Shizun and his magic kitten

Yu Chengqi has already forgotten how he returned to the Demon Palace.

Until He Qinghou cautiously came to ask him "whether the palace banquet should be postponed", he finally regained his senses a little bit from his thoughts, his whole body was so gloomy and low that it was elusive. Dark blue shadows were cast in the fundus of the eyes, indescribably gloomy.

Yes……

Palace feast.

He recalled it vaguely.

Following the unusual order, the palace banquet will be held as usual.

That night.

The main hall of the Demon Palace was brightly lit and brilliant, and the huge streamer array reflected the entire Demon City as if it were daytime. All the Demon Officials were flushed with red faces and rushed in like a file, officially meeting their new emperor for the first time.

It was supposed to be a day of celebration.

But Yu Chengqi held a sword and killed someone at the banquet.

The table case collapsed, the porcelain cup shattered harshly, and the plate full of delicacies and wine spilled all over the floor. The wine stains soaked the precious fox fur carpet, and a large amount of blood was splashed on the carpet, scarlet and dazzling!

A strong smell of blood spread throughout the entire hall.

Everyone was silent like a cicada, and the biting chill poured in from the half-open window, awakening the drunkenness.

They saw with their own eyes that the new emperor was wearing a heavy golden black robe, his dark eyes were like a brutal skinning knife, his figure was tall and indifferent, he was holding a sword, and with the other hand he was pinching the neck of a certain minister. He picked him up alive, and pierced his chest bloody.

At the magnificent palace banquet, there were corpses one after another.

Until the climax of the moon, blood was already flowing in the temple.

At the end of the banquet, everyone was worried and dispersed like a tide. Most of the lights in the hall were extinguished, only a few lamps were still weakly lit.

The moonlight was very cold, and the hall was dim and empty.

Yu Chengqi was still sitting on the high emperor throne.

The hem of the clothes was stained with blood that was about to dry up, and the palm of his hand was pressed against his forehead, leaning so tiredly, his eyebrows and eyes were full of sternness that could not be dispelled.

Under the gloomy light and shadow, that face was dim and blurred with lonely darkness.

He really wanted to Gu Huaiqu.

That idiot who was treated like this...and still wholeheartedly protecting others.

There was a barely audible vibrato in the darkness.

"It's my apprentice who owes you..."

The bony finger gripped the bracelet tightly.

It was actually the only thing related to him that Yu Chengqi had brought with him since he had been with him for many years.

"Master..."

There was even a lump in his throat.

A whispered murmur drowned in the darkness.

At this moment, there seemed to be the sound of footsteps in the empty hall. Although the other party tried to slow down the pace, the sound gradually became clear in the silence.

The woman's tentative voice sounded not far away:

"...Your Majesty?"

Wei Xueqing was standing under the dimly lit jade steps and watching him.

Yu Chengqi heard the sound and looked over.

In front of the stairs, there were messy tables and chairs, dripping with messy blood, Wei Xueqing boldly stood there.

The moment his eyes met, he saw the woman dodge shyly, then raised her head again, her beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, trying to hold back her timidity, and looked at him pitifully.

Yu Chengqi's eyes turned cold.

The voice was still a little hoarse: "What are you doing here?"

"Your Majesty..." Her gentle voice trembled slightly, she didn't hear the man's whisper just now, she lowered her head to herself, with a slender figure, and slowly knelt in front of the steps.

"...This subordinate is here to thank you for not killing me."

Yu Chengqi narrowed his eyes.

Her lowered eyes were full of remorse, sincere and humble: "During the banquet today, you killed many people, but you didn't kill me... The subordinates know that they are guilty, and I used to belong to King Jingshan. I can't help myself, if King Jingshan didn't force me, I wouldn't do anything against my lord..."

"Now the lord is willing to forgive this subordinate, and this subordinate is ashamed and shameless... From now on, this subordinate is willing to help you get rid of King Jingshan, and will only be loyal to you, without any second thoughts!"

"My lord, can you... take me in?"

After she finished the last sentence, she slowly raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes shimmering finely.

For a long time, the man on the throne did not make a sound.

