I couldn't go undercover, so I had to marry a demon saint

Chapter 41 Unless You Feed Her Peach Blossom Cake

Morning light.

A big sun slowly rose at the end of the east horizon, dyeing the clouds as red as blood, and the mottled light rain fell, making the smooth and white face of the girl in green shine slightly, exuding a cold and heroic aura.

Even though it is dusty, it still shines brightly.

At the age of eighteen or nineteen, she is as beautiful as spring plum blossoms in bloom and snow, her spirit is like autumn Hui covered with frost, her cheeks are melting, the glow reflects Chengtang, her eyes are crystal clear, the moon shoots into the cold river, a sword hangs from her waist, and her long braid hangs down her waist.

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However, Xiao Zhihe slightly opened the hilt of the sword with his thumb, resting on the azure blue sword, and turned the mirror-like sword to his side.

Liu Mei frowned and stared at the man reflected in the sword, as if he would draw his sword as soon as he made a move.

Seeing Shen Bulang approaching suddenly, Xiao Zhihe's pretty face changed, and she subconsciously bent her finger on the handle, but before she could pull out an inch of the long sword, she was held down by Shen Bulang.

"Are you so afraid of me?"

Ever since she parted ways with Xiao Hanyi, the young swordsman had always had a stern look on her face, always keeping a few steps away as if she was afraid that he was up to no good.

Xiao Zhihe tried to use force, but found that he couldn't open the hilt of the sword no matter what, so he could only raise his head and look at Shen Bulang.

"You let me go first."

Shen Bulang let go in response.

Xiao Zhihe breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he was no match for him, so he did not draw his sword again and walked forward in a muffled voice.

"You haven't answered my question yet!"

Xiao Zhihe's expression became tense, as if she was afraid that Shen Bulang would come over and hold her sword down again, and had no choice but to reply: "Mother said. Men don't have a good thing!"

"Oh? Then Brother You is also a man, isn't he a good person?"

Shen Bulang asked back with a smile.

Xiao Zhihe was stunned for a moment, and her pace involuntarily slowed down, it seemed... so reasonable?
"That's different. He's my brother."

Shen Bulang glanced at the information panel of Little Heroine.

【The widow of the Xiao family】

[Boundary: Early Spirit Sea Realm]

【Repair: 340】

[Brother’s die-hard fan will fight you to death if you say bad things about him, unless you feed her peach blossom cake]

"I also admire your brother, who was able to fight all the way from the Taizhen Gate and escort you to my Desolate Sacred Sect safely and soundly."

Xiao Zhihe said coldly: "Of course, my brother is the best."

But soon he thought of something again, and his expression sank.

Only she and her brother escaped
"Do you want to live in the outer square or the inner square?"

Seeing that he was about to enter Youzhufang, Shen Bulang raised his eyebrows.

Xiao Zhihe seemed to hesitate for a long time before he asked tentatively: "Can I live in the inner house?"

"I can't afford Lingshi."

Xiao Zhihe almost exploded: "Then what are you asking me for?"

"Respect your opinion."

"My opinion is to live in Neifang."

Shen Bulang took Xiao Zhihe into the outer square of Youzhufang, walked straight to the Fangwutang, and raised a finger seriously.

"Then do you know how many low-grade spirit stones you need to live in Neifang for a year?"

"I don't know the price on your side."

"50 low-grade spirit stones."

“That's not expensive either”

Xiao Zhihe tried to get Shen Bulang to change his mind, arguing: "My brother has clear grievances and grievances. If you saved him, he must have given you a lot of spirit stones. You just don't want me to live in a good place!"

"Miss Xiao, you are wrong to think so."

Shen Bulang shook his head, and asked seriously: "Let me ask you again, how much spirit stone does a box of peach blossom cake cost?"

Xiao Zhihe's eyes lit up, and subconsciously blurted out: "5 yuan!"

"Then let me ask you again, Waifang only needs 5 low-grade spirit stones for rent a year. If you live in Waifang, how many boxes of peach blossom cakes can you buy with the saved spirit stones?"

Xiao Zhihe carefully counted two five ten, three 55, four five thirty, seven five 45 with her fingers!
"7 boxes!"

"very good!"

