Self-salvation [Quick Transmigration]

The succession ceremony of the Demon Lord is coming soon.

Feng Ziqing had never dealt with these complicated affairs before, and she had never learned how to hold power.Of course, Feng Yinuo taught her these things little by little after she quelled the war, and guided her how to do it.Simply because she is already extremely talented, it doesn't take much effort to learn and explore a little bit.

"Why does sister know everything?"

The new Demon King who was being guided by her on a chair obviously wasn't fully focused on that book, but quietly stared at the woman beside him with bright eyes.

The next moment, someone tapped her forehead mercilessly.

"concentrate."

Feng Yinuo frowned and reprimanded lightly.

Ow.

The little boring gourd lowered his head and obediently responded.

"You are still young, and when you live longer, you will naturally know more."

Looking at her appearance, Feng Yinuo really couldn't imagine how the reputation of cruelty and moodiness spread outside, it was comparable to her own reputation in the main plane.

Is it possible that others are also chewing their tongues?

Feng Yinuo held his forehead, and still sighed softly.

Forget it, it's better to be tough than to be soft.

She couldn't be by Feng Ziqing's side all the time, so she naturally didn't know what the stuffy gourd looked like when she couldn't see it.

Feng Ziqing looked up at her, bent his eyes, and nodded slightly.

Feng Ziqing has been teaching her for a long time, today I just need to make some additions.

Poor Gourd, who had been taught a lesson by her, obviously had to concentrate a lot, but those eyes were still reluctant to take them off her body.Feng Yinuo lowered his head and didn't bother to pay attention to her. He just finished what he wanted to say in detail, and asked Feng Ziqing to correct some paperwork by himself.

Feng Ziqing followed suit one by one.

She finally lowered her head and started to do things seriously, but Feng Yinuo stood up and walked to the window with his hands behind his back to look at the dark and gloomy look in this demon realm that had not changed for a hundred years, and his expression faded.

Feng Yinuo looked at it for a while, then turned his body slightly, looking at the child with serious eyebrows and eyes sitting upright reading the paperwork by the desk, he couldn't help but curl his lips slightly.

She remembered the situation when she rescued the child for the first time. At that time, Feng Ziqing was numb and slumped, wearing a white dress. Pale and haggard, sick and thin, even worse than mortals.

But now the new Demon Lord has blood on his brows, wearing a long silver-blue dress, neatly tied his black hair with a hair crown, and there is a bit of pride and spirit at the brows, the luck on his head is gradually condensing, and she The merits and virtues that have been given...

Everything is slowly getting better.

Feng Yinuo was inexplicably relieved.

She recognized the dress on Feng Ziqing's body, which was obviously bought for her at the beginning, and she couldn't help raising her eyebrows slightly, her expression softened a little.

"I won't go to your inauguration ceremony, it's too noisy."

Feng Ziqing was startled, and his fingertips stopped suddenly, and the ink on the pen tip was smudged.But she didn't care, she just raised her eyes and looked at her helplessly, pursing her lips slightly.

"...we can keep them quiet."

Looking at the woman by the window, Feng Ziqing felt inexplicably uneasy, so she just pressed down, put down the pen in her hand, stood up, walked over, and carefully held her fingertips.

"Sister, you promised me before..."

If I become a Demon Lord, I will always be by my side...

But Feng Ziqing couldn't say these words, staring blankly at the woman in front of him, his face slowly turned pale.

She trembled her lips, and suddenly remembered...

Feng Yinuo never made any promises to her.

"Sister..."

Little Misty Gourd seemed to be about to cry, so anxious that he could only call her over and over again, he was dull and not good at speech, so he couldn't think of anything to say at this time.

Feng Yinuo didn't expect her reaction to be so strong, he looked at the child helplessly and shook his head slightly.

"It's just a big ceremony, and there will be many, many times in the future when I won't be around. Could it be that you can't even do it yourself?"

"I can't..."

Muffy Gourd's mouth was hard this time, and he whispered back to her.

"...Stupid thing..."

Feng Yinuo saw her hanging her head and turning around anxiously, she was speechless.

"This, this ceremony is different, I want you to come with me..."

