Quickly wear the fishing style beauty be again

Elder Tianji stared at such a young Yan Qingning with wide eyes. He was so shocked that he tore off his beard and stammered: "This...this...is this the former Demon Lord?!"

Yan Qingning sat with her arms folded in Jiang Zhuoan's hands, and asked with a straight face: "What? Is Elder Tianji questioning me?"

Elder Tianji looked at him wearing coarse linen clothes, with syrup on his body, looking like a young adult, and his eyes suddenly turned red: "Your Majesty, you have suffered..."

To be honest, Yan Qingning didn't feel that he had anything to be wronged about, but Elder Tianji just felt that his child had been wronged, and his heart ached.

Jiang Zhuoan looked like an adult who had failed to take good care of his children, lowering his head and preparing to be scolded.

Yan Qingning was caught in the middle, looking left and right, and was suddenly discouraged. He lay depressed in Jiang Zhuoan's hand and pretended to be dead.

Xiao Baiwo looked at the Shura Field in his conscious space, as if he were meeting his parents, and couldn't help laughing for a moment: [Host, dear host, do you look like a young lady who was deceived by a poor boy? ! 】

[...] Yan Qingning muffled: [If you have nothing to say, you can choose to shut up. 】

Before Xiaobai had time to admit his mistake, Jiang Zhuoan lowered his head and confessed to Elder Tianji: "It was my fault, I didn't take good care of him."

Yan Qingning thought that Elder Tianji was more or less sensible, but found that Elder Tianji was looking at Jiang Zhuo'an with raised eyebrows.

Yan Qingning: "???"

"The Demon Lord has been working hard to find traces of the previous Demon Lord. Why did he let him wear such coarse linen clothes after finding it?"

Jiang Zhuoan did not say that the outside world could not find any clothes suitable for Yan Qingning. He lowered his head and admitted his mistake: "This is my negligence. I have already ordered ice silk to tailor Yan Qingning's clothes."

Now it was Yan Qingning's turn to look at Jiang Zhuo'an with wide eyes.

"You want to make clothes for me?!"

Jiang Zhuo'an looked at him doubtfully: "What's wrong with this?"

Yan Qingning pursed her lips and asked him: "Master, do you... know how to make clothes?"

"Although I don't know the steps for tailoring clothes, it can always be helpful to ask the cloth dealer."

Elder Tianji saw that there was a lot of warmth between the two of them, and felt more and more that he was redundant. He coughed a few times to attract their attention: "The former Demon Lord has become like this. Please keep it quiet, Lord Demon Lord."

"Most people in the cultivation world hate you because the previous Lord Demon Lord died in that battle. If they knew what you were like now, they would probably attack you."

Jiang Zhuoan did not dare to ignore the issue concerning Yan Qingning's safety.

Only Yan Qingning, who was nestled in his palm, angrily tapped Jiang Zhuoan's palm with his heel to protest: "Is there a possibility that my body has only become smaller, but in fact my ability has not weakened at all?!"

When others are small, their voices are also soft when they speak.

What's more, the two people in front of him took his safety very seriously and were afraid that he would be in danger.

Yan Qingning was furious, and a burst of spiritual power formed in his palm and burned off a handful of Elder Tianji's beard.

For a moment, the room fell into an eerie silence...

Elder Tianji touched his burnt beard and couldn't react for a moment.

Jiang Zhuoan subconsciously stuffed the troubled Yan Qingning into his sleeve and hid it, trying to prevent him from coming into contact with Elder Tianji.

"Yan! Qing! Ning!"

Elder Tianji had a gloomy face and shouted at Yan Qingning in his sleeves.

"I heard from the Ivy League that there are people from the cultivation world causing trouble at the edge of the demon world. Please forgive me for being with me." Jiang Zhuo'an was worried that Yan Qingning would continue to cause trouble if he stayed here, so he just reported it and took Yan Qingning's head in his sleeves. Returned to the ground and left.

After making sure that he was far away from Elder Tianji, Yan Qingning poked his head out of Jiang Zhuoan's sleeve.

Jiang Zhuo'an was worried that he didn't have a foothold, so he took the initiative to reach out and support his body.

There was still sugar liquid on his body, and Jiang Zhuoan's hands were all sticky, making his fingers all sticky.

Jiang Zhuo'an was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable, so he used a body purification technique to wipe away the sticky sugar liquid on his body and between his fingers.

Yan Qingning saw that he was protecting her as well as his eyes, and said speechlessly: "Master, I am actually not weak."

"I'm even more powerful than before!"

Jiang Zhuo'an didn't take his words seriously, and verbally echoed Yan Qingning's words, still carefully protecting him with his hands, and even specially set up a barrier to help him avoid the wind.

"..." Yan Qingning chewed his fingers depressedly to vent his anger.

Jiang Zhuo'an probably knew that he was unhappy, so he coaxed in a good-natured voice: "It's the Shangyuan Festival in the human world now. If you don't mind me being by your side, how about I take you to the human world to watch a show?"

Mentioning the festivals in the human world, he subconsciously recalled the bad memory from the past.

Jiang Zhuoan's eyes darkened, and he added: "This time, I will only accompany you."

Seeing that he was speaking seriously, Yan Qingning couldn't help but laugh out loud: "That'll work!"

"The world is very prosperous. Master, I have a great time with you today!"

He took the initiative to put his little hand on Jiang Zhuo'an's fingertips, which could barely be regarded as a handshake between the two.

Jiang Zhuoan's body stiffened the moment his palms touched his fingertips. He lowered his eyes to avoid any possibility of looking at Yan Qingning, and squeezed out a sound from his throat: "Okay..."

She had clearly reminded herself repeatedly not to get too close to An-Ning, and had clearly warned herself again and again not to let An-Ning fall in love again...

Why...do you always have the uncontrollable urge to get closer? !

Xiaobai: [Host, the Judge is now in a state of extreme self-loathing! ! ! 】

The impropriety on Yan Qingning's face faded the moment Xiaobai spoke. He raised his head to look at Jiang Zhuo'an, who kept lowering his eyes and not daring to look at him, and his frown deepened.

Jiang Zhuo'an was too paranoid by nature. Even though he had come back and repeatedly assured him that he would not die, he still felt fear in his heart.

I'm afraid that love will hurt Yan Qingning again...

Yan Qingning pursed her lips, sitting on his palm with her chin in her hand, thinking about ways to make Jiang Zhuoan put down his fear.

"Master, what do the lights in the world look like?" He suddenly asked without any clue.

Jiang Zhuo'an was slightly startled, and began to think about the records about lights he had seen in books: "It should be very beautiful, like stars, but brighter than stars."

He has been treated by the head of the Tianshu Sect as a weapon to protect the Tianshu Sect since he was a child. In addition to the boring training every day, he still practices. He even has little time to rest, let alone see what the lights of the world look like. .

But now that Yan Qingning asked, he could only clumsily describe the appearance of the lights in the world from his poor knowledge.