Lady Dijun is a flower

It's hypocrisy for you to beat me away, so I'll hear what you say. "

Standing behind him, Qing Zuo saw that his right hand was trembling slightly. After thinking for a while, he took a step forward and covered his right side with his wide sleeve.

Some of the children around had started to sob softly, Qing Zuo stroked Xiao Nian Gao's hair, held her in his arms, turned to Ye Dongli and said, "The children are hungry.

Ye Dongli looked at him in surprise, but Qing Zuo didn't give him time to react, and dragged him directly to the kitchen.

It wasn't until he left Ye Wuzhi's sight that Ye Dongli felt a sense of relief. He looked at the slender figure in front of him, shook his hand and said, "Thank you, I'm fine."

The person in front didn't let go of his hand, just holding him and standing in front of the kitchen, then turned around suddenly.

"why?"

Ye Dongli was taken aback, "Why?"

"Why is he doing that to you?"

Ye Dongli laughed at Qing Zuo's inexplicable question, and raised his eyebrows: "You said that, why did he treat me like this, how do I know, you should ask him." hand, "Okay, I'm going to make glutinous rice balls quickly."

He mixed some hot water and sugar into the bean paste bought on the street, and just as he was about to knead it, two jade-like hands stretched out from the opposite side and kneaded the bean paste before him.

Ye Dongli didn't expect that Qing Zuo would help him, and he was a little surprised: "Haven't you already started bigu, and you can still make glutinous rice balls?"

Qing Zuo told the truth, "Actually, I'm not very good at it, I just watched my mother do it when I was young."

Speaking of this, he raised his head and gave Ye Dongli a look that I can only do my best, meaning, don't hold out too much hope.

At this moment, Ye Dongli almost laughed out loud, and the contrast between before and after was too great.

He didn't expect that this guy, who looked cold and unkind, would be such an obedient person, even a strangely cute clam.

Ye Dongli also reached into the basin and kneaded together with him, rubbing his four hands in the narrow basin.

Later, he taught the other party how to knead stuffing and roll glutinous rice balls. After a big pot of glutinous rice balls was cooked, the children had already fallen asleep on the table one by one.

Only Ye Wuzhi disappeared.

Looking around, seeing that he was the only one at the dinner table, Ye Dongli was relieved and at the same time a little disappointed.

I don't know when he started arguing with Ye Wuju to such an extent, although this 'trouble' has always been Ye Wuju's unilateral, but he is also partly responsible for it.If he could resolve this contradiction in time, they would definitely not be what they are now.

But the key is where does the contradiction come from?

He did have the idea of ​​having a heart-to-heart talk with the other party, but every time he got close, Ye Wuju avoided him like a scourge.

After Qingzuo fed the rice cake with a few glutinous rice balls, he wiped her mouth. When he looked up, he saw Ye Dongli, who was facing him, smashing the bowl with chopsticks. Kong, the original white soup, was stained black and purple by the exposed bean filling.

Qing Zuo scooped up a glutinous rice ball from the bowl and handed it to Ye Dongli, intending to remind him that the glutinous rice balls in the bowl were smashed by him, but Ye Dongli stared at the spoon suddenly stretched out, and then said With a deep smile, he opened his mouth and bit the glutinous rice ball into his mouth.

"Really, I'm not without hands. I really like you no matter how virtuous you are."

When swallowing, he threw a very unbeatable eyebrow.

Qing Zuo looked at the empty spoon, silently withdrew his hand and continued to feed the little rice cake, as if he didn't want to talk to him anymore. After eating the glutinous rice balls, the little rice cake was clamoring to sleep with Qing Zuo, what did Ren Ye Dongli do? Hongdu hugged his neck and did not let go, Qingzuo dragged the little rice cake and said lightly that it was okay, he has always slept very honestly.

Ye Dongli and Ye Wuzhi's bedrooms are inside, while the children's bedroom is outside the courtyard. It is a very large room, with a large window more than ten feet wide on the north and south walls. The blower was extremely cool.

Qing Zuo was lying on a bamboo bed with a small rice cake in his arms, and slowly closed his eyes feeling the night wind blowing in his face, but after a while, he heard sneaky footsteps coming from the door, and the children were eating In the evening, I went shopping again, and I was so tired that I fell asleep, but Qing Zuo didn't need to rest.

