The little follower of the Great Demon Lord [Traveling]

When the sky was bright, Ya'er woke up outside the main hall of Dongshan with a dazed expression, "Why am I sleeping here?"

What happened last night?

Ya'er, who had no memory at all, touched the inexplicably wearing turban on her forehead, her eyes became dizzy, her limbs stiffened and she said: "I seemed to have a dream last night."

Through the surgical mirror, Huafeng twisted the thin thread between her fingers, and said between her lips: "Yes, you are just dreaming."

Now that Ji Li has already started to take precautions, Huafeng will not be so stupid as to make a move by herself, this Ya'er is actually a good pawn.

When the Dongshan Great Hall was already full of sunlight, Changying rubbed her eyes sleepily, and turned her head to look at Master Li.

Only then did I realize that Master Li's side was covered with frost, and the ground and beams of the main hall were covered with icicles.

The cyan centipede walking on the side of the adult's face is very obvious, and the slender eyelashes are covered with white frost.

"Master Li?"

Chang Ying slowly stood up, carefully wiped off the frost on Mr. Li's clothes, stretched out his arms and gently hugged Mr. Li who was covered in ice and snow.

When Ji Li opened his eyes, the frost in the main hall gradually began to melt, but the cold mist in his nostrils did not subside.

The girl hugged herself behind herself, resting her head on her shoulders, her eyes were full of worry, "Master Li, are you alright?"

"It's okay." Ji Li frowned slightly and stretched out his stiff palm, the cyan centipede hovered in his palm, and quietly crawled into his sleeve.

It seems that after cultivating the secret arts of the devil world to a certain level, the symptoms of extreme cold will obviously be more severe in winter.

On New Year's Eve, Ji Li announced in public that she would practice in seclusion. At the same time, she promoted the great protector to Elder Zuo, and the affairs of the demon world were temporarily handled by the two elders.

Changying accompanied Ji Li to practice in the main hall from spring to midsummer.

Changying could leave the main hall only when Dongshan became extremely hot and Mr. Li's episodes of extreme cold decreased.

After all, plants and trees need sunlight, and Changying can't stay in the house for too long.

In the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly in the courtyard, and Changying sat comfortably on the swing and felt a little drowsy.

"Ya'er, you don't need to stay with me." Changying looked at Ya'er, who was standing by, wearing a brown turban on her forehead, and was still a little curious.

"It's Ya'er's duty to serve Miss Changying, and Ya'er should do her duty."

Chang Ying vaguely sensed the faint black mist around Ya'er, looked at the scarf on her forehead and asked, "I haven't seen you wearing a scarf before."

"It was just a whim."

Ya'er's eyes flickered slightly to avoid her gaze.

"That's it." Changying tapped her toes on the ground and shook the swing, "It's a beautiful scarf."

"Miss Changying praised you."

Ya'er responded with a smile.

When the girl turned around and looked down at the book in her hand, Ya'er's eyes flashed scarlet, and she approached quietly.

Just as Ya'er approached the girl with the soul-eating needle in her hand, a force gathered around the girl suddenly forced Ya'er to take a few steps back, and then Ya'er's eyes returned to normal.

Changying didn't notice anything unusual, but because the sunlight was too glaring, she was a little dazzled while reading, so she reached out and rubbed her eyes, got up from the swing, turned to Ya'er and said, "I'd better go back to the main hall to sleep for a while. "

"Yes."

When the girl entered the main hall, Huafeng used the magic mirror in the room to see the enchantment outside the main hall through Ya'er.

What gathered around the girl just now was definitely not an ordinary sorcery, but more like a magic from the fairy world.

Huafeng drew spells on her fingertips, and the magic mirror in front of her eyes dissipated immediately, she couldn't help but asked in confusion: "It's really strange, how can a demon have magic spells?"

Could it be that Ji Li kept the girl because of her huge spiritual power?

It seems that if you want to deal with the girl, I am afraid that the usual means will not work.

After all, ever since Ji Li appointed the Great Protector as Elder Zuo, the demon world has been calm on the surface, but in reality Huafeng has been restricted everywhere.

When Changying entered the main hall, she saw that the black mist around Mr. Li on the high seat was getting thicker and thicker, and the whole hall was a bit gloomy.

Most of the daylight from the bamboo couch in the corridor was swallowed up, Changying climbed onto the bamboo couch to lay a bedding, and lay down a little sleepy.

