my devil butler

The gunpowder smoke dissipated, and the ground was in a mess, full of potholes, and the stone bridge connecting the two mountains was knocked down at some point, and a black figure stained with blood appeared, dragging the mess and walking towards the cross step by step. , there is his favorite young master there.

Many years ago, he lost half of his wings because he was alive and killed an angel. Many years later, he lost the other half of his wings for an order. In fact, he knew in his heart that he was not for that order, but for his favorite master.

"Master, I never imagined that you would deceive others." Jiulan dragged her exhausted and seriously injured body to the cross, stretched out her bloody hand and gently untied the ice thread that bound Fengyue to the shelf.

Jiulan held Fengyue in one hand, put her coat on Fengyue's cold body, and when she was about to leave, she looked back at Alois who was frozen, moved her feet, turned and walked towards Alois Go, untied the tie, wrapped the tip of the hand, dragged Alois to the edge of the cliff, and threw it down the valley. There was a river leading to the underworld. This river circled around the foot of the Devil's Mountain , In fact, there is hell under the Devil's Mountain.

There is only pain, only the redemption of darkness and blood, there is no holiness like heaven, no light, only the redemption of pure soul.

Jiulan didn't stay, and slowly walked down the snow mountain with trembling steps. This mountain was originally called Angel Mountain, holy mountain, but at this moment, it was stained with unclean blood. The blood flowed all over the ground and flowed down from the top of the mountain. Dyeing the white snow, it turned red.

Many, many white birds and crows died tonight. They are the power to maintain the battle between the two gods and demons. Here, the wounds on the body can be healed in an instant before. Because there are crows, the crows that represent uncleanness will sacrifice their lives to become Every drop of blood and flesh of Jiulan's life is now dead, and he can only slowly heal the wounds on his body.

He doesn't have any power at the moment, not only can't heal himself automatically, let alone heal his young master.

"Young master, this is the first time you lied to me. I never thought that the first time you lied to me, you can be so real. You really lied to me." They all fell to the foot of the mountain, "But, young master, I have received your last words, and I have received your words."

After walking for some time, Jiulan came to the shore, looked at the morning sun, and realized that at dawn, he was still talking to himself: "Master, you can't die yet, I still have a lot to say." Tell you."

Two days later, Jiulan made a sail. He put the maple moon on the sail and rowed the oars. The sea surface made ripples. It was the sunset time, and the sunset glow in the sky turned the entire sea level red. , I saw a small sail sailing slowly on the sea level, rowing towards the other side of the sky, which is full of regret and love.

Not long after they left, the island of gods and demons collapsed and fell into this sea area. When it collapsed, layers of waves were set off, pushing the distant sails farther. With the help of the power of the waves, the sails It quickly disappeared into this sea area.

"Master, let's go home..."

(The following is Jiulan's monologue)

Young master, it was only at this moment that I deeply felt that the distance between us is so far. I can no longer feel warmth from your body, only coldness.

Is your soul so cold? I can feel that you are slowly leaving, but I can't find where your soul will drift next.

Even the contract that binds us tightly can't find your trace, can't book your next road like before, can't personally arrange your next road like before, can't predict, what will happen to you next Is it 'return' or 'return'

Carrying your cold body, in order to fulfill my most longed-for dream, let's go home.

PS The author has something to say: Some people say that the protagonist is really abused too much, and the ending really shouldn't be like this, and I don't want to~~~ But... there is an extra episode to compensate everyone.

Extra episode [-]: Is this considered love?

In the boundless night, Fengyue is surrounded by the rich aroma of red roses. This fragrance...is so familiar, like his smell, cool but gentle that touches people's hearts.

But shrouded in darkness, nothing can be seen, nothing can be touched.

Habitually, the name blurted out: "Jiulan"

Right in front of him, there was a feeling of coolness and peace of mind.

Suddenly he felt relieved, because at least at this moment, he could feel that he was by his side.

"Master, I'm here." The calm and elegant voice seemed to be right next to his ears, and the sound of flowers drifted past, bringing him a little warmth, passing over the tip of his nose, his face, and his heart...

Suddenly, it was dawn, and the boundless sea of ​​flowers and roses greeted my eyes, bright red and dazzling, just like his dazzling smile, making people...love and hate.

The wind blew, and the petals on the ground were rolled up and fell on him. He didn't find the trace of Jiulan, but he felt the smell of Jiulan, the unique warmth of his body.

