Waiting for the protagonist to cry today [Quick Transmigration]

Jian Yunqiao's fever came fiercely but went away quickly.

Unhappiness doesn't seem to work, Wen Renli ordered that if the cure is not cured within two days, all the imperial doctors will be killed. Because of their incompetence, all the imperial doctors will hang their heads and dare not hide any good things for themselves. Taking care of her day and night, she simply regarded Jian Yunqiao as her life.

On the second night, the fever subsided.

The narrow room was full of various things, and the imperial doctors shuttled through it, making it very lively. The imperial guards of the Demon Race would come to see it almost every once in a while, so it was impossible for such a big movement to go unnoticed.

There are male pets living on several floors, some of them are secretly observing, some are secretly resenting, and some feel that the matter has nothing to do with themselves.

The food was delivered to the table, Jian Yunqiao was a person who was used to getting sick, he leaned against the bed, the imperial doctor had already left.

People are iron and rice is steel. He has no appetite, but he still has to eat. He got out of bed and picked up the rice porridge. Jian Yunqiao tried to drink a couple of sips. The rice porridge was added with some lean meat. There was a stomachache in my mouth and stomach, and I almost vomited it out.

The rice was put aside, Jian Yunqiao wiped his mouth with a cloth, he stood on the ground with bare feet, his complexion was pale, his face that was a bit fleshy now looked a little thin, and his brows were slightly frowned, it was very uncomfortable to take this bowl of rice Headache.

"If I didn't know that men in this world can't get pregnant, I would be really worried."

Jian Yunqiao tried to talk to the system to ease the atmosphere.

"The system told you to protect your stomach last time. If you didn't listen, it's all right now, and you can't eat anymore." 2233 complained.

Jian Yunqiao knew that he cared about herself.

"It's okay." Jian Yunqiao said, "2233 will help me check my favorability."

"Ding, the current favorability is 10%"

This is probably the best thing so far. A guard from the Demon Race came to send a message, asking Jian Yunqiao to go to the Demon Palace. Wen Renli probably knew that he was awake.

Sure enough, this guy just seized the opportunity and didn't waste a minute or a second to toss himself.

Jian Yunqiao didn't dare to delay, and went with her. The magic palace was still gloomy, and when he stepped in, Wen Renli was painting.

Today, he is wearing a red robe, flamboyant and reckless. When he is not crazy, he is still very handsome and exciting, if he does not sacrifice to the sky every now and then.

Jian Yunqiao approached, first entered the ceremony, and then Wen Renli beckoned over, Wen Renli pointed to the drawing paper under his hand: "How is it?"

Unexpectedly, Wen Renli is still a person with so many interests and hobbies, reciting poems and painting are very elegant, Jian Yunqiao looked down at the painting with such thoughts

then……

On the paper are tragic corpses, one by one, the death is tragic, the picture is extremely cruel, people can't help but want to make a mosaic, there are hangings, there are various ways of death, it is shocking to look at, but it still draws vivid images As if being there.

Jian Yunqiao really wanted to take back what she said at this moment, he was wrong, really wrong, His Majesty never had a normal time.

"Your Majesty's painting skills are quite good." He praised sincerely.

Isn't it? The painting can make people sick, so it's not good.

Wen Renli put down his paintbrush, and said seriously: "You have recovered from your illness, and Gu is in a good mood. Why don't you find some people to try these criminal laws today."

"..."

It was not easy for Jian Yunqiao to maintain the smile on her lips.

he asked

"Your Majesty is in a good mood because of me?"

"Huh?" Wen Renli raised his arm, and squeezed Jian Yunqiao's face with his hand, like a gentle caress, but the cold touch made people feel like being entangled by a poisonous snake. His blood-red eyes Jian Yunqiao's shadow was reflected in the eyes, and there was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Aifei, didn't Gu say that you are the one who loves me the most. If you recover from illness, Gu will of course be happy."

That smile doesn't reach the eyes, it's just a cold

He was watching Jian Yunqiao, waiting for the young man's reaction.

Jian Yunqiao said: "I also love Your Majesty."

"That's just right." Wenren pulled him to go out, and said: "Accompany Gu to the prison, you are the only one in the Demon Palace so far who has this honor."

To face those tortures?I really don't want this honor, Your Majesty!

