After I left, the devil was distraught

Ember's eyes were scarlet, and her actions were violent and violent.

"...uh...let go...embers..." Xueqiong was unable to escape the shackles and almost collapsed, and those bad memories from the past also came one after another. Tears quickly flooded his eyes.

In a panic, Xueqiong groped out from under the pillow to find out the broken pieces of porcelain that she had hidden yesterday, and plunged into Ember's chest fiercely with red eyes.

The tiles were sharp, not only the embers were stabbed, but his own hands were also cut and dripping with blood.

"Hmph..." Ember snorted, the bottom of her eyes finally regained clarity, and she also realized what she had done.

Facing the boy's eyes full of fear, he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time, "Xueqiong..."

The young man's face was as pale as paper, and the hand holding the tile was still trembling slightly, and blood kept slipping down his palm into the cuff.

At this moment, Ember's heart was filled with panic, he reached out his hand to touch the young man's pale cheek, but the fear in Xue Qiong's eyes suddenly became worse.

Seeing this, his hand immediately froze in place, not daring to touch it again.

After opening and closing his lips for a long time, Ember finally found his voice, and he said tremblingly: "...I'm sorry...I'm sorry Qiong'er...I didn't mean to hurt you of......"

Xue Qiong didn't seem to have heard of it, just looked at the man's chest with blood gushing out in a daze.

After a long time, the bottom of his eyes trembled, and he pulled out the porcelain piece cruelly.

"Hmm..." Ember couldn't help crying out in pain, but at this moment he completely ignored his own injury, he saw the injury on the young man's hand.

Trembling, he opened Xue Qiong's hand that was tightly holding the tile, and carefully dug out the deep, sharp tile in his palm and threw it on the ground.

Seeing the bleeding from the boy's palm, Ember felt as if his heart had been pierced ruthlessly by a sharp knife, and his heart ached extremely.

"I'm sorry Qiong'er, I'm sorry, I, I'll find medicine to help you wrap your wound! Don't be afraid!" Ember hurriedly got off the bed, hurriedly dug out the wound medicine from the cabinet, put it on the young man's palm awkwardly, and found a clean Wrap the handkerchief.

After finishing all this, he carefully hugged the young man into his arms: "Qioner, don't be afraid, never again, I won't be like that again..."

Xueqiong never raised her head, but couldn't help but let out a small whimper when she pulled out the tile.

He stared at the wound on Ember's chest that was still bleeding, and felt his nasal cavity was sore, and his eyes turned red.

Unable to restrain himself, he reached out his hand to seal the bleeding wound on the man's chest.

The boy's tears fell drop by drop from the corners of his eyes, but they hit Ember's heart one after another, making his heart ache very much.

How could he not know that Xueqiong was sad because she hurt him.

His Xueqiong can't even hate people.

But the more this happened, the more his heart ached and the more he blamed himself.

Ember sealed the acupuncture point casually to stop the bleeding, and patted the young man's back with a trembling voice to comfort him: "Qiong'er, don't cry, I'm fine, look, the bleeding is gone, I don't hurt at all..."

Xueqiong's eyes were absent for a long time, and when she regained her senses, she began to pull her clothes hard to cover the mottled bruises on her body.

Ember looked more and more flustered, and hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover him.

Seeing the young man losing his anger at this moment, Ember wanted to kill herself, so she raised her hand and slapped herself hard.

The next moment, his red eyes melted into a dagger and stuffed it into the boy's hand, his voice hoarse: "Qione, I'm just a beast, it's not worth your pity for me."

"Hold it, just like you did just now! Or you can stab a little deeper, and when I die...no one will hurt you, and you will be...free... ..."

"Xiang, you are really crazy..." Xueqiong said in a hoarse voice with red eyes.

After saying that, the young man threw away the dagger, struggled out of the man's embrace, and silently faced the wall and curled himself into a ball, making a defensive gesture.

----

Time flies is two months.

During the two months, Xueqiong's favorite thing to do was to lie on the beauty bed and look out the window.

The ice and snow gradually melted, and a few buds sprouted from the dead branches, but he was getting thinner and taciturn.

Nanxi felt uncomfortable, and always tried to tell some jokes to make him happy, but Xueqiong always responded with a smile with difficulty.

But he didn't know that this smile seemed more heartbreaking than crying.

Whenever embers appeared, he avoided them silently.

Since that day, he never said a word to Ember, nor did he say that he wanted to leave.

He seemed to have compromised, but in his heart he never gave up his intention to leave.

In fact, Xueqiong has been planning and waiting for an opportunity.

He can break the restraint on his body, but he knows that he can't escape the magic palace by himself, so he has to find someone to help.

But now the only one who can help him is Yu Heng.

----

On the fifth day of February, the Magic Palace held a palace banquet as usual.

In order to prevent Yu Heng and Xue Qiong from meeting each other, Yu Jin did not allow Xue Qiong to attend the palace banquet.

But he didn't know that it was because of this that Xue Qiong had the chance to leave.

In the Asura Hall, Ember hugged the boy as usual and talked softly, as if she didn't care whether Xue Qiong responded or not.

It wasn't until Shuo Yue came to remind him that the palace banquet was approaching, that he reluctantly let go of the boy, and gave Nan Xi some instructions before leaving.

Watching Ember leave without hearing any footsteps at all, Xue Qiong regained some clarity in her eyes, knocked on the head of the bed and summoned Nanxi.