The free-moving black shadow would always approach suddenly. Chang Ying lay on her side and looked at the black shadow beside the bamboo couch, curiously reaching out to touch it.

But the black shadow hid faster than anyone else, so Changying had no choice but to withdraw her hand and said in confusion: "It's so strange."

Probably because she was too comfortable in the sun, Changying fell asleep unconsciously.

When Ji Li opened his eyes at dusk, the hall was already dark.

The girl on the bamboo couch was fast asleep, and she didn't even notice that the phantom was very close to her.

[The spiritual power of the flame orb on her body is getting stronger and stronger. If you eat her flesh and blood, your cultivation will definitely increase. 】

Ji Li looked at Phantom coldly, and walked towards the bamboo couch.

The girl's body was covered with a thin blanket, and there were a few red marks on the side of her face. A few strands of jet-black hair fell on the nape of her neck. The wrinkled skirt unfolded like a lotus leaf, but it couldn't cover her white jade bare feet.

Probably because of the heat, a little sweat appeared on the girl's white and tender nose, and Ji Li stretched out his fingertips to wipe it.

In her sleep, Chang Ying always felt that her nose was a little itchy, and she reached out to scratch in a daze, but she held a cold object.

Chang Ying, who was greedy for coolness, rubbed her cheeks, and couldn't help thinking, it's so cool.

But it was suddenly difficult to breathe, Changying frowned slightly and opened her eyes, and saw Master Li's face.

"Hmm..." When Ji Li heard the girl's murmur, he moved away a little.

The girl's eyes were filled with water mist, and she looked at it as if she hadn't woken up: "Master Li?"

Ji Li sat up for a while and replied pretending to be serious: "If you don't wake up, it will be dark."

Changying turned her head to look at the sunset outside the hall, which was about to set into the mountain peak, and then sat up from the bamboo couch.

Because of just waking up, Zhang Ying was still a little tired, and yawned again and again, she approached Master Li and asked, "Master Li, why don't you practice anymore?"

"I won't be in a hurry to practice for a while." Ji Li pressed his fingertips against the girl's forehead, and looked at the red marks on her cheeks.

"Master Li, do you want to drink blood?" Changying knew that the blood of the Fu Lingcao demon could help improve one's cultivation.

"No."

Ji Li withdrew his hand.

[Obviously you really want to drink, don't you? 】 Phantom looked at Ji Li mockingly.

Ji Li knew that Phantom was more eager to drink the blood of the Fulingcao demon than herself.

"Why?" Every time Changying looked at the blue centipede hovering around Sir Li's neck, she was always worried that the centipede would crawl out of Master Li's flesh and blood.

"There is no reason." Ji Li touched the girl's forehead and said solemnly, "If I say no, I don't want it. Don't ask why in the future."

Ever since she knew that the secret arts of the devil world would trigger demons, Ji Li had consulted many ancient books, and naturally knew that demons were extremely bloodthirsty.

"Okay." Changying rubbed her red forehead, still not understanding why Master Li suddenly became fierce again.

From midsummer to autumn, Ji Li selected many big demons with cultivation bases in the Demon Realm to extract inner alchemy to increase their cultivation bases.

Regarding the movement between the seven guardians and the left and right elders, Ji Li mostly ignored it, and even condoned the Zuo elder's oppression of Huafeng's faction.

When Huafeng entered the hall in the morning, she clearly felt that the black mist around Ji Li was expanding.

"For the demon soldier competition at the end of the year, each protector should draw up a list of the number of demon soldiers earlier. If you fall to the last place for two consecutive years, what do you think should be done?" Ji Li stretched out his hand to play with the crimson spar on his right arm , said casually.

"My subordinates think that the post of Dharma protector should be eliminated." Huafeng was the first to speak out.

As soon as this remark came out, all the Dharma protectors shouted, but they didn't dare to refute it.

Now being able to serve as a Dharma protector in the Demon Realm is all due to the dedication and blood shed by following Ji Li back then.

No one wants to leave such a position just like that.

But among the guardians, only Yi Feng, the patriarch of the Fu Lingcao demon, was promoted by virtue of the Demon Lord's preference.

Huafeng knew that Yi Feng had no strength, if Ji Li didn't take sides, sooner or later he would be pulled down from the post of Dharma protector.

Ji Li raised his eyebrows and looked at Hua Feng and said in a deep voice, "Okay."

In the early autumn, Dongshan started a lively military training competition. Ji Li chose a precipitous mountain forest in the Demon Realm, and looked at the demon soldiers fighting on the field with interest.