In the deepest part of the Demon Palace, there is a torture room set up by Wen Renli, where those who resisted him, extremely vicious, monsters, demons, and people from other races were locked in a dark place.

Jian Yunqiao followed behind Wen Renli. In a somewhat dark place, he subconsciously moved closer to the man, holding his hand tightly.

This move seemed to please Wen Renli, he slowed down a bit, paced slowly, and occasionally even had the mood to introduce one or two of the magical beasts he had personally caught here.

At the innermost point, a person was locked up. That person was sitting in a very embarrassing situation. His body was covered with injuries and his hair was disheveled. He seemed to be isolated from the world, and he was completely outside.

Wen Ren pointed sharply at the attendant next to him and drove him to the torture room outside. He first took a knife, which had a cold light and looked very sharp. He could clearly make people die without pain. Disappear, but have to personally torture.

The previous criminal law had already begun. Wen Renli cut off the man's finger with his own hands, and then a little bit later, the man gritted his teeth and did not make a sound.

But this was just the beginning, Wen Renli continued to peel the skin along the texture, his expression was serious, as if he was performing an explanation ceremony, he couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes, he was having a carnival of blood.

Jian Yunqiao violently pushed away the attendant behind him and ran out to vomit. The bloody look was too exciting. Although he had gotten used to it after staying in hell for so long, it was all about ghosts, not real ones. people.

There was nothing in his stomach, he could only vomit acid water, his eye circles were red, he could only squat on the ground and wait for the nausea to pass, when there were footsteps behind him, it was the guard of the Demon Race

They respectfully said: "Master, Lord Demon Lord please go back."

Jian Yunqiao was panting, he looked at the ground, then slowly stood up and walked back, the blood of the people in the torture room flowed down, and there was a formation with complex textures underneath, the formation penetrated the entire torture room, Wen Renli sat in a chair On the table, he is bent over, with a pair of slender legs propped up, and his booted calves are long and straight, sitting casually, playing with the knife that has just been cut.

"came back?"

Hearing Li's gentle voice made one's hair stand on end, he pointed to the prisoner behind him, and asked Jian Yunqiao: "Aifei, do you know what mistake he made?"

Jian Yunqiao shook her head

Wen Ren sighed sharply, with a nasty smile on the corner of his mouth, he tilted his head and looked at the young man with evil eyes, as if he admired Jian Yunqiao's miserable appearance very much

Tsk, so happy, so scared, the way you tremble, little thing, is so beautiful.

"Gu tells you, he used to be the son of the Cangjun Pavilion, he was Gu's concubine, and Gu liked him very much."

The person being punished seemed to raise his head, looking at Wen Renli and Jian Yunqiao who was standing there with a pale face

"But he betrayed Gu." The smile faded away, leaving only a cold, gloomy look like Shura in hell, he threw his knife casually and pierced the shoulder of the person behind him, as if he didn't care about the person's life or death at all, Instead, she stared at Jian Yunqiao and heard: "Aifei, will you betray Gu too?"

Take yourself to see if the criminal law is fake, torture yourself to vent your anger, and kill chickens to make an example of monkeys is the truth.

Jian Yunqiao said: "He betrayed His Majesty and should be punished. I will never betray His Majesty."

"Oh, that's really good. Gu would like to give you this opportunity to prove yourself." Wen Renli took out another sword out of nowhere, and the scabbard of the dagger was inlaid with precious stones. It was very beautiful, the man's hands were slender and pale, with one movement of his, the short sword automatically appeared in Jian Yunqiao's hand.

"Go and kill him."

As if bewitched by a devil, Wen Renli stood up. He was wearing a red robe, and the formations under his feet were glowing red, which made him look like a ghost who came out of hell. His face was gentle, but his eyes were cold. , licking his lips excitedly, he was watching Jian Yunqiao.

Jian Yunqiao is a good old man, he has never killed anyone, never.

He walked forward with difficulty, and walked in front of that person, his heart beating, his head congested, and he even felt that he might faint in the next second.

The man raised his eyes, and the two looked at each other. He seemed to have his tongue cut out, and he actually showed another cold smile to Jian Yunqiao, which seemed to be pity and ridicule at the same time.

The sword was pulled out, and Jian Yunqiao held it. The man's body had a strong smell of blood, and his skin was ripped apart. The nausea and physical resistance made him breathless.

