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

"Qiye, Qiye." There was a voice calling indistinctly in his ear, and Qimo wondered in a daze, why did this person keep calling Qiye's name?

Trying to open her eyelids, Qimo saw an enlarged version of Liuyun only a few centimeters away from her, and immediately stretched out her hand to keep the other person's face away from her. Qimo slowly sat up and looked around, "We are here where?"

Liu Yun shrugged and sat aside, "I must have fallen into a trap in the forest. My master seems to have set up a lot of traps here."

Qimo looked up and found that the exit at the top could not be seen at all, because the dense black mist was everywhere, making the surrounding area seem to be a barren land with only mist left, and there was no way out.

He is too confident.Qimo lowered his head and thought, now he can only hope that the fog will clear up during the day or that Qiye will find them.

The two of them didn't have much to say for a while, they could only vaguely see each other's faces and feel each other's shallow breathing, but this had already given them great comfort, at least they were not alone at this time.

"Qiye, what you said before... Did you come to approach me on purpose?" Liu Yun thought for a long time, but decided to ask this question clearly.

"It was you who initiated the conversation." Qimo concentrated on wiping the strings and raised her eyelids slightly, "Also, my name is Qimo, and Qiye is my brother's name."

"Even the name lied to me." Liu Yun couldn't help but thump Qimo, "I've always regarded you as a good brother."

Qimo was noncommittal, he knew Liuyun's character, he liked and disliked him very quickly, so he shouldn't be really angry at the moment.

"Then... when the matter of Yinshi Youquan is resolved, you will definitely kill my master for revenge?"

Qimo looked over with a "What do you think?" Liuyun immediately lowered his head in discouragement, as if even his short hair, which had been in high spirits, drooped down.

Liu Yun lived with Master Lingfeng Master since he was a child, and met very few people. The first friend he met when he came out of the mountain was Qimo, and he really liked this friend.But he didn't expect that when his master and friends turned out to be life-and-death existences, this made him very contradictory and even painful because of his simple mind.

Out of the corner of Qimo's eyes, he caught a glimpse of Liuyun scratching his hair, frowning and sighing, his expression was so rich that he couldn't help but laugh out loud.He took off the treasure bag he was carrying with him, and was about to take a luminous pearl out to illuminate it, but he found something in his pocket that was twinkling and shining.

He took it out and saw that it was the Blue Devil's Tears that Jing Wuyuan had reminded him before.

Blue Devil's Tears... glowing?It was rare for Qimo to be curious, he had never seen this bead glow, and didn't it mean that two men and women who truly love each other were the condition for the glow?

Touching Qimo's hand, the light of the Blue Devil's Tears became stronger, but it was not dazzling, but the milky white light lingered around him, like the twinkling fireflies in the dark summer night, giving people a kind of gentle comfort a feeling of.

Miraculously, Qi Mo felt his anxious heart settle down under the light. He let go of his hand and whispered to the Blue Devil's Tears floating in the air, "Are you comforting me?"

"Glowing beads." Liu Yun leaned over curiously, "Ye Mingzhu? It's not right either."

He stretched out his hand to touch it, and the Blue Devil's Tears touched his finger as if he liked Liuyun very much, circled around Liuyun, circled around Qimo, and finally floated on the surface of the two. In the middle, a gentle milky white glow continues.

"Qimo, this bead of yours is quite human." Liu Yun poked it a few more times and said with a smile, "It's quite fun."

"Mmm." Qimo took in the scene in front of her eyes, her eyes darkened.Then he stretched out his hand to hold the Blue Devil's Tears in his palm, "In the records of the Demon Palace, the Blue Devil's Tears are formed by the condensation of the blood and tears shed by the Blue Devil. , legend has it that it only shines when two men and women who truly love each other express their feelings to each other."

"Uh..." Liu Yun scratched his head, "It should be just a legend, otherwise how could it be shining now, or is it simply fake?"

"Maybe." Qimo closed her eyes, "I'm tired, I need to rest for a while."

"Well, you can sleep for a while, I will call you when I have a chance to go out."

Qimo responded, sinking her thoughts into the memories of the past 15 years.

He was born in a different way from Qiye, he and the Empress Dowager Yinyue had six completely different looks, the empress dowager Yinyue’s madness when she saw his eyes when she was five years old, the strange jade card in Qiye’s hand when she was ten years old, Qiye's vaguely strange attitude towards him after the age of seven, his meaningful gaze and behavior since he was a child, his ability to dream and his physique not to be intruded by evil spirits, the tears of the blue devil shining on his hands...

Something is about to come out.

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"Mr. Jing, no, I decided to go in and look for Qimo." After dawn in the camp, Qimo still didn't appear, and Qiye finally couldn't help it.

"Holy Lord." Jing Wuyuan hesitated to speak, stepped forward and stretched out his hand to stop him, "Yin Shi Youquan is about to erupt, Xuanxin Zhengzong is not far away, Shaojun has entered Wangqing Forest again, if even Shengjun you also go in , if the other party makes a surprise attack...the Demon Palace cannot be left without a master, Holy Monarch."

Snapped!Qiye blocked Jing Wuyuan's arm with his sword, pierced his deep eyes, and gritted his teeth: "Jing Wuyuan, do you really think I don't know what happened last night? Not only did you not stop Qimo from entering, but you also helped him hide it If anything happens to him, I only ask you!"

"Even so, I have to stop the Holy Monarch." Jing Wuyuan raised his robe and knelt on the ground with a firm tone, "Now is the critical moment for the life and death of the Demon Palace and the Righteous Way, Holy Monarch, there must be no accidents. You will be killed or demoted to the mirror, Wuyuan will listen to you!"

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Qiye stared at Jing Wuyuan who was kneeling on the ground for a long time, and after a while, he finally left the tent without saying a word, shaking his sleeves.

And Jing Wuyuan snorted, stretched out his hand to wipe away a little blood escaping from his lips, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Shengjun."

The people outside the camp had heard the quarrel between Qiye and Jing Wuyuan a long time ago, and they all guessed that it was because of Qimo's disappearance. When they saw Qiye walking out with a livid face, they couldn't help but take a step back, and at the same time they breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts. , Knowing that Shengjun was persuaded.

"Okay, okay, don't hang around here." Wu Jian roared to the surroundings, "Continuing the inspection, those who are free and I will go around to find the whereabouts of Shaojun first."

Those who didn't hear the specific content didn't know that Qimo had directly entered the Wangqing Forest that everyone avoided.

On the other side, Qiye, who left furiously, came to the outside of Wangqing Forest, looking at the thick fog inside, with unconcealable worry in his eyes.

Xiaoqian was poisoned and unconscious, Qimo went into the forest and her whereabouts were unknown, and he couldn't even do anything for them, Qiye had never felt so incompetent.

Taking out the jade card that was used to identify Qimo's identity from his bosom, Qiye seemed to have thought of something, the darkness in his eyes deepened, bang——he slammed his fist on the big tree beside him vigorously.

A strand of blood flowed out from between the fingers, slowly flowing down the entire arm and staining the entire jade tablet red, but Qiye didn't seem to feel any pain at all.

After a while, Qiye calmed down a little, and looked down, only to find that the jade plaque was still blood-red, without absorbing a drop of blood, let alone glowing.

Frowning slightly, Qiye held it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully for a while, and in a moment he confirmed that it was not the one given to him by the Queen Mother Yinyue before. He would definitely be able to recognize the jade card that had been with him for more than ten years, but Although this piece is very similar to that one, it cannot be hidden from Qiye's eyes.

But this jade tablet didn't respond to him...