Lady Dijun is a flower

The sharp dagger was pressed against the fascinating neck.With the cold tip of the knife, bloodstains were drawn on it, and slowly dripped along the wound, soaking it all red.

Seeing his name engraved clearly on the originally flawless skin, Ye Dongli seemed to be possessed, sticking out his fingers with wet blood, wanting to say something to Qing Zuo, but was caught Gritting his teeth with hatred, Feixian rushed forward and pushed him away.

"Don't be hypocritical! Don't you know whether you won or not? Qing Zuo gave you a step down, you are so kind!"

Mountain.And 彡Xi.

Fei first looked at the three bloody words, and gave Ye Dongli a vicious look, trying to find something to wipe, but was pressed down by Qing Zuo.He put away his collar, with a calm face, he could not see at all what kind of injury he suffered just now.

He looked at Ye Dongli, there was no trace of unwillingness or resentment in his eyes, and his indifference remained the same.

Looking at each other, Ye Dongli looked at each other with a smile, and licked the blood stained on his fingertips, "Although we have only been together for five or six days, when I see you, I always feel like old friends at first sight, like an old friend who has known each other for a long time. .I don’t know if you have this feeling.”

Qing Zuo looked at him and didn't answer, Fei Xian was already impatient with anger, this man seemed to be mentally ill.

Immediately replied on behalf of Qing Zuo: "There's a fart! We wish we could get away from you quickly. We agreed, you will let us out as soon as noon today!"

Ye Dongli was hostile to Feixian, so he had to watch from a distance, and stopped approaching Qingzuo.

With his bow and arrows on his back, he walked back with Ye Wuju in his arms, "Of course, Xianjun Feixian can rest assured. Even if I can keep people, I can't keep my heart."

Feixian supported Qing Zuo, but was brushed away by Qing Zuo, so he could only follow quietly beside him.

Looking at the back of Ye Dongli going away, he curled his lips and said: "The gods and gods are erratic, it's like a mental illness. Qingzuo, why are you so stupid, you obviously won just now, what are you embarrassed to say?" , I must be willing to gamble and admit defeat. It’s a good skin to be cut like this, and it’s rumored that how many people in the six realms will cry for you.”

Qing Zuo took a deep look at him, and that faint look made Fei Xian silent.

Quickly raised three fingers and swore: "Don't worry, I'm keeping my mouth shut. Besides, am I a fool? How could I bring this out and talk about it?"

Qing Zuo raised his hand and touched the back of his neck, the wound was still slightly painful.In fact, Ye Dongli didn't hit hard just now, but just slightly cut the upper layer of thin skin. However, his body is naturally easy to be injured, and as long as it is scratched a little, it will appear very serious.

It's just that he repaired it with magic power immediately after he was injured, and he was never seen by anyone.Unlike now that mana is suppressed, only the most vulnerable side can be revealed.

Vulnerability used to be the thing he hated the most.

On the night of leaving, Ye Dongli gave Qing Zuo two things, one was his canine tooth that was knocked out when he was a child, and the other was the longevity wine he brewed himself.Of course, he also gave away Feixian, and they would not hesitate to ask for it.

He said that he knew that the gods could not get drunk, and he would definitely brew a wine that could make their immortals drunk, which was called the immortal drunk.At that time, use this wine recipe to earn a lot of money and empty their heavenly pockets.

Watching the ground slowly open a wind tunnel leading to the outside world, rolling up sand and stones all over the sky, confusing the vision.

Feixian dragged Qing Zuo away quickly, fearing that Ye Dongli, the capricious rogue, would change his mind the next moment.

Unexpectedly, Qing Zuo stood there motionless, looked at Ye Dongli, and asked him: "You don't want to go outside, I can take you to the heaven and the world."

Being blown by the wind tunnel, his clothes rattled, Ye Dongli brushed his messy hair, smiled and shook his head.

"No need. I don't want to go outside anymore."

He couldn't move and couldn't go.

Feixian, who was pulling Qingzuo, was almost exhausted, but the person he was pulling kept looking at Ye Dongli, and didn't understand his difficulties at all.

