The peace of the Three Realms depends on me [Food]

99. The Demon Emperor Who Lost His Horse

This must be the most tragic scene of a horse falling in the world. Even though Wu Mo is a big monster of the ice and snow department, he still feels cold in his heart.People are not as good as heaven, and he even exposed his identity while covering for Leng Changtian.

Ping An had already had a problem with the Demon Emperor, and he had worked so hard for so long only to think that Ping An would not be angry when his identity was revealed.But the scene in front of him made him unable to explain clearly, the dignified Yuhuang and the beast emperor stayed up all night, one was stealing his own elbow to eat, and the other was covering for him.

If there is a crack in the ground, he must get in.Could it be that God doesn't like him?Why should Ping An know his identity at his most embarrassing time?

He secretly looked at Ping An on the other side of the table, Ji Pingan was expressionless.Wu Mo didn't know what to do, and based on his intuition, he decided that Ping An must be very angry now.

In front of Leng Changtian was a large elbow that had been eaten a few bites. The elbow was stewed very well, and the oily fat and crispy lean meat could be seen inside the torn opening.A trace of hot air rises from the elbow, and a thick meaty aroma hits the face.

Smelling this scent at night is really tormenting, Leng Changtian swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but his eyes did not leave his elbow: "Ping, safe...you listen to my explanation..."

Ji Pingan glanced at Leng Changtian, then at the elbow that had been bitten a few times: "Eat it."

Leng Changtian suddenly came back to his senses, and he looked away from his elbow.Afraid that the elbow was still tempting him, he pushed the plate to the middle of the table: "I won't eat."

So scary!Leng Changtian didn't dare to breathe out.This scene was even more terrifying than him falling into the hands of the demon cultivator of the beast race. He felt the hairs all over his body explode, and the surrounding air conveyed two words to him - danger.

Ji Ping'an's voice was calm: "Eat it while it's hot. It won't taste good if the elbow is cold. Eat it."

In such a serious situation, who can calm down and eat elbows?Leng Changtian shook his head resolutely: "No, no."

Ji Pingan said unhurriedly: "I understand, it's not exciting to eat openly... Or I can make room for you, and I promise not to peek."

Leng Changtian felt that his face was shattered, and he was extremely ashamed: "Ping An, I didn't mean that. If you don't like it, I won't steal it from now on."

Ji Pingan said nonchalantly: "The Emperor Yu speaks seriously, you are a high-ranking demon emperor, and I am just a grassroots person. You can do whatever you want."

Hearing Ji Pingan's tone, Leng Changtian knew something was wrong, he shrank his neck and turned into a little yellow chicken.It is said that honest people are the scariest when they get angry. It seems that Ping An is getting angry this time.

He squatted on the chair to minimize his presence, and in line with the idea that a dead fellow Taoist would never die in a poor way, he hoped that Ping An could direct his firepower at Wumo.He poked Wumo with his spiritual sense: "Don't be in a daze, what can you say?"

The kitchen is bright and bright, and there is still residual heat in the stove. It is reasonable to say that it is not cold at all after closing the doors and windows.But when Ji Ping'an came out, he was only wearing his coat. At this moment, he felt a cold air coming from the soles of his feet, and the cold air spread upward along his legs.

He didn't know whether it was cold or angry, but his body was trembling unconsciously.

He thought his emotions should be more intense, he should cry, he should ask Wu Mo and Leng Changtian why they fooled him, and he should be heart-piercing.

But in fact, he only felt cold.He was obviously so uncomfortable, but he couldn't even cry.

He looked carefully at the demon god Wumo, whose face was exactly the same as Xiaobai's.If there is any difference, it is probably the hair color is different.

The demon god Wumo has long silver-white hair, coupled with his blue eyes, his appearance is impeccable.His Xiaobai has thick black hair, which is very smooth to the touch.

It was this difference that turned his Xiaobai into the demon god Wumo.

The demon god Wumo looks so good, he is proud and not angry, I heard that the Beast Emperor is a very remarkable person.From the first glance at him, Ji Ping'an knew how responsible he was.

But no matter how good the demon god is, he is not his Xiaobai.

