Yufeng is the demon king, this is a fact that Shui Ling'er must accept, but his twisted face can never be put down, and he continues to be angry with Vicious and Jiangnan Jun. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The two walked along the long corridor with exquisite gauze screens for a while, and when they didn't see him, they stopped and looked back, and saw that he was just swinging behind, not far away, and not close to him, and knew that his heart was still not polished.

Seeing them waiting, Shui Ling'er walked over and asked in a sullen voice, "You guys, why don't you leave?" The voice was stuck in her throat, as if she was talking to them, but she didn't want them to hear.

Jiang Nanjun patted him on the shoulder and asked, "What, are you still angry?"

Shui Ling'er snorted, shook off his hand angrily, and replied, "Ling'er doesn't dare." You are all elders, Ling'er is a junior, the elders lie to the juniors, it is right, how dare the juniors complain?"

The Son of Heaven sighed and praised: "Look at our little mouth, how dexterous it must be! This 'elder and junior' is like a tongue twister, our two old guys have no such soft tongues, but we don't want to win him!"

Jiang Nanjun has always been unsmiling, but he was so amused by his words that he couldn't help laughing, he laughed out loud, and said again and again: "Brother Xian, his mouth is full of crooked reasoning, if you don't train him well, it's just fine, why do you still make trouble with him......"

Vicious couldn't help but laugh and said, "Okay, listen to the eldest brother, I won't make trouble." However, since Ling'er's clever mouth has been occupied by crooked reason, I'm afraid that I won't have time to accept the invitation of my notorious demon king, so let's drink pear blossom brew with the two of us tonight, and I won't get drunk or go home, right?"

"Ahh

No matter how strong he was, he couldn't resist the wine worms that were all over his body, and at the same time, his nose immediately smelled the fragrant fragrance wafting out of the pear blossom wine bottle that day in his aunt's meditation room.

It seems that the caracal annihilation used a little trick, and the complaint that tickled his heart and forced it in his stomach turned into a desire for pear blossom brew.

His anger finally disappeared.

In the evening, the Son of Heaven prepared a table of sumptuous wine and food in Fan Yao Palace, which was counted as the two of them to catch the wind.

This period of time has passed, although the experiences of the three people are different, each with its own thrilling, but the stories one after another, no matter how different the content is, are nothing more than licking blood with a knife, crying blood with tears.

On this night, the three of them can still get together to drink and talk, which can be regarded as the rest of their lives after the catastrophe and regain their sight. The joy of this reunion is difficult to express in words, and the only way to express it is to send love with wine, and the sigh in my heart is all dissolved into the mellow pear blossom brew.

After three rounds of drinking, he put down the luminous cup of Khotanese jade in his hand, looked at Shui Ling'er with deep eyes, and asked: "Ling'er, although you know my identity, you still have many questions in your heart, and you want to get my answers, right?"

Shui Ling'er was suddenly asked by him and asked about the matter, and the wine glass almost slipped off his hand. He couldn't answer yes or no, only met his gaze with contradictions.

Jiang Nanjun knew that he was going to start talking about important things, so he also put down his wine glass and sat silently on the side, waiting for them to get to the point.

"For so long, Ling'er has been thinking about why the Xuantian Toad was domesticated for me, why I know the secrets related to the dragon tooth mirror, and I also know how to decipher the demon clan's characters. At the same time, I can't understand why I can still send you into the Illusion Talisman and provide you with such a detailed map of the Emperor God Palace. But when the gates of the Tomb of Despair open before you, all of that has an answer, right?"

Shui Ling'er nodded and admitted: "Yes, sir...... Oh, Your Majesty the Son of Heaven...... When I learned who you really are, all my doubts were solved. Now I also understand that the person who really saved my aunt five hundred years ago was actually you, and you just borrowed the hand of Wuyue Liuxian because you couldn't do it yourself. ”

Hearing him call himself by that strange title, Caracal frowned and said, "If Meng Ling'er doesn't give up, you should still call me Yufeng." When I'm with the two of you, I'll be a true Northern Fox layman. ”

His sincerity deeply touched Shui Ling'er and Jiang Nanjun. Shui Ling'er remembered that she was so willful with him during the day, and her face, which had been cleaned up, turned red, and she quickly changed her words: "Ling'er is really called Mr. Yufeng or Brother Yufeng." Since you and I both have this intention, let's forget the title of 'Son of Heaven' for the time being. ”

Seeing that Shui Ling'er finally truly accepted herself, she was so happy that she almost shed tears, and hurriedly took the wine glass and drank it all, hiding her excitement in the past.

Shui Ling'er hesitated slightly, but still asked timidly: "Sir, by your flower lake, Ling'er once lost her honor by asking about the whereabouts of the first master's aunt, and she still feels guilty. But now that my Zen skills have been completed, can my husband reveal a thing or two about this matter to me and Brother Jiangnan?"

The Son of Heaven had planned to tell them in detail all the things that happened before and after he and Xi Mutong went to the Ghost Mountain, but Shui Ling'er just asked the right question, so he began to tell the story. (To be continued.) )