The Secret History of Demon Emperor Blasphemy

Yun Qi carried Su Zizi down to the candlestick, halfway, he met an old monk with a long broom.The old monk stood on the bluestone slab of the path, and the broom in his hand picked up one after another, with a mysterious rhythm, making a slight sound on the bluestone slab.

Yun Qi's footsteps stopped.

His gaze was always on the eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips of the person in his arms, and if the gaze that caressed every arc was seen by others, he probably couldn't help but shudder in his heart.

However, the old monk just stopped the movements in his hands and raised his head: "Is the benefactor feeling better?"

He didn't seem to feel that there was anything weird about the atmosphere between the two descending the stairs.

"How are you..." The man finally moved his eyes away from Su Yezi, and his dark eyes with a strange and dangerous smile fell on the old monk coolly, "You don't know?" ?”

"..."

His eyes met the eyes that were so dark that it seemed that no light from the sky was allowed to penetrate, the smile on the old monk's face faded, and his heart was sure, so he lowered his head and recited a few Buddha's mantras, then let go of the broom and let it hang in the air .The old monk clasped his hands together, with a look of great compassion:

"...Your Majesty Litian."

Hearing this long-lost title, Yun Qi raised the corners of his lips a little, and the devilish energy in his pupils became even more intense: "I thought that more than 1000 years ago, all the immortal cultivators who knew my identity had died in the demon that ambushed me. It's in the valley. It seems that there are still survivors... It's really exciting."

It was extremely calm, and when the final sound of excitement could not be heard at all, on Yun Qi's right hand, Black Ring let out a dismaying scream that broke through the wind in an instant.At the same time, the sea of ​​clouds within a hundred feet around the three of them was wiped out in an instant as if evaporated out of thin air during this scream, without leaving even a trace.

The chilling killing intent did not make the old monk flinch, his gray eyebrows trembled slightly, the broom beside him was held tightly by him on the ground, blue veins burst out on his withered arms, Chen The thick true essence circulated crazily in his meridians.

However, at this moment, Su Yezi in Yunqi's arms seemed to be disturbed, his brows were slightly frowned, and he moaned impatiently.

So in the blink of an eye, all the murderous aura in this world was suppressed by the instigator—Yun Qi lowered his head to check Su Ye Zi's soul and body carefully, and he was relieved after confirming that there was nothing wrong.

... This is his only leaf in the world. Something went wrong, and the entire Bodhi Temple can't be replaced.

After confirming that Su Zizi was fine, Yun Qi looked at the old monk, the chilling smile on his face had faded away, only traces of evil energy still remained in those eyes: "Your four sects of the Immortal Domain There is more than one life owed to me. You don't have to rush to die... the future will last forever."

This time, before the old monk could open his mouth, Yun Qi's figure moved suddenly, and the afterimages of the two people in place disappeared, and the old monk turned his head to look down the mountain solemnly.

Those two people had already stepped on the bluestone slabs, and gradually sank into the sea of ​​clouds.

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Compared with the last time, Yun Qi's posture of entering Taihang City can be said to be much more high-profile.

At least as long as he was passing by, no one would turn his gaze from Su Yezi, who was being held by him, to him very curiously. After being amazed for a while, he would come back to his senses, and then he would glance at him, inexplicably. Chestnut on the spot.

After Yun Qi passed by, people on the whole long street began to discuss——

Where did such a good-looking person come from?

She looks so good-looking, but why does she have such a vicious air?

It's just that the person concerned is indifferent to all this, except for occasionally warning those mortals with fiery eyes with his eyes, all his thoughts are on this person in his arms——

No matter whether it is the original state or the ghost state... how come the soft and silly leaves at the beginning have not been seen for thousands of years, but now they are so beautiful that people want to swallow them in one bite?

So, when Jing Qi heard the report from his subordinates that the young master Yunqi who had been a guest in the mansion more than a year ago had returned, he rushed to the main hall in a hurry, and saw the man sitting there staring at the unconscious man in his arms. Su Yezi looked... salivating?

I must be dazzled...

Jing Qi did a good job of psychological counseling for herself, and stepped forward to salute Yun Qi respectfully.

He was very happy to see that His Majesty came back safe and sound, and he didn't seem to be deceived by the old monks in the Bodhi Temple——

"You can return to Taihang City safely, it's really my luck, I don't know if you will—"

"...Jing Qi."

His voice was interrupted impatiently by the man, and then Jing Qi was stunned for a moment, then raised his head in disbelief, watching the man raise his face, in his eyes was the devilish smile he was all too familiar with——

"You have stayed in Xianyu for too long, and you forgot how to talk to me?"

"..."

Jing Qiru stood there stiffly for a long time after being struck by lightning, and then suddenly came back to his senses. He pushed the golden mountain and fell down the jade pillar and knelt down, and the sour hotness instantly flooded his eye sockets—

"His Majesty--!!"

It's been over 1000 years...

He has been waiting for this person for more than 1000 years—waiting so heartbreakingly, so desperately waiting, so wishing he could tear up the traitors and chew their flesh alive...

