The villain's non-scientific feeding plan

"By the way, the host." Huayu asked him, "How much strength do you think you have recovered?"

Meng Zhe patted his head, "I don't know."

He has learned the spell of drying clothes and throwing water, he has also learned the spell of pretending to scare people, and the spell of actual combat... Uh.

He sighed, "The main reason is that there is no one to practice with, and I don't know how much I have recovered, but I can't ask someone to practice with me, otherwise they will find out that I am a hot chicken?"

This is simply an unsolvable knot.

Huayu's unreliable suggestion "Why don't you find a canyon or something wild to farm mobs? See if you can gain experience?"

Meng Zhe asked, "Which canyon has wild monsters now, the Canyon of Kings?"

The two of them, the master and the servant, began to sit on the swing, chatting with each other. Huayu seemed to be quite accomplished in e-sports, and began to tell Meng Zhe that he was pretending to be a human being to invade the Internet in the 21st century, and gathering people to fight against each other. Meng Zhe was drowsy after listening to his glorious history, and even ambitiously started to draw the Matrix. After some time, he finally heard a voice outside the system.

"Thinking back when I punched Bandle, stepped on the Zaun district, and came to court from all over the world, the world was afraid, and all the players of the League of Legends worshiped,..."

——It’s no wonder that he can become the master of the end point, and he can suffer from the second disease when cooperating with a piece of jade.

Meng Zhe interrupted, "Hush, footsteps, did you hear that?"

This is a very strange sound of footsteps. His master seems to be more powerful than ordinary people, and his aura is more majestic. He should not be an ordinary mortal, but at the very least he should be a Qi practitioner, but his breath is very messy, not Like a monk who has practiced kung fu.

Huayu: "Well, it doesn't matter if you practice your qi for a while..."

Before he could finish his sentence, there was an angry roar from outside the wall, "Hey, where are the thieves hanging out at my house in the middle of the night! Your grandfather and I are here, and I will arrest you without a bare hand."

——Yes, this is a classicism of the Outlaws of the Marsh.

Meng Zhe patted the ashes on his clothes, got down from the swing, and wondered, "Your house? This is clearly the Prince's Mansion of Changming County. Why is it your house?"

The guy jumped down from the wall, he looked thin and lean, dressed in ordinary domestic servant clothes, pointed to the burning house in the distance, "Why isn't it my house, His Highness Changming went to the fairy mountain to seek Taoism The house, my grandma, I guard this house, idlers come and wander in it, be careful of the stick in my hand!"

This guy is the grandson of Nanny Zhou.

Huayu said, "This is a comrade who belongs to the same interest group as you."

Meng Zhe ignored him, he was moved by Comrade Xiao Zhou's deep second-year soul, and immediately greeted him kindly, "Do you know what relationship I have with His Highness Chang Ming, you are bluffing in front of me, Aren't you afraid that I will cut you?"

Comrade Xiao Zhou cut it out, "My grandma used to be the eldest mother, and I even hugged the little highness. We both played together when we were young. With my qualifications, even if the highness comes back, the only ones I want to subdue are him and the eldest." Princess Ming, okay."

Meng Zhe was completely excited now.

It's true that he hasn't talked to Xiao Daochang yet, but this doesn't prevent him from flirting, and it doesn't prevent him from enclosing Chang Xiao in front of outsiders, marking it well, and telling the world, don't get involved with my people (cats).Now there is a little brother who is suspected of being a long-haired bamboo horse. Although this little brother is as black as a piece of coal, and his appearance is not on the same level as the Mozun, Meng Zhe still intends to make a high profile in order to prevent the tragic case of the bamboo horse turning against the sky. a little.

The human world doesn't recognize cultivation, and doesn't know Demon Lord, but only knows other officials in the capital, so he shook out the deceitful decree, gave Comrade Zhou a sideways glance, and showed him, "Do you know what this is?"

Comrade Xiao Zhou was very straightforward: "I don't know, I can't read."

Meng Zhe almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, coughed, and read to him, "I heard that the king of Changming County and Mozun are both virtuous and kind-hearted. , for what, the empress ordered it, understand?"

——that is, touching the neck of the queen of the fairy castle master's sword frame, otherwise she would never be able to write such a nonsense decree. Originally, the general format should be AA with both ability and political integrity, and BB is gentle and virtuous, but pick her up eight hundred He didn't have the guts to put this gentle word on Mozun, and finally thought hard and wrote a poem about being virtuous and kind to others.

