What is the limit of the Liu Pavilion in the Liuhuai Mo and Liuting 2
The two raised their hands to salute, "Miss Yu." The voice was hoarse, and the sound of 'click' was like the sound of bones interlacing.
Yu Yue raised his chin and glanced at the two of them with his peripheral vision: "Say."
The two people looked at each other, and the person standing on the right took a step forward and said respectfully: "The Demon Lord left a message when he left, asking me to stay and follow Miss Yu's instructions to ensure the safety of the girl."
"Oh," Yu Yue flicked his long sleeves and said angrily: "Guarantee my safety? If I am in the way, how can you two little devils protect me? It's just surveillance, why do you say it so nicely? .”
"This..." The two looked at each other again, bent down and said carefully, "Miss Yu..."
Yu Yue smiled: "Actually, it doesn't matter. You don't have to do this. No matter where I go, I can't escape the surveillance of the devil. Now it's just more straightforward."
A monster like her, who is neither evil nor evil, knows how much she weighs best. She will not naively put herself in the position of a girl. In fact, she is the same as the two people in front of her, but she When he was young, he was used to being arrogant, and he only dared to stretch his claws with Chi Ming once or twice.
Yu Yue looked at the two people holding sickle knives and wrapped in the darkness, and secretly sighed. They were so insignificant. They were born to live under the wings of others. They made a contract with blood and obeyed orders without any second thoughts. , Mortals who are born with no power can still talk about pursuing ideals, but they never know what ideals are, their long life span is too dull, and they even have to sell themselves to find a way to survive. It's like a walking zombie. If you think about it carefully, it's actually worse than a new ghost in the Netherworld Palace.
The devil world has always been pitch black, and every fallen person, demon, ghost, or immortal will have a new pair of eyes, a pair of wolf-like eyes that can see things at night as if they were in daylight.
They don't need light or the sun. It's dark and cold here, as if it's scarier than the hell on earth. In this dark and cold devil world, there are only two places with light, and one is Guyi where Yu Yue lives. Palace, and another place is Chi Ming's residence - Minggui.
All the light sources in the place of death come from phoenix grass. This kind of grass only grows in the palace of the sun god Xihe outside the East China Sea. It is said that this phoenix grass is transformed from the light powder falling from the sun. When planted, it not only resembles sunlight, but also Heat is like a little sun...
I don’t know what method Chi Ming thought of to transplant the glowing grass from outside the East China Sea to this dark demon world, and the glowing grass is growing well, so he must have been taking care of it all the time.
Next to a stone collapse, icicles hung upside down to form a curtain, and the light of the phoenix grass reflected on the icicles, making it look like a magnificent sea palace, with brilliant lights...
However, it is obvious that Chi Ming does not like such light.
When the stone collapsed, Chi Ming turned over and pulled the red quilt over his head, trying to block the light in the room as much as possible. After repeating this many times, Chi Ming finally turned over and got up, pulling off the black cloak hanging on the icicles. Putting it on his shoulders, he reached out and wanted to pinch a glowing grass next to the stone collapse. As soon as he put his hand over it, he loosened his grip and stroked the glowing grass he wanted to strangle to death from a distance. He couldn't tell what his expression was. ······
This is the first time in so many years...
he does not know.
Also, I don’t want to know.
Chi Ming tied the cloak on his shoulders, stood up and left the dormitory. There was a really unique world behind the dormitory.
——Glory grass is planted all over the ground, and peony flowers are blooming sparsely. They look like some kind of pattern... There is a path in the middle, leading to an arch bridge.
The gurgling sound of the water under the bridge is like a small stream in the mountains. There are rows of glowing grass planted on both sides of the stream. The light of the glowing grass is reflected in the center of the stream, dotted with stars, like the Milky Way in the divine world.
Occasionally there are ripples, which are fish swimming across the water...
Chi Ming walked through the path, climbed onto the arch bridge, and stopped. He stood on the arch bridge, like thousands of stars arching north, and even his black clothes did not feel out of place...
In the far north, where the peony grows the most, a wooden sign was erected. It was made of green sandalwood and exuded a faint fragrance. The wooden sign had a few words carved into it, which seemed to affect the beauty of the wooden sign.
Chi Ming stood in front of the wooden sign, blocking the light. He could not clearly see the words on the wooden sign. He could only vaguely see the words: My Wife... Mo..., and the rest could not be seen clearly.
Already...
Chi Ming squatted down and patiently removed the weeds next to the wooden sign. Thinking about this demon world, there has been no grass growing for thousands of years. Even the plant monsters are not very adaptable. Now not only the delicate Yinghuo grass has grown, but also the weeds have grown.
Come and get a share of the pie.
Chi Ming removed the last weed, patted the soil on his hands, stretched out his hand to touch the words on the wooden sign, and was speechless for a long time...
Everyone in heaven and earth knows that Mengchang, the Lord of Medicine in the God Realm, makes the best wine, and Chi Ming occasionally goes to get it.
The wine I collected was buried next to the wooden sign, and I didn’t drink much. As time passed, the wine became old, and I could smell the aroma of the wine through the soil. I don’t know if it was because the aroma of the wine was too strong, or because of the night.
It was too deep. Chi Ming stretched out his hand to dig out a jar of wine, opened the seal of the wine, grabbed the jar and "gudong, gudong" and took a few big sips. He didn't drink alcohol, but some people like the Huaimo brewed by Yaojun Mengchang.
Said: The taste is not strong, almost sweet, the fragrance is not greasy and can be used as a sweet drink.
Chi Ming closed his eyes, and when he opened them again he seemed to be covered in drunkenness. He pressed his forehead against the wooden sign, his voice was a little hoarse, and he talked intermittently while drinking wine.
"You don't have a drinking capacity to begin with, yet you lied to me and said you can drink..."
"...If you get drunk in one gulp, does that count as knowing how to drink?"
Chi Ming shook his head and smiled: "I have never heard of it."
"You said Huaimo smells the best and is not strong at all. I like it very much..."
"I like it too. It would be best if you were as gentle as Huai Mo."
Chi Ming leaned against the wooden sign, holding a wine bottle on his lap in one hand, and making a silent gesture with the other hand, "Shh...", "I won't tell you Jiu Mei, what are you doing again?"
After secretly drinking, you leaned on my shoulder and slept well."
"Have I ever told you that when I was young, I laughed at the old Demon Lord. I laughed at him because he was in love. As a Demon Lord, he was trapped by love all his life and died in mourning..."
"Ah······"
It was quiet for a long time again, and the dark wind from the devil world blew by, and the Yingzhuocao trembled, shaking off the light powder on the ground. Chi Ming sealed the wine jar in his hand and buried it in the soil again. He gently stroked the wooden sign
He put his head on the wooden sign and said in a very soft voice: "I'm not drunk..."