Chapter 3870

Demon world main hall.

Bai Zhu led the way and bypassed the dark main hall. What he saw was a completely different world. There were no buildings around, let alone plants.

The most conspicuous man sitting in the vast expanse of white is a dark tea table in front of the man. There is a pot of hot tea on it. At the moment, it is still white. It is also because of this that Jiang Xinrui realized that this place is still very cold, and the illusion of nothingness is only an illusion.

If Bai Zhu hadn't just said that their king came out from under the cold ice to wait for them, Jiang Xinrui would really think that this was under the cold ice.

It's so cold.

From a distance, it was a vast expanse of white. In fact, those were all white snow. Liu ting'an was wearing a gray long shirt and sat cross legged. The most conspicuous thing was his long hair. A snow-white head was tied behind his head with only a white jade hairpin. I didn't know that it was covered by snow.

As for the appearance, what kind of face is that? Jiang Xinrui thinks Liu ting'an should be a Confucius and martial man. Even if he is not so strong, he should be fierce. After all, he is the snake king and the former demon king. He should not be... A weak scholar.

A pair of affectionate eyes, a red curved stripe between the forehead, some like the shape of a snake, a tall bridge of the nose, and lips are bright red against all the snow-white, and the corners of the mouth rise slightly, giving people a very confused feeling.

But his face is very white

It's really hard for Jiang Xinrui to imagine that Liu ting'an would look like this. It's even harder to imagine how he launched a war for his beloved. His lover died. He lived under the cold ice

Bai Zhu walked up to the man, bowed respectfully, asked Jiang Xinrui and Feng Ying to take their seats, reached out to pour tea, looked at Jiang Xinrui intentionally or unintentionally, and finally fell on Liu Nanyuan, looking at Liu Nanyuan with a little comfort.

When Liu Nanyuan saw Liu ting'an, he became very honest. If Jiang Xinrui hadn't felt his heartbeat, he thought he was dead.

It seems that Liu Nanyuan is really afraid of Liu ting'an.

"It's not easy to drink hot tea here..."

When Feng Ying said this, she looked at Jiang Xinrui and sat down. Then she picked up the tea cup and tasted it. It was still good tea. Feng Ying looked up at Liu ting'an.

Because of their habits, Liu ting'an is actually the most heat-resistant. Naturally, she doesn't drink hot tea. Naturally, this thing is prepared for them.

And Feng Ying saw Liu ting'an without any accident. If this guy changed his women's clothes, he would be more beautiful than Chifeng.

But Liu ting'an turned out to be black haired. Because of his wife's death, she turned white in an instant. She has been like this since then.

"If your highness San comes to visit me alone, you really can't drink this hot tea. You just brought a little girl. Naturally, I have to prepare some."

"Besides, your highness brought it in person. Naturally, you should be more careful to entertain..."

"I don't know much about Miss Jiang. I'd better send someone out to inquire about your identity. I'm offended by so many. I hope Miss Jiang doesn't blame my younger generation for being ignorant and offending. I'm proud of you. Nanyuan's cultivation is low. It's not worth treating you like this."

"Miss Jiang has come all the way. Please accept her kindness."

Liu Tingan's voice was low and gentle, and every word seemed to step on the tip of people's heart.

Liu ting'an's words fell and waved gently. A dark green porcelain vase appeared on the dark tea table.