Demon Lord, he regrets the beginning

This day, after thinking about it, Yunqian made up her mind for the first time and mixed Xuelusan into Ye Junli's medicine.

During the whole process, he seemed anxious, as if the heinous person had become himself.

"It was you who hurt me first..." Yun Qian murmured, as if using this reason to persuade herself to make up her mind.

The process of feeding Ye Junli with medicine was also very difficult. He was unconscious, and a lot of the medicine that was fed poured out again. Yun Qian fed it patiently but restlessly.

Ye Junli on the bed groaned in pain, as if he had fallen into a nightmare.

Yunqian immediately put down the empty medicine bowl, wiped the medicine stains on Ye Junli's mouth and neck with a handkerchief, and called him softly.

But Ye Junli didn't wake up, his eyebrows were twisted into a knot, and he uttered painful onomatopoeia indistinctly.

In the dream, Ye Junli looked at Yunqian indifferently, with no affection left.

His tone was firm, without the slightest bit of resentment: "If you hand over the Fire Flame Orb, I will consider letting you die a little easier."

"Don't waste your energy in vain." The little man said stubbornly.

As soon as the words fell, the chains began to burn on the little man, emitting a dazzling fire. The man's skin was slowly eroded by sparks, rotting a little bit, but returned to normal in the blink of an eye, repeated erosion and healing, the pain increased reduce.

In the dream, Yun Qian closed her eyes sadly, not looking into those strange eyes, and her answer remained unchanged: "I won't...give it to you..."

"Why didn't I realize that you have such a backbone before, well, I have plenty of time to accompany you, play slowly!"

Ye Junli stretched out his index finger and gently hooked it, and a blue barrier appeared in front of his eyes, tightly wrapping Yunqian in it, and his breathing became difficult and short.

His whole body was in pain, and his throat seemed to be torn and burned like a flame. He couldn't even cry out the pain, and he couldn't make any sound.

Due to the loss of some divine power and the torture just now, Yun Qianyu tried to get up but knelt down weightlessly, still breathing rapidly.

But Ye Junli didn't feel any pity, and directly imprisoned him with the bone spirit whip, and dragged him back to Nightmare Palace.

Soon two glaring bloodstains appeared on the ground, from Suo Soul Valley to Nightmare Palace.

Yun Qian's tears, like the bloodstains on the ground, flowed all the way.

"Lick the blood clean!" Ye Junli spat out the order dismissively, and stared coldly at Yun Qian who was kneeling on the ground.

He bowed his head resignedly, ready to carry out Ye Junli's order.

However, he was caught off guard by the man who trampled on his back severely, and lay heavily on the ground, letting out a painful muffled groan.

Then he was strangled by a strong and powerful hand, forcing himself to face him, his disgusted eyes seemed to be looking at a failed experiment.

......

The screen then switched back to another scene.

The little man finally let go of all his stubbornness and disdain, slowly raised his hand, pulled Ye Junli's front collar, and begged: "He is innocent, he is just a child, please, let him go..."

The sourness accumulated in his chest also poured out, tears blurred his vision.

But the more he felt uncomfortable, the more resentful Ye Junli became. He raised his foot and stomped on Yunqian's slender fingers, gnashing his teeth and said, "Yes! He is innocent! What about me? What did I do wrong? You pity and sympathize with anyone! Why do you only treat me like this!"

A powerful resentment erupted in the chest and spread rapidly, and the strength of the feet increased even more, but the delicate faces were twisted together.

The five fingers hurt as if they were about to be trampled off, until Yunqian whimpered and cried, Ye Junli moved his foot away, and said disapprovingly, "I can show mercy and let you see him..."

Yun Qian's fingers immediately became red and swollen, and continued to be in hot pain, but when he heard that he could see a worry, he felt a little relieved.

But before he had time to think, he was dragged by Ye Junli to the edge of the bone erosion pond.

"Don't! Don't! Qianqian...Qianqian!" Ye Junli yelled heartbreakingly, seeing his extremely sad appearance, Yunqian felt pity in his heart.

He was crying on the bed.

"Qianqian!" He cried out his name while crying, as if falling into a trap of despair.

"Qianqian!" Finally, Ye Junli woke up, the corners of his eyes were full of sad tears, and he couldn't help it.

Regarding what he did to Yun Qian in the previous life, Ye Junli never forgot, but he selectively blocked it, and only remembered Yun Qian's kindness to him.

It turned out that when he revisited it again, his heart ached like it was being torn apart bloody, how he was willing to do it back then.

"Qianqian..." When he opened his eyes, he aimed at his sweetheart who made his heart ache, and even more sorrow came from it.

Ye Junli pulled Yun Qian into his arms with all his strength, and called his name over and over again to make sure that he was not in a dream.

For some reason, seeing him so sad, Yun Qian also seemed to be infected, and couldn't bear to push him away for a while.

