Wearing a book, the paranoid devil is crying in my arms

Startled by him, Jun Qinghan froze for a moment, his nose was filled with the strong smell of alcohol, and Bailu's immature voice sounded in his ears.

"It's not easy for anyone. I heard that he hasn't had a good rest for several years, and there is no one around him to help him. Tianjun has been putting pressure on him. I see him these days and he always likes to drink with his arms."

All the things that were originally placed on the ice bed were swept to the ground, and Qi Zexi stared straight at Jun Qinghan with a pair of red eyes.

He smelled of alcohol, but seemed very sober.

His kiss was very strong, and he raised his hand to hug him tightly, Jun Qinghan frowned and raised his hand to push him away.

Qi Zexi suddenly let go of him, hugged him quietly in his arms, and buried his head on his neck.

The hot and humid breath sprayed on the skin, making Jun Qinghan stiff in place, and it took him a while to realize that there were slightly cool drops of water falling on the skin.

He originally wanted to push Qi Zexi's hand away and stopped on the spot.

"Sorry, Qinghan."

He seemed to be suppressing great sadness, and his voice was slightly choked and hoarse.

Jun Qinghan froze in place, his hands were stiff in place, Qi Zexi was still holding him in his arms, his heart seemed to be pinched.

That kind of stuffy feeling is very uncomfortable.

Qi Zexi cried, which he didn't expect, and buried his head in the crook of his neck.

This time he was really drunk. In the past, even though he was sad, he never cried.

Stiff in place for a while, I don't know how long it took before Jun Qinghan slowly raised his hand and patted him on the back stiffly.

As if coaxing the white deer usually, speaking carefully, Qi Zexi is not very old, [-] years younger than him.

After a while, it seemed that his mood had eased a little, Qi Zexi stood up slowly, looked at him with a pair of red eyes, and squatted down in front of Jun Qinghan.

"Qinghan, don't leave, okay?"

There was pleading in his eyes, and Jun Qinghan met those eyes with no expression on his face and did not speak.

The smell of alcohol on Qi Zexi's body was very strong, and it was conceivable that his consciousness should not be sober at this time.

It was a good word, but he swallowed it back.

Qi Zexi waited for a long time, staring at him, his eyes twinkling with anticipation.

Jun Qinghan pursed his lips. Gradually, he felt very ironic, and his eyes became lonely. He stood up slowly, and his eyes fell on those things on the ground.

Some of these things were made by Jun Qinghan, and some were made by him, all for Bailu.

Qi Zexi stood up and wanted to leave, but stopped when he turned around, with his back to Jun Qinghan, wondering what he was thinking.

After a while, he suddenly turned around and walked in front of Jun Qinghan again, raising his hand a few times, obviously now he has no supernatural power, he just needs to be tougher.

As long as he is tougher, Jun Qinghan will already belong to him.

Consciousness was chaotic, he hesitated a few times, and finally restrained himself, turned and left.

When the people left, Jun Qinghan lowered his eyes and glanced at the carved wood that fell on the ground.

He bent down to pick it up, the iron chain made a clanging sound, and carefully swept the dust off it.

The thin lips were pursed tightly, looking at the rough carving marks on the deer.

"It's rare to use a sword to carve things."

With a helpless chuckle, Jun Qinghan hesitated for a moment and still put the deer in his sleeve.

Picking up the other gadgets one by one and putting them on the ice bed, when the white deer came back, he opened his mouth with a smile.

"Master, did you know that the Demon Lord killed a few more offenders today, and those people were so courageous that they insulted him face to face."

Jun Qinghan rubbed his head and said nothing, Bai Lu glanced at the toy on the bed of ice, looked for it and found that the ugly carved deer was gone.

"Master, where's that ugly wooden sculpture?"

When Jun Qinghan heard this, he slightly retracted his cuffs.

"I don't know, maybe it was lost."

Bailu tilted his head, but he didn't care too much, it was ugly anyway.

"Tianjun heard that he is still sending people to look for the master. The Demon Lord has caught a few more heavenly eyeliners in the Demon Race. This time he didn't kill him."

"Also, I haven't seen Wen Yan for a long time, and I heard that he went down to earth to survive the calamity."

"Master, I just saw the Demon Lord leave here, did you quarrel?"

Jun Qinghan was absent-minded for a moment, then raised his lips and smiled, rubbing Bailu's head.

"No……"

Bailu blinked his eyes, heard what he said and didn't ask any more questions, and continued to tell him about the things in the sky, Jun Qinghan slightly rubbed the wood carving in his sleeve with his fingers.

With complicated emotions, what Bai Lu said was just a perfunctory response.

It seems that the cool tear stains can still be felt in the neck fossa.

Now he can't figure out what he's thinking. In the past 100 years, Qi Zexi hasn't gotten close to him. When he taught Bai Lu to practice, Qi Zexi was watching.

For so many years, he didn't take the initiative to approach, and he didn't ask too many questions. The two tacitly kept a distance.

However, what happened just now completely disturbed his mind.

Raising his hand to touch his lips, it felt as if the smell of alcohol was still there.

"Master?" Seeing that he lost his mind, Bai Lu called again.

Jun Qinghan froze for a moment, then turned his head to look at him, Bai Lu blinked his eyes, full of puzzlement.

"Master, why are your ears red?"

Jun Qinghan: "..." He raised his hand to touch it, and found that the tips of his ears were really hot.

He coughed lightly, "How is your cultivation now?"

Bailu blinked his eyes, and his eyes fell on the God Lock Chain on Jun Qinghan's wrist.

"With my current divine power, I still can't open the God-locking chain."

Jun Qinghan moved his wrist, and the iron chain made a jingling sound.

Yes, after a long time, he almost got used to this situation, shook his head and didn't speak again.

Ever since Qi Zexi got drunk once, they seemed to have returned to their previous state.

Things in the Demon Realm finally gradually stabilized, and Jun Qinghan wondered many times why Tianjun wanted to arrest him and punish him severely, and kept saying that he would be expelled from the God Realm.

After Bailu took so long, there are intermittent information collected for more than a hundred years.

He could roughly know that when Tianjun wanted to catch him, he probably thought that his role was greater than that of Bailu.

He guessed where Qi Zexi's weakness was.

Jun Qinghan lowered his eyes, so...

He would become Qi Zexi's burden, he knew this early on, Qi Zexi is now in charge of the demon world.

If Tianjun catches him and threatens him, it will be even more troublesome at that time. If this is the case, it is better to let him stop thinking completely.

Once there is a weakness, it is a huge threat.

Originally, Qi Zexi thought that the two of them would still get along like this, even if it was only a hundred years later.

A hundred years passed quickly, and the time they spent talking was only a handful, and Jun Qinghan became more and more alienated from him.

Jun Qinghan has long been used to being locked up in this place. After more than 200 years, he never said a word to let him go.

Bailu's cultivation speed is very fast, and there is only one thing he does every day, which is to smash the chain of lock.