Can't help urging: "Hurry up, Qing Zuo, you left the heaven for six days, those old guys must be dying of anxiety. If the wind tunnel is closed later, they will talk a lot about you when they go back, but I can't do it , they can work together to peel off my skin, do you believe it?"

Ye Dongli looked tall and straight in the hurricane, obviously a delicate flower shining in the water, but turned into a tall and tough pine.

I couldn't help but pat him, "Okay, go quickly. Why don't you come back, I'll buy sweets at home and wait for you."

In fact, Qing Zuo knew better than him, saying that he would go back in a few days, but in fact it was nowhere in sight.

Even if the matter of finding Zhenzhu is imminent, the heavens will never let their emperor come to Banzehuang to take risks again. Even if Qing Zuo insists on this, they will try their best to stop it.

Involuntarily, what he was talking about was people like him and Qing Zuo.

Qing Zuo can't leave the Heaven Realm at will, and he can't leave Banzehuang at will, not to mention the important Zhenzhu in his body. All the monsters will be released, and when the time comes, people will die, and Ye Dongli will be a sinner through the ages.

Watching Qing Zuo and Fei Xian disappear into the wind tunnel above Ban Zehuang, Ye Dongli waved his hand towards the chaos.

"Goodbye."

Or, never see you again.

……

Later, Ye Dongli moved his family to the place where the enchantment of monsters was sealed. As he was closer, the seal of the enchantment would be stronger. The beads can also be returned to their original places, permanently sealing up this underground secret.

Ye Dongli went to the teahouse with the freshly brewed wine in the altar, and when he entered the door, the waiter saw him, closed the door of the teahouse, and blew out the lights in the outer hall.

Ying Lan, who was sitting on the attic and teasing the skylark, heard the footsteps going upstairs, the corners of her mouth twitched, but she didn't lift her eyelids.

"It's really a rare visitor. How come the Desolate Lord has time to come to me today? Oh, it turned out that the fairy son was gone and couldn't sleep, so he wanted to drink to relieve his worries, so he thought of looking for someone."

Ye Dongli smiled without saying a word, put the wine jar on the table, picked two white jade cups from the wooden shelf next to it, filled it with sake, and pushed a cup over.

"Ying Lan, I haven't seen you for a few days, and your teasing skills have really improved. You knew it was me before I opened my mouth. Could it be that your hearing has become better after pretending to be blind for a long time?"

Ying Lan fumbled and grasped the white jade lamp in front of her, brought it up to the tip of her nose and sniffed it, then frowned and moved away in disgust.

"What do you add when you make wine, a bitter taste, salty and spicy."

"Bitter?"

Ye Dongli brought it to his lips and took a sip, but smacked his lips in disapproval, "It's okay. You have a problem with your tongue. If you drink too much bitter medicine soup, everything will be bitter. Don't drink those messy soups in the future."

Ying Lan asked carefully, then raised her eyebrows suddenly.

"You added tears to the wine, what kind of recipe is this?"

Ye Dongli smiled and put down the wine cup, "I didn't expect that your nose is worse than your ears. There are indeed tears, as well as the morning dew among the flowers and the water of the ancient river. However, the taste does not seem to be as good as expected, and the taste is slightly not good. , need to cook for some more days.”

After speaking, he poured the two cups of failed products back into the wine jar, and covered the stopper.

In the past, he always researched some weird wine recipes and came to Ying Lan to taste them and discuss them. Generally, they had less success and more failures, but Ying Lan has a very strong tolerance. Basically, most difficult-to-drink wines can be put in his mouth one put.

Obviously it failed today, and there was no more wine to drink.

Ye Dongli leaned on his head and looked around boredly, and suddenly locked his eyes on Ying Lan's face.

"Hey, I found that you look a lot like him when you're blindfolded."

Who he is is self-evident.

The corners of the mouth under the white cloth curved into an arc, and Ying Lan raised her hand to remove the white cloth from the back of her head, revealing a pair of eyes as still as still water.The more you stare at it, the more you will be sucked into it and unable to extricate yourself, as if it has an innate magical power, which makes people sink.

