Wife of the Demon Lord

"Is it delicious?" He Zhan asked softly.

"En." Xiang Jia nodded while eating, praised He Zhan's good craftsmanship, and at the same time felt a little sympathetic, such a young child has such skills, thinking that life in the Devil's Cult is not easy, and he is alone, What a pity.

Thinking of this, He Zhan frowned suddenly: "What's your expression?"

"A look of admiration." Xiang Jia didn't dare to tell the truth, so he hurriedly flattered, and He Zhan's complexion improved a bit.

After eating, Xiang Jia also thought about it and asked He Zhan, "Why did you go there just now? Why did you follow me and clean up this pheasant?"

He Zhan snorted coldly and didn't speak.

But Xiang Jia took it on her own: "You won't be following me all the time, will you?"

"Whispering." He Zhan yelled, interrupting Xiang Jia's self-talk, threatening: "Don't talk from now on, I'm so annoying."

Xiang Jia had no choice but to shut his mouth, and made a movement of zipping, and nodded madly when he found that He Zhan couldn't understand.

It took only a moment for He Zhan to discover the wound on his hand: "What's wrong with your hand?"

As he spoke, he took Xiang Jia's hand to observe.

"Speak." He Zhan became even more irritable when he didn't get a response for a long time.

Xiang Jia was so wronged that she pointed and said nothing.

"Now I can talk." He Zhan was very helpless, why is this person so stupid, he shouldn't follow here, let him fend for himself here.

"Pecked by a pheasant." Xiang Jia was also aggrieved, he would speak if he was asked to speak, and if he was not allowed to speak, he would not be allowed to speak, that is too domineering.

pheasant?He Zhan thought for a while and came to understand, hmph, luckily he was killed, otherwise where would he go to avenge Xiang Jia.

After confirming that it was a minor injury, He Zhan still took out the Demon Cult's top golden sore medicine, wiped it with Xiang Jia, cleaned up the ground, spread some leaves on it, and planned to rest here at night.

"Well, let me help too." Xiang Jia was a little embarrassed, a child is more capable than him, it's so unreasonable, isn't it?

He Zhan pointed to the fire and asked Xiang Jia to take care of it. Xiang Jia sat down and watched He Zhan quickly spread the leaves on the ground. He raised his chin and pointed at Xiang Jia, "OK Come here."

That indescribable look is really handsome.

It's a pity that he is too young, Xiang Jia thought regretfully, otherwise, he could really elope with him or something.

Thinking so, I accidentally said it.

He Zhan sneered: "Elope with me? Are you worthy too? If you want looks or not, martial arts or martial arts, what do I like about you?"

Xiang Jia was overwhelmed by the few words he said, so he threw himself on the pile of leaves to hold his dead body.

Seeing him like this, He Zhan felt a little angry for no reason, and pushed him: "Speak."

"What are you talking about?" Xiang Jia rolled in the pile of leaves, looking soft and comfortable.

He Zhan extinguished the fire, also got in, and said to Xiang Jia, "Come here."

"what happened?"

"It's very cold at night, you lean on me and transfer some internal energy to keep you warm."

The treatment is high enough, Xiang Jia approached slowly, and said worriedly: "Aren't you injured? Don't go crazy again."

"Where is it so easy to go crazy?" He Zhan sneered, "Besides, I'm not crazy."

"Okay." Xiang Jia felt relieved, approached He Zhan, and found that his body was fragrant and soft, so comfortable to hold, she couldn't help but sigh: "You are so caring, really, in the future my son can I'm satisfied with half of you."

"Son?" He Zhan's voice was a bit strange.

"Hehe, my daughter is also very good, the important thing is caring." Xiang Jia smiled dryly.

"You are the leader's person now, so don't think about these things." He Zhan hit him coolly.

"Speaking of this, since you can't escape, what will you do with the leader's harem?" Xiang Jia suddenly thought of this question, he probably stayed in the Devil's Cult until he died of old age.

"I don't know, it's probably Madam's disposal." He Zhan thought for a while.

"Ma'am? Why haven't I seen it before?" Xiang Jia was amazed.

"Of course it's because the leader isn't married yet."

"Oh, that's good." Xiang Jia patted his chest, and then thought of a serious question: "You think the leader will never get married, then I am unlucky?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Well," Xiang Jia didn't know how to explain the problem of not lifting to the child, so he said vaguely: "I don't think he is very concerned about this aspect. You see, he doesn't like so many people. Presumably he doesn't like it." Get married."

"Oh." He Zhan replied, with some meaning: "You don't have to worry about this, the leader will get married soon."

"With whom?" Xiang Jia was taken aback, "Why don't I know?"

