Too Many Words to Say

A hundred years after the death of the famous demon Lu Zhiyao... He was reborn as one of the harem pets of his best friend Xiao Daoheng. At this moment, I had just taken a bath and burned incense, and I was kneeling down in the Sensen Hall to wait for him to go to bed. His best friend, who was the leader of the righteous path, changed his temperament for some unknown reason. He not only rebelled against the hundreds of sects of the Immortal Sect, but also occupied the endless land. There are thousands of demons under his command, and his notoriety can stop a child from crying at night. Before Lu Zhiyao came over in a trance. Yaoguang Mountain above the nine heavens suddenly glowed with golden light, and clang... Clang clang... Nine bells tolled - announcing to the world. The mountain lord returns. The ancestors of the major immortal sects all changed their expressions - Impossible, that devil is dead, absolutely dead. Now he is still a weakling. Lu Zhiyao waited a moment before looking at the sky from the top of the palace: "..." The reason why he and Xiao Daoheng are close friends is because he was the master of Yaoguang Mountain, the leader of the nine immortal sects, before everyone shouted. "Huh——" The thick palace door was pushed outwards, and the heavy black shadows waiting in the wind and snow fell to the ground in an instant. Lu Zhiyao also lowered his head in an instant. The sea has changed, things have changed, and Xiao Daoheng... The present is different from the past, and he will remain unchanged in response to all changes. A pair of black boots stopped in Lu Zhiyao's lowered field of vision. The sight from above made Lu Zhiyao's naked neck tremble: "After washing, get on the bed." Lu Zhiyao: "...?" You are so crazy! Intention: Don't give up easily.