There is indeed no hustle and bustle outside the city. Outside the ancient city walls, there seem to be two completely different worlds. The grass beside the official road spreads to the sky, and the grass blooms with many fine wild flowers.

There are also apricot trees surrounding the city, with fine flowers adorning the branches, one by one, and when blown by the wind, they fall down one after another, crushing into the mud after the rain.

"Really speaking, Meng Qinglan is your master, right?" Chen Rong and Yunlong walked on the field, mixed with the cool wind blowing her black hair, "Why do you want to give her a letter of war?"

Yunlong glanced at Chen Rong and pursed his lips: "She can't bear the word "master." He paused slightly: "She has used my guilt."

Let her...

Hurt the most important person.

So just now she broke the flute that Xiwei gave to Meng Qinglan so that something would happen again. There was a big grudge between her and Meng Qinglan.

Chen Rong curled the corners of his mouth and smiled. It seemed that Yunlong had seen through Meng Qinglan's virtues, "Are you really going to Taiweihe?"

Yunlong nodded: "Yes."

"Then I have to accompany you." Chen Rong raised his chin, "When you defeat Meng Qinglan, I will set off fireworks to celebrate."

Yun Taki walked without looking sideways, but there was a little softness in his eyes.

After walking for a while, there was a broken old city wall. A flute was taken out from somewhere on the brick wall that was about half a meter high, "I'll play the song for you."

Yunlong stood under the apricot blossom tree and looked at her quietly.

Chen Rong was not good at everything from qin, chess, calligraphy and painting. The only thing he could do was to get was the flute. He closed his eyes and started playing the piccolo horizontally.

The tune is cheerful and light.

The apricot blossoms are flying, the wind is gentle, and birds fly across the distant mountains like smoke and dawn. Nearby are the apricot blossoms.

The crowd who returned from worship walked along the path to the official road, carrying loads in groups of three or three, or carrying sacks, wearing plain clothes, and returning to the city, I don’t know what I was saying.

"How nice?" Chen Rong put down the flute and looked up at Yun Long, who was a little lost.

Yunlong looked at Chen Rong deeply, smiled slowly and faintly, his voice a little low: "It sounds good."

Chen Rong will never know what it would be like to Yunlong to have it again.

"Can you play the flute?" Chen Rong asked suddenly, looking at Yunlong with a bright look. She remembered that Yunlong had a piano when he was Xiwei and was very caring.

Yunlong took Chen Rong's flute and played a song under Chen Rong's expectant gaze.

The voice is different from Chen Rong's minor tune, so sad and cold, quiet and weird.

Chen Rong remembered the song he heard in his ears at night and suddenly realized: "Your flute sound was blown in the Demon Palace last night!"

"This song is called the Soul-Spirit Song. What you heard last night was not what I played." Yunlong returned the flute to Chen Rong, sat down beside her, and watched the apricot blossoms fly together, "The Phoenix Tail Lotus has the function of Soul-Spirit. Since you can listen, just..."

Yunlong didn't continue talking.

But Chen Rong understood what she meant and did not explain. She was originally a soul from another world. It seemed that the flowers given by the Buddha were extraordinary.

Chen Rong did not doubt that he had it and gained insight.

Just at this moment, a villager walked by and saw Chen Rong and Yunlong wearing wealthy clothes. He asked with a shy face, "Do you go back to buy a green fish?"

Only then did Chen Rong see the two fish in his hand that were wearing green reeds and still urging his cheeks, and asked casually: "How much?"

"Thirty-Twenty Months." The villagers compared the numbers and saw that Chen Rong was interested in smiling immediately.

Chen Rong took a ingot of broken silver for him, took the fish, and looked at it: "This fish is fresh and the meat should be good."

"What do you buy fish?" The system couldn't help asking: "Don't you know your cooking skills yet? Don't you want me to do coolies again, right?"

The system is very sensitive. After all, it really doesn't want to expose its true body in front of Yunlong, otherwise it would be afraid it would be in danger of life.

"What are you afraid of? Although I can't do it, I have money. At worst, I can go to a restaurant and have someone do it." Chen Rong complained a few times, thinking that the system reacted so quickly, and that her good plan was gone.

"The fish in this season is delicious, and only this kind of fish is available. It is suitable for cooking soup and is very fresh." The villagers naturally have a good attitude when they get money. "It is also good for baking, but they have to be eaten as fresh."

"You live nearby? I'll give you a silver ingot, and you made this fish for me." Chen Rongyangyangyang said to the villagers.

It was natural that he followed him to the small village by the lake.

The villagers went to the kitchen to work, so Chen Rong and Yunlong walked around the village. The place was very quiet. Chen Rong thought that it would be good if he lived this kind of life.

Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration: "Or don't go back to the city, just stay here for two days."

Yunlong nodded: "Okay."

Immediately went back to the villager and told him.

