Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

In this deserted and crowded place, the thin figure is almost embedded in the land, becoming a small black spot and moving slowly.

Zhou Mohan didn't speak for a long time.

He looked a little cool, and a sour feeling came up, and his heart would be a little uncomfortable.

Why is that?

What's the matter with yourself?

Lengqiu looked at the servant girl without blinking. He knew it in his heart, and then walked to the ground.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Feng Ruyan noticed that someone was coming. She looked up fiercely and looked at the boy in front of her in surprise, "cold guard, how did you come?"

Standing there with the grass just pulled out in his hand, he looked at the distance and didn't see Zhou Mohan.

The guard is here. Where has the young master gone?

Lengqiu looked at Feng Ruyan, then without saying a word, bent down and began to pull grass.

Feng Ruyan stopped her work, looked at lengqiu and said, "cold guard, it's bad to be seen by the marquis."

Hou ye will certainly come to check. Feng Ruyan knows that Hou Ye is punishing herself again.

She just wanted to find her fault. If she saw someone helping her, she didn't care about being scolded, but the people who helped her had to follow her.

But lengqiu just didn't hear Feng Ruyan's words at all. He just worked hard.

If he doesn't come, it is estimated that the young master will come to hoe and pull the grass himself later.

Lengqiu had learned the last thing, and then lengqiu seemed to understand that as long as he saw what danger she was in, the young master would be in a mess. He didn't consider whether he was in danger at all.

Lengqiu pulled the grass hard, and Feng Ruyan seemed to feel inappropriate again. "Leng guard, you'd better go back. I'll do it slowly alone."

Lengqiu raised his head and showed a row of snow-white teeth. Hehe smiled, "I'm a man. This job is nothing."

Then he skillfully grabbed the root of the thorn grass, pulled it hard, and a large handful of grass was pulled out. In this moment, he pulled out a small piece.

"Is the young master coming?" Feng Ruyan's voice was very small, but lengqiu heard it.

Lengqiu quietly looked back and didn't see the young master. He knew that the young master didn't want Yan'er to know that he should hide.

The master doesn't leave a name for his good deeds.

Then he can't talk nonsense, or he will be scolded to death.

Feng Ruyan felt that Zhou Mohan must be nearby. Then she opened her eyes and saw Zhou Mohan hiding behind a distant tree.

With a knowing smile, she knew that he must have asked lengqiu to help him pull the grass.

Next to a big tree, a figure hid and watched.

The eyes flashed a trace of reluctance and heartache, as well as helpless anxiety.

Just now he watched lengqiu go to the ground, but he wanted to follow him.

I just thought about it, but finally I didn't go.

His father saw that he would punish her again.

Although there is a lot of grass to be pulled out, with the ability of cold hill, he should be able to solve it alone.

Looking at it, I found something wrong. The little figure seemed to be coming towards him.

How did she find out? Lengqiu must have said it. This boy, go back and deal with him.

Zhou Mohan was used to the bloody battlefield. He thought his heart would not be easily shaken by any woman.

But since the first time I saw her, I had a strange feeling.

At this time, I saw the little girl coming towards him,

Zhou Mohan looked slightly stunned, his eyes brightened, and the figure that was getting closer and closer was fixed in his eyes. She was wearing a blue skirt and shirt. Although it was coarse cloth, it did not hide her beautiful and indifferent temperament, just like the first bloom of Qinglian, her graceful body, snow like skin, and her beautiful face with a warm smile like sunshine.

The girl, like a cheerful bird, walked up to him with a smile and blessed him, "young master."

The girl's face was flushed with shame, and the fine beads of sweat on the tip of her nose glittered in the sun.

Zhou Mohan was stunned.

Feng Ruyan raised her eyes and looked at Zhou Mohan in front of her. She was dressed in a white shirt, leisurely and elegant, as if she had cut her delicate face with a knife. She was as handsome as a God.

My heart beat for no reason, my brain was blank, and I forgot what to say.

I can't blame her for being crazy about flowers, but she's so big that she's never seen such a beautiful man.

Even if Shang Yan, the son of the emperor of heaven, was known as the first beautiful man in the heaven, he was compared with Zhou Mohan.

"What are you doing here?"

Feng Ruyan raised her watery eyes and nodded, "young master, you'd better let lengqiu go back."

"What's the matter?"

Zhou Mohan looked at the cold hill working hard in the distance, "what's wrong with him?"

Feng Ruyan quickly shook her head, "the young master can help the maidservant. The maidservant is very grateful, but she's just afraid of being found by the master and implicating the cold guard."

When Zhou Mohan heard Feng Ruyan mention his father, he was inexplicably angry.

How could a little servant girl do such rough work?

Looking at the fine beads of sweat on the tip of Feng Ruyan's nose, the soft waxy red lips pursed. Although it was only early summer, the scorching sun was still burning the earth.

