Demon Lord, he regrets the beginning

Yunqian's injury still prevented him from walking on the ground alone, but he was unwilling to let Ranchen hug him unless it was absolutely necessary.

Ran Shen, on the other hand, was unwilling to let others touch Yun Qian.

Therefore, every time Yunqian went down to the ground, he was personally responsible for supporting Yunqian to walk.

"Go slowly, does it hurt?"

Yunqian's injured leg was almost dragging on the ground, unable to bear any force at all, but he didn't like that Ranchen was worried about him.

"It doesn't hurt, just walk slowly and get used to it."

This was the first time Yunqian came out of the house to show her face in the past few days when she came to Fengshen Mausoleum. The ghosts and maids along the way all cast strange glances.

When had their demon god been so gentle to anyone?

"Ranchen, they are all looking at me, is it too strange to walk?" Yun Qian misunderstood the eyes of those people, lowered her brows and eyes in frustration, staring at her crippled leg.

Facing Yun Qian's displeasure, Ran Shen raised his five fingers and pushed away all the ghosts. The entire Fengshen Mausoleum fell silent for an instant, as if only Yun Qian and Ran Shen were left.

"No one is looking at you now, don't be afraid." He smiled, with tenderness in his eyes.

Yun Qian had a low self-esteem since he was a child, and his current appearance hit his self-esteem even more.

The light in his pupils flickered, he pursed his lips, and said slowly: "Ranchen, can you teach me how to control a sword?"

Yun Qian had seen Ran Shen Yujian, but it was only once, and the movement was very short, but it was very chic.

His feet are so useless, learning Yujian may be the best help for himself.

Normally, Ran Shen would agree to Yun Qian's request without hesitation, but right now, he obviously hesitated.

"Yu Jian?" He was lost in thought, his eyebrows raised, and he seemed unable to speak.

Seeing this, Yunqian quickly explained: "It's okay, I don't have to learn."

Ran Shen calmed down, and then continued: "I'll teach you." There was still a deep smile in his eyes.

He didn't want to disappoint Yun Qian.

There was a moment of astonishment in Yunqian's eyes, and then she came back to her senses, revealing a clear joy, and nodded like a pounding garlic: "Okay!"

Ran Shen first checked Yun Qian's injuries inside and out. Although he has been paying close attention to Yun Qian's situation at ordinary times, he still can't allow it to be taken lightly. After all, Yu Jian needs to consume some internal energy. Shallow security.

"Come on, take this sword and try to see if it fits..." Ran Shen took out a light red spirit sword from the sword room and put it in Yun Qian's hand. This sword was similar in color to Yun Qian's shadow blade. I like it at a glance.

"Appropriate! Appropriate!" He stroked the hilt of the sword happily, caressing it carefully, as if he was full of love for everything.

He was looking at the sword, and Ranshen was looking at him.

Looking up for a moment, the four eyes meet.

Ran Shen's pupils clearly reflected Yun Qian's face and his cheerful smile.

"You are always satisfied so easily..." Ran Shen Youyou poured out this sigh, feeling a little helpless, how could someone be willing to treat such a good person cruelly to him.

Yunqian shook her head, and whispered, "That's not true, I haven't had enough to eat recently, and my stomach is not satisfied..."

Ran Shen frowned, and looked at Yun Qian in disbelief: "Huh?"

Yun Qian glanced at Ran Shen shyly: "I want spicy food."

"No," Ran Shen rarely turned serious to Yun Qian, "You have a bad stomach, so you can't eat spicy food."

Yun Qian curled her lips, Ran Shen always regarded herself as too delicate, so she had no choice but to give up.

"Hold and familiarize yourself with the sword for two days, and then I can start teaching you how to control the sword." Ran Shen gently took Yun Qian's arm, walked side by side with him, and was about to go back to the house to rest.

After returning to the house and sitting down, Ran Shen went to work for Yun Qian's lunch again.

When it was served, Yunqian was pleasantly surprised to find that there was a little reddish color in the bowl of noodles, which should be some chili peppers.

"Ranchen, you..." Yun Qian cast a questioning look at Ranchen, and her appetite was whetted.

"This is not an example." Ran Shen looked at his satisfied face, and watched him eat the bowl of noodles to his heart's content, feeling a little comforted in his heart.

He didn't know how many more days they could live in such a rare and comfortable life in hiding, but he was satisfied to be able to face Yun Qian day and night, and that person was happy.

……

Yunqian got his wish and ate slightly spicy noodles, and felt a little sleepy after eating and drinking. Ranchen asked him to take a nap, but he sat beside him and didn't leave.

He sat down against the edge of the bed, and soon, in the whole room, there was only the sound of Yun Qian's long and even breathing, which was very close, which made people feel peaceful and close.

He covered his heart. He left that day to save Yunqian. The fire was too fierce. Shui people are born afraid of fire. Yun Qian Yixing Yun Fei's eyes, he couldn't say any words of rejection.

Ran Shen turned his head and looked at Yun Qian who was sleeping soundly, his face gradually became bloody, he really looked like a child when he was asleep, he was defenseless against the world.

