Let Me Tease You

When Ji Yuan walked back slowly, the angry Luo Xiuyi had already left.

Ye Junchi half leaned against the bed, looking out the window, not knowing what he was thinking, a little absent-minded, he didn't even notice that Ji Yuan walked to the bed.

The relationship between the two has always been that Ye Junchi took the initiative, and Ji Yuan kept retreating and fleeing. When Ji Yuan regained consciousness, he promised Ye Junchi something, and when he met him again, he was a little at a loss, not knowing what to do.

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Junchi turned his head and looked at Ji Yuan with bright and gentle eyes before he could say anything, "A Yuan, I forgot to say it just now, thank you for protecting me."

How many times have you defended me?

Ji Yuan said inwardly, shaking his head, "How is your injury?"

"Well, Zhao Buchen's attack was a bit ruthless, and the broken hand was connected, but it's inconvenient." Ye Junchi looked at him with a smile, "A Yuan, would you like to help me with the medicine?"

Ji Yuan hesitated, nodded, turned his head to see the ointment Luo Xiuyi brought on the bedside, took it to look at Ye Junchi, and said in a flat tone, "Do you want me to undress you?"

Ye Junchi sighed in disappointment, and took off his underwear by himself, revealing his strong and beautiful upper body. His muscles are not exaggerated, it feels comfortable to the touch, and his complexion is not like Ji Yuan's. snow white snow white.Ji Yuan still remembered how good it felt when he sneaked around last time, tried his best to control himself not to look around, and sat by the bed to observe Ye Junchi's injuries.

The other large and small wounds are actually not a problem, and have even begun to heal slowly. The bigger problem is the shocking cut in the abdomen.

Ji Yuan felt uncomfortable, so he carefully applied some ointment, and wiped it tremblingly, but his hand was held by Ye Junchi, and his tone was as gentle and tolerant as ever: "If you are afraid, don't force it, I will do it myself."

Ji Yuan shook his head, paying attention to Ye Junchi's expression while applying the medicine.In the room, an earth dragon was born for Ji Yuan's body, and it was warm and warm. Ji Yuan was stared at by Ye Junchi, and he soon broke out in sweat. It's heavy.

The system tsk-tsk: "Lonely and widowed men, still facing each other naked, it's easy to catch fire."

Ji Yuan said indifferently: "Why, do you still want to watch?"

System: "..." Little brat, you have changed.

Ji Yuan wasn't going to let his gun go off when Ye Junchi was injured, his gaze slid over his smooth and firm skin, and he asked calmly, "Can the wound heal?"

Ye Junchi hummed, picked up a strand of his hair, put it under his nose and sniffed it, then slowly put it in his mouth and bit it, and said with a light smile, "A Yuan's taste is really good."

"..." Ji Yuan tried his best to maintain his composure, ignoring his burning ears, and asked himself, "Then why haven't those scars on your back healed?"

Ye Junchi stopped molesting him, and the medicine was almost wiped off. He stretched out his hand and pulled Ji Yuan onto the bed. Ji Yuan was so shocked that he only had time to kick off his boots, and was immediately pressed into Ye Junchi's arms , he struggled subconsciously, he couldn't see Ye Junchi's expression, he could only hear a low voice with a smile: "Shhh, story time. Don't make trouble, be careful that my wound will open."

The latter sentence was really useful, Ji Yuan immediately stopped moving.

Ye Junchi was silent for a while, as if trying to organize his words, smoothed the hair of the man in his arms, and said in a low voice: "That was when I was six years old."

Six-year-old Ye Junchi was born in a small cultivation family that had been in decline for many years.Not long after he was born, he showed amazing talent. The whole Ye family raised this newborn child as their heart and soul, pampering him to the fullest, but not blindly doting on him, expecting him to grow up and glorify the Ye family again.

When he was a child, Ye Junchi was well-clothed, even a little pampered. He had parents and uncles who doted on him, so no one would blame him too much if he made a mistake.

The accident happened on his sixth birthday.

A fierce unknown Taoist priest and many people in black robes broke into Ye's house, and took Ye Junchi away arbitrarily. The little Ye Junchi struggled desperately in the arms of a Taoist priest, and when he turned around, he saw only the flames soaring into the sky .

The happy family was shattered overnight. He was taken into a Taoist temple and locked up with a group of panic-stricken children. He was beaten and scolded by the Taoist priests at will, and some perverts even picked those fair and beautiful children. It's not that they seem to have any restraints, I'm afraid they will do more beastly things.

At that time, Ye Junchi could only hide in the corner of the wall in panic, smearing his face with dust. He was more mature and smarter than his peers, desperately looking for an opportunity to escape. Beat to death.

After months of suffering in the Taoist temple, they were blindfolded and sent to another real hell.

Ye Junchi never thought that there would be such terrifying people in the world, no, they were demons. He had heard of ferocious and terrifying demons, but he never thought that there would be demons more terrifying than the rumors.

In the main hall of the Demon Palace, a young man with an indifferent face was patrolling among a group of trembling children who didn't even dare to cry. Suddenly, he seemed to see something interesting, and walked up to a child with a gentle appearance. asked, "What's your name?"

The child was trembling all over, and said his name sobbingly, with a look of expectation in his eyes, as if hoping that the man who looked rather gentle in front of him would let him go home.

The man frowned: "The name and appearance are useless."