Ye Dongli looked at it twice, then quickly avoided with a smile.No matter how many times I watch it, I can't stand it, I really can't stand it.

These eyes seem to be poisonous.

But I heard the other party ask: "If I don't cover my eyes, don't I look like him?"

Chapter 63 Ying Lan's biological mother belongs to the succubus tribe, so her eyes are inherently demonic. Even if he didn't intend to seduce, the witnesses will be attracted to them involuntarily.

No matter where, as soon as he appeared, within half a cup of tea, the water would be completely blocked, and it was so annoying that he simply put a three-finger-wide white cloth over his eyes and pretended to be blind.

When he showed his eyes before, others would only stare at his eyes, but now that he is blind, he noticed that this guy's face seems to be pretty good, especially the soft outline, which is indescribably gentle and pleasant.

Although, this word does not seem to be suitable for describing men.

Ye Dongli avoided Ying Lan's eyes, glanced at other parts of his face, and said in amazement: "It really looks more and more like you, except that the eyes are not as attractive as yours, everything else looks like five or six points."

Ying Lan raised her lips and smiled: "Maybe my fairy son and I are brothers who have been separated for many years."

"Really? I said, why are you so incompatible with our demon clan? It turns out that you are an undercover agent sent by the fairy clan to lurk! Tell me, what is your conspiracy when you come to Banzehuang?"

Ye Dongli patted the table and spoke in a serious manner, making Ying Lan and the guy cleaning the table laugh out loud.

Ying Lan suddenly asked: "Are my eyes more attractive than his?"

Although this was said casually as a joke, Ye Dongli felt goose bumps all over his body when he asked it out of Ying Lan's mouth with such a spring breeze tone.

He couldn't help poking the back of his hand.

"Of course, you have half of the blood of the succubus. Who can resist the charm of the succubus. And his eyes are like hiding two ice skates. Every time I tease him, the two knives swish Flying out, I was so scared that I didn’t even dare to look straight in the eye.”

Ye Dongli was a little guilty when he said this, because not only did he watch it, but he also watched it many times, and he enjoyed being stabbed bloody.

Ying Lan's thoughts are clear, how can she not see what is in his mind.

Shaking his head and sighing: "But I've seen you for so many years, and I haven't seen you have any thoughts about me. On the contrary, it was that fairy son who came here for only six days and hooked your soul away. I heard that everyone in the fairy clan You won't get drunk, I think the bitter wine brewed from your tears is probably for him."

Ye Dongli was left speechless by what he said, and he simply didn't bother to make up nonsense to refute. He knew that with Ying Lan's insight ability, no matter how much he explained, he was trying to cover up.

He reached out and knocked on the wine jar, making a crisp thumping sound.

"The wine was indeed brewed for him, and it can't be said that it was for him. It should be said that it was for the fairy clan. If you think about it, you can't feel the pleasure of drinking in your life. What a pity in life. Of course, let's challenge Tell me about my brewing skills. And what are you talking about? What does it mean to hook the soul, he and I are close friends at first sight, and the relationship is just like the two of us."

Ying Lan didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so she interrupted directly: "It's like old friends at first sight, it's almost like love at first sight. I've been friends with you for so many years, why don't I see what you've done for me?"

"Who says I don't have it? Didn't I bring you all the tea sets in your teahouse from the magic palace? Each piece is a priceless treasure, and I give it to you for nothing, yet you still say no! "

"Which one of these tea sets is yours, do you have the nerve to say it by borrowing flowers to present Buddha?"

……

Hearing the two of them arguing in full swing, the waiter wiped the hot sweat dripping from his forehead with a towel hanging around his neck, poured a cup of tea for each of them, and the white mist filled with the fragrance of tea drifted out. The two people who were fighting were quiet for a moment, and they sat down, holding the teacups and began to sip.

There were green tea leaves floating on it, Ye Dongli blew lightly on the surface of the water, and smiled.

"It's still most comfortable to stay here with you."

Ying Lan moved her thin lips away from the teacup and glanced at him: "You want to go somewhere else, so you have to be able to go too. Why didn't you go to the heaven with that fairy boy?"

