Yan Chaosheng raised his eyes to look at her. The girl had just finished taking off his clothes and was sweating nervously. His pale cheeks were now so pink that they looked really good-looking. His expression was still cold, but there was a slight tinge in his eyes.

Ripples, raised his hand to touch her cheek.

Soft and delicate, with ice-cold muscles and jade bones.

He was impatient to wait, and just as he was waiting to become the guest, the ghost crows chirped five times outside the window, vaguely mixed with the melodious sound of a flute. It was like crying and complaining, full of sadness.

He paused with his fingers, his eyes darkened, and he held her hand.

The girl tilted her head and looked at him in confusion: "Husband?"

He pushed her away, got out of bed, put on his cloak, and his voice became clear and cold again: "You go to sleep first, I remember, there are some important things."

He stepped out.

Liu Shuangtuan was sitting on the couch, and the Pisces pendant slipped out of her sleeve, still with cracks in it, which made her eyes tremble.

"Husband!"

She didn't realize that she was almost shouting at the top of her voice.

Yan Chaosheng paused, looked back at her, and said without hesitation: "Say."

"I'm scared."

"The four generals of the rhinoceros demon will guard the empress."

At that moment, Liu Shuang blurted out many words, which finally turned into a warning: "It's windy at night, husband, please wear more clothes."

Through the silhouette in front of the window, she watched the long wind blowing on the man's sleeves. He walked through the twists and turns of the corridor, and seemed to have turned into a demon king who was determined to kill.

Liu Shuang picked up the collapsed Pisces pendant. The cracks on it became deeper unknowingly.

After Yan Chaosheng left, Liu Shuang had an uneasy sleep and had a dream in the middle of the night.

She dreamed about something that happened when she first transformed. It was summer in the world.

Just like the cunning nature of foxes, the nature of the Xiancao clan is to be homebodies. They often don’t like to move around, especially before they transform. So every ten years, when the crackling thunder and evil fire come in Canglan Lake, in addition to aquatic plants,

Not many can escape.

His lazy nature is engraved in his bones, he knows the danger, but he refuses to change despite repeated admonitions.

Although they are homebodies, they are the most innocent and kind-hearted race in the world, because everyone is born with nature, and they live in the most beautiful and peaceful fairy land adjacent to the human world, and they are born to learn to take care of each other.

When Liu Shuang transformed, Sister Lotus made her clothes out of lotus leaves, and the begonia branches turned into bracelets, which were clasped on her slender wrists. Mother-in-law, the pink butterfly flower Tuofeng, sent her half an elegant blue flower bouquet for her.

As an embellishment on her forehead, Grandpa Laoshu protected her from the sun and told her how to avoid the evil fire when it came.

She bathes in the moonlight and morning dew, and drinks from the clear springs of mountain streams.

Everyone cared about her and congratulated her on her attainment of immortality. Grandpa Laoshu asked her: "What do you want to do in the future and where will you go?"

She thought for a while: "I went to find the Immortal Lord who was injured and fell into our Canglan Lake last time. I accidentally ate his blood and couldn't help but absorb the spiritual power. I didn't mean it. I found him.

Just give it back to him."

"Oh, he is not an immortal king, but a ghost cultivator. Didn't Xiao Xiancao see the black fire mark on his forehead?"

She asked curiously: "What is a ghost cultivator?"

Grandpa Shu touched her head with the hanging note: "They are a group of bad and fierce people. They can crush you with just a few fingers. Don't go to them. Go to the fairy world after you have cultivated. I heard

The fairy world is more beautiful than our Blue Lake, and it is most suitable for fairies to live."

"What about the ghost world? Is the ghost world nice?"

"The sky is like bloody ink, bitingly cold, full of ghosts, without any power of fairy spirits. If a little fairy with low cultivation goes there, even if he is not eaten by them, he will not be able to survive in that place."

The ants were busy moving things under her feet, and she built a bridge for them in the puddle. She couldn't help but sigh: "That's so pitiful for him."

She lives in a ghost land that is not pretty at all. There are no four seasons and no fairy power. The tribe is very cruel and not friendly at all. If she can grow up smoothly, take him out and give him her spiritual power.

, let him also live in Canglan Lake, and she can practice from the beginning.

Only after she became the governor and cultivated herself from a girl to an exquisite young girl did she realize how ridiculous her original thoughts were. The monarchs of the two realms were not pitiful at all and did not need her sympathy.

And she seemed to be the stupidest fairy in the eyes of Grandpa Shu. She actually lived with Yan Chaosheng in the ghost world where he couldn't practice for nearly a hundred years. If he hadn't protected her with his advanced cultivation, she would have perished long ago.

The dream was peaceful and beautiful, but when she woke up, she felt her heart was sore.

She rubbed her heart, feeling dejected. In fact, she had not dreamed of the Blue Lake for a long time. The mortal storyteller said that people only miss the good past when their lives are not good.

But she was clearly living a good life. She was the only demon king, and all ghosts and monsters did not dare to hurt her. Chang Huan was there to take care of her.

What went wrong? She, who had always felt happy, started to feel sad?

Liu Shuang remembered what she had failed to ask last night.

She took a breath, no, she had to figure it out. She and Yan Chaosheng had to go through a lifetime, how could there be frustrations and misunderstandings.
Chapter completed!