A trace of disappointment flickered in his eyes, he remembered that he was already dead!Why is he so stupid, why is Jiulan here?

With the disappointment in his eyes growing and growing, he lowered his head and began to pat the petals on his body awkwardly. Only then did he realize that he was wearing a white aristocratic dress with a white collar. The feathers, the long coat lined up to his calves, and the belt tightly tied around his body was a pale yellow color.

The design of the white dress was very lifelike, even the lotus flower on his left chest was embroidered so beautifully, the flowers and leaves embroidered with gold silk spread all the way to the corner of his clothes.

There was a beautiful brooch hanging on the heart, and there were many rose petals in the pockets on both sides. He reached out to get rid of the roses in the pockets, but took out a letter.

When he opened the letter, a black feather fell out. Seeing the feather fall, his heartbeat slowed down by half a beat. He hurriedly picked up the feather, but dropped the contents of the letter.

A letter fell out of the envelope and appeared in front of Fengyue. On the dropped corner was written: To the young master

Seeing these words, Fengyue hurriedly picked up the letter paper, sat down on the ground full of petals, and looked down at the letter paper.

"My clumsy young master, you must not be able to do anything now, you will definitely lose the feathers in the letter paper when you untie the envelope."

This is the beginning of the first sentence. Seeing this, Fengyue muttered a few words in a low voice. He really can't do anything. I have known him for 11 years. July after my birthday.

Thinking of this, Fengyue curled her lips, and her dry mouth told him that he was thirsty, and she habitually reached out to catch the teacup, but what she received was only a cold wind and flying roses.

"Master, it seems to be tea time now. You must be thirsty. Do you miss the days when you could reach out and receive a cup of delicious tea?"

"Master, you must have just seen this now, and started to slander again. How can I understand your thoughts so well? Did I use mind reading skills to you? ! I'm like a roundworm in the young master's heart!"

"Young master, I miss you. I don't know what to do without you. I habitually stand behind you with a tea set, to be your most secure and stable backstage, to support you, so that you will never fall."

"Master, writing this letter to you, I actually forgot the cake in the oven for the first time. I only smelled the burnt smell now. It's a terrible smell, it's too pungent."

"Master, if possible, I want to stay by your side until the end of time, remember! It's time for ages!"

Seeing this, Fengyue's heart was full of bitterness. He had received everything Jiulan wanted to say, but he hadn't sent out what he wanted to say.

Jiulan, I'm done with this kind of life, can you pick me up?Take me away, get out of this ghost place!

"Hey, in this case, we are in love. If so, can we spend a lifetime to feel the tenderness here..." Suddenly a hand stretched out from the front of Fengyue, and the most beautiful oath in the world came from him The devil in front of him said it.

Fengyue raised her head suddenly, and saw that smiling face, it was such a familiar smiling face, the only smiling face that could make him feel safe.

Stretching out his right hand and clasping his left hand, when the ten fingers interlocked, it was like the contract pattern on the palm of the hand, and they were tightly clenched. Jiulan thinks the most beautiful smile in the world.

Take the first step, followed by the second step, without the company of music, only the sound of the wind, and roses flying all over the sky.

Going around, every step is so solid, the whole world is quiet, only the sound of wind and footsteps.

But—when the wind stopped, the flowers fell, and the world stood still, like the devil's smile, it slowly and stiffly disappeared...

So - I woke up from the dream, the sky was bright, and the pleasant music filled my ears. Looking along the source of the sound, I saw the devil standing on the balcony. His back was still so wide, but he also wrote Full of sadness, just like this song...

Extra episode [-]: Falling down strong

The dancing steps that went round and round unknowingly smashed his dream, smashed the barrier between reality and dream piece by piece, Fengyue finally saw the reality, he... not dead yet, his purple eyes flickered a few times A very happy smile, it turned out that he was so eager to live, looking at the deacon who was addicted to playing the violin, a heart-warming smile appeared on the corner of Fengyue's mouth, and the sun shining in from the balcony was also warm.

Suddenly, the deacon on the balcony suddenly turned around, Fengyue put away her smirk in a hurry, but no matter how fast, he still saw it, and saw a doting smile on the corner of his mouth, put away the violin and walked over.

"You will be happy too?" Fengyue couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked questions, moved her body, and sat up from the bed.

"Because the young master is the same, I call it echoing." Unexpectedly, the answer that was waiting for him was this sentence.

Fengyue gave him an angry look, obediently asked Jiulan to help her get dressed, then suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Jiulan, why am I still alive?"