After finishing speaking, he actually directly picked up the child and threw it into a nearby pool.

Ye Junchi didn't know what was inside at first, until he was almost thrown into it once, and saw countless poisonous insects struggling and crawling under the pool, densely packed, ready to pounce on his flesh and blood at any time.

Mozun captured them as "blood jars". When he lost control, he would grab a few children and suck their blood.

Fear exists all the time, they are locked in prison, and someone will come to urge them to practice every day, but if there is something that makes the guarding demons feel uncomfortable, or the demons are in a bad mood, someone will be unlucky.

There are many people who were beaten to death alive, and those who died of starvation, sickness, and cold. The young children were not able to adapt to the harsh environment of the Demon Realm.Ye Junchi was locked in the corner of the dungeon, silently grinding the stone he picked up secretly, trying to make the stone sharper.

It was impossible for him to kill that man above him. He cut his own throat before he died from cold, starvation, beating, or being drained of blood.

That day came soon, Ye Junchi and a few children were brought to the demon king's bedroom, the children in front were arrested, and soon they were thrown away like garbage. When Ye Junchi was approaching, he Closing his eyes, he slammed a sharp stone into his throat.

He didn't die, Mozun waved away the stone, grabbed his neck with a smile, and said softly, "Want to die?"

Ye Junchi could only pray that the devil's hands would be stronger, so that he could directly crush his throat.

But Mozun withdrew his hand and looked at him with great interest: "Someone pointed at you, and you almost escaped when you were watching Mingxu? Your bones are not bad."

Ye Junchi pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.

"What's your name? How old is it?"

Ye Junchi remained silent all the time. At the end of the day, he was sent back to the prison. Everyone was extremely surprised to see him come back safe and sound, including the demons guarding the cell.

After a long time, Ye Junchi was taken out of the cell, so he could not huddle in the dark and damp cell, and he didn't have to worry about being starved to death.

He didn't know what the Demon Lord wanted to do, and it didn't take long for him to understand.

Mozun thinks he is interesting, and raises him as a dog. When he is happy, he teaches him a few tricks. He has a pleasant face. When he is unhappy, he catches him and presses him to the ground. Watching the young child collapse and cry and roll all over the floor when the pain was extreme, sitting on the high seat and laughing happily.

In the end, he went too far, it seemed that beating Ye Junchi had become a kind of pleasure, adding more and more scars from different weapons to his back that was already covered with scars.

Speaking of this, Ye Junchi paused, and the corners of his lips slightly curled up: "I survived, so I locked him in the magic circle that suppressed him, knocked him down desperately, and returned these scars to him one by one. .”

Feeling the fingers pinching the hem of his clothes getting harder and harder, Ye Junchi's voice seemed a little hoarse, rubbing the top of Ji Yuan's hair, and comforting in a low voice: "It's okay, baby , it was a long time ago, those scars won't go away, but they don't hurt anymore."

What responded to him was a moment of silence, followed by Ji Yuan's nasal voice: "What happened next?"

Ji Yuan's memory drifted back to a long time ago, Ye Junchi, who realized that he had put ingredients in the Hebei wine, chuckled nonchalantly and said that he grew up tasting all kinds of poisons.

He really didn't expect Ye Junchi to have such a dark and terrifying past.

Ye Junchi's body trembled subconsciously, and he said slowly: "...he discovered that I can practice the skills of the demon clan."

The Demon Lord has never been a person who follows the rules. The world has always said that humans cannot practice the skills of the demons. The skills of the demons are too overbearing, and the delicate human body cannot bear it. Once they practice, they will explode and die.

Mozun experimented with several human children, and after all failed, he turned his attention to the taciturn puppy who followed behind him.

Ye Junchi's body can be compatible with the spiritual power of humans and demons, which made the demon very excited. He began to use various methods to toss Ye Junchi. Sometimes Ye Junchi wondered if the demon was tired of playing and wanted to kill him. but mercifully let go of him just before he was about to step into hell.

He has no dignity, lives in fear and pain all day long, but cannot die. In such scarred years, the pillar that supports Ye Jun from going crazy is revenge.

He made no secret of his murderous intentions towards the Demon Lord, but the Demon Lord didn't care. He would even pat his head like a comforting puppy, laughing and saying, "Little thing, work hard to grow up and kill me."

Mozun scorned Ye Junchi, and didn't feel that such a child lingering in his shadow could pose any threat to him.

Ye Junchi gritted his teeth, and slowly grew up enduring the unbearable pain of ordinary people.

The demon clan who advocates force has always been able to conquer anyone who beats them. Ye Junchi's cultivation base is getting higher and higher, and he has a place in the demon palace, and even got a fairy sword by accident.

Full of confidence, he planned for a whole year, and finally made a move when the Demon Venerable was slightly weak after going berserk, and when the Guichi sword was about to pierce the Demon Venerable's chest, he was kicked into the Gu worm pool by the Demon Venerable.

Demon Venerable stood above him contemptuously, looking down at him: "It's not bad, I have achieved this level at this age, it seems that I can raise it, it just so happens that the demons are all trash now."

Guichi drove away the poisonous insects, Ye Junchi lay on the cold ground, looked at the smiling Mozun above him, and felt his blood go cold.

He didn't have anything, even the immortal sword in his arms was deliberately picked up by Mozun.