I heard that you are my son's father

When he was helping to tie the knot with his mouth, Qi Yan opened his eyes beside him, and took his hand to help him tie it: "Why didn't you call me?"

"I can handle it myself, you can break through with your heart."

"It's not easy to break." Qi Yan said, "Let me tell you the truth, I opened the exit. If I was alone, I would have already gone out, but there was a violent pulling force at the exit of the formation, and ordinary flesh and blood couldn't get through it. You're going to be torn apart before you pass."

Lu Qingyu was startled: "Maybe you broke from the outside after you go out?"

"It's the same inside and out. What's more, if I go out once, the exit will be closed. You will have no chance to go out, and I won't be able to come in again."

Lu Qingyu lowered his eyes and nodded: "Okay, then leave me alone, you can go."

After waiting for a while without hearing a response, he raised his eyes: "What's wrong?"

The banquet said: "You are my Taoist companion, how could I abandon you."

"You didn't drop it on purpose, it's okay."

"If you can't go out, I will always be here with you. I am by your side, and my spiritual power can guarantee that you will not be hungry or thirsty." Qi Yan said, "There is no need for any hesitation."

Lu Qingyu froze for a moment: "You...you don't have to be like this."

The person in front of him frowned, and there was a bit of anger in his eyes.

He hurriedly said: "You are the lord of the demon world, you should have a lot of things to do."

"There are indeed many things." Qi Yan turned his face, and his voice was a little cold, "But the monster race will have no me, and there will be other people living in it, at least... it won't be destroyed immediately, and now I am away from you." If you leave, how many days can you live here?"

"I……"

"What's more, I just said it's not easy to break, I didn't say it couldn't be broken, but I just waited a little longer." He turned his head, looked at the surprised and pitiful face of the other party, and felt soft in his heart, "I should , why can't you accept it frankly?"

Lu Qingyu avoided his gaze: "No one should be nice to anyone."

"But we are Taoist couples, and we have children."

The person in front of him lowered his head and didn't respond.

Qi Yan curled his hair around his fingers, and said: "I also said, I don't worry about you."

The drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, he pulled the person closer to his arms, and pressed him back before the other person was about to get up: "Don't move, I will give you some spiritual power."

The person in his arms didn't move anymore: "How do I give it?"

"You have to stick to me, just hug me for a while."

"Oh." Lu Qingyu blushed a little, why did he want to go elsewhere.

He pressed against his warm chest tightly, his heart was turning a thousand times, with all kinds of emotions constantly surging up, sometimes clear and sometimes hesitant, he felt that his whole heart was about to fall under the pressure of these thoughts.

Later, he fell into a drowsy sleep, restless sleep, and kept dreaming. The dream was full of endless darkness. He also fell, fell to the bottom, and suddenly woke up again. When he looked up, he found that he was still in the arms of Qi Yan. He was wearing a golden fur coat.

Qi Yan opened his eyes and smiled at him: "Are you awake?"

He nodded.

"I was afraid to wake you up just now, so I didn't call you. There is a bed in the Qiankun bag." Qi Yan opened the Qiankun bag, took out a small gold bead from inside, and threw it forward, and the golden bead turned into a carved golden bead. The big bed inlaid with jade, the silk quilt and brocade mattress, the curtains are lightly blowing, and there are screens around it. If you don't look out, inside this screen is a comfortable world.

Lu Qingyu: "Don't be so particular..."

In this environment, why do you think it is appropriate to lay a mat on the ground?

"Actually, I also brought a bathtub and water." Qi Yan took out his bag again, and was held down by the person in his arms, "No, I can't take a shower."

"Okay, you go to bed and lie down." He got up, immediately picked up the person in his arms, crossed the screen and put him on the bed lightly, pulled the quilt to cover him, "Go back to sleep."

The injury on Lu Qingyu's hand caused him to feel a little hot and dizzy. He fell asleep again after a while, and he didn't know how long he slept.

But I felt that someone lifted the quilt and lay down, first touched his forehead, then took his hand, untied the wound and injected healing spiritual power into it, then wrapped it up lightly, put it in the quilt, and then She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pressed him into her arms.

This is to send some spiritual power to him again, but he didn't move.

After posting for a while, the hunger disappeared, and the person warmed up, so he fell asleep again.

There is no light here, I don't know how long it has passed, if you count the number of times he came to give him spiritual power when he was hungry and prayed for a feast, three times a day, then it should have been almost a month.

In the past month, he sighed several times, it is still a foresight to bring a bathtub.

The wound on his hand has healed, but a red mark on the back of his hand, like a thin leaf, has not diminished, and it may never disappear.

Qi Yan took his hand a few times and sighed: "Such a beautiful hand, but there is an extra mark."

But what does it matter if you can keep your arm?

Having been instilled with spiritual power, Lu Qingyu became more and more energetic. On the contrary, Qi Yan's face was a little pale. To give him spiritual power, he had to consume spiritual power to break the formation. The consumption was too great, and he often had to lie down and rest.

He was very guilty again, and still wanted to say, leave me alone, but Qi Yan said that he could go out soon, so don't waste all your previous efforts at this time.

He can only be an obedient person, at least not to make trouble.

But how much is owed to him, and can it be repaid in the future?

The banquet was lying on the bed and gave him some spiritual power. He was not hungry yet, and the spiritual power was strong. Now the interval between hunger can be quite long, but the banquet is still delivered according to the previous habit.

In the past two days, he felt some changes. When he had too much spiritual power, he collided with the demonic energy in his body and was able to dispel some of the magical energy.

But he couldn't control it himself, and he couldn't lead it. Sometimes the two breaths would devour each other, which was counterproductive and merged into one breath, which was either demonic energy or spiritual power.

