The protagonist's "white moonlight" ran with me [Quick Transmigration]

In the ruined Demon King's Palace, five brightly dressed men stood, sat or lay on the ground guarding the side of the magic vortex covered by a barrier, their ears listening to the movement of the bamboo house not far away from time to time, but they listened to everything. no.

"It's really hard to imagine the Lord's emotional appearance." Lying on the soft bed in the red robe, he rolled his eyes and looked sideways at the man in the blue robe sitting cross-legged: "The blue robe, the Lord and his wife are trapped in this demon realm. For nearly a month, you will not use your water mirror to monitor the Lord for this month, will you?"

The green clothes, yellow clothes and gold clothes all looked at the blue clothes.

Lan Yi slowly opened his eyes, his warm eyes swept over the other three who were listening, and with a flick of his sleeves, he saw a mirror of water floating in front of everyone.

The other three held back for a moment, and before they could move, Hong Yi couldn't wait to poke his head out to look.

Seeing that the image reflected in the water mirror was the closed door of the small building not far from them, he let out a disappointed 'tss'.

And inside the closed door, Jia Yuan took out a Xiao, held the Chang Xiao with his slender hands, and said: "Play a song with my husband, and I hope my husband will listen to me."

After speaking, he put the blowhole on his lips, exhaled a little, and the faint sound poured out, passing through the small building.

Its voice is humming, like resentment or admiration, like weeping like complaining, and the lingering sound is lingering, endless. (1)

It turned into billowing raging waves again, accompanied by strong winds and showers, surging into waves in the advancing sea layer by layer, sweeping towards like a huge thunder engulfing thousands of troops, and was about to rush upward——

Xiao Sheng stopped abruptly.

On the green bamboo table in the house, the stove is boiling green tea, and the tea fragrance is permeated with the smoke, making the whole room full of fragrance.

During the ups and downs of breathing, the fragrance of tea permeates the heart and lungs.

Jia Yuan put Xiao down and asked: "Compared to Shui Xuan's equestrian skills, how is my Xiao Yi?"

Qiu Yun, leaning on the quilt of the chair, closed his eyes slightly, with an expression of enjoyment. He smelled the other party's question, let go of his fingers, raised his hand to touch the cup on the edge of the table, and stroked the edge of the cup with his fingertips. A lazy light 'um' overflowed.

Jia Yuan was not satisfied with this answer.

He got up and picked up the cup, rinsed his mouth with a cup, filled his throat with tea, opened his clothes and sat on Qiu Yun's lap, holding the young man with red eyes in his arms, feeling a strange sense of satisfaction in his heart, and pressed his forehead Going up, touching each other's lips, he asked hoarsely, "Ma and Xiao, which one do you prefer?"

Qiu Yun opened his eyelids and looked down at him, but he saw that his clothes had been unraveled at some point, and he was only held together by a loose belt.

The open front of the clothes revealed the delicate collarbone and half of the strong chest, the spring breeze leaked out, but the man seemed to be unaware of it, or did it on purpose.He breathed hard for a moment, then closed his eyes and said, "Shuixuan is you, and Jiayuan is also you, why can't you both be happy?"

"Greedy." Jiayuan pinched his nose helplessly, adjusted his sitting posture, frowned, and said patiently: "Strictly speaking, the real Shuixuan is someone else."

"Huh?" Qiu Yun opened his eyes suddenly.

"The previous lord of Shuicheng called Shuixuan. The Shuixuan I turned into was based on his character and appearance, so as soon as I arrived at Zhongdu Palace..." Jia Yuan paused when he said this, his tightly knit brows were slow Slow stretch: "I will arrange for you to meet me in Tangchi."

The arrangement at that time was partly based on Qiuqiu saying that he was ugly and made him worry about him, and partly because of something in his heart that he didn't understand at the time.