Meng Zhe is the No. 1 demon king who is still so happy after receiving the evaluation of his noble conduct and kindness.

Comrade Xiao Zhou was too stubborn, "How do I know who the queen is? If I want to be the master of this mansion, I only recognize the seal of the princess, okay?"

Meng Zhe said in his heart, I'll go, you can pick out the thorns in the nailed things, he held his head, "I just came, wait, I will get the seal out for you tomorrow."

Comrade Xiao Zhou looked at him inexplicably, and said angrily, "Come on, I'm going in first, and you want to call me around, you can bring the seal tomorrow and talk about it."

Meng Zhe's purpose of intimidation was not achieved, but he was left speechless by this naive man, deeply feeling that the authority of the Demon Lord was being challenged, so he could only say harshly, "Then you wait..."

He shrugged off.

The trailhead stood at the edge of the bamboo grove, and he didn't know how much he heard.

Meng Zhe's cultivation has not changed, but his vigilance is better than Mozun's after all. It's not a critical situation. It's hard for him to pay attention to the movement around him. He scolded Huayu, "Give me some strength, brother, you didn't realize he was so close to me?"

Huayu was annoyed, "I see you are having a lot of fun arguing."

Meng Zhe "..."

He also ignored the artificial mental retardation, walked over slowly, walked back side by side with him, touched his nose, and asked him, "How much have you heard?"

Chang Xiao shook his head, "Not many."

This is a domestic Xiangfei bamboo forest. Mother Zhou is too old to care about these corners, so there has been no one to take care of it for a long time, and the bamboos grow wildly, densely covering the sky and only leaking through the cracks A glimmer of cold moonlight.

Even the wind is still.

Meng Zhe didn't know how to speak for a while, so he went to his mother behind his back to get the will. After all, this matter was not so authentic, so he could only stand side by side with him, and kept silent.

Chang Xiao and him got closer and closer, when the two were almost touching each other, the Xiao Daoist suddenly let out a muffled laugh.

——That kind of very happy, like a cat stealing a small dried fish, a little smug laughter.

Meng Zhe's throat was itchy, and he asked him, "What are you laughing at?"

Chang Xiao didn't answer, he turned his hands away, smiled, and said abruptly, "It's at Nanny Zhou's place, do you want it?"

Meng Zhe: "Huh?"

He blinked "You mean?"

Chang Xiao was half a step behind him, not letting him see his face, pretending to be unrestrained, "Just, Yin, it's at Nanny Zhou's place, do you want it?"

Meng Zhe swallowed hard.

Being able to say such words is obviously already the limit of Chang Xiao. Seeing that Meng Zhe didn't speak for a while, he took a half step back, and wanted to escape, "No...don't forget it."

"Yes!" Mozun, whose head was half a beat slow, finally realized, "Yes, why not! Yes!"

Chang Xiao still followed behind him, Mozun was so nervous that he didn't dare to turn his head back, the Taoist priest paused, and asked him in a low voice, "Then do you have a seal or something, you want to give it to me?"

Meng Zhe's electrocardiogram began to spike towards the critical area.

——This is asking him for the afterprint of the Demon Palace.

However, most powerful moxiu have a casual attitude towards their wives, and are more indulgent/desire/lustful/sexy. There is no seal of the same line in the magic palace, but what does it matter? Meng Zhe is a demon king. Yes, so he slapped his head, "I'll carve it tomorrow!"

Chang Xiao said softly, "Yes."

Having said that, he was finally willing to take a step forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Meng Zhe. However, Mozun didn't dare to look around at this time, otherwise he would find that his cat was red from head to tail, and wished that even the strands of his hair would be messed with. It's pink.

Then they walked silently all the way around the moonlit bamboo forest for more than a dozen laps, and finally sat down under a certain bamboo by coincidence.

Meng Zhe turned his back to Chang Xiao, and said to him, "Maybe you don't know, but I actually...a long time ago..." He said carefully, "I really want to be with you."

Chang Xiao said, "Yes."

He didn't say much, so Meng Zhe didn't say much. Just when he was about to relax and enjoy the first round of moonlight after leaving the single, Chang Xiao suddenly said, "I think maybe I've lived longer than you."

——It turned out that I didn't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, only because I was in this mountain.

It is not just one person who hesitates and secretly delights.

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When I was writing this chapter, I kept asking myself crazily, why I haven’t confessed that they are just such an old married couple or why is it like this, and I feel the joy of not being punctured.