Demon Lord, he regrets the beginning

"Yunqian! That's enough!" Ye Junli's expression froze suddenly, and his gaze swept over Yunqian's loveless expression.

How could Yunqian say such things to herself for the sake of a dead person!

Qingyan wanted to speak a few words of dissuasion, but she shut her mouth again when she saw Shangye Junli's solemn expression.

Yun Qian didn't feel any fear because of his anger, but the smile on the corner of her mouth became more open, which made Qingyan feel very strange.

"Did I say something wrong? Lord Mojun!" Between the lines in Yun Qian's words, there was only a strange atmosphere revealed, as if he was completely opposite to Ye Junli.

Such a posture made Ye Junli uncontrollably angry, and his knuckles creaked.

His Yunqian, how could he be so hostile to himself because of someone else? Why did he only see his evil towards Ran Shen, but ignore his own kindness towards him!

"You don't want blood in your heart!"

Yun Qian's dull eyes reflected Ye Junli's stern face, his eyes were lax, and he didn't answer.

Ye Junli rolled his throat, and said sharply: "Okay! I will help you!"

Yunqian is no stranger to this kind of look. When she was imprisoned in the Temple of Slaughter in her previous life, Ye Junli often showed such a look.

Ye Junli turned around angrily and was about to leave, but was stopped by Yun Qian: "I want to send the corpses of Ran Shen and Mui back to Xiaoyao Valley."

After all, they were born in Happy Valley, and they shouldn't leave there even if they die.

The cold wind howled at the window, Yun Qian stared dejectedly at the two corpses on the ground, waiting for Ye Junli's answer.

Tears have dried up, even though there are still thousands of sorrows in his heart, he can't cry.

Ye Junli seemed to be very angry, and never cared about Yun Qian's emotions, he said heartlessly: "You, Hugh, think!" Then he turned his head and confessed, "Find me some more people to guard! Show me It's gone! If you lose it, you will end up, you know!"

Ye Junli kept his voice cold as always, flung his sleeves and left.

Yun Qian froze for a moment, but the sound of leaving footsteps from Ye Junli woke him up. Out of the corner of his eyes, the moonlight outlined a different halo on his Qingyan figure.

At the moment when the eyes met, Qingyan's complexion was still mixed, he seemed to hesitate for a while, and his throat slipped, followed by the sound of the door being locked heavily.

In the end, all that remained in Yunqian's ears were the unbearable murmurs in his heart and the howling of the cold wind.

He planned to continue the stalemate with Ye Junli.

That night, when Qingyan returned to the house to calm down, she hid in the bed and cried quietly all night.

……

The next day, he still delivered the meal to Yunqian House as if nothing had happened.

Yun Qian didn't seem to sleep all night. When he left last night, he stayed by Ran Shen's side in the same posture, and didn't move at the moment.

Because he heard Qingyan's movement, he turned his head to take a look, and then looked back.

"Yunqian, let's eat something. This porridge was cooked by the cook early in the morning. It is your favorite food." A bowl of steaming hot porridge and a few plates of delicate pastries.

But he had no appetite at all, and refused, "You don't have to work for me in the future! I'm grounded by Ye Junli again now, so I don't have the right to let you serve me!"

Qingyan was slightly stunned, he seemed to realize that Yunqian had changed a lot overnight.

In the last life, it was because Ye Junli was forced to hate him, so what about now?Does he really want to be an enemy of Ye Junli?

"Yunqian, don't be arrogant! Ranchen's death has become a fact, what's the use of you fighting Ye Junli?"

Qingyan usually has a cynical look, but when facing Ranshen's death, he is a little mature and frightening.

Yun Qian felt chilled by this.

"Qingyan..." Yunqian rarely called Qingyan's name so solemnly.

He didn't bother with the breakfast at all, and approached Yunqian slowly, only then could he see clearly that his deep sea-like pupils were wet and slightly red and swollen, and Qingyan was even more sure that he hadn't slept all night.

"Qingyan... Is it because Ranshen has never accepted your feelings, so you are actually happy that he died..." Yun Qian's expression was particularly serious, which was more like a firm fact rather than question.

The cold air pierced his skin, causing him to shrink back subconsciously, rubbed his little hands that were red from the cold, and took a deep breath.

He admitted that without Ye Junli taking care of everything in every detail, Yunqian always felt cold and couldn't cover her body with heat.

"..."

When Qingyan heard this question, her heartbeat seemed to stop for a moment, but it soon returned to normal, and she did not directly answer Yunqian's question.

"I only know that Ranchen has always liked you. If he saw you like this, he wouldn't leave at ease. He gave you the blood of his heart willingly..." He wanted The only thing to do is to persuade, not to immerse yourself in meaningless sorrow.

"Qingyan, do you have the heart to look at Ranchen's corpse alone in this strange and cold Temple of Killing God?" Yun Qian was still unwilling to give up, he changed his posture and sat on the ground with his legs crossed .

