[A Chinese Ghost Story] The Demon Lord is on top

Qimo sat by the bed, only then noticed that Xiaoqian and the scholar were holding hands together, and said to the magic soldier beside him, "The specific process."

"Returning to Shaojun, it was Ning Caichen who woke up in the middle of the dispute and had a dispute with Miss Xiaoqian. A few of his subordinates were unexpectedly attacked by the remnants of the Black Mountain old demon. Miss Xiaoqian and Ning Caichen were both poisoned. Those little demons will kill themselves." He knelt down, "The subordinates are not doing their job effectively, let the Holy Lord punish them!"

How to punish is Qiye's business, Qimo stopped talking, stretched out his hand to brush the sweat-stained hair from Xiaoqian's forehead, but his eyes stopped on Ning Caichen.

Looking at this scene, Qiye felt a little strange in his heart, so he dealt with these demon soldiers first, then frowned and said, "What can the four sages do?"

"The poison of the Black Mountain old demon is very troublesome." The evil dragon replied, "I'm afraid only Teacher Jing and the Queen Mother can solve it."

The matter of Yinshi Youquan also needs to be resolved urgently. It is impossible for them to return to the Demon Palace at this time. Seven nights thought for a long time, "Send a letter to the teacher to explain Xiaoqian's situation and ask him to meet us on the way to Yinshi Youquan During this period, the affairs of the Demon Palace will be handled by the queen mother."

"Yes."

"I will give them seven days with life-extending moths. During this period, the four of you must take turns guarding them, and report immediately if there is any abnormality."

"Yes!"

Qiye has never been a ruthless person, at least at this moment he is willing to give Ning Caichen a chance together, and Xiaoqian, as one of the seven generations of resentful couples, cannot make mistakes.

After the four sages retreated, Qiye walked towards Qimo, "Qimo, do you have anything to say?"

Qimo shook his head. He was just thinking about how the poison was cured in the play, but he didn't think of it as expected, so he didn't force it, "I'm a little worried about Xiaoqian."

"Xiaoqian will be fine." Qiye held his hand and found it was extremely cold, and then remembered that Qimo had been blown in the cold night wind for a long time because of his whim, and a pang of guilt rose in his heart, "You have been Looking at this scholar, what is so special about him?"

"I just think... he is destined for us." Qimo took a while to answer, as if he was hesitating to speak, and finally let out a breath, "Then I'll go to bed first."

Smiling and watching Qimo's figure leave the room, he turned to the two people on the bed until Qiye disappeared. In fact, he also felt it. Since the first time he saw Ning Caichen, a strange emotion had been circling in his heart. It seems irritated and astringent.

He didn't like this feeling, and he didn't like Qimo's special treatment and secret protection of the scholar.

Qimo returned to the room they had prepared for herself, and Yixi's light-colored figure floated out leisurely, without the slightest tiredness on his face, obviously not resting before.

After a while, Qimo thought of the possibility, "You dare not show yourself in front of Qiye?"

Yixi glanced at him, and said slightly dissatisfied: "How could I be afraid of my descendants, it's just that his skills are getting more sophisticated now, and it's just troublesome for him to notice my existence. If it wasn't for you, why would I bother?" Hide your head and show your tail?"

Knowing that the other party was angry, Qimo even came out with a title that he hadn't used for a long time, so he patted his hair very cooperatively, "It's my fault, thank you."

If Qiye knew that only Qimo could see Yixi, then Qimo's particularity would inevitably be guessed.

It's just that Qimo is not used to showing any expression, so this apology doesn't seem deep enough. After getting to know his character overnight, he couldn't help smiling after a while, and his long silver hair shone beautifully in his trembling, "That little girl How about Qimo smiling for me?"

laugh?Doubt flashed in Qimo's eyes. No matter in his previous life or now, he rarely had this expression. If the movement of saying this word... raised the corners of his mouth and sunk in the middle, Qimo didn't know how funny his expression was now.

Yixi laughed harder and said after a long time: "Okay, it's getting late, you've been blowing the wind for so long, it's time to go to bed."

"Yeah." Qimo took off his coat, and suddenly stopped, "The poison of the Black Mountain old demon, can you do something about it?"

Yixi only made a mysterious expression, "Even if there is, you can't do it after I tell you. Since she has such a calamity, it can only be said that it is her destiny as a resentful couple of the seventh generation, so don't worry too much. .”

As expected of the first demon king who lived for so long, Qimo sighed inwardly without any ups and downs. Like Yixi, he was not very worried, but just asked casually.

You must know that there is a wise saying-the scourge will last for thousands of years.

How could Xiaoqian, a little troublemaker, die so easily.

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Qimo left a message for someone he knew in the town to bring to Liuyun, and two days later, he followed Qiye and his team and set off to Yinshiyouquan. They have already noticed their tracks, and it is useless to stay longer.

Still sharing a ride with Qiye, Qimo played with the Blue Devil's Tears that she received in her treasure bag last night, it is undoubtedly very beautiful, even if it is just viewed as a pure gem, it is perfect picky.

Now Qimo can hardly restrain her desire for shiny objects, except that she still has a little urge to move in her heart.However, the Tears of the Blue Devil fit his aesthetics very well. If Xiaoqian hadn't expressed interest in it early on, he would have collected it without hesitation.

After watching for a while, he raised his head slightly and gestured to the Blue Devil's Tears in his palm, "What kind of restriction is placed on it?"

"Restriction?" Qiye narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at it for a while, "It should be ordered by the teacher. I can't see the specifics. It's just to prevent Xiaoqian from messing around in the world."

Just because of this?Qimo didn't believe it. As far as he knew, this restriction existed a long time ago, but since Qiye couldn't see it, he couldn't ask anything.

The bead in the palm of his hand was round and cool, and Qimo looked at it several times, but he didn't see anything wrong, so he had to put it back into the treasure bag. When he didn't pay attention, Qiye saw the moment when he entered the bag. The bead suddenly flashed a ray of light.

Blue Devil's Tears Glow?Qiye's hand holding the rein tightened slightly. It is said that the tears of the blue devil only shine between men and women who love each other. Was it just his illusion?still……

A lot of information flashed through his mind quickly, and Qiye couldn't hold back, only sinking this question into his heart again.

The horses in the Demon Realm are different from ordinary horses, their feet are as fast as lightning, and a thousand miles a day is just a trivial matter. In just half a day, they traveled one-fifth of the way to the Yinshi Youquan.

When just entering a town, Qiye made a gesture, and all the horses immediately let out a long neigh, stopped the horseshoes under the master's control, looked around a few times, and everyone found something was wrong.

Quiet, so quiet, it could be called silence.Here is like a dead town, there is no sound, not even the chirping of insects and birds.

Leading the people forward for a short distance, Qiye and the others finally saw the figure, but everyone was still in place as if they had been immobilized, some of them were selling, some were walking, some were jumping, but their movements They all froze at that moment, which was extremely strange.

Qiye seemed to have realized something, and signaled a magic soldier to go.

The magic soldier stepped forward, stretched out his hand and touched it lightly, and the people under him immediately collapsed and tore into a burst of ashes.

Like dominoes, everyone else on the street disintegrated and drifted away with the wind, and this town truly became a dead town.