After shrinking, I bent my foe [Cultivation]

Yan Zhiyi followed Ruan Tuanzi in the illusion, watching the little girl grow up slowly from shyness.Pei Qingyan finally joined the Xingyan Pavilion's sect after several turnarounds, and was accepted by the old pavilion master because of his outstanding qualifications.

Alas, he has become old-fashioned at a young age.

Qiuqiu braced his jaw and sighed.

If only she could have been born tens of thousands of years earlier, it would be great to abduct the little Aunt Pei back then as a child bride-in-law~

Well, tens of thousands of years earlier, her mother and mother were still the cubs of the two clans, and there was a high probability that she would not be able to give birth to her.

The sixth floor of Xingyan Pavilion used to be the residence of the master of the young pavilion. It is a self-contained world, with pavilions, halls, corridors and pools.It was the time when the young master was studying, and Yan Zhiyi was leaning against the desk with his chin resting on his back, watching the child sitting upright, with a serious face, practicing calligraphy and copying scriptures without blinking.

Aunt Pei was too cute when she was young.

Qiuqiu pursed his lips and watched, the light from outside the pavilion was reflected in Pei Qingyan's light brown eyes, which were as clear and bright as glass.The eyelashes are long and dense, like a small fan, slowly trembling with the breath.

Yan Zhiyi blinked, feeling that her fingertips were itchy, and unconsciously wanted to reach out and touch the little girl's long eyelashes.

It's a pity that she stretched out her hand halfway, then heard a familiar voice behind her.

"Ball ball."

It's her Aunt Pei.

Yan Zhiyi withdrew her hand instantly, and turned her head to look at it as if nothing had happened, with an innocent look on her face.

"I didn't want to touch her eyelashes."

Qiuqiu quibbled.

There is simply no silver 300 taels here.

Pei Qingyan couldn't help but curled her lips, walked straight over, hugged the girl she loved, and kissed her bright eyes affectionately.

"what happened?"

Although the expression on Pei Qingyan's face was light, Yan Zhiyi still caught some strange emotions in her all at once.Qiuqiu tilted his head back, raised his hand and pinched the woman's cheek in some puzzlement, and asked softly.

"It's a bit uncomfortable."

Her Aunt Pei muffled her voice, her eyes gradually turned red, and she was holding her waist and refused to let go.

From Yan Zhiyi's point of view, the expression of the little guy who was kicked out of the store when he was young was similar, aggrieved and sleepy.

Just added a lot of self-blame and sadness.

Being in a secret place, Yan Zhiyi could guess what she saw after thinking about it for a while, and for a moment, a little funny, she leaned over and kissed the tip of her own wife's nose.

Sure enough, the next moment, her Aunt Pei asked her in a muffled voice with wet eyes: "Did I hate you in the past?"

Instead of protecting Qiuqiu, he watched Qiuqiu in the most difficult time, added insult to injury, and always made Qiuqiu angry...

As long as Pei Qingyan thought about Qiuqiu's dislike for her in the illusion, she would feel flustered unconsciously.She felt sorry for the girl who couldn't bear to refute when she was squeezed out by everyone, so she hated herself on the high platform even more.

Her Qiuqiu was not very old when she died, and she was still a young man among the demon clan, but she died in a dark secret room in order to reverse the timeline.

White hair and black dress, thin and thin, full of loneliness and exhaustion of life.

Pei Qingyan just watched from the sidelines, and couldn't stop crying.

My heart trembles, I can't speak.

"Well, it's quite annoying."

Yan Zhiyi nodded solemnly, and answered in the affirmative.She looked at the woman who was holding her tightly with a smile, and saw the woman's red eyes silently lowering her head, pursing her lips and not daring to speak.

Help, why is her Aunt Pei so cute!

Yan Zhiyi was a little reluctant to tease her, so she quickly lowered her head to kiss and hug her comfortingly.

"Just because you're annoying doesn't mean you're doing something wrong."

"Aunt Pei has done a good job."

"But I didn't protect you at the time..."

Pei Qingyan looked up at her, pursed her lips, and hugged her distressedly, not letting go.

"I was just a stranger to you at that time, what obligation do you have to protect me?"

Yan Zhiyi sighed softly, raised her hand to stroke her white hair: "The past can't be recalled, so let it be."

"Now I can't figure out what happened that day, how could you and I have expected now..."

A smile suddenly appeared in Yan Zhiyi's eyes, and she prolonged the soft ending, leaning on the woman's arms and said slowly: "...how could I have expected that now you and I will fall asleep together, having done our best. thing?"

Qiuqiu exhaled maliciously, squinted his eyes and saw the woman's blushing ears with satisfaction.

Yan Zhiyi tapped Pei Qingyan's chest again, and asked her with a low smile: "Good aunt, I was just a stranger to you back then, who am I to you now?"

"Could it be...a good niece?"

Qiuqiu squinted at the woman's increasingly smudged cheeks, her eyes were still slightly red, and now she was so teased, she was really at a loss.

Pei Qingyan's face was burning hot, but she raised her eyes to meet the eyes of the girl she loves without avoiding it, holding back her shame, and told her seriously: "You are my lover and partner, and you are the one I want to spend the rest of my life with." No. . . not a niece."

