Chapter 78: When the evil succubus hero is broken (5)

Lou Guxiu's life experience is not very good, nor can he come to talk about it.
His mother used to be a boudoir for everybody, and she got along well with her father and wanted to be together forever and ever...However, his father was just a chopping chailang in the countryside.
There is no Linggen and no family, only a stone house and a vegetable patch. Such a condition was ridiculed by his so-called grandfather.
My father knew he was unworthy and wanted to give up, but on that day, he was scared by the size of his mother.
"If they don't let it, then we will run, to the end of the world, there will always be our happy land."
They eloped, and the grandfather's soldiers and horses were chasing after him, but they were still hiding in a small, stable place, leaving him.
Lou Guxiu's childhood was wonderful, for him who was full of killing and bloodthirsty in the rest of his life.
The father went out to make money, and the mother kept the house. Although there was no big fish and meat, he could eat and wear clothes.
Such a calm day ended on the day when his father was killed by his grandfather's killer.
He only remembered that his mother ran and ran with him, his feet were worn out, and his mother would not let him stop. The voice of the chasing soldiers behind him was too loud, and he still remembers that if black and white impermanence came to demand his life, the sooner he got closer to the ghost gate.
The young Lou Guxiu and his mother fled to a wood, and suddenly the wind was blowing. At that time, he only felt that the wind was too strong and his eyes could not be opened...
When the line of sight was clear, the soldiers were no longer there, and a black man stood in front of them. He smiled evilly and extended his hand to his mother.
He didn't understand and could not hear them, but he looked at it with his own eyes, and his mother looked at him tangledly, then put his hand on the palm of the man's open hand.
Remember again, his identity is the young master of the demon, the son of the black man.
He was very kind to his mother, and his mother loved him in front of outsiders, but Lou Guxiu was unwilling.
He yelled at his mother and said she was sorry for her late father.
The aging woman just smiled bitterly, and she could cry when she smiled.
It was not until she died that Lou Guxiu knew that her favorite and most concerned person was his short-lived father.
But it was too late, she left completely.
And the man in black, like a child, collapsed beside her hall, crying curled up, tears wet the floor tiles.
Lou Guxiu felt that his mother was worth it. No matter in the past or now, there is a man who loves her.
After the death of his mother, the man's body collapsed all at once. He used his mother's portrait all day long, talking to himself and smirking from time to time.
Lou Guxiu visited him a few times, he just handed over everything to the Demon Church, taught him to use true energy, and taught him all the cheats for himself.
On the day when he succeeded, Lou Guxiu went to find him, but found him lying on the bed, holding the portrait of his mother, and went quietly, without a word.
Lou Guxiu stood at the door for a long time, and finally turned away.
From then on, the demon was his.
When Qi Yan woke up again, a towering black hair came into view.
I looked up and found that I was arching on Ao Lun’s belly, and there was still a piece of fur stuck under my face...
Qi Yan touched the corner of his drooling mouth, sucked it, and stood up as if he hadn't seen it.
Ao Lun groaned from his nose, then stood up, shook his hair, and walked to a wooden house.
Touching his nose guilty, Qi Yan also walked in.
The wooden house is small, with tables and chairs, beds and desks, a row of shelves standing on the wall, and books on three sides.
The assassin in bed is sleeping alone, with thick eyelashes under the eyebrows of the sword, thin lips along the high nose bridge, and the three-dimensional knife-like delicate facial features are like the result of the creator's elaborate carvings, which are faintly distributed. The lazy breath is so attractive.
Qi Yan stood by the bed and was unhappy.
Throw me to Ao Lun and then you ran to bed and went to bed? !
He stretched his neck and glanced inwards, and found that there were still some vacancies in the bed. Qi Yan walked up without taking off his shoes, lying down and spreading the quilt cover.
Sure enough, it was comfortable to sleep in bed...
Lou Guxiu woke up from the moment he came in, but he didn't want to open his eyes. He didn't expect the nerd to climb onto the bed himself, and he didn't feel too crowded.
Opening his eyes disgruntledly, he looked at Qi Yan inside, "Go on."
Qi Yan was terrified, and when he woke up, he was full of energy. "No, I'm going to bed too."
"Hurry down." Lou Gu narrowed his eyes. "Don't force me to say it a second time."
"I don't!" Qi Yan hugged the quilt and moved inwards. "Why can't I sleep on the bed, can you?"
"This is my compartment." Lou Guxiu was almost smirked.
"Nonsense, this is obviously the nest of Dashizi!"
"Do you still the nest of the big ballast?"
"You can't grab it if you grab it too!"
Lou Guxiu took a deep breath and calmed his anger.
Qi Yan looked at him cautiously, stretched out his hand from the quilt, held Lou Guxiu's sleeve, and gently pulled it.
"Your leader...Do you not want to see me." Qi Yan's dull voice with a trace of frustration, "Just guess. I don't want to see me and can't send me at will, so throw me to your little servant... "
"You can tell me directly, and I will leave when it gets bright tomorrow."
It's dawn now...
Lou Guxiu wanted to say it very much, but looking at his pitiful appearance that was rejected by others, he blocked it again for a while.
"He promised to treat my sister well."
"You can't rest assured of your sister?" Lou Guxiu frowned at him.
"It's not a matter of worry. Marriage is a lifelong event. I naturally hope that she will marry a good family, but don't be bullied like an exhibitor."
Lou Guxiu looked at his worried face for a long while, and finally snorted, "She is fine, don't worry."
Hearing Lou Guxiu's words, Qi Yan was stunned, and when he recovered, he raised a big smile.
"This little fellow! You are so nice!" The round eyes radiate a different light at the moment, "What's your name? Can I still come to you in the future?"
"Is it possible for you to break into the Demon Church?" Lou Guxiu frowned and sneered coldly when he heard that he was coming.
Qi Yan was said to break his shoulders, "I still want to play with you..."
Lou Guxiu was almost choked by himself. Want me to play?
Qi Yan's unusually decadent appearance was seen by Lou Guxiu, as if he had seen his ears and tail grow, and now he was languishing.
Don't open your face, Lou Guxiu coughed.
"If there is a chance, I will find you."
When he was finished, he got out of bed and walked to Ao Lun, teasing the boring Ao Lun.
The confused face gradually showed joy, that joy expanded from the bottom of my heart, occupying the entire atrium.
Qi Yan, who had been promised, didn't make up, but kept himself under the covers and smiled quietly.
In a trance, he heard a chuckle, accompanied by two words.
"fool."
Like a promise, it was deeply rooted in the hearts of the two.