Feng Xiaoxun suddenly felt blessed and glared at him: "Are you trying to do anything to Xi Yan?"

Di Shiyin looked more elegant: "As long as you behave, I won't do anything to her."

Feng Xiaoxun clenched his fist: "I hate someone threatening me the most!"

Emperor Shiyin said calmly: "You are not threatened by this. Also, I am your brother, are you too young to call yourself me in front of me?"

Feng Xiaoxun's face was ashen and he looked at him coldly.

Di Shiyin ignored his almost murderous eyes, glanced at Fang Xiyan in his arms, and pointed out a fact coolly: "You can slowly consider the conditions I give you, but you

The girl in my arms has been dead for more than an hour. If it has been more than two hours, even if I rescue her, she will still be a zombie——"

Feng Xiaoxun froze, looked at Fang Xiyan's little blue face in his arms, and finally gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay! I promise you! Now, can you save people?!"

Seeing his unwillingness, Di Shiyin felt very good, and finally said, "Come in!" He turned around and entered the Melting Snow Valley.

Feng Xiaoxun breathed a sigh of relief, hugged Fang Xiyan and walked in closely...

This is not the first time that Feng Xiaoxun has come to Melting Snow Valley, but he has come here to destroy it every time. Every time he destroyed it completely. But every time Emperor Shiyin rebuilt it, and the scenery was better every time.

good……

This time is particularly beautiful, with flowers everywhere dazzling the eyes, and a wedding is about to take place. This place should be used as a new house, but there are no ordinary red and colorful flowers. Only strings of flowers of various colors fill the bamboo building, forming a simple yet elegant atmosphere.

Festive patterns, when the breeze blows, the petals are flying, and the fragrance floats like the tide, like a dream...

Feng Xiaoxun has lived for more than 10,000 years and has seen countless new houses, but this is the first time he has seen one like this. Walking in the garden is like walking in a painting.

"Di Shiyin——" Feng Xiaoxun opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

Emperor Shiyin paused slightly, raised his eyebrows, and said lightly: "Di Shiyin?"

His voice was light and his face seemed to be smiling, but Feng Xiaoxun felt a sudden shock in his heart. He secretly grinded his teeth: "Brother——"

Di Shiyin smiled: "Good boy, what do you want to say?"

Feng Xiaoxun: "..." Good?! He's so good! How could he, the mighty Demon Lord, use the word "good" to coax him?! Are you treating him like a child?!

Feng Xiaoxun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and couldn't tell what he was feeling. He paused for a moment and then smiled viciously: "I see that if you don't become a national master, you would be a gardener. Your garden looks quite like that."

What’s the matter, did you take care of it yourself?”

Di Shiyin said calmly: "Putting aside whether I want to be a gardener or not, you must be a mason right now."

Feng Xiaoxun was stunned: "Mason?! Do you want me to build a palace for you?!"

Di Shiyin shook his head: "No, just build a thatched house." He raised his sleeves and pointed in a direction in the garden: "There is still some open space there, just build it there."

Feng Xiaoxun sneered: "What are you doing repairing thatched house? Is it possible that you lack a toilet here?"

Di Shiyin glanced at him: "Well, I don't object if you want to live in the toilet."

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