The little follower of the Great Demon Lord [Traveling]

Angrily, Ji Li wanted to move his feet from her arms, but was held too tightly by her arms, so he couldn't move at all.

When Chang Ying woke up in a daze in the morning, what she hugged in her arms was no longer Mr. Li's feet but a soft pillow.

The morning light poured into the house from the window, and the light fell. Because the house was too quiet, the chirping of the birds outside was especially clear.

In the empty main hall, there was no figure of Mr. Li, only the hanging curtain swayed slightly, and long shadows fell down.

Changying washed alone, then sat on the bamboo couch to eat berries, and flipped through the magic books by the way. After half a day like this, Mr. Li didn't come back at noon.

On ordinary days, if Mr. Li didn't see him after noon, he must have waited until dark to see him.

Because she was bored, Changying sat on the bamboo couch and practiced calligraphy. When Ya'er entered the room, she saw people practicing calligraphy in the sun.

Although they are both Fuling grass demons, Ke Ya'er has become more and more aware that Chang Ying is very different from her own cultivation.

Most of the magic arts in the two worlds of demons and monsters are related to killing. Even the grass monsters of the grass and trees, sometimes they will kill the same kind in order to quickly improve their cultivation base, so as to obtain their flesh and blood inner alchemy.

This kind of cruel cultivation technique makes the breath of demons with higher cultivation bases especially cloudy, but the long face in front of them is not clean like a demon.

"Miss Changying's handwriting is really beautiful." Ya'er approached slowly, and put the tea and berries aside.

"Master Li's writing is more beautiful." All Changying's characters are copied and learned from Mr. Li's characters.

Saying so, Chang Ying turned over Master Li's practice copybook and handed it to Ya'er to show, "Look."

Ya'er looked sideways at Lord Mozun's handwriting, and compared it with the undried handwriting on the table, she couldn't help sighing: "This is too similar."

Changying flipped through the copybook in her hand and responded with a raised mouth: "Because I have studied it for many years."

There have been many rumors in the main hall of Dongshan recently, Ya'er was worried that she would be troubled, but now it seems that she is worrying too much.

The patriarch Yi Feng kept urging Ya'er to communicate, but Ya'er really didn't want to disturb her peace again and again.

Originally, the Fuling Grass Demon Clan had already received great favor from her, but now instead of repaying the favor, they even intensified their demands. Ya'er was afraid that the patriarch, Yi Feng, would get even bigger.

"Now the hawthorn trees in the orchard are all bearing fruit, and I guess they can be picked." Ya'er recovered her senses and said.

Changying slightly paused the pen in her hand, looked at the sunlight outside and said, "Then let's pick some today."

"Okay." Ya'er has never quite understood why there are more hawthorn trees planted in the orchard than other fruit trees.

In the afternoon, countless streaks of golden sunlight fell in the forest, and the hawthorn fruit that glowed like red paste made people swallow their saliva involuntarily.

Ya'er was following behind with a basket, Changying was wearing a big straw hat, and the crescent moon skirt was stained with many fine dead leaves, and she picked a lot of hawthorns from the forest with her slender and slender hands.

"These fruits are bigger than last year's."

"Maybe it's because of the abundance of rain." Seeing her crooked eyebrows, Ya'er couldn't help smiling.

After a while, the two of them each carried a bountiful harvest into the courtyard. Chang Ying dipped the basket into the lake water to clean the hawthorns, and stuffed one into her mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Ya'er looked at the wrinkled face, and she didn't want to eat anymore.

"Well, it's delicious!" After a while, Changying recovered from the sourness, and picked another plump hawthorn and handed it to Ya'er, "You should try it too."

Ya'er took a small bite hesitantly, and decided not to take another bite.

This sour taste is really not something ordinary monsters can bear.

No wonder the little demons in the temple have always stayed far away from the hawthorns in the fruit forest.

"Don't you like it?" Chang Ying saw that Ya'er only took a bite, and stopped moving.

"It's not that I don't like it, it's just that this hawthorn is a bit uncomfortable to eat." Ya'er swallowed, but still couldn't ignore the sourness.

Changying carefully cleaned the hawthorn and said: "It seems that everyone doesn't like to eat hawthorn, but fortunately there are adults who eat it."