"If you don't dislike me, you can live in a small home, but the home is simple and there is an idle bamboo building by the pond behind you. There is no one living there and the environment is also good. What do you think?" the villagers said.

"There is only one room." Chen Rong thought to himself, but he secretly glanced at Yun Long, who was paralyzed, coughed, and said seriously: "Okay, I think it's pretty good."

Chen Rong had no objection, so Yunlong naturally would not have any objection.

During dinner, he lit a candle. Chen Rong took a few sips of the fish soup, which was delicious. He also bought Yunlong food, "You eat more, you won't be able to eat that delicious food in the Demon Palace."

It wasn't her complaining that the things in the Demon Palace were so... flashy.

It would be too wonderful to tie the villagers to the Demon Palace to be a chef.

The villagers who were coming in to deliver tea saw Chen Rong looking at her strange eyes, and were stunned. They hit the pillar, put down the tea and ran out in a hurry.

Chen Rong snorted: "This villagers are so funny."

Yunlong drank the soup gracefully, and his tone was calm: "He is a monster."

"I know." Chen Rong's smile continued to decline: "What did you say that a monster living in salt water ran into this fresh water to do?"

Yunlong ignored her and stood up and walked outside. Chen Rong held the bowl of soup and asked her where she was going, but she didn't follow her.

Yunlong found the villager and drew his sword and forced him into a small corner, "Purpose?"

The villagers were so scared that they saw the sharp sword. They cried: "Are you going to rob me?"

"Ha." Yun Tak saw him pretending to be garlic and slowly raised his sword.

The villagers swallowed. He had always known that the Demon Emperor Chen Rong was a very coward, but he didn't know that she was actually a smiling tiger, and this unknown servant was so fierce.

The villagers pursed their lips and moved to the side, moving away from the sword. "I am Cang Mi, the fifth young master of the East China Sea. I am just here to experience the scenery of Jiangnan. Don't hurt a good person by chance... Life is precious..."

"Purpose." Yunlong frowned, already a little impatient, and his voice became a little heavier.

When the cold sword edge hit his skin, he finally screamed, scratching the wall in fear, "I said I said I said I!" Cold sweat rolled down his forehead, "I'm looking at my brother's former lover, mainly because I'm also curious, and we are all very curious."

Yunlong put away the sword: "Get out."

Cang Mi breathed a sigh of relief and ran away without looking back as if he had received an amnesty.

After drinking the soup, Chen Rong touched his much rounded belly. He was very satisfied. He stretched his waist and said to Yunlong, who had returned, "You actually scared my chef away."

Yunlong hesitated for a moment and said seriously: "I can cook too."

So... don't always stare at a chef.

Chen Rong naturally didn't know the taste of her.

"Then I'll do it. I should leave this kind of tiring work to me." Chen Rong approached Yunlong, tiring her clothes, smiled strongly, and joked: "It's not easy for you to go down to earth, don't dirty your clothes."

Yunlong stopped talking and held the hilt of the sword in his hand tightly. The corner of his lips pressed down and frowned: "I can."

"Okay, okay, you can do it, let you do it." Chen Rong smiled at her, compromised helplessly, rubbed his hands and hands: "I have to feel wronged that you will sleep with me tonight."

Yunlong actually doesn’t have to sleep, so he doesn’t have to take up space and said, “I can stay away from sleep.”

Chen Rong raised his eyebrows and said it was difficult to deal with it, so he began to talk nonsense: "We come here to experience the life of the human race. What's the point of always being a demon? We have to be more down-to-earth." She clapped her hands: "Isn't it great for us to forget our identities for the time being?"

The system made a few random sentences and finally came to a conclusion, "I think you just want to sleep with someone."

"What do you know?" Chen Rong retorted the system without hesitation: "I am not the kind of person who is anxious to eat hot tofu."

"Oh, then I won't close the system connection tonight. Anyway, you are not afraid of being slanted." The system said deliberately.

“…I think you can roll properly.”

And at this moment, Liucheng.

Cang Mi thought he had escaped from the demon claws of the demon clan, and went back to the inn to drink water. After drinking, he sat on the ground and started crying.

"Fifth brother, what's wrong with you?" Prince Lan Xiao of Donghai came over and asked with concern, and wanted to speak, "Can you beside the demon..."

"That Chen Rong is really beautiful, not cowardly at all, and is very heroic." Cang Mi wiped her tears and sobbed: "The rumors are all lies, and she is very qualitative, not as weak and thick as others say."

This was the first time he ran so far and went deep into the enemy camp, and he still couldn't calm down at this moment.

"Then you cry?" Lan Xiao's mouth twitched.

"What do you know? I like this kind of woman, but... but she actually got flirted with that particularly fierce servant!" Cang Mi slapped her, and the legs on the table were two shorter.

"Isn't this normal?" Lan Xiao held his forehead: "She doesn't like men again, don't dream."

