Because the demon clan is flourishing recently, with a new king ascending the throne, summoning his harem, and relying on the power of the demon king, he took down the Demon Lord who had been silent for three hundred years and the sinister and difficult Ghost King at the same time.
Therefore, the Zhaoxianlou opened by Yeyuetan in the border area between the demon race and the human race is crowded with people every day, and business is booming.
In just over ten days, he earned dozens of times more than the expected price.
This is really exciting good news.
After he quickly checked the account book, he went to find Shen Wuyou to share his joy, and then decided on the next area to open a chain of restaurants or other shops.
He asked Bai Wei, but was told that she had been taken away by Wang Fu.
He felt depressed and stood there for a long time holding the account book. Then he gritted his teeth and walked into Fanwu Palace.
If he raised his head slightly, he could see the huge plaque with the name on it, which was very eye-catching.
He wanted to turn around and leave, but the moment he took a step, he felt something was wrong.
Why?
It was obvious that he knew her first, so why should he give way to that demon lord who appeared out of nowhere?
He had lived for nearly a thousand years, how could he not know the morals of the demons? They were crude, arrogant, violent and rude, how could they be worthy of such a gentle and intelligent beauty?
So he stopped, turned around, and walked straight in...
The servants in the palace all knew that the prince did not like crowds of people, especially when he was with the king, and they ordered that no one was allowed to approach him.
So when Ye Yuetan walked in, he found that the huge palace was empty.
He was suddenly startled and rushed forward to check each room one by one.
Meanwhile, Shen Wuyou, who was completely unaware of this, was obediently stroking Bhagavan's fur.
"That's all just rumors spread by people in the palace. Don't you know where their hearts are, my lord?"
She had seen people being coaxed this way on TV, so she naturally thought that he would calm down. However, unexpectedly, his expression turned cold at a speed visible to the naked eye.
?
Shen Wuyou was puzzled, blinking her wet black eyes, and then explained:
"Actually, I was just suspicious of Feijian's identity and planned to adopt a conciliatory strategy. As for what those people said, it was actually my instruction. I had to create such an environment for him to see what his purpose was."
This was half-truth, half-false. Creating an atmosphere was real, but the purpose... she had known it all along. It was just that she couldn't confront him head-on, so she had to resort to roundabout methods.
But Bhagavan did not react at all, just looked at him quietly, which put an invisible pressure on her.
"I didn't touch him! Seriously!"
She raised her hands in proof of her innocence.
"Wuyou, sometimes I really don't understand, who are you really sincere to?"
Bhagavan looked at her like this, his eyes dimmed, with many emotions mixed in them, but the only thing he didn't do was blame her.
"Who? I've already been with you like this and you're still asking me who I have in my heart?!"
Shen Wuyou didn't understand. If she didn't like him, how could she be willing to go to Wushan with him and make love? Why did he say that?
"Is it me..." He said in such a low voice, like a question and a sigh.
"Yes! Who else could it be but you?" she answered seriously and earnestly.
So...
Then why couldn't he feel any love from her?
Even if it's just a trace, a wisp, or a tiny bit... he will be able to feel the feedback brought back by the marriage contract.
She had always liked him, even if it wasn't deep enough, but it didn't matter, they still had time, and she was willing to be with him.
However, until now, the facts told him that she still had nothing for him...
"Hmm..." Although he responded, his eyes were indifferent, and he didn't seem to believe her.
So, Shen Wuyou immediately sat on him and said seriously, word by word -
"I don't like dirty things, and he is one of them. I heard from Poppy that he used to have a lot of fun and was so licentious and disregarded ethics. I don't know how many people had sex with him... Anyway, he's too dirty. I don't like him. I will never like him in this life!"
She even felt that the girls in the brothel were cleaner than him. At least those girls had to accept such a fate because of the bad people they met. It was pitiful and sad.
But let’s not talk about the person who possessed this flying sickle, but his original soul is really... hard to describe in words.
"Sir, I only like you..."
She pouted, lowered her head, looked at him from time to time, then suddenly lowered her eyes, muttering so.
"good..."
He reached out, touched her waist, pressed her into his arms, and then pressed her sleeping point to make her sleep more deeply.
Then, he got out of bed, walked to the door, opened it, and looked down at the man shrouded in the barrier below. Seeing his stunned expression as if struck by a bolt from the blue, Bhagavan's tone was calm and unmoved:
"The person she is talking about is not you."
Upon hearing this, Ye Yuetan’s already pale face became even more bloodless.
He looked devastated, his head stiffly raised, his silver eyes bloodshot, yet he forced himself to remain calm and said, "I never thought... the dignified Demon Lord of the Northern Territory would resort to such a lowly method! Could it be that she's afraid of my place in her heart? You wouldn't dare let me run into her!"
"You are not suitable." Bhagavan said this bluntly without paying any attention to his provocation.
"You say it's inappropriate, then it's inappropriate?! Why?" Ye Yuetan rarely gets angry, and he has never been so hysterical as he is now, disregarding his image.
He said angrily: "I was the first one to know her! I had so much fun with her - poof!"
Before he could finish his words, his body suddenly shook, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"If you can't even withstand the pressure from me, how can you have the confidence to question me?" Bhagavan was dressed in a dark black robe, his face was extremely cold and pale, but he looked majestic because of his resolute face.
Ye Yuetan wiped the corner of his mouth, then stood up stubbornly, straightened his back, and stared at him with his silver eyes, with a kind of desperate momentum:
"Yes, you are the number one among the celestial beings, invincible. You are powerful and formidable, but so what? What can you bring to her? The wrath of the demons? Or the pursuit of the Demon Lord? Bhagavan, the dignified Supreme Lord of the Demons, is so indecisive that he allows his nephew to ride on his neck and bully others! If the Demon Lord were to attack the demons one day, have you ever thought about what you would do?!"
His eyes, as if seeing through him, were filled with indignation: "On one side is your nephew, and on the other is a woman from another race. Northern Territory Demon Lord, do you dare to state your choice without hesitation?"
Since you knew it would hurt her, why didn't you cut off contact from the beginning?
On the one hand, he pretended to be deeply affectionate, but on the other hand, he didn't even have the courage to stay by his lover's side! Is this his love? The love of the great Demon Lord of the Northern Territory?
Ridiculous, really ridiculous!
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