His expression could not be seen clearly under the dim candlelight.

He was still holding on, vaguely holding something in his hand, his thin lips parted slightly, and said in an unclear way: "You are very smart."

"You know why the deity killed those people, and you also guessed that the deity has already found out what you did. It is indeed a smart way to choose to take refuge in the deity at this time."

Wei Xue could feel lightly that those cold eyes were staring at her in the darkness, the oppressive sense of gaze was too strong, it made her back feel chilly, cold sweat constantly broke out on her forehead, and her spine was trembling.

But she also harbors a little selfishness...

It was precisely because of this selfishness that she dared to meet him alone.

His Majesty will let her go, which shows that he still has affection for her. If she can grasp this affection, maybe...

"I am willing to commit crimes and make meritorious deeds, and tell my lord everything I know." Her eyes moved slightly, and her expression was extremely reserved and delicate, "Jingshan Lord and Ghost Ancestor secretly conspired to betray the Demon Realm, and the plan has been long-standing. At the beginning, he wanted to provoke the relationship between the demon world and the fairy world, so that the ghost ancestor could reap the benefits of being a fisherman, so he let me secretly steal the blood of the lord."

She gradually stopped calling herself "subordinate", and her tone was still that of the gentle senior sister back then: "I know that Your Majesty has just returned to the Demon Realm, and he only cares about the Demon Race, and doesn't want to see those rebellious officials and thieves."

"That's why I'm willing to assist Your Majesty to clear up your internal worries." She looked at the man on the throne understandingly, "Others may not know it, but I know it. Your Majesty is not cruel, but has great ambitions. What you have done is to revitalize the demon world and make my demon clan prosperous and peaceful, isn't it?"

Prosperous Taiping...

Yu Chengqi's eyes dimmed undetectably.

indeed.This is Gu Huaiqu's request. He hopes that he can rule the demon world well, and that he can let the two worlds put down their grievances and there will be no more disputes.

The demon world has been without a master for many years, and there are many people with different intentions. It is not enough for him to kill those courtiers today...

"Just now that the Immortal Master is dead, there is one less serious worry in the Demon Realm. It must be a matter of time before His Majesty returns to the hearts of the palace, and the Immortal Realm will be leveled." Wei Xueqing is still unaware of Yu Chengqi's intrusion into the mountain and sea peak yesterday. It was a bit naive to say it out loud.

Yu Chengqi narrowed his eyes.

Rubbing the bracelet with his fingertips, he glanced at her condescendingly, in the silence, even the sound of the candle burning was very clear, for no reason... It made people feel like they were in purgatory waiting for the trial.

After a while, the thin lips finally opened slowly.

"Okay."

He said coldly: "How many secrets do you know about Mr. Jingshan? Let's talk about it some other day."

Wei Xueqing's back relaxed a little, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat.

He forced a smile: "Okay."

……

That night, Yu Chengqi had a dream.

He dreamed that when the monsters flooded into the fairyland, the raging fire ignited at the foot of the mountain, the raging flames, and the roar of the monsters.

Gu Huaiqu was chained in the cold stone room.

And he was digging the body of the cat named "Xiao Qi" in the dark wild forest of the back mountain.

The moment he fell from the tall building, the fire burned his body, and the heart-piercing pain engulfed him whole.

When the screen changed, it was Gu Huaiqu standing in front of the furnace.

The same heat, the same fire.

Same... pain.

Yu Chengqi suddenly woke up from the nightmare.

His chest rose and fell violently, and after a while, he realized that his clothes had been soaked in cold sweat, and his slender eyelashes were wet.

He closed his eyes, frowned sharply, and curled up sideways on the empty bed.

For several days, his dreams were full of Gu Huaiqu.

Sometimes I dream of Gu Huaiqu throwing himself into the furnace, sometimes I vaguely dream about the past, sometimes I wake up from the dream, leaning against the bed in a daze, looking at this extravagant and quiet hall, I can't tell whether it is day or night, thinking of The most important thing is the past of those teenagers.

……

Yu Chengqi still remembers the day when he first entered the sect.

