Is the target of the strategy darkened? Then die again

Satisfied, Qin Yimai used the cleaning technique to calm the two of them down, then lay down next to Qin Yili tiredly and fell asleep.

When he was asleep, he was not aggressively showy. When he was quiet, he could vaguely see traces of the high-spirited young man known as Yijian Shuanghan twenty years ago.

Qin Yili raised his hand slightly, wanting to touch his head like before.

finally……

Still withdrew his hand.

There was a sound of sighing in the hall.

As for the 'sleeping' Qin Yi'ai, her hands hidden in her inner clothes clenched slightly, curled up, and pressed herself closer to the person beside her, as if she could absorb the warmth in this way.

"..."

No resistance.

There was no response either.

Warm fingers pushed the hair covering his forehead behind his ears, and then he lay quietly on the bed and stopped moving.

Quietly.

Feel the breath on his body bit by bit.

Qin Yi'ao, who had suffered from nightmares for many years, gradually fell into a dark sleep.

Master is here.

As long as he's around, he's not afraid of anything.

But as Qin Yimai's breathing gradually stabilized, the white-haired Immortal Lord lying next to him sat upright.

White eyelashes covered his eyes, making it impossible to discern his emotions at the moment.

He just stared at Qin Yizai blankly for a long time.

Spiritual power gathered from his palms.

Qin Yi'ai fell asleep not only because his body was too tired, but also because he used spiritual power to erode his body during the love affair just now, which made him fall into a deep sleep.

As long as he is seriously injured when he is not prepared, he can leave the devil's palace.

but……

Qin Yili watched for a long time and still let his spiritual power disperse.

If the son does not teach, the father and the son will pass.

Qin Yi'ao's fault was that he didn't do a good job as a master, which made him become paranoid due to the demon attack and do such stupid things.

Now, relying on the spiritual energy in his body these past few days and Qin Yinai... he has barely accumulated enough strength to leave the demon world.

Just at this time, Qin Yili heard the secret message.

[Mingxiao, I finally contacted you. 】

[Senior brother? 】

Yun Zheng, who didn't hear the meaning of the interview here, said: [It's me, how are you now? 】

[Imprisoned in the Demon Palace, spiritual power is blocked. 】

Yun Zheng, who had already made a rough guess, was not surprised: [Three days ago, the Demon Clan sent people to Mingzong to say that the Demon Lord was getting married. 】

Qin Yili: [...]

Yun Zheng sighed and said: [I know that you wanted to ban the demonic energy in his body when you knocked him down to Feng Mo Ya, but he is now a demon king, and you have already spent a hundred years of cultivation for him. You must not do it again. Be soft on him. 】

【I see. 】

Everyone in the world knows that Mingxiao Immortal Lord is like an ice lotus in the snowy peak. He is cold from the outside to the inside. Only Yun Zheng knows how soft-hearted he is hidden under his cold face.

But he didn’t say any more: [Your and Qin Yimai’s wedding——]

Before Yun Zheng could finish his words, he unilaterally cut off the sound transmission between the two of them.

at the same time--

Qin Yimai, whose smooth skin was close to his body, clasped his neck, and her warm breath spread on his neck: "What are you thinking about, Master?"

I thought he would sleep for two hours, but I didn't expect that he woke up before even a stick of incense arrived.

Qin Yili said calmly: "I miss you."

"..."

Qin Yi'ao, who was used to his indifference, suddenly heard this answer and turned her eyes away, not daring to look at him again.

But within a moment, he picked up Qin Yili's white hair and wrapped it around his fingers, smiling affectionately: "Since Master is thinking of me, I also have a happy event to tell you."

"I have sent the wedding invitation to Mingzong."

"On the third day of the lunar month next month, how about we become a couple?"

Qin Yili just looked at Qin Yimai, his eyes one black and one red, so lingering and sad.

"Why do you want to cultivate demons?"

Qin Yizai, who thought he would refuse or scold him angrily, did not expect that he would ask this question. After being stunned, she chuckled and said: "Master abolished my cultivation and knocked me down to Feng Mo Ya because I was born with a chaotic demon body. Apart from becoming a demon, do I have any other choice?"

"Have."

Facing those crimson eyes, Qin Yili raised his hand and placed his fingertips on the magic lines between his eyebrows: "You are a chaotic demon body. Cultivating demons will make you more and more paranoid. In the long run, you will -"

"Madness."

Qin Yimai took his words lightly.

Then she held his palm and gently kissed each finger. There was no smile in those crooked crimson eyes: "When Feng Mo Ya was young, I complained about Master and also hated Master. Dear, I hate you for not believing in me, and I hate you for being merciless."

Looking into those eyes that seemed to ask, 'Why doesn't he complain or hate?', Qin Yi'ao licked every joint of his body: "Because I'm too weak."

When he wanted to understand this truth, he became obsessed in an instant.

Qin Yili frowned slightly. He seemed to want to explain something, but Qin Yinai interrupted him first: "Master will always stay with me, right?"

Without waiting for his answer, he murmured to himself: "Yes... Even if I become crazy, I will never let Master leave my side. We will be together in life and death..."

These words may make people's hair stand on end, but Qin Yili didn't feel anything at all.

He just looked at Qin Yiai deeply, with an unknown emotion flashing in his usually cold eyes.

Blinking away the haze from his eyes, Qin Yimai placed his hand on Qin Yili's abdomen.

A touch of demonic energy overflowed from his palm.

The Dantian nourished by spiritual power instantly became cold, and Qin Yili frowned impatiently.

Qin Yimai put her head on his shoulder and neck, licking his skin: "Master, please bear with me first."

The seal that was loosened due to the double spiritual bones in the body was strengthened again.

Even if he just broke it off in time.

Qin Yimai was still suspicious.

After strengthening the sealing technique, Qin Yi'ao relaxed and snuggled into Qin Yili's arms: "Master... do you want to do it again?"

Qin Yimai, who was addicted to the taste of marrow, asked with silky eyes.

"..."

Pushing him away, Qin Yili shook his head gently and fell back on the bed.

Looking at the person with his back turned, Qin Yi'ai's crimson eyes gradually deepened, and the magic lines between his eyebrows became more and more gorgeous: "Ali is angry with me?"

"..."

"I'm just afraid you'll leave me."

"..."

Just when Qin Yimai thought Qin Yili would ignore him, a cold voice sounded: "Does it hurt?"

Qin Yi'ao was startled for a moment. When she realized that he was caring about her, she raised the corners of her lips in a weird way: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

During the twenty years in Feng Mo Ya, he had long forgotten the emotions and pain those people would have.

"Ah."

"..."

"Master, don't you want to ask any more questions?" Qin Yi'ai asked slightly aggrievedly.

Qin Yili opened his eyes as if covered with ice and snow, and said in a calm voice: "What do I ask you?"

"Ask me about my experience under the Demon-Sealing Cliff, and ask me how I am doing."

"You personally established the Demon Sealing Yaya."

Qin Yiyan smiled at Yan Yan: "Master, does he know that there is a cave of ten thousand ghosts under Feng Mo Ya?"