Chapter 32 The Demon Lord Becomes My Little Guardian 4
The man in white named Zhu Xun burst into laughter, instantly leading everyone to laugh in schadenfreude.
"This is so funny! I thought my red was bad enough, but there are other losers like me."
“This is the first time I’ve seen this.”
"Hurry up and get off, pressing it any further won't produce any flowers."
Jiang Zhi ignored it and closed his eyes.
Jiang Zhi felt relieved when he could no longer sense Li Chuan's breath. A warm spiritual power slowly rose from the soles of his feet and was drawn into the white stone.
"Look! It's glowing!"
"Oh, really."
The stone under Jiang Zhi's hand began to heat up, emitting a dazzling white light that made it impossible to open one's eyes.
Seeing this, the man in the main seat stood up excitedly, his fingers turned white and veins showed, and he actually smashed the chair handle into powder.
It's her!
She's back!
"Who are you?"
"Ling Jiang, long time no see"
Jiang Zhi curled his lips and greeted him familiarly.
Ling Jiang and Wang Chaoyang are both orphans whose parents were killed. They were taken in and taught by Jiang Zhi.
He didn't have a name, so Jiang Zhi gave him the name Ling Jiang.
At that time, Xiaobai also complained, "Why do you pick up children every day? You live like an old woman."
At that time, Jiang Zhi jokingly said, "Maybe it's the overflow of maternal love."
In fact, she knew very well that these two children reminded her of Lichuan in her first world.
Ling Jiang sniffed, his eyes turned red, and he ran off the stage happily.
Jiang Zhi dodged sideways and raised his hand to knock him on the head.
“Ouch, that hurts!”
Ling Jiang covered his head with his hands in grievance, pouting his lips, completely losing his serious and indifferent look just now.
"Ahem"
Ling Jiang coughed twice, trying to hide his true intentions, and then he grabbed Jiang Zhi's sleeve and dragged her aside.
The remaining people in the queue looked at each other, and saw confusion in each other's eyes.
"Sister, aren't you already dead?"
"God damn it, can't you just hope for my own good?"
Jiang Zhi rolled his eyes in annoyance, but felt warm in his heart. It felt so good to be cared for by others.
"Why have you changed like this? You're not pretty anymore."
"You've forgotten the art of illusion? Everything you learned has been thrown away."
Ling Jiang scratched the back of his head embarrassedly, feeling a little guilty, and quickly changed the subject.
"Sister, does my brother know you are back?"
Jiang Zhi shook his head, "Don't tell him yet."
Ling Jiang didn't ask the reason and nodded obediently.
Ling Jiang also had to supervise the selection of disciples, so Jiang Zhi walked around Ling Xuan Sect by herself.
Before we knew it, we stopped in front of a small wooden house that looked very old.
Spring had just passed, and the willow tree in front of the wooden house was lush and green. The subtle sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves, casting a star-like scene on the ground.
This is the home she and Li Chuan built brick by brick. It has been uninhabited for a long time and has become increasingly deserted.
Jiang Zhi took a step forward, pushed open the door to the courtyard, and keenly noticed that the creaking sound was mixed with heavy breathing.
The voice was low and sounded painful.
After listening for a few seconds, Jiang Zhi blushed.
That voice was too familiar.
In the end, curiosity overcame reason, and Jiang Zhi crouched to the window and pushed it open a crack.
"Host, this is not good, hehehe"
Xiaobai chuckled.
"Since you don't want to watch it, I'll watch it myself."
"Don't"
Before it could finish its words, Jiang Zhi had already blocked it.
Looking at the darkness in the mirror, Xiaobai stomped his feet in anger.
Miser!
Because there was no sunlight, the wooden house was a bit chilly. A cool breeze blew by, giving Jiang Zhi goose bumps.
Li Chuan leaned lazily against the head of the bed. His expression could not be seen clearly, but only his slender arms stretched into the huge robe. A faint rolling sound could be heard from his throat, rising and falling with his chest.
Jiang Zhi touched her hot cheeks, feeling embarrassed to listen any further, and turned to leave.
"Weave weave...weave weave..."
The raised foot froze in place again. Jiang Zhi felt the blood rushing up his body and he couldn't breathe.
Who could have imagined that the Demon Lord, who had long been dead in everyone's eyes, would sneak into this place, facing the empty boudoir, unable to sleep every night accompanied by the scent of his old friend who had long since disappeared.
Jiang Zhi fled in panic.
………
The man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, and his confused look gradually became clear.
Following a low roar, a strange scent of sandalwood wafted through the air.
"Oh"
The man chuckled, unable to hide his amusement.
…………
Jiang Zhi met Ling Jiang again on the way to the kitchen.
Looking at Jiang Zhi's flushed face, Ling Jiang said with concern
"Senior Sister, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Hot"
"Oh, then you should wear less in the future."
Oh, innocent child
Jiang Zhi shook his head and walked towards the kitchen.
Ling Jiang followed happily.
"where did you go"
"Have a meal"
"Whatever you want to eat, I'll ask someone to make it right away."
"Sweet and sour spare ribs, braised deer tail, fried sausage, spicy chicken, Dongpo pork elbow, and crucian carp with fermented black beans. That's all I need. If there's more, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish it."
“………………”
Watching Jiang Zhi eat one plate after another happily, Ling Jiang gave a thumbs up.
"Heroine"
"Deputy Sect Leader! I finally found you!"
A servant rushed in, and when he saw Jiang Zhi's appearance, he stopped talking.
"It's okay, we're one of us."
The servant felt that Jiang Zhi was a bit unfamiliar, but since he could dine at the same table with the deputy sect leader, he must have a close relationship with him.
"The Sect Master has come out of seclusion."
"Hmm? When did he go into seclusion?"
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