The little fur ball crawling out of the sleeve pocket poked its head and looked around quietly.

Ji Li reached out and grabbed the little hairball and said displeasedly, "What are you afraid of?"

Changying had no place to hide, so he could only hide in Li adults and replied: "They have shed a lot of blood."

"Although it's practice, it's a life-and-death struggle after all. You can increase your courage by looking more." Ji Li combed the fluff of the little hair ball with his fingertips, probably because of the flame beads. The little hair ball in the palm made Ji Li warm. I can't put it down.

The entire pinched Changying turned around in Ji Li's palm, but after half a day, the whole person was dizzy.

In the evening, during the bonfire banquet, Changying turned into a human and stood by Mr. Li's side.

Although it was a bonfire banquet, the demons ate raw meat. Ji Li held a knife in his fingertips and cut the meat from the deer's legs. He turned his head to look at the girl who was very hungry but did not dare to make a sound.

"This meat is delicious, do you really want to eat it?" Ji Li teased.

The girl shook her head like a rattle drum and responded, "Don't eat."

Before the words were finished, the girl grumbled in her stomach, and covered her stomach with her hands with reddish cheeks.

Ji Li couldn't help but look at the shy girl, thinking that sooner or later she should be familiarized with the customs of the Demon World.

"Master Li, are there no berries here?" Changying really didn't dare to eat bloody raw meat.

"We're going to stay for a month. If you don't eat, I'm afraid you'll be hungry all the time."

In the end, the girl didn't dare to eat venison, Ji Li looked at the useless girl and really didn't know what to say.

Huafeng watched Ji Li and the girl chatting and laughing intimately in front of the bonfire from a distance, feeling even more complicated in her heart.

At this moment, Yi Feng, the patriarch of the Fu Lingcao demon, approached without knowing it, and said, "Elder Hua, for the next competition, can I ask you to show your respect."

"This competition should not be underestimated. Protector Yi should ask for more blessings." Now Huafeng and the Fu Lingcao Yao clan are particularly disliked, not to mention that they came here to target Yi Feng.

As long as Yi Feng is pulled down from the guardian, the Fu Lingcao Monster Clan will not be a climate at all, and they will not be at the mercy of others.

Yi Feng originally thought that the two elders in this competition would spare the Fulingcao Yao clan for the sake of the Demon Lord.

But I didn't expect that he was promoted from the Great Protector to the Zuo Elder, and he was so arrogant that he asked for a lot of money.

And this Elder Hua was even more merciless, Yi Feng went back to another bonfire angrily.

I thought how could the Yaozu compete with the Mozu?

If the Fuling Grass Demon had been fleeing and wandering, maybe Yi Feng could give up his job as a Dharma protector.

But now, Yi Feng, who has experienced prosperity and wealth, doesn't care about the safety of the Fu Lingcao Yao clan. He is full of plans on how to keep his position as a guardian.

Ya'er, who was accompanying her, watched the Fulingcao Yao clan defeated all the way, and lost in several competitions, feeling somewhat anxious in her heart.

At night, Yi Feng secretly met with Ya'er: "I'm afraid it won't work if this continues. If you really can't do it, you can blow the wind on Miss Changying, maybe when she cries, Master Mozun will break the rules and let us go."

"Patriarch, I'm afraid this won't work." Ya'er looked at Yi Feng, thinking that this military training is not a trivial matter, if Lord Mozun angered the girl because of this, wouldn't it harm her.

"Ya'er, what do you mean?" Yi Feng lost his worry on his face, but instead became more angry, "The whole Fu Ling grass monster is relying on you, you can't just forget about our relatives and compatriots just because you eat and drink. "

"Patriarch, that's not what I meant." Ya'er only felt that the position of Dharma protector was too ostentatious, and Yi Feng's ability was simply not up to the task. "It's just that we don't have many Fuling Grass Monsters. In fact, it's enough to be the city lord."

Before he finished speaking, Yi Feng slapped Ya'er hard, "Stupid thing, I am the protector of dozens of cities now, and you are just a demon servant of the main palace, how dare you let me give up the protector and become the city lord , I think you really need to clean up!"

Blood oozed from the corner of Ya'er's mouth, and the side face became red and swollen.

"I don't care what method you use, you must let the demon king come forward to protect the post of Dharma protector, otherwise your brothers and sisters will all die!"