Surprisingly, Jiulan's hand stopped suddenly, and he looked up and smiled at Fengyue, saying: "As your deacon, it is my duty to protect you thoroughly, if you can't even do this well, How do you deserve to be the young master's deacon?"

"Jiulan, where is this place?" Fengyue looked at this strange room, the decorations here, every vase looked very old, the room furnishings were very simple, a bed, a dressing table, a chair and a wardrobe, a balcony.

There is a bottle of freshly cut roses on the dressing table, which is still fragrant.

"This is the castle when the young master first met me." Jiulan lightly twisted the last button on Fengyue's body, stood up and stood straight to the side.

Hearing that Fengyue was a little surprised, he didn't expect this demon to bring him back here. He remembered that the castle was very big, especially the back garden.

"Jiulan, how long have I been asleep?" Fengyue asked.

"The young master is very sleepy, and he sleeps for a year." Jiulan replied jokingly, unknowingly, he stayed by Fengyue's side for another year, 12 years.

Fengyue sighed slightly, seeing the imprint on the palm of her hand, her body couldn't help trembling, a kind of bitter and helpless sadness arose spontaneously, how could he forget about the contract, his life ended here. "Our contract, I have achieved my ultimate goal, and it's time for me to return your promise."

"Is the young master so eager to leave?" Jiulan's eyes flashed a little hurt when he heard this, and it was true that his young master didn't love him.

"Jiulan, it's time to start." Fengyue closed her eyes as if waiting to die. In fact, he didn't want to do this, but he understood that what he had before was just a dream, and the demon in front of him was real. No mercy.

"Then, master..." Jiulan's voice passed by his ear, and the warm breath sprayed across his cheeks, "Master, our last promise is to be together until the end of time, have you forgotten?"

Fengyue's body visibly trembled when she heard this, it was clearly a dream, but it was so real, but what does Jiulan mean by saying this now?Did he really promise to him?

"All I want is the young master, and I want the young master to live well by my side..."

After finishing speaking, it was his lips that brushed across his face until they kissed his cherry red lips.

His young master is very cute, and he needs to teach him slowly and carefully to keep kissing, what a little idiot!

His demon is very hateful, even kissing will torture him, obviously he can't do anything, this even makes his breathing difficult, suffocating...

He really did it on his own, helped him put on his clothes tightly, and then hurriedly took them off, it was disgusting, as expected, he still had to leave those seductive lips.

"Ahhh!" Fengyue panted heavily as soon as he was released, his face flushed, looking at the clothes that were slowly falling off his body, he turned his head away, but he still saw himself reflected in the mirror , but that face was fixed at the age of 17. He was asleep when he was 19 years old, but he still has a charming face. Although he still has a little childishness, he is really beautiful...

"Master, what are you in a daze for?" Jiulan was a little dissatisfied seeing Fengyue looking at her in a daze. She was still in a daze at this moment, but most of it was pampering.

"Jiulan...I won't." Looking at Jiulan's smooth and broad shoulders, Fengyue blushed, choked on her saliva with a grunt, and faltered for a long time before she could speak.

"I'll teach you." Jiu Lan looked at the retreating Fengyue eyes and smiled, those eyes were full of playfulness.

"Can I stop studying today and learn it another day?" Fengyue retreated with a sneer, moved to the side of the bed, and tried to escape, but before she could escape from the "dangerous" zone, Jiulan threw her His petite "cat" was carried back to bed.

"Ah! Jiulan, I said I'll learn it another day! I can't postpone the itinerary, I can't change the itinerary!" Fengyue's furry sound came from the bed, and now it's terrible, he seems to have raised a terrible demon, If you fatten him up, he will eat him up. Now that the purpose of the contract has been achieved, his orders don't count. How pitiful... Decisively hide under the covers!

"This is a compulsory course for today!" Jiulan said while pulling the quilt. This irresponsible young master wanted to run away with his tail between his legs when he got angry. memory.

In the end, our lovely young master was still no match for that vicious demon, and just like that, a certain young master was given the legendary compulsory course, that is... was thrown down by Jiulan.

Episode [-]: You are the dog

in the afternoon.

"Master, it's lunch time, shouldn't you come out of the bed?" Jiulan sat on the edge of the bed and tugged at the corner of the bed, the cat inside was still angry at him!

"I don't want it!" Under the bed, Fengyue turned her back to Jiulan, gnashing her teeth and cursing Jiulan in circles.