"What are you doing..." He patted Ye Junli's back in embarrassment, and asked him lightly, again and again, puzzled.

Ye Junli just hugged him, keeping silent, until the nightmare was diluted by Yun Qian's warm embrace, and he was willing to let go when his emotions recovered, his eyes were still scarlet.

"Qianqian, don't be afraid of me, okay? Don't leave me! I'm sorry..."

He apologized incoherently, but Yun Qian didn't feel any emotion, and said perfunctorily: "Yes."

Then he pretended to care about his injury: "Are you feeling okay?"

"As long as you are by my side, I'm fine with everything." Ye Junli didn't care about his injury, from the beginning to the end, he only cared about Yun Qian.

Yun Qian's leaving him almost cost him half his life.

"Yeah." Yun Qian's answer was always indifferent, and her eyes didn't dare to wander over Ye Junli.

Worrying about being spotted by him, after all, he is here for revenge.

"Qianqian, can you go out with me to get some air? I'm... getting bored." Every time Ye Junli faced Yunqian, his heart was soft to the point of failure, and his tone became a bit coquettish.

"Is your body okay? Qingyan said that you are very weak." Maybe kindness is innate, and when Yunqian is inadvertent, she will always show worry.

Even if Ye Junli is his enemy.

Because Ye Junli woke up and saw Yun Qian, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising, and he held him affectionately: "It's just a little cold, you hold me, give me some warmth, huh?"

Yun Qian raised her eyes, and Ye Junli dragged her out of the house while her thoughts wandered.

He still didn't forget to put on the fox fur that he got from Qingyan.

"If you don't wear fox fur for you, you are a sick person." Yun Qian said as he followed him.

Ye Junli stopped, smiled and rubbed the top of his hair: "I'm not as weak as you imagined, but you, I fed you so much tonic soup before, and my little hands are still so cold..."

Ye Junli wrapped Yunqian's hand tightly in his palm, even though the temperature of his own palm was not high, he still wanted to try to convey some warmth to him.

"Did you cry just now?" Yun Qian let him manipulate her, but changed the subject abruptly.

"..." Ye Junli was reminded of the dream just now by Yunqian's question, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and then his sad emotions surged.

"Did you have a nightmare? What did you dream about?" Yun Qian asked without giving up.

"En." Ye Junli just responded, not wanting to explain too much to Yun Qian, after all, he himself didn't want to think about those unbearable past events, let alone Yun Qian.

He didn't know that Yunqian had awakened those memories a long time ago.

They walked slowly to the Liyue Pavilion, which seemed to be the only place in the Killing God Temple, and it seemed not so lonely.

There are flowers and grass, mountains and water.

Yunqian turned around and took a deep breath, feeling the freshness of this moment.

"Let me see your wound, okay?" Yun Qian happened to point the back of her head at Ye Junli from this angle.

Ye Junli knew that the underside covered by the black hair was unsightly.

After waking up, he saw his baby intact in front of him, and his selfishness made him unwilling to mention how tragic the accidental injury that day was.

But he is still worried...

And Yun Qian also remembered that the murderer who caused the injury was the person in front of her, her face changed slightly, and she instinctively resisted.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt." He just concealed it lightly.

Suddenly, heavy snow fell in the sky, without any warning, the temperature dropped suddenly.

"It's snowing! It's snowing!" Even though it was bitingly cold, what Yunqian showed was cheering from the bottom of his heart.

He did not forget that Ye Junli took him to play in the snow for the first time.

However, Ye Junli's heart obviously felt uncomfortable at the moment, and a strong burning sensation boiled in his heart.

But he watched the little man run into the snow, circling happily, like an angel, slipping into Ye Junli's fiery heart without warning.

His baby is really like an angel.

"Be careful." Ye Junli coughed, sat down on the stone bench beside Liyue Pavilion, and covered his heart.

But he didn't forget to worry about Yunqian: "Come here."

Yunqian heard his call, and came back obediently: "I want to play in the snow."

"I didn't say I won't let you play," Ye Junli took off his outer robe from his body, and wrapped Yunqian tightly from the beginning to the end, "It will be troublesome if you catch a cold later..."

Yun Qian was warmed by his thoughtful actions, it seemed that this snowy day was not as cold as usual.

"I want to build a snowman..." Yun Qian pulled her hand from Ye Junli's palm and said.

"Okay." Ye Junli let him go, allowing him to get off the ground with a thin layer of snow.

"Cough, cough, cough..." The cough became louder, but Ye Junli still held it back.

"Can you rub its head round for me, I won't..." Not far away, Yun Qian shouted at Ye Junli, pointing at the little snowman who had already made a body.

"Well, good..." Ye Junli stood up with a smile, and walked towards Yunqian with difficulty.

A mouthful of blood stained Yunqian's little snowman...