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The next morning, Jiang Zhuo'an looked at the person nestled in his arms with a complicated expression. He condensed spiritual power in his palms many times, trying to kill this demon who disturbed his Taoist mind, but every time...

The spiritual power he had just condensed dissipated involuntarily when he saw that obedient sleeping face.

He couldn't bear it...

He was reluctant to kill this demon...

The spiritual power gathered and dispersed, dispersed and gathered again. In the end, he did not choose to kill this demon. Instead, he stood up carefully and even tucked the corner of his quilt for him abnormally.

Then he sighed, put on his coat and left.

The flower demon had been guarding outside the door. When he saw Jiang Zhuo'an coming out, his eyes lit up and he boldly walked over to ask Jiang Zhuo'an: "Master Xianzun, is there anything between you and Xiao Ning that I shouldn't know?"

Jiang Zhuo'an frowned displeased: "No."

The flower demon obviously didn't believe it. He shook the leaf and asked: "You carried him into your room yourself and stayed alone all night. Who would believe it if you say it doesn't matter?"

"Flower Demon, you have exceeded the rules." Jiang Zhuoan glanced at her with cold eyes, with a clear warning in his eyes: "The relationship between me and that demon is just an ordinary master-disciple relationship."

"Yeah, yeah, the relationship between master and apprentice is so ordinary that they sleep on the same bed." The flower demon responded in an extremely perfunctory manner, clearly showing his distrust at first glance.

Jiang Zhuo'an's face turned cold, but the tips of his ears turned red uncontrollably: "Flower demon, don't spread rumors!"

"Master Immortal, are you really not attracted to him?" The flower demon knew his bottom line, but she still asked one more question without giving up: "Are you not tempted even for a moment?"

"Never." Jiang Zhuoan denied quickly, but the tips of his ears turned redder.

He seemed to feel a little embarrassed. After answering, he left in a hurry, looking like he was running away.

However, the moment he left, the wooden door that was originally closed was opened from the inside out, and Yan Qingning's figure appeared majestically in front of the flower demon.

The flower demon suddenly felt guilty and shook the branches and leaves to cover his face: "Xiao Ning, why...are you awake so early?"

"Sister Flower Demon..." Yan Qingning grinned and smiled innocently: "I heard it all."

Flower Demon: "!!!"

"Xiao Ning, actually, Lord Immortal, he may not mean what you think..." The flower demon defended Jiang Zhuo'an in a low voice, but because she didn't even believe what she said, she had very little confidence.

Yan Qingning comforted her in turn: "Sister Flower Demon, you don't have to say so many things against your will."

The flower demon swayed its branches and leaves to cover her face, and looked at Yan Qingning with embarrassment.

Yan Qingning did not pay attention to the little movements of the flower demon. He took out a few gray-green seeds from his arms with an indifferent expression, and raised his feet to head towards the peach tree last night.

Although the flower demon was embarrassed to look at him, she kept watching his little movements with her peripheral vision. Seeing that he was going to the peach tree, she quickly stretched out her branches and leaves to block his way.

Yan Qingning looked at her doubtfully: "Sister Flower Demon, why do you want to block my way?"

The flower demon glanced at his subconscious action with a guilty conscience, slowly closed the branches and leaves, and said loudly: "Didn't you stop it for a while... your hand... did your hand cramp?"

Anyone with a discerning eye would know at a glance that she was talking nonsense.

Yan Qingning obviously didn't believe it either. The corners of his lips twitched slightly and his tone was a little helpless: "Sister Flower Demon, I'm just going to plant flowers..."

"No!" After the flower demon finished speaking, he also realized that his tone was a bit extreme, and hesitantly added: "I mean... you are not in a hurry to plant flowers now. If you take a good rest, maybe you can I won’t think about planting flowers…”

"Sister Flower Demon, every flower... I have thought about it carefully." Yan Qingning clutched the flower seeds tightly, and said with obvious loneliness in her tone: "But every flower, what is planted... is reality."

The flower demon knew that he had been hurt by Jiang Zhuoan again this time, and there was no reason to stop him anymore, but he still couldn't help but tell him: "Xiao Ning, no matter what you want to do... don't hurt yourself."

Yan Qingning was slightly startled and smiled at her: "Sister Flower Demon, I can do it..."

The flower demon was slightly relieved when he heard what he said.

However, she didn't know that the moment the person she had just put her trust in turned around, the coldness on his face was completely different from the young man with a calm smile that she saw.

He endured the pain in the soles of his feet and walked slowly to the peach tree. He looked at the swaying white platycodon flowers behind the peach tree with a lonely expression. He knelt down and whispered to the flower buds: "Today, Sister Flower Demon asked Master Have you ever had a crush on me for a moment? Master answered.

He said it had never happened..."

"Actually, I know about this. I know that he doesn't like me. He doesn't like me from the beginning to the end."

