After I left, the devil was distraught

Ember frowned and said in a deep voice, "Wait for me to come back."

Xue Qiong lowered her head and didn't respond, she just stared at a certain place on the floor in a daze.

It wasn't until Ember left and there was no sound outside the bedroom that Xue Qiong slowly raised her head.

Yun Cheng was still kneeling by the bed and sobbing softly, but Xue Qiong no longer had the energy to comfort him.

After thinking about it, he supported the pillar with his uninjured hand and stood up slowly.

"Master!" Seeing this, Yun Cheng wiped away his tears and ran over in a hurry: "Don't get up, tell the servant what you want."

Xueqiong shook her head, walked around Yun Chengyu and walked to the window.

He gently picked up the sleeping devil rabbit in a ball from the desk, and then walked outside staggeringly.

Yun Cheng looked very worried, grabbed a cloak and chased after him anxiously: "Master, where are you going?"

Where else could he go?

He just wanted to find a place without embers.

He just doesn't want to hurt anymore, Xueqiong thought.

It didn't know when outside the house it was snowing, but within a short time, a thin layer had already accumulated on the ground.

Xueqiong subconsciously raised her eyes to look at the sky, and soon regained her senses and continued walking out of the yard.

Yun Cheng hurriedly chased after him and shook off the cloak to cover the young man, anxiously persuading him: "Young master, let's go back, it's too cold outside, and it's snowing so heavily, you're still sick..."

Xue Qiong didn't respond, he just suddenly thought that the magic rabbit might be frozen, so he stopped and carefully wrapped the rabbit in his arms, and covered it tightly with the cloak.

Confirming that the rabbit would not be frozen, he lifted his feet and continued to walk out of the yard.

Although Yun Cheng was impatient, he had no choice but to follow behind silently.

After walking for a while, he also understood that his master wanted to return to Fengming Hall.

Looking at Xue Qiong who was walking in front, Yun Cheng's nasal cavity was sore again, tears blurred his eyes again.

He really couldn't figure it out, the Lord took the young master to see the lights yesterday, and the young master was even more joyful, why did everything suddenly change today?

Xueqiong's body was already weak, and with the addition of the wind and cold, she had no strength for a long time. It was the limit to be able to walk for a while, and soon her eyes were dark and she fell to the ground.

"Master!" Yun Cheng exclaimed instantly when he saw this, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Xue Qiong. Seeing that his face was pale, and he seemed to be about to faint, Yun Cheng became more frightened: "Young master, don't scare the slave." !"

It took Xueqiong a long time to recover, but she didn't have any extra strength, so she could only shake her head weakly, and her heart became more and more at a loss.

Yun Cheng's anxious eyes were red, he forced himself to calm down, wiped away his tears, hugged the rabbit in Xue Qiong's arms with one hand and said firmly: "Master, I will carry you, I know you want to go back to Fengming Palace."

After saying that, Yun Cheng strenuously carried Xue Qiong on his back, hugged the rabbit and staggered towards the direction of Fengming Hall.

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When Ember returned to the Shura Hall again, there was already no one in the bedroom.

In fact, his bedroom had always been empty before, but the empty bedroom now made him frowned subconsciously.

"Suoyue." Ember called out coldly.

The next moment, a black shadow appeared in the room instantly.

Shuoyue is the secret guard in charge of guarding the Asura Hall, and usually hides in the dark so that no outsiders will notice.

Shuo Yue stood still behind Ember, and said respectfully, "I have seen you, Your Majesty."

"Where's the queen?" Ember asked displeased.

"Back to your majesty, the Demon Empress left the Asura Hall at the end of the day, and then returned to the Fengming Hall." Shuo Yue replied respectfully.

After learning about Xueqiong's whereabouts, Ember waved her hand to signal Shuoyue to leave.

After thinking for a while, he still went to Fengming Hall with a little anger.

As soon as he entered the Fengming Palace, what Ember saw was the young man hugging the rabbit pitifully huddled in the corner of the bed, most of his anger dissipated in an instant.

After a pause, he sat down by the bed, and asked lightly, "I told you to wait for me in the Asura Hall, why did you come back here privately?"

Xue Qiong kept her head lowered, but when she heard Ember's voice, she suddenly seemed frightened, and started to shrink into the corner while protecting the rabbit in her arms.

Ember frowned, and stretched out her hand to pull him out.The boy's reaction became more intense in an instant, and he suddenly struggled to escape under the bed.

