In a luxurious study on the fifth floor of the Demon House Castle, Xingqing was sitting at her long desk, looking through all the income and expenditure accounts of the Demon House in the past month.

Although she also has many management talents in this field and manages everything in an orderly manner, she still needs to take the time to see the current situation and formulate plans for the next month.

The angel Yue'er, who was dragging a pair of silver wings behind her, stood beside her, handing the account books she wanted to check one by one to her, and putting forward some opinions and suggestions from time to time. It has to be said that the NPC of artificial intelligence can help in some aspects, sometimes even more than the players. At least there is no need to worry about Xingqing, that is, Yue'er will never leak the secrets of the Demon House to anyone except her and the Lord.

As for the real owner of the Demon House, the lord, at this time, he didn't know where to fight monsters and level up in the Eastern Continent, or hide and refine magic weapons, and threw a shell and handed it over to the NPC agent, as if nothing was his business.

Xingqing closed the account book, handed it to Yue'er beside her, and handed it to Yue'er the newly written plan together. She turned her head and looked blankly at the white statue on the table, and sighed deeply.

This statue has been on the table for several years, but every time she sees it, she can't help but stretch out her hand to touch it, feeling the warm feeling coming from her fingertips. With this feeling, she could feel that he seemed to be sitting next to her, holding a carving knife in her hand, looking up at her from time to time, and smiling at her.

Although every night, she could still return to the familiar embrace, still feel the hot mark of love on his palms, still hear his breathing heavy due to passion, and still feel his familiar body temperature. However, when it comes to daylight and when it comes to the game, they are separated by a whole ocean, on two completely different continents.

When he thought of this, Xingqing moaned in pain.

I don’t know when it started, but for her, the game became just a job and a responsibility. She has the responsibility to stay here, manage this huge family business for her beloved, and do her duty as a hostess.

Although she has the title of Goddess of Life, and even when players see her, they look at her with extreme respect. Although on this continent, she already has everything that almost all female players want, following these glory and power, it is the lingering loneliness that comes from the deepest part of her heart.

Whenever I see the wind wandering around hugging my beloved wife tightly, or see Mo Xiezi fighting with hard work in the workshop, this loneliness will unknowingly climb up from my heart and spread to every corner of her body.

Especially around her, there is an NPC that looks exactly like him, which is always swaying in front of her eyes, arousing her longing for her lover.

More than once, she wanted to leave all this alone, delete the account and go to the east to be with her beloved, but she knew deeply that this was not what she should do, and she should not fall into the same way as those superficial women, and her competitive spirit would not allow her to do so.

She couldn't even let the loneliness in her heart show, so as not to see a clue from those with ulterior motives.

Only when she is alone can she touch the statue left on the table and try to recall the happiness of the past.

"Sister-in-law Xingqing, someone outside wants to see you." Wubian knocked on the door and looked inside. He knew that Sister-in-law Xingqing was thinking about Brother Yin again.

He didn't know how this woman came over the years. When he followed the Silk Road Caravan to the Eastern Continent last time, he almost thought Xingqing would stay there and not come back. But he didn't expect that this little woman who seemed to be acting coquettishly in front of her husband would have such a strong heart that she would rather be separated from her lover for the sake of responsibility.

Xingqing slowly withdrew her hand on the statue, looked back at Wubian, nodded and said, "I understand, thank you."

Wubian shrugged and turned to go downstairs. It seemed that the big man downstairs could not be offended casually, otherwise he would not have to come up to disturb the rare tranquility of Sister Xingqing's sister-in-law.

Xingqing took a long breath, and her lonely expression just now swept away, and the dazzling goddess of life returned to the game.

She sorted out her robe, turned and walked downstairs, and in the hall, a man who covered his body in a black robe was sitting there, as if admiring the gorgeous decorations around her.

"May I ask, you are..." Since I didn't know the identity of the visitor, Xingqing asked politely, and then sat in the first position on the right side of the long table.

Although she is already the true head of the Demon House, she has never been to sit in that position. Although she knows that the position will always be empty, she would rather let that position be empty forever.

"The Goddess of Life is really a noble person who forgets things. We seem to have met more than once." The man in black robe lazily pulled down his cloak, revealing a dazzling golden armor inside. Perhaps to deliberately show off his dazzling blonde hair, he did not wear a helmet, causing the long golden hair to scatter like a waterfall.

"It turns out to be Mr. St. John. I haven't seen him for a long time. Are you worried about me?" Xingqing certainly recognized that the person in front of him was the second in command of the League of Nations. The most popular first knight, St. John, in the Western Continent, has even vaguely surpassed Anthony, the chairman of the League of Nations. However, the League of Nations and the House of Demons recently did not seem to be very good, so she did not understand what the big man was doing to go to the House of Demons himself today.

"Don't be so polite!" The believer of St. John waved his hand in a daze, leaned over to the table, and said in a low voice: "I came to you this time for a private matter. Of course, you can also talk about it as a public matter, but such a hero may not be so convenient to speak."

Xingqing frowned slightly, a little unsatisfied with St. John's Western open style.

If it were another person, she might not have felt this dissatisfaction, but this person was a believer of St. John, and his every move was watched by tens of millions of eyes.

The most ridiculous thing is that when the believers of St. John saw Xingqing for the first time, they threatened to openly pursue the legendary goddess of life, the number one beauty in the Eastern continent.

Of course, the situation at that time can be explained by the fact that the believers of St. John did not know that Xingqing was already a married woman, but this statement did not seem to be valid, whether it was the identity of Xingqing as the spokesperson or the status of St. John at that time. However, after someone pointed out this on the spot, the Knight seemed to have restrained a little and did not really make any public pursuit.

After that, the believers of St. John invited Xingqing to his residence to attend a banquet more than once, but in addition to the communication necessary for the two gangs, Xingqing minimized her meetings as much as possible. Unexpectedly, he would come to her by himself today and talk to her in such a frivolous tone.

"I don't think I have any private relationship with you!" Xingqing needs to spend a lot of effort to calm her mood, otherwise she may drive the uninvited guest out of the castle because of a moment of impulse.

Being a man, and a man who enjoys no status in both money and power, is even more elegant, with a handsome man whose appearance and temperament are comparable to many idol-level stars at present, may be a dream that many girls can't get even if they squeeze their heads, but when it comes to a married woman, or when it comes to Xingqing, she only feels an indescribable insult.

In Xingqing's opinion, the other party either thinks that he is a slut who can be alone and can be with his husband and other men on his back, or he thinks that his husband is an incompetent person and dare not even say anything about his wife when he is insulted, or the couple has long been in name but not real.

In fact, there are more and more people holding the latter view in the Western continent, because no matter how much trouble the Demon House encounters, as long as it is not related to the system task, the Demon Lord will not appear, and everything will be solved by the Lord’s wife.

If it weren't for the agile figure of the Hidden Man in "Legend of Heaven and Earth", many players would have even believed that the Demon Lord had already deleted the account and went to the Eastern Continent.

In fact, the hidden person who appeared in "The Legend of Heaven and Earth" is naturally the NPC stand-in, but Xiaolei and Chuya used some computer stunts to add some close-up shots from previous videos, so the hidden person in the film looks more unique.

But there are still some miscellaneous scenes in the hundreds of secrets. Among so many films, there are few existing scenes of "Demon Lord" and "Goddess of Life" fighting against the enemy together, and there are even fewer plots of the two in the same scene.
Chapter completed!