Shen Bulang didn't give Xiao Zhihe a chance to respond, and spread his hands together: "Miss Xiao, let me ask you again, would you like to live in Waifang, where you can eat 7 boxes of peach blossom cakes a year, or choose to live in Neifang, but you are not happy?" Can you only watch other girls eating?"

Xiao Zhihe was instantly entangled in the practice environment he was used to, and the peach blossom cake on the other.
She knew that the training environment in the outer workshop was far inferior to that in the inner workshop, both in terms of safety and richness of spiritual energy, and the housing conditions were also much worse.

But he said he would buy me peach blossom cake?
Xiao Zhihe said tangledly: "Then let's live outside."

Soon, she convinced herself.

She and her elder brother have fled so far, and they are no longer a big family with three connections. They must learn to lower their figure and practice seriously!

This is not the time to be greedy for pleasure!
Waifang is Waifang!

"Okay, my lord, please rent me a room in Waifang."

While talking, the two had already arrived at the Fangwutang established by the Wild Demon Sect in various places, and Shen Bulang politely explained the purpose of coming to the disciple in charge.

"Where do you want to live in Qingliu Street, Guque Lane, Baima Street, Bizhu Lane, and Huilou Lane? Qingliu Street is the best, Huilou Lane is the cheapest, and Guque Lane is the most secluded."

"Guque Lane is ready."

"How many years have you lived here?"

"Let's pay for one year first."

"No. 15, Guque Lane is still vacant, here is the key, 5 low-grade spirit stones."

"Sir, keep it."

Shen Bulang took the key, paid 5 low-grade spirit stones, and walked out of Fangwutang with the girl in Tsing Yi who was still in a state of confusion.

It wasn't until after walking several streets and turning into Guque Lane that the noise around him dissipated, Xiao Zhihe suddenly realized something, flashed a three-inch sword edge with a clang, and said angrily with a small face: "No, how do you know that I like it?" Eat peach blossom cake?"

Shen Bulang smiled without answering, took out a box of peach blossom cakes, took out a piece, and stuffed it directly into Xiao Zhihe's small mouth, filling it to the brim.

Suddenly, the little heroine's sword fell back into its scabbard.

The bright and energetic eyes are wide open.

Then he whimpered and wanted to say something, but another piece of peach blossom cake was ushered in, which went deep into his throat.

Unconsciously sticking out his tongue and licking it. Woohoo, it's delicious!

He swallowed it three times, five times and two times.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Zhihe's eyes were fixed on the remaining 13 yuan peach blossom cake in Shen Bulang's hand, and he couldn't move away, and after a short period of time, his eyes met.

She stepped forward and wanted to snatch the peach blossom cake into her hands, but Shen Bulang, who had quick eyes and quick hands, dodged sideways and held it high.

Xiao Zhihe was in a hurry, and jumped up to grab it. Every time she was about to catch it, Shen Bulang could always dodge it flexibly. In a hurry, she drew her sword with a clang, furious.

"Shen Bulang, I will fight with you."

"You are shameless, don't even think about buying me with another piece of peach blossom cake. Huh, huh."

"Two dollars won't do, woohoo"

"Three Wu. Four. Wu. Just give me the rest, and I will reluctantly stop arguing with you."

The corners of Xiao Zhihe's mouth were covered with white cake powder, and he finally put away his sword and stood up, but his eyes were still fierce.

"Miss Xiao, may I ask who looks better, me or your brother?"

"Of course it's my brother!"

Xiao Zhihe raised her eyebrows without thinking, and said with a sneer, "How can you compare with my brother?"

"Miss Xiao, please look at my hand and think carefully about the question just now."

Shen Bulang scowled, and raised the peach blossom cake in his hand.

Xiao Zhihe's pretty face changed, she pointed at Shen Bulang and was speechless: "You, you are too much!"

"Ok?"

Shen Bulang threw a piece of peach blossom cake into his mouth, and it melted in his mouth. There was a burst of peach blossom fragrance, sweet but not greasy: "Miss Xiao, I will give you a chance to reorganize the language."

Xiao Zhihe's skirts were bulging, heaving up and down, his silver teeth clenched, looking at Shen Bulang's restored handsome face, and at the tempting peach cake in his hand, he couldn't help swallowing.

It seems that this big villain is really good-looking.
No, no, it’s because of Peach Blossom Cake that I’m being threatened!

"Are you similar to my brother?"

(End of this chapter)