After shrinking, I bent my foe [Cultivation]

It was rare to sleep well, the girl in the white gauze skirt nestled in the arms of the woman, her eyes trembled slightly.There was an inexplicably familiar smell in front of the tip of her nose, but she couldn't remember where she had smelled it for a while. She just felt peaceful and comfortable in her heart, and had some urge to continue to sleep.

Yan Zhiyi moved her fingertips, closed her eyes and wanted to touch her robe hanging by the bed.It's a pity that she didn't touch her robe, but it was warm and soft with her hands.

There are arms around the waist.

Yan Zhiyi's movements froze, and then she opened her eyes suddenly, turned over and grabbed the neck of the person beside her in an instant, and pressed her on the bed, her eyes, which still had a bit of mist, were filled with ferocity and murderous intent.

The whole movement was done in one go, without any hesitation.

It's just a bit bigger, causing the already loose skirts on her shoulders to fall down, revealing a section of white and small shoulders and the snow-white scenery on her chest that cannot be concealed.

The woman let her choke her neck, her eyes paused for a moment, her pupils felt dark, and then she moved away as if she had reacted and was burned, and the base of her ears turned red in an instant.

Yan Zhiyi: ...

Yan Zhiyi almost thought that she hadn't woken up, otherwise how could she wake up so early in the morning and meet this face, and she was still lying in this person's arms!

It was a nightmare.

"Why are you here?"

Yan Zhiyi frowned, exerted a little force with her fingertips, and forced the woman to lift her jaw.

She is now aware that the hands around her waist have not been loosened yet, and a few fingers are placed on them, and they have not been loosened at all.

And the look in this woman's eyes...

Yan Zhiyi squinted her eyes for a while, then paused for a moment on the woman's slightly flushed cheeks, followed her gaze and frowned and lowered her head to glance.

The next moment, the Demon Emperor's face darkened.

"Look what! Let go!"

Yan Zhiyi stretched out her hand in embarrassment to pull up the skirt of her clothes, then moved her waist, pinched the woman's wrist and reprimanded in a low voice.

She pressed her fingertips hard, wishing to crush the two claws on her waist right now.

Simply before the killing intent in her chest was about to erupt, the hands on her waist finally loosened.The woman under him lowered her eyes, and she held her wrist without saying a word, which seemed to be a bit... at your disposal.

Yan Zhiyi: ...

Yan Zhiyi was startled by the thought that crossed her mind.

For the time being, it was too late to care about this, the girl stared coldly at the woman on the bed, her gaze swept over the surrounding plain and elegant furnishings, and she finally knew where this faint sense of disobedience came from.

This is not her room at all!

"...Where is this...?"

The veins on Yaohuang's forehead popped straight out, and he gritted his teeth and squeezed out each word.

The woman looked at her angry look, with a cold and stern look on her beautiful eyebrows, but it reminded Pei Qingyan of how cute and naive she was just overnight, so she gently pinched her fingertips calmly.

When the girl fell asleep, she was completely different from the sharpness when she woke up, she was so docile and soft, and she would... unknowingly rub against her arms like a cub.

There was still a lingering warmth on her fingertips, which made her feel dazed for a moment.

... For some reason, she actually found Yan Zhiyi's angry appearance... very cute.

That's right, the demon king who is so powerful in the upper realm is just a cub who has just grown up among the demon clan.

"this is my room."

The sage never lied, so he told her calmly at this time, and she calmly held her down, as if it wasn't her who broke into the girl's room like a disciple last night.

Yan Zhiyi: "...Are you sick?"

Tens of thousands of anger gathered together, and it actually made Yan Zhiyi laugh angrily.

She opened her lips and was about to say something, but she sensed that the messenger talisman in her ring was ignited, and Luo Lu's voice came from inside.

"Qiaoqiu, aren't you in the room?"

Yan Zhiyi glanced at the person below her and calmed down her anger a little.

"No, come out and do something."

"Oh? What are you going to do? Could it be that His Majesty is still outside to see the beauty?"

After Luo Lu confirmed her safety, she also breathed a sigh of relief, and joked with a light smile.

"Ah."

