Demon Emperor's Young Demon Queen

It was only after Mu Yue said it was an evil spirit that Song Yexi thought it was an evil spirit, but he didn't know what kind of evil spirit this bone branch was transformed into.

The bones were completely burned, and the white bones were all turned into black ashes. Song Yexi always felt that something was wrong and wanted to go up to check.

Suddenly, thousands of bone branches were suddenly pulled out from the pile of ashes, the bone tips were sharp, and all the bone branches came towards the same direction.

This was also beyond Mu Jingyan's expectation. He grabbed Song Yexi and stepped back, but he retreated too slowly, the bone branch wrapped around Song Yexi's arm, stuck to his arm, and turned into a bracelet tightly clasped Hold your wrist.

Song Yexi looked terrified, and wanted to take it down by force, but it seemed to be connected to the flesh, and she couldn't move it no matter what.

"Forget it, it is destined to be with you, if you take it off by force, you will hurt yourself."

"I don't want to, and no one can force it." Song Yexi frowned, looked at it for a while, it's not that it can't be taken off, it's just that the skin needs to be broken.

Seeing that Song Yexi wanted to tear it off forcefully, Mu Jingyan quickly stopped him: "It won't hurt you."

Song Yexi raised his arm and placed it in front of Mu Jingyan: "Take it down."

Mu Jingyan raised his eyebrows slightly, he was discovered, his fingertips touched the bone branch on Song Yexi's wrist, and the bone branch became thinner, turning into a finger-like shape and wearing it on his hand.

It's just that before he took his hand away, the bone branch was attached to Song Yexi's wrist, and it wouldn't come down no matter how he moved it.

"Its evil thoughts have been eliminated, it recognizes you as the master, let it follow you."

Song Yexi looked at the bright bone branches on his wrist and frowned, looked disgusted, shook his hands and said: "If you want to follow, follow, it's best not to hinder me."

Song Yexi put on the mask again before entering Luanchuan. Although his appearance has recovered a lot, he returned to Luanchuan, the Song family of Luanchuan, so how could he make a big fuss.

The night was late, and it was already dark when they arrived in Luanchuan. The two decided to rest in the inn in Luanchuan for a night before making any plans. There is also a Heranju in Luanchuan, which also belongs to the He family. Compared with other places, Song Yexi could still trust this place.

As soon as he stepped into Heranju, he saw a fat figure rushing towards him. Now that Song Yexi's arm was injured, his movements were a little awkward. He thought that if he couldn't hide this time, he would be crushed into a cake.

At the critical moment, the man behind him pulled him back and put his hand against the rushing man.

Seeing that Mu Jingyan put one hand on He Dong's fat face and refused to let him approach him, he felt very wronged, and called out several times to his little master.

Song Yexi breathed a sigh of relief, if He Dong's body fat fell on him, it would be enough for him, the freshly bandaged wound would have to be torn open again.

Song Yexi didn't believe Mrs. He would let He Dong out: "How did you come here?"

"Shanren has his own tricks, little master, don't care how I got out, anyway, I'm here." He Dong looked proud and knew that he had successfully escaped Mrs. He's eyes, and He Dong led them. Going in, he said: "I knew that the little master would come with the uncle, so I made a special trip here to wait."

"Oh, how did you know that your little master would come with me?" Mu Jingyan glanced at Song Yexi, who took a sip from his teacup, his eyelids drooped, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

He Dong patted his chest and said triumphantly: "My little master, I must know, little master misses you."

Cough cough, I don't know if it was really choking or a fake dry cough, Song Yexi put down the teacup and glared at He Dong, but that unlucky apprentice basically circled around Mu Yue when he saw Mu Yue, I really don't know whose apprentice it is.

With a smile in Mu Jingyan's eyes, he asked back: "Really? Why can't I see it?"

He Dong moved closer to Mu Jingyan and said in a low voice, "Master, let me tell you, little master is thin-skinned, so I'm embarrassed to say it."

Whose apprentice is this!If you don't stop him, this kid doesn't know what to say about him, Song Yexi said anxiously: "He Dong! Where is the room you prepared?"

"It's on the far side of the upper floor. Knowing that little master is quiet, I specially reserved the upper room for you."

Mu Jingyan asked: "Then what about me?"

"Master, you are next door to Little Master."

Mu Jingyan nodded, very satisfied. Seeing this, He Dong immediately became a flower, but from Song Yexi's standpoint, he felt that He Dong just stuck a tail behind his buttocks and shook it.

He Dong just remembered his little master, and ran behind Song Yexi wagging his tail again: "Little master will set off fireworks tonight, let's watch together."

Song Yexi, who was going upstairs, stopped. He didn't turn around, but continued to go upstairs and asked, "Why the fireworks?"

"I don't know, it's the order of the future emperor and empress of the Song family, and I don't know what the celebration is about, maybe it's the celebration of the sword forest meeting, so you want to go, little master?"

"No." Song Yexi refused straight away, went straight into the door, and closed the door with a click.

Seeing that the little master's side couldn't work out, He Dong, who was rejected, came up with Mu Jingyan's idea, and immediately regained his energy after thinking about it, and followed Mu Jingyan again.

"Then, do you want to go, Master? It's very beautiful."

Mu Jingyan glanced at the closed door next door, shook his head and said, "I'm tired, I won't go."

He Dong didn't agree to one or two, so He Dong went back disgruntled, probably planning to drag his little boy out.

The moonlight was shining, the night was cool, and the wind outside the window blew in, flipping the paper on the table.

The night breeze blew his soft hair, and he raised his head. At this moment, his expression was extremely serious. He had really been waiting here all night seriously.

Suddenly, fireworks started, and the brilliant fireworks dyed the night extraordinarily gorgeous.

Song Yexi sat by the window and leaned on the window frame. He took off the mask, the color of the night sky was reflected in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

He stretched out his hand and looked at the fireworks flashing between his fingers. Even though his hands were empty, the fireworks were still very gorgeous, but it was too inappropriate on this day.

A dead person is a dead person, and the fireworks should be for the living to see, and Song Yexi, the patriarch of the Song clan, had already died under the punishment of evisceration.

Song Yexi's face suddenly sank, his eyelids drooped, his hands clenched tightly, and his joints turned white.

He abused his private power before he became an empress. That person is really naive. I don't know how those old men of the Song clan agreed to such nonsense. Is it because of the title of future empress?

That frail person would secretly visit him when he was punished for confinement, plead for him when he was forced to kill by Elder Feng, and take care of him all night long when he was sick.

Wen Ruo is not cowardly. Song Yexi smiled when he closed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up. Song Nuo was the one who gave him warmth. Even though the warmth was insignificant, he knew that it was all Song Nuo had.

I wanted to tell Song Nuo that I never blamed him, never blamed him for being a half-demon, never blamed him for being a useless person, never blamed him for being unable to protect him.

But he can't say.

Song Yexi closed her eyes, that's all, as long as that person is doing well.