The small briquettes turned into night pearls, and Xiaohuo couldn't understand why. It was awkwardly held by those hands and looked up at her from the bottom up. It was pure and white, with no briquettes to be found.
It sighed.
awkward.
"Does it hurt?" Yue'er looked down at it and walked more slowly, "I told you to go, but you didn't. Look, you were beaten by my grandfather."
"You said earlier that it was your grandfather, and I will give you both hands." Xiaohuo said again, "Didn't you say that no one will call your name, so you don't have a name?"
Yue'er made a face at it: "I lied to you."
... Liar, it hurts her in vain. Xiaohuo felt that his injuries were all in vain, he lay down depressed and said, "If I hadn't been caught, Xifeng would not have come in, and Lord Qinglong would not have confronted the people of the demon world again, and he would have caused demons if he was not careful. King's attention."
"Wang Cai wouldn't be so boring to show up for these little things."
"But Master Qinglong is different."
"What's the difference?"
"Master Qinglong is the elder brother of the demon king."
Yue'er's eyes widened: "Really, really?"
"Humph."
"That's right, the king is a dragon, no wonder they are so powerful..." Yue'er thought, looking at the man in the blue shirt walking in front, and thinking about the supreme king, her heart itch, "There are obviously two There is an invincible monster, but I can only watch it."
Xiaohuo opened one eye and glanced at her. As long as she didn't provoke powerful bigwigs, with her status in the demon world, there were not many people who could hurt her. On the contrary, she often ran to provoke big monsters, which put herself in danger.
She doesn't look stupid either, how could she not understand.
"Little briquettes, why are you so persistent in finding a big monster?"
…
Back at the High Priest's Mansion, Yue'er went to the house with a small fire to heal her wounds, and Xifeng waited in the yard, thinking about how to do this safely and let Qingyuan retreat. She was so devastated that she looked at Qingyuan again, she was looking at the flowers and plants in the yard, and she didn't care at all.
She thought she was probably a eunuch—the emperor was not in a hurry for eunuchs.
After a while, the high priest came over and led someone to bring breakfast. Xifeng, who was about to discuss the matter with him about leaving, swallowed his words. As soon as the high priest greeted her, she swept away like a gust of wind and sat at the table. Before staring at this full table early.
From yesterday to now, she didn't even drink a sip of water, she was starving to death.
"I don't know if it suits your appetite or not, eat it."
As soon as the high priest opened his mouth, Xifeng took a piece of cake to eat. For her, food from the demon world was completely acceptable.
Qing Yuan stretched out his chopsticks with great difficulty, set them in the air, and finally picked them up, but he still couldn't accept this kindness, so he gave them to Xifeng instead.
Xifeng ate half full before speaking: "Master Priest, when the little fire comes out, can you quietly let us leave the demon world and not let the demon king know?"
The high priest said, "Do you think the king doesn't know what happened just now? Yes, but he didn't come." He rubbed his forehead, and then said, "Every few years at a grand event in the demon world, someone will mention about Yue'er, saying that she How powerful, the little briquettes can unseal the seal of the big monster, and ask the king who she is. But the king doesn't break it, that's my granddaughter."
Xifeng was stunned, no wonder the demon king didn't come just now, he probably thought that someone was looking for Yue'er again. She asked again: "Actually, Yue'er is your granddaughter, and the demon power is not weak, and even has the ability to lift all kinds of seals in the Six Realms, so why are you so persistent in looking for the big monster?"
The high priest was silent and said, "This is the agreement between Yue'er and her mother before she died."
"Agreement?"
"Yeah. Back then my daughter was seriously ill, and Yue'er was still young. Before she died, she told Yue'er that there was no way to protect her in the future... "
The people outside the house are talking about the year, and the people in the house are also talking about the year.
Yue'er bandaged Xiaohuo's wound in circles and said, "I'll tell my mother that I can protect myself. But my mother didn't believe it and was very worried. She touched my head and told me, "You are like this." Little, how can you protect yourself."
Her voice was soft and slow. Xiaohuo listened carefully, forgetting that she was still bandaging its wound.
"I heard it and told my mother, then I'll catch a big monster to protect me, you can rest assured. After saying this, my mother finally laughed. You don't know, since I was born, my mother has I don't laugh much, I always look at me worriedly, as if I'm afraid I'll die at any time."
Yue'er said and smiled: "My mother smiled beautifully... Later, when she passed away, I kept running outside, and I wanted to fulfill the promise with my mother."
Only then did Xiaohuo know why she had to find the big monster. It turned out not to be for the huge demon power, nor to refine the demon pill, but just to make a promise with her mother.
It was silent for a long time before saying: "One day, you will find your own big monster."
"Yeah!" Yue'er nodded seriously, she believed it.
"But..." Xiaohuo, who came back to his senses, looked at the gauze wrapped around her wound, and said with a dark face, "Are you going to wrap me into a zongzi filled with fire rat???"