When Ya'er first entered Dongshan, she never imagined that the patriarch who survived all the way would become what he is now.

When the figures of the two disappeared into the dark night, Huafeng saw Ya'er returning to the tent covering her face, and suddenly thought of a wonderful way to deal with Changying.

Since Ji Li wanted to promote the Fuling Grass Monster Clan to increase Changying's power, why didn't he add fuel to the flames himself.

Anyway, Yi Feng is greedy by nature, I am afraid that as long as he is seduced a little, he will not be able to resist the temptation.

Half a month after the competition, Ya'er saw that she was far behind in the score, so she had no choice but to lobby the girl hesitantly.

Because she was afraid of the bloody violence of the competition, Changying didn't like to accompany Master Li to watch it, so she just practiced in the tent by herself.

"Miss Changying, the Fuling Grass Demon Clan is losing too fast now. If you are willing to help, let the Fuling Grass Demon Clan win the competition so that the tribe can continue to live a stable life."

Changying listened to Ya'er's words, she was a little confused and asked, "How can I help?"

Ya'er said hesitantly: "It might be useful for you to say a few polite words to Lord Mozun, and then say that you don't want your people to suffer."

On weekdays, Ya'er has also seen Lord Mozun doting on young girls, and the berry liquid that is sent to the main hall every day is of extremely high grade.

Ordinary guardians may not be able to have such special treatment as young girls.

Perhaps as long as the girl mentions something, Lord Mozun should take care of it.

"Okay, got it."

When Ji Li returned to the tent in the afternoon, the girl couldn't hide what happened when she saw it, her eyes rolled, especially abnormal.

"My lord, drink tea."

"Hmm." Ji Li held the tea and looked at the abnormality of the girl.

Chang Ying sat aside and thought about it, then stood up and beat Master Li on the back and asked enthusiastically, "Master Li, are you tired?"

Ji Li swallowed the tea with difficulty, reached out and pinched the girl's face, "Did you take the wrong medicine today?"

"I haven't taken any medicine." Changying was afraid of the pain and didn't dare to move.

"No, you must be hiding something from me." Ji Li raised his eyebrows and looked at the girl from top to bottom.

Changying had no choice but to tell Master Li what Ya'er said.

Only then did Ji Li let go, and she was not surprised by Ya'er's words and deeds, after all, she was the one Yi Feng sent in.

It's just that Ji Li doesn't like that she deliberately speaks out because of the girl's trust.

"Do you really want to help the Fuling Grass Monster Clan win the competition?"

Ji Li looked at the girl rubbing her face and made a sound.

"Yeah." Changying remembered that Ya'er said that as long as she wins the competition, the spirit grass monsters can continue to live a stable and worry-free life.

Ji Li turned his eyes slightly and lightly held the crimson spar hanging from his right arm with his fingertips, saying: "Okay, then you go to participate in the competition."

"Ah, I can't do it." The girl said in surprise.

"Why can't it work?"

The girl replied hesitantly: "Because the elder sister has never competed before."

Ji Li raised his eyebrows in response: "Don't worry, with your current cultivation, it will definitely not be too bad, let alone I will help you?"

Changying looked at Master Li who was full of confidence, and suddenly felt that she couldn't refuse Master Li's request.

In the early morning of the next day, Yi Feng was still anxiously waiting for the Demon Lord to give him extra favors, while Huafeng was thinking about how to make Ji Li see that Chang Ying was only using her to gain glory and wealth for his people.

But when Changying in military uniform appeared in the team, everyone was shocked.

Only Ji Li calmly watched the girl looking in this direction anxiously, obviously she was very timid.

[Are you sure she can win? 】 Phantom made a sound in disbelief.

Whether she wins or not is actually not important to Ji Li, it's just that Ji Li wants her to try.

Seeing that Ji Li was not stimulated, Phantom stopped making a sound.

The competition rules of the group arena are particularly simple, as long as you get the ring token within two hours, you will be the winner.

Changying had never seen so many monsters before, and she was hiding faster than anyone else.

"Why do you insist on chasing me?" Changying looked at Mo who was already exhausted, and was a little worried for him.

But the demon just glanced at Huafeng, and then rushed over with the saber raised high.

Huafeng watched the girl dodge the blade cleverly, feeling a little pity.

Seeing Ji Li frowning slightly, Hua Feng couldn't help but feel angrily, thinking that since Ji Li wants to push the girl out, why worry so much!

"Help!" Changying was so frightened by the knife just now that she never dared to talk to the monsters again, and she just protected the token in her hand dearly.