Yan Zhiyi pursed her lips and sneered, pinched the woman's slender waist casually with her fingertips, and spoke maliciously.

"There are no beauties, but there is a saint."

Before Luo Lu could react, she turned off the communication talisman, then got up and got out of bed, and put on a robe casually.

Yan Zhiyi lowered his head and fastened his belt, and glanced slightly sideways at the woman: "Today's event is isolated and never happened."

"There is no second time."

She was too lazy to explore the woman's purpose and reason, and only planned to triple the formations around her residence when she went back now, so that she would open them when she was resting in the future.

Pei Qingyan watched her put on her clothes and laces quietly, the light in her eyes flickered slightly, and she didn't say anything for a while.

Yan Zhiyi didn't want to see that face again, but felt that all kinds of emotions were mixed together in her heart, which made her a little headache and confused.

For a while, she couldn't figure out exactly what she was feeling, but she was very clear about the source of this emotion.

What a scourge.

The Demon Emperor flicked his sleeves, forcibly broke through the formation in the pavilion, tore apart the talisman paper and left.

The person who was left behind her was still lying on the bed, but now he raised his hand to cover his eyes, and sighed inaudibly.

"came back?"

Luo Lu stood outside the palace door with her hands folded and frowning, she heard footsteps coming from inside, and when she looked back, she met Yan Zhiyi's eyes.When she really saw someone, she breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly turned around and walked over.

"What's going on? Did you go to see Pei Sheng?"

hell.

Yan Zhiyi pursed her lips, she didn't curse, she just nodded vaguely, trying to turn over this ridiculous morning.

"Take care of something."

She took it all.

Luo Lu looked at her carefully, but she didn't see any signs of fighting, her brows were slightly relaxed, and seeing that she didn't want to say more, she didn't continue to question her, she just sighed softly and comforted: "You These days are too busy, and in a few days it will be the priest dance banquet of the White Tiger Clan, so it's good to take this opportunity to rest and relax."

The priest dance feast of the White Tiger Clan is actually a day for fun and dancing within the clan, and for young people to get acquainted with each other, which is somewhat similar to the Qiqiao Festival in the mortal world.

"...No need, I'm going to join in the fun with the children's playthings."

Yan Zhiyi frowned and refused in a low voice.

Luo Lu laughed and shook her head: "Your Majesty, Qiuqiu, you have just come of age, aren't you just a child?"

Seeing that His Majesty the Demon Emperor wanted to refute with some embarrassment, she curled her lips and slowly added a sentence.

"Well, actually, I want to play, and I only hope that His Majesty can have fun with me."

The female devil smiled lowly: "Maybe I can find a queen to come back."

"...Ah Lu!"

At that moment, what flashed through Yan Zhiyi's mind... was actually a familiar face.

She stopped suddenly, but she lacked confidence when she spoke.

Luo Lu just thought she was ashamed and annoyed, and didn't care too much. She smiled lightly and followed the Demon Emperor to the study to discuss matters.

However, a few days later, the priest dance banquet.

Although Yan Zhiyi talked disdainfully, she was still dragged by Luo Lu to put on a mask and mix in with the clansmen.

The bonfire is rising, and there are lights and festoons everywhere.The tribesmen put on various masks and costumes of the White Tiger tribe, and danced to the music around them.The long skirts and short robes floated and intertwined, the singing and music became more and more enthusiastic, and the crisp sound of bells was everywhere. As the flames burned vigorously, the young people had already let go of their dancing postures and voices.

The aroma of wine and barbecue overflowed, and the solemn and dignified elders sat on the ground at this moment, toasting together on the lawn, and even indulged the provocations and invitations of young people to compete for wine.

It's been a long time since I've been so relaxed.

Yan Zhiyi was dragged by Luo Lu into a dance circle of the tribe, and danced along with them helplessly, only caressing the mask on her face, and fixed it with spiritual power so that it would not fall off.

Laughter lingered in her ears, and the young man's carefree and fearless voice was full of spirit, and she couldn't help but bend her lips slightly when she listened to it.

This is just the beginning, but the atmosphere of the dance banquet is already so enthusiastic that people can almost forget their troubles and chores.