He heard the sound approaching, but he still closed his eyes and fell asleep. He only felt the bamboo bed shake twice, and a black shadow slowly stretched towards him.

He pulled the other's wrist and clasped it backhand, pressing Ye Dongli onto the bed.

"what are you doing."

Ye Dongli didn't expect him to react so quickly, and it was almost noon, yet he was so energetic.

Turning his head to look at the other party with difficulty, "I'm feeling uncomfortable, I can't sleep, and I want to talk to you."

Qing Zuo, who was thinking about throwing him out of the window just now, heard Ye Dongli said he felt uncomfortable, and immediately thought of Ye Wuju's matter, and his subordinates unconsciously relaxed their strength, letting Ye Dongli have time to hurry up break free.

Ye Dongli moved his wrist a few times, and lay gently on the other side of the little rice cake.

"It is said that the magic power of the immortals will be suppressed when they come to Banzehuang. Why are you so powerful? You almost broke your arm several times a day."

Speaking of Ye Dongli, he became a little curious, and looked at Qingzuo with his head leaning sideways: "Hey, what kind of fairy are you? Why did you come to Banzehuang?"

Qing Zuo lay flat and looked at the dark roof, ignoring Ye Dongli's words.

But how could this block Ye Dongli's curiosity? Qing Zuo ignored him, and he had his own way to force him to.

He stretched out his leg and stepped on Qingzuo's exposed foot. Sure enough, the other party frowned, and immediately looked this way. Ye Dongli quickly showed a friendly smile.

"Just say it."

Seeing the figure who was about to crawl over eagerly, Qing Zuo closed his eyes and said, "Sleep silent."

Ye Dongli sighed deeply.

"Isn't this still asleep? Don't you gods in the heavens be as rigid and boring as you?"

Qing Zuo remained silent.

He snorted, and put his hands behind his head and shook Erlang's upturned legs. He thought that the two of them would sleep until dawn with the little rice cakes in between, but they pretended to sleep for an hour. After shaking for a while, Ye Dongli quietly opened one eye to take a peek, and saw Qing Zuo sitting up and getting off the bed with his shoes on.

I have some doubts in my heart. It's too early to get up at this time. Could it be that I wake up at night?No, he's been out of food, he doesn't eat or drink all day long, what can he do to get up at night, since he was picked up, he hasn't been seen to go to the toilet.

When he heard the sound of closing the door, Ye Dongli sat up quickly, and saw a silver streamer flashing outside the window, even through the paper window, he could feel how dazzling it was.

Ye Dongli strengthened his thoughts even more. Qing Zuo is really not an easy guy, and he probably came to Ban Ze Huang for another purpose.

Although he personally thinks that Qing Zuo is not bad and shouldn't cause any harm to the demon world, but he is now the nominal owner of Ban Zehuang, and he has to be responsible for the safety of the demon people.

Of course, the most important thing is that he is curious about what Qing Zuo wants to do.

Ye Dongli tiptoed out of bed, jumped out of the window, and flew away after the silver streamer.

……

Countless silver streamer butterflies paved a gorgeous sky road in the air, carrying the cloud-shrouded figure to a corner of Banzehuang.Qing Zuo was condescending, looking at a piece of pitch-black land, suddenly a faint red light appeared.

Immediately, with a wave of his hand, he turned the direction of the streamer butterfly in front of him, and slowly fell towards the position where the beam of red light was.

When he landed on the ground, he saw a sudden lump of earth in the center of his field of vision, with blood-red light flashing around it, and a naked woman with long hair was buried on it, her lower body was buried under the lump.Seeing Kiyosaku, he raised his arms for help.

"Save me! Save me!"

Qing Zuo took a few steps closer, the hopeful expression on the woman's face became more intense, and the voice of pleading for help became louder. Unexpectedly, Qing Zuo didn't even look at her after approaching, just leaned over and squeezed a small handful of soil, He sniffed it under the tip of his nose, and then left again.

The woman suddenly became furious, grabbed a handful from the dirt bag and threw it over, "You are still not a man! A weak woman like me is trapped here, you will die!"

Qing Zuo seemed to be unable to hear, no matter how loud the woman scolded, she was still indifferent.