"Kang Dang"

The sword fell to the ground, and the body of the young man in white brocade robe fell down as if he had lost his support.

Wen Renli caught the fainted young man with inhuman speed, and with a "tsk", he lovingly wiped away the thin layer of tears at the end of Jian Yunqiao's eyes

"What a frightening little thing."

He walked out with the person in his arms, as if he just remembered the person hanging behind him, and told the guards: "Since Aifei didn't kill him, just to save Aifei's face, let him live and lock him up first. "

"Yes." The guards all lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at the face of Lord Demon Lord.

Jian Yunqiao's high fever subsided and came back again, this time it was worse than last time, he felt hot all over, he couldn't wake up for a long time, he couldn't even drink any medicine, he couldn't feed any soup or medicine.

The devil master who bullied and tortured everyone came to this small room calmly, and he said to the imperial doctor everywhere: "If he doesn't wake up, you don't have to wake up. I have to teach you what to do alone." ?"

The imperial doctors were as anxious as ants on a hot pot. They tried everything, but Jian Yunqiao just couldn't wake up. The high fever didn't go away, and if the fever continued, he would become a fool.

And His Majesty the Demon Lord's mood is getting worse and worse, and it's only the second day that he has already killed a group of people.

The bowl was thrown on the ground, and Wenren said harshly: "Didn't you withdraw it? How could it be so serious!?"

The imperial doctors were all dead anyway, and finally said at this moment: "Master's stomach should be irritated and needs to be recuperated. The inability to drink the medicine should not be caused by a high fever, but a complication. The master should be unable to eat when he is awake. "

"Although the high fever has subsided, the body still cannot heal. It needs to be well recuperated, not to catch cold or be stimulated."

The dungeon was icy cold, and those scenes were too exciting. The body was hit twice, and the high fever went away and came back again.

Wen Renli was silent for a moment, the air pressure in the room was decreasing, and the murderous intent was spreading, he sneered: "Is it just talking nonsense that you are orphaned?"

His meaning goes without saying, and the imperial doctors knew immediately that if the management is not good, His Majesty may not only save their dog's life until something happens to Master Jian, but kill them now and replace them with another batch.

Before His Majesty opened his mouth, the imperial doctors hurriedly pissed their butts out. Regardless of the future and now, just say that His Majesty has a hundred hearts for this person. On the one hand, he tortured and punished him severely. Down, His Majesty was in a hurry again.

Wen Renli slowly walked to the side of the bed, and pointed his fingers at Jian Yunqiao's forehead. The young man on the bed looked really weak and fragile, and he could kill him almost effortlessly.

Why did he keep Jian Yunqiao? He couldn't explain the reason himself. Subconsciously, he wanted to get close to Jian Yunqiao. When he couldn't see anyone, he felt irritable. After seeing him, the young man always looked calm, talking about love alone, But thinking about running away.

Little liar, traitor, let Gu miss you so much, you deserve to be hacked to death, and you deserve to be burned to death.

"If you don't wake up again, Gu will kill all those imperial doctors."

Wen Renli's hand rested on Jian Yunqiao's face, as if touching a treasure in the world.

"Don't you like killing people alone?" You frowned every time, looking like you wanted to dissuade but forcibly endured it. You care so much about those people, but you don't care about Gu.

"If you wake up." Wenren paused, without the slightest smile on his face, but heavy: "Gu can consider not killing them."

Jian Yunqiao heard Wen Renli's voice in a daze, it was a little vague, and it seemed very close. He was very sleepy, but his intuition told him that he had to wake up and couldn't sleep anymore.

Eyelids trembled slightly, the young man opened his eyes gently, his voice became hoarse from the burn, he didn't speak at all, but closed his eyes for a while.

But Wen Ren's harsh voice continued to come: "Are you willing to wake up?"

Now I have to open my eyes, Jian Yunqiao's hoarse voice is really not pleasant to hear: "Why is Your Majesty here, if I transfer my sickness to you, what should I do?"

"Huh? Gu heard that you were sick, so I came to see you."

Someone came in with soup and medicine, as well as rice, and delivered them to the table, because the devil is here, this time not only simple rice, but also a lot of side dishes, which look very delicate.

Jian Yunqiao took a look: "I don't want to eat."