"Do you want to drink with me?"

The more wanton devil asked with a smile in his ear.

Yan Zhiyi glanced at her, but also hooked her lips in response.

"Are you still afraid of you?"

The Demon Emperor returned her arrogantly.

In fact, they don't like wine, and the drink is just for the fun of it.

Back and forth, both of them drank too much.

Yan Zhiyi was leaning against the low table with a wine glass in her hands, her eyes were a little dazed, and she squinted her eyes and looked up at the sky above her head.

"...Today's moon is really round."

She murmured in a low voice, raised her head and drank the wine in her hand in one gulp.

In the past, the priest's dance banquet was held by Grandma, and the moon was always so round and bright at that time.On this day, her grandmother would put on her best attire, pray for the priests of the tribe, and then sit on the grass with her mother, grilling meat and drinking wine.

But Qiuqiu always excitedly dragged his three elder brothers into the clan to sing and dance. He wore a large robe or long skirt, and held hands with the clansmen who couldn't see their faces clearly while wearing masks, laughing and laughing in circles around the bonfire.

Luo Lu propped her head, followed her words and lazily raised her eyes to glance at the silver plate in the sky, the corners of her lips moved, but she didn't say a word.

What is there to say?

I always miss my hometown in the bright moon.

It's ridiculous that one of them lost their hometown, and the other lost their close relatives. Seeing the bright moon in the sky, their hearts were empty and their words were powerless, and they didn't know where to start.

Yan Zhiyi closed her eyes, her mind was a little unclear at the moment, maybe she was a little drunk from drinking too much.

However, wine can relieve thousands of worries. When you are not happy, you can still drink wine to calm down.

She suddenly grabbed the handle of the jug and drank the remaining half of the jug.

"……I won."

With a low smile, Yan Zhiyi threw the empty pot in front of Luo Lu, and stood up while supporting the table, feeling a little unsteady on her feet.

Luo Lu buried her head in a muffled smile, and said again and again: "You win, you win, Your Majesty is a good drinker."

They were all a little drunk.

Yan Zhiyi snorted softly, and just like that, re-entered the group of dancing clansmen reeking of alcohol, and followed them around the bonfire.There are also men and women who look at each other on the side, and they are making out with each other at the moment.

The white skirt is swaying, and the gold-patterned belt around the waist outlines the slender curves.The woman's bun was swaying slightly, dancing lightly under the light of fireworks, and she was about to fly.

Look into the human eye, charming the soul.

Suddenly, the alcohol was paralyzed for a moment, and Yan Zhiyi felt dizzy and staggered, very unsteady.

The golden bell bracelet on her wrist rang softly, and before she could react, she was hugged into a warm embrace.

It's a familiar breath.

There was light in Yan Zhiyi's eyes, and he didn't speak or move for a while.

"...Be careful."

The person wearing the mask had his white hair tied up today and was wearing a long gray-blue dress. He said something in a low voice.

Such a big shelf.

Yan Zhiyi squinted her eyes and snorted, she might be really confused at the moment, she raised her fingertips to pinch the woman's chin: "So what if I'm not careful?"

"Will it fall?"

The woman looked at her with lowered eyes, her eyes were light and serious, as if she was looking at the face beneath her through a mask.

"……Won't."

"I can take it."

The white-haired sage answered the question seriously.

"Can you handle it?"

Yan Zhiyi repeated it lightly, and tapped her chest with some amusement.

"Who are you? Why did you pick me up?"

"I won't pick it up for you."

The drunken demon emperor murmured in a low voice, humming and pushing the woman's shoulder.

Usually her voice was sharp and cold, but at this moment she seemed to be acting like a baby in a daze, so soft that she couldn't be bothered.

Pei Qingyan looked at her silently, her lips suddenly curved slightly: "How can I be worthy of catching you?"

This question was difficult for the Demon Emperor, who told her to stop what she was doing, tilt her head and think carefully with what little consciousness she had left.

"Only my partner can, not you."

Yan Zhiyi replied solemnly.

Her close relatives and partners can, but strangers are not allowed to hug.

"...Why can't I?"

The woman slowly moved closer and hugged her tighter.

"How can I be your partner?"