Ya'er looked at the two big baskets of hawthorns, and just now realized that Chang Ying was a hawthorn tree planted for Mozun.

"These are too much to eat alone, how about using some to make wine?" Ya'er knew that Mozun lord likes to drink, so it was a good way to think about it.

"Okay." Changying was worried that she didn't know how to make Mr. Li happy recently.

In the evening, the wind blew the water surface of the lake into thousands of layers of wrinkles, and there were countless hawthorns and large wine tanks in the pavilion.

After the hawthorns were washed and dried, Chang Ying put the hawthorns in a large stone pounding jar, and with her right hand held the pounding barrel, she crushed the hawthorns into pieces.

"So there's still wine to be served?" Chang Ying frowned involuntarily as she smelled the pungent smell of wine.

Seeing her like this, Ya'er couldn't help laughing and said: "To make wine, of course there must be wine. Hasn't Miss Changying ever drank?"

Changying shook her head and responded, "I've never drank sparkling wine before, but the last time I drank it, my head felt so bad."

"Then it seems that Miss Changying doesn't drink very well." Ordinary demons are very good at drinking.

"Well, Mr. Li said that I'm really useless." Changying nodded seriously.

Ya'er couldn't help but looked at Changying and took the opportunity to comfort her: "Lord Mozun treats you very well, otherwise I haven't seen any demons living in the main hall for so many years."

Changying poured the hawthorn from the pounding medicine jar into the jar beside her, and replied with a sullen voice, "Yes."

But Chang Ying didn't understand why Master Li suddenly canceled the marriage.

Don't adults like you?

When Ji Li returned to the main hall at night, he saw Changying busy arranging a plate of hawthorns.

"Master Li, do you want to eat hawthorn?" Chang Ying heard the sound and turned her head to speak.

At first, Changying thought that the wine would be ready to drink soon, but Ya'er said it would take one to two months to drink it.

So Changying just went to the fruit forest to pick some hawthorn fruits and brought them back to the main hall.

"I won't eat." Ji Li looked at her smiling face, heaved a sigh of relief, and refused with a slight frown.

Changying didn't expect Master Li to go straight to the inner room without even looking at Hawthorn.

The specially picked hawthorn had some drops of water that hadn't dried yet, Changying wiped the hawthorn carefully with a handkerchief in her hand, thinking that Master Li really didn't like her.

At the beginning, due to Master Li's request, he had to choose his favorite fruit tree, so Chang Ying planted a large number of hawthorn trees in the fruit forest.

After Ji Li took a shower and went to the bed to sit and practice, but no one came into the room in the middle of the night, she got up a little displeased and went to find someone.

I saw her lying alone on the bamboo couch, as if she was very sleepy, and she turned off the light early.

Ji Li stepped closer to the bamboo couch and said, "What are you doing lying here alone?"

Changying wrapped her head in a thin blanket and responded sullenly: "Because Master Li didn't tell Changying to go to bed to sleep."

Now that Master Li doesn't want to marry him, he must not like him anymore.

"You!" Ji Li pursed his thin lips and looked at the completely silent person, and said in a low voice with anger erupting in his heart, "If you don't sleep tonight, you will never sleep with me again."

When the voice fell, Changying clearly felt that Master Li's breath had disappeared.

Poking her head out of the thin blanket, Changying slowly sat up under the thin blanket, and there was no sound in the dark hall.

Changying couldn't figure out what marriage had to do with Taoists of the Xianmen. Was it really necessary to kill all the Taoists of the Xianmen as Master Li said?

But this is obviously wrong.

The old lady once said that Taoists cultivate their minds to be good and cannot do evil things.

For a while, Ji Li couldn't hear the sound in the room, and sat on the bed with a serious expression, but the scroll in his palm was unconsciously crumpled.

Phantom stopped beside the lamp and asked: [Don't you think that you are now strange because of her? 】

"What do you mean?" Ji Li looked angrily at the gloating phantom.

[Obviously possessing her is such a simple and rude thing, but you are afraid to cancel the wedding banquet? 】

"I'm afraid?" Ji Li sneered as he looked at the looming phantom illuminated by the light, "I am the Demon Lord who unifies the two worlds of demons and monsters. What is there to be afraid of in the three worlds now?"