Whether he can succeed now depends on whether Nanxi is willing to help him.

Nanxi was not far away. Hearing the voice, he quickly walked over and said in a respectful whisper, "Your Highness, do you want to drink water?"

"I'm not thirsty." Xue Qiong looked at Nanxi's pure eyes that could be seen through at a glance, and said softly, "Nanxi, would you help me?"

Nan Xi couldn't help being stunned when he heard the words. Although he was innocent, he also knew that it was not a simple matter for the Queen to ask him to help.

After thinking about it, he was a little nervous and asked in a low voice: "Your Highness...what do you want the servant to do?"

Xue Qiong looked directly into his eyes, and said slowly but firmly: "Don't worry, I will not lie to you, nor will I make things difficult for you."

"I would like to ask you to help me send a message to King Heng. I want to leave the magic palace. If you are willing to help, I thank you. If you are unwilling...I will not blame you. You have the right to do it this time thing."

Hearing this, Nanxi instantly remembered the terrifying appearance of the Demon Lord when he was angry, and he subconsciously squeezed his palms tightly.

He has always been honest and has never done anything out of line, so naturally he doesn't dare now.

But when he raised his head to meet the haggard appearance after being enchanted, Nanxi couldn't say no to him no matter what.

He still remembers the scene when he saw the Demon Queen for the first time, when he was not what he is now at all.

Nanxi swallowed nervously, finally nodded and said firmly: "Your Highness, I will help you."

Hearing this, Xue Qiong breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the desk with Nanxi's support and wrote a note.

"Go to find Yu Heng's guard, An Yue, outside the Hall of Soul Devourer. He is dressed in black and has red hair, so he should be recognizable. Remember, keep quiet and avoid Shuo Yue." Xue Qiong warned carefully.

"Yes, don't worry, Your Highness." Nanxi nodded seriously, and carefully left the Asura Hall with a note.

Watching Nanxi leave, Xueqiong found out the formation-breaking talisman that she had hidden early in the morning.

Nan Xi moved carefully but quickly, and soon arrived at the Soul Eater Hall, and successfully saw An Yue outside the gate of the hall, thinking that as long as Shuo Yue's guards were not around, everything would be fine.

It's just that Tian didn't get what he wanted, but Shuoyue was also guarding the other side of the door at this time.

Nanxi encountered a difficult situation, hesitated for a moment between intervening and not intervening, and finally made up his mind to run to a dark place and cast a spell to turn into a puppet that could only last for a moment.

In fact, his magic skills are not weak, but he has always been timid and honest, and others have never noticed his cultivation.

Swallowing nervously, Nanxi hid behind a tree and controlled the puppet to jump over the high wall not far away, and deliberately made noise.

Shuo Yue was really attracted, frowning, she jumped up and chased after her.

Time was running out, Nanxi didn't have time to hesitate, she rushed to An Yue in a hurry, put the note into An Yue's hand and said in a hurry: "Guard of An Yue, Your Highness, the Demon Queen, please send a message to Prince Heng, please help .”

There was a faint sound in the distance, probably because the puppet was invalid and Shuoyue was coming back, Nanxi didn't care to say anything, took a deep look at Anyue and left in a hurry.

I prayed silently in my heart, An Yue must help.

Although An Yue was a little hesitant, but after the matter was about the devil, he also remembered that his lord had been thinking about that person all the time, so he finally stepped into the hall lightly and handed the note to Yu Heng.

Yu Heng took the note, glanced at it casually, but froze in place for an instant.

【Yu Heng, come quickly to Shura Palace and help me leave the Demon Palace—Xueqiong. 】

A trace of surprise flashed in Yu Heng's eyes, and he quickly took another sip of his wine to suppress the turbulent emotions.

After sitting for a while pretending nothing happened, Yu Heng got up and walked out of the Hall of Soul Devourer.

On the high platform, Ember frowned slightly, but didn't think much about it.

Over the years, Yu Heng's temperament has become more and more wanton, and Ember doesn't want to control him.

As soon as he left the hall, Yu Heng's face instantly became serious, and he turned around and disappeared in place.

The next moment, Yu Heng appeared outside the Asura Hall, and also saw the boy whom he hadn't seen in 300 years.

The boy stood not far away wearing a black cloak, as touching as when he first saw him.

In fact, Yu Heng already knew that Xue Qiong was brought back to the Demon Realm by Ember after her resurrection, and tried to meet him, but at that time Xue Qiong turned a blind eye to him, so he thought that Xue Qiong was deliberately avoiding him. Now that he thinks about it, there must be something in it Strange.

"Xueqiong... are you alright?" Yu Heng walked over quickly, with complicated eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice through the barrier.

Xueqiong shook the head of Yiqiao, and hurriedly said: "I'm fine, let's leave the magic palace first, I'm worried that Ember will find out."

"But I won't be able to break through the barrier for a while, I'm afraid I'll alarm him." Yu Heng frowned slightly involuntarily.

"I can break it." Xue Qiong resolutely took out the breaking talisman from her sleeve and touched the barrier lightly, and the barrier disappeared suddenly.

Seeing that Xueqiong's temperament is not as submissive as before, Yu Heng couldn't help but was stunned, quite surprised in his heart.

But he quickly came back to his senses, and quickly took the boy out of the magic palace.

At the same time, in the Soul Devouring Hall, Ember noticed that the barrier had been broken, and Ember frowned instantly, before disappearing into the hall in an instant.