"… "
After the people outside the house heard the past, Xifeng forgot to keep filling his stomach and sighed: "No wonder..."
Qing Yuan said: "Xiao Hei is very powerful."
Xifeng decided that he would never dislike this little briquettes again. Next time, if he saw any big monster, she would definitely tie it up and give it to her.
Qing Yuan suddenly asked, "Who is Yue'er's father?"
Xifeng clicked his tongue: "Master Qinglong, when will you be concerned about this kind of problem?"
"A little curious."
The high priest shook his head: "I don't know either. Demon gods are different from mortals. They have to know their biological parents."
Xifeng nodded knowingly: "That's true."
Qing Yuan also nodded: "That's true."
Besides, in the Human Realm, it is usually three years, and the other five realms say three years. Even if it is thirty years, it is difficult to conceive a child in three hundred years. If you are pregnant, you may not know your biological father, and if you are born, you may not be able to raise it yourself.
In this regard, the Five Realms are surprisingly indifferent.
Xiao Huo, whose gauze had been removed by more than half, was finally able to move. It looked at this beautiful girl with disgust and looked clever, but it was not reliable at all, even less reliable than Xifeng. It hummed and kicked the gauze off its feet and said, "Then I'm leaving."
"You won't take me away?"
"Your grandfather will eat me."
"Grandpa is a worm and doesn't eat mice."
"..." Xiaohuo jumped off the table, suddenly remembered, turned back and asked, "Then what are you?"
A moment later, a heart-piercing scream came from the room—"Snake—"
"boom."
Xiaohuo almost broke out of the door, and ran towards Qingyuan shaking his short legs, hugging his leg with one paw, his voice was about to burst: "Snake, snake—help—"
Xifeng took a look inside and saw a little black snake spitting out a red letter and standing in front of the house with its head tilted. She sighed: "Cute."
Qing Yuan looked at the black snake that was meandering here, and tilted his head in doubt: "Huh? Why? It's a snake."
Xiaohuo hugged him tightly and shouted, "Save me, save me."
Qing Yuan leaned over to pick it up and asked, "Why are you afraid?"
Xifeng chuckled in a low voice: "In the end, Xiaohuo is still a mouse in essence."
Xiaohuo was about to refute, when he suddenly saw the snake's head leaning in here, and the red letter swept across its face. Xiaohuo took a sharp breath, rolled his eyes, and fainted.
"...Hey, Xiaohuo? Xiaohuo? Are you a divine beast
Yue'er changed her body and turned back into a girl. She looked at Xiao Huo, whose red hair was about to fade with fear. She couldn't believe it: "Little mouse? Little mouse?"
Such a powerful and mighty monster was actually stunned by her.
She tapped its face again, dizzy.
"Yue'er." The high priest said with a sullen face, "Send adults Qinglong away, you stay."
Yue'er paused: "Grandpa, I'm leaving."
"Moon."
"Even if you keep me this time, I'll sneak out next time. Do you want to keep me forever?" Yue'er asked in a low voice, "It's been fine for so many years, isn't it?"
The high priest looked at his granddaughter. He knew he couldn't stop it, but he always wanted to stop it. It's like her mother, he couldn't stop it, and in the end, he still watched her die.
He was silent for a long time and asked, "Will you follow Sir Qinglong well and stop rambling around?"
"Um."
"Alas..." The high priest sighed, unable to stop her any longer. With the Qinglong around, she could at least restrain her. And... Although she has been running around everywhere these years, she has not caused him any trouble, but has become much stronger. It would be a good idea to let her go out to practice. He sighed again, "Go ahead."
With tears in her eyes, Yue'er hugged his arm and promised, "I will take good care of myself."
The grandfather and grandson embrace each other, making the west wind feel warm. Looking at it, she suddenly noticed something was wrong. She pondered for a moment and asked others, "What did they mean just now, why do they seem to want us to take care of the little black face?"
Qing Yuan thought for a while, then nodded: "That's exactly what it means."
"...Wait." Xifeng's expression froze, "Does this mean that you need to add another mouth to eat?"
God, why do these gods and monsters want to rub her a mortal meal
Won't their consciences hurt? ?
Obviously they don't without the idea of small money.
When the high priest handed Yue’er to Xifeng, he thanked him repeatedly, but he didn’t mention a word of money. Xifeng's words came to his mouth several times, but he still swallowed them.
The exit of the demon world, on the cliff, as long as you take this step, you can return to the world. Seeing that the high priest had already waved to them, Xifeng had no intention of giving money at all. She finally gave up and stepped out. Seeing Qingyuan looking back, she asked, "What's the matter, let's go."
"Oh." Qing Yuan retracted his gaze, he knew that his younger brother was also here.
But it didn't show up.
As soon as the figures of several people disappeared at the exit of the demon world, the exit was closed, breaking the connection between the demon world and the human world.
At this time, the demon king appeared. He walked slowly to the cliff, looked at the vast distance, and said, "He still doesn't want to enter the demon world."
