It turns out that Hua Niang understands Liang Yue better than Feng Jian.
Liang Yue would never do such a thing as committing suicide!
She may not have learned anything from her crazy father, but she may not be able to change her habit of holding a grudge.
Su Ye returned to the Su family, taking Gu Liangyue with him.
The headmaster brought back a child. This news was passed to the five elders of the Su family by the spy, the senior brother, before Su Ye entered the door.
Therefore, when Su Ye entered the door, the five elders stood guard at the door with beards and stares, ready to fight as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Liang Yue is still asleep. If she were awake, she would turn around and leave.
She just wanted to make a deal with Su Ye, but had no intention of joining the Su family.
Su Ye didn't say much to these elders, and only said: "This child can help our family find the sacred object of the clan, the Soul-Calling Tower."
In line with the principle of preferring to believe what they have rather than what they don't have, the elders had to put away all their righteous words first, welcome people in with half-belief, and take good care of them, and take out all the precious medicinal materials for people to use.
Therefore, Su Ye's ability to take the position of leader was not only based on his strength.
It's all about words.
Liang Yue thought that when she woke up again, she would be in reality.
But when he opened his eyes, he saw Feng Jian again.
His long white hair was spread out and could be used as a quilt when spread on the soft couch.
Liang Yue couldn't help but think of the poem "White hair is three thousand feet". She didn't know whether Feng Jian was born with white hair or whether it was dyed later.
Thinking of this, Liang Yue sat up and took a peek at Feng Yan, who was sleeping on his side. Seeing that his eyes were closed and his breathing was even, she grabbed a strand of his hair and smelled it. There was a strange aroma, as if It is a combination of several flowers.
Such a grown man still makes aromatherapy?
Liang Yue peeked at Feng Yan again. His facial features were more three-dimensional. If she were an ant, it would be like climbing over a mountain when she climbed over her nose!
At this time, Feng Mian's brows furrowed slightly, and Liang Yue immediately removed Feng Mian's hair, fell down immediately, and continued to pretend to sleep.
After a while, there was no movement from Feng Jin, so Liang Yue dared to open one eye, and saw that Feng Jin's eyes were still closed.
If you don’t run now, wait until later!
Liang Yue tiptoed along the golden curtains and got down on the bed.
"call!"
Liang Yue didn't even dare to use his spiritual power. This palace was built by Feng Jian, and he would feel the slightest fluctuations in spiritual power.
After Liang Yue took three steps, she had to look back at Feng Jian to make sure that he was not moving before she dared to continue running.
In the sea of one's own consciousness, it is like a thief!
Liang Yue felt miserable.
Finally, Liang Yue walked to the door.
She grabbed the door bolt and pulled it in, even if it opened a crack, but the door didn't move at all.
Another ban! Another ban!
ah!
Liang Yue stamped her feet angrily, and suddenly felt something slippery brushing against her neck. She lowered her head and saw that it was a strand of white hair!
Since then, Liang Yue has developed a fear of white-haired things.
Liang Yue raised her head and saw one of Feng Xian's arms leaning on the door. He was leaning over and looking down at her, his brows and eyes full of teasing.
"You've woken up a long time ago, right?"
Liang Yue took a step back, but she touched Feng Ming's long legs.
There is something wrapped around my waist. No need to look, it must be the hair that can be long or short!
"Do you think you can run out?" Feng Yan used his other hand to pinch Liang Yue's face, pinching one side of her face until it was deformed!
“If you don’t try, how will you know how to run out?”
Liang Yue grabbed Feng Ming's hand, "It hurts! It's so shameless for a monster king like you to bully a child like me!"
Feng Yan loosened his hand slightly, but still pinched his cheek. He chuckled: "Gu Xingchen, are you a child too?"
Choked!
Liang Yue has nothing to say.
"Are you being too lenient? I just missed a bowl of Meng Po soup. If you want to settle accounts with me, it should be a matter in the underworld, and it has nothing to do with you, a monster."
"Sharp-tongued. If you weren't the regent's daughter, you would have been beaten a lot since you were little, right?"
Feng Yan let go of Liang Yue's face, then pinched Liang Yue's wrist and brought her back to the couch.
Feng Ming's white hair always relies on its owner's consciousness, leaving Liang Yue with no room to struggle.
Liang Yue sat on the couch, other than staring, she could only curse.
"If you weren't the Demon King, you would have received a lot of beatings, right?"
Unexpectedly, Feng Mian nodded.
"The demon world is different from your human race in this regard. There is no ranking based on seniority. The strong one is the king and the loser is the slave. If you want to be the demon king, you must be able to defeat all demons."
"Then can you beat the big-tailed wolf?"
Liang Yue suddenly thought of Xuan Hui.
Demon Judge or Demon King, which one is more powerful?
Feng Ming leaned on the edge of the couch and asked Liang Yue: "What do you think?"
Liang Yue really thought about it seriously.
The reason why Feng Jian became the Demon King must be because of his strong strength and fighting power, not because he is good-looking and popular, right?
However, it is obvious to all that Xuan Hui is not popular in the demon world.
After Feng Jian, the demon king, was sealed, the demon king's palace was ruined, instead of a new demon king taking the throne. This means that Feng Jian has a certain prestige in the demon world, and a demon with the strength to replace him can , either he hasn’t been born yet, or he is unwilling to succeed.
But if Xuan Hui stops being a demon judge one day, I estimate that Xuan Hui will definitely die miserably, with all the beings in the demon world kicking him to death.
So in terms of overall strength, Feng Yan should be the more powerful one.
But if she admits that he is stronger in front of Feng Yan now, Liang Yue has every reason to believe that Feng Yan will be even more proud and arrogant, right?
Therefore, even if he admits it in his heart, he still has to be duplicitous and not make him too proud.
Liang Yue shook her head: "I don't think you can do it."
"no?"
Feng Yan's hair tightened, "What's wrong with me? How did you know that I'm not working?"
"You definitely can't beat Xuan Hui, let alone my master! My master is Pixiu! You don't have as much wealth as him, right? You don't have his outstanding appearance, right? No..."
Liang Yue's chin was pinched, and Feng Ming's face magnified in front of Liang Yue.
"Get that master of yours out of your mind!"
Feng Jian suddenly changed from being bored to being serious, with a ferocious look on his face, which shocked Liang Yue.
"I don't!"
I just want to go against you and either make you angry to death or make you angry away!
Anyway, as long as you don’t bother me again!
Feng Jian, who was originally domineering, suddenly became approachable again.
"It turns out that you are deliberately irritating me. I am not angry, so I forgive you."
Liang Yue saw Feng Jian suddenly in a good mood with a smile on her lips, and suddenly remembered that she was under the Heart-Linking Curse, and Feng Jian knew everything she was thinking.
oops! Miscalculation!
Instead of making him angry, I made myself angry!
Gu Liangyue! Are you too stupid?
Liang Yue tried her best to calm down quickly. It seemed that she couldn't lie in front of Feng Ming anymore.
Just as he was annoyed, Feng Yan took out a dagger from his sleeve. The blade was sharp and shone with cold light. Feng Yan showed the dagger to Liang Yue. The dagger reflected Liang Yue's broken face.
