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

Qiye seems to have just come from the office, wearing a black sage robe, his figure is slender and tall at the age of 11, with a warm smile on his face, except for the slightly purple eyes and hair, looking towards When the few people came, they looked like a handsome young man in a chaotic world.

"My Qiye has grown taller again." The Queen Mother Yinyue looked at him and said with a sense of relief, "I am more and more like your father."

"Mother's Queen." Wen Yan Qiye smiled slightly, put his left hand behind his back, and sat on the side of the bed, "Qimo Xiaoqian, you two are disturbing the Queen Mother to rest again."

Without waiting for Xiaoqian to defend Queen Mother Yinyue, she opened her mouth to defend: "The two of them came to accompany me because they were afraid that I would be bored. Qiye can't blame me."

"Knowing that my mother loves Qimo the most, how dare Qiye do anything." Qiye smiled, looking at Qimo with doting eyes, "Qimo, I brought you a gift, do you want to see it?"

Qimo's little head turned to this side, with doubts in his eyes.

Qiye put his left hand forward, cast a small spell, and two large rectangular objects floated in front of Qimo. Xiaoqian leaned up to take a closer look, and said hesitantly, "This is... a sleeping pillow?"

"Yeah." Qiye nodded, "Qimo always thinks that the usual sleeping pillow is too hard, and said he wanted a soft sleeping pillow and a hug pillow, so I asked the evil dragon to make two according to his request, because of this, The evil dragon still felt that he was overqualified, so he was depressed for a long time."

The evil dragon is one of the four sages of the Demon Palace, and his hands are the most dexterous. He made many novelty weapons and other tools in the Demon Palace. This time, he specially spent a day making a pillow for Qimo. I'm a bit out of sorts.

Thinking of this, Xiaoqian couldn't help laughing, "Brother Qiye, I know you, this is called - using power for personal gain."

Qiye just smiled and said nothing, just watching Qimo's reaction.

After looking at it for a while, Qi Mo took off the pillow, felt the soft and comfortable touch, and was a little pleasantly surprised.

Sleeping pillows in this world are mostly bamboo pillows, wooden pillows, and tile pillows, and they are taller, harder, and shorter. It is really uncomfortable for a person like him who sleeps most of the day. The seeds of certain plants were also placed, which were not soft at all, and became hollow in the middle when they fell asleep.

Don't want Qiye to remember his words clearly, he took the occasional whisper to heart, and let the evil dragon do it specially.

Qimo was not good at expressing joyful emotions, so he just nodded expressionlessly, but his voice was soft and waxy, without the sense of seriousness he thought, "Thank you, Qiye."

Xiaoqian burst out laughing again, pinched Qimo's small face, and said, "Qimo, you're not thankful, at least you have to smile. I've never seen you smile for so long."

"Also, I don't think what brother Qiye wants is your thank you. What he wants most is Qimo, you should call me brother, come~ Qimo call me brother and listen."

Qimo glanced at her, then lowered her head to continue checking the pillow, making it clear that she didn't intend to pay attention to Xiaoqian at all.

Qiye is not reluctant, he has always been very patient, since he has been waiting for more than three months, he doesn't mind waiting a little longer.He always felt that maybe Qimo didn't have a sense of belonging to this world. After all, he didn't grow up little by little from birth, or his elder brother didn't do well enough.

In short, in Qiye's heart, there is nothing wrong with Qimo.

"It's good that Qimo likes it." Qiye rubbed her little head, "But when Shura saw it when it was first made, she seemed to like it very much. It seems that the evil dragon will be busy for a while."

"Qiye." The Empress Dowager Yinyue looked at him lovingly, "You dote on Qimo too much, and you will make him even more lazy and dependent on you. In the future, you won't even recognize me as a queen mother."

Hearing this, Qiye smiled even more, "Qimo is weak, and he doesn't need to do the affairs of the Yinyue Dynasty. We people in the magic way don't have to abide by those rules and hypocritical dogmas. What's more, besides, Qimo is my younger brother."

Some people are born to be loved.At least from Qiye's point of view, Qimo is like this.

Qiye is the sage of the Yinyue Dynasty. He shoulders all the responsibilities and expectations on his own. No matter how tired he feels, he will never think of giving up or letting others share it. Instead, he hopes to use his own ability to let Qimo and Yin. The Empress Dowager Yue lived happier, and for the rest, it was good to have him.

This kind of thinking is very similar to Qimo's previous family members. They also thought that no matter how much they spoiled Qimo, they didn't expect that Qimo's treatment would still be good.

It can only be said that some people may be born with such fate.

Qimo, who was lucky enough to be lucky, finally finished looking at his sleeping pillows and throw pillows. His first thought was to experiment with the effect, so he spontaneously got out of bed, put on his shoes, and looked at Qiye expectantly.

Seeing his appearance, the three Queen Mothers of Yinyue couldn't help laughing and laughing, they didn't know what to say, and finally the Queen Mother waved her hand and said, "Go, Qi Mo doesn't want to stay with Queen Mother anymore."