"Why do you want to know?" He Zhan asked coolly.

What he said made sense, but Xiang Jia was speechless.

"Who do you think the leader's wife is?" Seeing Xiang Jia's silence, He Zhan suddenly asked.

"Ah, the leader of the martial arts." Xiang Jia responded casually, "Only the leader of the martial arts is worthy of our leader."

Thinking of those old men in the Wulin League, He Zhan felt very tired, and felt that what he said made sense, "Then let's do it this way."

"What should I do?" Xiang Jia didn't hear clearly, and wanted to make He Zhan understand, but the other party ignored him and fell asleep.

After a day of tossing, Xiang Jia was also very tired, so she put this behind her and slowly fell asleep.

The next day, Xiang Jia was woken up by the sound of birds chirping. It was only after dawn that the branches began to twitter. His hands and feet were all tightly wrapped around He Zhan's body, it was hard for him to keep his tiny body from being crushed.

Xiang Jia didn't dare to delay, so he hurriedly shook He Zhan to wake him up. The two cleaned up, picked off the leaves on their bodies, and examined themselves. He Zhan picked a few fruits, wiped them casually, and served them as breakfast.

After the sun came out, they found out the direction, and the two walked back all the way. Xiang Jia still felt a little regretful: "I think the sunrise in the forest is very good, and I will definitely come here again in the future when I have the opportunity."

"Come here to seek death?" He Zhan snorted.

Thinking that he had caused He Zhan to spend the night on the mountain, Xiang Jia blushed a little, and quickly apologized: "Hey, I'm sorry. It's all my fault, this time it's thanks to you."

There should be a way to make up for it. After thinking hard for a long time, Xiang Jia suggested: "By the way, you have been in the Devil's Cult since you were a child, so you must have never been outside."

"How many times have you been there, what's the matter?"

"In this way, next time I have a chance to go out, I will buy you delicious food." Xiang Jia thought that children of this age must like delicious food very much.

"How about candied haws? Have you ever eaten it? No, you know what is candied haws, right?" Xiang Jia asked.

He Zhan was originally walking in the front, and he couldn't help turning his head after hearing this: "In your heart, am I such an ignorant person? Do I not know candied haws? Do you think a candied haws can bribe me? If I am so easy You were bribed, why did you come here to save you?" After each question, delicate fingers poked Xiang Jia's chest, making him ashamed.

I had no choice but to cover my face: "Okay, I was wrong, let's think of a way later." From He Zhan, Xiang Jiacai deeply felt that he really came to the Devil's Cult, and even children are so difficult to deal with Well, the last person who made him feel like a demon cult was the former cook.

Although He Zhan was young, he was powerful. Xiang Jia felt that he couldn't keep up with him, and finally reached the foot of the mountain out of breath. Seeing that the Demon Cult was watching, Xiang Jia stopped to take a breath, with his hands on his hips Bury your head deeply.

It's all He Zhan's fault. He said that he had to go all out and then decline again. He said that it was easy to go down the mountain. Who knew that there were so many twists and turns, and he was about to go down the mountain, but he chose to take a detour. He said there was some kind of formation. He was too tired.

It couldn't be doing bad things on purpose, Xiang Jia complained silently in his heart.

He Zhan stood there, a little impatient, out of breath after a few steps, and wanted to be the leader of the martial arts alliance, did he deliberately make it difficult for him?

While Xiang Jia was panting with his head down, he found a pair of black boots with holes in front of him. It was indeed He Zhan. He handed over a handkerchief with an impatient look on his face, asked Xiang Jia to wipe his sweat, and said in disgust, "It's really sloppy , not even a handkerchief."

Xiang Jia took it, and said casually, "It's not popular in our house, they all use paper."

"It's so hard, how do you use it?" He Zhan was a little curious, and decided that Xiang Jia was fooling him.

Xiang Jia said with a smirk: "You don't understand. Our paper is not clean and soft. It is specially used for wiping sweat, not writing paper. Also, don't you feel any difference?"

"What?" He Zhan didn't know why.

Xiang Jia motioned to his shoe: "Your shoe has a hole, don't you know?" He looked at it again, and said strangely: "Hey, why is your clothes too short? Did you grow up overnight? ? Too exaggerated."

"You read it wrong." He Zhan said calmly.

"I'm not blind." Xiang Jia muttered, and didn't even care about taking a break, walked around He Zhan twice, and said with certainty: "You just suddenly grew taller, have you taken the Dali pill? "

While he was wondering, He Zhan's face gradually turned red, and before he could study it carefully, he had already disappeared in place, leaving a sentence, "Go back by yourself" and gradually disappeared.