Chapter 3 — Demon Lord Gives Me A Place To Live

But every time I want to mention it, Viem Chieu either calmly says "I like it", or changes the subject, asking me if there is anything I want to eat or if there is any place I want to go out. His attitude was calm as if these things were natural. Just like that, ten days passed, and suddenly there was a commotion outside the palace. Phuong Thanh Han stood outside the barrier at the entrance to the Demon Palace. The person's poison has been cured, his face has recovered a bit, but is still pale. I frowned, turned around and went back into the palace, not wanting to look any further. At this moment, Viem Chieu strode in. "Your master came to the door and said he wanted to see you." "I don't want to see you." I said softly. Yan Chieu clapped his hands and laughed loudly. "Okay!" "With your words, I will chase him away immediately!" At this time, the sound of Phuong Thanh Han trying to rush in was heard from outside the palace. "Viem Chieu! My disciple is imprisoned in your Demon World, I have to bring him back!" "He doesn't want to see you." Yan Chieu's voice was lazy. "Phuong Thanh Han, you listen clearly. He himself doesn't want to return, I have never stopped him." Actually, absolutely not. Need Viem Chieu to personally take action. Just the demon generals rushing in like a tide made Phuong Thanh Han unable to resist. But in the following days, Phuong Thanh Han still came every day. People stand outside the barrier from early morning until sunset, regardless of wind and rain. Occasionally, a Demon World disciple passed by, pointing and gossiping about him, but he didn't seem to hear him at all. After another four or five days, Ung Hoai also arrived. He walked to Phuong Thanh Han's side and softly said a few words. Phuong Thanh Han shook his head, he silently stood next to her company. I looked at the silhouettes of two people standing side by side outside the barrier, in my heart there was no longer the pain and bitterness of being betrayed like in my previous life, only calm disgust remained. At dusk, Viem Chieu came to find me, saying that Ung Hoai wanted to see me. At first I intended to refuse, but thought about it for a while, and finally nodded. "Let him in." Viem Chieu did not ask much, simply replied: "Okay. The person you want to meet, I have no reason to stop." When Ung Hoai entered the palace, a gentle and proper smile hung on his face, like a harmless lotus. He bowed to Viem Chieu, then looked back at me. His eyes stopped on me for a moment, a cold light flashed in the bottom of his eyes. "Senior brother, you have suffered in the past few days in the Demon World. Master is very worried about you, especially asked me to come and pick you up." I looked at him and suddenly felt a little funny. In his previous life, this person used the gentlest voice to say the cruelest words, used the most dignified manner to do the most despicable things. He pushed me into the abyss little by little, and then told everyone that I jumped in myself. "You came at the right time. I don't want to talk to Phuong Thanh Han, please pass this on to him." "I have graciously broken off with you, from now on there will be no more relations. Please do not come looking for me in the future, nor appear in front of me." Ung Hoai paused slightly, his eyes filled with scrutiny. According to his thoughts, I must be hesitant, miserable, unwilling to give up. After all, I once admired my master so deeply. But now I spoke very decisively, as if I was throwing away a dirty piece of trash. "Senior brother, this is your trick to attract the attention of the master, right?" Finally, he no longer pretended to smile, revealing his contempt for me. "I have long known that someone like you has a deep heart, will use such despicable tricks to compete with the master.

Well, it's nothing strange. It's just that I didn't expect you to do such a big thing this time, to actually seduce your master who waits for you every day——You really know how to do great things!” “You're just a vile thing, a shameless person!” Before the words were finished, a powerful stream of demonic energy suddenly exploded! Not knowing when, Yan Chieu stood up. In his red-gold eyes, anger was rolling. He reached out and grabbed Ung Hoai from afar. Ung Hoai's whole body was immediately hit by a shock. The invisible force grabbed his neck, his feet left the ground, his face instantly turned red. "What did you say just now?" "Say it again." Ung Hoai desperately struggled, using both hands to try to remove the invisible force that was strangling him, but he couldn't shake it. His face turned from red to purple, his eyes began to roll back, "coughing" sounds came from his throat. I looked for a moment and said softly: "Don't kill him. If the Immortal Sect uses this as an excuse to start a war with you, then isn't that disaster brought on by me?" Viem Chieu coldly snorted and casually tossed it. Ung Hoai was like a tattered rag puppet, being thrown out. He hit the electric pole heavily, slid to the ground, clutching his neck and coughing violently. "Today I spared your life out of respect for him." "Go away!"