Yan Chili entered the hall.
   This night it was his turn to sleep with Ye Qing.
   Ye Qing obediently lay on the bed, seeing that the lights of Niao Na almost fell into someone’s eyes. Yan Chili’s long, narrow eyebrows and dark eyes originally contained a cloud of mist, but with the swaying of the candle’s wick, it seemed as if a layer of mist was being pushed away, and when the mist faded away, the black eyes came alive, so blazing that one couldn’t turn them away look.
   Ye Qing couldn’t help but stared blankly.
   He wanted to see if those eyes were looking at him. He rubbed his eyes to see clearly. He could indeed see clearly that Yan Chili’s eyes were dotted with stars, and except for the light of the fire, everything reflected was his figure.
   Ye Qing was stunned, this feeling was very strange, for a moment, the small drum in his heart was beating lightly.
   Li Gui’s hair is also extremely beautiful, with a black satin-like luster shining in the flames.
   Ye Qing couldn’t help being amazed.
   He grabbed a handful of them, and they were both beautiful men. He subconsciously thought, whether the black hair of the all-powerful demon king is longer and smoother, or the black satin-like hair of the number one ghost cultivator in the Demon Realm is more beautiful and shiny.
   Ye Qing compared them vigorously.
   Yan Chili remained silent the whole time, a crescent-like smile loomed in his eyes, what kind of smile was that, it was full of willful indulgence.
   After all, Yan Chili pinched his face from time to time, lingered on his hair, and occasionally touched his earlobe. Ye Qing never took this kind of intimacy seriously, and he didn’t think there was anything wrong with touching his brother’s hair.
   But after Ye Qing compared for a long time, suddenly he shivered, realizing that his action was extremely inappropriate.
   How can it be compared!
   Comparing whose hair is longer and whose hair is smoother, isn’t it the same as a scumbag comparing his predecessor and current one! Obviously they all have black hair, each with its own beauty.
   Ye Qing’s hands trembled, and the black hair slipped from his fingertips, so smooth, like fine and dense black pond weeds.
   Ye Qing was startled again, and a scene flashed before his eyes… Amidst the black air, Yan Chili was sitting among the piles of white bones, his shiny black hair was dyed white overnight from the root to the tip. His face was no longer a pair of black eyes, but blood pupils, bursting with chilling hatred.
   The bone flute is close to the lips, it is a ghostly song full of bloody killings.
   With white hair and red eyes, he descended into the world like a ghost and god, and when the money comes, he kills and repairs like hemp. Every time a cultivator passed by, that cultivator would cry out, melting into a trace of blood mist and merging into the vortex of ghosts and monsters.
   This scene is horrifying.
   When reading the book, Ye Qing was deeply shocked, as if he heard a whine. It was as if someone had robbed him of a heart and a piece of flesh with his own hands, so he was in agony.
   Memories flowed, Ye Qing’s eyes were slightly red, and he suddenly realized that black hair is more beautiful than disheartened white hair! In the midst of a strange accident, he said to Yan Chili hesitantly, “Brother, I will protect myself in the future, and you don’t want to…”
   don’t want what?
   Ye Qing couldn’t speak the unfinished words, so he simply swallowed it by himself. He leaned his head against the pillow and closed his eyes. The child’s sleep quality is good, and the eyelashes flutter, gently undulating like a small fan, and the breathing soon becomes even and long.
   Yan Chili understood.
   Ye Qing hoped that he would stop killing people, kill innocent people indiscriminately, and stop hurting himself by self-explosion… There was also a flash of light in Yan Chili’s eyes, which was the shadow of memories.
   In Li Guidao, there have never been any rules and regulations and compassion. As far as I can remember, he was in Haizuo Abyss Building, and his ears were always surrounded by brothers and sisters struggling and howling. The stench of endless blood. After stepping through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, he climbed up from the devil’s lair all the way, and he did not die at the hands of his brothers and sisters.
   Cold-blooded cunning, arrogance and violence have long been carved into his bones.
   Even if he broke his spine, no matter how much he beat and slapped, only ghostly spirits would flow out of his bone marrow. Strong enough to stand up to the heavens, he once believed that killing is the innate nature of demon cultivators, and the future of the demon realm should be to kill all human beings, kill all immortal monks, and capture the cultivation world.
   Then he changed his mind.
   Because Ye Qing appeared.
   When he knelt in front of the demon-killing platform covered with scars, his body was broken and his soul was almost gone, after Ye Qing took good care of him, his thoughts changed quietly.
   Even if he didn’t want to admit it.
   He believes that he is the most wanton person in the Demon Realm, a ghost walking alone in the dark night, and he should spend his life wandering. Who wants to be a puppet in the hands of a young man.
   Once, he wanted to confuse the young man and ran away in the chaos, but the young man’s eyes that were bewitched by beauty instantly sobered up, and he added an extra chain to him.
   At that time, the strategy failed, and his heart almost burst.
   Maybe it was anger, maybe it was resentment, when I dreamed back in the middle of the night, I called “Ye Qing” over and over again with a hoarse voice that was not completely repaired, and at the same time, who heard the bewitching voice exclusive to the ghost All feel hairy.
