Blue Demon Fox

He looked at Yan Qingfan and said, "You love the Lord very much, don't you?"

Yan Qingfan couldn't deny it: "So what?"

Jing Yue's words seemed to have an irresistible fatal attraction: "Then do you want to know if the Lord has you in his heart?"

Yan Qingfan was lost for a moment, yes, does Xuan Feimo have him in his heart, or does he completely regard him as Zhong Yunxuan's substitute?He wants to know but is afraid to know, if... If there is no him, how can he lie to himself not to be sad?

"Since he treats me so well, he must have me in his heart. Why should I be suspicious?"

When Yan Qingfan said this, anyone could see how hopeless he was. With such an affirmative tone, even he himself would not believe it.

"Okay, since you have concluded that he has feelings for you, do you dare to verify it?"

Jing Yue looked at Yan Qingfan with a clearly ridiculous expression.

After thinking about it, Yan Qingfan couldn't help asking: "How to verify?"

Jing Yue said word by word: "The forbidden place of the ghost control clan, as long as you enter, you can know whether the Lord loves you or not."

Yan Qingfan also listened to it in his heart, and after Jing Yue finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving him standing there for a long time.

On the second day, he finally reached the gate of the courtyard that Jing Yue called the forbidden area.

Walking in step by step, what greeted his eyes was the scene of old and dilapidated houses. He walked through each room, but found nothing related to Xuan Feimo, and what Jing Yue said, as long as he came in, You can know whether Xuan Feimo loves him or not, there is no sign at all.

When I stepped into the last room, there was nothing in the room except for a desk and a broken mirror.

His hope finally came to nothing, so that's good, don't worry about the result of the verification.

Just as he was about to turn around and go out, a tall figure suddenly blocked his sight with a strong chill.

Xuan Feimo stood in front of him, his eyes were cold and furious that he had never seen before, he just glanced at him lightly, and then kept staring at the broken mirrors on the ground.

Yan Qingfan thought that since this is the forbidden area of ​​the ghost-riding clan, Xuan Feimo was not happy when he broke in like this and was caught by Xuan Feimo. He was about to explain before he took a step closer to Xuan Feimo. What happened next was something he could never have imagined.

Xuan Feimo used about [-]% of his mana to condense on his palm, and this palm full of anger and strength landed hard on the center of Yan Qingfan's chest.

Even though the white figure was thrown far away, his eyes kept looking at Xuan Feimo in disbelief.

He fell heavily to the ground, and there was a sharp pain in his chest. As his breathing became more and more uncomfortable, blood kept gushing out of Yan Qingfan's mouth.

"Why? Why did you do this to me?"

Seeing him like this, Xuan Feimo shrank his pupils inadvertently, but was soon buried by anger, he picked up Yan Qingfan who was half kneeling on the ground, and stared into blood-red eyes that were extremely angry.

"What do you think you are? You're just a coquettish fox, how can you compare with him, that's my memory with Yunxuan, you actually destroyed it! You should be damned!"

Yan Qingfan will always remember Xuan Feimo's eyes at that time, cold and resentful, a person who was facing him day and night, lingering day and night, turned into another person in an instant, a cold, heartless, dangerous and careless person, at this moment, He was actually so unwilling in his heart.

With a strong smell of blood still in his mouth, Yan Qingfan shouted: "Zhong Yunxuan is dead! He is dead! Why can't you love me a little too, you are so good to me..."

"Shut up!"

Xuan Feimo said fiercely: "What qualifications do you have to be compared with Yun Xuan? You are just a coquettish fox! How can you be one-tenth of my Yun Xuan, don't think that just because you look like him, you can replace him!"

Yan Qingfan only felt a bang, and his heart was shaken. He was just a coquettish fox. It turned out that he had such an identity and position in Xuan Feimo's heart.

"Xuan Feimo, you really never liked me?"

At this time, he is still delusional that Xuan Feimo might tell him "Actually, I like you a little too", even if there is only a little bit of liking, it will satisfy him.

