After shrinking, I bent my foe [Cultivation]

"Pei Shengren, Pei Shengren, think about it, it's been a few days since you have been a director?"

Yan Zhiyi leaned sideways with his head propped up to look down at the person beside him, just in time to meet the woman's bright eyes that were no longer cold, couldn't help but curled his lips into a teasing smile, stretched out his fingertips to pinch the woman's chin.

She was only wearing a white gauze dress with a loose neckline, and the exposed skin was full of ambiguous blushing marks, even on the wrist that was supporting her head at this time.

Pei Qingyan pursed her lips, looked up at her, and quickly lowered her eyes when they touched those ambiguous imprints declaring sovereignty, and put her arms around the girl's waist without saying a word.

Xuan Tie locked the girl's wrist, making her powerless to resist every night.Pei Qingyan's love for the first time is also the first time to taste love. It's really a matter of taste and taste, and she can't stop.The sweetheart is by her side, bound by chains and free to pick and choose, even she can't stop the urge to profane and play.

She loves the charming and enchanting girl when she blooms for her.

Yan Zhiyi glanced at her expression at the moment, buried her head in a muffled smile.

"what happened?"

Pei Qingyan helplessly brushed away the white hair scattered in front of her forehead, and finally couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile when she saw her curved brows and eyes.

"If people outside know that I have seduced a saint, they will have to send me another post to scold people."

"How to do how to do?"

"Qiaoqiu doesn't want to be scolded~"

Yan Zhiyi hugged the woman's neck closer, and breathed softly in her ear.

"Who scolded you?"

Pei Qingyan hugged her tightly, frowning slightly, her face turned cold.

"No one will scold you. If they dare to scold you, I will call you back."

She looked at the worry and fear in the girl's brows, and ignored the smile in the girl's eyes for a moment. She just lowered her head and kissed her brow in distress, and comforted her in a low voice.

If it wasn't possible, she wanted to beat herself who had reprimanded the Demon Emperor in the palace before, so how could she endure others insulting her lover?

"Okay, Ah Yan, why are you so cute?"

Yan Zhiyi laughed, raised his hand and pinched the woman's cheek.

It's over, it's over, isn't this the same as the faint king who was ruined by the demon concubine and ruined the country in the book she read when she was young?

Pei Qingyan blinked, and silently pulled the girl back into her arms who was almost laughing out loud, then hugged the girl without saying a word, and just quietly looked at her smiling face.

It can be said that they have tasted all the wonderful things in the world in this room. They have done a lot of absurd things in the daytime, and they have been abandoned for a few days, and the paperwork is unreasonable.

They played tacitly until each of them received an invitation from the ghost clan of the ghost domain.

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Fu Ying.

Yan Zhiyi leaned casually on the back of the chair, frowned and looked at this plain and elegant invitation card over and over again, unconsciously tapped the armrest of the chair with her fingertips, and lowered her eyes to think for a moment.

The last time the ghost domain opened and the soul clan held a grand ceremony, they sent invitations to her. The leader of the soul clan at that time was clearly called... Nanrong Gu, has it changed in a hundred years?

Besides...

Yan Zhiyi squinted her eyes, and gently slid her fingertips over the surname.

Huang Quan is graded by surname, and among the noble surnames she knows... there is no Fu surname.

"are you going?"

Someone behind him bent over and kissed her earlobe, and asked in a low voice.

"Go, why not go?"

Yan Zhiyi casually threw the invitation down, smiled lightly and turned around to exchange a lingering kiss.

"...It's kind of interesting."

It was like a clear bell in the chaos, letting her escape from the state of indulging in this period of time, making her faintly ready.

The ghost domain opened wide, the soul clan held a banquet, and invitations were sent all over the upper realm.

Originally this kind of grand banquet, the Demon Emperor basically refused directly without pretense, but this time he actually gave a reply, which surprised everyone.

Today Yan Zhiyi picked out a long dress with gold patterns that she had worn when she first became the patriarch, with her white hair partly tied up and a pendant between her eyebrows, she led a group of people straight to her place and sat down.

Although he looked a lot gentler, before he took his seat, he didn't give anyone else a look, and he was as arrogant as ever.

The soul race held a banquet, and both the human race and the monster race were guests, so naturally they would not sit in the main seat.

Coincidentally, the seats of Pei Qingyan and Yan Zhiyi happened to be facing each other across the hall, and they could see each other as soon as they raised their eyes.

This is probably what they are most satisfied with.

Pei Qingyan looked at the girl sipping tea with downcast eyes, and a faint smile flashed in her eyes.

