Seeing this, Qing Yi screamed in fear and quickly wiped it with a handkerchief, saying: "Demon Lord, I don't know what's going on..."
Qu Weiyin raised her hand and said it was okay. Then she practiced her internal energy and the water stains on her body evaporated automatically.
She stood up and walked down from her seat, heading towards Luo Jinxiao with an inquiring look in her eyes.
Luo Jinxiao kept her head down, and as Qu Weiyin's skirt got closer and closer, her heartbeat became more and more violent, and she could almost hear the thumping sound.
Qu Weiyin stopped in front of her and said in a charming and cold voice: "Look up."
Luo Jinxiao stiffened his neck and slowly raised his eyes. When his gaze met Qu Weiyin's, his breathing paused.
Qu Weiyin suddenly stretched out her hand, and her slender fingers slid across her chin, bringing a tingling and cool feeling.
"Demon Lord!" Qing Yi appeared from behind and stopped beside Qu Weiyin. While glancing at Luo Jinxiao with the corner of his eyes, he flattered her, "Prince Zuo is still waiting for you in the side hall."
Qu Weiyin withdrew her hand impatiently, turned around and walked out the door, her skirt fluttering and brushing across Luo Jinxiao's ankles.
Qingyi seemed to be relieved, and hurriedly turned around to catch up, not forgetting to glare at Luo Jinxiao with resentment.
Luo Jinxiao snorted in his heart. His body was almost sticking to Qu Weiyin while they were walking. His little thoughts were obviously revealed.
"You guys, go to Lengyue Palace first and wait for the Demon Lord." Qingyi said as she walked gracefully and turned back.
Luo Jinxiao followed the crowd all the way inside, passed through the dark porch, and came to a quaint stone door. Further inside was Qu Weiyin's Lengyue Palace. Naturally, they were not qualified to go in, so they could only wait outside the door.
Luo Jinxiao had just calmed down from the excitement of seeing Qu Weiyin, and suddenly a question came into her mind: had Qu Weiyin really forgotten her
But the familiar feeling after the eye contact made her feel dazed.
She was concentrating on thinking when she suddenly heard someone calling her. It was a guard in armor, asking her to follow him to the side hall.
Luo Jinxiao collected his thoughts and followed with big strides.
However, the route taken this time was not the original one at all. Luo Jinxiao was already clear about it in his mind, but he did not point it out and continued to walk casually.
Just after turning a corner, the guard suddenly turned around and swung the long sword with black gas in his hand straight towards Luo Jinxiao's crown. Unexpectedly, the sword broke into two pieces before it even touched her hair.
The guard's attack missed and he stared blankly at the hilt of the knife in his palm. Then, there was a sudden snapping sound from his neck and he fell to the ground with a thud. The clanging of his armor echoed throughout the porch.
Luo Jinxiao didn't even move her hands. She raised her eyebrows, looked behind her, and then hummed a little tune as she stepped over the person lying on the ground.
Just a monster, don't overestimate your own abilities.
She followed her instincts and went back to the main hall. She walked past the guards as if no one was around, then came to the door of the side hall and listened.
She concealed her presence so easily that even Qu Weiyin could not detect her presence.
Yu Gui's annoying voice came from the door, as if they were arguing about something, and the voice was quite loud, while Qu Weiyin remained silent.
After Yu Gui finished speaking, she said coldly: "If I say it's ruined, then it's ruined. If anyone dares to say another word, I'll break his neck."
Yu Gui was silent for a while, then said, "But Demon Lord, if this provokes a dispute, it will be disadvantageous to us!"
"You are disobeying me." Qu Weiyin lowered her voice.
There was silence again, and Yu Gui whispered, "I dare not."
"Then do as I say. Whoever dares to disobey will be brought back and I will personally make him obey." After Qu Weiyin finished speaking, he suddenly strode towards the door. Luo Jinxiao disappeared in an instant and returned to the entrance of Lengyue Palace.
Several girls who were waiting together were startled by her sudden appearance, and Luo Jinxiao raised her index finger at them.
After about an incense stick of time, Qu Weiyin, dressed in red, appeared at the end of the porch. She strode over, the fluttering silk ribbons on her dress swaying from side to side with her steps.