After waiting for a long time, the one who waited came: "Get out!"

Yan Qingfan pulled the corner of his mouth into a wry smile, the blood on the corner of his mouth made his skin paler.

Step by step, he staggered out, out of the ghost-riding clan, out of Xuan Feimo's sight, out of a beautiful and fragile dream.

☆, Heavenly Thunder Tribulation

Jing Yue watched the dejected Yan Qingfan swaying out of the gate of the ghost control clan, and immediately said to a follower behind him: "Go to the underworld immediately and tell Xuan Lingyun about this matter."

Follow orders and go.

Xuan Lingyun was sitting on the main seat, the smile on the corner of his mouth was cold and arrogant, he summoned a few capable subordinates, with a wave of his sleeve, a spell was cast, it was Yan Qingfan's face.

"Look at this man clearly, you must catch him back!"

The subordinates all took orders and said: "Yes."

That palm must have hurt the viscera, Yan Qingfan's heart was in excruciating pain, the white robe was stained red with spots of blood, as if bright and beautiful flowers had bloomed.

Yan Qingfan, Yan Qingfan, what on earth are you?

Just a coquettish fox.

Just a replacement for Zhong Yunxuan.

He is so ridiculous.

I thought, if I didn't deliberately think that there was such a person named Zhong Yunxuan, Xuan Feimo really loved him, Yan Qingfan. Although he couldn't deceive others, he could deceive himself anyway. He thought that as long as he truly loved someone , even if he could disregard everything, but in the end he found that he still couldn't do it and didn't care at all. The result of loving Xuan Feimo in exchange was so humble that he discarded it like a shoe.

Her vision was blurred, and after struggling several times, the tears in Yan Qingfan's eyes finally fell silently.

He staggered and trembled, not knowing which direction he was going, he only knew that he was getting farther and farther away from the ghost-riding clan.

It turns out that the taste of love is so bitter and sour.

Yan Qingfan's eyes seemed to be unfocused, his eyes were empty, he let his footsteps walk randomly, and the severe pain in his chest made him unable to breathe.

But at this time, the sky suddenly darkened, and a large number of dark and dark clouds gathered in the sky, faintly accumulating huge thunder.

Yan Qingfan raised his head stiffly and looked at the imposing sky, and he murmured to himself in hesitation: "Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, it really came at the right time."

It's really time, the pain like a broken heart, and the pain of the palm on the chest, what could be more painful and unbearable for him than these?

"Boom~!"

The first thunder rolled down, hitting Yan Qingfan's body.

Severe stabbing pains erupted all over his body, Yan Qingfan's already pale face lost even more blood, his pupils contracted violently and dilated again, his breathing caused pain in his heart, he closed his eyes hard, He took a deep breath, preparing to bear the next two thunderstorms.

After a few breaths, the second thunder came down quickly, and the pain felt by the body was obviously heavier than the first thunder. Yan Qingfan's eyes were already white and black. He tried his best to keep his breathing steady, but his body seemed to be Losing control, his legs were limp, and he immediately knelt on the ground.

Yan Qingfan lowered his head and looked at the dark red blood marks that were gradually oozing out of his body. If he really died like this, would Xuan Feimo feel a little bit of pity? There is a nine-tailed fox named Yan Qingfan, who once liked him sincerely and without regret, ever loved him?

When the third thunder fell, he could no longer support himself. His body was lying limply on the cold ground with mottled and entangled blood marks all over his body. After the white robe was soaked in blood, it was smashed into pieces A lot of pieces, scattered on the green grass.

He suddenly smiled, with a wry smile, Tianlei Jie, obviously in such severe pain, why couldn't it compare to the pain that Xuan Feimo's palm and those few words brought him?

Xuan Feimo, do you really have a heart?

Enduring the excruciating pain and convulsions, he slowly got up. Walking was already very difficult, so he slowly crawled forward on the ground. He didn't know where he was going. He just thought, Li Xuanfei Stay away from Mo, maybe it will be better.