For the last sentence, her voice was a little low, but she pursed her lips under Yan Zhiyi's smiling gaze.

For the serious and staid Pei Sheng, it was not a small difficulty to say these words.

"... In the future, you don't have to work as hard as before."

Pei Qingyan lowered her eyes, held onto her fingertips and kissed her lips: "If you want to kill someone, I'll do it for you."

Don't use that method to forcibly improve your cultivation.

Cut off the meridians and reshape them again.

Pei Qingyan was unwilling and unwilling to let her girl experience such pain again.

The ascetic saint is willing to bow his head to be the blade in the girl's hands, killing and beheading enemies for her.

"... Aunt Pei."

The girl who quietly lowered her eyes and listened to her words suddenly sighed and called her softly.

"I'm here."

Yan Zhiyi looked at her, reached out to caress her cheek, and bent her lips: "What should I do, I like you a little more today."

Qiuqiu raised his hand to gesture for her with his fingertips, and tilted his head in distress: "It's about to overflow."

I like to overflow.

How can she not love?

"Then let it overflow."

Pei Qingyan looked at her gesticulating seriously, feeling soft in her heart, and smiled lowly at the distressed girl.

[The secret realm ends, those who pass will win prizes, and those who fail will be devoured. 】

【So it is still using illusions to make everyone lose themselves. 】

Yan Zhiyi looked at the woman's delicate lips, her eyes darkened slightly, and she slowly moved closer.

While her breath was lingering, she asked Pei Qingyan softly with her lips full of sweetness and the warm breath she exhaled: "What do you want to do most right now?"

"...I want to go back to the past and protect you."

A little bit of white hair hung down on the woman's forehead, covering up a little bit of the blush on her cheeks.

Yan Zhiyi smiled helplessly: "Yaomo will...as you wish."

The surroundings are transient, and a new round of illusion begins.

If Pei Qingyan said it, she most wanted to go back to the child who was trapped in the formation and cried bitterly and vomited blood. From then on, she would accompany, support and protect her, and never separate again.

But when the illusion is opened, their consciousness temporarily retreats to the soul...

Today Yan Huang and Pei Sheng fought.

The reason is that Pei Sheng praised Yan Huang for wearing a phoenix, and then Yan Huang laughed lightly and mocked Pei Sheng from top to bottom.

... Cough, others really dare not mention those words in front of Pei Sheng.

The good banquet was in a mess, and the two raised their swords and flew up to the nine heavens to fight.

But everyone couldn't see it, the two people who wanted to kill each other on the spot suddenly had a trance flashed in their eyes at this moment, and when they became clear again, they suddenly frowned and withdrew their hands.

Yan Zhiyi raised his hand to his forehead, frowned slightly and looked at his fingertips, raised his eyes to look at the woman in front of him, suddenly gave a soft snort, put away his sword and shook his sleeves and left.

He doesn't pay attention to women at all.

It was really weird, it was obviously full of anger, but at this moment it all subsided strangely.

Yan Zhiyi looked at that face that made her loathe, and for no reason, there was a little...intimacy?

The Demon Emperor was so disgusted by his own thoughts, he quickly frowned and waved his hand.

"……unlucky."

Yan Zhiyi scolded in a low voice.

The dark green long dress she is wearing today has shark silk patterns and dazzling jewels, but it is not heavy. It is as thin as gauze and floats with the wind when walking.The white hair is in a bun, and the steps between the buns are swaying and trembling, and the jade beads adorned under it are swaying, which is even more contrasting with the hairpin and tin.The cinnabar between the eyebrows was burning, and the face was originally exquisite and gorgeous, but now it was even more charming and coquettish.

At this time, the long sleeves are flicking, and the jade jade is worn around the slender waist, even though it is rude, it is also seductive.

The woman in the silver-white long dress behind her stood in the air slightly, her eyes lingering on her back, and she didn't move for a while.

How... so?

The ignorant saint didn't come back to his senses until the figure of this person disappeared, his brows were slightly frowned, and he looked down at the long sword in his hand with some puzzlement.

The next moment, she withdrew the long sword, and a sense of boredom suddenly rose in her chest, which seemed to be anger.

Not to others, but to herself.

"Finally home."

Frowning below, waiting for the Demon King's demon to see the familiar figure, he breathed a sigh of relief, stroked his forehead with some headaches, and hurried over.

"Are you hurt?"

"No."

Didn't fight much.

Yan Zhiyi pursed her lips, turned around and walked out first.She felt strange, so she didn't speak again for a while.Although Luo Lu was puzzled, she didn't ask any further questions.After all, it's not uncommon for Her Majesty the Demon Emperor and Pei Shengsu to be at odds with each other.

The two walked straight to the exit of the palace along the nearest path, but before going out, they met a monk of the human race.

"The King of Taoism is boundless."

Yan Zhiyi paused, glanced at him coldly, and pursed his lips to say his name.

"It's down."

The man with fox eyes was tall and thin with a white face and an air of a scholar.At this time, he was smiling and raised his hand to form a formation, and saluted Yan Zhiyi respectfully.

