After Hongjun became holy, I ran with the ball

After entering the gate of Zixiao Palace, Kong Xuan couldn't bear it anymore, and asked childishly: "There is an ugly thing, you can't take your eyes away after just looking at it, how can you bear it?! Why don't you Hit him?!"

Hongjun turned to look at him, seemingly surprised: "Which one?"

"That big bird that smells like fish!"

Hongjun immediately understood, Kunpeng.

Kong Xuan was very angry: "Does he have no idea what he looks like? He still wants to eat swan meat!" Kong Xuan has always liked good-looking things, but he has no malice towards bad-looking ones, so he just doesn't look at them. It's just, it's rare to see him hate such a person so much.

Sure enough, he is still a good cub who knows how to repay his kindness. It is not in vain that Huaizhen has raised him for so long.

Hongjun didn't take Kunpeng seriously. Even though he learned from the past life mirror that he had insulted and abused Huaizhen, he still didn't know what happened in the past life mirror. I don't even bother to ask for guilt.

What's more, such a small person, how can he be worried about him?

Therefore, Hongjun passed by today, and Hongjun didn't recognize that one of the demon commanders behind Dijun and Taiyi was Kunpeng.

However, hearing Kong Xuanyi curse angrily, Hongjun suddenly had some strange thoughts and felt very uncomfortable.

He is unhappy, and the person who makes him unhappy is even less likely to be happy.

Hongjun couldn't wait to do something, his heart was extremely restless, and his aura began to leak out faintly.

Huai Zhen suddenly reached out and took his hand.

Hongjun immediately turned his head and lowered his eyes to look at the couch, but Huaizhen didn't make any other movements.Only then did he realize that it was just a subconscious movement, Huaizhen was still asleep and had no intention of waking up.

But even so, at this moment, he calmed down, looked at the weak and boneless little hand in his palm, gently shook it back, and then sat down on the edge of the couch.

After Kong Xuan cursed a few words, seeing that he was silent, he asked again: "Do you think that the things in the previous life mirror will never happen again, so you don't take it seriously?"

Hongjun was silent for a moment, but asked, "What do you think is the situation?"

Gods and beasts have natural intuitions, especially for the future and destiny of themselves and those close to them, and their hunches and intuitions will basically not deviate too much.

This is also the reason why Hongjun didn't obstruct Kong Xuan from following.Now, except for these few people in Zixiao Palace, he doesn't believe in anyone, even Sanqing and Three-legged Jinwu.

Because, he still doesn't know who is the main reason for making certain things out of control.

Although he knew Huaizhen's life as a tool early in the morning, but after seeing the plots in the mirror of past and present lives, he couldn't help feeling suspicious.

Because Kunpeng has never been the protagonist who decides any major event in Honghuang, nor can it affect any important trend. It is indeed more important than Huai's real existence, and he is also a big Luo Jinxian anyway.But is this intersection between the two just to add a little richer life experience to the tool man, so that it doesn't look so deliberate?

Kong Xuan stood on the table, walking back and forth anxiously, and stopped for a while when he heard Hongjun's words, and replied: "I thought it was a magic weapon for warning, but when the picture suddenly disappeared , I also feel that, as if some kind of taboo has been touched, it will be forcibly closed and not allowed to watch."

What he said was very serious, but the one who said it was a cub who had been hatched for less than two months, with a milky and waxy voice, as if he was a child imitating an adult.

Hongjun didn't have the heart to think about these things, and fell silent after hearing his words.

Kong Xuan asked again: "Who is that person who appeared at the end? Why do I feel familiar? Does he have anything to do with Zhenzhen?"

Hongjun shook his head: "I don't know what the relationship is. The aura of the past life mirror seems to be exhausted, and it can't be opened for a second time in a short time."

Kong Xuan was thoughtful, and asked again: "So, who is that person? I really asked you, why did you avoid answering? You must know him, right? And he is very familiar!"

What Kong Xuan said was very certain, but Hongjun still didn't say anything. He just touched his small body, then bent his fingers and flicked the feathers on his head. After receiving Kong Xuan's angry eyes, he withdrew his hand , said casually: "When you grow up a bit, you will know."

"Yes, my enemy?" Kong Xuanruo felt it, and his voice became low all of a sudden.

If it's an enemy, it must be the person who killed his mother, but even someone as powerful as his mother was defeated by his schemes, can he really seek justice for his mother?

——Kong Xuan can actually perceive something. The most obvious point is that the inheritance and power derived from his blood are much weaker than that of his mother, even though he was only taken by Hongjun when he was not yet born. I met my mother once.

