The master doesn't want the monk to say

When Hua Ziyao took out the gray-white kit, the demon lord Hong Lian's eyes were dark, but her face remained calm.

Hua Ziyao smiled and said, "My lord, you don't need to use your magic sense to look for it on yourself anymore, what you want is right here."

The demon lord, Hong Lian, pursed her lips tightly, and said in a cold voice for a long time: "Hua Ziyao, a mere mortal, you have so much courage!"

Hua Ziyao raised the kit in his hand, "My lord, this is not the first time I know."

Du Zhuanhe wondered, "Why is the magic element with you?"

Hua Ziyao raised his eyebrows, "He has his reasons, shouldn't you be happy that you don't need to take action?"

The demon lord Honglian suppressed her anger, "You have already planned it?"

Hua Ziyao shook her head, "Who made Lord Demon Master go to the dead end, so that Young Master Du really has nowhere to go?"

With such a mention, the demon lord Honglian and Du Zhuanhe seemed to suddenly understand what was going on, and they turned their attention to Du Xinghe who was drinking tea calmly.

Du Xinghe lowered his eyes, holding the teacup to observe the ups and downs of the tea leaves in the cup, floating up and down slowly.

"Yan Zhen?"

"elder brother?"

The demon lord Honglian and Du Zhuanhe actually spoke at the same time, but Du Xinghe just put down the teacup and said to Hua Ziyao: "Young master, you should fulfill your promise."

The finger pointed back at Hua Ziyao in an instant, and he waved his hand, "Of course, I just thought that Lord Demon Lord or Young Master Du would have something to say to you."

Du Xinghe said: "There is nothing to say now."

The demon lord Honglian's red pupils widened, and the redness in the pupils became darker, "Yan Zhen, that's why we were so happy that day?"

Du Xinghe didn't answer, but instead said: "What relationship is there between you and me?"

"what?!"

"what?!"

This time it was Du Zhuanhe and Master Du who spoke at the same time, their eyes widened, and they clearly heard the word "Huan Hao" from it.

Master Du couldn't accept it.

Du Zhuanhe was even more unacceptable!

Du Zhuanhe recalled carefully that he never left his brother for a moment, only the morning when his brother sent him to buy plum cakes on Xicheng West Street.

Du Zhuanhe rushed over, slammed the teacup next to Du Xinghe's hand, and said sadly: "Brother, why don't you believe me?"

Du Xinghe frowned slightly, "I believe in you, you will do it one day, but it's not possible yet."

Du Zhuanhe's expression was very complicated, he pulled out the sword he ordered his servants to bring when he entered the door just now, turned his head and stabbed like the demon lord Honglian.

The movement was done in one go, so fast that before Du Xinghe had time to react, Du Zhuanhe had been quickly bounced off by the demon lord Honglian's protective magic energy, and fell to the ground, Chi Ruo helped him up.

"Benefactor, don't be impulsive." Chi Ruo supported Du Zhuanhe, but was thrown away again, so he could only persuade him in a low voice.

The demon lord, the red lotus long-sleeved robe, was windless and automatic. He was rattled by the devil's energy, and suppressed his anger and said, "Yan Zhen, I used to be the one who couldn't help you, but now I want you to come back to me." Come, keep your family safe."

Du Xinghe was silent for a while, and made Master Du's heart hang. He was afraid that if the eldest son agreed, even if he came to welcome the door upright today, he would be wronged; In a rage, he went on a killing spree.

But in the end Du Xinghe just said: "Instead of trusting you, I think maybe Playboy is more reliable."

This can already be regarded as a disguised rejection, and it also brought Hua Ziyao, who is very disliked by the demon lord Honglian.

Although the demon lord Hong Lian had some uneasy faces on her face, she froze.

He was in a very good mood these two days, even when he finally found Du Xinghe and knew that he could be equal to the Demon Lord, and he would not go mad, his good mood was not as good as the two days.

All the dowry gifts were chosen by him personally, with a great mood.

He wanted to marry Du Xinghe in a dignified manner, follow the complicated etiquette in the mortal world, and for the sake of formality, there were twenty boxes of rare and exotic things in the dowry gift alone, not including some rare birds and mortal things he had collected from everywhere. Rare fairies and more.

There is no way for the convoy to bring these scattered things, they can only be packed in the space and brought over with the space.

There are too many things to prepare, and too many etiquettes to pay attention to, so that the demon lord Honglian neglects the magic element that has been carried with him all the time and has no chance to refine it into his body for the time being.

Almost no one in the demon clan knew about this matter, so no one came to remind him, "Demon Lord, can you see if your magic energy is still there?" "Demon Lord, when will you refine your magic energy? " and the like.

Moreover, there are advantages and disadvantages to putting the magic element in the gray and white kit. The advantage is that it blocks the magic energy of the magic element, and there are fewer coveters and conscientious people; the disadvantage is that the original magic element has a deep connection with its master. But being cut off like this, the Demon Lord can't perceive where the magic element is.

So he forgot, until today Hua Ziyao took out the magic element again.

He did not expect that Hua Ziyao would be the first person to remind him that he should always pay attention to the location of the magic energy, or directly refine the magic energy into his body early.

The demon lord, Honglian, did not act rashly. Although he was already furious, he glared at Hua Ziyao, but turned to Du Xinghe and asked, "Yan Zhen, do you hate me?"

Du Xinghe was not silent this time, "Hate, hate so much that I gnash my teeth, I wish I could dig out his heart, drink his blood, and eat his flesh!"

