Huangquan Roadside Inn

"No relationship?" Mingjun repeated Xueya's words, and his eyes fell on Baixi who was on the throne of the demon king, his eyes were hot, and there was a little anger: "He is from the underworld, the demon king Do you still want to say that you have nothing to do with me in Hades?"

Xueya glanced back at Baixi, a trace of embarrassment flashed across her face, and then disappeared, her aura remained undiminished, she looked at Mingjun: "So what, Baixi saved my life, he was invited by me guest, and you are not."

Mingjun's eyes didn't move away from Bai Xi's body, Bai Xi who looked directly was a little embarrassed, got up and walked towards him, and bowed to him politely: "My subordinates pay homage to Mingjun."

"Is the injury healed?" Ming Jun changed his previous stern aura and was so soft that even Xueya was surprised.

"It's much better." Bai Xi nodded and answered truthfully.

Mingjun stretched out his hand, and the golden whistle that was supposed to be in the hands of the boy from Zheliu Village now lay quietly in Mingjun's hands: "Your."

There is no doubt, but affirmation, and there is a small reminder in the tone.Bai Xi was overjoyed and put the whistle around his neck: "I was afraid that I would not have time to blow the whistle, so I gave it to that child."

"Hmm." Ming Jun responded lightly.Bai Xi was stunned, and a doubt flashed in his heart.

Why did he explain the use of the whistle to Mingjun, and why Mingjun answered so smoothly is really strange.

Xueya stretched out her hand and grabbed Bai Xi's wrist, pulling him to her side: "Bai Xi is my guest at Wan Yao Ridge, please please, Lord Ming. When Bai Xi recovers, I will send him off go back."

Ming Jun looked up at Xue Ya's provocative eyes, it's not that he couldn't hear the demon king's order to drive him away, but Bai Xi was here, and he came here to pick him up, so he wouldn't go back alone like this.

"Since I haven't recovered well, I will stay in Shenyuan." Mingjun said suddenly, but after seeing the corners of Xueya's mouth about to rise, he immediately added: "It's just about Zheliu Village, I still have something to ask He, I'm afraid, has to disturb the Demon King."

"What, you want to stay?" Xue Ya was extremely surprised, and quickly hid Bai Xi behind her: "I didn't invite you."

"Your Majesty." Yun Buzhi called softly behind him: "This matter is a matter of the Underworld, so don't interfere."

"Shut up." Xueya turned her head and glared at him, then looked at Mingjun again: "You are not welcome in Wan Yao Ridge."

"Then I can only take him away." Mingjun was naturally not to be outdone, and stretched out his hand towards Baixi.

Bai Xi looked at the two people who were arguing endlessly in front of him, a little at a loss, Xueya's hand on his wrist was getting tighter and tighter, but Ming Jun's hand was also stretched out in front of him, Bai Xi sighed, and walked towards Ming Jun silently go.

But just after taking half a step, Xueya immediately said: "Guardian Yun, prepare two rooms, the Emperor of the Underworld wants to stay here overnight."

"Of order." Yun Buzhi sighed, his gaze stayed on Bai Xi for a moment, and then he exited the main hall.

"Thank you, Demon King." Mingjun pretended to raise his hand to salute Xueya, but he turned his face away and snorted coldly, ignoring him at all, just looking at Baixi reluctantly:

"Since Mingjun is here, you should have a good talk with him. If he dares to scold you, you should call for help. I will come to save you."

Only then did Baixi let out a long sigh of relief, but he was also extraordinarily at ease, nodding vigorously in response, and then followed Mingjun towards the outside of the hall.

When the backs of the two of them disappeared in front of the palace gate, Xueya, who had been holding on all the time, immediately fell to the ground, and the dark red blood soaked the snow-white clothes little by little.

Yun Buzhi, who had arranged for the room to return, saw Xueya lying on the ground, rushed over and carefully helped him up: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

"Just now I fought against the Emperor of the Underworld, and the wound was opened." Xue Ya's lips lost their color visible to the naked eye, and they were extremely pale.

Yun Buzhi picked him up and walked towards the inner hall, with a complex expression on his face: "Is it worth it, Your Majesty? He is a man in the underworld."

"It's worth it." Xueya smiled wryly, and Yuyun didn't know how to put herself on the wide bed, and after sitting cross-legged, Yuyun healed his luck.

Yun didn't know how to pinch his fingers, and tapped several places on Xueya's back in turn, and then pinched it so that it almost touched on Xueya's vest, but after a while, Xueya, who was originally pale, gradually returned to a rosy color. color.

"Don't tell Axi about this matter." Xue Ya was sweating profusely, but she still didn't forget to turn her head and ask Yun Buzhi.

Yun Buzhi's eyes were deep and deep, he looked at Xueya for a while, then clasped his fists and agreed, but he still asked uneasy:

"Your Majesty, you should know what the protective heart scale means to our Jiaolong clan. You took off your own protective heart scale to heal the wounds of the person in the underworld, and your subordinates can't persuade you. You can only do whatever you want. The injury on the heart scale of the lower guardian cannot be healed by magic power, so this subordinate also advises the king to take care of himself, and if there is something to do, he can just tell his subordinates."