But at that time, he already had consciousness. Although he was vague and couldn't remember clearly, when he received the fan from Hongjun a few days ago, Kong Xuan was very sure.

Hongjun said: "Don't think too much, you are not the only one who has hatred against him."

Kong Xuan wanted to ask something else, but at this time Huaizhen turned over suddenly, he was so frightened that he immediately shut up, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

However, Huaizhen just changed his position and still slept soundly.

Kong Xuan had a false alarm and breathed a sigh of relief: "People who can sleep like this every day are really happy."

Hongjun: "Did I hold your head down to prevent you from sleeping?"

Kong Xuan was at a loss for words, and then retorted: "I mean I can't sleep! I don't consume spiritual energy, so how could I just fall asleep?"

Hongjun obviously didn't want to argue with him on this topic, so he turned around and sat on the side of the bed, touched Huaizhen's face, and then gently put his hand on her belly, feeling the enthusiastic and lively movement of the little life, the corners of his lips could not stop up.

Huai Zhen was fast asleep, but the little cub in her belly was very energetic.

Huaizhen was lying on the couch, wearing only a light single dress, which was wrapped around her body obediently, her round belly was very obvious.When the little cub is lively, his little hands and feet will push his belly up a little bit.

At this time, Hongjun would stretch out his hand to cover it, and input the aura into the little cub's body, and then exchanged for more enthusiastic small movements.Once the child is too active, Huai Zhen won't be able to sleep.

It is impossible for anyone to sleep peacefully when the stomach is turned upside down, right?

Hongjun patted the finger-like part that Xiao Zai Zai poked over, and sent him a message with his spiritual sense: "Wait a little longer, I will play with you when mother wakes up, okay?"

The child actually understood it, and the playful movements became smaller all of a sudden.

Kong Xuan gave a "wow" in amazement: "It's still in the stomach, can you understand what we mean?"

According to Kong Xuan's understanding, when he was in his mother's womb, he was still an egg.The thick eggshell protects his life, and of course it also plays a great role in isolating him. Everything outside is blurred to him, not to mention it is separated from his mother's belly.

Hongjun didn't care too much, it's fine anyway, since they are both his and Huaizhen's children, that's enough.

Because of this big and small, Hongjun soon forgot about Kunpeng again, how could ants be worth his attention?

However, that night, Kunpeng was sitting in his main hall, his mind was messy and restless, but he had nowhere to rest.From time to time, that languid face of heavenly beauty and national beauty flashed in my mind, which was closely connected with a certain desire deep in my heart, and could not be separated.

On the way back, he had already pretended to be curious, asked the people around him, and learned that it was the saint's Taoist companion, a girl from the mermaid tribe.It was also Mrs. Huaizhen who had been talking about it among the maids and guards in the Demon Emperor's Palace during this period of time.

This is not the first time I heard the name Kunpeng. When Huaizhen was mentioned, the maids could not hide their envy and jealousy, and the men of the guards always yearned for her beauty with coveted faces.

Originally Kunpeng dismissed it, what kind of beauties on the Great Desolate Continent had he never seen?Right now, in his bedroom, there are more than a dozen beautiful concubines, from different races, each with their own styles.

When the Demon Emperor got married, the Demon Empress also brought over dozens of beauties from the mermaid clan. He could have the cheek to ask for one, but Kunpeng's cultivation level towards this kind of icy coldness was so low that he couldn't look directly at it. The race that seems to have no future is not interested, so it doesn't matter.

But now, it's completely different.

Even though it was the first time seeing him, Kunpeng felt for no reason that it should belong to him.As soon as this idea appeared, he was startled, and immediately pretended to be nonchalant, forcing himself to get rid of this idea from his mind.But, it didn't work.

After returning from Zixiao Palace, Kunpeng sat in his usual place of meditation for a while, but couldn't calm down, then stood up again, walked to the yard, paced, feeling even more irritable.The thought of wanting to see Huaizhen again, like maggots attached to his bones, even if he found ten thousand reasons to convince himself that it was impossible, the thought became more profound.

Kunpeng's face was gloomy. After trying various methods, but still unable to calm down, he walked out of the side hall where he lived and walked towards the demon court.

Several night maids were whispering.

"Huai is really pregnant, have you heard?"

"Really?! Is the child a saint's?"

"Who knows? With such poor aptitude, even a saint might not be willing to let her have children, right?"

Speaking of this, several people showed contempt and relaxed expressions, as if as long as they believed so, the fact would be so.

They didn't have a good relationship with Huaizhen. When they were in the clan, Huaizhen was very withdrawn and had few friends.

Later, as she grew up and her appearance became more and more outstanding, more and more people showed her courtesies. These girls of the same age looked at her with some malice, which made Huaizhen even more withdrawn. Squatting at home until moldy, I don't want to go out and gossip with them.

