Ning Xuemo slowly opened her eyes and faced Xue Yilan's affectionate gaze. She looked for a while, looked away, and looked at the flowers around her.

It's really beautiful, very beautiful.

The barren soil in the Demon Realm is not suitable for the survival of flowers. Demon, a cruel creature, has never cultivated the elegant hobby of viewing flowers, so a flower has never bloomed in the Demon Realm for thousands of years.

It's late autumn again, and flowers wither...

Xue Yilan should have put in a lot of effort to create such a large sea of ​​flowers.

She looked at Huaer quietly in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.

A beautiful and weird flower suddenly appeared in front of her, and then Xue Yilan's smile: "Momo. Look, this is your favorite flower. I specially picked some of it from hell..."

Actually, Xue Yilan’s words were very subtle. How could he pick some of them?

He pulled out all the Manzhu Shahua on the side of Naihe Bridge! As a result, Naihe Bridge is still bald...

He returned to the Demon Realm with a bunch of flowers in his hand at lightning speed, planted in his own garden to serve him well, and nourished him with his thoughts, just to allow Ning Xuemo to enjoy the flowers today.

Ning Xuemo reached out and took the bouquet of flowers and put them in the palm of his hand to play with it.

The bright red Manzhushahua slowly bloomed at her fingertips, and the petals swayed, burning quietly in her hands like a bright ball of fire. The red petals made her hands look whiter and almost bloodless.

Ning Xuemo looked at the beautiful and weird flower, and a trace of unknown light flashed in her eyes. The Manzhu Shahua in her hand left the ground and slowly withered at a level visible to the naked eye.

A red light flashed, and Xue Yilan reflected in the thought power of the flower, but Ning Xuemo blocked it. She looked at the gradually withered flower, and her tone felt a hint of mocking: "The flower of hell should live in hell."

Xue Yilan was stunned for a moment, and finally slowly tightened her arms and buried her in her arms. Her tone felt a little distressed: "Momo. I will accompany you in hell."

Ning Xuemo slowly closed her eyes and said nothing.

Xue Yilan held her in the garden for a long time, and the sun was already hanging in the air, radiating vigorous golden light. Both of them were wearing red clothes, standing in the colorful garden, which was indescribable and pleasing to the eye.

Ning Xuemo breathed evenly in his arms, as if he had fallen asleep.

He looked at Ning Xuemo's quiet sleeping face, his thin lips curled slightly, and a faint smile appeared: "Momo, I am happy to have you."

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Now all the demon world knows that the Demon King has a man with a sharp heart, who should accompany him and care carefully, and even nourish a large garden with his thoughts, just to win the smile of the beauty.

Garden! A large area of ​​flowers!

Most demons don’t know what flowers are. If you want to ask them if they like flowers, they will ask back: “What are flowers? Are they delicious?”

It can't be eaten, nor is it delicious. It looks good.

The demon will be even more disdainful: "It's not delicious, and it doesn't have the magic energy. It's useless to be nice."

So the demon's thinking is so simple and crude, and so uninteresting.

So Xue Yilan planted a romantic way of Ning Xuemo. In the eyes of the female fairy, it might be so romantic that they want to scream, but in the eyes of the demons...

The Demon King seems to be a little unfair.

The people of the Demon Realm are very worried, and the ministers of the Demon Realm are also very worried.
Chapter completed!