It was this person who brought him out of the filth of scolding and disgust, it was this person who taught him the first formula and the first spell, it was this person who let him know that life is not for death, it is this person who is like a brother like a father Protect them from growing up...

Everyone in the world said that His Majesty was dead.

He doesn't believe—

Of course he doesn't believe it! ——How can he believe that His Majesty, who is against the entire sacred-blood beast clan because they were deceived, will die? !Will His Majesty, who is covered in blood but able to stand in front of the nine brothers and kill the enemy, die? !That His Majesty who stood on the top of the Tianmo Peak, pointed at the fairyland and said with a smile, "One day, I will take you to the end of the southern sky"-will, die, go? ! !

——That is His Majesty!

It was His Majesty who he swore to serve with his life and would not betray even if the last drop of blood was shed!

How could his majesty... die before them...

"Your Majesty..." Jing Qi fell on the ground, with his forehead resting on his hands, and the seven-foot man cried uncontrollably—"Your Majesty..."

Yun Qi looked at the slightly frowning person in his arms, and then at Jing Qi who was crying bitterly on the ground in the hall, and in the end he only used his true energy to create a hood to protect Su Yezi inside, and then waited for the kneeling under the hall People cry heartily over the panic and anxiety of more than 1000 years...

After Jing Qi cried for half an hour, but there was no sign of stopping, Yun Qi finally raised his eyebrows impatiently——

"Are you crying for my grave?"

Tang Xia was still sobbing, and it took a while to calm down completely.

"Your Majesty..." Even though his body has been cultivated to a certain level, Jing Qi, who has been crying for nearly an hour, his purple pupils are still a little swollen.

Yun Qi clicked his tongue lightly, looking at Jing Qi with undisguised disgust: "After more than 1000 years, you let me see you like this?"

"...Jing Qi has shamed His Majesty."

Jing Qi buried her head in shame.

"Has the prisoner cow been here?" Sensing a trace of aura remaining in the City Lord's Mansion, Yun Qi looked back and asked.

Jing Qi nodded hurriedly: "Yes, brother just left for a few days... It's a pity he couldn't wait for you to come back, we..."

While speaking, Jing Qi's eye sockets were slightly wet again.

"What are you waiting for?" Yun Qi glanced at him, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his tone was mocking, "Wait for you to cry in front of me?"

"..."

Being mocked mercilessly by His Majesty who finally saw him after waiting for 1000 years, Jing Qi, who didn't know whether to be ashamed or happy, buried his head again.

"When did you come to Xianyu?"

Yun Qi asked again.

"Eight years ago."

Jing Qi replied obediently, "I heard from the clansmen that there seems to be your legacy in Xianyu...er, traces, so I came here."

"By the way, dodge the other battles?"

"..." After hearing this, Jing Qi raised his head in panic, but saw Yun Qi's expression was calm, he couldn't even see any emotion in his jet-black pupils, and he didn't seem to be angry at all due to the whipping and beating each other in Nine Parts.But Jing Qi nodded cautiously and responded.

The man lowered his hands, gently stroking the man's hair on the sideburns in his arms, his expression expressionless: "How many of the nine books are left?"

"Four parts...one, two, three, seven...four parts." Jing Qi's voice was obscure.

"..."

Yun Qi's fingertips rested next to Su Ye Zi's temples, and seemed to tremble slightly, but Jing Qi looked again and felt that it was his own illusion.

After a long while, the man let out a breath slowly, as if he wanted to let out his accumulated depression that had been buried for thousands of years——

"It's really... promising."

After the last word was pronounced, Yun Qi's hand landed on the cool jade table beside him.

Gently buckle.

In the blink of an eye, a huge piece of complete jade table was silently turned into powder.

"I brought you out of the dead..."

Yun Qi seemed to be talking to himself calmly, but that day, the violent fluctuations of his true energy scattered all the dust in the room, exposing the turmoil in his heart——

"Cannibalism... You can use this to repay me..."

Under the pressure of the violent breath, Jing Qi's face was pale, and his eyes were chestnut.

Even if his City Lord's Mansion would be reduced to powder like the jade table in the next moment, he didn't want to stop it.

He knew how much his nine brothers failed their majesty, and he also knew how painful it was to lose a brother who had lived and died with him for thousands of years... let alone for his majesty who raised them one by one ...

"Well……"

Suddenly, Su Yezi, who was lying in Yunqi's arms, groaned uncomfortably, and his beautiful brows also knit together.

Yun Qi's whole body paused, and then he was shocked, and all of them were retracted into his body——

"……leaf?"

Yun Qi hurriedly looked down at the person in his arms.

It's just that the one in the arms ignored him, turned over, rubbed into his arms, and fell asleep again.

"...Silly Ye Zi." The corners of Yun Qi's lips twitched slightly, and he couldn't help reaching out to touch Su Ye Zi's long hair.

Jing Qi: "..."

Brother Prisoner... I suddenly felt abandoned.

The author has something to say: I remember that there was a little angel who talked about the reasons for the lack of soul in the first volume, that chapter said that Yunqi and Ye Zi are "father and son" emmm In fact, the devil emperor and the nine generals of Jiubu are father and son 23333

Jing Qi: I suddenly feel that I have an extra mother.