Xueya smiled at Yunzhi, then lay obediently on the bed, covered the quilt: "I'll rest now, protect the law and don't talk about it, okay?"

Looking at Xueya's appearance, Yun Buzhi flashed a hint of helplessness in his expression, got out of bed, and saluted Xueya: "Then your majesty will rest well, and the subordinates will call you again at dinner."

"En." Xue Ya responded, and Yun Zhi didn't leave the apse until he saluted again.

In Baixi's recuperating room, Mingjun Linya stood with his hands behind his back. Hearing the sound of rushing water and the sound of footsteps behind him, he turned his head to look at him.

Bai Xi stood behind Mingjun, looking at his mask with some embarrassment, then lowered his head: "I don't know, Mingjun will find this place."

"If I don't come, will you not go back to Huangquan?" Mingjun stood sideways, with strange mountains and waterfalls behind him, making his masked face even more gloomy.

Bai Xi lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Ming Jun's face: "Yes, I will go back, it's just..."

"It's just that you can't bear him?" Ming Jun's question was very light, but Bai Xi could still hear the anger hidden in his tone.

"I've been with Xueya for two years, so I'm naturally reluctant." Bai Xi replied cautiously, but he really didn't understand how he offended his boss.

"That's all right, I won't let you see him again." Ming Jun's tone was soft, but it made Bai Xi look up at him in surprise.

Ming Jun raised his hand, took off the mask that covered his face, raised his eyes lightly, eyes half covered with long eyelashes were full of sincerity, the mask was gently removed from his face, and the moment he showed his face again, At a loss, Bai Xi took half a step back and sat down on the couch.

He had seen that face before...

"Jin Hong..." Bai Xi blurted out accidentally, then covered his mouth again, and looked at him in disbelief.

This day was the same as the first time he was a ferryman to extradite souls, with ups and downs, one soul chasing another, and he was not given time to breathe.

The little white bug he kept by his side was the demon king of Wanyao Ridge. The Jinhong who gave him a golden whistle and kissed him before was actually his boss...

And before that, he stepped on him.

Bai Xi clutched his chest, quickly turned his face away to adjust his emotions, then turned his face and looked at Ming Jun: "Ming Jun is joking, this... how can you be Ming Jun, how can Ming Jun be you ?”

"Did you never know that my name is Jin Hong?" Ming Jun looked at Bai Xi's extremely distorted expression, feeling a little helpless.

Bai Xi shook his head vigorously: "The name of Lord Ming is taboo, those of us who are subordinates dare not mention it."

Ming Jun nodded and took a deep breath, calming his breath, and believed Bai Xi's words, and then walked over to Bai Xi and sat down.

As soon as Naihe sat down, Bai Xi stood up, still standing very well.

Ming Jun raised his eyes and stared at him: "Sit down."

"Subordinates dare not." Bai Xi buried his head even lower.

"I order you to sit down."

Hearing Mingjun's tone changed, Bai Xi sat down on the couch, but only sat on half of her buttocks, and her back was still straight.

"Sit closer." Mingjun ordered again.

Bai Xi glanced sideways, propped up on the edge of the couch and moved an inch to his side, but didn't want to be grabbed by Mingjun's arm and pulled to her side:

"Crap."

Bai Xi let out a long breath, pondered for a moment before saying:

"By the way, Mingjun, the walking corpses that appeared in Zheliu Village were not accidental. It seems that someone did it on purpose. The soul and the entity are connected together. If you want to get rid of the walking corpses, the souls will definitely be wiped out."

Ming Jun stared sideways at Bai Xi's brows and eyes when he was speaking seriously, and then said: "What else?"

"According to Qingxinzhu's instructions, my subordinates should have found the location of the walking corpse king, but they were taken one step ahead by the demons. When my subordinates arrived, they did not find the walking corpse king. However, my subordinates always feel that this is a strange thing. It's strange, it's a coincidence that the demons went there, it seems that they knew we would go back in advance."

After Bai Xi finished speaking, he turned his head, and happened to meet Mingjun's deep eyes, and the picture of him kissing him in Zhongcheng Wang's house suddenly popped up in his mind, which made his cheeks blush, and avoided Mingjun's eyes line of sight.

"This walking corpse king should be cursed, so anyone who has been bitten and wounded by him and turned into a walking corpse will do the same," Ming Jun said hastily.

"This subordinate also thinks so, but the walking corpse was captured by the demons, and a disciple of the Yuxu Sect was also captured by Jun Buye. This time, it was really a miscalculation." Bai Xi sighed.

"It's just that you and Lu Yao are fine, otherwise, the Yuxu Sect may not be able to keep it." Ming Jun said lightly, but Bai Xi was surprised and looked sideways:

"Why?"

"His disciples acted recklessly. If my subordinates are injured because of this, do you think I will easily spare them?" Mingjun reached out and pinched Bai Xi's jaw, with a firm aura.

Bai Xi looked into his eyes and burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Ming Jun frowned slightly.

Bai Xi thought for a while, and then said: "I heard from two young disciples of the Kunlun Sect that Lord Ming supervised Huaqing High God to shave the bones of his disciple because the ferryman was seriously injured."

"This matter is half-truth and half-false." Mingjun released Baixi's jaw, stood up and looked at the mountain waterfall in the distance.