Hearing that Qimo, who had just gotten out of bed, really climbed up again with her short feet, kissed the Queen Mother Yinyue on the face, and said: "I like the Queen Mother, so don't disturb the Queen Mother to rest."

The Empress Dowager's face was naturally full of smiles, and she waved: "Go, the Empress Dowager is indeed going to rest, don't forget to drink medicine at noon and night, and sleep with a quilt."

The monster's body is the most robust, and there will be no minor illnesses and pains that humans often have, let alone catching a cold and fever, but Qimo's symptoms have not rarely appeared, which can be regarded as one of his major problems. Featured.

After the farewell, Qiye dragged Qimo out of the Queen Mother's bedroom. Xiaoqian seemed to have thought of something else, so she also separated from them halfway.

After looking at the sky, Qi Mo realized that it was probably still between Si time and Qi Ye came back a bit early this time.

After these days, Qiye can roughly see some of Qimo's thoughts. Seeing him turn his head to look at himself, he said, "Mr. Jing is not feeling well today, and he almost fainted. The homework is over first. It's just that the evil dragon has finished these two little things." , I'll bring it to you."

Mirror missed?Qimo thought for a while, the words he heard before he passed out last time suddenly resurfaced in his ears, and he had almost forgotten them.

However, he still felt that this had nothing to do with him, not to mention that Jing Wuyuan didn't hurt him, so he didn't tell Qiye about it.

When the two of them were approaching the Youhuang Palace, Qiye saw that Qimo's face was turning pale again, so he hugged him up and said, "Don't tell brother Qiye when you are tired, aren't you usually lazy?"

Qi Mo turned her head away, not looking at him, and said after a while, "I'm not tired."

Qiye almost couldn't help laughing, it could be seen that this little guy wanted to be independent all the time, but in the end he was betrayed by his weakness.

Thinking about it, Qiye's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly noticed the strangle marks on Qimo's neck. The strangle marks were not deep, but the color was not light, probably because Qimo's skin was too thin and delicate.

He was blocked by his collar before and Qiye didn't see it, but now he found it, he frowned and caressed the scar, saying: "This is the trace of the Queen Mother's branch."

The tone was not questionable, so Qimo nodded, "My mother was ill before."

Qiye's hands tightened suddenly, "The mother's illness... I have killed many demon servants unintentionally before, if Qimo wants to see the mother in the future, it is better for me to accompany her."

Neither the Empress Dowager Yinyue herself nor Qiye would want to see Qimo get hurt, but the Empress Dowager's illness is currently incurable, the only way is to stay away when she gets sick.

"Yeah." Qimo nodded again, he didn't blame the queen mother, but felt a little...distressed, as if his biological mother had really suffered such pain.

It was only then that Qiye realized that Qimo hadn't been stuck in the Queen Mother's arms because of laziness, and probably because she was worried that the Queen Mother saw the scar, and her cognition of Qimo suddenly increased.

After entering the dormitory, the servant demon brought the ointment, and Qiye rubbed it on gently with his own hands, "It will disappear in an hour, Qimo can't touch it with hands."

"Ah."

After applying the medicine, he took off his shoes and went to the bed, hugged Qimo's small body, showed a faint smile, and said, "Only here at Qimo, and in the dream, can it be so easy."

Qimo turned around in his arms, only to find that Qiye's face was a little tired, which is what it should be. Not only does he have a lot of homework every day, but since he turned ten years old, he has to do it every day with the help of Jing Wuyuan. Start to deal with the affairs of the magic palace.

In the Demon Palace, not all monsters obey Qiye. Some older ones who follow the Demon Lord of the Six Paths tend to think highly of themselves, thinking that Qiye is too young and too young to have the qualifications and ability to lead them. clamoring to get out of the Demon Palace and fight Xuanxin Zhengzong to the death.

Fighting against such subordinates all day, fatigue is naturally inevitable.

If it weren't for Sixian and Jing Wuyuan's great help, Qiye would only be even more devastated.

Qimo stretched out his hand to catch Qiye's, and said softly, "Sleep."

"Okay." Qiye smiled softly, and slowly closed her eyes under Qimo's gaze.

After watching Qiye for a long time, Qimo closed his eyes, the bedroom was silent, and a white light flashed past the two of them.

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In the white mist, fairy music is faint, and there are a few pleasant melodies from time to time, and the air in the nose seems to have a light fragrance of flowers.

Qiye didn't know why he came here suddenly, he pushed away the white mist, and what appeared in front of him was a large sea of ​​flowers, patches of purple flowers swaying in the wind, very beautiful and moving.

And in this sea of ​​flowers, lay a small figure, Qiye walked slowly, only to find that it was Qimo who was sleeping with her eyes closed, her body slowly rising and falling with her breathing, her face was rosy, and she was sleeping very soundly.

Qiye sat beside Qimo, lightly poking that tender little face, still a little puzzled, not knowing why he suddenly appeared in this strange scene.

After concentrating on thinking for a while, Qimo hummed under his fingers and opened her eyes.

"Qimo?"

"Yeah." Turning over, Qimo continued to sleep in the sea of ​​flowers.

Qiye finally remembered what he was doing before, and whispered: "Just now, didn't I sleep with you in the bedroom?"