Ye Dongli looked at the reflection in the teacup, the corners of his mouth were raised, but there was no smile on his face.

How long has it been since he laughed heartily.

"The heavens can't accommodate me as a demon. Besides, if the Zhenzhu can't be taken out, I can only stay in Banzehuang. Maybe this is my retribution, and it doesn't matter. Anyway, I have never had anything since I can remember. Good things happen."

He picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp. The good tea that should be sipped in small sips, but he gulped it down like wine to relieve sorrow.

After drinking, Ye Dongli also felt a lot more refreshed. He got up and hugged the wine jar to go home, but Ying Lan suddenly grabbed his wrist, clasped his two fingers on the meridian, and felt a heat flow slowly in. The spiritual energy poured into the dantian, and it was like a storm. Ye Dongli's brows tightened, and he hurried to pull him away.But those two seemed to grow on his body, motionless.

This is also very similar to Qing Zuo, his hands are so strong, which is a world of difference from that fragile appearance.

After the spiritual breath gradually subsided, Ying Lan let go of her hand.

Ye Dongli put the wine jar on the table with a bang, and whether he scolded the person in front of him or made a move, he could only use the method he disliked the most—reasoning.

"I think you think your life is too long. Your healing power will be lost every time you use it. I still need to heal my wound? Go back and sleep for two or three days. I will tell you Said, if I do this again, I really dare not come to you in the future."

At the end of Ye Dongli's speech, he was grinding his back molars and his cheeks were bulging, looking like a child acting like a spoiled child.

Such a lovely Desolate Lord, but ordinary people can't see it.

Ying Lan also found it interesting.

"There is no joy in life and no fear in death. People are born to die. I don't care sooner or later. I just want to live as I want."

Ye Dongli has been insulted by his rhetoric no less than a hundred times, but every time he can't find a reason to fight back, yes, the healing power is for him, so what can he say with Ye Dongli how he wants to use it.

It's just a little envious of Ying Lan, after all, he doesn't even have the right to squander his own life.

"You can do whatever you want, have you ever thought about my feelings?"

Ye Dongli glanced at Ying Lan's hand holding the teacup, and pressed his chest: "You spend your life every time to heal my wounds, I don't feel well."

He stood up holding the wine jar, looking at Ying Lan who had no repentance at all, he could only smile helplessly.

"However, thank you very much. When my Immortal Drunken Brew is ready, I will give you the first altar."

Ying Lan smiled without saying a word, and after Ye Dongli left, he gently played with the white jade lamp he had used in his hand.

The idiot didn't even realize that when he stared at his eyes, he would not be charmed by the magic of these eyes at all, just like just now, he clearly released the breath of the succubus, but he still didn't turn his head back gone.

Ying Lan gave a wry smile, covered her eyes with a white cloth, picked up the cane by the table, and walked downstairs gropingly.

……

Ye Dongli stayed in the kitchen at home, except for cooking, he made a lot of koji in the jar, Ye Wuzhi could smell a pungent sour smell as soon as he entered the kitchen, and he pinched his nose and complained.

"What are you doing, is something sour?"

Ye Dongli lifted his waist from the water tank and sniffed it carefully.

"It doesn't taste sour."

Ye Wuzhi was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, picked up the jar he had just opened, got up and threw it in the yard, and instantly a puff of white gas rose from the ground and swayed in the air, and the children playing on the side pinched their noses and shouted sour .

Facing Shang Ye's unrestrained and teasing gaze, Ye Dongli sneered, "Maybe it's because I can't feel it after smelling it for a long time. I'll move the jar outside tomorrow, and I won't be able to smell it when the wind blows. Everyone will smell it today." Bear with it for now, the smell of the bellows won't be so strong when I pull it later."

He turned around and went to the sink to wash his hands, shook off the water on his hands, and turned around to get the marinated bacon from the tank for cooking.