At the corner of his line of sight, several dark figures slowly walked towards him, grabbed him who had no resistance, and led him to a dark, terrifying, and unbearable hell.

There was a dull sound of thunder in the distant sky. When Li Ye raised his head, his brows frowned slightly. It was the overwhelming thunder that fell. I don’t know how he is now, but Xuan Feimo should block it for him. Go for some.

Thinking about it, Li Ye's footsteps were visibly agitated. The Heavenly Thunder Tribulation was so powerful, Qing Fan would definitely be injured, would it be very serious, or maybe he would only suffer some minor injuries?

Although Li Ye made himself sit down, the irritability in his heart still couldn't be relieved in the slightest. What happened to Qingfan?

Forget it, don't think about it so much, he is in the ghost control clan, beside Xuan Feimo, at least Xuan Feimo has to protect him a bit, nothing will happen to Qingfan.

Reassuring himself, Li Yeyu walked into the room, just as he raised his feet, suddenly thought of something terrible, he turned his head and stared at the place where the thunder just came.

There...there is no ghost-riding clan!

Like a phantom of a gust of wind, Li Ye rushed to that place recklessly, repeating a sentence in his heart, Qingfan, don't worry.

The blood on the blades of grass had solidified, and pieces of dark red and broken clothes on the ground were only familiar to the eyes for a while. Li Ye felt that the sky and the earth were spinning, and there was a buzzing in his head.

No, there was no sign of Yan Qingfan at all, where did this person go?He has just experienced three thunderstorms, where can he go?Why didn't Xuan Feimo protect him?

There was an inexplicable panic in his heart. At this moment, Li Ye suddenly remembered that when he saw Yan Qingfan for the first time, he was alone, alone in the cold wind and under the cold moonlight, crying in a low voice.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp stabbing pain in his heart, and the residual heartache was still lingering in his heart. What was he afraid of?

☆, obsessed with ashes

The surrounding environment was dark and humid, someone snapped their fingers, lit up a few red candles, flickering feebly.

Finally, he saw the scene in front of him clearly, a smiling face similar to his unforgettable face, but this face was full of cold breath and full of contempt and hatred.

Xuan Lingyun raised Yan Qingfan's blood-stained chin, and said lightly: "Welcome to my underworld as a guest, I will treat you well."

Yan Qingfan uncomfortably moved his chin away from his fingers, Xuan Feimo didn't want him anymore, so, Xuan Lingyun came to add insult to injury?

His hands and feet were tightly bound, his pale and scorched lips moved, but he didn't say anything after all.

Forget it, let’s just add insult to injury, it’s just a few more strokes on his scarred heart, after all, it’s not the same result, Xuan Feimo doesn’t care, so why should he care?

Watching Xuan Lingyun pull out a long whip full of sharp thorns from the torture rack next to him, the cold light flickering on the whip stung his eyes.

Yan Qingfan frowned uncomfortably, and then let out a chuckle: "It's a great honor for me to be entertained by Lord Mingzhu personally!"

Obviously already a prisoner, Yan Qingfan's expression was not afraid, but mocked instead, Xuan Lingyun said angrily: "Then you should enjoy it, there will be a lot later!"

Wherever the long whip touched, there was a burning pain, and a series of small wounds dripped blood unstoppably. Yan Qingfan's almost naked upper body was soon covered with cuts and bruises, and the blood was indistinct.

Beads of sweat the size of peas ran across his forehead, and he raised his pale face to look at Xuan Lingyun.

In Xuan Lingyun's view, this is insult and contempt.

"Suddenly realize that your face is also extremely hateful, if..."

Xuan Lingyun turned around and took out a cold dagger from the torture rack, and stretched it on his exquisite face.

Panic and fear flashed through his heart, Yan Qingfan's body trembled slightly, he was afraid that the face that Xuan Feimo had kissed, touched, and liked would become unrecognizable and ugly, and he closed his eyes tightly.

