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

"Su Yuan."

The two people here were still arguing, a cold voice came from behind, Su Yuan turned around in doubt, and saw Jun Qinghan standing behind him with a white deer in his hand.

Qi Li also turned his head to look over, Jun Qinghan was Su Yuan's good friend, he naturally had nothing to say, seeing that the two had something to say, he stood up and left without saying a word.

Jun Qinghan squeezed Bai Lu's hand tightly, and walked slowly to Su Yuan.

"Qinghan, it's been 300 years, why are you back? Do you know that Tianjun is looking for you all over the world?"

"I know, I also have something to ask for your help today."

Su Yuan frowned, Jun Qinghan bent down to hold Bai Lu in his arms, and raised his hand to rub Bai Lu's head.

"The only one who can help me in the God Realm now is you, I hope you can help me take care of the white deer, and..."

Su Yuan's puzzled eyes fell on Bai Lu, at least in this God Realm, Tianjun still had to give Qi Li three points of face.

Jun Qinghan raised his hand and sent the white deer to Su Yuan's arms. The white deer seemed to have a premonition, and his small hands tightly grabbed Jun Qinghan's collar.

"Master..." He blinked for a moment, feeling terrified, as if something was about to happen.

Jun Qinghan smiled and raised his hand to rub Bai Lu's head, then turned to look at Su Yuan. Su Yuan hugged Bai Lu and looked at him with complicated eyes.

"Also, if one day I fall, I hope you... help me protect the white deer, and..." He took a deep breath, and it took a long time before he said, "The devil..."

"What do you mean, what do you mean you have fallen, you are not doing well, what happened to make it so serious?"

Su Yuan suddenly grabbed Jun Qinghan's wrist, and met the sadness in his eyes, as if he had noticed something.

"Master, don't you want me?" Bai Lu curled his lips, blinked his eyes, tears soon fell down.

Jun Qinghan lowered his eyes, raised his hand and slowly took Su Yuan's hand away, "If I appear, Tianjun will not embarrass Bailu. Look at him, he is very naughty, don't let him run around."

As he said that, he raised his hand and rubbed the white deer's head. The antlers that were originally injured had grown back for hundreds of years.

"Bailu, Master is not here, don't be naughty, and don't provoke those gods and fairies in the God Realm. Master protected you in the past. From now on, you have to learn to behave yourself."

Bailu still tightly grabbed Jun Qinghan's collar, raised his hand and opened his little hand little by little, Jun Qinghan turned and left.

The white deer struggled to fall from Su Yuan's arms, but when chasing after him, he didn't even touch Jun Qinghan's clothes.

"Master..."

It still screamed with a heart-piercing voice, but Jun Qinghan was no longer in front of him.

Seeing this, it immediately changed its original body and wanted to chase after it, but it was blocked by the barrier in front of it in the next moment. It turned its head and tilted the deer's head to see.

Qi Li stood behind it, raised his hand and grabbed its antlers and pulled it back directly.

Bailu couldn't struggle and fell straight into Su Yuan's arms.

Jun Qinghan just left from the top of Qili Mountain, and was soon besieged by a group of divine soldiers. Tianjun knew his existence the moment he stepped into the God Realm.

Seeing him appear, Tianjun slowly walked out from behind the crowd, his light yellow robe fluttering in the wind, and his feet stepped on the void.

Mofa fluttered behind him, his hair was tied up with a jade crown, and he appeared in front of Jun Qinghan with his hands behind his back.

"Shenjun Qinghan, I haven't seen you in 300 years, where do you want to go in a hurry after you just came back?"

Jun Qinghan stopped in his tracks, his black hair flying up to cover his sight, and he looked at Tianjun in front of him expressionlessly.

The two were friends ten thousand years ago, but they would become enemies ten thousand years later.

"I haven't seen you in 300 years, why don't you come to my hall for a sit down?"

Tianjun raised his hand, and the magic soldier behind him immediately stood up straight, holding his spear tightly.

"Tianjun is trying to do something?" Jun Qinghan's mouth curled into a smile, full of sarcasm.

"Shenjun Qinghan was joking, I have come here specially to invite you."

Jun Qinghan didn't speak, Tianjun walked towards him step by step, and he also took a few steps back to distance himself.

"For the past 300 years, Qinghan Shenjun has been staying in the Demon Race? It seems that the Demon Lord cares about you very much."

Jun Qinghan didn't speak, but moved his hand slightly. Tianjun noticed his movement and immediately raised his hand.

"The demons have killed many of my people from the God Realm in the past 300 years. What is Qinghan Shenjun doing in the demons? Is it collusion with the demons or is there an evil intention?"

Tianjun retreated, and the magic soldiers behind him immediately aimed their spears at him.

"If you follow me obediently, I will naturally not hurt you."

The one who returned to Tianjun was Jun Qinghan's hand seal, and a formation appeared. Seeing that he was about to step into the formation, Tianjun immediately raised his hand when he saw this.

A powerful divine force suddenly struck, and the formation in front of him was immediately shattered. Jun Qinghan took a few steps back, and those divine soldiers immediately surrounded him.

As if he was worried about letting other people in the heaven know about this, he used a barrier to isolate the movement here. Jun Qinghan had just recovered his divine power not long ago.

It is not difficult to resist those magical soldiers, but there is still a Tianjun whose cultivation base is higher than his.

Raising his hand to seal the seal was agitated by divine power, and he repelled the group of people in front of him again. Jun Qinghan took two steps back, but after taking two steps back, he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing behind him.

He turned around and looked over, feeling severe pain in his chest, Tianjun was standing three steps away from him, with seals on his hands, an arrow directly passed through Jun Qinghan's chest.

The arrow was still wrapped in the divine power of the Heavenly Monarch, his heart was damaged, his throat felt a fishy sweetness, and he spit out a big mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth.

Staggering two steps, those divine soldiers slowly surrounded him, and the white robes on his body were soon stained red with blood.

With a pale face and blood on the corner of his mouth, he raised his head with difficulty, and Tianjun stood not far away and looked at him coldly.

There was no trace of emotion in his gaze, and the corners of his lips curled up coolly, "Shenjun Qinghan, I said that if you behaved well, I wouldn't hurt you, so what's the point of making trouble like this?"

Wanting to gather divine power, only then did he realize that his divine power had been sealed. As soon as he gathered his divine power, it immediately collapsed.

The barrier dissipated, as if nothing had happened, Jun Qinghan's heart was damaged, and he was forcibly locked into a side hall not far from the Heavenly Emperor's bedroom.

He staggered twice and fell to the ground suddenly, but Tianjun was not at all prepared to heal his injuries.

Let people seal this place up, and even set up an enchantment personally.

The corner of Jun Qinghan's mouth twitched into a smile, full of sarcasm, it would be a good thing if he died here.

At least it won't be known by others, and it won't be known by Qi Zexi either.

After lying on the ground for a long time, he gradually calmed down a bit, and then he sat up, cross-legged, and adjusted his breath.

Fortunately, Tianjun did not seal his divine power all the time, but suppressed it temporarily.

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Qi Zexi suddenly opened his eyes, only feeling his heart beating violently, he raised his hand to cover his heart, the beating there made him feel flustered.

With a sense of suffocation, he clutched his heart tightly and frowned.

And in front of him is a painting, the person in the painting is staring down at the chess game in front of him, holding a white piece in his hand, his hair is flying, and the flowers are falling all over his shoulders.

Standing up suddenly, I always felt that something bad was about to happen, and the feeling of suffocation in my heart eased for a while before it slowly dissipated.