Jiang Bozhou smiled and walked towards the bed step by step with his newfound queen in his arms.
Xie Heng felt extremely uncomfortable in Jiang Bozhou's arms. He had always carried Zhouzhou around everywhere. He never thought that one day Zhouzhou would pick him up like he did Zhouzhou.
Zhouzhou's chest was broad and his embrace was warm, but Xie Heng just felt something was wrong. It wasn't that he was uncomfortable, but he was just a little embarrassed.
Jiang Bozhou looked at the cold expression of the person in his arms who had not changed at all, and the smile at the corner of his mouth suddenly faded.
Suddenly, he stared at the tips of the ears of the person in his arms. They were light red and looked really nice. Is the Immortal Lord shy?
Jiang Bozhou lowered his neck, buried his head on Xie Heng's chest, and took a long breath. The immortal smelled so good.
Xie Heng didn't dare to move at all, and even his breathing slowed down.
Jiang Bozhou raised his head and found that the Immortal Lord had turned red from the tips of his ears to his neck, and an even greater greed arose in his heart - he wanted to break this man's cold face, he wanted to see the love in his eyes, he wanted to see him cry and beg for mercy, and he wanted to...
Jiang Bozhou put Xie Heng on the bed and lay down next to Xie Heng. He played with Xie Heng's long hair and twisted it around his fingers several times. He also picked up a strand of hair and played it in Xie Heng's ear.
Xie Heng was tickled by him and wanted to avoid it but couldn't.
"Immortal Lord, what do you think of you being my devil queen?" Jiang Bozhou didn't speak, but it was such a big deal when he spoke. He felt that matters like getting married should be discussed with the Immortal Lord. "It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun. Let's get married tomorrow, how about it?"
Xie Heng was stunned for a moment and looked at the dark sky outside. Hey, there are probably less than two hours left until tomorrow, right?
Jiang Bozhou seemed to see the doubts in Xie Heng's eyes and hesitated a little, "Forget it, tomorrow is too rushed, why not the day after tomorrow?"
Xie Heng said nothing.
"Is it that the Immortal Lord is unwilling to get married to me?" Jiang Bozhou frowned, stopped what he was doing, his eyes gradually became dark, "That's not possible, the Immortal Lord is now lying on my bed, no matter getting married or doing something. Anything else is beyond the control of the Immortal Lord."
"No reluctance." Seeing that Jiang Bozhou had misunderstood, Xie Heng hurriedly explained. He just didn't want to get married in such a hurry - technically speaking, this was their first wedding.
"Aren't you unwilling? That means you are willing." Jiang Bozhou placed one hand on the side of Xie Heng's head, and groped down the line of the red dust silk with the other hand, and held Xie Heng's hand.
"Well", Xie Heng pursed his lips and said hesitantly, "I don't know the name of the venerable?" He heard Jiang Bozhou refer to him as his own, and he didn't know what to call Zhouzhou. He was not sure that his lover in this world was still called by that name.
"The Immortal Lord doesn't know my name? I forgot it. The Immortal Lord has been in seclusion for more than three hundred years." Jiang Bozhou calmly performed Tai Chi, thoughtfully. His Immortal Lord was really interesting, completely different from what he imagined.
"My name is Xie Heng, Wang Xingheng. You don't have to call me Immortal Lord, just call me Ah Heng." Xie Heng introduced himself without noticing Jiang Bozhou's expression.
"Xie Heng, that's such a good name," Jiang Bozhou murmured. He was in a good mood, so he told him generously, "My name is Jiang Bozhou, which means an ark parked on the river."
"Zhouzhou, it sounds very nice." Xie Heng learned his lover's "girlfriend's name" as he wished, and felt sweet in his heart. The corners of his mouth raised a slight arc, but was suppressed by his master. The explanation this time was not as straightforward as the previous two times of "a boat parked on the river."
"Who allowed you to call me that?" When Jiang Bozhou heard this title, he was in a trance. He circulated his demonic energy and suppressed his suddenly accelerated heartbeat, as if... someone had called him that before.