He is a person who has struggled in the most filthy world. Out of the compassionate heart of Dazong Xianzhang for him, he can pretend to be a human being one day, and stand side by side with the noble children of those immortal families. when.

At that time, Yu Chengqi, who was just 15 years old, had a very handsome appearance. When his eyebrows and eyes were lowered, he looked quite well-behaved, calm and sensible. Be different.

He entered the top of the mountains and seas as an auditor disciple, and the time he can practice in the sect is limited, only one year.If it wasn't for his excellent cultivation, he would still be sent back down the mountain.

At that time, he had already heard about the rumored Eight Great Immortal Masters.

There are hundreds of immortal elders at the top of the mountains and seas, but these eight are the only immortal elders who can truly stand alone in the sect.

They are the pillars of the humerus in the fairy world. They perform their duties on weekdays and have many complicated tasks. Most of the time, they only teach the disciples under their seats, and rarely appear in front of ordinary disciples. think.

If you want to become a formal disciple in this sect, you must first be rich, and second, you must be good enough.

These are easy to say, but how easy is it to do?

When he passed the front hall of the sect for the first time, Yu Chengqi saw the stone tablet standing outside the hall.

The stele towers into the sky, with eight sides in total, on which are the precepts of each hall of the Eight Great Immortal Masters.

When Yu Chengqi passed by, he took a closer look at it. They were nothing more than words of encouragement, no different from those empty sage books.

Only when he turned to the back of the stele, he glanced at the inscription on it, but fell silent for an instant.

Then he laughed out loud——

There is no bad bone in the world, it is full of lost people.

... This immortal teacher is quite decent.

……

Back then, his memory of Gu Huaiqu started from these two admonitions.

According to the elders of the sect, these so-called observer disciples were actually supported by the generosity of the elders of the sect.

But being an auditor student is not a long-term solution. Yu Chengqi has lived enough of the past, and he wants to stay here forever.

However, the entrance fee to the top of the mountain and sea is very expensive. Although the sect pays for food, clothing, housing and transportation, the spiritual stones and materials used for cultivation cannot be paid for by his family. They are only qualified to "audit" and are not even qualified to practice.

So he thought.

If some special methods can be used, it would be a good strategy.

In order not to disturb others while practicing hard, every night after the lectures, Yu Chengqi would go to a remote path to practice the formations he had learned every day alone.

On an unremarkable night.

The night was dark, and Yu Chengqi was concentrating on drawing formations on the soil with wooden branches.

At about the same time, a white streak appeared in his peripheral vision, and when he raised his head, he saw someone walking down the path without turning their eyes.

Yu Chengqi hesitated for a while, and suddenly shouted: "Brother, wait."

The man stopped and turned around.

Under the light of the moonlight, the young man's cold and handsome face frowned slightly, and his voice sounded like Kunshan jade.

Extremely skeptical: "Are you calling me?"

Yes.

There was no one else around except the two of them.

Yu Chengqi was a little familiar, and smiled at him: "That's right. You are a disciple of the Qing Palace, right? Seeing that you come back so late every day, is it because your master is very strict with you?"

The cold beauty frowned: "I am..."

"I am one of Zongzhong's observer disciples this year. I heard that the reason why disciples like us can come here to practice, most of the expenses are paid by your master."

Yu Chengqi interrupted him, under the dim moonlight, there was a slight cunning in his pitch-black eyes, and he narrowed his eyes and smiled at the beauty who looked very aloof and aloof, and sanctimonious.

"It's just that I heard that he helped many disciples, not just me. Although I want to thank him in person, I don't have the chance to see him at ordinary times. If I make a special trip to find him, I'm afraid I'll disturb him because of such a trivial matter. After all, the immortal Master is so busy, you probably don't remember who I am?"

"..."

The cold beauty frowned and thought for a while, but she really didn't remember who she was.Asked: "What's your name?"

"Yu Chengqi."

The cold beauty recalled carefully, she seemed to have seen these three words in this year's list of audition disciples, and was about to open her mouth to say something more, but unexpectedly, the young man didn't intend to chat with him, and patted the dust on his hands, Say goodbye to him.

"It's too late today, I'll go back to rest first, see you tomorrow."

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