   Ye Qing really didn’t dare to provoke him anymore, but he couldn’t let him go, and still came to see him every day and feed him. But even if it is feeding, it is like a folk domesticating a vicious dog, who only dares to pull and shake the iron chain to signal the ghost, he is coming!
   Come to heal his wounds and deliver food!
   The iron chain jingled and swayed, penetrating the eardrum as crisp as a rattle. Yan Chili heard it in his sleep, and every time he lost his temper and raised his head against his ferocious and beautiful face, what he saw was the boy’s posture of avoiding the vicious dog, standing half a foot away from him, tilting his head softly Ingratiating smile.
   It’s frustrating not to hit one place.
   After Yan Chili thought about it carefully, what Ye Qing was holding Qingyao was not an iron chain, but his soul. He had already handed over all his soul and mind without knowing it.
   Ye Qing returned to the Demon Realm, and he was so angry that he decided that the fairy rope was fake.
   In fact, the Immortal Rope is real, as long as it is in Ye Qing’s hands, it can bind a Mahayana ghost, and turn the moody ocean into a smooth and smooth river. His only restraint was given to Ye Qing, Ye Qing didn’t want him to kill, so he didn’t move.
   After all, this is the person he bought in exchange for his vain attempt to reopen a fate.
   As a demon cultivator, he is rebellious by nature, and he doesn’t believe in fate or heaven. Until the moment when Ye Qing got the sword in his stomach, he was extremely shocked. He would rather believe that there is a god standing three feet above his head. He was willing to do everything in his power, hoping that the way of heaven would be merciful, that he would disrupt all fates again, and hope that he would come back to life again. In the two worlds, the happy, carefree little fairy.
   Fortunately, there really is a day in the world, and his wish has been fulfilled.
   Thinking of this, Yan Chi lowered his eyes halfway, lowered his head to stare at the peacefully sleeping young man beside him, so close that he could count the eyelashes of the other party clearly, then tilted his neck back and smiled lightly, which he could feel without sniffing.
   Ye Qing’s body has a fresh breath, which belongs to the body temperature of a living person, and at the same time, there is also a clear and grassy aroma, which makes him feel deeply tasteless, and the liquid in the light blue blood vessels under the skin is speeding up.
   There is also a nostalgia from the depths of the soul.
   He is ten thousand years old.
   Like someone for the first time.
   No one can try to rob him, ten thousand years is too long, he only fights for the day——
   For the next few days, Ye Qing was busy practicing, because Yan Chili told him that he had to elevate his realm to prolong his lifespan. He practiced the formula Yan Chili taught him, and a lot of spiritual energy flowed in his limbs and bones. A sword slashed, piercing through the rocks like cutting through the wind and waves.
   Ye Qing blinked his eyes vigorously, as if quite shocked and unbelievable. From the perspective of others, those black pearl-like pupils are wide open, as if immersed in warm water, blinking very quickly.
   “I have become stronger?” He squeezed his hand, and he really felt that he had reached a level, from the fifth level of Qi training to the sixth level of Qi training.
   Yan Chili raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and sighed: “Qingqing, you have indeed become stronger.”
   Ye Qing let out a “wow”, unable to restrain his joy. Get stronger every day, and sooner or later he will become a strong man. People should have dreams, otherwise they are no different from salted fish.
   While Ye Qing was imagining endlessly here, the news of his becoming stronger quickly spread throughout the Demon Palace. Lou Qinian was particularly shocked. His face was blue and purple, red and white at first, and changed in thousands of ways, and finally turned into The thick ink color showed his mixed tastes, and his complexion was extremely gloomy.
   How can a person become stronger for no reason? Especially Ye Qing from Wulinggen.
   Ye Qing:? ? ? Always feel underestimated!
   The big demon suppressed his anger, narrowed his phoenix eyes, and killed immediately.
   Ye Qing was still swinging his sword, when an extremely cold voice suddenly sounded: “What are you doing?” The voice was extremely cold, without warmth.
   Ye Qing looked up and found that it was Lou Qinian. The big demon bowed his head indifferently, his eyes were bright and sharp, and his whole body was awe-inspiring, with a spot of cinnabar-like bright red between his brows, which was shining brightly, which made Ye Qing shudder.
   He put down the sword involuntarily, “Brother Lou, why are you here? I’m practicing sword.”
   Lou Qinian stared at him intently, “You have become stronger.” His eyes darkened, his tone was dangerous, and his tone was so cold that he could freeze to death.
   Ye Qing didn’t know why, but he still said “hmm”: “I’ve become stronger!” There was joy in his tone, the child couldn’t hide what happened, and he seemed eager to show his hand while holding the sword.
   Lou Qinian looked at the ghost again.
   Yan Chili looked calm, met his murderous eyes calmly, and said, “Qingqing, the sky is bright, don’t pay attention to the irrelevant people, practice your sword quickly.” The voice was inexplicably lazy, Kind of husky sexy.
   There was a suffocating silence here.
   Ye Qing turned around and wanted to ask, brother, why is your voice so hoarse. Yan Chili pursed his lips and smiled, his pitch-black eyes dazzled like ghosts. Before he could ask, his hair was messed up by the wind in the next second.
