Ye Youlan walked into the ruined temple and saw the demon king who had woken up and was resting against the wall with his eyes closed, and his pale lips had a slightly warm color.
The man's aura was extremely ghostly and haunting, and the small ruined temple gave him a suffocating and depressing atmosphere.
Except for Rong Shuangyu, who looked calm and composed, the others had sullen expressions and did not dare to say a word.
Knowing that he belongs to the Demon King, he is afraid of him.
Even those who didn't know his identity were intimidated by the aura emanating from him.
Ye Youlan walked up to the Demon Lord and just squatted down to check his pulse when her bare hand was held.
She focused her gaze, raised her head, and met the pair of charming and deep purple eyes that slowly opened.
Under the background of the candlelight, those evil eyes looked around, looking unparalleled in their magnificence.
"Lan, are your injuries okay?" Demon Lord said, his voice soft and hoarse.
Did this man ask about her injury first when he woke up?
At that moment, Ye Youlan seemed to feel something blooming quietly in her heart, so soft that she was at a loss.
Her clear eyes were confused for a moment, then she blinked lightly, ripples spread out, she looked away in panic, and said firmly: "I, I'm fine."
Her injuries were not serious, it was he who was seriously injured.
Moreover, I even slapped him...
Just as he was thinking about it, he forgot that his hand was being held by a man, and someone was smiling charmingly.
As soon as he moved, a deep pain suddenly hit him from his left shoulder, and he couldn't help but groan.
Ye Youlan held him down: "Why are you moving around? Don't you know the extent of your injury?"
He was full of resentment, but actually there was a hint of nervousness in his eyes.
She quickly took out a bottle from her arms, uncorked the bottle and poured out a pill for the Demon Lord to swallow. She sat cross-legged to gather her inner strength...
After a while, large beads of sweat fell from the Demon Lord's forehead, and blood seeped out from his shoulders.
Ye Youlan's eyes flashed, and she went up to take off his clothes.
The Demon Lord let her do it, but with a smile on his lips: "Lan, do you understand whether men and women can have sex? Ha... This is the second time you have taken off my clothes. Well, you also have to peek at me taking a shower...
...hehe...hiss!"
Ye Youlan glared at him fiercely and made a slight movement on her hand.
This bitch man, even at this time, still doesn't forget to tease her, it's so annoying.
But when she saw the Demon Lord baring his teeth and snorting, her eyebrows arched and she wanted to smile.
"A muscle-building pill is worth a thousand gold. Your Lingxiao Palace must have a lot of money. You can pay me back double when the time comes."
Hearing this, the Demon Lord raised his eyebrows, curled up the sexy thin lips under the mask, and smiled enchantingly: "Lan, I saved you, shouldn't you pledge yourself to me? Talking about money hurts feelings."
Ye Youlan blushed and spat: "What a beautiful thought!"
The devil's eyes flashed seductively, and he said jokingly: "I risked my life to save you, and Lan you pledged yourself to me, isn't it a beautiful thing!"
Hearing this, Ye Youlan's expression flashed slightly.
Finally, a muttered, "Scoundrel!"
After applying the medicine again, I heard the Demon King suddenly say: "Lan, I'm hungry."
Ye Youlan is silent.
"I'm hungry," he continued.
Ye Youlan looked at him, speechless.
"I'm hungry." Looking at her, the Demon Lord curled his lips and smiled.
Ye Youlan turned around wordlessly, walked to Jiuyue's side, took the roasted pheasant from him, and handed it to the Demon Lord with an expressionless face.
Seeing her like this, the smile in the Demon Lord's eyes grew stronger, and he said casually: "Feed me."
Two words, low dumb magnetism, enough to be charming.
Ye Youlan was so angry that she wanted to smack the roast chicken in his face.
Do you want face?
But the Demon King is so shameless.
He leaned against the wall, holding his shoulders, groaning in pain, with a miserable look on his face that said, "I can't move."
Ye Youlan was helpless, but this bitch man really saved her, so she had no choice but to follow his will.
Who allowed me to be a maid at this time?
This scene was also seen by Rong Shuangyu who was not far away.
His eyes flashed with a somewhat complicated look, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Leng Hanxiang, who was standing next to her, saw his eyes resting on Ye Youlan and felt secretly resentful.
Why... did that woman appear in front of Brother Yu?
How wonderful it would be to be dead!
Leng Hanxiang's resentful gaze was met by the Demon Lord.
His cold eyes glanced over, and suddenly there was a terrifying and compelling chill that sent shivers down Leng Hanxiang's spine.
Leng Hanxiang lowered her head in panic, not daring to look any further.
The crescent moon hangs, the silver light pours down gently, the pond water reflects, the mountains and rocks are stained with frost, and the heaven and earth sink into a silver world.
The night was quiet except for the occasional crackle of the campfire.
Everyone was exhausted after running around all day and almost all fell asleep.
Rong Shuangyu's bodyguards took turns keeping watch outside.
As for the Demon Lord, Jiuyue is guarding it.
There is also Ye Linyu who is looking at the martial arts skills. He looks so focused that he is really trying hard.
Jiuyue ignored it and just closed his eyes slightly to rest.
It was a cold night, so he added some firewood to make the fire burn brighter, and took out a cloak from his baggage to cover his master.
The Demon Lord suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, Jiuyue blinked: "Master?"
Seeing the master glance at the cloak, he glanced at Jiuyue with cold eyes.
Jiuyue was puzzled: "?"
The Demon Lord got up and saw Ye Youlan sleeping next to Ye Linyu, so he slowly got up and walked over.
When Ye Linyu, who was looking at the martial arts skills, saw it, he immediately became alert and stared at the Demon Lord.
But when she saw him covering Ye Youlan with his cloak, she couldn't help but be surprised.
After the Demon Lord covered Ye Youlan with his cloak, he lowered his head and stared at her beautiful sleeping face. Then, his eyes fell on the bracelet on her wrist.
For a moment, something flashed across his eyes, revealing a trace of solemnity.
Suddenly, there was a sound outside, the sharp sound of a sword being drawn.
The sound was so loud that everyone who was sleeping peacefully in the ruined temple woke up.