【You are afraid that she will betray you in the future due to her ambiguous relationship with Taoist priests, and you are even more afraid that she may choose to leave you in the future because of becoming a fairy. ] The phantom quietly approached her, her scarlet eyes reflected Ji Li's angry face, 【Obviously you know that she is not with you, but you still want to use marriage to force her to make a choice. 】

Ji Li pursed her thin lips and stretched out her palms angrily, trying to destroy the phantom in front of her.

But the phantom suddenly dispersed, leaving only the lamp broken in two and crashing to the ground.

When Changying heard the noise, she was so frightened that she didn't even bother to put on her shoes and ran in, only to see that the hanging curtain was on fire.

Fortunately, the fire was not too big, so Changying picked up the teapot and extinguished the fire.

Ji Li trembled with anger, silently looked at the phantom hiding in the dark and smiled triumphantly: 【Look, isn't that what I was thinking about when I said it, so I became angry from embarrassment? 】

"Master Li, what's the matter with you?" Changying looked at the black mist that was expanding more and more, and asked worriedly.

"I'm fine." Ji Li turned his head to look at the person lying on the bed, and slowly regained his composure.

If Ji Li had known earlier that because of his own selfishness, he would have achieved the karma of Changying and Pingxudao.

Back then, Ji Li would never have sent her to the Pingxu Gym to learn spells.

"Where are you going?" Ji Li hurriedly called after seeing her lift up the dress as if she was about to leave the room.

Changying stopped and lowered her head and raised her bare feet to respond: "I forgot to put on my shoes just now, and now I have to wash my feet before I can sleep on the bed."

When waiting for her to finish her work and climb into the bed, Ji Li asked with a cold face, "Didn't you not come in to sleep?"

Changying hesitantly spread out the quilt and shook her head seriously: "There is no one who doesn't come in and sleep."

After finishing speaking, Changying got into the quilt at the end of the bed, only showing a pair of bright eyes looking out and said: "Master Li, your feet are so cold."

Ji Li shyly moved his feet away from her arms and said, "Who gave you permission to hold my feet?"

"Because it's cold, isn't Master Li cold?" Chang Ying answered with a sleepy yawn.

"I'm not cold, take care of yourself." Ji Li pulled the quilt and lay down with his back facing her, pointing with his fingertips, the lights in the room suddenly dimmed.

The room was suddenly very quiet, Chang Ying could feel that Master Li's feet were cold, but she didn't dare to hug her to warm her feet, so she had to wrap her feet with the soft pillow in her arms.

Ji Li knew her clumsy movements, turned his head to look at the light outside the window, but couldn't calm down because of the phantom's words.

Because if he really just wanted to possess her, the marriage would not be postponed at all.

It's all because Ji Li slowly realizes that he is no longer satisfied with his simple possession of Changying at first.

This time, the reason why Ji Li wants to get married to set her anger at her is actually because she hopes that she can take him more seriously.

But until now she hasn't even said a word, which is really annoying.

Ji Li didn't sleep well that night, but her feet were very warm.

In the late autumn, Ji Li had already mastered the secret arts of the demon world, and because of Changying's flame orbs, the spiritual power became stronger and stronger. In fact, the spiritual power in the entire main hall was already completely sufficient to resist the frequent attacks of extreme cold in autumn and winter.

Dongshan never snowed, but Ji Li cast a spell to make Dongshan snow a lot earlier.

The guardians in the main hall watched in amazement when Ji Li was drawing spells between his fingers, those snow spirits who naturally blended into human forms moved very quickly to compete with the demon soldiers.

These twelve snow spirits are equivalent to Ji Li's siblings, as long as Ji Li thinks, they will even appear from the water cup.

These kinds of spells are mainly used to deal with the magic circle of the immortal Taoist last time. After all, Ji Li was almost hit by the trick last time, so he can't help but hold grudges in his heart.

Secondly, it can also be used to frighten lawbreakers in the devil world, especially Huafeng who has been unruly in recent days.

When thousands of demon soldiers were defeated and turned into large ice sculptures, the hall resounded: "The demon king is mighty!"

Ji Li looked at the twelve snow spirits with satisfaction, and thought that with them, he would be even more powerful in dealing with Taoists of the Xianmen in the future.

