The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

Xue Moqian and Luo Jingyu looked at each other, and both saw the seriousness of the matter from each other's eyes. At that moment, the two did not dare to delay for a moment and quickly rushed to the Shura Palace.

When they arrived at the scene, Luo Jingyu flashed and rushed towards Hua Jianli who was fighting fiercely with Di Yin.

Xue Moqian held Di Yin, "Demon Lord, calm down. What happened? Why did you fight with Big Brother again?"

Di Yin was still gritting his teeth in anger. After hearing Xue Moqian's words, he raised his hand and pointed at Hua Jianli:

"He, he actually dared to insult me ​​so presumptuously. I will depose him from his position as the Great Demon Lord and sentence him to death!"

Hua Jianli was held tightly by Luo Jingyu's waist, unable to move, but his momentum remained undiminished:

"I'm scolding you! If you have the guts, kill me now, otherwise I will piss you off to death. Not only will I piss you off in this life, but I will also piss you off in the next life if you dare to provoke me again!"

Luo Jingyu was afraid that the two would fight again, so he used both arms to tightly wrap around Hua Jianli's waist, and quickly pulled him away from Shura Palace with his feet moving quickly.

Although Hua Jianli was unwilling, he was still forcibly dragged away by Luo Jingyu, and he kept muttering about his dissatisfaction with Di Yin.

Xue Moqian smiled widely, pulled Di Yin to sit on a chair beside him, turned around, held the teacup in both hands, handed it to Di Yin respectfully, and said:

"Demon Lord, drink some tea to calm down first. You know my brother's temper. He gets angry easily.

Xiao Si, I am here to apologize to you on behalf of my elder brother. I hope you can be magnanimous and not take it personally."

As he spoke, Xue Moqian stretched out his hands, gently placed them on Di Yin's shoulders, applied a little force with his fingers, and began to knead rhythmically.

Di Yin sat on the chair, his chest still heaving violently, staring at the direction where Hua Jianli left. His eyes seemed to want to drill two holes in the void.

Seeing this, Xue Moqian's movements became gentler and he continued:

"Demon Lord, think about it, although my brother's words were offensive, his loyalty to the Shura clan is evident to all. Over the years, he has made countless contributions.

He is such a straightforward person, he says whatever he thinks and never beats around the bush. It's better than gossiping behind people's back, isn't it?

This time, my elder brother had an argument with you about the ghost tribe. Perhaps he was temporarily blinded by the experience of that boy Cangle, and he definitely did not intend to challenge your authority."

As Xue Moqian spoke, he walked to Di Yin, knelt on the ground, clenched his fists, and gently beat his legs.

"You are the pillar of our demon world and the supreme demon lord. Your decisions are naturally made for the long-term interests of the demon world.

My brother was angry and failed to understand your deep meaning. When he calms down, he will regret his rash behavior. And you, with your wisdom and tolerance, will surely tolerate his mistake this time."

Xue Moqian's little mouth was as sweet as honey. He was almost coaxed into a placenta by Di Yin, but finally a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Xue Moqian continued his efforts, lying on Di Yin's thighs, looking at him with his big eyes blinking.

"If you punish Big Brother severely now, it might discourage other soldiers. After all, Big Brother has a high prestige in the army.

Secondly, it will make outsiders think that there is discord within our Shura clan, which will give those forces who are eyeing us an opportunity to take advantage of it, right? "

After hearing this, Di Yin nodded, "What you said makes sense, but he openly challenged me. If I just let him go, wouldn't that be a loss of dignity?"

Xue Moqian's eyes rolled, "Demon Lord, how about this? Let my elder brother reflect on his mistakes for a while, and when he thinks clearly about his mistakes, let him come to apologize to you in person.

During this period, you can also find the girl you like with peace of mind. The friendship between you and your brother will not be broken because of this. Isn't this the best of both worlds? "

After Xue Moqian finished speaking, he quietly waited for Di Yin's response, holding his cheeks with both hands and acting like a good boy.