He was a little scared after saying this, worried that Wen Renli would say: Don't eat?Then kill the cook.

And sure enough, Wen Renli's complexion was very ugly, the man still had a half-smile expression on his face, his eyes were dark, it was an unhappy expression

Before he could speak, Jian Yunqiao held his hand: "Here, I'll eat."

The servants all breathed a sigh of relief. His Majesty may not take his anger out on the master, but they will definitely suffer disaster, as long as the master can calm down His majesty's anger.

Wen Renli brought over the rice and fed it to Jian Yunqiao. Jian Yunqiao was a little flattered, he opened his mouth to eat it, very well-behaved.

Looking at it from Wen Renli's point of view, it seems that this person's burnt red face has finally turned a little bloody, but he still looks very fragile. He has very delicate and gorgeous facial features, and he is especially handsome when his eyebrows are pleasing to the eye. .

But... it was full of forbearance.

"Is it so unpalatable?" Wenren raised his eyebrows sharply, and he took a mouthful with a spoon, not minding at all that what Jian Yunqiao drank was used.

The speed is so unstoppable, so natural that it makes people dumbfounded.

Jian Yunqiao raised her head, tugged at the corner of his clothes, and said in a low voice: "No, it's delicious, so please don't make things difficult for the cook, Your Majesty."

Wenren said with a stern face: "Is my concubine bold?"

Well, this Lord has always been a bad temper.

Putting down her hands, she brought the bowl over to eat by herself, Jian Yunqiao tried her best to bear the discomfort in her stomach, and was taken away before she even took a bite.

The meal was turned into ashes in Wen Renli's hands, he said displeasedly: "Don't eat!"

He sat by the bed in silence, and didn't attack the cook, but looked at Jian Yunqiao quietly, wondering what he was thinking. The person who looked at him like this tightened his mind, and even wanted to reflect on what he had done wrong.

Jian Yunqiao also generously let him see, and even had the mood to ask: "Will Your Majesty stay with me?"

He discovered that when he was sick, men were much easier to talk to than usual.

As if he had said something terrible, Wen Renli stood up and jumped away, his red robe drew an arc in the air, and in an instant, he was already at the door.

"Aifei, rest well."

The door was slammed shut.

Jian Yunqiao:? ? ?

How does His Majesty feel like being possessed by a ghost today?

Although he was full of doubts, the system still said: "The current favorability is 20%"

To be honest, I really didn't see where the favorability was added.

Jian Yunqiao looked at the place where Wen Renli was sitting just now, and then smiled slowly, um, don't worry, take your time.

three days later

Rumors spread in the palace that Jian Yunqiao fell out of favor because His Majesty did not come to see him for three consecutive days.

However, His Majesty did not summon other male favorites, and the Demon Palace fell into a rare calm. Everything seemed to be stable, but it seemed to be the tranquility before the storm.

Under the pressure of falling out of favor, Jian Yunqiao was not at all in a hurry. He lived the life of a retired veteran cadre. In this magic palace, his life was not too difficult. tease the bird.

The imperial physician came here every day, and when he couldn't eat, he tried to use magic crystals. Magic crystals are used by demons to nourish the body, and after eating, they are much better than rice.

It's just that what Jian Yunqiao failed to tell them was that he couldn't eat the magic crystal, because he found out that he was not the demon clan, but the descendant of the sky clan.

In his free time these days, he still has nothing to do to make up some information about this world.

Demons and Celestials.

The demon clan includes: killing the demon king, deceiving the demon king, and destroying the demon king.

The Celestial Clan includes: Angel of Creation, Angel of Rebirth.

And the Demon Killer of the Demon Race has always lived in the dark place of Dark Night Valley, and hardly ever comes out, and the Destroyer Demon King, that is, Wen Renli, is the most powerful king of the Demon Race, and the power to deceive the Demon King is not as strong as him.

And I am a reborn angel, the mortal enemy of the demons, the angels and the demons are like fire and water, and they cannot blend together. As an angel, what method do I use to pretend to be a demon, and how can I deceive people so badly?

Was Yuanshen really just going down the mountain for freedom, or was it for some other ulterior reason?

Jian Yunqiao's head exploded, the difficulty of this world increases in memory, he doesn't have all the memories of his original body, what should he do if he is really a traitor...

"Qiaoqiu, the rockery over there."