Ye Wuju watched from the side as he skillfully washed vegetables and boiled water, turning back and forth by the stove.There was a little sarcasm in his eyes.How dazzling Ye Dongli used to be, with fresh clothes and angry horses, wild and unrestrained, never restrained by anything.It was the existence he had longed for when he was young.

But now he has been elected as the owner of Banzehuang, and has won the support of all people, but he has been reduced to this miserable appearance.

Cooking, washing clothes, repairing houses, feeding livestock, doing such boring things day after day, year after year, doing nothing, mediocre and plain.

How pitiful.

Ye Wuzhi's sarcastic smile gradually faded away, and a gloomy thick fog slowly appeared in his eyes.

But it's not enough now, he wants this person to be more pitiful.At least he can no longer wear that hypocritical mask, kneeling in front of himself and crying hysterically.

Let him understand how ridiculous his poor acting skills are.

After Ye Dongli put the cut meat into the steamer, he felt that his back was sore and his back ached. The moment he sat down at the table, the pain made him gasp.

Trembling, he rubbed his waist which could not stand up straight, looked at the dozen or so large jars on the ground, covered his head and wanted to cry without tears.

In the past six months, I have tried more than 90 kinds of prescriptions, and none of them tasted right.It is far from the fairy drunkenness that is rumored to be able to drunk Daluo Jinxian.

Obviously the materials used are correct, and the timing and heat are just right, so what is wrong?

But the most important thing right now is how to dispose of those failed products, otherwise the family will soon become a big vinegar vat.

Ye Dongli raised his head wearily, and saw a silver-winged butterfly hovering above his head, and its deftly flapping wings drew streaks of light white light like catkins in the air, which were fleeting.

Ye Dongli stiffened his neck, his eyes were tightly wrapped around the butterfly, until a clear fragrance wafted into the vinegar smell that filled the room.He slowly looked out the door.

For a moment, the two lines of sight intersected in one place, and under the calm appearance were layers of waves of emotional agitation.

Unexpectedly, after half a year, he came back.

Ye Dongli stood up suddenly, ignoring his sore waist, and ran a few steps towards Qing Zuo, who was still reserved outside the threshold.

"How long have you been standing here, why don't you call me, it is more excited than you to see me."

Ye Dongli reached out to grab the wings of the Liuguang butterfly, and gently placed it on Qing Zuo's hair. The beauty and the butterfly are really indescribably harmonious.

Qing Zuo looked at him and said, "I said I would come back."

Ye Dongli looked at his expressionless face and smiled, stretched out his hand to touch his waist, a little regretful: "You are so unlucky, I didn't bring candy."

The two stood at the door and chatted for a while, but mostly Ye Dongli was chattering, while Qing Zuo just listened quietly.After a while, he smelled a burning smell wafting from the stove, and Ye Dongli remembered that there was still meat steaming in his pot.

He hurriedly opened the lid of the pot, put two more ladles of water in it, and with a hiss, a puff of white smoke rushed towards his face. Ye Dongli was choked and coughed, and put the lid on the pot again.

"It seems that God doesn't want me to eat at home." He took a sip of water, took Qing Zuo's arm, and quickly escaped from the smoky kitchen, "Go, let's take you outside to eat."

"No need."

Ye Dongli looked back at him, and was in a daze for a long time before he lowered his head, "I forgot, you don't need supplements anymore."

When the white smoke from the kitchen dissipated, the two of them sat on both sides of the table. Qing Zuo glanced at the dozens of dark gray clay jars and the sour liquid inside, blinking his eyelashes.

"You like to be jealous?"

"You are the one who likes to be jealous!"

Ye Dongli followed his line of sight to see those failed products and sighed, "Didn't you say last time that you want to brew a fairy drunk that can bring down your fairy clan? I didn't expect that the recipe seemed simple, but it was so difficult to control." , I’ve poured out hundreds of jars of this sour stuff. Now I don’t have any reaction to the sour stuff.”

Ye Dongli stretched out his legs and kicked the jar under his feet, with a look of hating iron but not steel, he rubbed his old waist, which was suffering from overwork, and complained to Qing Zuo how much hard work he had put in in exchange for this Several jars of broken vinegar.