After hearing this, Di Yin's brows relaxed a little. After a moment, he snorted and said, "Forget it. It's not the first time he has provoked me. I won't care about this matter."

As he spoke, he pinched Xue Moqian's cheek and said, "Xiao Si is still the most sensible and obedient. He knows how to think about the overall situation."

Xue Moqian chuckled foolishly after hearing this, held Di Yin's hand that was placed next to his face with both hands, and rubbed it with his cheek with his eyes narrowed.

"Xiao Si is so well-behaved and clever today, all thanks to your careful and proper teaching.

I keep repeating to myself every day that I must follow your footsteps, Demon Lord, learn from your wisdom and composure, and never bring shame upon you."

Di Yin was very pleased with Xue Moqian's sweet words. He patted Xue Moqian on the head and said, "Well, it turns out that this young man is teachable."

Anyone who can make it to the position of Demon Lord must be quite capable.

On this side, Xue Moqian, with his eloquent speech and coquettish and cute manner, coaxed Di Yin into a happy mood, filling his heart with joy.

On the other hand, Luo Jingyu's methods were extremely cunning.

This guy directly pushed Hua Jianli to the bed and used all his strength to do it. After all the tossing and turning, I don't know if Hua Jianli's anger has subsided, but he is completely exhausted.

Luo Jingyu was seen leaning softly on Hua Jianli's chest, one hand around Hua Jianli's waist, breathing heavily, and asked softly:

"Brother, are you still angry?"

Hua Jianli lowered his eyes and stared at Luo Jingyu in his arms, then pulled up the blanket covering the two of them.

"There's nothing to be angry about. No matter what, I must stop him from slaughtering us all. The ghost tribe has already suffered a heavy loss. If he continues to kill us all, the demon world will be completely submerged in hatred and blood, and there will be no peace ever again."

Luo Jingyu heard this and thought to himself. He knew that Hua Jianli was angry at the moment, and if he tried to persuade her rashly, it would only add fuel to the fire and backfire.

So I just went along with what he said and calmed him down first.

"Brother, you are absolutely right. You have great righteousness in your heart and you can always see the danger hidden behind this demon world. No matter what decision you make, I will follow you without hesitation."

After hearing this, Hua Jianli's anger subsided a little and he lowered his head to kiss Luo Jingyu's smooth and white forehead.

He sighed, "Cang Le is young, we really can't let him be frightened again. When you see him, you have to take care of him, understand?"

"Brother, I understand."

……

Due to Hua Jianli's strong obstruction, Di Yin's well-planned massacre could not be carried out smoothly.

This situation was like a huge rock, weighing heavily on Di Yin's heart, making him frown all day long. The irritability and anxiety in his eyes were like a burning flame, about to burst out.

Xue Moqian, carrying a plate of exquisite pastries, tiptoed to the entrance of the hall and stretched his neck to peek inside.

"Xiao Si, who are you playing hide-and-seek with over there? Come in quickly."

Di Yin in the hall was flipping through the scroll in his hand with annoyance and said without raising his head.

"Hehe~ I'm here to pay my respects to the Demon Lord. May the Demon Lord have great fortune and great power."

Xue Moqian walked into the hall with brisk steps and gently placed the plate of exquisite pastries on the table in front of Di Yin.

"Demon Lord, I see that you have been in a bad mood recently, so I sent you a plate of cakes, which may help you feel better. I hope you will try some."

Di Yin paused his movements for a moment, slowly put down the scroll, reached out his hand to pick up a piece of cake, and took a bite, "Is this your craft?"

Xue Moqian rolled his eyes and asked, "Demon Lord, tell me first if it tastes good or not?"

Di Yin nodded slightly: "It tastes good."

Xue Moqian received the affirmation, and the smile on his face became even brighter. He said shamelessly, "That's what I did!"