After the rebirth, the delicate master is really fragrant by the apprentices

"Master Sixin, we really have to obey the orders of the demon lord. We have waited for the demon lord for more than 200 years. Are we going to give up like this?"

"Yes, but Lord Sixin's son is in the hands of the devil, otherwise we would have turned against him long ago."

There was a trace of sadness on the face of Si Xinmo, "Wait a little longer, I believe Lord Mozun will definitely come back."

There was a sound from a stone pillar in front of him.

Lihun stopped in his tracks, and waved his hand at Ye Junyan who was behind him.

He walked over lightly, hid in a corner, and listened to the conversation inside the pillar.

These people... it sounds like they belong to the Mozun faction, so it's easy to handle.

Lihun's little hand grabbed a handful of snow from the ground, held it into a snowball, and threw it over.

"Who!"

"Who the hell, come out for me!"

Two men wearing black masks and holding knives rushed out of the door.

Ye Junyan's black figure was as fast as a ghost, and he reached out to grab the throats of the two.

"You... who are you?"

The demon was strangled by the throat, and his voice was a little hoarse.

Lihun's small body circled Ye Junyan twice, and he almost failed to send Ye Junyan a firework to celebrate.

"Demon Venerable, he is the Demon Venerable, the Demon Venerable you have been thinking about is back!"

"Demon Lord!"

When Si Xin Mo heard these two words, he was stunned. He immediately stood up from his seat and walked out of the hall quickly.

He...he seemed to say that he heard that the Demon Lord had returned!

"Demon Venerable... Where is Demon Venerable?"

As soon as the heart demon left the entrance of the hall, a black figure came into view.

Like, but not like.

There are some similarities between the eyebrows, but the momentum of the whole body is completely different, the gap is too big.

Mozun is the divine mansion in his mind, how could he become a deserted boy of eighteen or nineteen years old?

Seeing people questioning, Ye Junyan's eyes dimmed, and he grabbed it in the air, and an iron fan composed of twelve feathers, glowing red, appeared in his hand.

"I am the Demon Lord, now you lead someone to find Bingxueguo."

I didn't want to have too much involvement with the demons, I was afraid that Master might misunderstand something, but now there is only one way to find Bingxueguo faster.

The demon of wanton heart stood on one side in a daze, and didn't react for a long time.

If you can hold the Soul-Living Fan in your hand, then you are the Mozun!

With snot and tears, the wanton heart demon wanted to get close to Ye Junyan, but Ye Junyan ruthlessly pushed him away.

Written all over the face, not the master, do not enter!

The Demon Sinner froze for a moment, feeling a little disappointed, he...was he rejected by the Demon Lord?

"Old man, go find it quickly."

Lihun reminded the old man in a low voice that he was afraid that a certain one would get angry and kill him.

After all, he is a person except in front of Jun Qianyin.

"Yes, yes, I will send someone to look for it."

The demons of all kinds of hearts are full of fighting spirit as they walk on the road, the demon king is back, the demon king is really back!

It's not in vain for him to wait for so many years!

However, why the first thing he did when he came back was to find Bingxueguo, shouldn't he kill the devil?

Alas, he didn't dare to ask too much, after all, he was just a subordinate, and he was still a disgusted subordinate.

The Heart Demon shook his head, and led a group of his people to look for Bingxueguo on the edge of the cliff.

After all, he is a tool man.

"Master, someone has already helped us find Bingxueguo, can I put on my shoes?" Lihun asked cautiously with big eyes that were ignorant.

Ye Junyan's eyes were as cold as a cold pool, with a hint of danger, "Impossible."

The three words immediately made Lihun despair, his feet were frozen in the snow, and it was more painful than killing him.

Woooooo...he is so pitiful, he is just a child...

Qingyun Pavilion...

Jun Qianyin half-lyed on the bed and looked at the scenery outside.

Ah Yan has been away for two days and will be back tomorrow.

He touched his face and looked at his hair. Fortunately, nothing changed.

"My lord, this is the medicine I personally boiled for you."

With a smile on his face, Xu Ziyun walked in quickly, holding a bowl of dark soup.

There was a slight smile on the corner of Jun Qianyin's mouth, and his tone was gentle, "Ziyun, you don't need to do these things, just leave it to Yunfu."

"No, I haven't been by Your Majesty's side for two years, and I want to do these things myself."

Xu Ziyun looked at the medicine in the bowl, his eyes became darker and darker.

Jun Qianyin patted the boy's hand, "I am very happy that you can come back."

Xu Ziyun looked at the sincere eyes in Jun Qianyin's eyes, and lowered his eyes as if evading, "Master...quick...take your medicine."

Picking up the spoon, he fed the medicine in the bowl to Jun Qianyin.

The moment the medicine enters the mouth, it is so bitter!

But Ah Yan was not around, and no one brought him candy.

Jun Qianyin forcibly endured it, her brows were slightly frowned, showing a sickly paleness.

"Your Majesty, is it very bitter? Just bear with it, and it won't be hard in a while." Xu Ziyun's face was full of distress.

A moment later, the figure sitting on the bed had lost consciousness, and his hands hung down feebly.

Xu Ziyun half-knelt on the edge of the bed, with a look of guilt on his face.

"My lord, I'm sorry, my life is in the hands of Sect Master Li, I must take you away."

"Don't blame me, back then... you were the one who didn't want me, it was you who insisted on Jun Yan!"

Jun Qianyin couldn't hear anything he said, she leaned against the bed with her head down, her messy hair fell on her chest.

Xu Ziyun looked at the person on the bed obsessively, unable to recover for a long time.

Your Majesty is so beautiful, the most beautiful person he has ever seen.

Xu Ziyun held a pair of white and slender hands in his palms, which was something he had never dared to do before.

Perhaps, he can do more.

Then he let go of Jun Qianyin's hand and set his eyes on his face.

The black butterfly-like eyelashes cast a shadow under the light, and the crimson lips were as dazzling as peach blossoms in March.

Should never have been touched...

Xu Ziyun looked around, he was almost there, and there was no one around at night.

Bending down slightly, getting a little closer... a little closer...

Looking closely at this beautiful face in a prosperous age, his heart seems to have missed a beat...

Such a beautiful person is now lying on the bed and letting him do whatever he wants.

Just thinking about it made Xu Ziyun's blood boil, his hands supported Jun Qianyin's sides, his lips moved closer again, and his breathing was a little short.

At this moment, there was a sound from the door, and the door was kicked open from the outside, and a black figure appeared as fast as an illusion!

Suddenly, Xu Ziyun was strangled by someone's throat...

The boy's blood-red eyes were like an angry beast.

(?д?;) The consequences seem serious——