Ran Shen couldn't control his hand, he wanted to touch Yun Qian's face, it was so pink, so cute.

"Brother Junli..."

The man's unintentional dream talking in his sleep made Ran Shen's incomparably hard heart instantly shattered into mud.

"Brother Junli..." Another mournful and reluctant call echoed in his ears, the man shouted so nostalgic and helpless.

He got up, held his heart that was about to collapse, and fled.

Leaving Yunqian's side, Ranchen ran out of Fengshenling, panting heavily, the discomfort in his heart became more and more serious, and he couldn't stop his flustered emotions.

"Yunqian... How can I be inferior to Ye Junli!" He murmured, unable to accept the current facts.

He clenched his fists tightly, adjusted his magic breath, and his resentful eyes became a little scary, but he suppressed it instantly.

……

When she returned to Fengshen Mausoleum, Yun Qian had already woken up from her sleep, wondering if she hadn't recovered from the dream, and looked at Ran Shen in a daze.

Ran Chen sat down on the edge of the bed, his face was a bit ugly, but he still smiled in disguise: "Are you awake?"

Yun Qian seemed to be completely out of state, with a dazed expression: "I... just had a nightmare..." Yun Qian paused, "I'm a little scared."

Ran Shen didn't ask about Yun Qian's nightmare, but directly comforted him: "I'm here, don't be afraid."

"I want to go back to the Temple of Slaughter." Even though Yun Qian said in a very low voice, Ran Shen who was keen could still hear it clearly.

"Huh?" he asked incredulously.

"It's all right." Yun Qian waved her hand, realizing that she had said something wrong.

Ran Shen was still smiling, but the soft smile had changed a bit, and asked, "Is it cold? I'm going to ask Zhuo Yu for an extra bed..."

"Ran Shen." Yun Qian called him.

The man stopped, but didn't look back: "What's wrong?"

"When...when will you teach me how to handle the sword?"

"Let's talk..." Ranchen left on his own, with a little haste.

Edgeworth?He doesn't plan to teach anymore, he won't let Yun Qian leave!

Zhuo Yu had a huge gap with Ran Shen's actions, she couldn't accept it, so her current attitude towards Ran Shen was a bit bad.

"What are you doing here?" Burning Feather turned his back.

"I need your help with something." Faced with Zhuo Yu's attitude, Ran Shen didn't find it difficult to say, and directly stated the purpose.

After all, she is his elder sister, she speaks cruel words, but her heart is soft: "Speak."

"You come forward and temporarily lock Yunqian in the Divine Breath Building." Ran Shen's tone was calm, and there was no hint of a joke.

Zhuo Yu was stunned for a moment, then asked: "The reason."

"Just do it." Ranchen just dropped four words, took a quilt from the Burning Feather House, turned and left.

Zhuo Yu has always been responsive to Ran Chen's requests, no matter what Ran Chen did, he may also be grasping this point.

Sure enough, the next day, Yunqian was locked into the Divine Breath Building by Zhuo Yu.

However, what Shi Ranshen never expected was that the blazing torch on the upper floor of Shenxi gave Yunqian an almost fatal blow.

He thought that keeping Yunqian in a brighter place would not scare him so much, his purpose was just to prevent him from returning to the Temple of Slaughter.

He knew that Yunqian was not just talking casually.

But he was unwilling to imprison Yunqian himself, and needed Zhuo Yu to come forward.

Yun Qian, who was locked in the Shenxi Building, was facing emotional collapse.

"Don't burn it! Don't do it! Please, don't do it..." He seemed to have a serious hallucination. Some skulls flew towards him in the fire, and they turned into ashes in an instant.

"Don't burn..."

That day, when Yun Qian was rescued from the Blood Tomb Terrace, Ran Shen always believed that Yun Qian's fainting was caused by the short-term suffocation caused by the thick smoke choking her throat, but she never expected that it was because of Yun Qian's fear of fire.

He was afraid of fire, more than a little.

Surrounded by the flames, the limbs of the person curled up on the ground began to stiffen, and gradually lost the instinct to call for help.

The flames here were even more dazzling than those on the Blood Tomb Terrace that day.

It wasn't until someone delivered breakfast the next day that the tragedy was discovered.

......

When Zhuo Yu arrived, Ran Shen had already hugged the man in his arms, and sat in the Shenxi Building for a day, his eyes were not in focus, and he was looking at a certain place emptyly.

The body temperature of the person in his arms gradually returned to normal after being treated like a madman, but his face was blue-gray, the color of almost death.

"He's afraid of fire... I didn't know..." Ran Chen suddenly said, with a wry smile on his face.

Because of his own jealousy, he almost made a big mistake irreparably!

She tried her best to save him, but almost became the one who killed him with her own hands.

For a moment, the man felt a cold hand on his face, and slowly opened his eyes: "Ranchen... when will you teach me how to control the sword?"

Finally, the strength that had been armed for a day completely collapsed at this moment, and he finally broke down in tears...

"Ranchen... cheer up..." It was Ranchen who Zhuoyu had never seen before. She couldn't bear to hit him again, but she just reminded: "Ye Junli will find this place sooner or later...he can't hide."