You are planning something evil: Don’t come here, my yandere disciple.

Jiang Suiwan: "..."

He really wanted to slap Shen Qi on the face.

But seeing his face flushed and his eyes holding back the pain, Jiang Suiwan softened his heart again.

That’s all, after all, he did it himself.

What else can be done?

Pamper it.

Thinking about this, Jiang Suiwan stopped struggling, sighed, looked at Shen Qi, and said, "I won't do this next time."

When Shen Qi heard the words, a gentle smile appeared at the corner of his lips. Coupled with the deep desire in his eyes, there was a creepy and weird feeling.

He clasped Jiang Suiwan's wrist, rubbed his face against his neck, and asked, "Master, do you like me?"

Jiang Suiwan: "Yeah."

If you don't like it, how can you allow Shen Qi to commit the following crimes again and again?

Jiang Suiwan felt a little uncomfortable being pressed by him, so he moved, and then noticed the coldness at his ankles. He moved his ankles darkly, and said with a crisp sound, "Untie this thing."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Qi stood up and grabbed his ankle.

"No." Shen Qi said, "The color of the chain suits Master very well."

Thin and white ankles are perfect for being locked up.

Jiang Suiwan: "..."

Where did you learn all this?

Shen Qi stared at Jiang Suiwan, holding his ankle, with eyes like a hook.

He leaned close to Jiang Suiwan's ear and asked, "Master, I want to rape you."

"Would you like that?"

Shen Qi's breath was hot, he didn't know if it was because of the spring breeze or something else.

Jiang Suiwan's fair earlobes were stained with a little blush.

Jiang Suiwan's cheeks turned red and he said softly: "...Hmm."

What he didn't know was how much he would soon endure because of this "Hmm."

……

"...Shen Qi, stop! You bastard!"

The heavy curtains fell, and the only sounds left in the empty palace were the clanging of chains, some indescribable sounds, and... Jiang Suiwan's scolding.

The sun rose and set, and soon the glow filled the entire sky.

I don't know how long it took, but a thin hand covered with "plum blossoms" suddenly stretched out from behind the heavy gauze curtain, stretching out desperately as if trying to escape from something terrifying.

Then he was grabbed and pulled back by a big hand.

Someone's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of dissatisfaction: "Master, why are you running away?"

"roll……"

"I won't get out," the man chuckled, arrogant and surly, and a little aggrieved: "Master, my disciple's medicine has not been cured yet."

After he finished speaking, he didn't know what he had done. Another broken rebuke came from behind the heavy veil: "You, bastard...bastard!"

Shen Qi responded obediently: "Yes, I am a disciple."

Night falls and the sky is filled with stars.

"Shen, Shen Qi," Jiang Suiwan's voice was hoarse and collapsed: "I can't stand it anymore..."

Shen Qi looked at him with deep affection in his eyes, "But Master, the spring spirit in my body has not been released yet."

In fact, he is invulnerable to all poisons, and although the spring style is not considered poisonous, it has minimal impact on him.

He said that Master is his medicine.

It is an antidote and a medicine.

Master, the night is still very long.

The lighting in the palace was gentle and warm, and Shen Qi looked at Jiang Suiwan with a smile.

Jiang Suiwan's eyes were moist, like the mountains soaked by a heavy rain, clear, hazy and misty.

Shen Qi kissed his eyes devoutly.

……

When Jiang Suiwan woke up, the mountains in the distance swallowed up the last glimmer of skylight.

His consciousness was groggy, and both his mind and body seemed to be floating in the deep sea.

Life these days has been like a nightmare.

Jiang Suiwan was swept away by sleepiness, and his eyes opened slightly and then closed again.

He is too tired.

Soon, someone came through the heavy gauze curtains in the hall, kissed Jiang Suiwan tenderly on the forehead, and then pulled the person into his arms.

Jiang Suiwan struggled slightly unconsciously, feeling a little scared.

Fortunately, Shen Qi finally stopped messing around, so he calmly let his consciousness fall into chaos.

The next day.

study.

"Are you ready?" Shen Qi sat on a large chair, his clothes slightly loose, and a deep tooth mark under his white collarbone was particularly obvious.

A slender brush was swirling around his fingertips, and there was a smile on his charming face. It was obvious at a glance that he was in a very good mood.

The people below all lowered their heads cautiously and said respectfully: "It's ready."

The preparation they were talking about was the marriage between their Lord and the Immortal Lord of the Shangqing Dynasty.

The union of immortals and demons is not supposed to happen, especially the marriage between the demon world and the immortal world.

So when Shen Qi first announced that he wanted to marry Jiang Suiwan, he encountered a lot of obstacles.

But at that time, he directly killed everyone who blocked him in the devil world, and then pulled out the tongues and hung them on the wall to make air-dried bacon. For a while, he suppressed a lot of opposition.

The demon world respects force. If anyone resists or is dissatisfied, just kill them. As for those in the cultivation world who obstructed and said anything that was against the rules, he did not do it himself. With a little provocation and calculation, he made them fight among themselves and then kill each other. .

Since then, opposition has become increasingly muted.

Later, when the world of Cultivation was in trouble, he asked people to go to help. He wanted to tell the people in the world of Cultivation that he could save them, and of course he could kill them.

He is not a good person, but he is willing to pretend to be a good person for Jiang Suiwan. If anyone dares to object, or wants to object, then he doesn't mind killing them all, pulling out their tongues and hanging them on the wall as bacon.

But after Shen Qi sacrificed to save others, those opposing voices gradually disappeared.

The dignified Demon Lord saved most of the people in the cultivation world. They were grateful but also ashamed.

Naturally, I no longer object to anything.

After the demon cultivator finished speaking, he added: "It's just that there are rumors in the world of cultivation." He raised his head and glanced at Shen Qi tremblingly. He saw the bite marks on Shen Qi's collarbone and those evil eyes. He was horrified. Then he quickly lowered his head and said with sweat profusely: "Talk about Jiang Xianjun, he has no regard for human relations, he is charming..."

The remaining demon cultivator couldn't say anything. He was afraid that if he continued to speak, their Lord would skin him.

The smile on Shen Qi's face froze.

The other demon cultivators kneeling next to them saw this and said one after another:

"Shangqing's Yun Feiyi has already beaten them all, and many of them have been beaten to silence."

"Our people also warned them."

"Don't worry, Lord, we will not make it easy for anyone who slanders Jiang Xianjun!"

……

"Xiao Bai." Shen Qi called out as they scrambled to explain.

Xiaobai crawled out from nowhere and shouted, "Ang."

Then he crawled towards those demon cultivators and spit out a bunch of dark red pills.

It said: "This is the master's newly prepared medicine, which can shut up those who like to meddle in other people's business and gossip."

"It won't let them die," Xiaobai's eyes sparkled: "It will only make their tongues slowly fester and fall off when they say bad things!"

Shen Qi said, "Do you know what to do?"

He was a little irritated and really wanted to kill these people, but Master would be unhappy if he killed too many people.

Sensing that their Lord's breath had become cold, the people below nodded repeatedly to show that they understood.

At this moment, someone suddenly came in, with an elegant appearance. It was Jiang Suiwan.

The gloom all over Shen Qi's body was suddenly swept away, his eyes brightened up, he immediately stood up and walked over the crowd towards Jiang Sui Wan: "Master."

The whole person is full of joy and joy, and there is also a bit of boyish and well-behaved.

The demon cultivators who were still in the study room were sweating profusely: "..."