Until a strand of spider silk spurted out and wrapped around his ankle.Qing Zuo tried to move. The spider silks looked thin and invisible, but if you really pulled it, you would find that it was stronger than steel wire, and it was quenched with corrosive venom. The material of the gown is special, so it may not be possible to stand here properly.

Seeing that he couldn't move, the woman behind him laughed triumphantly, grabbed the ground with her arms, and pulled her lower body out of the dirt bag.

The eight thick spider legs shook the dirt above them, and stood on the ground, more than dozens of feet away.

She crawled over and detoured to the front, and was stunned the moment she saw Qing Zuo's appearance, her legs trembled and almost knelt on the ground at the same time.

Just now, the black lights were blind and confused and they didn't see clearly. They didn't expect this man to be so shockingly celestial. When did Ban Zehuang come out with such a character?The woman lifted up Qing Zuo's long hair, moved her upper body closer, and smelled the strange smell of this man's body.

"It's really good, I'm a little bit reluctant to eat you."

When she was thinking about how to deal with Qing Zuo, a bright white sword shadow fell across the sky, cutting off her two legs at once, and lost the support of one side, the woman fell to the ground out of reach, and gnawed. A mouthful of mud from the swamp.

Holding Qianhui in his hand, Qing Zuo cut off the spider silk wrapped around him, his eyes were fearless, cold like a bright moon.

The woman couldn't help but wriggled her huge body and backed away, seeing Qianhui's gaze trembling in his hand.The way he looked at Qing Zuo again changed instantly.

"Xuantie... how come you have Xuantie?"

Suddenly she paused, her neck stiffened and she raised her head, almost unable to believe it: "You are Qingzuo Dijun! You, why did you come to Banzehuang?"

Qing Zuo raised his hand and pressed the blade of the sword against her neck, "If it wasn't for you, I really wouldn't use it."

Feeling that Qianhui's sword was sinking into her neck inch by inch, the woman opened her mouth and wanted to say something more, but the next moment Qianhui suddenly accelerated, raised her sword and fell, cutting off her head.

The splashed blood turned into blood mist and dispersed in the air, and the headless corpses on the ground melted from a pool of red magma and seeped into the depths of the swamp.

Qing Zuo pulled the hair and lifted the woman's head. In an instant, the original beautiful long hair turned into haggard, the fat white jade skin shrunk into bark, and the muscles and muscles hanging on it quickly peeled off piece by piece. In the blink of an eye, only one skeleton.

He smashed the skeleton with a thousand times, a small red spider crawled out from the bone, and quickly disappeared into the ground.

Qing Zuo raised his sword and stabbed three times at the place where the little spider got into, until the fourth time, a bloody hand stretched out from the ground and grabbed Qian Hui.

Once the immortals enter Banzehuang, they will become no different from ordinary people. At this moment, Qingzuo deliberately withdraws Qianhui, but finds that the power of this underground monster far exceeds his expectations.

How to do?

With him as the center, blood-red rays of light seep from the ground for dozens of miles around, like scorching hot magma bursting out from the crater of a volcano, billowing black smoke billows from wherever it passes, continuously spreading towards the surroundings, covering the place Huge barrier of black mist.

Qianhui was just an ordinary sword when it lost its master's control. Under the burning of the bloody hand, it buzzed, as if wanting to warn its master to leave as soon as possible.

But Qing Zuo resolutely stood where he was, and was in a difficult stalemate with the underground monster who was pulling one end a thousand times.

Finally, the bloody hand on the ground slowly crawled out of the soil with a thousand backs. Although it was humanoid, it was covered with hot magma, from head to toe, it continuously melted and dripped on the ground, releasing a thick black mist.

It looked at Qing Zuo, the red color of its head suddenly deepened, and it said hoarsely, "Aren't you curious about who I am?"

Qing Zuo just looked at it indifferently and didn't reply.

The monster laughed with that weird voice, and just about to approach Qingzuo, he heard a sudden sound of wind from outside the black mist barrier, tearing a big hole in the barrier, and a black shadow rushed in.

"It's just a dead person, so there's no need to report your name, and no one will remember it anyway." After speaking, he looked at Qing Zuo, "Isn't it, Qing Zuo Emperor?"