The more he stared at Wumo, the more grief Ji Pingan felt in his heart.Xiaobai is just an illusion given to him by Wumo. When Wumo appears, his Xiaobai will never come back.

Who wants to put on a mask after showing their true face?Besides, even if Wumo is still willing to be like Xiaobai, his feeling towards Xiaobai has also changed.

Trust is like a mirror, if it is broken, it is broken, no matter how you put it together, there will be cracks.

Wu Mo felt uncomfortable, he gently aroused his aura, and a shirt with Wu Mo's breath gently wrapped Ji Ping'an's body: "Don't freeze."

The warmth from the clothes made Ji Ping'an's body temperature rise, and he looked deeply at Wu Mo.The two just looked at each other without saying a word, only the breathing of the three could be heard in the quiet kitchen.

The two stared at each other for as long as a cup of tea without saying a word.Xiao Huang couldn't bear it any longer, he stretched out his neck: "You two just talk if you have something to say, don't just keep silent! It's scary."

Wu Mo opened his mouth: "Ping An, I... I didn't mean to lie to you."

At the beginning, he just didn't want to expose his identity rashly. As the chief culprit who destroyed Ping'an's family, he was afraid that Ji Ping'an would be bad for him if he learned the truth.How can he increase the risk without recovering physically?

Later he found himself attracted by Ping An and wanted to be with him.But the more he understood Ping An, the more guilty he felt.The collapsed house can be rebuilt, what about the person who died because of him?

In the eyes of Yaoxiu, the death of a few ordinary people is nothing.But for Ji Pingan, how could he accept that his other half is a demon cultivator with blood on his hands?

Wu Mo thought for a long time, and felt that he had to take practical actions.He wants Ping An to see his sincerity, as long as the time is long enough, Ping An will definitely accept him.

But before that day, his identity was broken by Ping An.

Wu Mo thought about it: "I know what I'm talking about now, you think I'm lying to you. I, I..."

Wu Mo would rather face thousands of troops than face the angry Ji Pingan. God knows how uncomfortable he felt when Ping An was unhappy.

Wumo has a problem, the more uncomfortable he is, the less he wants to talk.He closed his mouth after he stuttered and said a few words. He lowered his head like a little quail who had done something wrong, and he exuded a decadent aura around him.

Ji Pingan lowered his eyes and calmed down his emotions, and finally he sighed: "Stop talking. I believe you must have your own reasons for not wanting to reveal your true identity before, and I don't blame you."

As soon as the words fell, Ji Ping'an stood up.

Xiao Huang asked Wumo suspiciously: "Is this the end?"

Could it be that Ping An loves Xiaobai so deeply that he doesn't mind whether Xiaobai is a stray cat or a demon emperor?If this is the case, why were you so pretentious before Wumo?

Wu Mo had a different understanding, especially when he saw Ji Pingan walking towards the courtyard gate, his ominous premonition reached its peak.

There is no moon tonight, only a sky full of stars.

Ji Pingan was half-hidden in the shadow of the courtyard wall, and he put his hands on the bolt behind the door: "I am an ordinary person with nothing to gain, and it is a great honor to have the Demon Emperor accompany me for several months. You rebuild my house , for me to choose the mental method so that I can practice... I am very grateful."

His voice was trembling: "No matter what kind of mentality you have when approaching me, we used to get along happily. From the past..."

The latch slid slowly, making a dull pulling sound in the silent night.Ji Pingan gently opened the courtyard door with both hands: "Give us some dignity for each other."

The wooden door opened in response, and the red lantern at the door was slightly shaken by the wind.The tiger in the kennel squatted at the gate of the yard curiously and looked towards the yard, but it only saw its master's dejected back and Xiaobai's disappointed expression.

The unknown tiger wagged his tail, his big eyes were full of doubts: What are the masters doing at night?

Leng Changtian was stunned by the accident in front of him, he watched Ji Pingan turn around and walk back to the room.Looking at the closed gate and then at the open courtyard door, he asked in disbelief: "Does Ping An want us to leave? He doesn't want us anymore?!"

Wumo took a deep breath: "Well, Ping An wants us to go by ourselves."

Isn't that what it means to leave dignity for each other?