"You don't know, that Yunlong has white hair and draws his sword if he doesn't agree." Cang Mi pulled Lan Xiao's sleeve and wiped his nose, "It's also... too..."

"What's that?" Lan Xiao pulled out his sleeve impatiently, "Your prototype is still green hair, you're fussy."

"No, Yunlong is so beautiful. We don't have that beautiful woman in the East China Sea, nor in the heaven."

Lan Xiao wanted to beat someone after hearing this: "How can you, a big man, not like this? You either cry or look like a fool. You are the fifth young master of the East China Sea after all."

Cangmi cried and took out a booklet from his arms, and then took out a brush, "As the Three Realms Bai Xiaosheng, although I am very sad, I still have to write a book. I want everyone to know how good Chen Rong and her fierce servant are."

He said, not knowing what he had imagined, and covered his cheeks and showed a perverted smile, "It's so touching."

Lan Xiao: "..."

"Bang bang bang"

He went to open the door and saw the person standing at the door, wearing an orange-red palace dress, wearing a ring-shaped jade hairpin on his hair, with bright eyebrows, but there was a little sharpness and indifference in his eyes.

"Madam, why are you here? Are you here to have fun?" Lan Cang immediately smiled and asked her to come in.

Fu Yue walked into the room and saw Cang Mi sitting on the ground with a handful of snot and tears, crying and laughing like crazy. She frowned and a hint of disgust flashed in her eyes, "Is he sick again?"

"My fifth brother just likes to think about things and is not sick." Lan Xiao said. He wanted to pour a cup of tea before he remembered that the table was slapped by Cang Mi, and he was a little embarrassed: "You sit first."

"No need." Fu Yue glanced at him and said lightly: "I'm here to tell you that you should not forget to go to heaven the day after tomorrow."

After saying that, he turned around without any nostalgia, as if he didn't want to stay here for a moment.

"Hahaha... As long as I finish writing this book, Chen Rong and Yunlong will definitely become the most popular lovers in the Three Realms." Cang Mi hugged the book and had already thought of the future.

Fu Yue paused, turned her head, and the jade pendant on her hair shook, "Who are you talking about?"

But Cang's obsession with his own world is isolated from the world and he ignored Fu Yue at all.

Fu Yue suddenly smiled and looked up at Lan Xiao with a guilty look on her face, "Have you seen Chen Rong? She is here too?"

Lan Xiao swallowed and took a deep breath: "No, my fifth brother is just a fool. He has a bad brain. Don't take it seriously."

"Where is she now?" Fu Yue's voice became heavy, and she held her sleeves tightly, as if she was suppressing some emotions. Lan Xiao just looked at her and did not answer, so she was about to leave. "I can tell how big this Liucheng is, just a little inquire."

Lan Xiao quickly grabbed Fu Yue: "You are the princess of the East China Sea now. The bridge returns to the bridge and road. What identity do you want to find her?"

"Don't worry about my business!" Fu Yue shook Lan Xiao's hand and left with great strides.

Lan Xiao glanced at Cang Mi, who was still in the divine state, and followed him out.

After the meal, Chen Rong took out the fine wine that he had treasured in this world for a long time, and sat with Yunlong under the apricot tree by the pond, putting a few lanterns. The layout was simple but very warm.

"I don't have a good alcohol tolerance. If I get drunk, I will offend you, don't hit me."

"No." Yun Tak spoke lightly.

Chen Rong was relieved and filled the wine glass in front of Yunlong. The wine was filled with fragrance. Before he could drink it, he was already half drunk and sniffed: "The wine in the Demon Palace is the power."

Yunlong picked up the cup and drank it in one sip. The spicy smell of wine spread in his mouth, but it was not bad. The burning sensation entered his stomach along his throat.

“Good wine.”

Chen Rong raised his eyebrows and looked at Yunlong with interest: "You have a good alcohol tolerance. The wine is called Hongyan Zui. Ordinary people have to pour it for only three cups."

Chen Rong gave her a full list, "To thank you for protecting me all the time, I will give you a cup."

Just drank a few drinks like this.

The water surface of the pond reflects the light of lanterns and faint shadows, and the petals of apricot blossoms blow on the water surface.

"I'll read a poem for you..." Chen Rong's voice became much deeper. After drinking two glasses, the wine made the cowardly brave, and then he secretly rubbed against Yunlong with a slightly drunk Hongze on his face.

"explain."

"That is, the doves are singing in the river island, and I am a beautiful lady."

Yun Tak's hands shook, and a lot of wine in the wine glass was sprinkled out, and he lowered his head. Should she respond to something at this time?

But what if Chen Rong just got drunk?

Seeing Yunlong silent, Chen Rong wrinkled his nose, put his chin on Yunlong's shoulder, and whispered in her ear: "Why are you always by my side? Do you like me?"
Chapter completed!