"Hahahaha..." Hearing this, the demon lord Honglian not only didn't make a move, but laughed loudly, "Good! Good! Good!"

After calling "Okay" three times, the demon lord Hong Lian calmed down, raised her hand as if to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes due to excessive laughter, and then said in a deep voice: "Hua Ziyao, tell me your conditions."

Hua Ziyao glanced at Du Xinghe, seeing that Du Xinghe didn't show any expression, instead, he turned his head and softly comforted Master Du, who had already been so frightened to death, and then said: "Back to the demon clan, the brothers of the Du family will not enter the mortal world in their lifetime. step in between."

The demon lord Honglian didn't answer, she turned around and looked at Du Xinghe, "Yan Zhen, is this your request?"

"It's mine!" Du Zhuanhe took a long time to even out the random aura in his body, and stepped forward.

The demon lord Honglian turned her palms and was about to fly towards him, but Du Xinghe got up and walked slowly in front of him, blocking his attack.

The demon lord Honglian closed her palm, "Yan Zhen, what is the meaning of this?"

Du Xinghe looked at him, "This is my request, I am very glad that my brother and his brother have a good understanding."

The demon lord, Honglian, was speechless for a moment. He knew that Du Xinghe was partial to his family. He really wanted to disregard whether the demon yuan would be destroyed, disregard the safety of the demon clan, and disregard his own identity...

Right now, he wants to pick up Du Xinghe, fly to a place where no one is around, take off his clothes, and then spank his ass hard!

Hit him crying and begging for mercy!

His whole body turned red!

Hit him and say go back to yourself!

Hit him and say you love him...

The demon lord Honglian closed her eyes to hide the strong and deep desire in her pupils. He reached out his hand to touch that longing face again, but saw Du Xinghe took a step back with a vigilant expression.

He smiled wryly, Hua Ziyao still looked proud and mysterious; Master Du was in a high position, but he was at a loss for fear; the hatred in Du Zhuanhe's eyes was even clearer than his own existence; the little monk over there, hanging down Focusing on talking softly with the child in his arms, as if all this had nothing to do with him; as for Du Xinghe...

The vigilant look made the demon lord Honglian suddenly remember that Du Xinghe had the same look when they first met, but at that time...

Du Xinghe's eyes suddenly and clearly appeared in the demon lord Honglian's mind, from fear, guard, to curiosity, and finally undisguised love, then loss and sadness, then disappointment and helplessness, and then to digging out the heart The despair and disbelief at that moment...

Now, he and him have become such a situation, the demon lord Honglian is such a proud person, he sighed in his heart, "The way of heaven is reincarnation".

"This is," the demon lord Hong Lian took out a small wooden horse from her sleeve, it was the kind with limbs that could move back and forth, it was very delicate, and he handed the small wooden horse to Du Xinghe, "I remember you said before, You want to ride a horse outside the Great Wall."

After Du Xinghe left, he made this little wooden horse by himself, and it took a lot of effort. He wanted to give it away, but Du Xinghe asked him to hire him again, so he thought it would be good to give it on the same day as the door.

Du Xinghe took it over, the demon lord Honglian just wanted to smile, but saw Du Xinghe turned around and pulled out the sword in Du Zhuanhe's hand, and was about to cut the little wooden horse in half.

The demon lord, Hong Lianxin, was startled, but Du Xinghe himself was not strong enough, and the little wooden horse fell to the ground, with only one obvious sword mark.

The little wooden horse was touched by a small clockwork, and its limbs began to move, but it fell to the ground and could not move forward.

The demon lord Honglian was stunned for a while, her words were helpless, she didn't seem to know how to be angry anymore, she just said: "It's fine if you like it."

Du Xinghe was also taken aback, but did not answer.

Then the demon lord Honglian waved her hand, and in the courtyard outside the front hall, the air seemed to open a hole, one after another the big red boxes flew out, and then landed safely on the ground.

It took a while before all of them flew out, and the courtyard was already full, layered on top of each other, and placed very cleverly.

Master Du walked out tremblingly, "This is?"

"The betrothal gift." Demon Lord Honglian said.

Hua Ziyao said: "Master Demon Master has given up his mind?"

"It's absolutely impossible, but it's not possible now." The demon lord Honglian said in such a good tone.

Then he turned his head again and said to Master Du: "Father-in-law..."

The complexions of Du Xinghe and Du Zhuanhe instantly sank, Master Du waved his hands repeatedly, "I can't afford it, I can't afford it!"

The demon lord, Hong Lian, was noncommittal, and said to herself: "These are given to you, so that the wealth of the Du family will not be lacking for generations to come."

Master Du was still shaking his head and waving his hands, "No, no!"

Demon Lord Honglian continued: "Actually, it's not troublesome, it doesn't take up space." He took out a ring, "Just put them in this ring."

After finishing speaking, he waved again, and all the betrothal gifts were put into the ring, leaving Master Du dumbfounded.

Master Du insisted on refusing to accept it, while the demon lord Honglian insisted on giving it, and kept calling "father-in-law" and "father" as if he was addicted to it.

In the end, Du Xinghe couldn't bear to watch it anymore, and his face flushed slightly. This was a scene he had dreamed of before, but now when it really happened before his eyes, he hoped it was just a dream.

He walked over and took the ring, "You go."

Demon Lord Honglian was stunned.

Du Xinghe turned around and walked in, "You go, I just hope that we will never see each other again in the eternal life."

"Yan Zhen." Demon Lord Honglian shouted softly.

Du Xinghe turned around, there was no one with red hair and red eyes in the hall.