"Zhouzhou, don't you want me to call you something?" Xie Heng tried his best to put on a sad expression, held Jiang Bozhou's hand, and gave him a little coquettish gesture.
But in Jiang Bozhou's view, the immortal had no expression on his face, his voice was flat, and his words made people angry, "You can call it this way if you like." After that, he took out his hand and said, He stood up and strode outside the dormitory.
Halfway there, he suddenly discovered, belatedly, that the Immortal Lord had just taken the initiative to hold his hand? An emotion called secret joy came from the heart and spread all over the body in an instant. Jiang Bozhou seems to be walking on the clouds, floating as if he is alone in the world, as if he is about to become an immortal.
Can he think that the Immortal Lord, no, Ah Heng, also likes him? Jiang Bozhou walked briskly and casually, and suddenly laughed loudly, with a hint of sadness in his wantonness. No, no, how could a person as elegant and clear as the Immortal Lord fall in love with such a lowly person?
Back then... that's all. Yesterday's revenge has been avenged. Let the past dissipate with the wind.
The demon cultivators who had just returned to the Demon Palace had just put the throne back in place when they heard the Venerable's strange laughter. They all stood there tremblingly, not daring to move.
When Jiang Bozhou appeared on the throne, a group of his subordinates carefully returned to their usual positions, waiting to obey the Demon Lord's orders.
"Generals, listen to your orders. I will marry the Immortal Lord in seven days. You must handle the relevant matters in a safe manner. Do you have any questions?" Jiang Bozhou sat lazily on the throne, his peach blossom eyes full of indifference, not showing any gratitude at all. Heng looked affectionate in front of him. Forget it, the day after tomorrow is also in a hurry. He wants to give the Immortal a grand wedding, so let's do it in seven days.
"I will obey your orders!" The demon cultivators below responded in unison. It turns out that Your Majesty is still the overbearing Demon Lord. The scene of Your Majesty seducing the Immortal Lord just now must have been imagined by them.
Wait, what did your Majesty just say? Marrying an immortal? Still having a wedding? Isn't this something only mortals would do? Did the Immortal Lord agree?
They were at the scene at that time, and the Immortal Lord was kidnapped by the Demon Lord.
Forget it, don't worry about it so much, just follow your Majesty's instructions. When the Lord first became the Demon Lord, a fool really raised a question, and in the next second, his entire cultivation was destroyed.
"Other than that, there's nothing else to do. Let's break up." Jiang Bozhou glanced at the pile of crooked melons and cracked dates at the bottom, and looked away in disgust. A-Heng was still good-looking, and he wanted to find A-Heng.
After Jiang Bozhou left, the demon cultivators who had been "crooked and cracked" relaxed one after another. In fact, these demon cultivators are not ugly. After all, people who embark on the path of cultivating immortals have to go through a cleansing process. Even if they have become demons, they can still be called elegant.
"I wonder what your Majesty's intention is? The Immortal Lord is a man! Even if he is good-looking, how can a soft girl sleep comfortably?!" A demon cultivator with a relatively rough figure shouted loudly, and he let Jiang Bozhou go. The people of Wanrenzong were somewhat dissatisfied with the orders.
"The Immortal Lord is a man of heavenly talent. That face can match so many women! It's not surprising that our Lord likes him!" Some people around him disagreed and retorted.
"Let me tell you, this is your master's plan. You said that the immortal master who is highly respected in the righteous way will marry our demon king. On the right side - hehehe." A slender demon cultivator said with a smile.
"This Immortal Lord's strength is not very impressive. He was snatched back without even catching a single move from our Lord." A somewhat short man commented.
"I look at this Immortal Lord being tied up half-heartedly by His Majesty. Could he also be interested in our Majesty's face?"
"No way? Who would risk their lives to fall in love with our lord? Aren't all the people who have teased your lord before become useless?"
"This Immortal Lord has been in seclusion for three hundred years. It's normal that he has never heard of our name. I'm just worried that this might be a conspiracy of the Righteous Dao." The slender man said.