Huafeng watched the twelve snow spirits turn into snowflakes in an instant under Ji Li's spell, and couldn't help marveling at the subtlety of the spell.

It seems that Ji Li has already learned to use the extreme cold disease to practice the corresponding spells.

It's just that this technique is a bit too aimed at oneself.

Compared with the intrigues in the Dongshan Great Hall, the excitement caused by the snow in the main hall made many demon servants want to have fun.

The servants played in the snow in the courtyard, and all of their clothes were stained with snowflakes.

Ya'er thought that Changying girl loves to be lively, so she should also like such a lively scene, so she thought of going in and asking her to come out for a walk

Unexpectedly, Miss Changying was in a hurry to go to the fruit forest, "It never snows heavily in Dongshan, and those hawthorns will definitely be broken."

In this way, Ya'er remembered that the snow was really strange.

The heavy snow is mixed with the cold wind blowing on the face, which is as cold as a knife.

Most of the trees in the orchard were collapsed or twisted by the wind and snow, not to mention the fruits were scattered all over the ground.

Changying cast spells in the fruit forest, and the surrounding wind and snow turned into rain and fell.

When Ya'er approached with her umbrella in hand, the formation around her blocked her pace.

The rain that fell on Ya'er's cheeks with the wind was still warm, and she couldn't help but sigh, "This kind of sorcery is really rare."

When Ji Li came back in the afternoon, the wind and rain had already stopped, and he saw the person wrapped in a thin blanket on the bamboo couch in the main hall, with wet hair scattered behind him, and a little red face.

"What did you do today?" Ji Li approached the bamboo couch, which was full of hawthorns, and there was almost no room for a seat.

Changying wiped her nose with a handkerchief and said, "It snowed a lot today, the hawthorn tree is going to be destroyed, and there are still many hawthorns that have not been picked, so I am in a hurry to save the tree."

When the words stopped, there was a big sneeze.

Ji Li looked at her with distaste and replied, "You're so stupid."

Why do you have to suffer this kind of crime for the sake of some fruit trees? You must know that this Fengxue Jili cast a spell, so it is many times stronger than ordinary Fengxue.

When Ya'er was going to enter the hall with hawthorn wine, she saw Mozun wiping Changying's hair with a long towel in his hand, and hurriedly exited the hall.

I thought it would be better for the two of them to get along more alone at this time.

"Don't move." When Ji Li touched the wet hair between his fingers, he still felt a little warm.

Changying held the tea and took a sip, really not daring to move at all.

The long black hair had grown to the ankles unknowingly, Ji Li looked at the slender figure in front of him, feeling inexplicably emotional.

Obviously she was just a young girl who was worthy of her arms at the beginning, but now she is about the same height as herself.

"Master Li, do you really not want to eat hawthorn?" Changying said resolutely.

Ji Li turned his head to look at the hawthorn piled up on the bamboo couch and said, "You like hawthorn so much?"

"Well, I like it the most." Changying picked out a beautifully colored hawthorn and handed it to Master Li's mouth.

For her enthusiasm, Ji Li has always been unable to resist.

It's just that the taste of the hawthorn is really strange, Ji Li can only use magic to block his sense of taste to eat.

"It's delicious, isn't it?" Chang Ying watched with a smile on his face as Mr. Li ate several hawthorns.

"Yeah." This response is probably the most against the answer.

When the hair was completely dry, Ji Li tied Chang Ying's hair, probably because of the rain, she was only wearing a thin underwear.

Ji Li tied her hair with a jade hairpin, and her eyes fell on her loosely tied belt.

Because of the flame beads, Ji Li did not dare to get intimate with her easily, so most of the time it was just a taste.

Even through the thin clothes, Ji Li could still feel the heat like fire.

Probably this is also her unique breath.

"What's wrong?" Changying noticed the pause in her movements, and turned her head to look at Master Li beside her.

Ji Li reached out and picked up the thin blanket that fell by her side and put it back on for her, quickly averted his eyes from her collar and said, "It's nothing."

Changying wrapped herself in a thin blanket and asked, "Does Master Li want to drink hawthorn wine?"

"Hawthorn wine?"

"Well, this was met by Master Ya'er a few days ago."

After all, Changying wrapped herself in a thin blanket and got up and left the bamboo couch like the wind, and Ji Li could not stop her from doing so.