Qingyi followed behind her, and when she saw Luo Jinxiao was safe and sound, her eyes became sharp for a moment.
"Demon Lord, look, choose which one to serve you." Qing Yi frowned and smiled, then took two steps forward and stood in front of Luo Jinxiao.
But Luo Jinxiao was half a head taller than her and couldn't stop her at all.
Qu Weiyin didn't even look at him. She seemed to be in a bad mood. She pointed at Luo Jinxiao's forehead casually and responded, "Let's pick her."
Qingyi's silver teeth were almost broken. She nodded reluctantly, then turned around and opened the door for Qu Weiyin.
Qu Weiyin raised her leg and walked forward. When she passed Qingyi, she suddenly turned her head and looked down at her with an ambiguous look.
Luo Jinxiao followed Qu Weiyin into the room with his hands behind his back and winked at Qingyi proudly.
Qingyi's pale face suddenly turned blue.
Qu Weiyin's room was very empty. Apart from some women's things, there was a carved black iron sword box with the Crescent Moon and Star Sword inside.
But it looks like it hasn't been taken out for a long time.
Luo Jinxiao couldn't help but look at Qu Weiyin, a hint of doubt flashed through his mind.
Qu Weiyin looked a little tired. She lowered her eyes and sat on the bed, leaning against the jade pillow. Luo Jinxiao didn't know what to do and could only stand at the door.
"Demon Lord, how about I give you a massage?" Qing Yi said, then half-knelt down and placed his hand on Qu Weiyin's calf.
Luo Jinxiao felt as if his head exploded with a buzzing sound. At the same time, Qingyi suddenly screamed, fell backwards abruptly, and the back of her head was hit by the floor tiles.
She half-lay down, whispered, then turned over and sat up, looking at Qu Weiyin in horror, crying: "Demon Lord, I just want to relieve your fatigue, I have no improper thoughts."
Qu Weiyin slowly opened her eyes and looked at Qingyi in confusion.
She opened her lips slightly: "I didn't move, you did a good job."
Qingyi uttered "oh" tremblingly and subconsciously looked at Luo Jinxiao, but Luo Jinxiao was looking at her toes as if nothing had happened.
She was very puzzled, so she reached out and took a bunch of grapes from the table.
With a snap, the grapes fell.
She didn't believe it, so she went to get the teacup again. With a snap, the cup broke and the water sprayed all over her face.
Qingyi was furious. She stood up suddenly, strode towards Luo Jinxiao, and a dagger appeared in her hand. She slashed at her face without hesitation.
Luo Jinxiao was about to take action when she suddenly saw a flash of red light. She was delighted, put her hand back, and turned her head away as if she was frightened.
Suddenly, a white arm appeared in front of her, easily holding Qingyi's hand, forcing her to turn the blade to the side.
"Demon, Demon Lord." Qing Yi stuttered, "It must be this bitch who was causing trouble just now. She even spilled tea all over you!"
Qu Weiyin stood beside Luo Jinxiao, half of her shoulder blocking her, and turned back to yell, "Get out."
"But the Demon Lord..."
"I'm tired and don't have time to accompany you. Go away." After Qu Weiyin said this, he loosened his hand and let his arm fall. The long-lost floral fragrance enveloped Luo Jinxiao.
Qu Weiyin's berry-like plump lips were right in front of her. Luo Jinxiao stared at her and almost hugged her.
But in order to avoid being beaten by Qu Weiyin, she held back for the time being.
With tears in her eyes, Qingyi looked at Luo Jinxiao fiercely with malice, then pushed the door and left.
Qu Weiyin let out a breath, as if she had suppressed something. She glanced at Luo Jinxiao indifferently and fell back to bed.
"Come here," she said.
Luo Jinxiao is very happy now. Although Qu Weiyin does not recognize her, he still protects her. Although the reason for this protection may be that he does not want his bedroom to be stained with blood.
She took a few steps forward, looked at Qu Weiyin, and waited for her to speak.
Qu Weiyin felt puzzled. She looked at Luo Jinxiao again, then stretched out her long legs in front of Luo Jinxiao and said, "Press."
Luo Jinxiao said "oh" and carefully placed his fingers on her legs, massaging them gently.