After listening for a while, Qing Zuo got up and went to the cupboard to get a bowl. Ye Dongli thought he was thirsty and wanted to drink water. He just went to the stove and picked up the teapot. When he turned around, he leaned over to scoop a bowl from the jar. The wine is being sent to the mouth.

Ye Dongli yelled, "What are you doing! Put it down, it's sour!"

Qing Zuo ignored the obstruction and took a sip. Although it was only a sip, he immediately frowned. His face, which was always calm, seemed to be disturbed by ripples, and the calmness of the past was no longer there.

Seeing him like this, Ye Dongli was really surprised and funny.Quickly took another empty bowl and poured him a glass of plain water, and handed it to him.

"I told you to stop drinking. Look at you, you are so disobedient. How about it, is my fairy drunk taste okay?"

Although there was some schadenfreude in this tone, he still felt sorry for Qing Zuo.This emperor is good at everything, but sometimes he is a little silly.

Qing Zuo picked up the bowl and drank water, and his face softened a little.Looking at Ye Dongli, he had a hesitant expression.

This aroused Ye Dongli's curiosity, and this was the first time that Qing Zuo took the initiative to talk to him.

Quickly asked: "What's wrong?"

"You don't want to brew any more in the future."

Ye Dongli asked knowingly: "Why? How can you make an authentic immortal drunk without trying a few more times?"

Qing Zuo looked at him, his originally cold face was made a bit pitiful by the sour wine.He looked at Ye Dongli and sighed softly.

"It will turn into sour vinegar if it is brewed again. The immortal intoxication that is passed down in the world is a fabrication, and there is no such wine at all."

"That's because I didn't show up. Not having it now doesn't mean I won't be there in the future. Maybe I'll be the No.1 one who made the fairy drunk?"

Seeing that Ye Dongli still looked disapproving, Qing Zuo silently picked up the teapot and poured a bowl of water, not trying to discourage him anymore.

Forget it, he can do whatever he wants.

He was the first person to be so helpless.

In the night, Qing Zuo went to investigate around the enchantment that suppressed the ancient monsters. Naturally, Ye Dongli couldn't stay idle and followed him.

The most terrible thing is that Ye Wuju followed him again, and he couldn't open his mouth now that he wanted to confess about Zhenzhu.

It is said that if you don't do anything wrong, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Why is he, who has never done anything wrong, afraid?

Ye Dongli felt that he was not born to act on behalf of the heavens. He clearly killed the demon king to save the common people in the world, but in the end he had endless nightmares night after night. Every time he dreamed of the young Ye Wuju pinched his own neck, questioning himself with his eyes wide open, asking him to return his father and mother back.

But how can he pay it back?If he could exchange one life for another, he would have gone to the underworld to exchange Xiao Yu and Mrs. Hua Sha.

Ye Dongli thought about it, and when he raised his head, he met Shang Ye Wuzhi's eyes. The little kid with a thick head and a tiger brain had grown up so much, but Jun was quite handsome, but the scar on his face was a bit of an eyesore. How many times did he mention it? Going to the former residence of Guardian Zuo of the Demon Palace to find those Gu worms to heal his face, this bastard just refused to listen.

Having a big scar on this face is really unsightly, especially in the past few years with those little hooligans, how can I marry a wife in the future.

Ye Wuju looked up and saw Ye Dongli sighing in his face.Simply inexplicable.

He couldn't help frowning: "I always see what I'm doing, he's almost gone."

As he spoke, he glanced sideways at the direction where Qing Zuo was leaving alone, and Ye Dongli looked up and quickly shouted: "Hey, why are you walking so fast, wait for us, wait for us."

No matter how loud he shouted, the people in front didn't respond, or didn't hear it, or didn't want to hear it at all.

Ye Dongli sighed and ran forward quickly. Why is this guy angry again? It's strange that no one messed with him.

When he managed to catch up with Qing Zuo in front, he had already stopped at the entrance of the barrier.Looking at the looming dark red light in the cave, he had a strange expression on his face.

Ye Dongli couldn't help asking: "Aren't you going in again?"