   The strong wind was blown up by a peacock in the Mahayana period, Lou Qinian looked like a black cloud over the city, and said angrily to him: “Are you so unstoppable?”
   That look can almost burn a few holes through a person. Ye Qing’s eyes widened, a little dazed, and he understood why he was yelled at.
   Ye Qing gasped even more, it was difficult to describe what happened next, and the atmosphere gradually became tense. The two men looked at each other, the big monster was stern, Yan Chili didn’t smile either, the murderous intent filled each other and sparks flew everywhere. The air became thinner, as if it was almost a lead.
   Almost immediately, with a “bang”, Ye Qing’s heart jumped into his throat instantly, and he was shocked to find that his two brothers were fighting!
   Ye Qing: “???”
   His cultivation base is too low to see clearly the two Mahayana stage moves. He can only feel that the entire Demon Palace is crumbling like a dragon turning over, and it is erupting earth-shatteringly. His two older brothers looked very gloomy.
   He scratched at the pillars of the palace in fear, and really didn’t understand why the two were fighting. The child’s heart was too weak to be stimulated, and his heart was about to pop out.
   “Brother, why are you fighting!”
   The two elder brothers have been fighting since they were young. He is used to it when he says he is used to it, and he is not used to it if he is not used to it.
   He doesn’t understand, but the other two men understand.
   Lou Qinian is like a flirtatious man who happens to catch a partner, even if he is burning with jealousy and burning his heart, all his anger will be directed at others, very unreasonable.
   Coincidentally, Yan Chili also thought so.
   Just kill the peacock that got in the way.
   But what made Lou Qinian angrier than Yan Chili was Ye Qing’s attitude.
   Ye Qing was hiding behind the pillar at the moment, his posture was timid, as if he was afraid of being affected by the flames of war. The son of the big monster clan has always been strong and arrogant, thinking that Ye Qing should just keep this weak cuteness, until this moment, he didn’t realize that this is not good. Weakness means that the young man has poor concentration and cannot resist the unpredictable tricks and all kinds of temptations.
   Thinking of this, he froze in place, and suddenly a thought of incomparable anger welled up in his heart, a ball of anger from heaven piled up in his chest, and a rage crossed his eyebrows.
   Without even thinking about it, it was another killer move.
   It is also the Mahayana period, who is afraid of whom. Once a man’s jealousy emerges, it will never die.
   Yan Chili squinted his beautiful slender eyes, trying to hide the disdain in his eyes. He held the bone flute in his hand and put it to his mouth. Once it played, he could summon those ghouls with amazing fighting power, and tore the flute with his own hands. Peacock, let the blood flow here.
   But when the flute came to a stop on his lips, he suddenly thought of something, paused his fingers, and suddenly revealed a smile with unknown meaning, which was called a soul-stirring and cunning.
   He didn’t play the flute, and directly met the blow. He was hit in the front, and a beautiful blood flower bloomed on his chest. Ye Qing’s eyes widened all of a sudden, he was even deprived of breathing, completely overwhelmed by shock.
   Like a frightened little animal.
   He ran out, and fell in fright on the way, and fell on the thick Moyu cashmere blanket, which didn’t hurt very much.
   But this small movement was enough to fall on the ears of the two Mahayanas. Almost in an instant, the immortal master of the big monster clan stopped abruptly.
   “Brother, stop beating, it’s bleeding.”
   I saw Li Gui’s almost transparent white neck and slender arms spattered with blood, this is too cruel! Ye Qing was terrified.
   A mere wound doesn’t affect anything at all, but it doesn’t prevent Yan Chili from showing his delicate and handsome face, as well as the faint bruises and bright red wounds on his body.
   When Ye Qing panicked and ran to help him up, he narrowed his eyes slightly, showing weakness naturally. He even coughed twice, as if hurting his heart and lungs, leaned into Ye Qing’s ear, and said in a voice that seemed to be whispered, only two people could hear it, but in fact everyone could hear it: “Qingqing, it turns out During the same period of Mahayana, there is also a natural barrier, I am no match for him.”
   I am not against him, that is, I am not as good as him.
   Ye Qing was even more shocked, everyone in the Demon Realm knew how rebellious Yan Chili was. Ye Qing felt pity for his always violent elder brother to admit that he was inferior.
   Comfort him, “Don’t be sad, Brother Peacock is much older than you after all.” When you get older, your cultivation will definitely become stronger.
   Ye Qing’s words of consolation, the speaker had no intention but the listener intended.
   Lou Qinian’s anger had subsided at first, but when he heard this, he looked at the corner of the ghost’s mouth that Ye Qing couldn’t see, the white teeth hooked into a tricky smile, and he boiled again: OK, OK, Well, the dislike of the adulterer and the little adulterer is getting old.
   Ye Qing sensed dully that the atmosphere had changed again.
   He looked to the left and then to the right, flustered and confused, he always felt like a scumbag caught in the struggle between his wife and concubine, unable to calm down the situation, and could only waver and be in a dilemma.
Wait, is there something wrong with this metaphor!
   Ye Qing was startled.
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