"Your mind works really fast. What you say makes sense. It is said that the Immortal Lord was already in the stage of becoming a god before he went into seclusion. I don't know what his strength is now - it's quite terrifying anyway."
"Should we talk to your Majesty?"
"Are you going to tell me?"
"Forget it, Your Majesty is so powerful..." The rugged demon cultivator felt a little frightened when he thought of the Demon Lord's appearance, let alone talking to the Demon Lord alone.
...
Jiang Bozhou did not go far, because all immortal cultivators have sharp ears and eyes, and can hear the words of his subordinates clearly.
At this moment, he had no time to punish these subordinates who talked nonsense behind their backs, and the word "conspiracy" kept circulating in his mind.
When he was very young, he was still an ordinary child in the mortal world. However, when news of the family's valuable treasure was leaked, his parents were brutally murdered. He escaped because he went out to play. After returning home, what awaited him was not the hug of his parents, but a cold body, blood on the floor and a messy house.
After burying his parents, he wandered on the streets for several months and was picked up by the head of the Wanren Sect. The head was very kind to him, accepted him as his disciple and taught him how to practice, just like another father.
Unfortunately, behind this tenderness, there is nothing but a conspiracy. Tianlinggen, what a coveted thing! The leader was so kind to him, but he only took a fancy to his heavenly spiritual roots. But why are you so nice to him? Why let him lose it after getting it? The little Jiang Bozhou didn't know how precious the Tianling Root was, but he knew the pain of having his spiritual root cut off by someone close to him. It really hurt so much that he fainted from the pain.
When he woke up again, he was in a deserted land. Later he learned that this was the territory of the demon clan. Perhaps, the leader never expected that he would survive. It's a pity that he is lucky. Not only is he alive, but he is also alive and well, well enough to take revenge!
So what if everyone shouts and beats the demon cultivator? The so-called righteous path does not hide evil!
ha! conspiracy! Another conspiracy! How could such a noble and pure person as the Immortal Lord join in with those so-called righteous people? No, he forgot that Immortal Lord is a righteous person...
Righteous person? He doesn't care. Once you enter his devil's palace, don't even think about going back! Let him see the grand scene of the holy lotus above the nine heavens falling into the swamp. Will it really emerge from the mud and remain untainted?
My Immortal Lord, my Ah Heng... Don't let me down, otherwise, you can't afford the consequences.
Xie Heng was lying on the bed, almost asleep. Before Jiang Bozhou came back, he was hesitating whether to break free from the ropes and find his Zhouzhou. But considering that Zhouzhou would definitely be angry if he really did this, he gave up.
After he counted 723 Zhouzhou's, he heard the sound of his lover approaching.
Xie Heng's eyes lit up, he turned his head to look at Jiang Bozhou, and was startled.
What happened to Zhouzhou? There was a strong demonic aura lingering around him, with strands of black clinging to his red clothes. There were faintly demonic lines on his face, and his eyes were full of madness.
"You won't lie to me, right, Ah Heng?" Jiang Bozhou's voice was full of uneasiness, which made Xie Heng extremely worried.
He simply estimated the range of movement he could move, and he sat up like a carp.
Jiang Bozhou tilted his head. This action of the Immortal Lord was a bit cute.
"Zhouzhou, come here." Xie Heng didn't know what stimulation his beloved lover had experienced outside, so he could only use his own methods to help Jiang Bozhou calm down.
Jiang Bozhou obediently walked to Xie Heng and stood still.
"Lower your head." Xie Heng directed Jiang Bozhou to adjust his posture, and then gently kissed him on the lips.
The madness in Jiang Bozhou's eyes gradually faded and became hot. He held Xie Heng's back with one hand, clasped the back of Xie Heng's head with the other hand, and nibbled heavily on the mouth of the person in his arms.
Xie Heng's mouth hurt from being bitten, and he couldn't help but say, "Be good, kissing is not like this. Come on, I'll teach you."
The author has something to say:
Even if Xiao Xie has facial paralysis, he still eats Xiao Jiang to death.