The two brothers sat in a daze, lost in thought. It's just that Fu Mingrui was melancholy, while Fu Minghui fell into the excitement of curiosity.

That night, the brothers Duanmu Qingchen and Duanmu Jinhong were also distracted.

Lian Youyou said that to exchange, two people need to be willing. But this time, Duanmu Qingchen was unwilling. When changing the throne, Duanmu Qingchen was so straightforward, but this time, even the immortal throne made him unshakable.

Duanmu Jinhong and Duanmu Qingchen walked together in the quiet alley of the imperial palace. First, Duanmu Jinhong couldn't figure out why Duanmu Qing didn't want to change back. The second is that Duanmu Qingchen couldn't understand that he could get the throne, but Lin Shiyue and Duanmu Jinhong, who was in the immortal throne, wanted to be themselves.

He and him, who is stupid?

The autumn night after the rain was exceptionally quiet. Lian sat alone in the courtyard, looking up at the night sky after the rain. The blue clouds were misty, the moonlight was hazy, and with a handful of melon seeds in her hand, she coughed leisurely.

Lin Tingjun dragged the recliner to Lian Youyou's side, lay down on the occasion, closed his eyes and fell asleep, and returned to his previous appearance of being lazy: "You unlocked the black flame, what did you feel?"

"Pfft." Lian Youyou spat out the melon seeds, "I feel deeply lonely, and I want to find a normal man to sleep with."

"Pfft! Cough, cough!" Lin Tingjun lay on the recliner, choked his throat with a mouthful of saliva, and his face flushed as he coughed.

Lian Youyou looked at him with a smile and continued to eat melon seeds.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you." Lin Tingjun put his arms around his chest, turned his back to Lian Youyou and started yawning.

"Where's Hei Yan?" Seeing that only Lin Tingjun came out, Lian asked leisurely.

"Of course he won't come out when I come out." Lin Tingjun snorted with a chuckle, "I didn't expect that I would also be jealous with the demon god..." Lin Tingjun closed his eyes and muttered, aggrieved.

Lian Youyou watched him smile while eating melon seeds, just like the wife of a landlord's family: "Then you are the Lord God, I don't care about your three wives and four concubines."

The word "Lord God" made Lin Tingjun's face tense instantly. Although he has experienced a lot when he came to Jiumen, the labor intensity of Jiumen is really less than Jiutian, not to mention that he still has time to sleep and daze.

The word gods is like an invisible mountain. As long as you mention it, you will be overwhelmed by this mountain, feel tight in your chest, and dizzy.

Lin Tingjun felt disgusted from the bottom of his heart to the word Lord God.

He frowned and turned to face Lian Youyou: "Then will you do it later?" He asked cautiously, not even daring to look at Lian Youyou.

"No." Lian Youyou replied directly, "Pfft!" The melon seed husk spit out in front of Lin Tingjun, "You are the god, I will come down, I will not go back, I will not go with any woman you want I care, as long as you don't disturb my happy life."

"You just abandoned me like this?!" Lin Tingjun opened his eyes to look at Lian Youyou in disbelief, unable to believe her indifference.

Lian Youyou's face was indifferent: "There are still people here who are willing to be my male favorite, why can't I think about going up to be the queen of the main **** who fights and kills every day? Are you tired?"

Lin Tingjun closed his eyes weakly, "You are really ruthless..." He tried hard and squeezed out a crystal tear from the corner of his eye.

Lian Youyou turned her face to look, the teardrops were round and round, reflecting the already bright moon in the night sky.

"Hey, do you want to make an appointment now?" Lian Youyou asked above Lin Tingjun.

Lin Tingjun immediately opened his eyes, wrapped his arms around Lian Youyou's neck without hesitation, and kissed her lips. This woman who made men fall in love with her really made him tired.

The deep kiss lasted for a long time, and the clear moon came out from the flowing clouds, and sprinkled the clear moonlight on this peaceful and quiet courtyard. She came here to follow him through the ninth boundary wall. This love, even the most beautiful words, cannot be described.

Lin Tingjun slowly let go of his arm, and Lian Youyou looked down at him with clear eyes: "I broke through the nine-layer boundary wall for you, what can you do for me?"

Lin Tingjun raised his hand, and suddenly pinched Lian Youyou's face: "I will let you be the main god, sitting on the six worlds of beautiful men."

"Hahaha—you are really generous." Lian Youyou leaned over Lin Tingjun's body, "But I just want to be alone now."

"tired?"

"kindness."

"Then alone, we are not in a hurry...not in a hurry..." Lin Tingjun gently wrapped his arms around Lian Youyou's shoulders, and patted her shoulders lightly. What did she think? he. He is reluctant to leave the mortal world because he can be so intimate with her in the mortal world, "Ten thousand years have passed, I don't care about the past two years..."

Lian Youyou smiled faintly on his chest. Only in the mortal world did they have such a good time to embrace each other. On the above, it's not that I don't dare to think, but that I don't have time.

"What are you trying to test Fu Mingrui?" Lin Tingjun felt a little sympathetic to Fu Mingrui. First, he was humiliated by them and erased his memory, and now, he was humiliated by Lian Youyou.

"Is that a humiliation?" Lian Youyou left Lin Tingjun's chest, sat aside and continued eating melon seeds.

Lin Tingjun's eyes flickered, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It doesn't count, of course it doesn't count! Above nine days, the male **** who wants to be your male favorite has to line up..." He said this with a guilty conscience, but it was In fact, the Nine Heavens male gods are not as awkward as Fu Mingrui, and the God Realm respects the strong, so they don't feel that they are male favorites, and they are proud to serve the female God of War Lian Youyou.

"Hiss—I didn't expect Duanmu Qingchen to let go." Duanmu Qingchen really surprised Lin Tingjun. It stands to reason that a mortal prince should have more self-esteem than Fu Mingrui. As a result, he did what he said, without hesitation, and without any entanglement. It can be seen that besides admiration for Lian Youyou, Duanmu Qingchen worshiped Lian Youyou more, which made him fall into obsession and completely forget his own identity. As long as he can be with Lian Youyou, he is willing to do whatever he wants.

"Hmph." Lian Youyou laughed too, biting a melon seed shell and smiling brilliantly, "Silly prince...you're cheap, happy with him, but awkward Fu Mingrui makes people feel the purity of love, um...choose OK, help me choose."

Lian Youyou turned her face to look at Lin Tingjun with a smirk.

Lin Tingjun clasped his hands behind his head lazily, and closed his eyes with a bored face: "Do you think I should be jealous now, or shouldn't I? I'm afraid of being beaten by you."

Lian Youyou looked at Lin Tingjun and smiled for a while, then her expression suddenly became serious, and she raised her face to stare at the clear night sky: "The bottom line, I'm testing the bottom line."

"Who? Fu Mingrui?" Lin Tingjun opened his eyes again, which were as bright as the stars.

"En." Lian Youyou's expression suddenly became as deep as night, "I don't lack a man who loves me. What I lack is someone who can help me. Therefore, I need to know Fu Mingrui's bottom line and not let him fall into the trap." As a plaything of love, like that, he is not qualified to stay by my side."

Lin Tingjun looked at Lian Youyou's eyes and gradually darkened. It turned out that she was not choosing a man, but a male minister!