"Sister...just this time..."

A person suddenly slipped into his arms, Feng Ziqing bent over to hug her, buried his head on her shoulder and begged softly.

This person accompanied her through all the hardships, and Feng Ziqing wanted her elder sister to witness their moment of glory with her.

She had planned to hold a grand ceremony with Feng Yinuo and become the Demon Lord together.

Feng Ziqing wanted to give half of what Feng Ziqing could have to her elder sister.

Later, when he made this decision, he was severely interrupted by Feng Yinuo and refused.

"Bullshit."

Her elder sister scolded coldly.

Feng Yinuo never allowed Feng Ziqing to mess around in such matters.

But she didn't know that Feng Ziqing was willing to fight in the Demon Realm for several years and took the position of the Demon Lord, but it was because of her words at the beginning that made Feng Ziqing think that as long as she became the Demon Lord, she would be forever Be by your side.

Feng Ziqing privately thought that this palace was gloomy and gloomy, and it was once lived in by that little beast, which was many times worse than her and her elder sister's home.The title of Demon Lord is so resounding, just like the title of Immortal Huanyu once, but now she only cares about the people around her, and doesn't care at all about those monks who are afraid of her revenge.

"...Just this time."

Most of Feng Yinuo's coquettish begging is effective.

Looking at the child in her arms, she felt a little headache for Feng Ziqing's clinginess, but she also patted her on the back and reluctantly agreed.

"really?"

The person in his arms moved, and looked up at her with wet eyes.

"Only this one time."

Feng Yinuo was noncommittal, grabbed her by the collar and pulled out the gourd.

Feng Ziqing blinked her eyes, followed her force and obediently came out, only pursing her lips and bending her eyes to smile.

"Like a little fool."

Feng Yinuo raised his hand, wiped the corners of her eyes, smiled and shook his head.

"It's not a little fool..."

Feng Ziqing snorted softly, holding her hand with her fingertips, refusing to let go.

It was just a sentence, Feng Yinuo was funny and angry, and didn't talk about this topic for a while.

She brought up the young eagle, so naturally she couldn't stay by her side and protect her everywhere.The road ahead is so long, but her lifespan in this plane is only 60, and 20 years have been deducted, so she can't live for long.Feng Yinuo has been with this child for nearly [-] years, and now he will naturally retire, let go of the young eagle's wings, and let Feng Ziqing practice on his own.

There is a long way to go, and getting used to loneliness is a compulsory course that must be learned sooner or later.

Feng Yinuo originally planned to take a look at it in the dark during this grand ceremony, and then go to find a place to sleep for several years and spend the rest of the time.But Mianhulu's reaction was so strong that her eyes turned red at every turn, making her unable to say a few words, so she had to postpone her plan.

Feng Yinuo glanced at the person guarding beside her, and let her drag him back to the desk to sit down together, glanced down at the paw in his hand that was firmly grasping and refused to let go, secretly sigh.

It's too slimy.

The prestigious Minister of Law Enforcement in the main plane is also a little annoyed, wondering why he used to be so clingy.

Regardless of whether Feng Ziqing is sticky or not, the succession ceremony is coming soon anyway.

Originally, this boring gourd was going to drag Feng Yinuo to the top floor together, but when he met his elder sister's coldly pursed lips, he hung his head again and dared not make any more trouble.

Finally, Feng Yinuo stood in the first place below and watched.

Feng Ziqing could see the people below at a glance, and her expression softened a lot. She didn't want Feng Yinuo to stand below for too long, so she simplified a lot of things, and just typed according to the manuscript Feng Yinuo taught her to write. The group of restless demons under Xia then took over the scepter that symbolizes power in the demon realm.

This is good.

After the grand ceremony, there was a banquet. In the past few years, the demon clan had been fighting continuously, and it was rare for it to stop. Many people also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.The banquet was very lively, and many demons came up to toast Feng Ziqing, either to test or sell.

When the demon came to him, Feng Ziqing subconsciously glanced at Feng Yinuo.

Coincidentally, the person she was looking at was also looking at her, with red lips curled up and a wine glass in his hand, like a lazy cat leaning on a chair, nodding slightly at her casually.

