Demon King's Favorite, Enchanting Concubine

Chapter 98: The daughter has grown up

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She dared to go out to find Qi Ziyan again, and saved Qi Ziyan's life for a whole year. During that year, Qinger took Qi Ziyan, and Qi Ziyan took care of Qinger. They exchanged and talked happily together.

Because Qing'er came from the Paradise of Elysium and was a noble soul, and because Qing'er had the blood of the demon clan, in this way, she avoided the edge, but the evil spirits couldn't catch her.

But although she postponed it for a whole year, the time to open the fetal door for the second time came. She promised to escape only one reincarnation. This time she could not avoid it anymore and was born smoothly in the end. .

No disease, no disaster, no pain, no reason, after Qing'er was born, Qi Ziyan couldn't afford to be ill. The devil searched all the ways, but after all, he could not save the life of his beloved wife, and he was also lucky.

Qinger was born, Qi Ziyan died, and the devil lost control completely.

What happened after Qing'er was born, she doesn't remember at all, and even the scene of Qi Ziyan hugging her has been wiped away by the efficacy of a bowl of Meng Po soup.

When that instinct was awakened, she vaguely remembered a little bit about the things before birth.

There was also the instinct that Qinglong God tears bestowed on Qing'er, and the Qing'er that vaguely looked like a dream but not a dream, but according to what happened later, Qing'er finally understood that she had benefited from Qing'er.

In the blink of an eye, the past was gone, and Qi Ziyan was satisfied with her death, but Qinger was sealed in 300 years. When she finally grew up, she came to Qi Ziyan for the first time, and her feelings gushed out.

"Mother, Qing'er came late. Qing'er failed to protect you. It was Qing'er's fault!"

Qing'er's immature heart finally opened in front of Qi Ziyan's body, she cried like a tearful person, and kept telling everything that happened.

Even though heaven and man are always separated from each other, it is difficult for sentiment to cross yin and yang to achieve interoperability.

The sorrow after another all turned into tears, and Qinger's infinite grief was rushed out of the body, and it was displayed in front of Qi Ziyan in crystal and transparency.

Grief is an irretrievable fact, and facing a future that will make up for the grief, Qing'er cried for a long time, and even the great devil who had been guarding outside couldn't help tearing the grief.

"My mother, now that the child has grown up, the child will help his father to resurrect the mother together. The child is no longer the silly little sweetness. Now the daughter is in martial arts, possesses the blue dragon god tears, and summons the sword of the gods. And will definitely help Daddy."

"Mother, the kindness of salvation that year, the kindness of life, the promise of goodbye in this life, even if the earth is turned upside down, the child will still be kind to the mother, you wait for me."

Qinger wiped her tears, got up and bowed deeply to Qi Ziyan's coffin, her eyes full of determination and determination.

Qing'er bid farewell to Qi Ziyan. She closed the door of the ice room and coldly said to the Great Demon King: "I already know about my mother. From then on, I will never set foot in the Demon Realm in the villa, so you don’t have to worry about it anymore. I hate me for the death of my mother, I will sacrifice my soul and wake up my mother as soon as possible."

The big devil was taken aback. He didn't expect that Qinger's unexpected strength and domineering was indeed the daughter of the big devil. Batian was surprised and happy at the same time coldly acting as a hate scene.

The Second Demon King was anxious and couldn't help it. He thought to himself: "Brother, you are too bitter, I will help you continue to look after Qinger, and will never let him suffer the slightest grievance."

The false appearance that the Great Demon King couldn't hide, all disguised in front of Qi Ziyan, the relying in his heart.

The man does not flick when he has tears, but he is not sad.

When the Second Demon King Teng Kun chased Qing'er away, the Great Demon King completely collapsed in front of his beloved wife, and he knelt on the ground and cried.

"Sister Jade, Sister Jade..." The Great Devil cried sobbing, he was just crying bitterly and calling Qi Ziyan in the ice coffin.

That is her only support and confidant. How much he hopes that Qi Ziyan can wake up and listen to his grievances and sufferings.

But when he cried bitterly, all that was left was endless grievance and pain, the kind of helpless sadness and desolation.

The dignified demon king ordered Qun Yin, but he took a love word too seriously, and even fell into it, getting deeper and deeper.

Even if Qi Ziyan has passed away, and in his heart, Qi Ziyan is still his confidant, all things can only be confessed to her.

Perhaps it is the deep love between husband and wife in the three hundred years. They have been in love with each other, and the harmony of yin and yang has reached the extreme. Life and death can only be a painful death, but they have cut off the friendship for a long period of time.

"Sister Yu, I have no alternative, Qing'er misunderstood me too deeply, too deeply."

"For Qing'er, for you, for the demon clan, I have to do that. I love my daughter very much in my heart. She looks a lot like you." The Great Demon King whispered to Qi Ziyan's body. When Qing'er was like Qi Ziyan, she looked happy.

An imperceptible smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, driving the sadness on his face, and it seemed to disappear in smoke. Qi Ziyan is indeed very similar to Qing'er, especially the gentleness and coquettishness between the eyebrows and eyes.

The big devil smiled comfortingly, then frowned, and continued to say to Qi Ziyan: "Sister Yu, you know, you understand my difficulties. I can't let Qing'er indulge emotions and let her be free and easy. To get by."

"I can only give her a carefree, happy childhood, but I can't allow my daughter to re-enter the path I have traveled. That path is too bitter."