"You probably don't know, do you? This dagger is a magic weapon for dealing with evil spirits in my underworld. Its special feature is that any scars drawn by it can never be erased."

Xuan Lingyun's eyes at this time exuded a light like a poisonous snake that chilled Yan Qingfan's heart.

The cold touch on his face shocked Yan Qingfan, and he didn't know what was going on in his mind at this moment, but he felt that if this face was gone, then there would be nothing between him and Xuan Feimo.

"No, you can torture me however you want, just don't ruin my face..."

Xuan Lingyun laughed triumphantly: "So you know very well that the person my brother likes is not you at all! The stinky fox of the Qingqiu royal family, it's a pity, who made you have a face similar to that of Zhong Yunxuan, damn it The most important thing is that your eyes also..."

Enduring the pain in his body and heart, Yan Qingfan replied with difficulty: "Yes, I have only known Xuan Feimo for a few months, and it is nothing that he treats me like this, but what about you? You are with him My brother who has lived for 2000 years, has he ever won his heart? You are just like me, using your body to win his love for a moment."

Xuan Lingyun's eyes were filled with monstrous hatred, and Yan Qingfan's words hit the sore spot in his heart. Xuan Feimo and him are the closest people in the world. They have known each other for the first time and are inseparable, but why is such a humble The mortal easily snatched away the person he loved, and Xuan Feimo loved that person like drinking ecstasy soup. He hated the existence of Zhong Yunxuan, even today, more than 1000 years after his death.

Holding the dagger quickly across Yan Qingfan's pale face, bright red blood gradually flowed out from under the dagger, one, two..., dozens of hideous wounds covered Yan Qingfan's beautiful face.

Ruined, the last hope is gone, under Yan Qingfan's tightly closed eyes, the eyelashes trembled, and when the last knife was over, he let go of his tightly biting lower lip in despair.

Now, he probably doesn't even have the desire to let Xuan Feimo vent. He will never be needed by Xuan Feimo again, and he is completely lost.

Xuan Lingyun seemed to see through him: "Are you desperate?"

I don't know where to take out a mirror, put it in front of Yan Qingfan, and pulled his hair: "Look, take a closer look, what kind of ugly appearance you are now, I'm afraid it's time to send you to my brother." Go to the couch, he won't want you anymore, right? He doesn't even want to look at you again, what do you think?"

He shook his head vigorously, don't listen, don't think, Yan Qingfan silently hypnotized himself in his heart, he was really in pain, he really wanted to sleep like this, forget the pain in his heart, forget the hurt he suffered , forget the person who hurt him.

He didn't remember how many punishments Xuan Lingyun imposed on him, he only knew that he fainted many times from the pain, and was woken up by Xuan Lingyun again and again, over and over again.

But this time when he woke up, there were seven or eight more people in front of him, Xuan Lingyun's subordinates, all men with rough and savage looks.

"His needs are very high. You must take good care of him so that he will never forget it." Xuan Lingyun sneered and ordered the people behind him.

Finally seeing the uncontrollable fear on Yan Qingfan's face, Xuan Lingyun slowly walked to the seat beside him, he wanted to appreciate this rare scene.

Those people walked towards him, Yan Qingfan couldn't think about anything anymore, only fear in his heart, which swept him boundlessly, and there was only his scream of desperate struggle floating here.

"Don't come here, don't come here...don't..."

The remaining clothes all over his body after experiencing the catastrophe of thunder were mercilessly torn into pieces at this time, his legs were violently torn apart, his fragile and delicate lower body was completely exposed to the air, a huge and thick penis He rushed in instantly.

I couldn't help moaning in pain, my arms and feet were struggling weakly, my thin waist was tightly grasped by a pair of animal claw-like palms, and my lower body was ferociously pinched, time and time again, more and more Faster, deeper and heavier, until the rough man is free.

Then the second, the third... until the last one.

Yan Qingfan didn't know what he was thinking during this long and desperate process, maybe he didn't think about anything, there was really nothing left in his world.

