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

Bai Luzai looked carefully at the little doll in front of him, and the other party looked up at him slightly, and it was even cuter when he smiled.

The pink and tender little face made people want to pinch it, and Bai Lu did exactly that.

"You have been with me for many years, and I haven't asked your name yet."

"Zile." Obviously dissatisfied that Bai Lu didn't remember himself, his face puffed up slightly, looking like an angry puffer fish.

"Like a girl's name." Bailu stood up and looked down at it.

"I haven't chosen a gender yet, and I might be a girl in the future." Zi Le looked rather complacent.

Bailu was speechless, turned his head and glanced at the door, but finally didn't push the door to go in.

The left and right are trivial things, so he just ignores them and bends over to hold Zi Le in his arms.

I just feel that this soft, meatball-like doll is very comfortable to hold in my arms.

"Then do you want to be a girl or a boy?"

When Zi Le heard this, he really started to think about it. He didn't have much concept of men and women.

A small face is also very interesting when thinking seriously, which made Bai Lu couldn't help pinching his face again.

Zi Le patted him away dissatisfied, and frowned, "It hurts..."

The baby's voice fell on Bailu's ears and he felt very cute.

Before, I really didn't notice that the birds who have been staying by my side are so interesting.

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Yuan He has been in a coma since he returned to the God Realm. If he had Su Yuan, he must be kept alive, and Qi Li healed him day and night.

The wound on his body has healed a lot, but his consciousness is not clear, and Qi Li's daily life is like a routine.

He naturally understood why Yuan He should live. If he died in the frontier for no reason, outsiders would not know how to speculate.

Jun Qinghan waited until his body had almost recovered, and then Qi Zexi took him back to the God Realm, but what he didn't expect was that his mountain was destroyed early on.

Now it has recovered as before, as if nothing happened at the beginning.

Although he was surprised, Jun Qinghan could still think of who turned this place into what it is now, so he turned around and took Qi Zexi to see Yuanhe.

The once majestic palace seemed to have become much darker because of Yuan He's serious injury and coma. Many divine soldiers didn't even stop them when they saw them.

Walk unimpeded all the way to the main hall, step into the inner hall, the veil inside is slightly raised, and the figure lying on the bed can be seen in the blur.

When Qi Zexi wanted to come in, Jun Qinghan raised his hand to stop him.

"You go out and wait."

Qi Zexi's face was full of reluctance, but when he met Shangjun Qinghan's eyes, he could only turn and leave unwillingly.

When the door of the main hall was closed, Jun Qinghan walked around the screen to get closer, the breeze lifted the bed veil, Yuan He was pale, and his lips were bloodless lying on the bed.

Jun Qinghan walked slowly to the side of the bed, lifted the bed veil and looked down at Yuanhe.

Even in a coma, his eyebrows were still furrowed, his face full of pain.

Jun Qinghan's eyes were calm, and he sighed softly.

"Yuanhe, your injury has recovered, why have you been unwilling to wake up?"

There was no answer, as if there was only a slight wind blowing, this time when he woke up, his cultivation base was greatly damaged, and he would not pose any threat to others at all.

Now he is more unwilling to wake up as if he is deceiving himself. Is he escaping?

Looking down at his chapped lips, Jun Qinghan went to the side and poured a glass of water to moisten Yuan and his pale lips a little.

Like a whisper, "Sometimes I wonder if I shouldn't have saved you back then, let alone helped you."

Otherwise, how could it become what it is now, Yuan He trembled slightly with his fingertips.

Jun Qinghan didn't notice this, put the cup aside, stood up, his eyes were cold and emotionless.

"You should return the position of Tianjun to Qi Li."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, his figure circled around the screen, and at the same time, Yuan He's eyelids trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

He stared blankly at the bed curtain above his head, and his lips were still stained with water. He opened his mouth to speak, but found that his throat was so dry that he couldn't utter a single syllable.

In the final analysis, no matter what happens in a dream, it is a dream after all. It is impossible for Jun Qinghan to forgive himself for all the things he did before.

Indeed, at the beginning, he was the one who forced him to self-destroy his primordial spirit, and then killed Qi Zexi, making them reincarnate in the mortal world for ten lives, and missed it again and again.

He moved his wrist with difficulty, trying to make himself sit up, but found that it was in vain, and he couldn't use any strength in his body.

As if competing with himself, he propped up his body again and again, and fell down again and again. After several times, he finally gave up lying on the bed.

This feeling of powerlessness is very similar to how I have worked hard to plan for so many years, and finally I have to give up the position of Tianjun.

He laughed softly, with crystal tears rolling down the corners of his eyes.

I always think that after I work hard, I will always be an exception in Jun Qinghan's eyes. If I work hard to climb to the position of Tianjun, no one will say that he deliberately clings to Qinghan Shenjun.

But I didn't want to, I worked hard for a long time, and finally fell into Jun Qinghan's eyes, and I really regretted saving myself in the first place.

Slowly, his laughter became louder and louder, and his hoarse and harsh voice was full of self-mockery.

Jun Qinghan opened the door and walked out. As the palace door closed again, just as he walked out, Qi Zexi walked forward quickly.

He looked Jun Qinghan up and down, and Jun Qinghan raised his hand and rubbed his head.

"Go to see Yuli, I have something to tell him as a teacher."

Thinking of Qi Li, Qi Zexi felt a sigh of relief in his heart. Master helped him get the position of Tianjun in this way, but he just didn't know how to get it.

It was also because of this that now he felt irritated when he thought of Qi Li's attitude back then.

"Master, why bother with his business anymore, let whoever you want to do it today, let's just go back to the Demon Race."

"You think I'm just helping Qi Li?" Jun Qinghan twitched his brows slightly, and looked sideways at Qi Zexi.

Qi Zexi didn't speak, and Jun Qinghan wasn't angry either, "If the Heavenly Lord is changed, the demons won't have to suffer anymore, and they can return to their original place."

Qi Zexi held Jun Qinghan's hand tightly, lowered his eyes slightly to hide his emotions, and it took him a while to hear him speak softly.

"Master always thinks about others, have you thought about yourself?"

Jun Qinghan always seemed to be thinking about the life and death of the demons, the gods, and Qi Zexi's emotions, but he never seemed to think about himself.

Even if it was just selfishness to make him live a more comfortable life, Jun Qinghan squeezed Qi Zexi's palm slightly when he heard this.

"As a teacher, you think for me."

Qi Zexi looked at him in surprise, facing the gentle look in Shangjun Qinghan's eyes, a smile slowly rose from the corner of his lips, and his heart was filled with joy because of these words.