Feng Ziqing bent her lips subconsciously, and when she looked back at the smiling demon in front of her, her eyes turned cold, and she took the glass of wine without hesitation.

The pungent taste was very choking, Feng Ziqing had never drunk wine before, and now he took a sip, although the expression on his face did not change, he still felt uncomfortable in his throat.

A little irritable.

She looked at the man again.

But her elder sister didn't look at her anymore.

Even more irritable.

Feng Ziqing suddenly turned cold, raised his eyes to glance at the demons who wanted to come over, and tapped the table lightly with his fingertips.

Those eyes were terrifying and cold, how could there be any softness in front of Feng Yinuo?

All the demons felt chills down their spines at her glance, and they returned to their seats one after another. The noisy voices at the banquet were also much lowered, not daring to offend the new demon lord above who had a cold face for some reason.

When Feng Ziqing succeeds to the throne, the generals of all parties need to pay tribute and congratulate him.

No matter what they think in their hearts, they have to think about their own lives and hang their heads when facing this demon king in the tribulation period.

Originally, these generals were still a little worried about whether the new demon king would take the opportunity to do something.

However, until the meeting at the dinner party, although Feng Ziqing looked cold, he didn't make any fuss and let them go back.

"Sister..."

After drinking a few glasses of wine, his cheeks were flushed, and as soon as he returned to the inner hall, he leaned forward and held the woman's fingertips, calling her in a low voice.

Feng Yinuo glanced at her, smelled the smell of alcohol on her body, looked at her unclear eyes with some amusement, and paused on her flushed cheeks.

"what happened again?"

"...You didn't even look at me just now..."

The Demon Lord shook his head, which was a little dizzy for some reason, and said in a low voice very aggrieved.

She pursed her lips and stood there looking at Feng Yinuo without moving.

Feng Yinuo: ...?

Feng Yinuo: ...

"...Ancestor..."

Feng Yinuo supported his forehead, bent down speechlessly, picked up the drunk little ancestor, and was about to throw him on the bed.

Immediately, there were fingertips happily hugging her around her neck.

Feng Ziqing's eyes were a little fuzzy, but she nestled in her elder sister's arms, she felt dizzy even more, and her ears and cheeks were burning like fire.

She frowned and shook her head, but she couldn't bear to let go.He waited for Feng Yinuo to put her beside the bed, but she still hugged her and refused to let her go.

"release."

Feng Yinuo frowned slightly.

"Don't let go..."

Feng Ziqing had a straight face, his expression was very serious, and the strength on his paws did not loosen at all.

It's a pity that his cheeks were flushed and his pupils were in a trance, which really didn't have any deterrent effect.

Feng Yinuo was too lazy to mess with the drunk, so he tore off her claws, pushed her inside and stuffed her under the quilt, looking at the aggrieved gourd who wanted to pounce, his eyes were a little cold.

Feng Ziqing didn't dare to move.

"Get a good night's sleep."

Feng Yinuo bent down, stroked the center of her brows, and took off the hair crown for her.

"Sister..."

don't go.

These two words could not be uttered.

Because a soft kiss fell on her brow.

Feng Ziqing stared at her blankly, feeling that her consciousness was blurred, and she couldn't remember what she was going to say just now.

"Go to sleep."

It was rare for Feng Yinuo to soften his tone, and pinched the quilt for her again.

Feng Ziqing looked at her, subconsciously bent his lips into a smile, and obediently closed his eyes following her words.

Feng Yinuo watched her close her eyes, cast two cleansing spells on her to dissipate the smell of alcohol, then raised her fingertips to cast a barrier, took a final look at her, turned and left without hesitation.

The figure in the black skirt quickly dissipated in the Demon Realm.

When he woke up the next day, his head was still a little dizzy, Feng Ziqing held his forehead to relax for a while, and frowned slightly.It took a long while before I became sober, and subconsciously glanced to the side.

is empty.

Feng Ziqing was startled, and then stood up with the head of the bed. She put on a coat, and for some reason, hurriedly walked to the bedroom where Feng Yinuo lived next to her.

I feel a little uneasy.