Xuan Lingyun stood up calmly: "I've seen enough dramas, Yan Qingfan, you can die."

Li Ye had never been so scared before, and he was going crazy if he couldn't find Yan Qingfan.

The figure flitted across the wilderness at a very high speed. To his delight, he saw a civet cat, like a ray of light in the long dark night. He rushed over quickly, grabbed it and said anxiously: "You are nearby, not long ago Have you seen the person who suffered the thunder?"

Caught by someone who rushed over suddenly, the little civet cat trembled and stared at Li Ye in horror.

Li Ye was very anxious, he just wanted to find Yan Qingfan quickly: "Don't worry, I will never hurt you, have you seen the person who just suffered the thunder?"

The little civet cat has only practiced for more than 300 years, and he can speak human words. He felt the aura of the immortals around Li Ye, and after confirming that his life was safe, he slowly opened his mouth and said: "I have seen...just now the thunder...the white...injured Yes, a lot of people...take them away."

"You mean he was injured, and then many people took him away?" Li Ye asked anxiously, "Where did you see them go?"

"The place...I'm afraid...afraid..." The civet cat spoke intermittently, "There...the evil spirits."

Li Ye frowned: "The underworld? Is it the underworld?"

The little civet cat nodded.

Letting go of it, Li Ye's figure rushed away.

Underworld, I don't know why, when Li Ye thought of the moment when Yan Qingfan was in the underworld, great anxiety surged in his heart, as if something he was afraid of would happen there.

☆, willing to be one person

In the underworld, a subordinate rushed to Liu Ying: "Liu Ying, please tell your lord quickly, there is a very powerful person rushing in from outside!"

"Who is it? How dare you trespass on our underworld?" Liu Ying asked angrily.

The person who came shook his head: "I don't know, but his cultivation level is very high, so he is looking for our Lord Mingzhu."

Liu Ying thought about coming to report to Xuan Lingyun, Xuan Lingyun frowned, it seemed that the fox's popularity was not bad, and someone came to rescue him so soon.

With a chuckle, it might not be that easy to snatch someone from him.

"Let him come in directly." Xuan Lingyun seemed to be in control, and ordered calmly.

Except for that cold-blooded and ruthless man Xuan Feimo, Liu Ying has never seen anyone who made their adults suffer, so he retreated quietly.

When Li Ye came in, the first thing he saw was

Yan Qingfan was covered in wounds, his hands and feet were bound by iron chains, his head could not lean against the stone pillar behind him, and Li Ye could feel his extremely weak breath.

As soon as he moved his feet, a dazzling magic formation suddenly appeared in front of him, and Li Ye was enveloped in it.

Clapping his palms, Xuan Lingyun walked over from the shadows and walked in front of Li Ye.

"Who are you from Yan Qingfan? Are you looking for him in such a hurry?"

Li Yelin's ice-like eyes fixed on Xuan Lingyun, and the mana around him was about to surge out, breaking through the magic circle, Yan Qingfan was really too weak.

Xuan Lingyun didn't talk nonsense anymore, he put away the faint smile on his face, and said seriously: "Li Ye, I know you, Sanxian, right?"

The mana from Li Ye's palms had begun to flow out quickly. The most effective and direct way to break the magic circle that imprisoned him in the shortest time was to destroy the eyes of the circle, so he rushed to the center of the circle regardless.

Xuan Lingyun was still talking to himself: "I may not be able to beat you, but as long as I can kill him before you come out, that's enough."

Li Ye's pupils dilated extremely, and then his heart suddenly shrank, as if he had lost control of himself.

Seeing Yan Qingfan's blood-stained chest and abdomen under Xuan Lingyun's palm, Xuan Lingyun landed with such a fatal blow, and landed impartially.

Li Ye couldn't remember how he broke through the magic circle, nor how Xuan Lingyun slapped him twice on the back. He only knew how to rush to Yan Qingfan desperately. He only remembered that Yan Qingfan was beaten by him. When I hugged it, the world was dark.