Ya'er kept guarding outside the door and didn't dare to disturb her until there was a sound from inside.

"Is this the hawthorn wine?" Changying looked at the wine Ya'er handed over, still curious.

"Yes, even if Miss Changying doesn't drink well, she can still drink a few glasses."

"Yes, I see." Changying hugged the small wine jar, and thanked earnestly, "Thank you, Ya'er."

When Ji Li saw her carrying the small wine jar back to the hall with a full face of anticipation, he was still a little curious.

Chang Ying poured a glass of wine and handed it to Master Li, and asked expectantly: "Master Li, should you try it first?"

This overly eager gaze forced Ji Li to take a sip of the wine.

Unexpectedly, although the wine looks ordinary, it smells extremely mellow and has the unique fragrance of hawthorn.

"tasty?"

"is acceptable."

Changying didn't like drinking very much, but the hawthorn wine smelled very sweet, so she poured herself a glass on the spur of the moment.

When Ji Li saw her drink it all at once, his little face turned red instantly, and his eyes brightened in praise: "It's delicious!"

After she drank two or three cups, Ji Li felt relieved when she saw that she was fine.

It's just that when dusk approached before he knew it, Ji Li realized that something was wrong with her.

"Hey, why are there two adults Li?" Changying hugged the empty wine jar and smiled foolishly.

Ji Li watched as the person in the thin blanket slowly crawled over and said, "Changying, you're drunk."

"Are you drunk?" Chang Ying tilted her head and looked at Master Li in front of her.

"Yeah." Ji Li reached out and touched her hot face, it seemed that her drinking capacity was really bad.

Changying rubbed her cheeks away from the palm of the lord, feeling as if she was stepping on a cloud and very dizzy.

Afraid that she would be thrown off the bamboo couch, Ji Li put his hand into his arms and said in a low voice, "What are you looking at?"

"Of course I'm looking at Mr. Li." Changying rubbed her head away from Mr. Li's neck, and most of her leaned against her arms, watching with sparkling eyes.

"Am I good-looking?" Ji Li lightly brushed away the fine hair on her cheeks with his palm, and couldn't help but think about it.

"It's pretty." Chang Ying leaned closer and kissed Mr. Li's honest answer.

Ji Li looked at the active person in a daze, his throat moved slightly, and he lowered his head to kiss her flushed cheek.

Perhaps because of drinking, Chang Ying was hotter than usual, but Ji Li was reluctant to let go.

The thin blanket that was originally draped by the side fell aside, and the thin clothes could not block the spiritual power of the flame beads at all.

Even Ji Li would be affected to the point of fever.

"Master Li..." The soft murmur made Ji Li's breathing quicken.

When the hand holding Ji Li's clothes loosened, the person in his arms was so weak because of unsteady breathing that he almost slipped out of his arms like a piece of warm jade.

Ji Li hugged her tightly, his cheeks could not help but sweat, and he looked at Ying with unsatisfied meaning: "Don't move."

Changying was tired and lazy, she just smiled blankly and called out: "Master Li, are you also in the rain?"

amount……

"Looks like I'm really drunk and confused." Ji Li stretched out his hands to prop himself up, and just now he regained his sanity, and looked down at the man in his arms with disheveled clothes.

He really didn't know whether he was talking about her or Ji Li himself.

"Don't move around, I'll take you to sleep." Ji Li put his arms around the person in his arms, and slowly got up from the bamboo couch.

Changying's eyes were scattered and blurred, she tilted her head and obediently pressed it next to Ji Li's ear, her arms were hanging limply by her side, and she was very quiet.

When she put him on the bed, she refused to let go of Ji Li's clothes.

Ji Li leaned over to look at the drunkard whose mouth was always raised, and kept saying:

"Next year, we will plant more and better hawthorns for Mr. Li."

"Yes, I see." Ji Li tried to break away the hand holding the clothes.

The drunk man hugged Ji Li tightly, and kept rubbing his head, "Master Li, hawthorn wine is delicious."

"Yes, I see." Ji Li's patience was about to be exhausted, and he stood up helplessly to deal with the drunk.

"Master Li, your feet are so cold." The drunk rubbed his face against Ji Li's hand and muttered.