"I just don't want to admit it."

"Sometimes I also think... I, the mighty Demon Lord, could have dominated one side and fought to the death with the world of cultivation, but because of that shocking moment that day, I was voluntarily seriously injured by him to the point where my cultivation level deteriorated severely, even at the border of the Demon Clan. He was almost killed by a villain.

Is this... really worth it? "

"But he suddenly appeared when I was hesitating about it, which prevented me from exploding the magic elixir and perishing with those scum monks.

Although he wanted to kill me at first, he saved me in the end. "

"I don't understand... Why did Master choose to accept me as his disciple if he wanted to kill me, and even coaxed me gently when I was having a nightmare.

He always gave me a glimmer of hope, and then when I tried every means to hold on to the hope, he cruelly told me that this hope was false and that all this was just my delusion.

Then, he cruelly extinguished all my hopes and pushed me deeper into the abyss with his own hands. "

"Sometimes... I also want to give up." Yan Qingning whispered, but his vision gradually blurred.

Gradually, his voice gradually became choked: "But I can't bear it... I can't bear to let go of Master... I'm greedy and dirty... trying to tarnish the bright moon... to monopolize it..."

"Master, I really... really like you..."

The hearts of demons mostly only last for a moment, and the person they recognize in an instant will become a lifelong obsession.

From then on, my heart will be here until the end of my life...

Yan Qingning wiped the tears on her face, dug up the soil with her bare hands, and buried the few gray-green seeds in her hands into the soil. Then she condensed a trace of magic energy on her fingertips, got into the soil and wandered around the seeds for a while. lock up.

After a while, buds gradually appeared on the originally bare soil layer, and then grew like crazy until they formed flower buds, just like the platycodon flowers he once planted behind the peach trees.

White platycodon flowers mean eternal love, unchanging love, hopeless love...

Yan Qingning knelt on the ground, carefully kissing the platycodon that had just produced buds, and devoutly like a believer, he humbly leaned close to the buds and murmured: "Master, I have a lot of seeds. When I plant all the seeds, I will …”

His lips moved several times, but he couldn't say the next words.

In the end, he knelt down humbly on the ground, tears sliding down his cheeks, silently immersed in the unnurtured land, and mutely uttered the second half of the words he didn't want to say: "...I don't love you. Already..."

[Woo...] Xiaobai was crying in the space of consciousness, completely disrupting the sad atmosphere that Yan Qingning had finally created: [Why can't lovers get married eventually? 】

[Obviously most of the hosts have given such sincere love, why is the mission target still unwilling to be moved? ! 】

Yan Qingning chuckled: [Baby, he doesn’t know these things, how can he be tempted? 】

Xiaobai was unmoved after hearing this, even biting his handkerchief and scolding Jiang Zhuoan: [The cunning and hateful scumbag is really not worthy of the best host in the world! 】

Yan Qingning patted its head and coaxed: [Relax!I'll let him know about this sooner or later, but not now. 】

Xiao Bai shivered inexplicably. He always felt that there was an unspeakable secret in his host's words.

This seems like...a sign that someone is going to be in trouble? !

The vine spirit frowned and looked at the stone that did not record any useful information. He threw the stone aside and stopped caring about it.

He knew very well that the existence of this shadow stone would not make Jiang Zhuo'an kill the demon, and it might even make him feel guilty about the demon, thus shaking the original intention he had always adhered to.

As a vine spirit who has always been guided by the right way to eliminate demons, he will never allow his master to choose to violate his long-held beliefs because of a demon that should be killed.

He glanced at Yan Qingning, who was still kneeling on the ground and crying, with deep disgust in his eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "The majestic Lord of the Demon Realm is such a waste full of love and love. It's really embarrassing!"

After the vine spirit left, the man who was still kneeling humbly on the ground suddenly stood up, patted the dust on himself, and ran towards the shadow stone happily.

He held up the photo stone with great interest, his eyes full of surprise: "This little broken grass is so useful!

No... He knew that I was about to die young, so he hurriedly sent me something to record his last words, so that my little beauty would know how long I had been coveting him, and also to remind him of what he had done to me. Those things. "

The vine spirit, who was called "Little Grass" by Yan Qingning, was carefully looking at the information related to Yan Qingning.

He established his foundation at birth, reached Nascent Soul at the age of five, and even challenged masters in the God Transformation stage at the age of ten, perfectly becoming the No. 1 cultivation level among the entire demon clan.

Even though the well-informed Vine Spirit saw this obviously exaggerated introduction, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Although he knew that the demons always liked to show off, it would be okay if it was within reality, but this...

This pile of information about Yan Qingning was just put aside by him, so he did not notice that there was such a piece of information mixed into the pile of exaggerated information——

The demons are startled by one glance, and obsessed by them for a lifetime. From then on, they stay with each other for the rest of their lives, and they will never leave each other in life or death...