After escaping from the ghost-riding clan, Li Ye took off his outer robe and wrapped it around Yan Qingfan's scarred body, and while infusing him with spiritual energy, he frantically ran towards Qingqiu.

Yan Qingfan's breathing could no longer be felt, his pulse and the breath around him seemed to melt into the air. Li Ye became more and more afraid, and Yan Qingfan's body began to turn cold.

Yan Qingfan's inner alchemy was hit hard, Li Ye desperately poured mana into the place where the inner alchemy was in his belly, but as soon as the mana entered his body, he realized that Yan Qingfan's inner alchemy had shattered It was opened, and now there is only a weak mana remaining in the body, maintaining the human figure.

What kind of harsh punishment did Xuan Lingyun impose on him to make him what he is now?

No, if this continues, Yan Qingfan's three souls and seven souls will completely disappear before he returns to Qingqiu to let his mother and elders rescue him.

The sweat on Li Ye's cheeks mixed with the bright red blood, dripped on Yan Qingfan's face, turning into a drop on his bloodstain.

He stopped, and put Yan Qingfan, who was almost out of breath in his arms, on the soft grass, if he needed to do so, he was willing.

"Qingfan, don't let yourself get hurt again, okay?"

Li Yezai stared carefully at the blood-stained face in front of him, which was deeply imprinted in his heart, and then closed his eyes.

……

Qingqiu, when Yan Qingfan woke up, the Fox King of Qingqiu was his mother, and his brothers and sisters including Yan Lingfeng and Yan Lingyu were guarding the room.

"Fan'er, you're awake, are you feeling alright?"

The queen of Qingqiu Kingdom, who was graceful and luxurious but looked slightly haggard, said kindly.

Yan Qingfan concentrated his attention before slowly opening his mouth: "The child is unfilial, and the mother and brothers are worried."

She lovingly touched Yan Qingfan's head, and said with a smile: "From now on, you have to be more obedient, don't just ignore it just because you are favored."

Yan Qingfan nodded: "Never again. How long have I been in a coma? I remember that I wasn't..."

He thought for a while, but still didn't say anything about Xuan Lingyun in the underworld: "Why did I come back?"

Yan Lingfeng was still so free and unrestrained: "What's the matter? I'm so happy outside that I can't bear to come back?"

Yan Lingyu's seductive face was a bit disgusted with Yan Lingfeng: "What are you talking about! Don't teach us little Shiwu badly."

Yan Lingyu turned her head to look at Yan Qingfan, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, little fifteen, Brother Seven is here to tell you, and you, Li Ye asked some little fox demons to send you back, and Li Ye asked you to send me back." They said that he would leave for a period of time, find a place to practice for a hundred thousand years, and prepare for the next successful ascension, so don't worry, take good care of yourself."

It turned out that it was Li Ye who rescued him from the underworld. Thinking about it, who else would miss a mere demon fox like Yan Qingfan?

It's just that after Li Ye left like this, I don't know how long it will take to practice before seeing him again. Thinking of this, Yan Qingfan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Seeing his sad expression, Yan Lingfeng comforted herself: "Xiao Shiwu, don't feel too bad, we are not mortals, thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye, when you get together again, That feeling will be even better!"

Mother Yan glanced at him coldly: "Lingfeng, if you are so unprincipled, I will let you become an apprentice with the three elders."

Yan Lingfeng shut up obediently.

Yan Qingfan smiled slightly: "It's okay, I'm not a child anymore, I still follow Master's buttocks all day long, I hope he can successfully overcome the calamity and ascend after practicing this time, and then, as an apprentice, I can also rely on Master Dip in the light."

He smiled and spoke lightly, just trying to cover up the grief and scars in his heart.

The smile caused bursts of pain on his face, he stretched out his hand to caress his face, only then did he realize that his face must be full of cuts, ugly and ugly, and his expression became gloomy.

