Having two children in three years is not a dream~

Jian Zhen never thought that he would be injured so badly because of forcing himself to speak to break through the realm. He felt a little better after taking the medicine prepared by the high priest. The fairy mountains in the fairyland were too cold. When the cold air of the glass stone in his body took effect, the time he spent awake in the fairy mountains was naturally much shorter.

Only when the sun of the demon world is shining in the sky will it wake up occasionally.

When I woke up today, I heard a few demon maids chatting while pruning the flower beds not far away.

"Have you heard that the Demon Lord got angry in the parliament today?"

"I know, because the Great Elders wrote to His Majesty in the hope that he would choose a concubine or a queen."

"How daring..."

"Yes, everyone knows that His Majesty never likes people to mention these things."

The little grass on the windowsill, which was originally sleepy, suddenly became much more energetic after hearing these words. Who doesn't like to listen to gossip about their owner? Who would have thought that the Supreme of the Three Realms would also be urged to get married one day?

Jian Zhen couldn't even imagine Ye Jisheng's expression at that time.

The maids in red were still chatting quietly: "Yes, the elders are also worried about the curse on His Majesty. His Majesty is a divine body. If he has a princess and gives birth to a little demon god, then other people in the three realms will no longer dare to attack our demon world."

The yellow-haired maid was cutting the branches of the flowerbed and said, "But His Majesty has a cold temperament. He has never been interested in beautiful women for thousands of years. If I were not to say, he might have only paid some attention to the pot of grass on the windowsill."

The little grass eating melon on the windowsill was stunned!

I never thought the topic would turn around to myself.

The maid in red looked over and smiled, saying, "You know what, this is true. Your Majesty should be much nicer to these plants. What a pity."

The yellow-haired maid turned around and looked at the tender green grass on the window table, and said softly, "That doesn't matter. After the fairy grass transforms, maybe it will also be liked by our Lord and become our queen."

After hearing this, Jian Zhen's leaves trembled in shock. Who, who will be the queen?

It, it is the lady who continued singing that night?

How, how is this possible? Even though that big bad guy looks very handsome, he always bullies it!

Xiaocao hasn't finished complaining yet.

The maid in red interrupted and said, "Don't even think about it. Who is our Lord? He is the only supreme divine body in the Three Realms. Many people want to get close to him but don't have the chance. How could he possibly be interested in a little grass that has cultivated for less than a thousand years?"

Jian Zhen: “…”

Is it popular to say bad things about grass to its face? Doesn’t it have any dignity?

Who cares about a divine body?

Believe it or not, after it transforms, it will marry Ye Jisheng and give birth to two little demons to scare you to death!

A certain grass was secretly complaining in his heart.

I was still mumbling when someone's voice suddenly fell. I didn't know when Ye Jisheng stood by the window. He lowered his eyes and said, "Are you saying bad things about me in your heart again?"

The grass on the windowsill trembled all over! It was so scared!

Ye Jisheng raised his eyebrows at its guilty look and said slowly, "It seems to be true."

Before Jian Zhen had time to feel guilty, the two maids who were trimming the flowerbeds not far away were already terrified. They dropped their tools and knelt down to beg for mercy: "I deserve to die, please spare my life, sir!"

The sunlight from the main hall fell on the red bricks and green tiles of the Demon Palace, and the bronze wind chimes made a clear and cool sound.

The grass on the windowsill rubbed his fingertips affectionately with its leaves.

The sunlight was so bright that the face of the man in black clothes could not be seen clearly. Ye Jisheng said indifferently, "Go down and accept your punishment. I don't want to see you here again."

The two maids quickly knelt down to express their gratitude. Even though they were punished to a state of suffering worse than death, at least they were able to save their lives, which was already a great blessing from heaven. They quickly took their leave.

Jane Zhen watched them leave.

Ye Jisheng's hands were wrapped around its branches, and he said calmly, "Are you relieved?"

Jane Zhen shook her tender green leaves a little embarrassedly. She just didn't want to see two girls who often came to the flower garden to take care of the plants lose their lives because of what they said.

Ye Jisheng looked at its appearance, curled his lips and sneered: "What a promising thing."

Jane really looked at him in confusion.

"You are too soft-hearted towards others, and you will suffer for it sooner or later." Ye Jisheng's red eyes were cold, as if he was stating an established fact, and he raised his eyebrows: "But even if I tell you these, I'm afraid you won't remember them."

Jian Zhen: “…”

It's not a fool!

Ye Jisheng looked at the grass in the pot and stretched out his hand: "I'll take you to a place today."