"You have to know that once the news of Ranshen's death gets out, there will be a battle between Xiaoyao Valley and the Killing Temple. The scene is very chaotic now, and Ye Junli has no time to fight with his clone, so he can only be wronged here..."

Qingyan analyzed with Yunqian, hoping that he can grasp the seriousness of the matter, and also hope that he can see the past relationship with Ye Junli, and stop acting emotionally.

Qingyan knew better than anyone else that although Ye Junli said harsh words last night, she was always thinking about Yun Qian in her heart.

Last night, Qingyan couldn't sleep, and when she got up, she saw Ye Junli wandering in front of Yunqian's house...

"Forget it...you won't help me, will you?" Yun Qian finally confirmed.

"Yun Qian, don't embarrass me... Ye Junli's original intention is to protect you. If you go back alone with Ran Shen, you will definitely be retaliated! Therefore, staying in the Temple of Killing is the safest." At the critical moment, Qingyan has become the most sensible one.

"Hehe... he, Ye Junli, is a murderous demon without blinking an eye. Am I safe?" Yun Qian said sarcastic words, but they were actually against his will. He knew better than anyone else that no matter what Ye Junli looked like in front of the outside world, He will not be willing to touch himself even the slightest bit, even if he is angered by his rude words.

This life is no better than the last one, where the misunderstanding was too deep, Ye Junli has already learned his lesson, no matter how angry he is, he will never do anything to Yun Qian again.

No, no, no, no way...

Qingyan sighed helplessly: "Wait until you figure it out..."

He shook his head, opened the door lightly and went out.

Qingyan knew Ye Junli well, and at this moment he must be impatient to know Yun Qian's condition, so Qingyan went to his room.

Qingyan's intrusion only made him raise his eyes slightly for a moment, and then continued to do what he was doing on his own.

Qingyan swayed in front of him on purpose, and sighed heavily: "Oh, what a pity, sitting on the ground all night, I don't know if my small body can bear it!"

Qingyan said while glancing at Ye Junli's reaction quietly, he stopped writing as expected, but his originally disdainful eyebrows and eyes were filled with worry for a moment.

Qingyan was secretly proud of herself, but she didn't wait for Ye Junli's next words, and continued to sigh: "The little hands and face are all red from the cold, you said that the wind was so strong last night, maybe you have already suffered from the wind and cold... ...Hey, what can I do?"

Ye Junli's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and finally he put down the brush in his hand, raised his eyes to look directly at Qingyan, and said seriously, "Have you checked whether the smoker in the house is still burning?"

Qingyan was extremely disappointed in him, she waited so long for Ye Junli to hold back such a sentence.

"Huh? I don't understand? Whose smoker is in the house? Mine? Or yours?" He asked deliberately pretending to be stupid.

Ye Junli shifted his gaze, cleared his throat, "Qing Yan!" He was serious and reserved.

"Okay, okay!" Qingyan decided not to tease him any more, and told Ye Junli about Yunqian's situation, "Is the smoker useful? His body is afraid of the cold, but now he is very stubborn, so he can't help it." Willing to eat!"

"What? Didn't I see you bring breakfast?"

Qingyan laughed at him a little in her heart, but she really stared at that room all the time.

"What's the use of taking it, you don't want to eat it, you know your little ancestor's temper, didn't you want to coax him before?" Qingyan sighed and complained.

On the other hand, he hoped that Ye Junli would let go of his jealousy and have a good talk with Yunqian again, so as not to cause such conflicts.

"..." Ye Junli was thoughtful, yes, the little guy just wanted to coax, but with his decisive attitude last night, he could coax well with just a few words.

Every time he wanted to say something nice, Yun Qian always refused him with ten words. His heart was completely put in front of Yun Qian without any concealment, and he couldn't bear such stimulation at all.

He was jealous, he was going crazy with jealousy...

"What?" Qingyan rolled her eyes and looked at Ye Junli, "Do you feel distressed?"

Isn't this nonsense?

He was so distressed that he was going crazy...

"You go coax!" Ye Junli knew Yun Qian too well, he was so angry that he was afraid that he would not want to eat when he saw Ye Junli.

On the one hand, it was because seeing Ye Junli would arouse the resentment in his heart even more, on the other hand, he always liked to be pretentious before Ye Junli, just to enjoy the uniqueness when Ye Junli coaxed him gently and patiently... ...

"I'm going to coax you? Did you make a mistake? Ye Junli, do you think that I've been living in your Slaughter Temple all day long with a smug face, because I'm too free to do anything? Arrange such a difficult task for me?" Qingyan Chattering inconceivably, with his hands on his hips, he continued to complain, "Can you two please let me go, don't you worry about you two enough lately?"

"So what if there is one more thing?" Ye Junli's blunt retaliation made Qingyan almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.