Seeing him like this, Yan Lingyu took out a small jade bottle from her arms: "Little Shiwu, this is a pill made from many spiritual herbs that my master and I collected from Baicao Valley. You can eat it, although it can't completely eliminate you. Scars on the face, but at most there will only be a little mark."

Yan Lingyu checked the wound on Yan Qingfan's face. It was injured by a magic weapon and could not be restored. The most he could do was to eliminate the obvious marks.

"Well, it doesn't matter if it's not good, man, it's okay to have some scars, right?" Yan Qingfan smiled easily.

☆, if the heart is sad

It has been a month since I returned to Qingqiu, Yan Qingfan smiled as brightly as before in the daytime, hang out with Yan Lingfeng, practice spells with Yan Lingyu, the premise is that Yan Lingyu's master is not around.

Speaking of spells, Yan Qingfan laughed at himself. After the last thunder disaster, he transitioned from the demon fox to the magic fox realm, and his internal cultivation has obviously increased. Fu, why didn't he die under the torture of Xuan Lingyun? Why wasn't he so happy?Is it because a heart is broken, and the pain is so painful that you can no longer feel it, so everything is meaningless?

When Yan Qingfan woke up from the dream, there was a bright moon hanging in the sky. The white moonlight shone through the window and hit the ground coldly, with a feeling of icy cold.

Just like Yan Qingfan's big wet pillow, cool and cold, this is not the first time he had such a nightmare, since he returned to Qingqiu, every night, he would dream of Xuan Feimo, Dreaming of his cold and heartless palm, dreaming of his furiously telling him to get out, his disgusted and distant eyes, and the blurred back of Zhong Yunxuan who has never met but always occupies Xuan Fei Mo's heart.

After waking up, he couldn't fall asleep. This has been the case for the past month. The tears on Yan Qingfan's face had dried up. He sat quietly in the dark, but his mind was uncontrollably thinking about the time spent in the forbidden area of ​​the Ghost Rider Clan. what happened.

The pain and despair in his heart, like a stubborn illness, haunted Yan Qingfan all the time, and could make it difficult for him to breathe at any time, and the pain pierced his heart.

During the day, he tried his best to let himself do something and spend less time thinking about that person, so that he could temporarily escape the unhealed pain.

At night, he also fell asleep early, praying that he would not dream, let alone dream about that person when he woke up until dawn. However, every night, he was the one who woke up from the dream with Xuan Feimo, and he couldn't control his madness after waking up. He was the one who missed Xuan Feimo, and in the end, he was the one who gradually fell asleep with dry tears on his face.

In the pain and longing, Yan Qingfan repeatedly sank and struggled. He went to his mother several times, thinking that she would cast a spell so that he could forget the pain Xuan Feimo gave him, and forget that he loved her so much. The person in love also forgot the short-lived happiness.

But every time he walked to the door, his feet still couldn't go in, and eventually fell back again.

Obviously, he should be forgotten. Only by forgetting him can he feel better, and only by forgetting him can he return to the carefree, innocent and happy little prince Qingqiu.

But there is a voice in his heart stopping him, don't forget, if a person doesn't even remember the person he loves the most, then why is he alive, abandoning his past, how cruel.

I have to admit that Yan Qingfan misses Xuan Feimo's brief tenderness to him, misses his tender eyes, he will sink because of this, and he will never forget it in this life.

A few days after Yan Qingfan was kicked out of the ghost-riding clan by Xuan Feimo, Jing Yue returned to Xuan Feimo's bedroom, crawled under Xuan Feimo's body, twisted his waist, and catered to Xuan Feimo's desire hit.

He groaned unrestrainedly, and groaned: "Ah... my lord, I can't take it anymore..."

Xuan Feimo pinched Jing Yue's chin: "I think you are clearly not enough, look at your charming face..."

Having said this, Xuan Feimo was stunned, why did he suddenly think of the nine-tailed demon fox?Damn it, that fox dared to rely on his love to break the mirror, and Yunxuan lost the last thing. Thinking of this, Xuan Feimo felt angry, and he still thought of that fox demon, Could it be that he, the majestic ghost king, was really bewitched by a little demon fox?ridiculous!