In the past few days, Jian Zhen had a hard time even transforming because of his injuries, but the magic power that Ye Jisheng injected into the basin, the warm heat filled his body with strength again, and his spirit condensed easily and flew into his arms.

Almost in an instant.

The only sound I could hear was the whistling wind, and when I opened my eyes, I was already in another place.

Ye Jisheng: "We are here."

Jian Zhen came out of his arms and flew up in surprise. It had never seen such a beautiful sight before. Standing on the edge of a high mountain cliff, the rising sun broke the clouds and mist, and the orange cloud waves rolled in the sky like water waves. Standing in the mountains, all things in the world seemed to be overlooking at feet. They were so close to the sea of ​​clouds and the rising sun, and the golden light sprinkled down like a spring breeze.

The vast spiritual energy filled the space between heaven and earth, and Jian Zhen unconsciously flew up and turned a few times.

Ye Jisheng stood on the cliff and said, "The high priest said that your meridians are blocked and you need the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to help you practice. This is Wangyun Cliff in the Demon Realm, the place closest to Yunwaitian, where the spiritual energy is the most abundant. It will be good for you."

Jane had never seen such a beautiful scenery.

Ever since the accident, it has been staying in the pot, looking at the small sky and imagining the outside world. At this moment, looking at the rolling sea of ​​clouds and the sky full of rosy clouds, you just feel happy and satisfied.

Ye Jisheng stood on the edge of the cliff, the wind blowing through his black robe, making a rustling sound.

Jane was really tired and fell on his shoulder.

Ye Jisheng glanced at its wilted appearance and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jian Zhen was swaying as she looked at the scenery of the sea of ​​clouds, thinking that she was indeed a grass as the maids said, with low cultivation and never having seen the world. She was already amazed just by looking at the scenery.

Ye Jisheng asked, "Are you thinking about what the maid said?"

The grass elves jumped up and looked at him in shock. How could this guy be so smart? Could he read minds?

Ye Jisheng took it off his shoulder and said calmly, "Your thoughts are written on your face, why do you need those magic tricks?"

Jian Zhen: “…”

Is it really that easy to understand?

The sun on Wangyun Cliff was bright and dazzling. Ye Jisheng said, "You don't need to care about what others say. Even if you are just an ordinary grass with low cultivation, you are never despised in my heart."

Jian Zhen was slightly surprised to hear this. No one had ever said this to it before. Was he afraid that it would feel inferior?

A faint feeling of emotion emerged in my heart.

Before I could savor the taste...

Ye Jisheng's red eyes drooped slightly, revealing the arrogance and confidence of a superior. He said, "Because you are the grass I raised, you are naturally the most precious grass in the world."

Jian Zhen: “…”

It just knows!!

The wind from Wangyun Cliff blew across the hills. A man and a grass sat quietly on the cliff until the sun set at noon when the sun was at its best. The grass that had been exposed to the sun all day was warm and the cold air was gone.

Ye Jisheng was also practicing martial arts. When Jian Zhen looked at him and the sunlight fell on him, his handsome face with closed eyes was picturesque, like the most perfect work created by God. When the dangerous red eyes and strong aura of the past were gone, he looked like a mature and handsome man. It must be said that, putting everything aside, his external conditions were almost perfect.

No wonder the maid said that countless people were flocking to the devil.

Just looking at the face is impressive.

Jane was really staring at his face, and was caught off guard by the pair of red eyes that opened. Ye Jisheng's gaze was extremely penetrating. He looked at the elf calmly and said, "Does it look good?"

The grass elf subconsciously wanted to nod, but fortunately his reason stopped him and he quickly shook his head.

Ye Jisheng looked at the little dumpling's simple and honest appearance, curled his lips, and stood up: "Let's go."

Jane was really reluctant to leave. After seeing the free world, she had to go back to her small flowerpot. This made the grass sad. However, she didn't expect that what she saw in a moment was not the familiar Demon Palace.

The walls of Demon World Castle came into view.

In an instant, the man who came here from the mountain walked into the city without any disorder in his breath.

Jian Zhen had seen the town below when he was in the sky, but he had never been there in the past hundred years. The Demon City under the Demon Realm Palace was the most prosperous center of the demon clan, especially with the recent demon clan festival, it was even more lively.

After Ye Jisheng entered the town, people kept coming to greet him:

"Your Majesty."

"Hello, Your Majesty."

"Your Excellency, are you out shopping?"

"We have just picked some Fire Moon Fruit. Would you like to try some, Your Majesty?"