There were nearly a thousand people in the big arena, but in the end there were only a dozen or so people left, and most of them either suffered heavy casualties or collapsed to the ground.

These ten or so people are all trusted disciples of Dharma protectors, so they naturally know more than ordinary monster soldiers.

That's why I didn't dare to take it lightly. After all, this Fu Lingcao demon is the concubine of Lord Mozun, and no one wants to make trouble.

But with such a confrontation, the time is getting tighter.

At the last critical moment, more than a dozen people fought for it, and Changying evaded their pursuit lightly.

Just as more than ten people rushed towards the girl and surrounded her, Ji Li couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Unexpectedly, the girl cleverly turned into a little hair ball and escaped from the tall and fast man.

Seeing that the little hairball was still clinging to the token tightly in its mouth, the demons were so teased that they were dizzy, completely unaware that the girl had escaped from the siege.

When the sound of gongs and drums sounded, the competition ended.

The competition of ordinary demon soldiers is probably a no-brainer for girls.

When the night fell, the girl won a lot of points for the Fu Lingcao Yao clan.

Ya'er couldn't believe it when she looked at it, not to mention Huafeng's whole face was extremely pale.

When the bonfire was lit in the forest, Ji Li wrapped the roasted venison in lotus leaves and handed it to the girl's mouth, "Eat it, it's cooked."

The girl held the lotus leaf with both hands, lowered her head and bit her mouth, her small face wrinkled and said, "It's so hot."

"Stupid, won't you blow it off first?"

Ji Li probed to check the girl's lips, and let go only after confirming that they were not swollen.

"Well, I'm too hungry, so I forgot to blow it off." The girl pursed her lips and asked happily, "Master Li, isn't Changying very good today?"

"Well, it's not bad." Ji Li preferred to see the embarrassment on Huafeng's face that couldn't be concealed.

Sure enough, she just wanted to control the prestige of the spirit grass demon, and the girl's performance today probably exceeded her expectations.

Chang Ying smiled happily, lowered her head and blew, and then took small bites of the venison and chewed it carefully.

In fact, Ji Li originally thought that if the girl could win a game, it would have exceeded her expectations.

In the middle of the night, Huafeng lay down on the bed, and Xiaoyu stood by her side worriedly, looking at the hideous scar on the side of her neck, she said: "Vendor Master, you should stop practicing that kind of sorcery."

"You don't understand. If I don't improve my cultivation level, Ji Li won't be able to look at me more." Huafeng unfolded the scar on her palm like a needle thread. Soul-hunting is an extremely sinister spell, and the caster must suffer great pain.

Xiaoyu replied with tears in her eyes, "Why do you do this?"

In today's competition, Xiaoyu could see that Changying's cultivation had grown extremely fast, and Mozun thought a lot about it.

Then how could the Demon Lord let go of his long sister for Huafeng?

At the end of the demon soldier competition, thanks to Changying's efforts, the Fulingcao demon escaped from the danger of being the last one.

All the monsters in the banquet were drunk, and Yi Feng accepted the superficial approval of the guardians with a smile on his face.

Holding the wine cup, Huafeng walked up to Yi Feng and said, "Congratulations."

Yi Feng was quite surprised by Elder Hua's initiative to show his favor. After all, he was ruthlessly rejected last time, but Yi Feng really lost face.

Although Yi Feng was not happy in his heart, he also knew that the guardian was still inferior to the elder, "Elder Hua, please be polite."

While drinking, Huafeng intentionally mentioned to Yi Feng the vacant post of Chief Protector, "There is no candidate for Chief Protector at present. If Protector Yi has the heart, maybe he can sit firmly in this position."

"If it can be done, then Yi Mou has been supported by Elder Hua." Yi Feng had suffered a lot in the protection of the demon world, and when he heard that there were signs of something, he naturally had the intention.

It's just that Yi Feng forgot that Huafeng was not so kind.

In the following period of time, Ji Li frequently received proposals for the post of Great Protector.

Yi Feng's name appeared too much.

If it was the other demon clan who blatantly formed a party in the devil world for personal gain, Ji Li would have arrested him long ago.

However, since Yi Feng was the patriarch of the Fuling Grass Demon, Ji Li did not choose to talk to him, but re-promoted a member of the Demon Clan to serve as the Great Guardian.

Yi Feng, who was suddenly lost, became the talking point of all the guardians for a while.

