Demon Lord, he regrets the beginning

Qishuo returns to the Temple of Slaughter, and mentions to Jianxie all of Ye Junli's strange behavior today.

Jian Xie doesn't understand emotional matters, but based on his understanding of the sage he has always admired, he feels that he is not someone who can afford it and never let it go.

"Maybe it's because the Fire Flame Orb is gone, and it's going to be a bit of a blow to the Holy King..." Jian Xie analyzed to Qi Shuo, "After all, the Fire Flame Orb is what the Holy King has worked so hard to get, and now everything is impossible. Gone..."

Qi Shuo felt that what Jian Xie said was quite reasonable, and nodded in agreement.

But then another doubtful point came to mind: "No, even Ranshen handed over the heart of immortality to brother Junli, and he no longer has to suffer the punishment of hell to fall into the mortal world. The heart of immortality is more powerful than the flame pearl, Jun It is impossible for Brother Li to remain so absent-minded!"

Jian Xie shook his head helplessly, expressing that he had nothing to do: "Maybe you are thinking too much, just now seeing Sheng Jun come back, his face is full of joy, there is no big problem, don't be so nervous."

"Besides... what you should worry about is Young Master Qingyan."

Jian Xie usually doesn't talk much, but the last sentence hit Qi Shuo's heart sharply, and he gritted his teeth angrily: "It's up to you! You should worry about your life's affairs, until now you don't even have a date! Sorry to say I!"

Jian Xie paused for a while as if he was talking about his thoughts, and smiled with lowered eyes: "Since the day I followed the Holy King, I have made up my mind to abandon my emotions and desires, and get in the way..."

"I told you that you don't understand, anyway, let me tell you, you have to take good care of brother Junli, and don't let him have any accidents..." Qi Shuo seriously warned.

It was rare for Qi Shuo to be so serious, so he quietly observed Ye Junli's behavior at night.

At night, it was normal. After Ye Junli finished his dinner, he went into the Nightmare Palace to read books.

Nightmare Palace was very quiet, and since Yun Qian was gone, it became even more deserted.

From time to time, he would look at Ye Junli through the window, for fear that as Qi Shuo said, the majestic king of the demon world would become weird...

If it is accidentally spread, it will definitely affect Ye Junli's status in the Six Realms.

Jianxie has an obligation to prevent such a thing from happening.

However, in the middle of the night, before Ye Junli went to bed, Jian Xie heard rustling noises from the Nightmare Palace, so he couldn't help but lie down at the window and look in boldly.

Ye Junli first put away the scroll in his hand, then went to the table and poured two cups of tea with a smile on his face.

Then, the person's name was naturally called out of his mouth: "Qianqian..."

He didn't set his eyes on a certain spot, but kept tidying up the uncluttered Nightmare Palace without stopping.

He continued: "I went to the market with Qi Shuo today, and I bought him a windmill and candies..."

"That candy seems to be different from last time. I will take you to pick it next time. You should like it."

"By the way, I bought it for Yiyou. He lost his temper even when he couldn't see you. You should come with me to see him next time..."

Ye Junli walked to the side of the bed and began to arrange the bedding, folded and unfolded the bedding, folded it again...

"Today's roast chicken, I specially asked the boss to add honey, but you didn't eat a bite, isn't it not to your liking..."

The grilled chicken on the table was still intact, and the oil paper bag had been opened, but no one had touched it.

Ye Junli paused for a moment, and gave a wry smile: "You have a bad temper, you must have seen me take Qi Shuo out without taking you, so the jealousy must have been overturned..."

You are so jealous...why don't you come back to me...

After repeatedly folding the quilt in his hands, Ye Junli finally got a little tired, and sat down against the edge of the bed...

He was afraid that the clouds would be cold, so he would always put two more smokers in the room, but now, in this empty Nightmare Palace, he still felt extremely cold...

"You don't like me taking others out, just tell me...I won't take it next time..."

Like before, lose your temper with me, lose your temper, just don't ignore me...

Ye Junli didn't go to sleep on the bed, the quilt faintly exuded the smell of Yun Qian's body, the faint scent of milk, but strongly impacted Ye Junli's nasal cavity...

And that broken heart.

He didn't have the courage to lie down on it.

He forgot how he fell asleep, he just felt so tired.

in a dream.

The young Ye Junli saw with his own eyes that Emperor Yunji regarded him as the son of a malevolent star, and pressed his head into the water forcefully, cursing viciously, "You broke your matriarch! Now you want to kill him again!" Are you trying to kill me? Go to hell!"

The little man's hands kept struggling, but it was of no use at all.

"Stop!" shouted Ye Junli in the dream, the Heavenly Emperor didn't want outsiders to see his evil face, so he let go of the man in the water and left quickly.

Ye Junli ran over quickly, pulled the man up, patted his back lightly, and wiped off the water droplets on his head and face with a handkerchief...

I thought he would cry at such a young age, but to Ye Junli's surprise, the man raised his face and smiled flamboyantly at him: "Thank you brother! My name is Yunqian, what's my brother's name?"

