After losing his memory, he was with his old enemy

That night, Qi Ling was in a dilemma - he didn't want to drink medicine, and he didn't want to control the sword.After lying in bed and having a night of nightmares, Qi Ling weighed the pros and cons, and felt that medicine would not kill anyone, but Yu Jian was different.

What if he really succeeds one day, flies halfway to look down at the height, and is so frightened that he backs off and falls down?

Wu Nong obeyed what he said, and came to deliver medicine to Qi Ling on time every day for the next few days. When Qi Ling saw him and the medicine in his hand, it was like seeing the king of Hades who seduced people's lives.

He thought in his heart: So this Wuding Peak is so busy doing odd jobs, not only has time to deliver medicine every day, but also has time to stare at me and drink it... If I had known earlier, I would have come here a long time ago.

While thinking about the good job of doing odd jobs in my heart, I also felt that I still had to continue to be sick.

If you are sick for a few more days, you can learn to defend the sword later, and you can live a few more days.

Every time he drank the medicine under Wu Nong's "surveillance" during the day, Qi Ling kicked the quilt at night.Wuding Peak was cold at night, and it was even worse in winter, Qi Ling's illness didn't get better at all after going back and forth for so many times, on the contrary, it tended to intensify.

Wu Nong finally saw something was wrong.

On this day, Qi Ling was lying on the bed with the windows wide open, and the wind blew in one after another as if he didn't want money. Qi Ling was not covered with a quilt, and his clothes were thin, and he shivered slightly.

I don't know if his brain was burnt out, but he suddenly became very kind, thinking that this little brother Wu Nong has been taking care of him like this, bringing him medicine every day, treating him very well, he can't just keep lying to him like this, making it look like he Very heartless.

Qi Ling sneezed, feeling really heartless.But I don't know why, if it were someone else, he would definitely feel that it is a serious crime for him to play with him like this, but now this person is Wu Nong... He actually thinks it should be taken for granted... No, it is a kind of bullying that has been bullied for a long time. , and a rare relief.

But he has never met Wu Nong, so how can he bully him, and how can he be comforted?

Qi Ling sneezed again, thinking that such a heartless person like him would be easily struck to death by lightning when he was supposed to cross the catastrophe...

Thinking of this, he felt more and more heartless.

Qi Ling thought to himself: This can't go on like this, you have to have a degree in everything, it would be bad if you were really hacked to death.

He moved his body with difficulty, reached out to pull the quilt, and when he pulled it, he found that he couldn't move it. He couldn't help laughing in his heart: he had been ill for too long, and he didn't even have the strength to cover the quilt.

He was not reconciled, he pulled it again, the quilt came up a bit, and Qi Ling heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this body is not so weak.

But in the next second, the quilt seemed to be fine, and he stepped back a little, Qi Ling suddenly felt cold and swishing all over his body.

Qi Ling: ...? ?

He looked down and saw that there was no one else in the room, and suddenly his scalp tingled.It happened that the window was open, probably because of the layout of the house, the wind blew in and made some noise, which made people think it was some ghost dancing outside.

Qi Ling swallowed silently.

His face began to change from blushing when he was sick, and slowly, gradually turned pale.

Qi Ling thought to himself that he should not be afraid of ghosts, but now the facts are in front of him, he is indeed very afraid of ghosts.Qi Ling sneezed again, and quickly covered it with his hands, for fear of disturbing any passing ghosts outside.

Qi Ling was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, his head was so dizzy that he couldn't sleep, he stared at the window with his big eyes to see what was happening, and even forgot to close it.

For a long time, there was nothing but the sound of the wind.

Qi Ling felt that he was already covered in cold sweat from his fright, and his back was sticky, as if he had fallen into water.

Qi Ling thought to himself: It should be a delusion, who knows that with his amnesia and fever, this brain is still his?

Thinking of this, he laughed a few more times, feeling that he is really rare and strange, isn't it just rumors, as for this suspicious person, this move really hurt the face of those monks.

He closed his eyes, thinking that he should go to sleep quickly, drink his medicine properly from tomorrow, and stop doing deceitful activities.

A guilty conscience is at fault, a conscience is at fault.

This must be God telling him that he can't go on like this.

His head hurts and he is sleepy.Even though he was so frightened, he fell into a drowsy sleep immediately.But at the moment when Qi Ling was about to fall asleep, he suddenly felt something covering his body, soft and soft, and blocked the wind, like...

