Princess Against the World

As soon as the door was closed, Ling Luoyu stood up, her skirt falling down lightly.

With her eyes slightly cold, she looked at the white pavilion where the demon god lived, tore through the void, and slipped inside.

When she reappeared, she had the white dress in her hand.

Ling Luoyu carefully measured the size of the clothes, and finally outlined a person's figure on the rice paper.

"It's him??!"

With a slight coldness in her eyes, she slowly put away her clothes, stared fixedly at what was in the distance, and finally disappeared into the void again.

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Grab the Purple Palace.

Behind the mountain, the small courtyard of the firewood room.

Ling Luoyu looked at her small courtyard from a distance, and looked at the smoke curling up from the kitchen, feeling like she was beeping like a dog.

"Haven't left??!"

Cursing and complaining silently in her heart, she still gently pushed open the door.

The furniture in the room is still the same, but they have all been changed, making it look neater and simpler.

Under the window on one side, the man in gray was sitting there burning firewood.

The moment she saw him, Ling Luoyu became more breathless and walked in quietly.

"Why haven't you left?? Didn't I let you go?"

"I have completed the task you gave me, what else do I have to do?" The gray-clothed man was a little apprehensive, pointing his lips at the pot.

"I'll collect all the water you poured out here..."

Ling Luoyu's pupils suddenly shrank, and she suddenly turned her head to look at the ground at the door.

The land there has dried up, save for a splashed water stain.

Ling Luoyu didn't continue to ask whether the water in the pot was the water he poured out by himself.

Because in terms of the demon god's IQ, he can mess around with her very simply and easily.

But she had to be careful.

Sitting down with a heavy body, Ling Luoyu looked at his back, silently "wearing" the piece on him in his heart.

Sure enough, it fits quite well.

And most importantly, the smell on this man was exactly the same as that on that shirt.

A person's appearance can change, but his body odor does not.

Especially men.

Every man has a different taste.

"The water is boiling..."

The man in gray stood up excitedly, took the teacup beside him, and made a pot of tea.

"I don't think you have much tea here, so I prepared some, but I don't know what kind of tea you like to drink?!"

While asking, he still brought up the brewed tea,

"Jasmine after the rain here, you have a taste, it has a unique fragrance and freshness..."

Ling Luoyu took it over with charming eyes, and the smell of tea smelt her nostrils: "What's your name?"

The man in gray sat down with his eyes down, "The name...is just a code name, just like I didn't ask the girl's name, isn't it good for us to get to know each other so simply...?"

Ling Luoyu calmly sipped the tea: "In life, you always have to leave a mark! You won't find out until after you die that the last thing left by a person in this world is just a name!!"

The man in gray suddenly stared at her, his eyes fixed on her, and he smiled after a while.

"Call me Niu! Girl..."

"My name is Ugly!!"

"..."

The two looked at each other, as if they saw through each other, but also seemed to see through nothing.

For a long time, the two looked at each other and smiled.

"Drink tea!"

"please!"

Ling Luoyu's eyelashes drooped slightly, and through the dense tea mist, she looked at the man beside her who called herself "A Niu".

Isn't it a bit too casual to have such a nickname for a majestic generation of demon gods? ! !