When walking out of the courtyard, Wumo turned his head and looked in the direction of Ji Ping'an's bedroom.He didn't expect that he and Ping An would end in this way, obviously the conditions of their family are gradually improving, and obviously his relationship with Ping An is also warming up normally.

It was because he hid his identity, Ping An didn't want him anymore.

Wu Mo's eyes were slightly red, and his steps were heavy.He is a person who is not sensitive to feelings, and it took so many years to meet Ji Pingan who made his heart flutter.

Blame him, he is too clumsy to bring things to this point.

In the room, Ji Ping'an was lying sideways on the bed.The stove in the room was off, and Xiaobai usually got up in the middle of the night to add wood, but now that he is gone, the temperature in the room has dropped.

Ji Pingan couldn't fall asleep, no matter whether he opened or closed his eyes, all he saw was Xiaobai's face.

When he brought Xiaobai home, he swore that unless he died, he would always take care of Xiaobai.People are so fickle, he is the one who swears, and he is the one who breaks the contract.

It's so cold outside, will Xiao Bai be cold outside?Ji Pingan thought of this untimely, he wanted to rush out of the house and call Xiaobai back.But he knew he couldn't.

If Xiaobai is an ordinary demon cultivator, he is willing to accompany him for the rest of his life and live a good life with him.But why is he the Demon Emperor? !

Now that he has figured it out, how can there be pie in the sky? Wolf Shisan and Hu Laosan should be subordinates of the demon god Wumo, and they came to Qingshui Bay one after another just to find Wumo.

Hu Laosan was right, Wumo shouldered the heavy burden of the orc race, and this burden was too heavy.He should find someone who can help him, not someone like him.

It's fine if he can't help Wumo, maybe it will hold him back.

After all, the two of them are not from the same world. No matter how sweet they are when they meet and know each other, they will part ways in the end.He only thinks about his one-acre three-point land, and wants to live a good life. He doesn't have such a great mind and structure.

Ji Ping'an turned over, hugged the quilt that Wumo had slept on in his arms, and soft sobbing sounded in the room.

On the other side, Wu Mo was walking listlessly on the ridge of the fish pond. Hu Sansi and the others saw that his mental state was not right, so they flew out from the west mountain and landed behind Wu Mo.Wumo took a step, and they followed suit.

Hu Sansi, as soon as there was any movement from them, the monks of the Yu tribe on the Dongshan Mountain also heard the news, and they flew up and landed behind Leng Changtian.

What I want to say here is that Leng Changtian and Wumo are walking side by side.Wumo was listless, while Leng Changtian was walking and eating with a plate of elbows.

A spectacle appeared on the ridge of the fish pond in Ji Ping'an's house. The Yu Emperor and the Beast Emperor walked side by side, and behind them, the Yu and Beast monks who were fighting each other separated and confronted each other coldly.

There was a faint flash of lightning between the eyes. If they were not afraid of unnecessary casualties if they acted rashly, they would have been smashed together.

A large group of people were walking around on the ridge of the fish pond. After the tiger beeped a few times and realized that this was beyond its control, it decisively shut its mouth and retreated into its nest.

When Wumo started to walk the tenth lap, Leng Changtian finally ate up all the elbows on the plate. He licked the bare bones, and then casually threw the bones to Wumo.

Wumo caught the bone without looking back: "Why?"

As soon as Wu Mo spoke, his personal attendants immediately became alert.The monks of the Yu tribe also became vigilant, and the two groups of people glared at the pond stem, seeing that the battle was about to break out.

Leng Changtian hiccupped: "It's agreed that you deal with the bones, don't count your words."

Wumo frowned slightly, and he casually threw the bones into the fish pond.There was a sound of water breaking when pig bones entered the fish pond, and ripples appeared on the surface of the water, and Wu Mo's heart was as chaotic as the surface of the water.

Leng Changtian poked Wumo: "I said, what are you thinking?"

Wu Mo shook his head: "I don't know."

He only knew that he was suffering, and he really wanted to rush to the safe bedroom to hug him and kiss him, so that he would not be sad.I want to tell him what he really thinks.

But he didn't dare, he was cowardly.He was afraid that Ping An would be unhappy if he held it too tightly, and he was afraid that he would lose him if he let go.