"Is the young master so tired?" Jiulan asked with a smile, bent down and stretched out her hand to pull Fengyue over, only to see that there was still the remaining love on his reddish cheeks, red and swollen lips, covered with tears. Cheeks with tooth marks... Now, his lovely young master was marked by him like this.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Jiu Lan smiled and said, "I forgot, the young master is not feeling well now, does it hurt, young master?"

When Fengyue heard this, she wanted to jump up and slap him hundreds of times to vent her anger. He hurts, he hurts everywhere, up and down, why doesn't he try to see if it hurts?He also suspected that the demon was transformed from a dog, and he was almost "bruised".

Fengyue gave him an angry look, pursed her mouth, took his hand and bit it down hard, she was so mad at him, the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, why did he always give this evil deacon the first time? take away.

Although Jiulan dotes on Fengyue, she can't help but speak with a dark belly: "It turns out that the young master is a dog."

Sure enough, when Fengyue heard this, she let go of her mouth immediately: "You are the dog!"

"The young master is not a dog, so why did you bite me?" Jiulan asked innocently, seeing his harmless appearance, Fengyue went crazy again and was speechless.

Looking at her masterpiece, Fengyue felt a little pleasure, and finally got revenge, raised her eyebrows, and asked knowingly: "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts." Jiulan didn't think for half a second, and said this in a serious manner, but there was no expression on his face that should be painful, ah hey!It's all smiles, make no mistake!

At this point, Fengyue was speechless, and lazily moved her body to sit up from the bed, and asked Jiulan to help her put on her clothes, only then did he realize that this feeling was really amazing.

In silence, he expressed what he wanted to say.

He didn't know when it started, he didn't like to order Jiulan to do anything in a cold tone.

I don't know when it started, he began to dislike the promises that are not promises based on the contract.

"Young master, what are you thinking?" Jiulan gently tied the bow on her dress and tie, stretched out her hand and stroked Fengyue's nose.

Suddenly, Fengyue buried her head over and threw it into his arms with a bang, which surprised him.

"Master..."

"Jiulan, let's just leave it at that, we don't want any more orders." Fengyue said.

Jiulan smiled slightly, reached out to stroke Fengyue's head, her heart was full of sweetness, "I see, let's get up for lunch, you must be hungry."

Saying that, Jiu Lan hugged Fengyue and walked out of the room. He prepared a seafood feast today. Although only his young master was eating it, he still prepared a lot of styles.

"Master, how does it taste?" Jiulan stood aside and looked at Fengyue who had finished her meal.

"It's unpalatable!" Fengyue uttered such hurtful words habitually, and he always belittled him mercilessly when he asked him how it tasted.

"Duplicity" Jiu Lan smiled, his young master has always been like this.

"You haven't eaten anything for so many years, are you really not hungry?" Fengyue looked at the table full of feasts, and said this without thinking. He regretted it as soon as he said it. Why did he ask such a low-level person? problem.

Jiulan looked at Fengyue who was pretending to be fine again but actually started to feel annoyed again, stretched her hand to Fengyue's face, and began to ravage her.

"Let go!" Fengyue said angrily, why did she ravage him again.

"Master, this will reduce my fatigue and fill my hunger." Jiu Lan said softly.

Hearing this, Fengyue was stunned for a moment, raised her head and looked at Jiulan with mixed eyes, curled the corners of her mouth and didn't know what to say.

For more than ten years, it turned out that his daily breakfast and dinner consisted of stroking his soft cheeks.

Jiulan bent down, just facing the upturned head, and gradually approached, saying: "Master, my breakfast is to help you wash your face, and my dinner is to help you take a bath."

Seeing Jiulan's ambiguous eyes, Fengyue blinked, raised her hand to fight back, rubbing him for so long, she still has to pay it back!

So the face-scrubbing battle between the "human and devil" started, and the cheeks of the two were pinched round and square by the other side from time to time.

"Although the young master is quite thin, his cheeks are still fleshy."

"You look quite strong, there is no flesh on your cheeks, it's boring!"

…………

No, the two started to slander each other again when they were bored.

Episode [-]: On that day, I would like to

Sunset

Gusts of cool wind wrinkled the calm sea surface, and the waves swallowed the footprints on the beach step by step. The turbulent waves told the silent beach its loneliness.The gorgeous sunset glow, like spilled paint, sprinkled on the horizon, setting off the bright red sunset.

But the setting sun seemed to be drunk and plunged into the water, swaying and swaying, dyeing the blue ocean into a dazzling red.