Huafeng pretended to comfort: "Brother Yi, don't worry, maybe the Demon Lord has another important task entrusted to you."

Yi Feng thought to himself that it might not be that easy for this uncertain Demon Lord.

Xiaoyu looked at Huafeng's greedy attitude towards Yifeng, but deliberately let him down frequently, and somewhat didn't understand Huafeng's intentions.

In the evening, Xiaoyu prepares wine and asks hesitantly, "What do you want Yi Feng to do?"

Huafeng carefully wiped the Soul Eater Needle with a handkerchief, turned her head and looked at Xiaoyu vigilantly, and said, "This is not a question you should ask."

"Yes."

As soon as the winter wind turns and the spring is warm, the medicinal flowers in the corridor of the main hall are in full bloom again.

In the early morning, Changying watered the flowers, and Ji Liwo sat on the bamboo couch because he didn't grow much in practice and was a little bored.

In the end, the secret arts of the demon world can only rely on the continuous intake of other people's inner alchemy to improve their cultivation, but most of the demons in the demon world have no advanced cultivation base.

Ji Li played with an ice skate with his fingertips, and easily submerged it into the beam. Now I am afraid that the only way to try is the method of dual cultivation.

At the beginning, Ji Li had seen a book called Demon Demon Dual Cultivation Technique in the many books in Yanxia Palace.

It's just that the requirements of the pair of cultivation skills are a bit harsh, and the girl's cultivation base is afraid that she will be swallowed by herself.

"Changying, come here." Ji Li turned to look at the girl who was busy with the medicinal flowers.

The girl put down the object in her hand and approached obediently.

Ji Li clasped her wrist lightly with his hand, to check how her cultivation blood was running.

"My lord, what's the matter?"

"Your recent growth in cultivation is not bad." Ji Li met the young girl's Shui Lingling's eyes, inexplicably feeling a little guilty, "And what's more, I want to try the dual cultivation technique with you."

"Okay." The girl agreed without any hesitation.

So much so that Ji Li suspected that the girl didn't know what double cultivation meant.

But anyway, with the girl's consent, Ji Li began to prepare for the double cultivation technique.

After all, no one should disturb the dual cultivation of demons and demons, otherwise, once it fails, the cultivation base will be greatly damaged, and the weak may die directly.

When Ji Li ordered people to prepare a large number of red joyous flowers and send them to the main hall of Dongshan.

Huafeng soon received the news, and she was still a little puzzled that the demon king, who had spent a lot of time in love with Hong Huanhua, would use it to seduce human beings.

No matter how you look at it, Ji Li doesn't need to rely on Hong Huanhua to please herself.

Ya'er looked at the potted red jubilant flowers that were brought in, and she also felt confused. Could it be that the Mozun and the girl need to rely on this kind of love flower to increase their happiness?

Changying, who doesn't know what red flowers are, is most curious about the potted plants in the main hall.

"Master Li, why are you putting so many flowers in the main hall?" Changying curiously moved the flowers that couldn't fit, and deliberately left some space for walking.

Ji Li flipped through the ancient book in his hand, reading it very seriously, his cheeks were reddish and he didn't hear the girl's words.

Changying stepped forward in confusion and called, "Master Li, what are you looking at?"

"I didn't read anything." Ji Li hastily closed the book, turned his head to look at the girl who was approaching, and was ashamed to hold the book and knock on his protruding head.

"Ouch." Changying rubbed her forehead, the pain was severe.

Ji Li put away the scrolls and looked at the red joyous flowers in the hall, and explained solemnly: "This is just a preparation for double cultivation."

"It's so strange, why did Shuangxiu prepare flowers?" The girl picked up a nearby potted plant and placed it next to the bamboo couch in the corridor and murmured.

Regarding the girl's confusion, Ji Li was ashamed to speak out, so he didn't respond.

Because Ji Li Heijiao is a high-class demon clan, but the girl is just a voluptuous grass demon, if the details are not carefully prepared, accidents are easy to happen.

In the evening, Changying finally finished tidying up the potted plants, and fell down on the bamboo couch exhausted.

Turning her head to see Mr. Li carefully inspecting the potted plants, Chang Ying lay on the bamboo couch and looked at Mr. Li, playing with the nearest potted plants casually with her fingertips.

Suddenly, I found that none of these potted plants were blooming, and the buds were tightly wrapped into a ball.

"What are you doing?" Ji Li held the girl's earlobe with his fingertips to stop her sabotage.

