"There has never been a thunder in the Demon Palace, it has been sunny all the time." Fei Yue opened her eyes wide.
The Demon Lord of Red Clothing: "..." He forgot this!
"Then - I'll be with you on thunderstorms in the future." This little girl resisted thunder, and with her by her side, he didn't have to worry about being struck by lightning again...
"Really?!" The little girl's eyes lit up, so she simply turned over and lay on him, pulling his hand and hooking him.
His hands were as slender as jade, but her hands were two circles smaller than him. There was still some baby fat on the back of his hands, and there were five small nests.
Her fingers hooked his little finger, looking indescribable harmony: "That word is certain. Don't go back on your word!"
The Demon Lord of Red Clothing: "…"
He lowered his eyes and looked at her little hand. The little hand had some ulcers and thin calluses because of the practice these days. He easily grasped her little hand: "A word is certain. You said your name is heaven.
Feiyue?"
He seemed to pay attention to her name.
"Well, they all call me Feiyue. The adoptive father can also call me my name in the future."
The red-clothed Demon King's eyes flashed again: "Then the adoptive father will call you Fei'er." He didn't want to be like anyone else.
"Okay." Feiyue agreed very readily.
"What's wrong with so many injuries on your arm?" Fei Yue's sleeves were accidentally lifted up, revealing the scars on her delicate arms. It was blue and purple, and the red-clothed Demon Lord frowned slightly.
"I was beaten by Master Lang." Fei Yue frowned her thin eyebrows.
"He only hits you?" The red-clothed Demon Lord's eyes were a little deeper. He had never seen such scars on other adopted daughters.
"I've also been beaten. But the injuries on their bodies are healed quickly. I can't..." Fei Yue pursed her lips and felt a little depressed.
He forgot that she is an extremely fragile human and has poor self-resilience...
Unlike those little monsters, the monster's self-healing ability is second to none in the three realms.
The Red-clothed Demon King held her arms tightly and said lazily: "Go to sleep." He closed his eyes.
Feiyue was a little disappointed. She thought her adoptive father would feel sorry for her and would not let her learn from the wolf demon, and would teach her personally...
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The Red Demon Lord took her to travel around the world for several days. It's strange. It's clear that the day is a good weather with clear sunlight, and lightning will lightning at night, making it more and more noise than the other, which makes Feiyue almost think it's here.
The end of the world.
Fortunately, my adoptive father accompanied her every night and even held her body so that she could have a good sleep.
She felt very fulfilled, and such days were very comfortable. She liked to be with the Red Demon Lord, and even when she walked, she liked to hold his sleeves... like a little tail.
It was another thunderstorm night. Fei Yue had just lying down with the arm of the Red-clothed Demon Lord. Suddenly, someone kicked away from the room.
Fei Yue was startled and saw five people rushing in, wearing the same outfit, like from one sect.
As soon as the five people came in, they used magic, and different lights shot out from their sword tips, intertwining them on their beds, like a big net, covering both of them.
"My evil, today is your death!" The leader shouted loudly.
"Entertainment Father..." Fei Yue was frightened.
The Demon King in Red sat up slowly and covered Feiyue's head with a blanket: "Good, my adoptive father will accompany you later."