Although the monsters guarded in the underground barrier were basically eradicated when they came last time, there is no guarantee that something will happen again this time. Besides, there is a notice on the sacred tablet for future generations that the demon god whose heart was dug out has awakened. Well, if he is still lurking in this enchantment, it just happened that his old man didn't catch up with his sleep last time, this time it will not be so lucky.

When the time comes, he will feel that Zhenzhu is in his body, and he will tear his body in half without saying a word, and snatch his heart back, which is entirely possible.

It's not a big problem to tear him apart, but if Qing Zuo and Ye Wuju are involved, and then Chi Yu will suffer, he will not only have no face to meet Mrs. Huasha under the Nine Springs, but will become a sinner in the heaven and even the entire six realms.

The reputation of the demons was already stinky enough, and he didn't want to add a lot of color to it.

Seeing Ye Dongli's complicated face, Qing Zuo looked away lightly.

"No. I'm just curious. Although Zhenzhu hasn't found the enchantment yet, it is much stronger than last time. It means that Zhenzhu has approached or returned here after I left."

This remark stunned Ye Dongli.

He looked down at the looming light in the entrance of the cave, it was still dim, and he didn't see any change from last time, no matter how Qingzuo could feel that the barrier had strengthened.

Ye Wuju also went to the entrance of the cave to have a closer look curiously, and even asked several questions about Zhenzhu, which made Ye Dongli's heart skip a beat.

For some reason, as long as he mentions the word Zhenzhu in front of Ye Wuju now, he will be frightened out of his wits.

Maybe Xiao Yu is right, people must never lie, especially to important people.Because once he tells a lie, he will be a liar all his life. The truth he once said and the truth he will tell in the future will all become lies, and the most important person will become the enemy who hates him the most.

Originally, he was full of lies all day long, and he never realized it. Only now did he realize the true meaning of these words.But it was too late.

If he confessed to Ye Wuzhi now, would that bastard believe him?

……

"Unrestrained..."

Ye Dongli hesitated and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Ye Wuju's voice.

"Brother, I don't blame you when you lied to me that you destroyed Zhenzhu. After all, it was my mother who said not to let me touch Zhenzhu. You were worried that I would be disobedient and you did it for my own good. It's just that the father is too stupid. , Knowing that this Zhenzhu is an ominous thing, but still risking his life, he ended up exploding and dying."

After speaking, Ye Wuju patted the ashes on his hands, and stood beside Ye Dongli, with a look of expectation on his face: "Tomorrow is the birthday of the father, and I want to move his and mother's bones from the magic palace to this side." ,OK?"

Ye Dongli met those eyes that were soaked in a layer of mist, only to realize that tomorrow is the Mozun's birthday.His state of mind just now was overwhelmed by this sentence of Ye Wuzhi in an instant.

What is more important than a child's desire to be reunited with his parents.

Even if the two sides are separated by yin and yang.

Ye Dongli nodded slowly, "Okay, I'll go with you tomorrow."

After getting the answer, Ye Wuzhi burst into an unprecedented smile.Seeing that smiling face, Ye Dongli was a little dazed.

Years have passed, watching him change from the young master who was full of benevolence and morality to a brat full of nonsense who fights every day.This little guy hasn't smiled so happily in many years.

Arriving here first, the scenes that had long gone in his memory emerged in his mind, and he stared at Ye Wu unconsciously, fascinated.He didn't notice that Qing Zuo on the side was also looking at him, with similar sadness and incomprehensible emotions in his eyes.

"It's getting late."

Hearing Qing Zuo's reminder, Ye Dongli came back to his senses, withdrew his eyes and was about to turn around and walk back. When he raised his eyes, he suddenly saw Qing Zuo's neck. Much higher.A strange emotion suddenly surged in my heart.

He took a step forward, grabbed the opponent's collar and pulled it down. The scar from that time was still there, scabbed over, and a familiar red string was hanging on it.

Ye Dongli grabbed the red rope and wanted to pull the thing out of his collar, but Qing Zuo quickly held it down. He turned his head to look at Ye Dongli, his rejection was very obvious.