So when Qiuqiu praised Jiayuan, he couldn't help feeling sore in his identity as Shuixuan—he felt that this child was so superficial that he had no conscience, and he couldn't get a thank you for escorting him all the way. praise.

After she understood her mind, the identity of Shuixuan was bound to Qiuqiu.

So he always let Qiuqiu see his soul through the skin.

The reason is that I hope that what Qiuqiu likes is his spirit, not skins like Shuixuan or Jiayuan-but Qiuqiu is just a face-seeking kid.

Jia Yuan took a breath and exerted a little force.

After hearing a muffled groan, Fang leaned over and grasped the opponent's lips in satisfaction, pried open his lips and tongue, and touched lightly on the tip of the opponent's tongue. The opponent began to counterattack like a wolf cub awakened by him.

In the bamboo forest hut, the figures are in pairs.

A beautiful room, full of spring breeze.

The red-clothed head rested on her head and looked up at the dark sky where not a single star was visible, and murmured: "My lord said that Madam has cultivated a demon, what do you think about this?"

Huang Yi said: "I don't think so."

"Whoever pleases the Lord, I will respect." Lan Yi said.

Lu Yi frowned: "But cultivating demons is not the right way after all, why didn't the master stop it?"

"I'm afraid you forgot." Jin Yi, who was sitting on the side drinking by himself, sneered, "When we arrive in this demon realm, we will be doomed to die here."

"Let's think about how to explain it to the Lord." Huang Yi crossed his arms and leaned against the barrier, "I waited for reckless jumping out of this demon realm, but the Lord didn't punish me because Madam came in time."

"Just push this matter to Lan Yi." Jin Yi took a sip of his wine, squinted at Lan Yi, whose smile remained unchanged: "If he hadn't asked Bai Yi to summon us, saying that the Lord was in danger, I would I won’t be in a hurry to jump down.”

Hearing this, Hong Yi sat up in a huff, squinted his eyes and looked at Jin Yi steadily for a while, and suddenly laughed loudly: "I know that you old bastard is full of bad water."

Jin Yi glanced at him and snorted, taking this sentence as a compliment.

After an unknown amount of time, Lan Yi stood up, with one hand behind his back, walked into the enchantment crowded with little demons, and hung down. The right hand by his side condensed a stream of water spirit, and with a wave of his sleeve, the little demon who opened his teeth and claws disappeared. made a sound.

He came out of the barrier, and said softly: "This devil vortex is not bad. If it can be kept open, maybe all the devils in the devil realm will be strangled by us that day."

"You said this devil vortex..." Hong Yi smiled and said, "Why hasn't the devil closed it yet?"

"Because the devil king is dead." The sudden sound made the five people stand up quickly and greet them, and they saw the two of them in the same style of robes, with unprecedented satisfaction in their eyebrows and eyes.

When you get closer, you can clearly see the red mark on the lady's neck.

The five secretly glanced at each other, and then Lan Yi stepped forward: "What do you mean Ma'am?"

"It was refined by me." Qiu Yun told the story again, and finally said: "Mo Yan has 85 great lords, 280 seven demon lords, this time he summoned 51 great lords, 190 two demon lords , countless magic commanders and magic armies."

"Refining?"

"The devil is so weak?"

The five people looked shocked, and they all stared at Qiu Yun in disbelief.

Jiayuan next to him was displeased and blocked the eyes of the five people: "Qiuqiu wants to rule the demon clan, so the construction of the demon king's palace is up to you."

The great lords and demon kings summoned by Mo Yan's design Jiayuan are all disloyal to him or neutral, and the rest are loyal to the demon king.

After discussing with Jia Yuan, Qiu Yun and Jia Yuan decided to divide all the powerful lords and demon kings, and the remaining ones were not enough to be relied on, they were not tamed, and the current demon race was already in a weak state.

If it wasn't for taking care of innocent people who couldn't cultivate spiritually, it wouldn't be a big deal to let them out.

That's why he wants to rule and restrain the demons.