After a while, Qu Weiyin suddenly asked, "Didn't you eat?"
Luo Jinxiao let out another "oh" and increased his strength, but Qu Weiyin suddenly screamed softly. She pulled her legs back, lifted up her skirt and panties, and her fair skin was exposed.
There were two claw marks on the snow-white skin.
As Luo Jinxiao watched, he suddenly felt his ears turn red and his heart warmed.
Immediately afterwards, Qu Weiyin kicked Luo Jinxiao right on the shoulder. Luo Jinxiao did not resist, but took two steps back, covering her shoulder and looking at Qu Weiyin. She saw ripples in her eyes, and it was obvious that they were caused by being pinched and hurt.
"Why are you so strong?" Qu Weiyin frowned and muttered softly.
"Come here and pour me some tea." Qu Weiyin said sternly. She turned over and sat up, tidying up her clothes. "If you can't even pour tea, pack up and get out tonight. I don't want to keep useless people here."
The word "waste" came out of their mouths, and they both paused for a moment.
After a while, Luo Jinxiao silently walked up to her, poured her tea and placed it in her hand.
Qu Weiyin also took a sip silently without saying anything. She put the teacup down, but her eyes were still on Luo Jinxiao. Luo Jinxiao felt uneasy when she looked at him, but he wanted her to look at him for a while longer.
"Have I seen you before?" Qu Weiyin suddenly said. She stood up and took two steps forward, approaching Luo Jinxiao. Luo Jinxiao subconsciously stepped back.
Hope ignited in her heart.
Qu Weiyin lifted her chin with her fingertips, then suddenly leaned closer, his breathing right beside her ear, his even breath spraying on Luo Jinxiao's neck.
Luo Jinxiao couldn't help but raise his hand and stopped it very close to Qu Weiyin's body.
Qu Weiyin seemed to be feeling the scent on her body, but after raising his head, his expression did not change.
Luo Jinxiao dropped her hands in disappointment. To be honest, she wished she could return to her original state right now, appear in front of Qu Weiyin, and force her to ask if she could remember her.
But she didn't dare, for she was afraid that Qu Weiyin would not only not recognize her, but also regard her as an enemy.
She didn't want to hurt her in the slightest.
Qu Weiyin raised her head, moved away from Luo Jinxiao's body, walked back to the bed, turned over and lay down, waved her hand, and all the candles in the room went out, leaving only one by the window, flickering faintly.
"Stay here and don't let anyone in." Qu Weiyin said.
Luo Jinxiao nodded lightly. She sat on the ground. In the dim light, her eyes could still see clearly.
She could see Qu Weiyin's rising and falling chest, and her beautiful face. It seemed not bad to just stay there and watch over her.
Although the person she loved was right next to her, she couldn't touch him, which made her feel unbearable.
There is no moonlight in the demon world. Under the candlelight, a peerless woman in red lies flat on her back, breathing steadily. She has already fallen asleep. Beside her, another ordinary woman in gray cloth shirt looks at her quietly like a statue.
This scene was surprisingly quiet and beautiful.
After an unknown amount of time, Qu Weiyin's breathing suddenly became heavy. She began to toss and turn over, mumbling incoherently, but no one could hear what she was saying.
Luo Jinxiao realized something was wrong, and quickly stood up and walked forward to touch her forehead.
It must be another nightmare, Luo Jinxiao thought to herself. She felt sad. How could it be that after so many years, even after becoming the Demon Lord, he still had nightmares
Qu Weiyin seemed to have had a very bad dream. She struggled to wake up but couldn't. Her palms suddenly clenched the hard bed board. Tiny gasps, accompanied by crying, rang out in the quiet night.
"Demon Lord, are you possessed again?" There were footsteps outside the door. It must be Qingyi. As soon as Luo Jinxiao raised his hand, she fell silent.
Luo Jinxiao stepped forward and held Qu Weiyin’s neck, lifted half of her body up, and held her in his arms.
The woman leaning on her had tears streaming down her face. She clenched her teeth and a red mark on her forehead kept flashing.
Luo Jinxiao hugged her and rocked her gently. A strong divine power evaporated from her body and slowly wrapped up Qu Weiyin, making her very safe.
"I'm here, don't be afraid," she whispered.
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