Ye Junli has never been called so affectionately before. When he was in the Celestial Clan, he was always alone, alone, and hardly communicated with others.

Looking at Yun Qian, who is younger than she should be, with delicate features and innocent face, calling her brother, a strange feeling creeps in her heart.

"My name is Ye Junli." He said slowly.

"Brother Junli..." Yunqian yelled out immediately, maybe because of her young age, she still had a nasal voice when she spoke, so when she heard it, it sounded like a baby's voice.

It wasn't until later that Ye Junli realized that this little milk voice seemed to be born like this.

Since Ye Junli rescued him, he has followed Ye Junli almost every day, and then turned on the chatterbox mode.

"Brother Junli, have you ever played in the mortal world?"

"Nothing." No matter how interesting Yun Qian's words were, Ye Junli's response was always flat.

"That's a pity, you don't know, the mortal world is so much fun!"

"Brother Junli, do you like swimming?" Yun Qian asked again, playing with some flowers and plants on both sides of the Tiandian.

"do not like."

......

Such a monotonous conversation day after day, Ye Junli answered briefly, but never felt impatient.

This day, when Yunqian came to look for Ye Junli, he was practicing with a gun, and Yunqian was stunned by the sharp wind of the gun.

Ye Junli concentrated on looking at the tip of the gun, fine beads of sweat hung on the end of his brows, his serious attitude made Yun Qian's heart skip a beat, and he walked in Ye Junli's direction disobediently.

Ye Jun saw Yun Qian from the corner of his eye, and quickly put away the spear.

A cold voice sounded between the two: "Huh? Looking for me?"

Seeing his stern gaze, Yun Qian's heart trembled for a while, and she quickly waved her hands: "No, I just happened to pass by..."

Not too excited, he felt that Ye Junli was in a bad mood today, even though he was always cold and indifferent, he was not as indifferent as he is today.

Yun Qian stood where she was, neither leaving nor staying.

Just when he was very entangled, Ye Junli's alienating words fell on Yunqian's heart: "I will be very busy in the future, so don't come to me again."

It was a coquettish smile that was barely squeezed out, but after hearing Ye Junli's clear-cut words, tears welled up in his eyes.

With tears in her eyes, Yun Qian stared blankly at Ye Junli, full of grievances and had nowhere to vent, then folded her hands and covered her forehead, her thin shoulders twitched, her crying changed from restrained at the beginning to howling .

Now Ye Junli has nothing to do.

During his time with Yunqian, he felt that Yunqian was optimistic and cheerful. Even though he was almost drowned that day, he didn't shed a single tear.

What is the situation now?

"You...what's the matter..." Ye Junli looked at Yunqian crying, and he was at a loss what to do, so he just asked such a sentence clumsily.

Yunqian was so out of breath from crying that she simply sat on the ground and continued to sit and cry.

Crying until I almost felt comfortable, I replied intermittently: "You...are you annoying me too...I think I'm...disgusting, and you don't want to talk to me anymore..."

Ye Junli's expression changed from indifference to astonishment, and he lost his temper in an instant when he saw the little man crying on the ground.

After a while, he said slowly, "I don't hate you."

Indeed, Ye Junli never felt bored with Yun Qian from the beginning to the end, on the contrary, he always appeared in front of him from time to time, alive and kicking, Ye Junli felt that the depressed mood was much more cheerful.

It was only recently that he learned that Yun Qian was the son of the Emperor of Heaven, the dignified prince of the Heavenly Clan.

The person who wanted to put Yunqian to death that day was none other than Tiandi Yunji, who left so hastily that Ye Junli didn't see clearly.

Yun Qian is the noble son of heaven, and she is just a god of war who can only wield knives and guns in the Tian clan, and she didn't want to get too close to him, so she said the hurtful words just now.

However, the crying still did not stop for a long time.

"I really don't hate you." Ye Junli repeated weakly again.

Yun Qian, on the other hand, was crying so much that she couldn't help herself, and she didn't make a fuss about Ye Junli's comfort, and continued: "No one... likes me... No one..."

The voice is very soft, but it reveals a deep sadness, unlike the unreasonable play of a child, it makes people feel inexplicably distressed.

Ye Junli moved closer to Yunqian, squatted down, and comforted him again in a deep voice: "You are fine, I don't dislike you."

Then, by accident, he pulled Yun Qian's hand covering his eyes away, and gently wiped the tears on his face.

Yun Qian was so startled by his gentle actions that she stopped crying, and looked at Ye Junli innocently and aggrievedly.

The temperature of the thumb's pulp brought heat to Yunqian's cheek, as if it could scald his beating heart for Ye Junli at the moment.

However, what makes Yunqian thrilling is yet to come.

The warm and hoarse voice rang in his ears, like his red and swollen eyes and blushing cheeks were reflected in the deep eye waves.

"like you very much."

A cold kiss, gently sweeping the corner of my right lip...