The high priest's face no longer had the gentleness of the elders, only the loyal demeanor of being a demon king's subordinate, he thought for a moment, and said, "Qinglong is a demon, so it's not too late."
"Well, let's do it."
The cliff has a long-term view, and the clouds are surrounded by fog. He likes the demon world. He is a king, and he is free and does not have to be bound by the gods.
Brother, when you become a demon, you will definitely like this scene.
Xifeng, who returned to the inn, entered the door and lay down on the bed. It wasn't too soft but at least it was a bed. Xifeng lay down and let out a long sigh of relief: "Comfortable."
As soon as she lay down, Qing Yuan also sat on the edge of the bed and put the small fire in her left hand beside her pillow. It looked at Xiao Huo, who was still unconscious, and blew a demonic breath on its face.
Xiaohuo woke up in a daze, just opened his eyes, saw a big black face, and instantly thought of the big black snake, rolled his eyes, and fainted again.
"I won't eat you, what are you afraid of?" Yue'er pinched its ears and shouted, but Xiaohuo was really dizzy and was not woken up by it.
Xifeng listened to Yue'er's chatter, and felt that the days to come would be lively. She never heard Qing Yuan speak, she thought he was gone again, she opened her eyes suddenly, only to feel relieved when she saw that he was still there.
"Xifeng." Qing Yuan, who had been sitting beside the bed for a long time, suddenly asked, "If I don't become a dragon god, I will play with you in the world, okay?"
Xifeng was stunned, and immediately sat up: "What happened?"
"Just asking, I'm not the Dragon God, do you still want me?"
Xifeng didn't know what was going on, but he said this because he was afraid that it was not easy.
Qing Yuan said again: "I want to go back to Jiuxiao."
"doing what?"
Qing Yuan said: "Pick peaches for you."
Xifeng pursed his lips, looking like he was lying. She wondered that she could see from his subtle expression whether he was lying or not. She said silently, "Well, you go, come back early... Whether you are a dragon god or not, I will wait for you to come back."
Qing Yuan opened his eyes slightly, with joy in his eyes. He slowly put down Xifeng's hand and walked out the door. He was almost there, and he turned around and said, "I'm not leaving you, I'm just walking for a while."
Xifeng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "I know."
Qing Yuan was relieved to go out.
His aura disappeared for a long time before Xifeng lay down again, feeling a little empty in his heart. Qing Yuan lied to her, so what did he do when he returned to Jiuxiao
What is he looking back at in the demon world, is the little fat brother here
Little Fatty's younger brother was put together by him, and she always felt that he would not care about anything.
I'm afraid, the little fat brother still wants to pull him into a demon.
Will the people of the God Realm be afraid
When Qing Yuan didn't return to Jiuxiao, it was at this time that she suddenly asked her something strange.
Xifeng turned over and couldn't even hear Yue'er, who was still chattering.
Jiuxiao is like a sea of clouds churning, but the clouds and mist are like snow, so white that they cover up the man in white who is shuttled in it.
Baili Qingfeng walked on the clouds, and suddenly saw a cyan shadow appearing at the entrance of the God Realm, he paused for a while, and hurriedly waved at it: "Friend."
After a while, the shadow came over, and Baili Qingfeng said, "I'm just going to find you."
Qing Yuan said, "Me too."
Baili Qingfeng said with a smile: "I have a good heart. I'm looking for you to talk about Emperor Changyuan."
"I'm looking for you to let you pick peaches."
"..." The two things are not at the same level at all, Baili Qingfeng really wanted to take back the words that he had a consonance, "Pick peaches again."
"Well, because I told Xifeng that I came up to pick peaches for her, so I couldn't lie to her."
"So you actually have something else to do? No..." Baili Qingfeng said loudly, "Even if you pick peaches, it's a lie!"
What's the difference.
Qing Yuan thought about it for a while, but couldn't figure it out. He said he picked the peaches, and he really picked the peaches and went back. This is not a lie. He said, "I'm going to find Emperor Changyuan too."
"He went out, but he asked Jiuli Shenjun to find you, Jomo, to say that you will not return to the God Realm for a long time."
"Who is Jiuli God Monarch?"
"...the confidant of Emperor Changyuan."
Qing Yuan understood: "You help me transmit the sound for him thousands of miles, and I will wait for him in Xinghualin."
Baili Qingfeng was not at ease: "What do you want to say when you meet him alone?"
"Say what to say." Qing Yuan said again, "Remember to help me pick peaches."
"..." Baili Qingfeng smiled bitterly, seeing that his friend had already gone to Xinghualin, he felt uneasy again.
That Jiuli Divine Monarch was mean, relying on the support of Changyuan Monarch, and he was arrogant. He was really afraid that he would say the wrong thing and be beaten by his friend.
Hope nothing goes wrong.
He was so worried, but what he said was always so irresistible. So in the end, he flew to Pan Taoyuan to pick peaches for his friend.