Under Xue Qiong's desperate struggle, the gauze between his wrists quickly fell off, the wound opened, and blood flowed down the arm onto the couch.

"Enough!" Ember's eyes were stung by the glaring bright red, and he ruthlessly pressed the boy on the couch, his voice hoarse: "You're bleeding!"

Xueqiong seemed to be unable to hear, and was still struggling desperately.

Ember frowned, and roared again fiercely: "Don't forget, there are thirty thousand captives of the demon tribe in Fumoya. If you shed another drop of blood, I will order a hundred demons to be slaughtered! Slaughter them all!" until!"

This time, the boy seemed to have listened, and he really stopped his movements and didn't struggle anymore.

When Yun Cheng went to boil a basin of water, what he saw when he returned to the dormitory was the scene where the demon king was angry and his master was pinned on the bed.

With a bang, the copper basin filled with hot water fell to the ground instantly.

Yun Cheng rushed to the side of the bed regardless of fear, knelt on the ground and pulled the hem of Ember's clothes, desperately begging: "Your Majesty, please let him go, don't torture him anymore, he didn't mean to provoke His Majesty's anger, Young Master, he has burned himself out..."

Ember froze when he heard the words, he quickly reached out and touched the young man's forehead, but his heart trembled.

He anxiously yelled at Yun Cheng: "Why don't you hurry up and get the magic doctor?"

Yun Cheng was stunned by the yelling, and then ran out of Fengming Palace like crazy.

In the dormitory, Yu Jin turned Xue Qiong over lightly, only to find that the young man had already shed tears all over his face.

That's right, if it wasn't for being sick and confused, how could a person who is always gentle on weekdays struggle so desperately.

Why didn't he notice it?

Seeing the pitiful appearance of the young man still choking with tears, an imperceptible trace of remorse flashed in Ember's eyes.

He sighed, subconsciously said in a soft voice: "Don't move around, I just don't kill those captives."

Xueqiong closed her eyes and was still sobbing, but she nodded obediently.

Ember heaved a sigh of relief, worried about the wound that was still bleeding, but did not dare to move easily.

After all, monsters are not of the same kind, and he has already seen that Xue Qiong is not practicing ordinary magic. Xue Qiong's spiritual power is so pure, if he rashly uses magic energy to treat it, it will only backfire.

After a while, there were footsteps outside the door.

Ember looked up instantly, and urged in a cold voice, "Hurry up and come here for diagnosis and treatment."

"Yes, yes." The magic doctor came in panting, stepped forward and began to check without daring to stop for a moment.

Under Ember's horrifying gaze, the magic doctor hardly dared to vent his breath, and quickly finished his diagnosis and said, "Return to Your Highness, Your Highness the Demon Empress, this is due to her weak body and the cold that caused her fever."

"I know that he has a fever, so I asked you to cure him. Believe it or not, I cut your tongue." Ember looked straight into the magic doctor's eyes, and continued with a voice like ice. Said: "Didn't you see that his arm was bleeding? What are you doing?"

The magic doctor trembled in fright, and hastily avoided the murderous sight.

He silently said sorry countless times in his heart, and with guilt, he carefully dug out the elixir that had been treasured for many years from the medicine box, crushed it and applied it on the terrible wound finely.

After the faint light flashed, the deep wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What is this?" Ember asked in a deep voice, her eyes flickering.

The magic doctor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and stammered his answer: "Yes, it is a elixir made from a celestial grass that the old minister obtained by chance many years ago."

"Is there any more?" Ember asked coldly.

Under the cannibalistic eyes of his demon king, the demon doctor bit the bullet and answered cautiously: "No, no."

Ember instantly lowered her eyes, obviously very displeased: "Your medical skills are too shallow, if you can't cure Qing Yao, you can't cure Queen Mo, so what's the use of keeping you?"

The magic doctor was so frightened that the two Zhan Zhan fell to their knees, and desperately promised: "Your Majesty, this old minister, after returning home, the old minister will spend all day and night forgetting to eat and sleep to develop new medicines, and will definitely produce medicines that can help His Royal Highness the Demon Queen heal his wounds." Wonder medicine."

Hearing this, Ember finally moved her sharp phoenix eyes away, but said coldly: "It's best."

"Yes, yes, yes!" The magic doctor swallowed, stammering and reassuring.

He left the medicine for dispelling wind and cold and reducing fever, and after getting Ember's approval, he fled Fengming Palace without looking back.