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"The matter of life and death is beyond the control of human beings. Master also predicted it, and started the battle of the hundred demons in advance." Qing Ran lowered her head, her voice was slightly choked, "The old man finally made arrangements for us before he left this world. Yes."

"I don't understand." Mo Beichen turned around and said flatly, "How can the old man be sure that I can come back alive? Even now, I feel like a dream."

"Naturally... Master believes in your talent and ability." Qing Ran said in a daze.

"Is that so? Why don't I think so? I just think that the old man is very biased." The voice was very soft, like raving.

Even Qing Ran felt that she didn't hear clearly.

Mo Beichen let out a long sigh, shook the cigarette stick in his hand, and poured out the ash.

"In the future, the Demon Lord Hall will have to rely on Senior Brother Shangxin."

"Beichen, I am your senior brother. We are a family. I will do my best for the affairs of the Mozun Palace." Qing Ran walked over and patted Mo Beichen on the shoulder.

The moment she put her hands on her shoulders, Qing Ran suddenly realized that the young man in front of her was much taller than before.

I don't know when it was already about the same height as him.

"Thank you." Mo Beichen chuckled, making Qingran's heart itch.

"What can I be thankful for?"

Thank you, you can still be by my side at this time.

Time flowed like running water, but in front of the Mozun Temple that has gone through countless years, nothing seems to have changed.

The replacement of the demon king will not shake the foundation of this behemoth.

Even their new Demon Lord has only shown up a hundred times in the past hundred years.

All affairs, large and small, are handled by the four generals and Mozun's confidantes.

The word Mozun looks more like an illusory existence.

"Master Qingran." Qinglong knocked on the door.

"Master Qinglong, what's the matter?" The man next to the table raised his head and showed a gentle smile.

"It's nothing, I just want to inquire. Has there been any news about Demon Lord Beichen recently?" Qinglong bowed neatly and asked.

"You said Beichen. He is probably still on his way back from the Black Rock Cliff. He wrote a letter a few days ago, saying that he will be back soon." Qing Ran took out an envelope from a side drawer and put it on the table.

"Really? Is Lord Mozun coming back?" Qinglong's eyes lit up involuntarily, and he quickly walked to the table, picked up the envelope and read it.

"Yes, he's coming back soon." The corners of Qing Ran's mouth curled up, and his fingers pinched his brows lightly, with an undisguised exhaustion on his face.

"Lord Qingran, why are you so tired?" Qinglong walked behind Qingran, and gently put a hand on Qingran's shoulder.

"Nothing, it's just that I have been very busy recently, and I have some headaches."

"So that's the case. I thought you had a headache because Lord Mozun came back?"

Qing Ran suddenly stopped what she was doing, then smiled and said, "How is that possible? I'm too happy to be back with Bei Chen."

"Do you miss him very much?" Qinglong's voice gradually became strange, with a hint of playfulness in his tone.

Qing Ran was taken aback for a moment, she sensed that something was wrong, she turned around, "You—"

A pair of phoenix eyes are smiling at him.

"Brother, I'm back, thank you for your hard work."

After the precipitation of time, Mo Beichen seemed to have completely faded away from his original childishness.

Today, he has the willfulness and self-confidence of a strong man.

His eyes and smile can attract followers who admire him.

Such a powerful aura and the calmness of the superior made everyone unable to help but be moved by it.

"You, you're back?" Qing Ran stood up, and he slowly stretched out his hand as if wanting to touch the unreal man in front of him.

As a result, halfway through his hand, his hand was gently held by someone.

Then he was taken into his arms.

"Well, I'm back."

Soon, the news of Demon Venerable Beichen's return from training spread throughout the palace, but it seemed that not many people were optimistic about the Demon Venerable who had returned halfway.

They soon paid the price for their slight, however.

In just one month since Demon Venerable Beichen came back, the number of people who had been punished alone amounted to no less than a thousand, and a bloody storm swept across the entire Demon Venerable Palace with the force of thunder.

"Qingran, the people under my subordinates have been replaced by Lord Mozun almost! Is Lord Mozun targeting me on purpose?" A man with glittering gold came to Qingran's mansion in a hurry while waving a fan. As he walked, he muttered, "The people under Qinglong and Xuanwu didn't move, only me and Baihu's subordinates walked away and scattered! Not to mention those reckless men under Baihu's hands, who you recommended to me back then Zhong Mingcheng, Lai Yang, Tian Liren, and all other good businessmen were chased away by him and killed! Master Mozun, what is the meaning of this! Could it be that he is going to attack me in the next step!"

The thin white figure sat on a mahogany chair, held a cup of tea in his hand, and sipped the rim of the cup lightly.

Suzaku glanced at the person sitting on the seat, sighed, and sat down, "Qing Ran, think of a way, even if the Mozun Palace has a big family, it won't be able to withstand his troubles like this."

"Suzaku, this Mozun Palace belongs to the Mozun, even if it collapses, you don't have to worry about it." Qing Ran put the teacup aside and said softly.

