stepped forward directly, intending to help carry Liu Laopa's body.

Mo Xiyin was like a flying flower and fallen leaf, lightly sticking to Lin Xiaoyan's arm but not letting go.

"Brother Yan, I'll help you!"

"No, no, Shen, let me do it."

Liu'er quickly jumped up and said, "Wait!"

Lin Xiaoyan: "Huh?"

Liu Er: "...I can dig it myself."

Lin Xiaoyan looked at her sympathetically: "Miss Liu'er, your face is so pale, you'd better rest."

Liu'er stirred the corner of her clothes, her eyes rolled around twice, she suddenly remembered something, gritted her teeth and said: "In this case, the slave family will not be polite to the young master, what is the young master's name?"

"My surname is Lin, and this one's surname is Mo."

When the matter was settled, Lin Xiaoyan turned her head to Mo Xiyin and said, "Xiyin, why don't you find an inn to rest first, and I'll go find you later."

Mo Xiyin shook his head, and when he looked up at Lin Xiaoyan, his eyes were full of pity, and he said: "When this happened, not only did Brother Yan feel pity, but I also felt heartbroken, so let me go with Brother Yan, after all, Liu The girl is so pitiful!"

Mo Xiyin was so soft-hearted and kind, Lin Xiaoyan didn't object.

He comforted in a warm voice: "People cannot be resurrected after death, the living must always look forward, Xiyin wants to be more open."

Mo Xiyin snorted, and leaned on Lin Xiaoyan's shoulder again.

Liu Er: "..." Who should be comforted!

The more she looked at the two people's behavior, the more she wanted to roll her eyes. Suddenly, the mysterious beauty leaning on Mr. Lin's shoulder and covered with a veil bent her eyes at her, but there was a coldness in her eyes, and Liu'er was taken aback.

Looking closer, I found that the mysterious beauty didn't pay attention to me, as if everything just now was just my illusion.

……

Liu Er insisted on disposing of her father's body by herself. She put the old man on the horse's back, and then the three of them led the horse and walked out of town.

Walking out of the town, Lin Xiaoyan began to search for the location of the cemetery, Liu'er lowered her eyes slightly, and said:

"Mr. Lin, if possible, please bury my father in Fuhu Mountain. Here, it is that mountain. My father wanted to go to the mountain to worship the mountain temple before he died, but it is a pity that he could not live to worship. As a daughter, I hope to fulfill his last wish."

Liu Er pointed out that the mountain was not too far away, and Lin Xiaoyan had no objection.

After walking for a while, Mo Xiyin suddenly groaned.

Lin Xiaoyan thought something happened to him: "What's wrong?"

Mo Xiyin said slowly, "I suddenly remembered that Fuhu Mountain seems to be haunted by ghosts."

Lin Xiaoyan asked in surprise, "Haunted?"

Mo Xiyin frowned, and looked at Liu'er leisurely: "Yes, when I was in the town just now, I heard someone say that the mountain temple on Fuhu Mountain has long been abandoned, because it is haunted by ghosts. Miss Liu'er , why don't you know?"

Liu'er broke out in a cold sweat: "I, I haven't heard of it."

"You, a foreigner who escaped from the disaster, found out that there is a mountain temple in Fuhu Mountain, but you didn't find out that it is haunted?"

Liu'er's face was pale, and she couldn't quibble for a while.

Lin Xiaoyan frowned, and realized that Miss Liu'er, who sold her body to bury her father, seemed not so simple: "Miss Liu'er, do you really want father to be buried in peace?"

Liu'er's lips fluttered: "Of course I want to, it's just..."

"Just what?"

Lin Xiaoyan looked at her oppressively, Liu'er trembled all over, terrified, she gritted her teeth, her heart thumped, and she fell to her knees with a plop.

Lin Xiaoyan was taken aback, and quickly took a step back.

Liu'er closed her eyes and cried, her knees moved forward, and she hugged a slender leg: "My lord, Liu'er has some difficulties. In fact, Liu'er's mother was taken away by the ghost in the temple, and my father missed her before he died." Mother, Liu'er just wants them to be buried closer, because he is afraid that the young master will not help Liu'er if he tells the truth, so he has no choice but to lie, Mr. Lin..."

After finding the reason, the rap and singing were excellent, and Liu Er cried with tears all over her face.

Then, she choked up and raised her head, intending to confuse this man with her weakness.

She looked up and opened her eyes, and saw Mo Xiyin's delicate and mocking eyes, and Mo Xiyin stood in front of Lin Xiaoyan.

Liu'er hugged Mo Xiyin's leg.

"Miss Liu'er, please rest assured, brother Yan is very powerful, a mere brat is no problem... Oh, my legs are numb!"

Saying that, Mo Xiyin leaned back and fell into Lin Xiaoyan's arms.

Liu Er: "..."

"Xiyin, are you alright!"

Mo Xiyin fell down gracefully, just in time to be caught by Lin Xiaoyan, and he rolled his eyes at Lin Xiaoyan.