She didn't know where this feeling came from.

Until she saw the empty bedroom.

The servants in the magic palace had been sent away by her long ago, and Feng Ziqing didn't like anyone else besides her and elder sister.

The veil beside the bed shook slightly, the windows were still open, and there were no decorations in the room, it was empty and cold.

Feng Ziqing stood for a while, her throat felt dry and tight, and her fingertips curled up slightly under her sleeves.

It was like being hit hard on the head by someone, and the eyes began to blur again, and my mind suddenly went blank, and I couldn't remember anything.

Feng Ziqing looked around blankly, his lips trembled slightly, and his hoarse voice called out in a low voice.

"...Sister?"

She walked over and opened the curtain, the bed was cold and empty.So Feng Ziqing ran out to the study, but there was no one there.

There is a big garden in front of the palace, where Feng Yinuo also stayed there.

Feng Ziqing went to find...

Still no one.

"Sister?"

Feng Ziqing searched all the places where Feng Yinuo had stayed, but there was nothing.

Her eyes finally turned red, and with trembling fingertips, she took out the talisman paper that Feng Yinuo had left for her.

Her elder sister told her that as long as she tore off the talisman paper, she would be able to see her.

The talisman paper was torn apart, and the light passed in a flash, and soon disappeared.

Nothing at all.

pat.

The woman lowered her head, pursed the corners of her lips, and tore another sheet with trembling fingertips.

Still nothing happened.

Feng Yinuo gave her ten cards, once used one, and now there are only nine left.

Feng Ziqing tore them one by one like crazy, with a terrifying expression on his face, but the water drops from the corners of his eyes fell drop by drop and hit the ground, making a small noise.

Only the last one left...

The whitened fingertips pinched tightly, and the talisman paper was gradually soaked by the falling water droplets, and the vermilion pen and ink on it dimmed a lot.In the end, the fingertips spread out, and the talisman paper fell down, but someone bent down to pick it up and put it away carefully.

"...Sister..."

"...Sister, I'm afraid..."

The new demon king returned to his dormitory, huddled in a corner, pinched the last sound transmission talisman Feng Yinuo left for her, bent his back and head, sobbed softly and called out to the talisman paper over and over again.

Maybe sister just went out to buy something.

Feng Ziqing curled up, her face was pale, the corners of her eyes were red, and she waited quietly for a long time.

The daylight in the Demon Realm has always been dim and short-lived.

The little light scattered by the window was annihilated little by little in the falling darkness, and nothing could be seen.

Feng Ziqing moved slightly, his expression was a little numb in the darkness.

Nothing.

Her sister did not come back.

She lowered her head, squeezed the talisman paper in her hand, and waited for a long time.

The long night dissipated, and a new round of daylight slowly climbed up.

still none.

She raised her eyes, her scarlet eyes stared at the light by the window for a while, and then her dark pupils brightened slightly.

This time, she got up, and quickly left the Demon Realm, and came to the border town where she used to live.

There was dust in the previous house, but there was still nothing.

The woman looked at it in silence, then turned around and went to the mortal world, to that house, to the original inn...

Walked everywhere, searched inch by inch.

Before I knew it, the sun set again.

The lights on the street were turned on, and many young ladies and gentlemen slowly appeared on the bridges on the road.

Feng Ziqing turned sideways, watching the laughing girls walking by with exquisite lanterns, and the sky not far away was blooming with gorgeous lanterns...

Street stalls are set up one by one, and the hawkers' greetings can be clearly heard.

Her fingertips were cold and stiff for a long time, she lowered her eyes, looking at her own shadow on the ground, her eyes became a little bit hollow.

Until late at night, its owner was welcomed in the empty magic palace.

Holding a bunch of candied haws in her hand, the woman walked slowly, her steps were not very steady, she smelled of alcohol, she walked into the bedroom little by little, and sat in front of the dressing table with a chair.

The mirror revealed a face with a silver mask, with only the lips and jaw exposed.

It was exactly the same.

The woman seemed a little satisfied, and smiled slightly at the mirror.

"Sister bought candied haws for you."

She whispered to the person in the mirror.