Ye Dongli couldn't help laughing, he didn't expect that he actually carried it with him, it was his canine tooth.

Chapter 64 When a demon man becomes an adult, his four canine teeth will fall off one after another, and then relatively flat teeth will grow, his jaw will gradually widen, and his appearance will also change accordingly.

But Ye Dongli's canine tooth did not fall off naturally, but was punched off by a beating while begging.

When the tooth was knocked out, blood splashed all over his face, and he barely reacted at that moment.Then the severe pain hit him, the pain was so painful that he could barely close his mouth, he lay down in the broken cave for a whole day, drinking saliva was worse than going to the [-]th hell, Xiao Yu stole some medicine powder from home Only by applying it to the wound can the pain be suppressed.

Later, Ye Dongli strung up the canine tooth with a rope and hung it around his neck, and occasionally used it when he needed to scratch something hard.

When Qing Zuo left, he thought that he had to give something to the other party as a reminder, but all these years he had been the desolate owner, and he was getting nothing.On the contrary, those old things that were moved out of the magic palace were all sent here and there by him, and there were not many left.

What's more, the Heaven Realm is famous for its vast land and abundant resources. There are probably more treasures in the first layer of the sky than his entire Banzehuang put together.

Later, for some reason, he gave away the canine tooth that had been with him for many years. Although it was worthless, it was a wish of his own.At that time, Qing Zuo looked at the canine tooth, not to mention disgusting, he thought that the other party had to be thrown away when he was out of Banzehuang, but he didn't expect that he still carried it with him.

Hearing Ye Dongli's unstoppable laughter, Qing Zuo lowered his eyes and didn't look at him.

Ye Wuzhi on the side squinted his eyes at Qing Zuo's collar.

Although Ye Dongli was pulled back by Qing Zuo's collar just now, he still saw the red rope hanging around his neck.

It was obviously Ye Dongli's thing.

When they got home, the three of them sat around the table in the main room and talked again. The children hadn't seen Qing Zuo for a long time, and they all rushed to ask their mother to hug them.In the end, Xiao Nian Gao fell asleep in Qing Zuo's arms, and Ye Dongli had no choice but to end today's conversation.

Just looked at the little rice cake and sighed.

Qing Zuo stopped and looked at him, "What?"

Ye Dongli shook his head, "I'm just a little envious. When I was a child, I was beaten and kicked every day. No one has ever hugged me like this."

Qing Zuo looked at his side face which was flickering by the flames, and said after a long time, "I haven't been hugged before."

Facing Shangye Dongli's astonished gaze, he slowly lowered his eyelashes.

"I just remember that they are busy every day, busy slaying demons and saving common people."

"Then aren't you lonely?"

Qing Zuo looked at the little rice cake in his arms, "It's okay."

Seeing his indifferent and heartless appearance, Ye Dongli suddenly felt an indescribable distress.

Someone once said that the person who laughs the most on the surface is lonely in his heart, and the person who is colder on the outside actually desires warmth the most in his heart.

Seeing Ye Dongli standing on the opposite side, looking like he was in a trance, Qing Zuo just thought he was thinking about something, so he didn't want to disturb him. He turned around to go to the bedroom with the little rice cake in his arms, but was suddenly hugged by Ye Dongli from behind up.

The moment the warm body temperature hit, Qing Zuo was still a little dazed, and didn't realize that Ye Dongli was hugging him until he saw the arms wrapped around his shoulders.

"you……"

His heart suddenly tightened, and an unknown palpitation hit him.He wanted to break free, but was interrupted by Ye Dongli.

"Just let me hug you for a while, and it will be fine in a while."

I don't know how long I maintained this position before the warm body behind me slowly retreated.

Ye Dongli wanted to laugh when he saw that Zuo was stiff in his arms.

He reached out and patted his shoulder.

"Okay, why don't you go to sleep and hug me for a while?"

Seeing Qing Zuo walking out the door with the little rice cake in his arms, Ye Dongli plopped and sat on the chair with weak legs.Frightened, he touched his thumping chest.

It's really strange, why hug a man like this