"Are you thirsty?"

"No, I'm not thirsty." Feng Ruyan sipped her chapped lips. Although she didn't drink a mouthful of water, she just thought about how to finish those jobs.

Seeing that it was getting late, Feng Ruyan stepped aside and blessed her body, "young master, maidservants have gone to work."

"Wait a minute."

Zhou Mohan shouted to lengqiu in the distance. Lengqiu heard the young master calling him, stopped his work, then hurried over and bowed down and asked, "young master, what can I do for you?"

"Go back to the house and get some water."

Lengqiu bowed down and hurried back to get water.

Feng Ruyan was even more flustered. "Young master, I can do it alone. I'd better ask the young master to go back?"

Zhou Mohan stood with his hands on his back, and his eyes were shining with a warm light. "Last time you saved me, I even thanked you for doing this."

"I dare not let the young master repay me."

"Why not? If you hadn't stopped the purple moon in time that day, I might have drunk the poisonous tea."

Feng Ruyan quickly bowed her head and said, "young master, I still owe you. I fell from the tree. If the young master hadn't saved me in time, I might have fallen into meat cakes."

The little girl was as smart as a butterfly flying and falling among the flowers. Zhou Mohan was amused by Feng Ruyan's words, then hurriedly closed her mouth, turned around and stood with her hands.

But the smile was still hanging on the corners of his mouth.

Just turn around and don't let her see.

Feng Ruyan heard him smile and looked up at Zhou Mohan with her back to her.

That figure is also so attractive, tall and straight, handsome and elegant. Feng Ruyan lost her mind and hurriedly bowed her head, "young master, slaves and maidservants are going to work."

Seeing that the young master didn't speak, he blessed again, and then turned and left.

Zhou Mohan listened to the footsteps farther and farther away from himself and knew that she had gone far.

Then he turned around and looked at the petite figure walking towards the ground.

Why does he feel reluctant to give up?

After so many years of military career, he has developed a rock firm heart and is indifferent to any woman.

But I had a crush on this little servant girl.

Maybe it's because she saved him, and this feeling is just out of gratitude.

But his heart did not admit it, because when he watched her go away, he wanted to tell her that he could help her with her farm work.

Is that gratitude?

A kind of pain entangled lingered in his heart, winding his heart full, unable to breathe.

Zhou Mohan didn't wait until lengqiu came back, so he went back to Hou's house alone.

He went directly to his father, but he wanted to say something to his father, but his father didn't want to see him.

After waiting for a long time, Zhou Mohan had to go back to his wuxuanzhai.

At this time, the black beaver broke away from the God of the Marquis and wanted to go to the ground to see the girl, so he became a "blackbird" and flew away.

Flying to the wasteland, the blackbird landed on a dead branch.

Black bean's eyes stared at the little girl in the field. She was so obedient that she was already dressed. It seemed that she was going to really pull weeds and hoe the ground?

"Blackbird" stared at Feng Ruyan. Can she really hoe the ground as a weak little girl?

The black beaver doesn't believe that the girl can resist using magic.

Whenever she uses a spell, it finds a chance to kill her.

The blackbird blinked and then cooed.

Feng Ruyan looked up and saw the "blackbird" falling on the branch of the tree.

Gugu's cry made her look more, but she saw an incredible scene.

Because Feng Ruyan had opened the Lingyan door at this time and saw that the body of the bird was actually a fox.

Where's another fox?

Why become a bird?

Feng Ruyan knows that any fox demon who has become an elite can be transformed into any animal, but the cultivation of these fox demons is different from that of mortals. They all rely on absorbing mortal yang to increase their cultivation.

Therefore, the fox's cultivation was also refined after absorbing a lot of Yang Qi.

It's our bounden duty to catch demons.

Although we are mortals now, if we can accept it, it is a good thing to rob Jide.

Thinking about it, Feng Ruyan had sent out her aura and pointed to the "blackbird" on the tree. The "blackbird" was unprepared. The aura hit the feather and flew away.

The tree was split in half by aura.

Then there was a long crack on the ground, just like the crack after the earthquake.

Feng Ruyan controls Reiki and doesn't dare to use too much. Just a little bit is so powerful. She recovers some Reiki.

"Blackbird" breathed out a breath from his mouth, which turned into a sharp sword and hit Feng Ruyan.

And Feng Ruyan called out her aura and waved it away. The sword was split and turned into smoke.

"Demon, where to run."

The black fox ran to the thorns.

Feng Ruyan hit the black fox with another aura and waved at the thorny grass, as if with the power of a hurricane, and the whole thorny grass was uprooted.

The stones and thorns in the ground flew into the air and fell all over the sky.

The "blackbird" was hurt again by aura. His body popped out far away and fell heavily, but he couldn't move. Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.