It is rumored in the Three Realms that the Demon God Ye Jisheng is brutal and cruel, which makes everyone tremble with fear, but the people of the Demon Clan are not afraid of their monarch. Even in the past hundred years, Jian Zhen has never seen Ye Jisheng killing innocent people in the hall.

One person and one grass were wandering aimlessly.

Until a small stall not far away attracted Jian Zhen's attention. The stall owner who was drawing fortune lottery tickets shouted: "Draw the fortune lottery tickets for the new year. May you have a very auspicious year and all your wishes come true!"

Jane had never participated in this kind of activity before, so she was a little curious.

Seeing the little spirit on his shoulder so excited, Ye Jisheng walked over slowly and stopped in front of the stall.

The stall owner was startled when he saw him, and almost couldn't hold the signature in his hand, and he stuttered: "Master Demon!"

Ye Jisheng nodded calmly and said, "Draw a lot."

The stall owner hurriedly handed over the stick tube in his hand. When Ye Jisheng stretched out his pale and slender hand, the entire stick tube began to tremble and wail uncontrollably, making it difficult for the stall owner to hold it steadily.

After trying several times.

The stall owner said pitifully, "Your Majesty, you are a god. The fate of a god cannot be easily predicted. Please..."

Ye Jisheng then withdrew his hand. Originally, he had no interest in this kind of game. After all, he never believed in fate. But when he turned around, he saw the little grass elves looking at him with pitiful eyes. They looked like they wanted to draw very much, but they couldn't get anything because of their spiritual state. So they looked so pitiful.

Ye Jisheng raised his eyes and said to the stall owner, "Spread out all these signatures on the table."

Although the stall owner was puzzled, he did not dare to resist the order of his master, so he obediently covered the table with the sign card facing upside down as instructed.

Ye Jisheng said to the little guy on his shoulder, "Go and choose."

Jian Zhen never thought that she would actually have the chance to draw a lot. After hearing this, the whole little ball was happy. She flew up in one go, hesitated for a few seconds, and landed on a signature. After thinking about it, she kept this signature for herself, then flew to a corner and clicked on another signature, pushing it in front of Ye Jisheng, choosing two in total.

The stall owner saw an invisible spirit in the air pushing two signatures out.

After doing all this, Jian Zhen sat there panting, her tender green buds swaying, and she looked at Ye Jisheng expectantly.

Ye Jisheng picked up the one that belonged to him, handed it to the stall owner and said, "Solve it."

After the stall owner took it, he read out: "Red candles and lanterns cast shadows, congratulations, Your Excellency, this is a lucky sign, representing the coming year will bring good luck, it is a marriage sign!"

Ye Jisheng raised his eyebrows. He had never been tempted by worldly desires for thousands of years, let alone marrying.

The stall owner obviously thought of this as well, and smiled awkwardly: "Signing varies from person to person, and most of the time it's just to get a good head, Your Majesty, don't worry about it."

Ye Jisheng lowered his head and said to the elf on the table: "No, let's go."

Jian Zhen only heard Daji. He had a dream of transformation and was now expecting that he could also have Daji's signature and transform smoothly. So he quickly stood up and jumped, silently expressing his anxiety. He also wanted Daji!

Ye Jisheng lowered his eyes to look at it, and finally, when Xiaocao was about to get anxious, he picked up another signature and handed it to the stall owner: "Unlock it."

The stall owner didn't quite understand why the Demon Lord wanted to open two cards, but he opened it anyway. It would have been fine if he hadn't opened it, but after opening it his expression changed and became a little unpredictable.

Jane was really nervous, and her breathing became lighter.

Seeing that the stall owner hadn't said anything, Ye Jisheng narrowed his eyes and asked, "Why, is it a big evil?"

The stall owner stammered, "That, that's not the case."

"If you're not hesitating, why are you so hesitant?" Ye Jisheng's eyes fell on him, his red eyes: "Read the words of the signature."

The superiors who have been in high positions for many years will feel endless oppression even if they are just talking calmly. The stall owner was just stunned for a moment and then said with a bold face: "Whose golden sparrow fell on the field? This is a good pregnancy card. Generally, people who draw this lot in the capital are very lucky. It is not a dream to have two children in three years!! "

After the words were spoken, the air was silent.

Ye Jisheng glanced at the completely frozen little grass elf, raised his eyebrows, and said slowly: "Why, you haven't given up on that green-haired locust tree elf?"

Jian Zhen: “……?!”

It’s so unfair!!