In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, she didn't stare at it for a long time, and quickly withdrew her gaze calmly, raised her hand to pick up the tea bowl and took a sip, feeling that today's tea is fragrant but not astringent, and the aftertaste is more unusual.

Yan Zhiyi twitched her brows slightly, covered the smile on her lips with her cup, and lightly raised her eyes to glance at the woman opposite.

Sitting upright.

Luo Lu stood behind her, and from the corner of her eye, she saw the eyebrows and lawsuits between the two, and sighed helplessly in her heart.

[Your Majesty, don't look at it, your eyes are going to be fixed on it. 】

She hugged her chest and smiled in a tone, and she had to cooperate with a cold and fierce look on her face, which was really hard.

Yan Zhiyi paused with her fingertips, blinked her eyes, turned her head to look at her, and met the witch's smiling and playful eyes, and immediately raised her hand to caress her temples uncomfortably, and slowly turned back.

[Be careful. 】

His Majesty the Demon Emperor said with a straight face.

Luo Lu clenched her fists and covered her lips with a low smile, not teasing the thin-skinned Demon Emperor anymore.

"It's rare for Your Majesty to show up."

The grand ceremony began, and there were hilarious singing and dancing inside and outside the hall.During the banquet, except for the patriarch of the soul clan who sat high on the steps and did not make a sound, the rest of the people began to warm up, toasting and socializing with each other, but it seemed harmonious.

Yan Zhiyi was half leaning on the back of the chair, holding the teacup and drinking slowly, from time to time she glanced at the woman opposite her from the corner of her eye, it was rare for her to feel peaceful and joyful in such a situation that made her feel so hypocritical.She doesn't look for trouble, but she always wants to come to her without fear of death.At this time, one of the leaders of the demon clan held up the wine glass and toasted her from afar, smiling and saying warmly.

The words are gentle, and every word is thorny.

Pei Qingyan frowned slightly, a layer of frost covered her indifferent and calm brows, put down the tea bowl, and looked towards the demon who was speaking.

The scene froze slightly because of this sentence, and the laughter paused for a moment.

In the silence, everyone either waited intently or gloated or... hung their heads and couldn't bear to look...

Seeing the people from the demon clan was unfamiliar, it must be the first time Fang promoted to attend the banquet.

Poor thing, even if you want to mess with Pei Sheng, don't mess with the Demon Emperor.

Didn't his predecessors teach this truth?

Everyone's eyes secretly fell on the woman in the white skirt. They only watched her hold the teacup and sip her mouth lightly. Then she casually raised her eyes and glanced at the demons, and opened her red lips lightly:

"Fuck your ass."

He is so contemptuous and arrogant, he doesn't bother to give even half a sympathy.

The demons were startled when they heard the words, and then furious, they looked straight at her, meeting those dark and cold pupils.There is even a little bit of banter and fun like watching a clown in it.

It was clear that he was standing at this time, but this man seemed to be looking at a humble servant kneeling in front of him.

How humiliating? !

"What is the meaning of this, my lord?! Is this a toast that looks down on me and other demons?"

Yan Zhiyi casually put the teacup away, raised her fingertips to caress the gold jewelry in her hair, and slightly curled her lips: "It's not that I don't like it, it's that I'm very surprised."

"I've always known that the demons have elegant tastes. They like to raise some exotic livestock. They are deeply affectionate and treat them as brothers and sisters. Today, I have seen it."

The Demon Emperor lowered his fingertips and covered the corners of his lips lightly: "They are not discarded in the grand ceremony of the soul clan, and it is admirable to bring this to the hall."

In the quiet hall, several people raised their sleeves to cover their faces, hiding their uncontrollable smiles.

This is pointing at the leader's nose and calling him a foreign animal!

What is heterogeneous?

This is a bug thing that is lower than livestock.

Pei Qingyan blinked her eyes, and couldn't take her eyes away from the sarcastic girl, so she silently put her worries back into her stomach.

……so cute.

The sage lowered his head silently, and bent his lips imperceptibly.

Yan Zhiyi was looking away, but he caught a glimpse of his saint laughing with his head down, and couldn't help but pause.

It's so cute that she feels instantly better just by looking at it.

Too lazy to entangle with these idiots, she finally glanced at the seat of the Demon Race, tapped the desk lightly, and sent a warning.

"Livestock are barking, and Gu is upset. If there is a next time, Gu doesn't suggest helping Moyu clean up some things that don't obey discipline."

This time, it was another Demon Realm leader who came forward to answer her.At this time, he stood up and bowed his head, bowing respectfully, it should be yes.

"I'm really sorry for disturbing Your Majesty."

Yan Zhiyi raised her eyebrows and said nothing.

