After the Substitute Mission Is over [Cultivation]

[The substitute mission has been completed. The task reminder sounded in Sushuang's ears. On this day, the protagonist leads hundreds of immortal sects to attack the Demonic Palace, the immortal energy cleanses away the demonic energy, and all the demons are wiped out. During the celebration at the Immortal Gate, no one noticed that a little beauty in a cloak secretly fished out a few jars of old wine that no one cared about from the wine cellar of the Demon Palace, sat on the towering laurel tree, and drank every sip. Su Shuang came through the book, and her task was to act as the gentle and understanding little beauty stand-in for the Demon Lord. Back then, when he was young and ignorant, he used all his energy to heal the Demon Lord's wounds and be his intimate interpreter. Even if he was ridiculed from time to time for not being as considerate as Bai Yueguang, Su Shuang tolerated it all. If dedication is constantly trampled on, anyone will despair. Today was his last day at work. Su Shuang performed a curtain call scene in front of everyone: "The demon was sealed, the beauty was heartbroken and coughed up blood, and she didn't know where to end up." Then she hid in a high place and quietly watched the building collapse. - A hundred years ago, Bai Yueguang died, and the Demon Lord lost half of his soul and spent a hundred years in confusion. However, he encountered an opportunity in the seal of the righteous way and recovered his long-lost soul. With a splitting headache, he unconsciously escaped back to the devil's palace, which was already in a mess. The righteous people have long since earned enough reputation and left, leaving only ruins here. The boundless power turned into loneliness in an instant, and the Demon Lord fell down under the laurel tree with a gloomy face, embarrassed and staggering. Under the moonlight, a strong aroma of wine came from the treetops. The Demon Lord looked up and saw a familiar little beauty with lowered eyes, looking at him expressionlessly. There was no trace of tenderness or admiration in his eyes. The Demon Lord's heart, which had been cold for centuries, suddenly throbbed, and he was fascinated for a moment. Until the cold wine splashed into his face, and the heavy wine bottle fell with it, making stars pop out of his eyes. "Ah... I'm sorry." The man in the tree stretched lazily and looked away bored, "I accidentally slipped my hand, your Majesty, you won't blame me, right?" The crystal wine flowed down the neck into the wound, time seemed to freeze, and the Demon Lord felt like his whole body was on fire. [Reading instructions] A gentle and sinister little beauty with a slight control attribute, dog training literature The Demon Lord's White Moonlight is just about being shou, with a slight crematorium, and overall it's more light-hearted and funny. Intention: Two people overcome ups and downs, recognize each other, improve themselves, and gain happiness