Ji Li really regretted letting her drink.

It wasn't until the second half of the night that Ji Li managed to clean it for her.

Of course, the service was not for nothing, and Ji Li also took advantage of it.

Ji Li left the hall when the sky was bright, and Changying woke up in a daze at noon.

Ya'er went in to wait on her, only to see Changying lying on the bamboo couch, she was still a little confused.

"Hawthorn wine, it's amazing." Changying lay on the bamboo couch feeling a little dizzy.

Can this wine be intoxicating?

Ya'er didn't expect the monster's drinking capacity to be so bad.

When Ya'er was about to clean up the porridge and soup bowls, when Ya'er accidentally caught a glimpse of some irregular marks on the neck, she was still a little shy.

"What's wrong?" Changying was so tired for some reason, she lay down on the bamboo couch and handed out books.

"No, nothing." Ya'er didn't dare to mention it, and hurriedly left the hall with the soup bowl in hand.

No wonder Lord Mozun seemed very tired when he left the palace this morning, it seems that last night was quite intense.

From winter to early spring, Dongshan held several training competitions for demon soldiers.

Chang Ying found that Mr. Li was busier than before, and most of the time she couldn't see anyone.

And the grass by the lakeside of Dongyuan grows faster in spring, so two little demon servants were sent here to repair the grass.

When the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, the grass and trees by the lake grow very fast, and the two little demon servants sometimes have to stand on tiptoe to emerge from the grass.

"You two are always together." Changying sighed enviously.

The two little demon servants were lying in the grass and sleeping late because they were lazy, but they didn't expect to be discovered by the Changying girl, and they hugged each other nervously for a while.

Chang Ying looked at their fluffy ears and said, "I have a lot of delicious food here, do you want to eat it?"

In the spacious pavilion, two little demon servants sat together eating berries, "Miss Changying, how did you find us?"

"Because I can hear your voices." Changying poured tea and handed it to them.

"You are really amazing." Although the two little demon servants are now familiar with the way to the main hall, but the grass is too big and they dare not wander away.

Chang Ying frowned and smiled, "You guys are so cute."

At dusk, the two little demon servants took a lot of berries and left, and they shared a lot with the little friends they met on the way.

"I really envy you who can get rewards from the Changying girl every day."

"Yes, we are serving in the Elder Hua's courtyard, and we have a lot of work to do every day."

And Huafeng has been thinking about developing more dolls ever since she learned that Ji Li was practicing new techniques.

But many monsters in Dongshan were caught, but very few succeeded.

So Huafeng sent people to Xianmen Taoist to catch disciples to test.

Unexpectedly, she found out the news that Yao Xueer had sneaked back to the Demon Realm.

It is heard that Yao Xueer was reported by the Taoist female disciple when she had an affair with the fairy master aunt, and now the two are just street rats.

When Huafeng learned of the disappearance of the highly respected Grand Master in Xianmen, she immediately told Ji Li that this is the best time to attack the Taoist priests of Xianmen.

Ji Li above the main hall listened to Huafeng's report, and naturally knew that the Taoist priests of Xianmen were in complete chaos.

It's just that if you send troops, the news may not be hidden from Changying.

And Ji Li knew Changying's temperament very well, if she knew that Xianmen was in trouble, she would definitely make a move.

Then if she gets involved in the battle between immortals and demons, the demon world will definitely regard her as a traitor and punish her severely. By then, the Fulingcao demon clan will not be much better off. Because of this, Ji Li was a little hesitant, so he didn't give the order for a long time. .

In the warm spring of March, Changying was sitting on a light boat on the lake in the East Courtyard.

Because Mr. Li has become more and more busy these days, Changying is lying in the light boat sullenly, not knowing who to go to play with.

Changying touched the water surface with her fingertips to draw a mark, and when the bait in her palm was cast, the fish in the lake enthusiastically chased it.

"Little Yu'er, do you know why Master Li is so busy?" Chang Ying stood up and looked at the red and white fish in the lake and muttered.

But these fishes were all busy eating, so they didn't have time to pay attention to Changying's words.

Just when Changying was sleepy from boredom, Qingzhou suddenly made the sound of footsteps, subconsciously thinking that it was Mr. Li's Changying, who had not had time to open her eyes before her mouth was covered.