Because the spiritual power is used for daily consumption, sometimes it will be a little weaker, and it will be swallowed by the magic energy, making the magic energy stronger.

The devilish energy on his body has long since melted away with the spirit root of the fairy gate, and now the remaining devilish energy, which is the characteristic of the enchanting demon, emits a stronger fragrance when it is strong.

Qi Yan hugged him in his arms, and the exhaustion of spiritual power made him not so clear. He leaned against the person in his arms and sent out the spiritual power, and he clearly felt that the fragrance became more intense, and it all penetrated into his nostrils.

He was drowsy, at first he kissed the face of the person in his arms lightly, then his lips, and after that, the strength became uncontrollable, it was no longer just a taste.

Lu Qingyu called him a few times, but got no response. He understood that he was affected by the demonic energy, and wanted to push him away, but he was full of guilt and made his movements slow down.

That person's whole body pressed up, leaving bright red marks on his face and neck, and his shoulders were not spared either.

His mind was also confused for a moment, and he forced himself to stay awake again. When the man's hand went all the way down and lifted his belt, he still raised his hand to block it.

As soon as the movement of the person on the body stopped, there was a moment of clarity in the eyes soaked in passion/desire: "I forgot, I promised you that I will never untie your clothes again."

Qi Yan lay sideways beside him, but still in a daze, pulled him into his arms again, rubbed his lips and teeth against his face, and tightened the hand holding his shoulder from time to time.

Lu Qingyu gritted his teeth, held his face, and whispered in his ear: "Let me help you with my prescription, okay?"

The smile of the person in front of him was blurred: "Your skills are better than mine?"

"Correct."

Qi Yan frowned suddenly.

He had a dream of being drunk and lying among flowers, his heart and lungs were filled with the beautiful and strange fragrance of flowers, and in the end, he fell into a deep sleep among the gorgeous flowers, holding the shoulder of the person in his arms tightly and then loosened several times.

There is no distinction between the sun and the moon, when he woke up he didn't know if it was dark or dawn, he just felt refreshed, he put his arms around the man in his arms, and lightly touched the center of his brow with his lips.

The man in my arms also woke up, and helped him cover the quilt: "I don't get hungry so easily, once a day is enough, you don't have to worry about sending me spiritual power all the time, sleep well."

Qi Yan smiled lightly in the quilt: "Okay."

But he didn't fall asleep right away. He pulled his hand over and looked over and over again.

Lu Qingyu sat on the edge of the bed, his face was flushed, and his heart fluttered up and down.

After more than a month, the formation broke.

The open ground where the roots of the tree entangled was slowly submerged in dust, the two walked to the exit, raised the fan to cover the eyes of the people around them, and the golden fan turned into a silk ribbon, gently wrapped around his eyes : "I haven't seen the sky for a long time, so I need to cover it."

Lu Qingyu thanked him, and just as he raised his hand, he was grabbed by the people around him, who led him forward slowly.

Walking to the field, he stopped for a while, and asked, "What's wrong?"

After a while, Qi Yan responded: "At first I saw that the string of small jade beads hanging from the girl's waist was very beautiful, but I couldn't find it."

Lu Qingyu was startled: "This...she has gone, so don't take her things."

The banquet was silent for a while, but he sighed: "Let's go."

Walking back into the city, the silk belt covering it can be removed, and the holding hands are still not loosened, and the two of them seem to have forgotten it.

At this time, it was the time when the market opened in the early morning, and the shops opened for the first time, and the vendors had just put up new products and shouted in the bustling street.

Today's weather is very good, at the end of spring, the sun is warm.

The banquet heard the ringing of the bell again, and it was light and cheerful, and it hadn't stopped since entering Chunxi City.

He himself is not from here, and it is normal for him to be confined for ten years during retreat, and he has no feeling about staying away from the hustle and bustle of the world for two months.

However, he still lives in a place where human beings gather, and he doesn't like dealing with many people, which doesn't mean he doesn't like this bustling world.

The weather in the world is smooth, peaceful and happy, and you only have a clean place in the hustle and bustle. Probably, this is the life you yearn for.

Lu Qingyu stopped and walked, his eyes flicked over what he saw.

When praying for the banquet, he stopped and waited for him.

Little Golden Hammer secretly reminded: "The lord bought him candied haws."

Qi Yan thought for a while: "I haven't seen him eat these things before."

"This is your intention. He just took a few more glances, and he probably likes it." Little Golden Hammer was confused, "My lord, weren't you very careful when you were trapped in Liuyuan Valley?"

He never lost his spiritual power once, checked his injuries from time to time, even took care of his bathing and dressing when his hands were not healed.

Qiyan said: "Of course I have to think about his life and death."

Little Golden Hammer: "..."

It was a little discouraged, and it seemed that it didn't take much effort along the way, and the two got engaged easily, and they were still together despite all the ups and downs.

However, his venerable master has always relied on the storybook, and has hardly looked squarely at it, whether he likes the Taoist priest or not.

In this way, there is also a loss of the kind of mind that really thinks about the other party from the heart. Obviously, when doing many things for him, there is no need for a reason.

Little Golden Hammer has no other choice. It also relies on the storybook dully and cannot truly understand human emotions.

It had no choice but to say: "Honorable Lord, in "Marrying the Little Husband for You", the prime minister went to the street, but he would buy a lot of things for the little husband. Needless to say, silk clothes, there is also a windmill.

Clay figurines and candied haws are a must. The long-lasting relationship between two people is reflected in these little things. "

"is it?"

"Yes, you haven't read this book, I can only tell you that there is such a plot."

"Okay." Qi Yan tapped his hand with a fan bone, "I'll buy back all the windmill clay figurines and candied haws on this street, what do you think?"

Little Golden Hammer: "..."