"Qingran, it's such a critical moment, are you still telling me these high-sounding words?" Suzaku tapped the handle next to her, her tone a little excited. "After the Demon Lord came back, the most uncomfortable thing is you. In one night, from the position of one person under one person, to the position of moving out of the Demon Lord's palace and becoming a forbidden | Are you unwilling?"

"Master Suzaku, please be cautious in your words and deeds." Qing Ran's hands trembled slightly, but after a while he returned to his indifferent appearance, "Your Majesty asked me to move out of the Mozun Palace just to let me rest. Lord Mozun's grace, you should not listen to other groundless words."

"If you take back your supreme right, you take it back. Why use such pretentious excuses!" Suzaku closed the fan, "Qing Ran, you have worked hard for this Demon Palace for a hundred years, and you are really Let him come back and take away everything you have put together! Qing Ran, you are really so generous! Let him ride Mo Beichen on your neck and do his best?"

"I... have no complaints. This is not mine." Qing Ran's face turned pale.

"Qingran, Qingran, think about it! Why did Mo Beichen treat you like this!" Suzaku sneered, stood up, turned around and walked quickly, but stopped at the door again.

"Recently, news came from my underlings that Demon Venerable Beichen has learned the legacy of the old Demon Venerable."

The white figure froze involuntarily.

The fan opened with a bang, and the stunned man suddenly regained his sanity.

"Think about the connection! Qing Ran." After speaking, Suzaku left in a hurry.

"Legacy? How is this possible? Bei Chen clearly said before." Qing Ran stood up while supporting the chair.His expression was no longer as calm as before.

Qing Ran told himself not to get confused, he had been lurking in the Mozun Palace for a hundred years, and he was always looking for some news that wasn't the legacy of the immortals, and there was never any news at all.

The warning that he was not a fairy back then seemed to linger in his ears, and he walked on thin ice step by step, did he still fall into it?

With so many thoughts, Qing Ran's eyes turned black.

He wanted to reach out to support the table and chair next to him, but unexpectedly, he was directly supported by a cold arm.

"Brother? Are you okay? Sit down quickly." The voice was full of worry.

Qingran's body was startled, and then she relaxed again, "Beichen, why are you here?"

"Don't worry, brother." Mo Beichen carefully helped the person in his arms to the seat.

Gently pressing the man's temples with two fingers, "Senior brother, you must stop worrying about it."

"It's nothing." Qing Ran showed a sad smile, "But this skin is not up to the mark."

Qingran's body is not so weak, it seems that since Feixian left, his body has been getting worse day by day.

It's almost like some kind of retribution.

"Senior brother, what are you talking about here? Senior brother, this skin is something no one else would envy. It's very pretty." Mo Beichen lowered his voice, seeing that the other side was a little red, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Cough...cough cough, how old is he, and he's not in shape at all." Qing Ran was a little embarrassed and impatient for a while, and then began to cough non-stop.

There was some unbearable distress in her phoenix eyes, and she patted the man's back lightly.

It wasn't until Qing Ran stopped coughing that she stopped.

"Have you finished dealing with the affairs in the Demon Lord's Palace? There are a lot of things approaching the end of the year, can you handle it? Do you want to—"

Just as Qing Ran was about to offer his help, Mo Beichen cut him off.

"It's okay, it's okay, brother, don't worry, everything is up to me, I can handle it. After all, I am a demon king!"

"I'm just asking." Qing Ran's expression was a little dark, "It's nothing else."

Mo Beichen didn't see anything wrong with his senior brother, "Senior brother, you should rest earlier! I have asked Qinglong to step up preparations for the medicine to cure the disease. As for other matters in the Demon Lord's Palace, just leave it to me." .”

"Well, I see. By the way, I heard that you found the legacy of the master?" Qing Ran suddenly raised her head to look at the man's face.

It seemed that he didn't expect him to ask this, and there was something obviously wrong on Mo Beichen's face.

"This... Brother, who did you listen to, I have never seen the master's legacy."

"I just heard it from hearsay, and I was curious for a while." Qing Ran saw the unnaturalness on Mo Beichen's face, and then looked away as if he hadn't noticed anything.

"These servants are always gossiping. If there is really a legacy from the master, I will naturally show it to my brother. There is no reason to hide my brother's back." Mo Beichen said cautiously.

"You're right, that's the truth." Qing Ran paused, "Beichen, I'm a little tired, I want to take a rest first."

"Okay, okay, I'll help you there." Mo Beichen quickly reached out but was stopped by Qing Ran.

"I'm not so weak yet. There are many affairs in the Demon Lord's Palace. You should go back soon." Qing Ran said gently to Mo Beichen.

"Well, that's good, senior brother, you have a good rest." Mo Beichen always felt that something was wrong with Qingran, but he couldn't tell, so he could only walk away step by step.

Seeing Mo Beichen leave, Qing Ran closed the door of the house, dragged her frail body to the table and began to write quickly.

The author has something to say: hello, happy Dragon Boat Festival everyone! !

The salted egg yolk flavored rice dumplings are so delicious!

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