"Sister Yu, my love for you will last till death, and my love for you can be seen in this life, so deep that I am willing to accompany you to leave with you, but this road is too bitter and too bitter to break. He will eventually be played with by ****." The big devil said here, he seemed to have deep feelings, but he continued to say with his chest beating.

"Love is a bone-scraping steel knife, love is a poison in the intestines, sister Yu, meeting you is the happiest thing in my life, but losing you I have tasted the bitterness of love, that is the madness that life is better than death, and Lost in nature and drunk."

"Two loves are in harmony, not in the days and nights, but the time is long and the sky is long and the yin and yang are separated, making me the living dead indulge in all day, chasing in my sleep, chasing your back scattered in the sky."

"Only when we dream back at midnight, the sweetness that you and I once had can make me face the next day’s sunrise and sunset firmly, for you and I have no regrets, but I only hope my suffering, our daughter Don't experience it again."

"He is the only daughter of my demon king. She has to take on the great cause of revival of the demon clan. She cannot sink like me. She is invincible only if she breaks the relationship. Even if a little bit of benevolent fatherly love, I can't give she was."

The big devil said here, there was another burst of heartache. He held his heart with his hand, his heartbreaking voice had already been broken into eight petals in his memory, but at this moment, when he mentioned his daughter, Ba Tian was still able to smash it. The broken and broken sound reappeared, and the sound was so harsh.

The old memory contains brand-new pain, and the unheardable voice tells the sorrow that everyone knows.

The memory in the awake place is unforgettable, and the dreams in the sleep are like poison. It is easy to open that page but it is difficult to erase that page from the memory. What is the beloved wife? Throughout the ages, countless heroes have bowed down.

Ask what love in the world is, and teach life and death, how falling flowers are that ruthless thing, turning into dust and mud to nourish the earth.

Love between heaven and earth is vague because of a love word, so many new and old dreams are reincarnated on the same love word, and in so many stories, the faces of the old are the old faces, and the old hatreds are opened but new bonds are made.

Love and hate are all gone with time, leaving only the fuzzy relationship between love and hate, and perhaps no more unforgettable memories, when the traces of the years are engraved, everything has faded and faded away.

There is no breathing, no thinking, no feeling in the ice coffin, a cold jade ice coffin, a beauty like an ice sculpture, and an ice chamber hanging alone at the top of the demon realm, but every day is surrounded by that deep affection...

The four seasons outside the magical realm are still distinct. The place close to the magma is always hot and unbearable, but the place close to the snow line is gorgeous, and different environments nurture different flowers and plants.

The beauty outside the Red Flame Demon Territory cannot shake the dead souls in the Red Flame Demon Territory. The longevity of the heaven and the earth may blend with yin and yang, or change because of the five elements. Everything in the world with unchanging achievements is constantly performing the reincarnation story of the old and the new.

Can't go back, can't go back again!

The pain of digging his heart and lungs again made the great devil fully understand that Qi Ziyan could not hear his words. Only by speeding up the process of sacrificing the soul and resurrecting Qi Ziyan earlier could all his dream bubbles become true sweet words.

The Great Demon King’s mind kept thinking about Qing'er’s words when she left: “I’m leaving, I already know everything about my mother. From then on, I will never set foot in the Demon Realm in the villa, and you will no longer have to die because of the mother’s death. And hate me, I will sacrifice my soul and wake up my mother as soon as possible."

The great devil Rumeng wakes up, Qing'er's words seem to tell him how to face his sorrow and how to walk the path of family love full of misunderstandings.

Close the door, stop disturbing her, and let her actions open the door. When the door opens again, it will be the day when the husband and wife are reunited.

The big devil gently walked out of the ice room and closed the door of the ice room firmly. After taking a deep look at the ice room, he immediately turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared at the door of the ice room.

In the rush of cold and summer, the busy world is still interpreting its own five elements in the constant change of the four seasons, and the unresolved happiness, anger, sorrow and sorrow will always reverberate in the world.

Chun Hua Qiushi relies on the power of nature to grow tenaciously, intrigues and deceptions are still deducing the changes of the world on the dark side of human nature, entangled in you and me, the desire for profit is still in the officialdom, love, debt, wind and moon, Casinos and so on in their respective circles deduced, looped.

Let’s talk about the old Shenxian and Yixian of the Yu Group all the way out of Shuiyue Bay, Yixian and the end of the season went north, and the old Shenxian went all the way south.

On the one hand, they saved the world and helped others, on the other hand, they secretly searched for the immortal medicine for Chen Ensheng, who had been in a sealed state.

On the one hand, the demon king never stopped. Since the demon king battled the old gods, he secretly sent people to inquire about the old gods' whereabouts, and finally a spy came to report that he had found a white shirt somewhere on the man’s side. An old-fashioned person with white eyebrows and white beards, all white.

When the great devil heard this, his eyes flashed, and a pair of fierce eyes stared at the spy. The spy trembled with fright and thought he had said something wrong.

"My lord, my lord" the spy kowtows like garlic, and red blood donated from his forehead, but the big devil is still silent in his fierce eyes, and he can't recover for a long time.

The spy could only look tremblingly at the eyes that had damaged his whole body, and he didn't dare to breathe.

After a long time, the big devil finally slowed down, he said fiercely: "Kongkong, we are going to meet again."