The gods and the next sign: This dragon girl is not easy to mess with

In the luxurious demon palace bedroom, I rested my cheek in one hand and stuffed cherries into my mouth with the other. Seeing that a small plate of cherries was about to bottom out, Kong Ling was much more well-behaved than ordinary things, holding a small plate full of cherries Put it on the side of my hand, and then stood aside respectfully.

"Taihua, why haven't you seen Dong Jingli recently?" I didn't look up, and asked Taihua who was sitting on the other side of the room playing the piano.

Because Taihua and Prince Changqin have exactly the same appearance, although I find it extremely difficult to accept and feel very twisted, but after getting along for a long time, I found that Taihua is actually much gentler than Prince Changqin.

Accompanied by the sound of the piano, Taihua said: "Recently he's been running around all the time, and he doesn't know where he's gone."

"Alas—" I let out a long sigh, and fell down on the table in boredom.

Taihua smiled and said: "Jingli has indeed not come to see you, Long Huan for quite a while. Could it be that Long Huan, you have a crush on Jingli? It's a pity that you rejected him in front of the monsters that day, otherwise, you would have been here now." It is justifiable to order the group of demons to tie him back, who knows which little demon he is now happy and happy!"

Hearing Taihua make such a joke, my face turned red and I jumped up from the seat: "Oh, I don't care! It's just that this demon world is really boring, and I just asked casually."

"Looking at the Six Paths, Long Huan, it is a blessing for you to be able to marry Dong Jingli. I think you were always disliked in the heavens back then, so don't be reserved." Behind him, Kong Ling came back with an awkward answer.

As soon as my face turned black, I turned around and slapped Kong Ling hard on the forehead: "What are you being reserved for! Dong Jingli's head was bleeding too much a while ago, and he didn't slow down. What's more, he likes Qingchen so much. It couldn't be clearer."

"Long Huan." Taihua stopped holding the piano and stood up, walked slowly in front of me and said, "Although Master Qingchen made Jingli worry about it, we also knew that it was impossible. Although listening to Jingli...Qingchen's soul It has appeared before. However, I know in my heart that it is a wishful thinking for a high god to be resurrected. Jingli is actually a child. I don't know when I will go crazy. Master Qingchen is the wound of Jingli's madness. And now, you are the best medicine for this wound."

"But... but..." I was a little at a loss, raised my hand, but touched the memory floating in the air, Qingchen.

"Taihua, look at this demon world, where is there no shadow of Qingchen? You also said that Dong Jingli is a child. He is just fresh now. I am very grateful for everything he has done to me. But me and him are actually I understand that he still has her in his heart. I also have another him in my heart. We..." I didn't speak again, it was absolutely impossible for me to swallow these four words forcefully.I looked up at Taihua, but I saw that he also had a helpless expression on his face.In fact, why didn't he understand these things?

Just as the atmosphere was getting dull, the door of the bedroom was suddenly kicked open.

We were all taken aback and looked around in a panic, only to see Dong Jingli holding a plant of herb, protecting it like a treasure in his arms, but his body was full of embarrassment.

"You, what's going on with you?" I blinked and looked at Dong Jingli suspiciously.

"Hey, little girl, little girl, do you still remember what I promised you?" Dong Jingli poked his head over mysteriously and said.

"What?" I frowned.

"Heal your white hair!" Dong Jingli became excited, then took out the herbal medicine in his arms, held it up high, and said in awe, "Look! If you eat it, the white hair will change It's the same as it was before. No! It's even darker and brighter!" Dong Jingli nodded seriously.