Me! The cannon fodder male supporting role, it's reasonable for me to torture the protagonist t

Seeing that his attitude had softened, Yuntang nodded, then asked him about cultivation and gave him a pill.

"This will make your practice easier. If you don't work hard, you may not live for another hundred years. I'm not trying to scare you."

Yuntang sighed silently. After all, he was her son, and she still hoped that their mother-son relationship could last longer.

"I understand. I will practice diligently."

Yun Tang saw Yun Yi nodding in agreement, looking very well behaved, and wondered why he was so easy to talk to today?

You have to know that in the past asking him to practice was like asking for his life.

"Your Majesty, someone has brought a gift." The little demon outside reported.

"Bring it in."

The little demon walked in holding a brocade box. Yun Yi didn’t know what was inside the box, but the silver-white light surrounding it was unstoppable.

When Yun Tang saw the gift, his face immediately turned cold. "Throw it away. From now on, things from the heavenly realm cannot enter the demonic realm. Those who violate this will be killed without mercy."

The little demon didn't understand, but didn't dare to disobey the orders of the demons, so he hurried out with the gift.

Something from heaven?

So it was a wedding gift sent to Yuntang by someone in heaven?

But it seems that Yuntang doesn't like that person, otherwise he wouldn't dislike the gift so much.

"Mother, I want to start practicing in seclusion from tomorrow, maybe I can achieve something?"

In the past two days, he went to the library of the demon clan and got a general idea of ​​the cultivation methods of this world. He also found some basic cultivation books and prepared to give them a try.

"Okay, I'll find someone to protect you outside your room." Yun Tang nodded in agreement.

Yun Yi bowed and took his leave. When he walked out of the Demon Palace, he saw the little demon throwing the silver-glowing brocade box into the sky, and the brocade box returned along the same path.

It should be returned to the person who gave the gift.

Yun Yi guessed who gave the gift.

Chan'er, the concubine of Emperor Tian, ​​is also Bai Chen's mother.

She and Yuntang are biological sisters, but because Yunchan fell in love with the Emperor of Heaven, she insisted on leaving the demon clan and going to heaven to become a concubine.

Yun Tang then destroyed all of her demonic skills, and from then on Yun Chan could no longer use the surname Yun.

Because his roots were damaged and he could no longer practice, he was easily eliminated by the Queen Mother.

Bai Chen has a close relationship with the demons, but he was still able to be ruthless to the demons in the battle between gods and demons. That's because he believed that it was because Yun Tang destroyed Yun Chan's cultivation and left her defenseless that she fell into the trap of the Queen Mother.

Above the Ninth Heaven, inside Lingyun Palace.

Looking at the brocade box that appeared on the table, Chan'er shed two lines of tears.

"Your Majesty, don't be sad. Her Majesty is just still angry." The maid beside her offered tea and consoled her.

"It's reasonable for my sister to refuse to forgive me. After all, I was the one who betrayed the demon clan first."

Chan'er wiped the tears from her cheeks, asked the maid to put away the brocade box, then got up and went back to her bedroom.

"Mother, I learned the skill of resurrecting a dead tree today. I can help you revive that pot..."

Bai Chen ran in happily, but before he saw Chan'er, he saw the maid making a 'silence' gesture to him.

"Your Highness, please don't speak too loudly. Your Majesty is tired today and is going to rest."

The smile on Bai Chen's face froze instantly. His mother was always easily tired. She was obviously not a mortal, so how could she be as fragile as a mortal?

Bai Chen didn't know the reason, but he didn't like the way his mother was always weak and allowed herself to be bullied without any resistance.

"Then I'll come back to see my mother later."

Bai Chen came to the yard. There were clusters of flowers in the flower beds. Nourished by the spiritual energy of heaven, every flower bloomed particularly brightly and beautifully.

Only the pot in the corner was bare with only a few branches left, without any green leaves.

But his mother liked it very much and watered it herself every day. However, the flower had never bloomed since he could remember.

It just so happened that today he learned the spell to bring dead trees back to life, so Bai Chen decided to revive the flower and give his mother a surprise.

Following what his master taught him, Bai Chen pinched the magic formula with his fingertips, chanted the spell, and cast a spell on the pot of dead branches.

I saw a green halo surrounding the dead branches. Soon the dead branches began to shake, and new branches and leaves actually began to grow.

But the leaves were a little strange. They were not green, but blue and purple. The flowers were not bright, but black, as if they were sprinkled with ink.

Why does this flower look so much like the demon blue flower I saw in books?

Bai Chen put away his magic and wanted to go forward to take a closer look.

But just after he stopped casting the spell, the flowerpot that was originally full of lush flowers suddenly withered, and in an instant it returned to its state of being full of dead branches.

what 's wrong?

-

For both the heavenly and demonic worlds, eight or ten years are just the blink of an eye.

When the opportunity comes, it is common for people to seclude themselves for a hundred years just to make a breakthrough in their cultivation.

Yun Yi began to practice seclusion after Yun Tang got married, and this practice lasted for more than 20 years.

Twenty years is a long time, but the demon world has not changed at all, and it remains the same as when he was in seclusion.

Even the red curtains hung everywhere for Yuntang's wedding were not taken down, as if he had only been in seclusion for twenty days.

"Brother, you came out of seclusion at a great time. My 100th birthday is in two days, so you'll be in time for my birthday party."

Upon hearing the news that he had been released from confinement, Ruan Sui couldn't wait to run over.

The little girl is cute. She has grown taller than before, but the baby fat on her cheeks has not yet disappeared.

During these twenty years, the signs of her growth seem to be only that of one or two years old.

Ruan Sui walked forward affectionately and held Yun Yi's hand, her fingertips accidentally touching his pulse.

This contact really surprised her. She didn't even have time to express her surprise. She was busy carefully feeling his pulse and breathing.

"Brother, your cultivation has increased so rapidly in the past twenty years? You were not as good as me before, but now you are much better than me."

Ruan Sui's eyes widened, and Yun Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, "Am I very powerful now?"

He has been practicing wholeheartedly for the past twenty years and has never competed with others. He doesn't even know what level he is at now.

"Of course he is amazing. Brother, let's go to the martial arts arena and have a fight."

Ruan Sui was very interested, and Yun Yi also wanted to know what level he was at now.

The two men went to the martial arts field. Before they entered, they heard the sound of fighting inside. From time to time, demons with blood on their bodies staggered out.

Thousands of years ago, Yun Tang had ordered that no more fighting was allowed in the Demon Realm, and that those who wanted to fight could only come to the martial arts field.

No matter how life and death occurs in the martial arts arena, if there is another fight outside the arena, they will be dealt with according to the rules.

Of course, not all fights in the martial arts arena involve life-and-death situations. There are also many civilized fights that stop when the time is right.

Ruan Sui jumped onto a fighting platform first, and Yun Yi flew forward, and a fight between the two was about to break out.