Master told me to cultivate demons, what should I do?

Hearing this sentence, Qing Jue looked at his eyes more and more clearly, the corner of his mouth twitched and said: "Are you trying to use her?"

"Otherwise? How could I save a useless person?" Shuo Ren said it was reasonable.

Clearing his forehead, he only realized now that he had always underestimated how terrifying Shuo Nian was.But if you think about it carefully, in the royal family, how can you live if your heart is not cruel enough.

Seeing that Qing would never have another word, Shuo Yan continued to open the book and read it.

The next day, Ruoxi was brought in front of Shuo Yan by the maid. Shuo Yan looked at Ruoxi's current appearance, nodded approvingly, and said to her: "From now on, whether you live or die, you can live with me." It doesn't matter, you'd better not get in my way."

Ruoxi thought that the hindrance Shuoyan said was something like disturbing Shuoyan's study, so he immediately responded, "Ruoxi understands."

After Zi Ruoxi entered the palace, the girls around her seemed to be able to escape from her. In order to ensure that no one knew her well, Shuo Yan brought the girl into Qingjue's mansion, told her to stay there obediently, and named her : Ruorou.

Soon it was late winter, Shuo Nian put on a cloak and put on the hood of the cloak, the hair on the hood just covered his eyebrows.

He and Qingjue came to the human world, the human world has been covered with snow, it is a vast expanse of whiteness, the air is cold, but there are still people setting up stalls on the street, the streets are full of people coming and going.

Shuo Yan looked around curiously, it rarely snowed in the Demon Realm, so he had never seen snow before, but he was a little extra curious when he saw the vast expanse of whiteness.

Qing Jue glanced at the peddler who was buying candied haws not far away, then at Shuo Nan who was full of curiosity, and led Shuo Nan to the hawker.

"?" Shuo Yan followed in confusion.

Qing Jue let go of Shuo Nan while talking with the hawker, at this time a poisonous butterfly flew in front of Shuo Nan, touched Shuo Nan's nose lightly, and flew to one place, Shuo Nan followed.

Du Die took Shuo Lan to a corner, and Shuo Lan saw two little boys with the same appearance, sitting in the snow against the wall, one of the little boys in orange clothes leaned against the boy in white clothes as if he had fallen asleep. passed.

The boy in white felt his coming, raised his head, and looked at Shuo Nan who was standing against the light with a pair of brown eyes. Because of the light and the reason Shuo Nan was wearing a hat, he couldn't see Shuo Nan's face clearly.

The boy said, "Who are you?"

A smile flashed in Shuo Yan's eyes, and he said, "It's so funny, what's your name?"

"Murong Mo, my brother's name is Murong Yun." Murong Mo hugged his brother tightly.

"People from Murong's family! Is that so? They're just human beings! Maybe you can try..." As he spoke, Shuo Yan turned and went back the same way, intending to discuss with Qingjue about bringing them back to the Demon Realm.

On the other side, when Qing Jue, who had bought the candied haws, turned around, he found that Shuo Nan had disappeared, holding the candied haws he bought for Shuo Nan in one hand and his own in the other, and said in great distress: "I lost it." It’s not easy.” After speaking, he took a bite of his own candied haws.

At this time, a little boy in yellow was hurrying through the crowd, and when he was proud of throwing off those who came to arrest him, Qing Jue held his head down.

The child followed the hand on his head in confusion, and slowly looked at Qing Jue who was the culprit.

Qing Jue held the candied haws in one hand, and pressed the other hand on the child's head, biting the wooden stick that he ate a candied haws in his mouth.

Seeing the child looking at him, Qing Jue withdrew his hand, took the candied haws in his mouth, knelt down and said, "Have you ever seen a child in a purple robe? It's about your age."

The child blinked his eyes, his face gradually turned red, and his voice was a little weak, he said, "No... Big Brother is really pretty."

Hearing the child boasting himself, Qing Jue smiled, looked at the child's tattered clothes, and said, "Do you have nowhere to go?"

The kid nods.

"That's it! Big brother sees that you have the aptitude to cultivate immortals, and your bones are strange. How about going to Emperor Xuanzong of the Qing Dynasty? It's very good there." Qing Jue looked at the child's rosy face, and spoke jargon that only charlatans would speak.

The child took a step forward, getting closer to Qing Jue, and asked, "Then can I still see the big brother? What's the name of the big brother?"

Qing Jue thought for a while, and lied: "...Yes, I will. Big brother, my name is Xiao Louying. When you go to Emperor Xuanzong of the Qing Dynasty, just say that I let you go."

"Ah."

"By the way, do you have a name? It's better not to use your real name in Emperor Xuanzong of the Qing Dynasty. I'll pick one for you! What's your name? It's called... Qingqi, how about a new start?" Qing Jue said for the child Think of a word opposite to his own name.

Absolute and enlightenment, ending and beginning, if there is no end, there is no new beginning.

Qing Qi repeated his new name several times, and the more he liked it, he embraced Qing Jue's neck with both happy hands, and finally planted a kiss on Qing Jue's cheek, saying: "Thank you, big brother."

