The Demon Lord is very busy: This little couple is really hard to separate

Jun Qinghe still wanted to chat with Fengyue for a few more rounds: "I kidnapped Ayun from the Demon Palace."

"The spies can't enter the Demon Palace, so the information they give you will naturally be wrong."

"Impossible..." Feng Yue thought back, "Nana clearly told me..."

It’s not good. My intimacy value has reached the level where I can call her Nana.

Jun Qinghe further inquired: "How did she deceive you?"

"I was not deceived..."

"Then how did she secretly lie to you?"

"you……"

Fengyue seemed to want to say something but stopped herself, grinding her upper and lower molars in a friendly manner.

As innocent as the old ancestor, she almost ignored the obvious abnormality of Jun Qinghe: "Why are you so lively? Did Xiao Zhou send you here?"

Jun Qinghe really didn't deny it: "Senior, do you really believe that she won't lie to you?"

"I know, I know..." Feng Yue raised her hand and grabbed her hair loosely, "I have been in the demon world for more than a month, and I see her every now and then..."

"If she had lied to me, she would have been exposed long ago."

Jun Qinghe: "You seem to have some misunderstandings about yourself."

"Are you done yet?" Feng Yue rubbed her hair until it became frizzy again: "I'm just old and have a bad memory, it's not that my brain has completely stopped working. If you keep nagging me, I'll take action."

"Qinghe is worried that you have fallen into Ayun's cunning plan. After all, your identity and strength are very special."

"I know, I know..." Feng Yue said perfunctorily, turning around to slip away: "Let's talk about Yunwawa's cunning plan later."

"Where?"

"Looking for Xiao Zhou. Don't follow me."

Ever since Yun Yu'an disappeared, Feng Yue, who usually followed him around, has almost never left the demon world.

The only time he came out was just to send Gu Qing back to the sect to meet his master.

Jun Qinghe was not surprised.

Until one night, Zhou Xuanyu found Jun Qinghe, who went out early and came back late just to look for someone. "Uncle Master, please help me do something while you are in the Demon Realm."

"What's the matter?"

"Go and capture Feng Zuzong."

Jun Qinghe:?

"Me?" Jun Qinghe pointed at himself blankly.

"You." Zhou Xuanyu affirmed.

So~

Jun Qinghe, who was drowning in love and unable to extricate himself, took on this difficult side quest in a daze.

And before dark the next day, he returned to the sect covered in dust and dirt.

Zhou Xuanyu poked his head behind him and asked, "Where is the ancestor?"

Jun Qinghe turned around and showed his empty back: "I couldn't beat him, I didn't catch him. And I didn't even take him from me."

Zhou Xuanyu: ...

Jun Qinghe: "I tried my best."

Zhou Xuanyu replied disappointedly: "Hmm..."

Jun Qinghe's heart softened a little: "I really tried my best."

"Ah...blame it on me. It's my fault for mentioning something so outrageous to my uncle."

The daylily was completely cold, and Zhou Xuanyu began to be reasonable.

Jun Qinghe picked up the dust on his clothes and said in a steady tone, "So you knew? I thought you were crazy."

Zhou Xuanyu hesitated to speak——

He stopped talking and wanted to say: "I really didn't expect that she would do something to you."

"That's normal. I can understand it." Jun Qinghe said, "Senior Feng has always had some hostility towards you and I have always only followed Ayun..."

Zhou Xuanyu interrupted quickly: "No. You don't understand."

Jun Qinghe:?

"What do you mean?"

Zhou Xuanyu welcomed Jun Qinghe to sit down and whispered in his ear, "Uncle Master, do you still remember that Master Yun sent dumplings to his parents during the winter festival?"

"remember."

"That time." Zhou Xuanyu looked around with a sly look in his eyes.

Jun Qinghe threw down a soundproof cover: "Continue."

"Okay, uncle, it's like this—"

Zhou Xuanyu let go of his voice and stood up straight: "That day you met Mr. Yun's uncle, and then learned from him that Feng Yue was indeed the ancestor who founded our sect."

"continue."

Zhou Xuanyu raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of pride: "After that, Ancestor Feng secretly came to me and became my spy next to Master Yun."

Jun Qinghe:?

"You mean - you already had spies beside the Demon Lord, but you still didn't know he was the Demon Lord?"

Zhou Xuanyu:……?

Hahaha…feeling offended…

But if you think about it, it’s not quite right…

"Yeah, she never told me about it."

Jun Qinghe: "What did she tell you?"

Zhou Xuanyu opened and closed his eyes, and said slowly: "She said that back in Cangjian Pavilion, Master Yun cut his hands and they were covered in blood in order to save you."

Jun Qinghe:?

"Is there such a thing?"

"It is true." Zhou Xuanyu said with details: "Mr. Yun can't fly a sword, and he revealed his identity as a demon in order to save you.

Uncle Master, he was able to bring you back to the Xuyu Sect even though you were unconscious, but it wasn't as easy as he pretended to be."

"Can……"

It was Jun Qinghe's turn to be speechless.

Yun Yu'an loves to deceive Jun Qinghe, which makes Jun Qinghe very miserable.

"Uncle Master? Are you okay?"

Jun Qinghe turned his head to wipe the corner of his eyes, not letting Zhou Xuanyu see: "It's okay, the dust is blinding me."

"Actually... now that I think about it, my ancestors must have lied to me." Zhou Xuanyu said dryly.

"Ah."

"Mr. Yun is a demon king, so his strength must not be underestimated. How could he get himself so embarrassed with blood on his hands...right?"

"Ah."

Jun Qinghe obviously lost the motivation to continue the conversation, and Zhou Xuanyu was so anxious that he wanted to slap himself.

He is really like Xiao Zhou, the waiter in the teahouse, who always brings up things that are not related to the topic.

Finally, Zhou Xuanyu thought again: It’s just that my hands are covered in blood, not that my whole body is covered in blood... There’s no need for my uncle to react so strongly, right?

"I'm going to find Ayun." Jun Qinghe stood up and wanted to leave.

"Go again? It's getting dark, don't go out tonight."

Jun Qinghe shook his head: "I'm not tired yet."