"Why don't they bloom?" The girl looked up.

Ji Li sat sideways beside the bamboo couch, and lightly touched the girl's tender face with his fingertips, "Stupid, they only bloom at night."

"That's it."

The girl rested her head on Ji Li's palm, and asked curiously, "Master Li, when will we double cultivate?"

"Let's try it tonight." Ji Li hesitated for a long time before answering.

It was dark in the main hall early at night, and Chang Ying was curiously waiting for Master Li to teach him the technique of double cultivation.

Ji Li sat cross-legged on the bamboo couch, turned his head to look at the bright moon outside the window, and flew out several spells from his fingertips to set up a barrier in the main hall.

"Let's start." Ji Li put his palm against the girl's palm.

Chang Ying sat cross-legged on one side, her palms touched Mr. Li, and she vaguely felt the cold current coming from her palms.

In the dark night, white streamers gradually rose around the two of them, surrounding them to the left and right.

Ji Li Yunfa voice transmission and the girl: [Don't be afraid, this is just a basic test of cultivation. 】

"Was it Sir Li who spoke just now?" The girl opened her eyes curiously and asked.

【Well, you can try it too. 】

Changying hesitated and said silently in her heart: 【Lord Li, can you hear me? 】

[Can't you say something else? ] Ji Li helplessly looked at the girl who seemed to be playing.

[Wow, it's amazing! 】 Changying smiled with her eyebrows bent.

Hearing the girl's noisy heart, Ji Li was afraid that she would be distracted and miss the practice, so he hurriedly stopped her: 【Don't think about it, you can't make mistakes at the beginning of the practice, otherwise you will die. 】

【Oh, okay. ] The girl was so frightened that she quickly stopped thinking.

In fact, Ji Li didn't tell the girl that if he can really cultivate the technique of dual cultivation, both of them will be able to improve their cultivation to a higher level in the future.

When the red flowers in the hall gradually bloomed, the dark fragrance flowed freely, and Ji Li was obviously more sensitive than the young girl.

Although the red joyous flower and all the monsters only know it is a love flower, they don't know that it is also a heart-protecting flower in the double cultivation technique.

The extreme yang spiritual power of the flame orb in the girl's body and the extreme cold disease that Ji Li suffers from are natural enemies.

If you can't practice successfully, you must at least protect your heart, otherwise the practice will be reversed, and the consequences will be even more unimaginable.

When the hall was filled with the dark fragrance of red joyous flowers, Ji's heart was so hot that she couldn't tell whether it was because of the spiritual power of the girl's flame orb or the effect of the love flower.

Changying didn't feel much, but felt a little stuffy.

When the palms of the two separated, Ji Li's cheeks dripped with sweat, and there was a soft light between his brows and eyes, showing his charm.

"Is this finished?" Changying looked at her palm that was still covered with cold mist, and felt inconceivable.

"Maybe it's the first level." Ji Li opened his eyes and felt dryness in his throat, but the girl didn't seem to be affected in any way.

Love flower, does it mean that people who are emotional first will be more easily affected?

"Master Li, are you hot?" Chang Ying approached, reaching out to wipe Master Li's sweat.

Ji Li put his arms around the girl, lowered his head and kissed the girl greedily, the heat in his heart not only didn't stop, but became more and more obvious.

When the palm touched delicate, Ji Li felt that he was going crazy.

The spiritual power of the Flame Orb that was transported to the girl just now because of her practice suddenly condensed in Ji's heart and burned like a raging fire.

When Changying watched Ji Li fall to the side in pain, she was so frightened that she hurriedly called out, "Master Li, what's wrong with you?"

Ji Li was in so much pain that he felt the fire in his heart spread to his limbs, and he didn't have the strength to answer the girl's words at all.

When the potted plants around were vibrating, Chang Ying saw lines like fire showing on Mr. Li's cheeks, and saw the flames quickly burning Mr. Li's clothes.

"Master Li!" Changying saw with his own eyes that Master Li transformed into a black flood dragon and charged into the house, blood flowing along the black dragon's fire pattern.

Until the black dragon came out of the enchantment of the main hall, a long howl quickly spread across the entire Dongshan, and soon the black dragon disappeared.

The entire Dongshan guards noticed something abnormal in the main hall, and naturally Huafeng also sensed something was wrong, and immediately chased him out.

Ya'er was the first to rush to the main hall, and was quite frightened by the sight in front of her.

