The black air gradually dissipated, and the little fairy just now had disappeared, but there was a piece of powder left behind.

Since the ninth level of Tianying Su was in charge, there will always be immortals who will disappear for no reason. In front of the immortals, Ying Su is no longer as gentle and virtuous as before, but is a bit more bizarre and cruel. Therefore, in front of her, everyone is also cautious, fearing that one day she will also end up as "unknown".

At this moment, Ying Su was the only one left in the hall. She stood up from her seat and the black coat on her body fell quietly to the ground. However, Ying Su didn't seem to care. Her steps swayed, and she slowly walked towards the back hall with some carelessness on her face.

When the golden curtain was lifted, the entire back hall was reflected in Yingsu's eyes. It was different from the purple-black on Yingsu's body, but it was mainly bright gold. The decoration inside was also grand and solemn. Unlike the style of the female fairy, it was more like the residence of the male fairy.

Standing in the back hall, Ying Su was a little out of place with the whole room. She stood in front of the couch, staring at the bed in front of her, her bright red lips curled up a different smile, and she raised her feet and stepped forward.

The whole room was quiet, and a faint fragrance filled the air. When Yingsu came forward, the person on the couch did not react at all.

"Your Majesty, are you resting here?

Taking Yingying's steps, Ying Suyi slowly sat on the couch with a smile on her eyes and a little charming tone.

At this moment, the person on the couch kicked his eyes, the whites of his eyes had been stained with blood, and every piece of flesh on his face was darkly trying hard, staring at Yingsu in front of him.

The Heavenly Lord was imprisoned here by Ying Su for a long time, but the people from the Ninth Heaven never noticed it. They all thought that the Heavenly Lord was really ill and obeyed Ying Su's orders every day.

"Why do you look at me with such eyes? Look at the Nine Heavens, aren't everything changing?"

The slender fingers gently stroked the face of the Heavenly Lord, and two red marks were slightly drawn from the vermilion fingertips. These two marks fell into Yingsu's eyes, but they had different interests. The excitement and greed in their eyes were hard to hide, and they were even a little crazy.

Ying Su is no longer the Ying Su of the past. Looking at the Heavenly King who could not move on the couch, he began to be happy from the bottom of his heart. Under his weak and kind appearance, his madness, greed and cruelty gradually showed, and there was bloodthirsty cruelty in his eyes.

"You should thank me, at least, I still have your life." Ying Su smiled faintly, her eyes moved away from the Tianjun's body, she stood up from the couch, walked to the table beside her, and leaned on the chair, "Of course, keeping you is just for you. If it weren't for your jealousy and unclear right and wrong, I wouldn't have today."

He held the white porcelain teacup in his hand, looked at the color on his hands, and stretched his eyebrows, as if what he said was an extremely small thing and had nothing to do with him.

"Heaven Lord, you are so stupid, too. If you are not stupid, I can't let you lie here."

The teacup in my hand was empty, and the dazzling red left on the white teacup, which was particularly dazzling.

Youyou stood up, Yingsu walked towards the door, flicked her purple-black sleeves, and the black halo instantly flew towards the Heavenly Lord on the couch. The Heavenly Lord, who was originally lying quietly on the couch, struggled instantly, and seemed to have some impediment between his throat, so he could only roar low, unable to say a word.

"Don't worry, you won't die. Let's be quieter and things will be easier to handle in the future."

Yingsu was faint, and the ruthlessness in her eyes seemed to have betrayed the smile that always rogueed the corners of her mouth and left directly.

The sunlight first appeared and shone on the red gauze. The red candles in the room had already gone out, but they still could not resist the unusual joy. The clothes scattered at the foot of the bed reminded what happened yesterday.

Luo Yuan leaned against the head of the bed and looked at the person in his arms.

The red marks on his body have not yet dissipated, and they are reflected in the sunlight. The curled eyelashes still have a bit of crystal water. The little man leans on Luo Yuan's arms, his red lips slightly opened and his eyes closed. This scene fell into Luo Yuan's eyes, which is undoubtedly a test for him.

Overnight, the distance between the two was infinitely closer, and Zhiyang really became Luo Yuan's person and would not leave.

Thinking of this, Luo Yuan couldn't help but curl his lips and smiled, hugged the person in his arms a little tightly, and a hot kiss slowly landed on her forehead, kissing Zhiyang's lips from her eyebrows and eyes.

"Um--"

I don’t know if it was during my sleep, Zhiyang kept responding to Luo Yuan’s kiss. The air in his mouth continued to thin. Before he opened his eyes, he stroked his little hands on Luo Yuan’s chest and gently pushed them.

"Little lazy bug, are you still sleeping?"

Looking at the confused Zhiyang, Luo Yuan's heart softened, gently rubbed Zhiyang's little face with a smile on his face.

Zhiyang frowned slightly, with a little temper on his face, forcibly opened his eyes, "Let me sleep for a while!"

After sleeping, he buried himself in Luo Yuan's chest, wrapped his little hand around Luo Yuan's thin narrow waist, and closed his eyes heavily.

"Okay, let you sleep, will I sleep with you again?"

The person in his arms was not wary at this moment and he agreed to Luo Yuan's words in a daze. But when Luo Yuan really lay down, Zhiyang suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Luo Yuan with some shock.

"What are you...you want to do!"

Zhiyang held the quilt tightly in his hand, with a little vigilance in his eyes. Looking at Luo Yuan's malicious smile, the alarm bell suddenly appeared.

"Don't you want to sleep? Be good, I'll sleep with you for a while."

Luo Yuan curled his lips and smiled, but Zhiyang's eyes kept wandering downwards, with some red marks on his shoulders, which were left by himself last night.

Seeing this, Zhiyang's face turned red. He remembered clearly what happened last night.

"No... I'm awake anymore." In an instant, Zhiyang hugged the quilt on his body and moved a little towards Luo Yuan, and his whole body kept wriggling like a little bug.

Luo Yuan grabbed Luo Yuan's big hand and brought Zhiyang into his arms. He looked at her shy eyes, "What? Wasn't you still quite bold last night?"

"You hate it, stop talking!"

After being joking with Luo Yuan like this, Zhiyang was completely uncomfortable. "I won't tell you anymore. I'm hungry, I'm going to get up and have a meal!"

It’s true that I’m hungry. The exercises all night really made Zhiyang unable to bear it, and his stomach was empty.

"Okay, I'll find food for my wife now!"

Luo Yuan didn't forcefully pull her. Looking at Zhiyang's timid look, she kissed her face and got up, put on her clothes and walked out of the door.

Listening to Luo Yuan's footsteps leaving, Zhiyang slowly showed his head out of the quilt, watching Luo Yuan's departure direction continue to laugh, the blush on his face disappeared, and he felt a little more happy.

"Actually... such a day is really good!"
Chapter completed!