Hearing Huaizhen's name, Kunpeng stopped immediately, found an inconspicuous corner immediately, hid himself, and continued to listen to the gossip of the girls.

"Did she really stay with the saint during the 20 years she left?"

"It's not necessarily true. She has always been used to hiding, and it was the same when she was in the clan. Ordinary people can't find her. It is possible to change a few places." When I said this, I brought five points of viciousness.

The others didn't care, and continued to ramble on about some baseless guesses.

"However, I heard that Huaizhen and the saint have already made a contract, so I am a little disillusioned with the saint."

"Men are all the same, who doesn't like a good-looking one?"

"That's right, look at His Majesty the Demon Emperor, did he marry our Eldest Princess? His Highness Xihe is beautiful, well-cultivated, and of noble background, but what have you gained after so much trouble?"

In the dead of night, there was no one in the hall, and these little girls spoke without any scruples.

However, speaking of this, someone remembered another thing.

"Back then, when the eldest princess brought Huaizhen to the demon court as a dowry, it must be because she wanted her to be favored by some demon commander?"

"Shouldn't that be the case? Of those who were with Huaizhen, two of them have become concubines of Yaoshuai, right? Although they are not Da Luo Jinxian, they are stronger than our patriarch. Good luck..."

Kunpeng's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if a ray of dawn suddenly appeared in front of him—it was indeed supposed to belong to him, and what he thought in his heart was not wishful thinking.If on the day of the Demon Emperor's wedding, he was in the team of dowry maids, if he took a second look——

With such thoughts in mind, Kunpeng's heart beat like thunder, and he became happy all of a sudden. What "work hard and look up to the Eastern Emperor", "strive to become a saint's disciple", "become the leader of the demon court under the two people above ten thousand people" The Demon Commander"...all of it was left behind, and his heart and eyes were full of it, he wanted to get back what belonged to him.

Otherwise, what is the purpose of all these years of hard work?

On the Great Desolate Continent, the strong are respected, and it has never been judged not only by strength, but also by means and ability.If you can't even get what you want, and what originally belonged to you is taken away, then even if you become a Da Luo Jinxian, what's the point?

Oh, by the way, Huai is really a mermaid, right?Then let's start with the Demon Queen. That woman thought she was covering up very well, but she didn't know that the light called "calculation" in her eyes was almost blinding people's eyes, that is, His Majesty the Demon Emperor. His Majesty He Donghuang had great ambitions and never set his eyes on these weak women, so he couldn't see clearly.

However, communication is only possible when there is an idea and a purpose. What he fears most are people who have no desires or desires.As Kunpeng thought about it, Huaizhen's face suddenly appeared in his mind again, as if she always looked at others indifferently and indifferently.

But it doesn't matter, as long as she can come to him, all of this will not be a problem.

Kunpeng walked in a hurry, full of unprecedented hope in his heart, so he didn't notice that after his thought appeared, a faint black air suddenly appeared on his neck.

At the same time, in Zixiao Palace, Hongjun suddenly raised his head with a cold expression.

Kong Xuan, who was lying on the edge of Huaizhen's pillow, was in a drowsy sleep, and suddenly opened his eyes, a feeling of palpitations suddenly passed over his heart.

Hongjun gave him a rare comfort: "It's okay, you can continue to sleep, it's just a piece of soul."

Kong Xuan seemed to understand but half understood: "Is it that enemy?"

"Yeah." Hongjun patted his little head, "Go to sleep, I'm here."

How can Kong Xuan still sleep?Standing up and taking two steps on the pillow, he suddenly realized that Huaizhen was still sleeping, so he flew to the table beside him, and continued to walk up and down, feeling a little restless.

"Tell me, what kind of character is that?"

Before Kong Xuan was hatched, he was with his mother for hundreds of years. He vaguely remembered that his mother had mentioned this person.

Maybe it was too lonely at that time, or maybe it was because she was not reconciled, and her mother babbled a lot to him, basically about this person, in a resentful but powerless tone.Therefore, Kong Xuan always remembered that he had a very powerful enemy.

But that memory was too vague. At that time, he was still inside the eggshell, and his perception of the outside world was not clear. Only his mother's anger and unwillingness were still fresh in his memory.

Hong Junquan pretended not to hear, bent his fingers and flicked the feathers on his head: "Sleep, or go to practice hard."

Boss Kong Xuan didn't want to, but Hongjun refused to say anything, so he couldn't figure it out, so he flew back to Huaizhen's side again, turned over and lay down on her pillow, sighing.

Hongjun looked at him coldly: "If you don't want to sleep, don't disturb others."