Yao Xueer said vigilantly: "It's me, don't make a sound."

Changying looked at Sister Yao, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, and nodded with joy in her eyes.

"You are really hard for me to find." Yao Xueer let go of her hand and sighed.

"Sister Yao, are you here to play with me?"

Yao Xue'er shook her head and held a knife between her fingers: "It's an urgent matter now, let me just say a few words, your master aunt was killed by a villain, and now her life is in danger, can you help?"

"Changying helped."

"That's good, I just need a part of your blood to nourish her veins." Yao Xue'er pressed the knife against Chang Ying's wrist, "Hold on."

"Ok!"

The bright red blood quickly fell into the porcelain bottle, and Chang Ying asked a little confused: "Sister Yao, who killed Master Aunt?"

Yao Xue'er revealed guilt and said, "Speaking of which, it's also my fault, but that nun deserves to die even more!"

"Taoist nun?"

"Yes, you also know that Taoist nun is Zirou who used to be in the library. She is now a disciple of the second master Huihai. She is inexplicably high in Taoism, but her tricks are very sinister." Yao Xueer watched the wound heal automatically , can only draw again in the original place, the blood will continue to flow.

Changying gritted her teeth in pain, and couldn't help but gasped.

Yao Xue'er looked at it and really couldn't help it and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, just bear with it."

"It's okay, it's important to save people." Changying replied palely, "Why did Senior Sister Zirou become a villain who harmed Master Aunt?"

"I haven't figured this out yet. Anyway, your grand aunt was really killed by those damn Taoist priests!"

After the porcelain bottle was full, Yao Xueer quickly put it in her arms, "You must not tell anyone about this, especially Ji Li, I heard that the demon world is gathering a large number of demon soldiers at the border, I am afraid they are going to take advantage of the chaos .”

If Ji Li really knew that Changying was helping Taoist Xianmen, Yao Xueer couldn't even imagine what would happen to Ji Li's temperament.

"Ah."

Before she finished speaking, there was no sign of Yao Xueer on the light boat except for the few drops of blood that dripped earlier.

Chang Ying watched the wound on her wrist slowly heal, but her heart was full of worry.

It turns out that Mr. Li has been so busy recently because he is preparing to send troops to the immortal Taoist.

When Ji Li returned to the main hall at dusk, the face of the person lying on the bamboo couch was a little pale.

"What's wrong with you?" Ji Li touched her cool forehead lightly.

Changying sat up and shook her head, "I'm just a little sleepy."

Given a lot of blood during the day, it is normal to feel dizzy for a while.

"Master Li, you came back earlier than usual today."

"Well, today's affairs are almost settled." Ji Li is busy to capture the Taoist priests of Xianmen this year, so he must be fully prepared.

Changying poured the tea and handed it to Master Li and asked hesitantly, "What are you doing recently?"

Ji Li looked suspiciously at the person in front of him, but he had never seen her so many questions before.

"It's just busy with internal affairs in the Demon Realm." Ji Li pinched her face with his hands, "It doesn't look like you only eat and sleep all day long."

"Then Changying, go and help Master Li?"

"No." Ji Li withdrew his hand and put down the tea without even drinking it.

"Why?" Changying wanted to know what the situation of the Taoist priests of Xianmen was like what Elder Sister Yao said.

Ji Li looked at the anxious Chang Ying and said, "You're a little weird today."

Chang Ying was a little nervous by the sudden sizing, and asked with evasive eyes, "What's so strange?"

"It's weird everywhere." Ji Li lifted her chin with his fingertips, if it wasn't for sure that the person in front of him was Changying, with her abnormal behavior just now, Ji Li would have tortured her to greet her.

Zhang Ying didn't know how to respond to what she said, so she could only stiffen her hands and feet and dare not look at Master Li.

Ji Li looked at the person who obviously didn't want to meet his eyes, so he didn't want to press her, thinking that with her temperament, even if she lied, she would show her feet.

It's just that she was so suddenly concerned, it seemed that someone had leaked the outside news into her ears.

Ji Li didn't say anything that night, but on the second day, a large number of servants in the main hall of Dongshan were arrested and interrogated one by one, even Ya'er was not let go.

When Changying looked at the large number of arrested guards, she realized that Master Li had discovered that she had lied.

