God and Demon Tribulation

In the demon clan, the existence of the demon king is actually dispensable in normal times. After all, this guy will never be in tune, so it is better to ask Qin Xi to choose him randomly.Therefore, important events in the clan were basically spread over Ning Wen, and Ning Wen helped them deal with them.From this point of view, the Demon Lord Dichen can also be regarded as a mascot - it is used to deter the starting point of the clan and prevent people from making trouble.

This mascot in terms of force is even more unreliable than the mascot of Qin Xi. Not to mention being absent for three days, it is not a problem to see no one for ten and a half months. The clan has long been used to his erratic behavior—anyway Ning Wen was looking for everything, and there were only a handful of things that could use this mascot.Although Xuan Hao and Jing Chi knew very little about the Demon Clan, it was not easy for them to ask too many questions, so in this huge Demon Clan territory, the only one who remembered the existence of the Demon Lord was Qin Xi.

Just two days after Mojun left, Qin Xi realized something was wrong, and asked vaguely while eating: "Where's Chenchen?"

"Who?" Di Tian didn't understand at first, and glanced sideways at Xuan Hao and Jing Chi, both of them shook their heads.Ditian racked his brains and couldn't figure out who the hell this "Chenchen" was, who was able to abduct young children without him and Xuanhao Jingchi knowing.

Qin Xi swallowed the food in his mouth, and repeated softly: "Chenchen."

Seeing that they didn't understand, Qin Xi put one hand on his chin and imitated the demon emperor Dichen and called, "Ah Tian."

"..." This gesture was very vivid, and Ditian understood it all at once, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, and he finally couldn't bear it, he said speechlessly, "Why can't you just learn these things when you can't learn something well?"

Qin Xi didn't know what was wrong with her, so she blinked at him.

"It's done. When the sun is not so hot, you can practice spells with me."

Qin Xi still didn't know that her days of fooling around and waiting to die were coming to an end, so she looked at him stupidly: "What about Chenchen?"

Hearing him call "Chen Chen" always felt very awkward, but in terms of seniority, Qin Xi, as the Lord of Qin, was indeed older than his father, so it was correct to call him that way.Ditian was at war with heaven and man in his heart, but in the end he didn't let Qin Xi change his name.

Seeing that he didn't answer her for a long time, Qin Xi patted his arm with her hand, and repeated like a cockerel: "Where's Chenchen?"

Cuckoos are extremely miraculous birds, Ditian lives in a nest in front of his current bedroom.They are keen to stand on the branches day after day and year after year and scream, no matter it is thunder or rain, they will never stop their "beautiful singing" due to environmental reasons.They like to live in crowded places and only build their nests once in their lifetime. If there is a problem with the nest due to the storm, this group of smelly and shameless people will keep barking until someone or a bird is really impatient and comes out to help them. The nest is mended.

Ditian thought almost numbly: "When I get back, I'll strip off those stupid birds and throw them out."

Seeing that the little ancestor was about to open his mouth to ask again, Ning Wen hastily fed him a mouthful of meat and coaxed, "Your Majesty has something to do, and he will be back in a few days."

Qin Xiaoxi, the human-shaped cooing bird, gave up and continued to eat in a peaceful manner.

Perhaps because his teeth are not yet full, Qin Xi eats more soft foods, especially the fried pork with mushrooms, which he likes deeply.

However, the pot of vegetables was placed a little far away, and Qin Xi's small arms couldn't reach it at all. Even if he stood up, he was still a little bit short. Qin Xi tried it several times and found that his arms were really too short. give up.

As soon as he sat down, the fried pork with mushrooms was placed in front of him, and the dried plums that he couldn't bite were placed in the place of fried pork with mushrooms.

Sensing his gaze, Jing Chi blushed and said fiercely: "What are you looking at, eat!"

"Oh," Qin Xi picked up a piece of meat, thought for a while and put the meat in Jingchi's bowl, and said obediently, "Brother Jingchi, eat."

Xuan Hao smiled silently, really helpless with the way the two get along.

After eating and drinking, Qin Xi started to feel sleepy, and lay down beside Di Tian, ​​huddled up in a ball. Di Tian rubbed his head, and suddenly found that he seemed to be slightly taller—he looked like he was only four or five years old. It looks like six or seven years old now.

His figure is slowly changing back, what about his spiritual consciousness?

However, now that the Demon King is not around, it is useless for him to discover something, so he can only stop thinking for a while, and cover Qin Xi's stomach with a small blanket beside him.

"Qin Qin, Qin Qin."

In the dream, it seemed that someone kept calling his name. Qin Xi struggled to open his eyes, but felt a sharp pain in his head. The voice immediately said: "Don't open your eyes, now is not the time."

A pair of hands lightly placed on Qin Xi's temples, just enough strength to relieve the severe pain caused by wanting to open his eyes just now.

Although he couldn't see his face, Qin Xi felt relaxed all over. It seemed that as long as the owner of the voice was there, all the unknowns were not worth being afraid of.

The owner of the voice held his hand and led him all the way forward.

I didn't know how long I walked, and finally stopped. I heard birds chirping and cicadas singing in my ears, and the breeze mixed with fresh and moist water vapor was blowing towards my face.

"Where is this? Who are you?" Qin Xi asked.

"I can't tell you, Qin Qin," the voice could not hear any emotion, "you will know when you think about it and you can open your eyes."

"Then will I be able to see you when I open my eyes?" Qin Xi's tone was suddenly urgent.

The man was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "It's impossible, Qin Qin."

"why?"

"Because I'm dead."

As soon as this sentence was finished, all the surrounding voices disappeared, quietly as if everything just now was an illusion, the hand that was originally holding Qin Xi disappeared without warning, leaving no warmth behind .

Qin Xi's heart was suddenly empty, and the pain and sorrow were overwhelming.

It seemed that something very important was lost and could never be returned.

He sat on the ground, curled up into a ball, tears streaming down his cheeks.

"Qin Xi! Qin Xi!"

The surroundings shook violently, and the dazzling light shone down from a high place. Qin Xi raised his head in a daze, and slowly opened his eyes. Di Tian's face covered with rice grains appeared in his sight.

"What did you dream about? Look at the tears on your face." He was held in Ditian's arms, and the soul heat of a living creature passed through his body, sending a little heat to his cold spiritual body.

It took a while before he seemed to wake up from the pain, he stretched out his arms to hug Di Tian's neck and said, "I heard someone."

——That person, like you, has a warm and generous palm, and even his voice is very gentle, but he is gone.

Qin Xi hugged Ditian's neck and didn't speak for a long time.

His figure has indeed elongated a lot, originally he was just a chubby little fat man, but now he has a bit of future elegance, but this can't stop the huge pressure his weight brings to Di Tian.

Di Tian hugged him for a long time, feeling his hands were sore, he could only pat his back: "Okay, you're still acting like a baby when you're an adult, get up and practice spells."