Kong Xuan became obedient immediately, and crawled over to rub Huaizhen's face, only then did he feel that there was warmth in the world, and his mood was not so depressed.

In his sleep, Huai Zhen touched his little tail subconsciously, the soft palm seemed to carry a strange force, which made people feel at ease instantly, and Kong Xuan was no longer so anxious, and slowly fell asleep up.

Hongjun stood in front of the couch for a while, then raised his hand to draw a formation, then walked out, followed the familiar aura just now, and teleported there.

It turned out to be the Demon Court? !

Hongjun stood there, concealing his aura, standing for a long time at the place where the ray of devilish energy appeared, trying to find the person affected by the devil's consciousness, but not far in front, the breath It disappeared without a trace.

That subconscious mind naturally knew that his every move could not be hidden from Hongjun, so he carefully controlled his ability, only appeared for a few seconds, and then disappeared without a trace.

Hongjun has a particularly deep memory of demons. During the years when he was injured, he never took time off to carefully study the scope and mode of action of demon energy.Now, he can basically confirm that it does not take a long time to become enchanted, nor does it require long-term preparations, and it is often just an instant thing.

——As long as there is such a moment, when that person's obsession is extremely strong, but the current strength cannot be achieved, as long as he is slightly bewitched by the devil's energy, he will be unconsciously bewitched.

But in such a huge demon court, it is as difficult as climbing the sky to find the person who has been possessed by the demon.

Before that person did anything out of line, even if he was possessed, he would not be noticed.After all, the bewitching of demons affects people's xinxing to a greater extent.

As the devil energy penetrates deeper, the personality will gradually change, and people will start to become greedy and eager for success, and the way of practice will gradually change to directly absorbing other people's aura to increase their cultivation.But this transformation process does not necessarily take a long time, it may be months or years.

Hongjun was silent for a moment, then turned and left.I am afraid that there is nothing to gain tonight, and it is meaningless to stay here.However, this is the beginning, and he is not in a hurry.

As soon as Hongjun left, Donghuang Taiyi came back from the outside. He went to Sunstar and took the leaves of hibiscus and the water of the Sun River, intending to donate them to the saint and Huaizhen as a wish for Taoism.

Even though it was just a vague figure from the back, Donghuang Taiyi also recognized him, that person was a saint.But, at this time, how could the saint appear in the demon court?Moreover, looking at the appearance of the guards and maids, no one noticed the arrival of the saint.In other words, the sage came quietly, for what purpose?

Donghuang Taiyi raised his head, concentrated the entire demon court into the scope of his consciousness, and found nothing abnormal.Puzzled, he hesitated for a while, and then slowly walked back to the East Emperor Hall. Let's talk to my brother again tomorrow.

When they returned to Zixiao Palace, the east was just getting brighter.

When the boy saw him, he saluted immediately: "Saint."

Hongjun was absent-minded, and went straight back to the inner hall. Huaizhen and Kong Xuan were still sleeping, and the harmonious and friendly appearance of each person and bird made his irritable mood suddenly calm down a lot.

Hongjun also climbed up, lay down beside Huaizhen, then stretched out his hand, and hugged her into his arms.

"What are you doing?" Huaizhen was woken up, opened his eyes and looked at him, muttered something, then closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Looking at her cheeks puffed up in sleep, she looks even better than usual, like a big peach that has just ripened, and looks easy to pinch.

Hongjun stretched out his hand unceremoniously, pinched her soft cheeks, then leaned over and gnawed on her chin twice.

Huaizhen was woken up again before returning to sleep, and was furious: "Big brother, are you in menopause? Sincerity early in the morning keeps people from sleeping, is your mind gloomy?"

Hongjun was scolded by her, but he didn't care about it, he went over and blocked her mouth.

Kong Xuan also woke up, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw such an exciting scene that was not suitable for children, and he froze immediately, laying there stupidly, like a sparrow that had just died not long ago, not daring to move.

When Hongjun turned his eyes, he caught sight of the little peacock out of the corner of his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, he put him elsewhere, blocking his sight.

Suddenly from the bed to a forest where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, Kong Xuan finally came back to his senses, and flew around the surrounding area, only to find that there is an enchantment around it, and he can't get out from anywhere. Obviously this is a small realm, or There are masters.In other words, that is, he was locked up!

The sage Hongjun actually imprisoned the innocent and lovely little peacock in a small realm in order to force a woman from a good family!This is absolutely unbearable!

The author has something to say: Kong Xuan: Your cutie is locked up, so you have nothing to say?

Huaizhen: Oh, come on, cutie!

Kong Xuan: ...This world is so indifferent.