At the seaside, two pairs of footprints spread on the beach. Looking along the footprints, I saw the two walking on the beach one after the other.

"Master, it's getting windy, go back." The deacon persuaded, took off his coat and put it on the shoulders of the young man who was only wearing a thin shirt.

"It was very hot just now." The boy narrowed his eyes slightly because the wind blew his bangs into his eyes, put one hand on his forehead, and looked at the sunset in the distance.

"But it's very cold now, and I'll catch a cold." The deacon said, looking up in the direction the young man was looking at. There was only a rainbow of sunset glow, and before he knew it, the only one remaining sunset had disappeared.

"When did you learn to care about people?" Fengyue withdrew her gaze. At some point, this demon turned from teasing and ridiculing him to caring. Before, he always laughed at him for being so weak, like a glass bottle. broken.

The answer to his question was Jiulan's deep silence, and he didn't know when he learned to care, nor when he learned happiness, sadness, fragility and emotion that only human beings have...

Seeing that he didn't answer, Fengyue twitched the corners of her mouth, turned around, left a sentence: "Go back" and left first.

Jiulan followed closely behind Fengyue, looking at Fengyue's ungloved hand exposed outside her coat, she stretched out her hand and still didn't make a movement of crossing the pool, she was used to following quietly, thinking It takes a lot of courage to reach out to hold him, and it took a long time before he said, "Master..."

"Huh?" Fengyue stopped, turned her head and bumped into Jiulan's arms, didn't the deacon notice that he stopped?

"Master, are you angry that I didn't answer you?" Jiulan asked, looking down at Fengyue who was still in his arms.

Fengyue shook her head, when did he learn to care, he didn't know, it was because he didn't pay attention carefully, he just saw this rare sunny day, and thought a little... "How about going hiking on a suitable day?"

He raised his head, his eyes revealed urgent desire, his childish cheeks were pink and tender, without the ice of the past, and he stared at Jiulan intently.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, it was very gorgeous, it was rare for his young master to show such a childlike appearance, his young master really lived and returned, he had the calmness and maturity that he shouldn't have when he was young, and now he should Some are mature and steady but replaced with a touch of childishness.

"Jiulan?" Fengyue just smiled and said nothing when she saw him, her eyes flashed with disappointment, that's right, now the contract is no longer counted, he has no right to ask him to answer anything, and he has no right to ask him to do anything, just lightly After calling him softly, suddenly his feet lightened, and his body was hugged. He was used to being hugged by him, and he was used to it without feeling strange.

"Then...young master, let's pick a good day and go hiking together." Seeing his loss, he couldn't help agreeing.

That rare smile reappeared on the young man's face again, reflected in his dark and shiny eyes, and captured that fleeting smile in his eyes.

"Jiulan, are you tired of pretending like this?" The young man reached out to caress his cheek, and the hand rested between his brows. He pointed to his eyes, which were originally red. Why did he keep pretending, aren't he tired...

"The young master is also not tired, isn't he?" Jiulan closed his eyes and opened them again, they were blood red, his eyes seemed to be alive, the blood in them was cloudy and foggy.

Fengyue was stunned, her face darkened, and she said: "That was before, I have tried my best to take off the disguise."

Yes, he has worked hard to change, and that withered smile is a symbol of his efforts to change, and since he doesn't like him pretending, he doesn't have to pretend anymore, a doting smile flashed across his red eyes, looking Looking at the castle already erected in front of him, he let him down.

If possible, s/he would like time to go slower/faster...

Sooner or later, that day will come.

If time slows down, that day will not come.

The excursion you want, if the time is faster, the day of our departure will come soon. I don't know when you plan to book that day?

I don't want to stay away, if the time is slower, the day of our separation will not come, I wonder when will God set that day?The day I grow old...

"Master, I will not let you leave me..."

The deacon behind him suddenly spoke, and the young man turned his head suddenly, his eyes were full of surprise, but it soon turned into sarcasm: "Human beings will grow old one day, Jiulan, you don't have that day."

Is this a promise, Jiulan, or is it the reluctance and unwillingness you suppress in your heart?

"Master, don't you believe it?" Seeing the sarcasm in those eyes, he was not angry, but asked very plainly.

Fengyue was silent for a while, and said: "I believe you."

"Master, don't forget the original oath, I will accompany you until the end of time, if that day has not come, how can you leave?"

Hearing this, Fengyue suddenly realized that there was a faint smile drawn from the corner of his mouth. He raised his eyes and said, "If that day comes, I will."