Pei Qingyan asked softly.

Yan Zhiyi stared at her in a daze, as if she couldn't react. After a while, she suddenly asked, "Do you have black black iron chains?"

Pei Qingyan: ...?

"……Have."

Not long ago, someone presented a pair of fairy locks to the saint, which were black.

Yan Zhiyi blinked her eyes, and said softly: "Then give it to me, let me lock you up, and you will be my partner."

Pei Qing said: "...why?"

Yan Zhiyi answered her seriously: "My partner can only be mine, only I can touch her, I want to lock her up where only I can see."

The Demon Emperor pondered for a moment: "I want to lock her in my room."

Full of terrifying possessiveness.

Pei Qingyan looked at her carefully, then smiled with her head lowered and her lips drawn together.

"it is good."

It coincides with her thoughts.

"Let's go then."

Yan Zhiyi came to his senses, grabbed the woman's hand and staggered back.

"Qiaoqiu, what are you doing?"

The devil lying on the low table saw her and asked a casual question.

"Lock your wife."

The Yaohuang didn't turn his head, and responded with great interest.

Luo Lu: ...?

what?

The female demon squinted her eyes at them, her eyes were a little dazed, and she only vaguely saw that she had grabbed a woman and dragged her to one place.

lock what?

What daughter-in-law?

Luo Lu propped her head and thought about it carefully, but finally she was powerless and got down on the ground.

Forget it, let her lock it.

Nothing big will happen.

"Your name is Qiuqiu?"

The woman pulled by her suddenly asked softly.

Yan Zhiyi was staggering back, and answered casually.

"My nickname is... Qiuqiu."

She shook her head, feeling that her head was getting more and more dizzy, and her speech was a little slurred.

"My aunt and aunt are called that..."

She paused suddenly, looked back at the woman, and thought hard.

"When you become my partner, you can also call it that."

Yan Zhiyi raised her jaw and gave her this honor.

The woman hooked her lips and nodded slightly: "Okay."

This section of the road is really difficult to walk at this time, and she also let the servants go quickly for the big banquet in the clan today, so in the hall, only the formations are in operation, and there is no sound.

It's finally here.

Yan Zhiyi held the door and covered her head to relax, feeling blurry in front of her eyes.

What kind of wine did you drink today?

Why is it so strong?

The interior of the house is gorgeously furnished and the colors are strong, which is her usual favorite style.

The woman glanced around silently, and her eyes finally stopped on the girl.

"But it's hard?"

Pei Qingyan wanted to get some medicine to sober her up, but was interrupted.

"The chains and the chains?"

Yan Zhiyi tugged at her sleeve, asked with a frown.

The woman looked at her, and took it out of the ring space and gave it to her.

Sure enough, it is black, black iron.

Yan Zhiyi squinted her eyes and looked at it carefully, very satisfied.

She grabbed the woman's hand and led her to the bed, then bent down and carefully put a chain on her wrist, and locked the chain on her bed.

After finally finishing these things, she tilted her head to look, bent her lips, and smiled with two small dimples and pointed canine teeth.

"Well, you are my partner."

Yan Zhiyi nodded solemnly, and leaned over to imprint a stamp on the woman's forehead.

Then she got up angrily, pointed to the dark green dress hanging on the hanger not far away, and complained to the woman, "That human Pei Qingyan dared to humiliate me like a phoenix!"

Pei Qingyan: ...

The woman was startled, and just about to open her mouth, she heard the girl continue with red eyes.

"I'm obviously the Golden Crow! Who looks like a phoenix!"

The more Yan Zhiyi talked, the more wronged she became, she spun around in a circle in anger, grabbed the soft pillow on the bed and fell down angrily.

...too cute.

The woman silently closed her mouth, and stretched out her hand to embrace the angry and wronged girl into her arms.

"Don't be angry."

"Hmph, help me beat her!"

The girl put her arms around her neck, and snuggled in her arms.

"it is good."

"I'll help you beat her."

Pei Qingyan's usually calm eyes overflowed with a little smile, and gently imitated the girl's action just now and kissed the girl's forehead.

How can it be so... cute?

The saint sighed silently.

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