Jing Yue felt the more intense movements on his body, and let him be fiddled with weakly.

Whether it's on Jing Yue or Xuan Lingyun, even after venting all night, Xuan Feimo still feels that there is a place in his heart that he can't satisfy, but he doesn't know why.

Once, the two of you accidentally mentioned Yan Qingfan, and Xuan Feimo suddenly felt an inexplicable longing in his heart. He shook his head in disbelief after realizing this thought. It was really ridiculous. Obviously only Yunxuan.

Taking a closer look at Xuan Feimo's expression, Qi Mei guessed something, and tentatively said: "My lord, why don't you go find Mr. Yan right now?"

Xuan Feimo glanced at Mei coldly: "I want you to mind your own business!"

"Master, this subordinate is not looking at you..." Mei's mouth was about to say something, but Qi immediately gave him a wink.

The two people who retreated from the palace exchanged in low voices, and said charmingly: "Why didn't you let me finish talking just now?"

Shaking his head, he hated iron and steel, "You are ranked second anyway, why do you have the same brains! When you talked too much just now, although the Lord blamed you verbally, there was no trace of anger in his eyes , I see, in just a few days, the lord will definitely find Qingfan by himself."

Mei was slightly surprised: "Really? Why didn't I see it? Then do you think that Yan Qingfan will come back?"

"That depends on his own and the Lord's thoughts." Said Mei, shaking her head and walking away.

After that, on the first day, Xuan Feimo summoned Jing Yue twice.

The next day, Jing Yue left Xuan Feimo's bedroom.

On the third day, Xuan Feimo was drunk alone, lying on the ground and muttering for a long time, unable to understand the content clearly.

On the fourth day, the two of them looked at the back of Xuan Feimo leaving the clan.

Not long after, outside the gate of Xiao's house.

Xuan Feimo stopped outside the courtyard wall, hesitated for a while, and chose to knock on the door instead of going straight in.

A few days after Yan Xingruo gave birth to Lin'er, Xiao Lu who came to open the door saw that the person outside was Xuan Feimo. He was very surprised. Used to threaten Li Ye.

"Why are you here?"

Xiao Lu didn't use any titles for Xuan Feimo. Speaking of which, Xiao Lu still somewhat minded that Xuan Feimo took him and his wife as hostages. In his usual opinion, Xuan Feimo in the past would never do such despicable things.

Xuan Feimo said indifferently, "I'm here to find Yan Qingfan, you tell him to come out to see me."

Xiao Lu frowned, and asked in surprise, "Isn't Qingfan in the Ghost Controlling Clan? When did you come here again?"

Why not here?A feeling of disappointment suddenly rose in Xuan Feimo's heart: "He didn't come back?"

"Why do you say 'come back'? Could it be that he left the Ghost Rider Clan?" Xiao Lu was puzzled, shouldn't Yan Qingfan stay by Xuan Feimo's side all the time?How could there be such a saying?

Xuan Feimo ignored Xiao Lu's words, turned around and left.

Yan Qingfan, this little fox is really angry, so he left, right?Don't let him find it, is it to anger him?

Thinking of the day when Yan Qingfan left, the thunder was rolling in the sky, the thunder with that kind of momentum should be the catastrophe of the thunder that Yan Qingfan once told him, he was burning with anger at that time, and he didn't let them follow him Look, I don't know how the little fox is doing now, the little demon fox has become a little demon fox, will it grow a little taller?Thinking of this, Xuan Feimo himself didn't realize that he actually smiled.

The black figure turned in one direction. Since Yan Qingfan was not with Yan Xingruo, he must have returned to Qingqiu. It happened that the Kunlun Mirror was also there, so there was no harm in going there.

The author has something to say: Maybe it’s because Liang Dan wrote such an article for the first time. The characters and plots are not handled very well. It's not in vain to see the end