Like a quilt!

Qi Ling seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, he didn't know where the strength came from, he sat up startled in a dying illness, opened his eyes at first, and met a face.

The Qiling man is gone: "Ah, ghost, ghost... um..."

Wu Nong: "..."

He covered Qi Ling's mouth to prevent him from screaming, "It's me."

Qi Ling blinked blankly, but hadn't recovered yet.It's too dark to see clearly, but if you can touch the entity, it shouldn't be a ghost, and the voice is a little familiar.

Seeing him like this, Wu Nong felt a little complicated, and when he calmed down, he asked, "Are you afraid of ghosts?"

Only then did Qi Ling recognize the person, and when he wanted to speak, he coughed a few times, as if something was stuck in his throat, his eyes were red, he didn't know whether it was from being frightened or from coughing.

Wu Nong: "Have you always been afraid of ghosts?"

He couldn't see his face clearly in the dark, Qi Ling could hear from his tone that he seemed not very well.

As soon as he saw Wu Nong just now, he knew that something was wrong, and he came to investigate at this moment today.He should have done those things just now.

Qi Ling felt a little embarrassed.

He thought to himself: Have you played too much?was found!

Qi Ling couldn't speak, so he could only nod his head, expressing that he was really afraid of ghosts.Wu Nong just asked this casually, Qi Ling's reaction just now couldn't be more obvious.

The other party was silent, Qi Ling's heart was in a mess, he felt that he had been caught without a conscience, and it might be difficult for him to cross the catastrophe in the future.

Wu Nong asked, "Are you stupid? Qianhe Mountain has an enchantment, how can things like ghosts come in so easily?"

Qi Ling's heart moved, and he felt that what he said made sense.But for some reason, I felt very uncomfortable when I heard him say that I was stupid.

Qi Ling didn't even think about it, as if he was used to it, he subconsciously blurted out: "I'm not stupid."

Wu Nong: "...Oh."

He thought to himself: Ever since he lost his memory, he has behaved so naively that he doesn't have the demeanor of a high priest at all, so he's not stupid?The deity felt that what the arrow pierced was not the heart, but the brain.

Wu Nong remembered that when Qi Ling and him were in the Demon Realm, he never said that he was afraid of anything.Wu Nong is the youngest Demon Venerable in the history of the Demon Realm. After he ascended the throne, Qi Ling became the High Priest.

Before he ascended the throne, he played with Qi Ling all the time. Qi Ling was a few years older than him, but seemed to be hundreds of years older than him.

From the first time Wu Nong saw Qi Ling, he felt that he was different from other demons, but he couldn't tell where the difference was.But the most obvious one is Qi Ling's face.

Each demon has a pair of horns on its forehead, which is also a sign to distinguish between humans and demons.But Qi Ling is different, he has no horns, and looks like a human race from the outside.

Little Fan Ji didn't understand, he looked up at his future friend, at that moment he thought to himself, although this person has no horns, but his appearance is unique, he is obviously still a child, but he can see that the future will be is a beauty.

The reason why I use beauty to describe it is because the little Fan Ji at that time felt that this word was suitable for him.The demons have always advocated force and casualness, and they don't behave like those cultivators who are shy and respectful, but the first impression this little beauty gave him was that they were cultivators of the human race.

Dressed in white and clean, his face does not show the sharpness and flamboyance that demons should have.

He blamed his father for finding such a womanly person to teach him, wouldn't he teach him to be a woman too?

Little Qiling had been warned not to look directly into the young master's eyes, and he didn't know that the young master had scolded him all over in a short period of time. He heard the young master call him: "Look up! Come."

Little Fan Ji stood on a tree stump, so that he was barely as tall as him. He has always been arrogant, and he thought about how to bully this person well, so that his father could change his partner for him.After he gave the order, seeing Xiao Qiling paused for a moment and was about to raise his head, Xiao Fan Ji smiled, put on the air of a young master, and raised his hand.

Little Qi Ling didn't know what this young master was doing, but he just listened to his order and raised his head.

The two of them stopped at the same moment as if they had agreed, and looked into each other's eyes without saying a word for a long time.

Xiao Qiling suddenly realized that there were stars in the young master's eyes.

Little Fan Ji was also in a daze, it turned out that the son of the high priest was even more beautiful than a woman.

Little Fan Ji pointed his finger at the tip of Little Qi Ling's nose, the words he had just thought of to scold him were forgotten in a flash, he maintained this posture in a daze, and choked for a while.

