My master is obedient and soft

Wen Yuan looked at Zheqing calmly, not at all flustered by being caught on the spot, he even licked his sharp teeth lightly, and grinned at Zheqing.

Maybe it was because he suddenly became smaller, without the aura of the Lord of the Demon Realm, or maybe it was because Zheqing's heart suddenly softened in the face of such a little furry thing.

He poked the tender horns on Wen Yuan's head: "Why did you suddenly become smaller?"

At this time, Wen Yuan was still being held by Zheqing with one hand, he struggled a bit and said, "...Master, can you put me down first?"

He will be out of breath if he carries it any longer!

"Oh."

Zheqing thought for a while, and put him on her lap.Wen Yuan is in the form of a cub, a small ball that can be held up with two hands, and after placing it on his lap, he will lie down obediently without moving.

Zheqing looked at him and thought to himself, he is quite obedient.

It's just that he hasn't seen the appearance of Wen Yuan's little monster for too long, and he himself can't put it down to furry things.Zheqing endured it for a while and finally couldn't take it anymore, and quietly stroked his smooth and soft fur with his hands, sighing inwardly in satisfaction.

Wen Yuan's voice was still that of an adult man, deep and sexy, and it didn't violate harmony in the slightest when he said it from such a cub's mouth.

He said: "Actually, at my level of cultivation, I can change shape at will. It can become so small or it can become very large."

"And there is..." Wen Yuan paused and continued: "When you are seriously injured, turning into a cub can reduce consumption."

Zheqing was shocked when he heard that he was injured, and he asked him nervously, "Are you injured?"

The little monster shook his head.

"Then why did it suddenly become smaller..." and even licked his wound.

Chi Xiaojian's sword wound has already healed in sevens and eighties, and it should be cured in a short time. The medicine Wen Yuan gave him is priceless medicine.

Unexpectedly, after Zheqing finished asking, he saw that the little thing lying on his lap seemed a little frustrated, with drooping ears and drooping eyes.

"...What's wrong?" Zheqing asked.

"It's nothing, I just feel... Master seems to like that civet cat very much?"

Zheqing frowned, huh?Have it?

"I just want to tell Master that Master also has spiritual pets, others have... Master has them."

As Wen Yuan spoke, his voice became smaller and smaller, and that deep and hoarse voice seemed to add a little bit of fascinating affection.

Zheqing's heart was going to melt in an instant.

Such a cute little thing, curled up on his lap, as if he had been wronged, the whole cub behaved obediently, and told him cautiously and flatteringly that there are no less masters that others have.

Well, I will still lick his wounds, or pick him up quietly when he is asleep. If Zheqing didn’t know that he didn’t sleep well last night and woke up earlier, maybe Wen Yuan would have been silent every night. So did it.

Zheqing couldn't help holding the little thing in her arms, touching it here and there, she liked it very much.

It is obvious that Xiao Zai Zai's lethality to Zhe Qing is much greater than that big devil Wen Yuan.

"Does Master like cats? If you like cats, I will raise one for you another day, and I will keep it in the Huanshui Pavilion that I took you to see last time."

Zheqing shook his head. Although he likes furry hair, it doesn't mean he likes everything.

He likes things like Wen Yuan very much.

He doesn't like things like fat cats.

So Zheqing blurted out: "It is enough for me to support you."

He paused his hands after speaking without thinking, and the little monster in his arms suddenly raised his head and stared at him with bright eyes.

Zheqing: "Uh..."

Wen Yuan asked earnestly: "Does Master really want to support me?"

Zheqing said slowly: "What I eat now is all yours..." Who will raise who?

Wen Yuan seemed very happy, rolled around in Zheqing's arms, sniffed his chin, then rubbed his collarbone twice: "Anyway, Master promised me that he would never leave me again."

"Master must keep his word."

"Now that I'm getting smaller, it should be Master who raised me,"

Wen Yuan quietly added in his heart, just like when he was a child.

Wen Yuan was really afraid that he would leave.

If Zheqing chose to leave again, it would be too cold and ruthless, and he didn't know what Wen Yuan would do if he saw him leave again.

When he was speaking, he didn't see Zheqing's expression. In fact, Zheqing's eyes dimmed for a moment, and then he returned to normal immediately, and then hummed lightly.

The Nightmare Realm is dark and cold at night. From time to time, a few dark crows fly by, leaving afterimages all over the ground. Today is the night of the full moon. The high full moon hangs above the boundless darkness, casting a faint gleam, making the entire Nightmare The domain is bizarre.