Jiulan looked at him dotingly, this is the secret between them, if the day comes when he doesn't want to grow old, he will let him have eternal life and be by his side forever.

Spoiler: Ladies and gentlemen, look here~~~

"Now it's the filming live broadcast, uh... I'm Jiulan, thank you for listening." The person who said this was a handsome man in a black swallowtail, and it seemed that he had already put on his makeup and was ready to go on camera.

"Jiulan! Come here and get me buttons, I don't know how to wear them, these staff are messy!!" Fengyue's impatient voice came from the dressing room.

Hearing this, everyone present was ashamed, our young master is going to be angry again, our protagonist~~ so our director is so fart...

"Jiulan, go and serve your young master first." Mu Yehua smiled helplessly.

Before Director Mu Yehua finished speaking, Jiu Lan, who regards the young master as the sky, went in to serve his young master.

So...the scene is cut off, and the scene is changed again...

This is a spacious room, ahem, so it was originally the office of Fengyue in the work, so our young master sat on a chair, and Jiulan stood straight behind him.

"Director Mu Yehua, we're done with the play, why did you specially invite us back today?" Fengyue's tone was obviously stinging, and she looked at Director Mu Yehua with murderous intent in her eyes!

Director Mu Yehua was overwhelmed by the young master's gaze. He was sweating profusely, smiled embarrassingly, and finally said bravely: "This, this, please come back and make an advertisement!"

"Really! To make an advertisement and disturb our honeymoon, can't you just take a picture yourself!" Fengyue was still upset, and gave Mu Yehua a supercilious look.

"Well, if you come out on stage, the effect might be better!" Mu Yehua said as before without fear of death, her two little hands kept circling.

"Young Master, calm down, you are still on the live broadcast." Jiu Lan reminded in a low voice behind Fengyue, sending a gentle smile to the camera.

"But..." As soon as Fengyue heard Jiulan's voice, her tone was clear and weak, she was not as domineering as before, she turned her head and pulled Jiulan's arm and said with aggrieved face: "It's too bad, we just went out for a hike A few days, only a few days..."

"Good boy." Jiulan fondled Fengyue's head, raised her head and said to director Mu Yehua, "We only give you 10 minutes, the director should cherish it!"

Hearing this, Mu Yehua let out a sigh of relief, what can she do in these 10 minutes?Not even a cup of tea! ! ! !

Well, so it was compromised like this, so the following scene happened...

"Dear readers, hello everyone, it's Beijing time, at 09:30 p.m., at the request of director Mu Yehua, we came to China from Australia, um, what's the reason?" Jiu Lan Jie Said, with a casual touch, two words appeared from where he clicked - "advertisement"

"As you can see, it was because of this small advertisement that Jiulan and I were forced to stay up late and travel long distances to come to China," Fengyue said.

"Now our work has serious problems, the first one is..." Jiulan said, touched Fengyue's face, and led Fengyue to let him stand beside her.

"That's - collection." Fengyue said directly.

"The second is push, step." Jiulan said.

"Everyone who reads the article, always forgets to click the top button at the bottom of the article, which makes our Director Mu Yehua feel sore when he reads it. He doesn't know how many people read his work. How many people are secretly supporting us."

"So... Here, we are back to help Director Mu Yehua, please click to register an account, and then go to our work homepage to help save it."

"That's it, 10 minutes have passed, and we have to go to the next stop, to travel to Hawaii, here... Dear friends who have finished reading this book, please move to the new book "Laughing into the Demon School" directed by Mu Yehua "

"There, everyone may appear in the text, as long as you tell Director Mu Yehua in the book review area..."

then……

The next moment, our dear Jiulan, together with the young master, boarded a private plane and flew away in the direction of Hawaii...

Director Mu Yehua tearfully saw him off, "Emma, ​​it's not too late for you to stay and drink two cups of tea before leaving. It's hard to see each other!!!"

Suddenly, a sentence came from the sky: "I'm sorry, director, my young master's supper time is already past at this time!!"

Looking at the stars in the sky, Mu Yehua tightened her windbreaker, the weather is really cold, but...

""Laughing into the Demon School" is released, I hope all the judges will come and join us!!"

Our Jiulan and the young master have gone on a blind date, and they don't plan to appear in the new book. There's no way, they won't come out... I will! !Dear friends, if you want to appear in Yezi's new book, just follow what Jiulan said, and reply to the post in the book review area over there~~~~