The house in the main hall was littered with rubble, and those red flowers that were tender and tender earlier had been completely burned by the fire.

The young girl's clothes were disheveled, she sat on the bamboo couch with a pale face, her hands were covered with blood.

"Miss Changying, what's the matter?"

"I don't know either." Changying reached out to wipe away the unstoppable tears, and muttered worriedly, "Master Li, I'm gone."

Huafeng chased him all night, and finally found the dying Ji Li beside a deep pool in the mountains and forests.

The black flood dragon landed in the shallows, breathing very fast, its scales were still stained with blood, and the large wounds that were still emitting sparks were already bloody, showing that the injuries were serious.

"Ji Li, what's wrong with you?" Huafeng stepped forward to try to check her injuries.

But before the palm touched it, it was burned by the fire and blood flowed, Huafeng was surprised: "Is this the spiritual power of the flame bead?"

Huafeng didn't care about the injury in his palm, and forcibly stimulated the cyan centipede in Ji Li's body. The extreme cold disease that troubled Ji Li saved Ji Li's life.

It took Huafeng three whole days to stop the fire that tormented Ji's heart.

In order to prevent the resurgence of the flame orb's spiritual power, Huafeng took Ji Li to a cold pool in a rock cave deep in the mountain to recuperate.

Hei Jiao curled up in the pool motionless, Hua Feng guarded her surroundings, but didn't dare to get closer.

The disease of extreme cold made the stone cave extremely cold, Huafeng's cultivation level was not comparable to Jili's, so naturally she couldn't help it.

After half a month, Huafeng saw Ji Li move.

"Don't worry, your injury hasn't healed yet." Huafeng quickly reminded.

The injury on Ji Li's body was too serious, even if he moved slightly, the blood would flow out unstoppably

Huafeng put the medicine on Jili's behalf in distress and asked, "How did you suffer such a serious injury?"

But there was no response to these words, Huafeng looked at Ji Li with a cold heart and said, "I can guess it if you don't tell me."

"You want to double cultivate with Changying." Huafeng looked resentfully at the unmoved Ji Li, with tears in her eyes, but a smug smile on her face, "Didn't you realize that Changying is not a demon?" angry?"

The black dragon slowly turned and approached, Huafeng said without fear: "Changying lied to you, you have worked so hard to raise her for so many years, but you don't know that she is about to become a fairy."

"What did you say?" The black dragon slowly turned into a human form, and the scars on Ji Li's fair face due to the lines of the flames hadn't faded, and he strangled Huafeng's neck in disbelief.

Hua Feng looked at Ji Li with a smile and said, "The Flame Orb is a sacred object, and ordinary monsters can't touch it. Ji Li, you are so confused, have you never thought about it?"

Ji Li let go of Huafeng's hand, and then transformed into a black dragon and rushed out of the pitch-black cave.

"Ji Li, give up, it is destined to be impossible for immortals and demons to cultivate together, and it is destined to be impossible for you and her!" Huafeng shouted in despair at Ji Li who was leaving, tears dripped from her eyes.

Xiaoyu looked at Huafeng distressedly, but didn't know how to comfort her.

The main hall of Dongshan has not been repaired yet, and Chang Ying is sitting curled up on the bamboo couch, and begins to suspect that maybe it is because she is not serious enough to practice the double cultivation technique with Master Li, that's why Master Li has an accident.

No one in Dongshan knew where Master Li was going, and Changying herself didn't know where to find Master Li.

Tears fell silently on the clothes, and Chang Ying didn't even bother to wipe them off, she just held the crimson spar around her neck and said in a low voice, "Master Li, I'm sorry."

When Ji Li returned to the main hall of Dongshan Mountain, he saw the girl curled up on the bamboo couch, the sound of crying and choking was especially obvious, so she was relieved.

Changying heard the sound, and quickly lifted her head from her knees to look around, her eyes were full of tears but she ran over from the bamboo couch with joy.

"Master Li, where have you been?" Changying asked in a muffled voice with her nose blocked.

"It's just to recuperate." Ji Li reached out to wipe the girl's tears, "Okay, why are you crying?"

On the contrary, the girl cried more and more, choked up and muttered non-stop: "I thought Mr. Li died."

Ji Li has gotten used to the girl's unrestrained speech.

"Fool, how can I die so easily?" Ji Li looked at the girl seriously, and only then realized what Huafeng said was true.

A demon, should have a demonic aura.

At the beginning, it was still possible for a girl to have a low cultivation base