Jia Yuan was also curious about why he took this path.

"Because I am a human race." Qiu Yun said: "Even if I cultivate the demons, my heart is also for the human races. And the seal will last for a long time, even if you offer sacrifices, how long can you last? Besides, thousands of years have passed, can you remember the demons?" There are very few ravagers, and at that time the human race will give up part of the resources to the demon race, just like the demon race hidden in the mountains, and then draw the boundaries, it will not matter whether the five elements are broken or not."

Qiu Yun did this for Jia Yuan.

After all, he cultivates the way of immortality and has a natural repulsion to demons—if he had just passed through the small world, it would be a fantasy to tell him to cultivate demons.

But now, looking at Jia Yuan's tall back, his brows and eyes frowned, and he was willing to break through the bottom line and make a compromise for the man in front of him.

"Living in the abyss is a symbol of the identity of the devil king." Jia Yuan discussed with several people about rebuilding the devil palace.

Qiu Yun made suggestions from time to time.

For cultivators, building a palace is easy.

The difficulty is that there are no materials, and it is impossible for several people to put so many materials for building the palace in the storage space.

The resources in the Demon Realm Abyss are really scarce, and even trees are extremely scarce.

The Demon King's Palace can have such a large scale, thanks to the plundering of the mainland before it was sealed.

The few people couldn't find any materials, so they sent their ideas to the homes of the exterminated great lords and demon kings—then, they split up, and Qiu Yun and Jia Yuan also started to look for other great lords and demon kings.

Before leaving, he went to see Qin Ye and the others alone.

Except for Tianming, who was still vigilant and hesitant to speak, the other three were in good spirits, especially Qin Ye, who had tasted the sweetness of the sudden increase in cultivation, and followed him directly when he said he was going to leave.

"Then let's go." Qiu Yun took Qin Ye and joined Jia Yuan.

Qin Ye is not a curious girl, but when she saw Qiuyun being held by a strange man, she couldn't help but gasped, and reminded in a low voice: "My lord, where is Lord Water?"

She didn't know Jia Yuan, she just thought it was another person who fell into the demon realm like them.

"Lord Water..."

Qiu Yun drew a long tail, squinted at the man beside him who didn't change his face, and said with a smile: "I also want to ask, Jiayuan Lingshen, when will you return my love brother to me?"

After the words fell, the hands that were clasped were suddenly squeezed tightly.

The man who had a calm face just now tightened his jaw, snorted coldly, and stretched out his hand to embrace him: "You are now my Jia Yuan's wife, Lord Water...you forget him as soon as possible."

Qiu Yun smiled.

However, Qin Ye, who didn't understand the relationship between the two, stared wide-eyed.

She didn't know whether she should be shocked that this handsome man is the legendary Jia Yuan Lingshen, or should be shocked by Mr. Yun's unkind behavior.

Although the water lord looks a bit ordinary.

However, she treated the young master well, which she had never seen in her life.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say it's not good for you, son.

From the corner of the eye, he might as well catch a glimpse of the possessive arm lying on the young master's waist, and suddenly realize in his heart—it turned out that Jiayuan Lingshen snatched the young master from the master of water by relying on his high cultivation.

How is this behavior different from a bully?

For the first time, Qin Ye felt disdain for the Supreme Being of the Human Race.

"Little girl, don't think about what you shouldn't."

The sudden warning frightened her to quickly suppress her leaking emotions, and glanced at the young master sympathetically and helplessly.

"She regards me as a villain who robs and plunders."

The three of them had just raided a great lord's old lair, Qiu Yun suggested to take a rest here, and then threw the collected demon soul to Qin Ye to practice, and was pulled into the room by Jia Yuan to play with fairy men and plant flowers.

After the flowers bloomed, Jia Yuan, who was panting on his body, clasped his fingers tightly, and said this in a hoarse voice.

The author has something to say: (1) Quoted from Chibi Fu.

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