A thin man in a white tunic stood in front of the window, quietly looking at the scenery outside the window. His hair was untied, his waist-length black hair was loose, and the tail of his hair was slightly fluttering by the wind outside the window.

Zheqing has been alone by the window for a long time, today he specifically told Wen Yuan that he wanted to stay alone for one night, and Wen Yuan agreed.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

He raised his slender hand with well-defined phalanges until the height in front of him was parallel to his line of sight.

Then he spread his palms and stared quietly.

I saw that a small trace of devilish energy began to condense into shape, it was faint at first, then the color became more and more intense, and finally his entire white hand was almost wrapped in the black mist.

Zheqing cultivated immortals, but what he held in his hands at this time was the unique spells of the demons.

But he didn't seem surprised at all, he watched the smoke cloud in his palm change slowly, and finally took him back into his hand.

Zheqing looked up at the moonlight, the moon is extraordinarily round today, he thought, no wonder, the moves he tried just now were stronger and faster than usual.

This also shows that the devil blood in his body is about to explode.

Zhe Qing's eyes are serious, this is also the reason why he chose to avoid Wen Yuan temporarily today, he was afraid of revealing a flaw, and Wen Yuan is careful, so he might not be able to see it.

Suddenly there was a rustling sound of dragons nearby.

Zheqing's eyes turned cold, who would dare to appear in the Demon Lord's bedroom in the middle of the night, and he shouted in the direction of the voice: "Who, come out!"

After a while, there really was a person who jumped down from the beam, but because the light was too dark, Zheqing couldn't see clearly for a while.

And his cultivation base has not been imprisoned for a long time, and now he is going to summon the sword to have a showdown with this unexpected guest.

But who knows, before the Fuwei sword was transformed into form in his hand, the person who jumped from the beams lightly flashed to the window, and the cold moonlight outside the window shone on his side face, making Zheqing see him clearly in an instant .

He was taken aback immediately, and the Fuwei sword that had not fully transformed into a solid body disappeared from his hand, and Zheqing asked in surprise: "Lingyin? Why are you?"

The person by the window walked up to Zheqing. He was tall and handsome, like a gentleman of a family. This person was the Immortal Lord Lingyin of Penglai Mountain.

He smiled and said, "Didn't you ask that little cat to pass the news to me?"

It was only then that Zheqing remembered that before the civet cat left last time, he really asked him to help find Lingyin to borrow the Kunlun secret mirror.

"But... why did you come here by yourself?" He also became a gentleman on the beam once.

"Cough...Actually, that day, when the people from the fairy world came to Nightmare Realm to ask you to go back, I got in among them," Lingyin explained.

But what Zheqing was thinking at this time was that he was also present when he and Wen Yuan kissed that day?

It's a shame to throw it home.

Immortal Lord Lingyin is one of Zheqing's few friends. They used to work together when they were in the fairy world, but Lingyin is a free and easy person by nature, and he doesn't want to be bound by the various regulations of the fairy world, so he went alone Penglai Mountain lives in seclusion, escaping from the world.

But the two of them have never broken contact for so many years, and they are the only friends he can talk to after the incident happened at Zheqing's side 300 years ago.

Lingyin said: "Reckoning, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Now that I have the opportunity, I also want to visit you and catch up with you."

Lingyin silently looked Zheqing up and down, he didn't seem to have changed much, he seemed to be more handsome than when he was in the fairy world.

Zheqing breathed a sigh of relief, and her tone unconsciously became familiar: "You really surprised me just now."

Lingyin laughed haha: "I want to surprise you, but who would have known that your intuition is so keen."

The two chattered for a while before Lingyin asked in a serious tone: "Zheqing, how long do you plan to stay here?"

Zheqing paused and said, "Let's wait a while longer."

Lingyin asked: "How long is a period of time?"

Zheqing thought for a while and then shook his head slowly, "I don't know either."

"Don't...don't want to leave."

These words seemed to hit Zheqing's mind. Lingyin saw the change in his expression. Seeing Zheqing's appearance at this time, Lingyin couldn't help sighing, and persuaded: "Don't Indulging in his tenderness for a while, don't forget, Zheqing, how Wen Yuan treated you when you were first captured by him and brought you to Nightmare Domain."

At that time, Zheqing was injured, and was brutally imprisoned by Wen Yuan in a damp and cold dungeon for so many days, and was bullied so miserablely.

"I didn't forget, it's just..." Zheqing moved her mouth, but didn't say any more.