Then he took off the mask, smiled slightly, and took a bite with downcast eyes.

After chewing carefully, his expression gradually faded.

"sour……"

Sour and bitter.

The woman murmured, a little puzzled, and her pupils were slack.

Snapped.

The thing held by the fingertips fell powerlessly and hit the ground.

She lowered her eyes again, looked at the mask in her hand, and asked in a low voice with some anxiety.

"...Sister, why haven't you come back yet?"

"I am afraid……"

pat.

Small drops of water hit the mask.

The woman was at a loss for a moment, then stretched out her fingertips in a panic, and wiped it away bit by bit.

"I am afraid……"

She couldn't help whispering again.

Still no one answered her.

The black hair was loose, and the hair on the forehead was hanging down. The woman lowered her head, and her body gradually began to tremble violently.

pat pat pat.

Little by little something fell faster.

The mask was heavily wetted.

"……I'm wrong……"

"...Sister, I know I was wrong..."

Feng Ziqing pinched the edge of the table tightly, her fingertips turned white, her mouth smelled fishy, ​​and her nose was sore, which caused her eyes to turn red uncontrollably, and the front of her eyes was instantly blurred.

She trembled her fingertips to wipe off the water droplets on the mask, but she trembled so much that she couldn't see clearly, and she couldn't wipe it off no matter what.

"...Sister..."

"...I don't like you anymore..."

"...I don't like you anymore, come back..."

"...Sister..."

She pinched the talisman paper again, her voice was so hoarse that she could hardly make a sound, her lips trembled, and she finally squeezed out every single word.

Like a child who has done something wrong and is introspective and begging for forgiveness.

"I won't dare next time..."

The woman lay down on the table, and finally buried her head, sobbing uncontrollably.

I don't know how long I have been crying, the drunken person gradually lowered his voice, and lost consciousness in a daze.

The syrup on the ground has long since melted, and the talisman paper held by the fingertips has no strength to fall.

Only the silver mask in her arms was quietly held by her, not going anywhere.

There are sweet kisses in the dim dreams.

There are gorgeous fireworks and exquisite lanterns, laughter from the riverside and shadows walking under your feet...

There are sweet sugar people and candied haws, and there are warm embraces...

Some indulged in the fingertips she held, and some looked at her helplessly and tenderly...

The most beautiful things in the world are all inside.

At dawn, I woke up from the dream, and there was nothing.

If Feng Yinuo wanted to leave, he would naturally not procrastinate, nor would he leave anything behind.

She has always been ruthless, and this time is no different.

She walked very cleanly, cut off all talisman paper connections, found a remote place, laid many barriers for herself, and used the power of heaven to cover it up.

Everything is on schedule.

The only thing that is not perfect is the time she sleeps.

It was a little shorter, but after 20 years, I woke up once.

Feng Yinuo didn't care too much, she just wanted to go for a walk and come back to continue her deep sleep.

She went to a comprehension town far away, but heard a lot of news that stunned her.

It is said that the Demon Realm Monarch has gone crazy.

Violent, bloodthirsty, moody.

Over the past few years, countless monks, demons, and even demons have died at her hands.

Feng Yi Norton stepped down, listening to their conversation, even thought they were talking about another person.

"The monarch of the Demon Realm, who is it now?"

Everyone raised their eyes when they heard the sound, and only saw a woman wearing a silver mask. They couldn't see through her cultivation, so they turned back to her cautiously and respectfully.

"It is the former Immortal Huanyu, Feng Ziqing."

"Your Excellency, don't provoke her, that's a madman."

Someone on the side kindly reminded.

Feng Yinuo frowned in puzzlement, rarely at a loss.

"...is she crazy?"

"She's crazy."

Feng Ziqing had gone crazy a long time ago, this is a fact recognized by the three clans.

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By the way, I'm going to test subject three tomorrow.Hey, if you pass the exam, you will change it, if you fail the exam... then let's abuse it again

感谢在2021-01-3122:05:16~2021-02-0200:18:50期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 437379793; Qinglin Yanghai 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：翎笙20瓶；珉生10瓶；43737979、保持童真拥抱快乐、夜寂8瓶；黑白灰3瓶；

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