Jian Yunqiao followed the words of the system and found a white feather on the rockery. He stood beside the rockery as if struck by lightning. As soon as he raised his hand, the feather automatically flew into his palm. There is a passage.

"Rescue Shi Yu."

Jian Yunqiao:? ? ! !

my day

Really chicken is undercover

The amount of information was so overwhelming that she couldn't react for a while, Jian Yunqiao stayed where she was, did this feather want to kill him, did anyone in the entire Demon Palace dare to do something under the nose of the Destroyer Demon King?

Especially Wen Renli's violent temper, did the messenger really never think that his head would fall to the ground?

The system said: "Qiaoqiu, the memory of your original body will be triggered by certain events, and your side mission this time is to fulfill the last wish left by the original body."

Jian Yunqiao's face turned cold. He wasn't afraid of not being able to complete the task, what he was worried about was only causing harm to Wen Renli, so he would rather fail the task.

"Qiaoqiu, have you ever thought that if you don't accept this side mission, you can change your identity?" The system asked him: "Even if you want to protect Wen Renli, those people will send undercover again, Moreover, since they dared to send you here, they must have your reasons, since you chose such a dangerous thing, there must be a last resort reason."

"The more serious thing is that if you don't do it, they may think you are an abandoned child and let you die."

As if being poured over the head by a basin of cold water, Jian Yunqiao thought for a while and said, "System, you are right, I am too willful."

He took a deep breath, returned to his residence, collapsed on the bed, and then his brain was in chaos, and some fragmentary memories began to be transmitted.

Shi Yu, the man from the dungeon, and Jian Yunqiao were both reborn angels, but Shi Yu had already been exposed, and Jian Yunqiao was still alive.

What kind of tribe asked him to save Shi Yu, where did he have the confidence in himself? He held his head, and part of his memory recovered. He seemed to have a high status, and he should be a highly respected existence in the angel tribe. The angel came to pray for himself and said it was the hope of the royal family.

Just as he was thinking, the system suddenly issued a warning: Host, I suggest you go to Wen Renli tonight.

Jian Yunqiao wanted to ask why, but the system told him that he could no longer disclose it in terms of authority, so he had no choice but to give up.

Jian Yunqiao could still hear the words about the sand sculpture system. When he came out, he found that the whole building was surprisingly quiet. In the past, there might have been some human voices at this time, but now it was so quiet that there was no sound at all.

Jian Yunqiao's figure shuttled through the night, and quickly went downstairs, but he still heard the voice from upstairs with the help of the physical refueling package opened for him by the system

There are some small voices from male pets: "Is someone out?"

"My God, I dare to go out tonight, I really don't want my life."

"It's Jian Yunqiao. Where does he have the confidence? I guess we'll see his dead body tomorrow."

Jian Yunqiao paused, but he was more willing to trust the system, so he accelerated and left the attic.

The entire palace was extremely quiet. Jian Yunqiao passed through the layers of night and arrived at the magic palace, and then saw the massacre behind the magic palace. There were monsters and human corpses everywhere, and the one standing in the middle, The person in a red robe with blood dripping from his body is like a Shura from hell.

The slight voice disturbed him, and he turned around. At that moment, killing and madness were in his eyes, without any resignation. Wen Renli's figure appeared in front of Jian Yunqiao in an instant, with a sullen complexion, rushing towards him bloody smell.

"You came to kill me too?"

Jian Yunqiao stood alone in the only clean place, he shook his head: "No, I'm not."

He tried to reach out to the obviously wrong man: "I'm here to save you."

"Save me?" Wen Renli's eyes had a trace of confusion, but was soon overwhelmed by madness. He pointed his sword at Jian Yunqiao, and the cold light of the sword energy was compelling: "Why do I believe you?"

"How can I prove myself?"

"The dead prove themselves."

"That's good." Jian Yunqiao took a step forward, the sharp blade pierced his chest, and blood flowed down his clothes, but his face was calm, and his warm eyes reflected the figure of Wen Renli: " Can you believe that I am here to save you?"

He looked at Wen Renli's slightly surprised face, took a step forward, the blade of the sword sank into his body, raised his hand to wipe off the blood on Wen Renli's face, and kissed that cold face without any suggestion.

"Your Majesty, do you suggest giving me a hug?"

The author has something to say: How far is it to get into your heart~