Lin Xiaoyan put him on the horse and went to look at his trousers, which were wet from Miss Liu'er's crying.

The trousers were already long and sloppy, but now they were even more muddy. Lin Xiaoyan stretched out her hand, ready to help him clean the trousers—using spells.

"I'll do it."

Many people have a misunderstanding of monks, thinking that monks are omnipotent—of course, after a certain level of cultivation, they are indeed omnipotent.

But this world has always been dominated by ordinary monks, and a large number of people will be wiped out every time they go up a floor.

For monks, no matter how small a spell is, they need to study hard to be able to use it freely. Their energy is limited, and if they specialize in one direction, they will naturally be weak in other areas.

Like the kind of thing that pinches a magic weapon and cleans the whole body, of course the great power can do it, but for the little monk, it's better to take it slow and honest.

However, before Lin Xiaoyan could act in front of Mo Xiyin, Mo Xiyin suddenly bent down and grabbed her trouser leg.

Lin Xiaoyan thought he was going to come by himself.

As a result, it stings——

Mo Xiyin tore off her trouser legs.

The smooth and slender calf was in front of her eyes, Lin Xiaoyan was dumbfounded and couldn't recover for a while.

Mo Xiyin raised her hand and threw away the fabric of the trouser legs, and smiled shyly: "What a trouble, it's better as it is, anyway, the trousers are long."

Lin Xiaoyan: "This is too much tearing!" The calf was exposed.

Obviously Mo Xiyin didn't think so, he bent down again, grabbed the uneven trouser leg, tried to stab again, and at the same time gave Lin Xiaoyan a wink: "It's so cool."

Lin Xiaoyan quickly grabbed his hand: "Don't, there are many mosquitoes in the mountains!"

Anyway, Mo Xiyin finally gave up the idea of ​​tearing the sides of his trousers into high slits, he withdrew his hand with a little regret, and Lin Xiaoyan wiped away the cold sweat.

Never expected that Mo Xiyin looked fragile, but acted extraordinarily boldly.

It's just that there are girls here, so it's time to scare people.

Liu'er next to her pinched her nose to see the affectionate couple, wishing she could run away with her father immediately.

Look at what they did, there were two horses in total, one carrying Daddy, the other carrying Mo Xiyin, and a really weak and ordinary girl walking on the ground!

But she didn't dare, she later realized that the two of them were monks, and regretted it in her heart, but she never dared to run away easily.

There is a world of difference between monks and ordinary people. In the eyes of some monks, the fate of ordinary people is not fate at all.

These two people are really, they are monks but meddle in their own business, and they like to pretend to be ordinary people.

Didn't it mean that monks can't have too much involvement with mortals, so as not to get involved in karma?

Liu Er anxiously shook hands, only hoped that they wouldn't be too aggressive, and that she and her father would be both hurt by entering the mountain temple, so that she could run away with her father.

……

Lin Xiaoyan became suspicious of Liu'er, but she was indeed a mortal anyway.He hoped she hadn't lied this time.

After coming to this world, most of the people he met were good people, and the impression of the simplicity of the ancients remained in his heart. It would be too sad to go out this time if he wanted to help others but was deceived.

The name of Fuhu Mountain is majestic, but it is actually just a small hill outside the town. It didn't take long for them to reach the top of the hill, and a dirty old ruined temple gradually appeared in front of it.

It seemed that no one had been there for a long time. The front yard of the temple was covered with weeds as tall as a person, the doors and windows were broken, the corners of the walls collapsed to reveal yellow mud, spider webs and dead leaves and moss were everywhere.

Lin Xiaoyan stood in front of the temple without moving for a long time.

He is not too timid, but he is not so fearless. He is really a bit afraid of female ghosts.

The main reason is that most of the female ghosts in the film and television works of the previous life have a horrible image, as well as elusive and ghastly skills.

"Brother Yan, do you want to go in now?" Mo Xiyin asked.

Lin Xiaoyan coughed lightly, and said, "Go in and have a look, maybe you can find Miss Liu's mother."

Immediately he looked at Liu'er and Father Liu who was lying on the horse: "Miss Liu, do you want to go in?"

Liu'er sneered: "I dare not."

Those who were looking for a mother didn't dare to go in, but Mo Xiyin was extremely active. He jumped off the horse and suddenly grabbed Lin Xiaoyan's wrist.

"Brother Yan, I'll accompany you in!"

The cold hand made Lin Xiaoyan shudder.

"No, I can do it myself."

Mo Xiyin frowned sadly, and suddenly leaned forward to get very close to Lin Xiaoyan. At such a close distance, Lin Xiaoyan couldn't help holding her breath for fear of spraying him.The person in front of him zoomed in, and he found that Mo Xiyin's eyelashes were long and curly, fluttering like black butterfly wings.

"But I'm worried." He said earnestly, "No matter the weather, my heart remains the same, so let me accompany Brother Yan to face the danger together!"

Lin Xiaoyan suddenly came back to her senses, very puzzled: "But you are so weak, wouldn't it be more dangerous to get close?"

Mo Xiyin paused and found herself speechless.