Ji Li in the Dongshan Hall also interrogates Huafeng, the person she suspects the most.

When Hua Feng was recruited into the main hall privately, she thought that Ji Li had something important to interrogate, but she didn't expect that she just asked if she would send someone to sneak into the main hall.

"The main hall is full of people selected by the Demon Lord himself. How can I have the right to be close to the main hall?"

"You'd better do what you said." Although Ji Li didn't find out who leaked the news to Chang Ying, he found a suspicious fish.

When Ji Li returned to the main hall in the afternoon, the guards and demon servants around had changed again.

As soon as Ji Li entered the main hall, she saw Chang Ying approaching her worriedly and asked, "Master Li, why are you arresting Ya'er?"

"Because she's a bit suspicious." Ji Li answered with tea.

"But it has nothing to do with Ya'er, she didn't tell me anything."

"Now you admit that you have something to hide from me?" Ji Li raised his eyebrows with endless anger in his eyes.

Changying nodded in fear, "Because I promised not to tell anyone."

"Anyone in this includes me?"

"Ah."

The teacup in Ji Li's palm shattered into pieces, his eyes were covered with ice-cold frost, looking at this person who lied to him for others, he couldn't help feeling aching in his heart.

"Then I'll tell you today, Ya'er must die." Anyway, Ji Li found out that Ya'er had suffered from the Soul Devouring Art, so keeping her in the main hall would only be a hidden danger.

"But this matter has nothing to do with Ya'er." Chang Ying didn't understand why Master Li would take his anger out on Ya'er, and lightly grabbed Master Li's sleeve with his fingertips and begged for mercy, "Master Li, can you let Ya'er go?" ?”

Ji Li looked at Changying in front of him indifferently, and couldn't even see what kind of existence he was in her eyes.

She can keep all people and things in her heart, but what about herself?

"Chang Ying, you need to know your identity." Ji Li pulled the sleeves away from her fingers, his face so calm that people couldn't guess his thoughts, "I said Ya'er has problems, she has problems, this is not allowed anyone questioned."

"Master Li, Ya'er..." Before Changying could say anything, Master Li's palm tightly strangled her neck.

Ji Li held back his anger and let go, looking at the man who was about to suffocate, his complexion turned pale and he said tightly: "From today onwards, you are not allowed to step out of the side hall, if you dare to violate it, I will kill you with my own hands!"

From that day on, the main hall of Dongshan was guarded by densely packed guards. Since Huafeng was locked in the dungeon because of Ya'er, she couldn't know the details.

It's just that at the beginning of April, Ji Li suddenly ordered an attack on Taoist Xianmen.

At the beginning, the battle went smoothly, and the Taoists of Xianmen were already torn apart, and soon lost a large area of ​​territory.

Huafeng received a lot of good news every day, and even the seven guardians believed that this battle would be won, but Huafeng had never seen a smile in front of Ji Li.

Logically speaking, if the war between immortals and demons wins, then Ji Li will be the first emperor of the Three Realms. This is not a temptation that ordinary people can resist

But Ji Li seemed to have only one purpose in launching this war from the very beginning.

She seems to be just killing the immortal Taoist.

In midsummer and June, the yang energy in the world was extremely heavy, and the monster soldiers did not dare to go deep, and even the speed of the battle was much slower.

Changying was trapped in the side hall and couldn't get in or out, and she hadn't seen Master Li for several months.

The huge side hall was set up with an enchantment, not only the doors and windows were confinement, even the sunlight could not come in.

The Velvet Grass Demon needs enough sunlight, otherwise it will easily show weakness.

When a ray of light appeared in the dark hall, Ji Li entered with a berry food box.

Changying looked up at the unfamiliar Master Li, she didn't get up and didn't make a sound, she just watched quietly.

Ji Li placed the berry liquid by the table and said, "As long as you figure out what's wrong, I'll let you out."

"I am right."

"You mean I'm wrong?" Ji Li raised his eyebrows and looked at the person sitting in the corner under only dim light, anger gushed out of his heart, and the black mist around him swelled even more.

At that moment, Changying clearly saw the phantom of the heart demon that Lord Li said.

That phantom clings behind Mr. Li, its face is fierce and cold, its scarlet eyes are like