"Stop talking nonsense and be alone."

Yan Zhiyi flicked his sleeves and said calmly.

"I came here to form an alliance with His Majesty."

Wang Wuliang squeezed the floating dust in his hands, and said in a warm voice.

"Pei Sheng is old after all, so it is inevitable that he is a bit biased. If the human race can change to a new leader, maybe the relationship with the Yaozu and you will be closer."

He got straight to the point, and vaguely stated his intentions.

This is to find Yan Zhiyi to form an alliance, and wants to use her hand to bring down Pei Qingyan and take over the position.

Yan Zhiyi raised his hand to caress his temples, and suddenly smiled.

The smile is cold and the killing intent is cold.

boom!

The barrier of the formation was broken, and the surrounding flames sprang up, and as the woman's white and slender fingertips condensed, they finally turned into golden crow fireworks and shot towards Wang Wuliang.

In just a split second, before Wang Wuliang's face changed suddenly to react, his whole body was blown away by the blow. Fortunately, he quickly raised his hand and performed a magic trick to almost save his life.

"Yan Zhiyi!"

The man was frightened and angry, and looked up, but met a pair of fierce and indifferent eyes.

Arrogant and contemptuous, full of murderous intent.

Yan Zhiyi unhurriedly helped Fuyao in her bun, walked towards him with her hands behind her back, looked down at the man in a state of embarrassment, and asked softly with her lips curled up:

"What kind of thing are you?"

"Also worthy of mentioning Pei Qingyan?"

She used to hate that cold coffin-like woman, but this is her business.

Where did this bastard come from?

Delusion to replace Pei Qingyan as the leader of the human race?

ridiculous.

If she had met such idiots in the past, Yan Zhiyi might still be interested in playing with them, but unfortunately she is in a strange mood today, just hearing these incomprehensible words makes her feel hostile, and she doesn't have the heart to play house with idiots .

Yan Zhiyi glanced at him lightly at last, her eyes were fierce and calculating.

Consider whether to kill the idiot in front of you now.

The white fingertips moved slightly, and finally let go.

Yan Zhiyi leaned sideways, his eyes swept lightly over the woman who suddenly appeared not far away, he frowned slightly, and the killing intent in his heart dissipated slightly.

How about giving her face?

The Demon Emperor led the people he had brought away, leaving a mess on the ground.

Everyone was speechless, and had a new understanding of the demon emperor's presumptuousness, but they didn't dare to say a word.

The person who didn't know what he said to the Demon Emperor just now had several tendons broken by the blow, and now he is still lying on the ground!

Something was really wrong today, even Luo Lu could see something strange about her, but after asking, she was at a loss, and Yan Zhiyi didn't know what the problem was.

When she fell asleep at night, she hung the long dress on the shelf in the room and looked it over carefully. Every time she glanced at it, she remembered what the woman said, and became more and more annoyed.

Pei Qingyan Pei Qingyan Pei Qingyan.

damn it.

Yan Zhiyi threw the soft pillow on her bed a little annoyed, disgusted with the instigator who made her feel depressed and unhappy all day.

There were not many affairs in hand, and she was not in the mood to deal with anything, so she lay down in a gauze dress and closed her eyes to rest.

That disturbing name kept lingering in her mind, and she was slowly falling asleep after going back and forth like this.

The moonlight was hazy outside the window, and some dim light scattered in the house, allowing the uninvited guest in the night to see clearly the appearance of the girl on the bed.

The figure under the white gauze skirt is graceful and thin, and she is sleeping sideways at this time, the skirt is a little messy, and the softness is faintly visible.Her eyebrows and eyes are no longer as arrogant and reckless as in the past, but they are actually very obedient and charming.

The woman's eyes silently looked at the sleeping girl, shielded her perception with spiritual power, and slowly approached her recklessly.

The slender fingertips paused in mid-air, and finally landed on the girl's snow-white cheeks. They were slightly stiff but gently stroked, and they pulled down the messy skirt for her little by little. .

Pei Qingyan didn't know what happened to her today.

She had never felt such an emotion before, it was very strange, and it was so strong that she was puzzled or even at a loss.

Just like this moment, she never thought that such absurd breaking into the demon realm, sitting by this man's bed, watching this man's sleeping face like a disciple, would happen to her.

She actually heard what Wang Wuliang and Yan Zhiyi said today.

Should have felt nothing.

But when the girl moved her hand and said those two words that seemed to contain protection, Pei Qingyan was inexplicably... joyful.

The sage sat quietly for a while, finally bent down, followed his heart, and took the person on the bed into his arms.

She gently pressed Yan Zhiyi's neck, sending her into a deeper sleep with spiritual power.

Then he hugged the girl so tightly, turned around and burned the formation talisman, left the demon realm and returned to her pavilion.

For the first time in his life, the unworldly sage did something absurd:

She stole the Demon Emperor overnight.

The author has something to say: Qiuqiu: Who deserves to talk about her except me? ! ! (Aww bright claws)

Auntie: So cute, I like it so much, steal it. (quietly)

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