What's wrong with my senior brother just doting on me? !

So, what are those?

The hand that gently caressed his ear, the embrace that held him, the warmth that rubbed against him intimately.

So, what are those?

The farewell with suppressed sadness, the blessing with relief, and the smiling face that was happy for his freedom.

So, what are those?

The towering altar, the dark crowd whose faces could not be seen clearly, and the splattered blood.

The moment the longevity lock rolled down, there seemed to be a tiny cracking sound coming from the jade plaque around his neck.

Why? Why?

Why is it so sad?

Why doesn't anyone remember her?

Why do those people feel so at ease?

Qi Yanzhi woke up suddenly, breaking the illusion that trapped him.

It seemed that he could still feel the pain of transformation in the dream. Those demons whose faces could not be seen were prostrate on the ground and expressed their respect for him in a flattering manner, but in fact they had selfish looks in their eyes.

Does it hurt?

Is it more painful to forcibly transform, or is it more painful to be willing to fall for power?

Or is it more painful when you fight step by step to climb to that position?

Qi Yanzhi covered his face with his hands, no matter whether he closed his eyes or opened his eyes, he could recall the ridiculous dream again.

What did she do wrong?

Why attack a child?

Does she feel any pain?

"Ayan, I hate the demons so much, because those guys will hurt innocent people. They really bully the weak and fear the strong. They have the ability to pick on those bad guys."

This is what the little girl told him in the dream.

She died, so he went and became a demon.

Will she hate him?

But after he fell into the devil, he became the leader of most of the demon clan, and they called him the Demon King.

But they couldn't stand him, and every guy was waiting for an opportunity to pull him down.

It doesn't matter, he will break these guys' teeth one by one.

He became the demon she hated most.

But he let the demons she hated attack those bad guys she hated.

Will she forgive him for this?

Will Chu Yaoyao forgive him?

There was movement at the door, and the familiar fluctuations of spiritual power brought Qi Yanzhi, whose head was aching, back to the normal world.

The little girl at the door was sneaky and she didn't know what she was thinking while holding her sword.

Qi Yanzhi sat on the bed and calmed down for a while, finally separated himself from the dream, and ran to open the door for the little girl at the door with some unsteady steps.

The little girl holding the sword was surprised to see him. She squatted on the ground and looked up at him curiously.

"Ayan, you don't look good. Is it because you didn't sleep?"

No, he usually practices at night and has no insomnia.

"Here, I'll give you the sword back."

sword?

Yes, she borrowed his Melting Moon Sword yesterday.

Ah, yesterday?

"Yaoyao."

The man on the other side stood up, patted the non-existent dust on his hands, and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"Are my eyes pretty?"

Does it look good?

"Of course it's beautiful. Anyone who doesn't like different-colored eyes is a loser!"

"Well, it's useless."

The little girl in front of him seemed worried about his condition.

Qi Yanzhi thought in a daze.

What does he want to do?

He should explain that he's fine.

Yes, he should explain that he's fine.

"Yaoyao, can you touch my ears?"

Qi Yanzhi wanted to slap himself as soon as he finished speaking.

Explain it, Qi Yanzhi!

Why touch your ears at this time?

What broken instinct? !

"What? Ears? I'm so embarrassed——"

Warm hands had already reached out to the tiger ears that had appeared out of nowhere, and Chu Yaoyao looked at them with bright eyes.

Qi Yanzhi looked at her eyes for a moment, then nodded to indicate that he could touch her.

The hand falls gently.

The familiar feeling comes back, just like in a dream.

Was that really a dream?

"Yaoyao, that Immortal Lord is really yours..."

"Huh? Are you talking about daddy? Remember to keep it a secret for me. Don't tell anyone else, not even your good friend Bailiyi!"

Daddy......

[noob! My father and senior brother are super, super awesome! Everyone in Guiyi Zong is also super, super awesome! You will grow up safely in my home! Third senior brother said that he will teach you how to transform when the time comes. ]

So, was that really a dream he made up for himself?

Or is that a memory that should belong to him?

"Oh, by the way, Ayan, let me show you something good! I just found a sea of ​​flowers. It's a pity that I can't take you to see it. But I made a garland for you."

The retracted hand quickly reached back, holding a familiar garland.

"Do they look good? I've made several of them, including steamed buns. Don't you think they're cute?"

The fat bird standing on her shoulder stood out with a garland on his chest and proudly showed off the garland on his head.

Qi Yanzhi was still a little confused. He just looked at her pets showing off the garlands with him in a daze. When he came to his senses again, there were already garlands on his head.

"Yaoyao."

"Ok?"

"Call me again, okay?"

I want to hear you call my name.

That name you gave me.