Demon Emperor's Young Demon Queen

Song Yexi couldn't dodge a stabbing sword, the sword pierced straight into his chest, and then, the man flew up and kicked Song Yexi, Song Yexi leaned back and fell towards the cliff.

Song Yexi wanted to grab something, but the cliff was so steep that there was nothing to grab. He lost his strength and fell down. The wind was blowing in his ears, and he couldn't hear anything except the whistling of the wind.

Song Yexi suddenly regained consciousness. He didn't expect that he would survive after being assassinated by Luo Ya. Because his body was in pain, he firmly believed that he was still alive.

His memory is still chaotic, the episode before falling off the cliff always reappears in his mind repeatedly, and scattered memories are mixed in a mess.

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"Master punished me for copying the Three-Character Classic today. Sooner or later, I will be better than him. I must make him copy the Three-Character Classic!"

"Master thought my cooking was unpalatable today, and told me not to cook it in the future. In fact, his cooking is also unpalatable. Fortunately, as a demon, you don't have to eat, otherwise it will definitely be difficult."

"Master, he is angry today, because he said that I did something wrong, but I am clearly right, why should I admit my mistake?"

"Master got a letter, a letter from Xuanmen, Sect Master Gui Yan asked Master to go back to take over as the elder, will Sect Master Gui Yan not let Master come back? But I don't want to leave Master."

"Little Yezi, why are you blowing the wind here?"

"Master!"

"Did you speak ill of my teacher again while he was away?"

"I didn't!"

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"Are you afraid of Master?"

"It's my fault, it won't happen again in the future."

"Master, why?"

"Because I'm just a mortal too."

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Before he fell off the cliff, he went to find his master. If the master just went back to the Xuanmen, would he be very anxious if the master couldn't find him when he returned to Lingyuan Pavilion.

Master, master, don't want me.

Master, Master... where are you.

Memories flooded up slowly for a while, messy and messy, but these memories were cherished by him, and he didn't want to discard them at all, even if the memories were a little messy, it didn't matter, anyway, he had plenty of time to sort them out slowly.

But along with the memory comes the mood, and the mood that goes with the memory also surges up, which is extremely profound and even more indescribably complicated. Song Yexi seems to have gone through her short 16 years again.

16 years is very short, he only lived in the Lingyuan Pavilion, and only accompanied by his master, but this is enough, the master has given him a lot.

He is not watching the lights on horseback, those memories and emotions are real in his heart, but even so, he can't even cry.

Song Yexi felt cold under her body, her wrists hurt, and her fingertips felt icy cold. Her internal organs were as cold as ice. Where was she? Although her consciousness had recovered, her body It still doesn't listen, and I can't even move my fingers.

Of course, he doesn't know how long he slept, but this must not be Lingyuan Pavilion. Song Yexi has lived in Lingyuan Pavilion for 16 years, and 16 years is enough for him to remember everything there. Even with his eyes closed, he can definitely recognize Lingyuan Pavilion .

And here there is a faint floral fragrance and the occasional medicinal smell, which is very soothing.

There was a dull sound, as if someone had come in, and he could vaguely hear the sound of footsteps coming from far and near. The place was sealed and must be very empty, because he could hear the faint echo of footsteps, and he couldn't hear any other sounds.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, so close that the person seemed to have walked beside him, the footsteps finally stopped in his ears and disappeared.

The man pinched his wrist, Song Yexi wanted to avoid it, but his body just didn't obey, and he couldn't move even with all his strength. The man pinched his meridians, as if to detect his injury, and then pulled him hands down.

Song Yexi felt the warmth of human beings again, and within a moment, he was about to touch the biting cold again.

This person is not the master, who is he, good or bad.

When Song Yexi's arm was lifted up again, it felt like a sharp blade cut across the skin, and her arm hurt so much.

There is only the sound of dripping blood, one drop after another, the speed of the blood is accelerating, this person is catching his blood.

Song Yexi felt that although he was there, his body just didn't listen. He had the heart to resist, but he had no power to resist, so he could only let others slaughter him.

The blood in the body is constantly draining, and the cold air is constantly pouring into the body under the body. Could it be that there is a thousand-year-old ice under the body that can keep the corpse from rotting?

But this person obviously took his pulse, and he didn't die at all. He Lai's body said, it seems that this person wanted to take his blood.

It turns out that the pain on the wrist should be the result of this person taking blood many times. As for the use of thousands of years of ice, he is afraid that the blood will rot if he dies. This person is looking at his blood rather than saving his life. .

After taking the blood, Song Yexi, who was already weak, felt even more tired, and his remaining consciousness began to weaken, but he held on with willpower and felt that this person was helping him to bandage him, and he heard this person rustling here for a while. I don't know what this guy is doing.

The man worked there for a long time before he circled around the house and finally came to him. Song Yexi was helped up by this man.

Song Yexi was half lying in the man's arms, her icy cold body finally broke away from the ice under her for a short time, Song Yexi only felt the warm water flow into her mouth, the bitterness was unbearable, and the man even fed him a lot .

In the end, he still had to lie back on the cold ice under his body. Song Yexi was suppressed by the bloodletting body and the cold air of the millennium ice many times. He didn't know how many times he would have to do the bloodletting. He really didn't know when he would really wake up. come over.

I only heard that person sighed not far away. Although the voice was soft, it was still possible to vaguely tell that this person should be a man. Besides, this person was the only one who could easily hold Song Yexi into his arms, and Song Yexi was even more sure. .

Because of Song Yexi's health since he was a child, he often had to take some medicine. Although he was not proficient in herbs, he knew a little bit about it. The medicine Tang Qi gave him just now was mainly for nourishing blood and boosting qi. It seems that that person is really Only when his blood is needed will he be hanged with medicinal soup.

But Song Yexi was a little bit powerless, he was so tired and wanted to sleep, he was afraid that if he slept again, he wouldn't be able to wake up.

He didn't want to die yet, he didn't want to die like a poor thing waiting to die, he would rather die in Lingyuan Pavilion, or even in Xuanmen, he didn't want to die in a strange place without a master.

He hasn't had time to talk to Master...

As the sound of footsteps gradually faded away, Song Yexi's consciousness gradually lost.

He missed the faint scent of Master's body, the picturesque eyes and eyebrows when Master smiled, and the warmth that surrounded his whole body when Master hugged him.

Song Yexi finally fell into the next coma...