Little Qi Ling also realized later, and immediately lowered his head again after realizing it, knelt down and saluted: "Young Master."

Little Fan Ji's ears turned red unsatisfactorily, but then he felt angry, and didn't understand how the ears turned red.He thought it must be that the hornless monster looked too much like a woman, which made him a little unsteady.

Little Fan Ji was afraid that he would see his own appearance, so he snorted, "Don't raise your head!"

Little Qi Ling naturally didn't dare to raise his head.

Little Fan Ji always felt distorted, and thought to himself, as the young master, when did he lose his composure like this?He didn't know what happened to him just now, he was so annoyed that he vowed to bully this little monster well.

Little Fan Ji lifted his clothes and sat down on the tree stump. Qi Ling always remembered his father's instructions, and quickly lowered his body, absolutely not looking at Fan Ji.

Little Fan Ji felt that this person must be boring, but he was honest, but what he liked most was to bully honest people.

Little Fan Ji said: "You just saw my eyes."

Little Qi Ling was startled, buried his head even lower, and replied: "Qi Ling has overstepped."

Little Fan Ji laughed for no reason, and his ears were no longer red. He didn't know why, and asked, "Does it look good?"

Qi Ling's heart is naturally good-looking, but he didn't understand why the young master asked him so suddenly, he replied: "It's beautiful, like a star in the sky."

Hearing his answer, Xiao Fanji felt happy, looked at the wooden hairpin on top of his head with great interest, and said, "There is only night in the devil world, but no stars. How do you know that my eyes are like stars? Are you lying? I?"

Little Fan Ji didn't like this kind of person, and because he was older than him, he lied to him as soon as they met, and he didn't know how many times he would be lied to after that.

He's not stupid. You can't fool him with such words.

Little Qi Ling said, "I saw it in a book."

Little Fan Ji stared at the hairpin on his head in a daze.

Little Qi Ling: "The book says that in the dark night of the human world, the sky is covered with stars, and you can see the stars just by looking up. I haven't seen them before, but after thinking about it, they should be extremely beautiful. "

Because I think the young master's eyes are beautiful, I say they look like stars.

Little Fan Ji stared blankly at Qi Ling's hairpin in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking, and when little Qi Ling knelt on the ground for nearly a stick of incense, little Fan Ji opened his mouth: "It's not because I want to see the stars that I say my eyes nice?"

Qi Ling shook his head, he couldn't figure out why the young master would ask such a question.

Little Fan Ji stopped talking again.

He didn't speak, and Qi Ling knelt on the ground obediently.

After another stick of incense, Xiao Qiling's knee started to hurt, but he didn't say anything.

"But..." Little Fan Ji's eyes twinkled even more, but Qi Ling didn't see it with his head down.Little Fan Ji stood up suddenly, and pulled off the wooden hairpin on Qi Ling's head. Without fixing it, the hair full of black hair fell down, blocking Qi Ling's profile.

Little Fan Ji said in an emotionless and fluctuating tone: "I don't want a little monster to play with."

After all, he threw the wooden hairpin into the blood river beside him, and was washed away by the rushing water, and was never found again.

Little Qiling felt a little pain in his heart, but he didn't know where this feeling came from, but fortunately the blown hair blocked his face, so the young master didn't see the red corners of his eyes.

Little Fan Ji didn't feel that he had done anything wrong at all, he pointed to the river of blood, regardless of whether little Qiling saw it, he said: "Little monsters shouldn't appear in the Demon Realm, you should jump down, jump down, Follow this river, where the river ends, there are many little monsters like you."

Little Qi Ling was silent, he knelt on the ground, he had already forgotten the pain in his knee.

He didn't understand, the young master has such beautiful eyes, how could he say such hurtful words.

He knew that it was because he had no horns that he was called a little monster.

At the end of the river of blood is the land of death, where there are many, many ghosts.

But he is most afraid of ghosts.

Little Qi Ling cried silently, only his body was trembling slightly.

After crying, little Qiling wiped away his tears, and told himself in his heart that he must never say that he was afraid of ghosts in front of the young master, otherwise if one day he made a mistake, the young master would really push him down, He must be afraid of death.

Little Fan Ji left a long time ago, until the end, he didn't hear what little Qi Ling was muttering all the time.

Of course, he never knew that Qi Ling was afraid of ghosts.