"No thanks, no thanks, eat the candied haws." Qing Jue took his own candied haws in his hand, secretly exercising his spiritual power, and then gave his own candied haws to Qing Qi, who happily accepted it.

After Qing Qi bid farewell to him with candied haws, he also made an appointment with Qing Jue to meet him at that time, and then he walked in the direction Qing Xuanzong said he was satisfied with.

Seeing Qing Qi walking away, Qing Jue frowned slightly, and said with a little regret: "I'm really sorry, I can't fulfill the agreement with you, you'd better not remember my appearance."

"You're really welcome, that's a boy, right?" Shuo Yan had walked to Qing Jue's side at some point, looked at the place where Qing Qi left just now, and said quietly.

"Ah! You are here, let's eat candied haws." Qing Jue did not answer Shuo Yan's words, but handed him the candied haws that he originally bought for Shuo Yan.

Shuo Yan took the candied haws, took a bite and said, "Just now I saw two children, they are still the young masters of the Murong family."

"Murong's family? They may have lost it. It's not good to just pick up a child, especially a child from a family of cultivators." Qing Jue reminded kindly.

"Did you get lost?" Shuo Yan lowered his eyes, thoughtful, and the appearance of Murong Mo and the others flashed in his mind, but no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like he got lost, but rather...

When he raised his eyes, Shuo Yan's eyes turned into vertical pupils, but only for a moment, he said to Qing Jue: "Let's go and have a look, maybe it can be used for me."

Qing Jue was silent for a moment, and finally nodded.

When they reached the place where Murong Mo and the others were, they had already left for a long time.

Qing Jue looked at the corner where there was no one there, then looked at Shuo Yan and said, "He has already left, it seems that he was found by his family."

"Alright." Shuo Yan turned and left, Qing Jue followed.

A few days later, snow began to fall in the Demon Realm, and the white snow quickly dyed the entire Demon Realm white. The rare white snow and extra cold surrounded the entire Demon Realm, as if paying homage to someone's departure.

A few days after the snow fell, the news of the death of the devil saint girl spread throughout the devil world. The saint girl died on the altar, turning into spiritual power and dying. This snowfall suddenly became very sad.

"It's very cold." Shuo Nan and Qing Jue were walking on the way to the altar. Shuo Yan reached out and touched a handful of white snow on the grass beside him. The snow touched his warm skin, and it didn't take long for it to melt into white snow. water.

Upon hearing his words, Du Die immediately put the fluffy cap on his cloak over his head, hoping that Shuo Nan would be warmer.

"Indeed. However, I didn't expect her to pass away." Qing Jue changed into a warmer outer garment. As a medical practitioner, he has long been accustomed to the temperature of different seasons.

Shuo Nian nodded, and continued walking towards the altar.

The original altar was covered by snow, it was so white that it was difficult to see its original appearance. Shuo Nan walked towards the altar and looked at the snow-covered area.

Can't help sighing: This is the place where the late saint died!

Shuo Yan glanced around, finally fixed his gaze on one spot, frowned slightly, and walked towards the only thing that was not white, only to find that it was a little girl, the little girl blinked her watery eyes, looking at it innocently. Child.

Shuo Nian took off his cloak and wrapped it around the poorly dressed little girl. The little girl smiled at him.

"Is it cold?" Shuo Yan stretched out his hand to touch the girl's face, it was still warm.

The girl didn't understand, she tilted her head.

"Your Highness, why are you here?" Qing Jue, who was a few steps behind him, walked up to him, and when he saw the girl in front of him, he asked suspiciously, "Whose family's child?"

Shuo Yan shook his head.

Qing Jue took a closer look at the girl again, and suddenly realized: "It seems that she is the new saint, and she didn't expect to come so soon."

Shuo Nan glanced at him in confusion, then looked at the girl again, and said meaningfully: "That's true, it's better to come early than to come at a good time."

Seeing Shuo Yan's expression, Qing Jue couldn't help crying: "Hey, hey, your expression is wrong!"

"What's wrong? Anyway, we're short of one... Isn't it just right when she comes? She originally planned to find the saint, but it's a pity that she died first, and now there is no way." Shuo stood up.

He said to Qing Jue: "Take her back!"

"Even children are planning to plot! But, if you don't, you probably won't live to grow up." Qing Jue wrapped the cloak around the girl, and hugged her up.

Shuo Yan turned and left, Qing Jue followed, and said, "At least give her a name!"

"Jun Yanxi."

"It's the surname of the last saint! How can I explain the others?"

"Look at her good looks, and then, the old days."

"The meaning of the past! I hope she doesn't care about her past!"

Shuo Yan stopped, looked at Qing Jue with a puzzled face, frowned and said: "How can you misinterpret my meaning, any name you think of can be misinterpreted by you like this."

Qing Jue nodded, indicating that he knew. After Shuo Yan turned around and continued to walk, he said to Jun Yanxi in his arms: "Then you will be called Jun Yanxi from now on. How do you like it? He gave it to you." You took it."

Jun Yanxi tilted her head in confusion, although she couldn't understand Qing Jue's words, she still smiled along with Qing Jue.

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