Go Through My Demon Host

Suyi stared blankly at Dianbai who was far and near, as if the whole world was only in Dianbai.

Ranbai walked to Suyi's side, and said a word in an extremely clear and indifferent voice.

one sentence,

The words that make Suyi regain hope.

Feng Luo: "..."

Host, hello pit.

Until Suyi left.

It seems that the rain has gradually stopped, pattering until it stops.

Ranbai squinted slightly, and looked up at the blue sky.

——

In a blink of an eye,

Three years have passed.

three years,

In the world of immortality, it is not worth mentioning.

But a lot happened.

E.g,

The demons were occupied by a mysterious young man, and they respected him.

In the Immortal Sect of Qing Dynasty, the four elders whom Mo You Lian worshipped as teachers, and Mo You Zi Dou became famous.

The Hehuan Sect is growing stronger day by day, and Saint Ye Ruixiu is unfathomable.

Lots and lots of things.

are gradually forgotten over time.

Mo Youzi's hatred was full.

Already looted the system.

Feng Luo fell into a deep sleep, absorbing energy.

Demons,

in the hall.

A man dressed in a purple robe, tall and slender, with a jade crown tied in his hair. The intricately crafted facial features seem to be crafted from heaven, and the long, narrow and deep Danfeng eyes seem to contain black mist, swallowing people in the blink of an eye.

all of a sudden,

Su Yi.

"Shangzun, Yunbai Shangxian didn't do anything today, just..."

The man who came in to report had a strange expression.

Suyi's expression was indifferent, and his pitch-black eyes only fluctuated when he heard about dyeing white.

"Say."

The man said strangely,

"Shangxian Yunbai caught a few monsters today and made them. Well, one, very creative, with a dish. Feed it to the monsters, and then the monsters spit it out on the spot."

Suyi chuckled abruptly, as if in the Valley of Warcraft at that time, she had also made a barbecue once.

Although,

Very peculiar.

Dyeing Bai: Hehe!

Hearing the low voice overflowing from Suyi's throat, the complainant lowered his head even lower.

Su Yi.

It was parachuted into the Demon Clan a year ago.

then.

Directly injure all the powerful demons.

All Mozu people still have deep memories of the picture that day.

The man, dressed in purple clothes, is peerless, standing in the void, and the innate noble air makes people unconsciously ups and downs.

"From now on, this deity is your king!"

It took a year.

Suyi cleaned the demons from top to bottom.

Finally, the entire Demon Race was sorted out.

"You go down."

Hearing Suyi's casual tone, the subordinate who reported the report did not dare to say more, bowed his head and left.

Suyi turned and left the hall.

That flower and tree.

It was all made according to Jingyuegu's format!

Suyi walked into the study,

On the desk with the retro pattern of red sandalwood, the walls are full of portraits.

All are girls in white clothes.

Dyed white.

Suyi's eyes darkened, and his slender, jade-like fingers rubbed against the portrait.

seem,

That way you can touch that person's temperature.

he,

Really miss her.

Want it so so much.

Suyi walked to the desk and picked up the pen and ink.

The strokes are extremely natural and smooth to outline a woman.

Every move is full of nostalgia.

Until the figure of the woman in the portrait came out.

Lifelike, like a real person.

Suyi stared blankly at the woman in the portrait.

Dressed in white clothes, she is unparalleled in the world.

Three thousand blue silk, extremely supple.

Cold eyes, inhumane.

Dyeing white: "..."

It is exactly like the main hall.

three years.

Su Yi has been restraining himself.

Don't think about that person, don't see that person.

But,

When night falls, toss and turn.

what comes to mind,

It's all white-washed.

Suyi's dark eyes were filled with tender and lingering nostalgia, and he couldn't hide his deep affection.

How deep are you? Made for you.

"Bai Bai, Bai Bai..."

Intimate addresses lingered from Suyi's thin lips,

With unspeakable love.