[The paranoid little curly-haired young demon master with a bit of cuteness × the old-fashioned and tolerant and crazy chief attacker of the Sword Sect who is too lazy to pretend]
The youngest son of the Demon King who had been missing for more than 20 years has been found!
Good news: He is as handsome as the Demon King, and he is extremely talented and indifferent to all emotions and desires. He is a good candidate for cultivating demons.
Bad news: The decent swordsmanship this boy learned was retrieved from the foot of the Sword Sect's mountain.
Many demon cultivators were indignant. Are you kidding me? Weilouyi is the hope for the future of my demon clan, how can I learn that kind of thing?
Demonic cultivators should learn the soul-refining method obediently!
What are you talking about now?
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The Demon Lord was very concerned about his lost and found young son, and threw good elixirs into the palace in the dangerous building for free.
It's a pity that the child is afraid of strangers, talks little, and likes to hide. Even the personal attendant has never seen him speak a few times.
The demon king's old father's heart was deeply hurt, and he still didn't understand what the problem was.
Until one day, the little boy with red lips and white teeth made a request for the first time.
Wei Louyi's black curly hair hovered meekly beside his face, and he said obediently: "Dad, I want to hear people being messed up, is that okay?"
The Demon Lord almost fell down as his eyes darkened.
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Wen Renluan, the chief disciple of Jian Zong, grew up in Jian Zong. He is a cold and upright person and has always disliked them, those who cultivate demons.
But the son wanted it, so the Demon Lord had no choice but to steal him out while the moon was dark and the wind was high.
By the way, he was tied up and thrown into his son's bedroom.
I heard that this young junior has good cultivation, and Wei Louyi just took the opportunity to refine his soul and make up for his cultivation.
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No one knew that Wen Renran had left with the Demon Lord on his own initiative.
No one knew that he once picked up a child and secretly raised it for more than ten years.
In the palace, the sword-headed man with his hands tied had a deep look in his eyes and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, waiting for the "favour" of the young demon master.
The young boy who came to greet Wen Renran didn't know that he was in danger.
He untied the rope from the sword head, frowned slightly and said angrily: "Brother, let me untie it for you! Isn't it particularly painful..."
Wenren smiled wildly and responded to him: "Yeah, it hurts."
He couldn't bear the pain all over his body, and his chest was filled with emotions that had nowhere to vent.
Wei Louyi didn't notice it, and put his face close to the sword's head: "I'm kidnapping you, so be obedient."
Wenren was in a panic, but he quickly turned over and pressed him down, kissing the chattering lips: "I know--"
[1v1 double c, new year]
Intention: Nothing belongs to me