This grand ceremony was fairly peaceful, but there was a bit of weirdness everywhere.

The patriarch of the soul clan who invited them here never showed his face, and even the person who passed the word was another elder of the noble soul clan.

During the banquet, Yan Zhiyi frowned and glanced at the high steps, then looked at the woman opposite, pinching the fingertips in her sleeves slightly.

She had a vague premonition of the coming of misfortune.

It's a pity that it was beyond the Yaohuang's expectation that it was her family's saint who had an accident before Fu Ying.

During the civil strife among the human race, Pei Sheng was locked up in the high pavilion, and the owner of the Xingyan Pavilion changed positions.

When he heard the news, the Demon Emperor was drinking tea with the female devil to discuss matters in a good mood.Suddenly, he received an urgent summons. Hearing the news just after tearing it apart, the Demon Emperor's expression suddenly turned cold, and he crushed the teacup in his hand.

Yan Zhiyi stood up suddenly, flung his sleeves and walked towards the layman.

"Where is the ball going?"

Luo Lu pinched the communication talisman, subconsciously raised her voice and asked when she saw her walking.

"My daughter-in-law has been wronged, so go and snatch her back."

With a cold face, Yan Zhiyi said without looking back.

Pei Qingyan was sitting in the tall pavilion, surrounded by arrays of prisons, imprisoned by layers of invisible chains.

There was no light in the pavilion, she sat with her eyes downcast for a moment, then lightly lit a candle for herself, which produced some light.However, the woman Fang lowered her head and lit the candle, and saw the shadow reflected on the ground beside her, standing silently.

Pei Qingyan was startled for a moment, then raised her eyes to look at the girl with frosty eyes, and she couldn't help but pause in her heart.

"ball……"

Just as she opened her mouth to say something, she was bullied and pressed to the edge of the desk, her wrist was pinched extremely tightly, as if she wanted to crush her bones.

"Begging for what?"

Yan Zhiyi let out a low breath, and bit her neck hard.

"Is this what you said that you won't be the Pavilion Master soon?"

The girl's eyes were scarlet, and there was an uncontrollable hostility around her eyebrows.At any rate, he lowered his head and slightly concealed the expression on his face at this time, so that the woman never saw it.

Only she knows what she felt when she saw the woman trapped in the cage just now.

Her lover, a lofty saint, was humiliated and imprisoned in a high pavilion by a formation.

At that moment, Yan Zhiyi's heart was full of violence, wishing she could kill all the human races that brought her here.

at all costs.

"……pain."

The silver-white long dress was spread on the floor, and the woman with her white hair loose, indulged in letting the girl bite her neck fiercely like a prey.His white fingertips gently stroked the girl's white hair, silently comforting her.

After a long time, when Yan Zhiyi slowly loosened her teeth, she lowered her eyes and spoke softly.

Yan Zhiyi paused with her fingertips and raised her eyes to look at her.

"...You deserve the pain."

The girl cursed in a low voice, then pursed her lips again, and leaned up to lick the bite mark just now with some distress.

"...I want a snack, I'm hungry."

Where can a saint be hungry?

Such a clumsy way of acting like a baby can be seen through at a glance, but the anger in Yan Zhiyi's heart is slowly and powerlessly extinguished.

Clumsy and cute.

Yan Zhiyi was silent for a moment, then bent down and picked her up, hugging her tightly into her arms.

"...I don't have any snacks for you to eat, I'll have a long memory when I'm hungry."

Yan Zhiyi waved his sleeves to destroy all the formations here, tore apart the teleportation formation and carried the woman into the demon realm.

Pei Qingyan lowered her head, pursed her lips and remained silent.

In that way, there is actually some grievance.

Yan Zhiyi lowered her eyes and glanced, the corners of her lips moved, and then she frowned.

"Where does it hurt?"

The woman nestled in her arms and put her arms around her neck. She didn't raise her head when she heard the words, but just buried herself in her arms and murmured, "It hurts everywhere."

The Demon Emperor said silently, "...Go back and apply the medicine for you."

Yan Zhiyi was really helpless with her appearance, sighed and lowered her head and kissed the woman's white hair: "Since you won't be the pavilion master of the human race, you can be my queen, and I can give you whatever you want." Come on, why bother to eat that sin."

Pei Qingyan looked up at her, with a soft smile in her eyes, she pursed her lips and nodded obediently.

Yan Zhiyi sighed inwardly, and hugged her even tighter.

At night, the newly appointed Queen of the Monster Race still had some snacks.

The always arrogant Demon Emperor made it for her by himself according to the recipe of the human race.

The author has something to say: By the way, does anyone remember Fu Ying?I mentioned it once before~~Only once~~

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