Leng Changtian shook his head regretfully: "Hey, why are you so stupid? Just put it this way, do you want to leave Ping An?"

Of course Wumo didn't want to leave Ji Ping'an: "I want to live a good life with him, I don't want anyone but him."

Leng Changtian frowned: "It's not easy. You listen to me, it's useful to keep it! But you have to promise me one thing."

Wumo didn't turn his head back: "I won't do things like cede land and pay compensation, you're so determined."

Leng Changtian sneered: "Heh, in your heart, I am a despicable villain who takes advantage of others' danger? There must be a limit to underestimating others!"

A light flashed in Wumo's eyes: "Oh? What can you do?"

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Ji Pingan cried for half the night, and fell asleep in the middle of the night.When he opened his eyes, he was alone in the room.Turning his head to look at the other pillow on the bed, he was surrounded by a great sense of loss.

Yesterday he opened the courtyard door to let Xiaobai and the others leave. They are such proud demon cultivators. Now they must have left Qingshui Bay and returned to the demon clan.

Ji Pingan stroked the pillow in frustration, thinking that he would never see Xiao Bai and Xiao Huang again.Grandpa and grandma are right, the time of joy is always short, and people have to get used to loneliness and parting.

When he walked out of the bedroom, he heard the sound of snoring coming from outside the courtyard.This sound...it sounds like Xiao Huang drinking porridge!

Ji Pingan stepped forward and opened the door of the living room, bright sunlight came in from the door, and there was a ball of light at the door that blinded his eyes.Take a closer look, isn't that Yu Huang Leng Changtian?He felt that the harsh light was the reflection of sunlight on Leng Changtian's hair!

Wearing coarse clothes, Leng Changtian was squatting at the door with a big bowl of porridge drinking porridge. Seeing Ji Pingan open the door, Leng Changtian gave him a bright smile: "Hey, Ping An woke up. Drink the porridge, today's porridge is cooked." Well done!"

Ji Pingan was shocked: "This..." Xiao Huang didn't leave? !

At this time, Wu Mo walked into the courtyard gate, holding a small basket of vegetables in his hand.The moment he saw Ji Ping'an, Wu Mo's emotions couldn't be suppressed.He put down the bamboo basket in his hand and stared into Ji Pingan's eyes: "Ping An. I have something to tell you."

Ji Ping'an's heart beat as fast as he said, "Well, tell me."

Wumo cleared his throat and paused word by word: "The way of heaven is above, Wumo swears with his heart: I am happy with Ji Ping'an, I like you, and I want to live a good life with you. I didn't hide my identity before to fool you, I am I'm afraid that you will dislike me after knowing my true identity."

"Your house collapsed because of me, and people in Pingqiao Town also suffered casualties because of me. I was afraid that you would be unhappy when you knew the truth, so I never dared to tell you."

Wu Mo's eyes were slightly red, and he stood up straight: "I swear, I will not deceive others as a demon god. From now on, I will restrain my subordinates to treat mortals kindly; I will not make you uneasy because of my status as a demon god. Will be by your side. Ping An, can you give me a chance?"

As soon as the words fell, Ji Pingan couldn't bear it anymore, and he quickly ran from the corridor to Wumo.

Even if he told himself countless times: the two of them are not from the same world, and there will be no good results together.He still couldn't cheat his feelings - he liked Xiaobai.

Whether he is a little white cat with nothing or a demon god, he likes them all!

Fuck the difference between superiority and inferiority, f*ck the right family, f*ck the secular prejudice!Even if Xiao Bai is the stars and the moon in the sky, when he comes to his house, he is a member of his family!

Wumo opened his hands to embrace Guang who was running towards him, and when Ji Pingan threw himself into his arms, his nose suddenly soured.Ji Ping'an fell into his arms, and his heart also fell into place.

He leaned close to Ji Ping'an's ear and kissed his ear, and kept pouring out his heart: "I love you, Ping An, I really love you."

The author has something to say:

In fact, I should make Ping An angry for a longer time, and let Xiaobai coax him more, so that it fits Xiaotianwen's writing method~

But I can't help it, Xiaobai and Pingan are so good, I just want them to go to bed quickly!

Hammering the table again, Jinjiang won't let me write!