Long Jun, don't mess around

After a while, they arrived in front of Jiangfu's gate. The mansion is not big, but it is clean and elegant. It is a Fengshui layout that is on the rise. Baojiang's century-old foundation is not a problem.

After entering the inner courtyard, it was all Jiangnan style, which must have something to do with Jiang Yu's previous life.

Feng Wuxie didn't say anything, and let them lead the way into Jiang Yu's small courtyard to enjoy tea and flowers.

The small courtyard seems to be composed of ink and wash. Standing in such a courtyard full of Jiangnan flavor, Feng Wuxie is like a piece of white snow falling in the ink, extraordinarily cold and silent.

"This is the yard that Ye arranged for me, and I like it very much." Jiang Yu poured tea for Feng Wuxie while talking, and then said to Emperor Ye: "Ye, don't you drink tea?"

Ye Di didn't say much all the way, he looked bitter and bitter, and now he heard his sweetheart call his name, he immediately came over like a well-behaved dog, stretched out his ape arms and hugged Jiang Yu in his arms. in the arms.

"It's better for my Yu'er, it's better for my Yu'er." After finishing speaking, he still didn't forget to press a kiss on his cheek.

Jiang Yu was so amused by his appearance that he couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to push him away and said, "Someone is here."

Looking at the two of them, Feng Wuxie couldn't help wondering if she had made a mistake in her calculations. Judging by the intimacy, no matter how you look at it, it's impossible that they haven't been together yet.

"Yedi...do you also live in this courtyard?"

Yedi pouted his chin as if intending to show off: "I live in the same room and share the same bed with Yu'er."

How could Feng Wuxie believe him, who knows that Jiang Yu also said: "When I was young, my health was not very good, and my health would only get better when I was with Ye, so we lived together since childhood."

Feng Wuxie felt a little admiration for Ye Di, compared to him, Yuan Qi was simply...an animal!

He is also a man of blood and vigor, and he can bear the skin-to-skin contact day and night. If Yuan Qi restrains a little, he will not be pregnant now...

"Besides, Yu'er's taste is so good, even if I'm not sick, I won't be willing to leave you."

Well, he, Feng Wuxie, took back the conclusion just now, lifted the veil silently and took a sip of tea to suppress his shock.

After drinking a cup of tea with the two of them, they didn't mention the matter of Yuan Qi. It was rare for the two to have a good result, so Feng Wuxie said goodbye and left.

The demon world is chaotic, and a demon palace stands in the center of the demon city.

2000 years ago, the demon king Yedi made a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace. The battle between immortals and demons caused great damage to the demon world, and it has been sealed since then.

It wasn't until the demon king Feng Wuxie broke the Xing Tiansuo a hundred years ago that the demon world came back to life.

The demons are warlike, not to mention that both Feng Wuxie and all the beings of the demons have a deep hatred for the fairy world. For a hundred years, Feng Wuxie has frequently fought wars, but has been more supported by the demon world.

In addition, the elders of the Demon Clan take care of the affairs of the Demon Clan, and the Demon Realm grows gradually, threatening to look down upon the Six Realms.

When Feng Wuxie returned to the Demon Palace, the servants who served him knew that he was cold by nature, and when they saw him back, they didn't dare to say a word, and all bowed their knees and retreated.

The devil world is chaotic, but fortunately, Feng Wuxie is a person who likes to enjoy himself. The layout of the devil palace is somewhat similar to his Fengze Palace. The light gauze soft tents and green smoke curl up into the eyes, which is no different from a fairyland.

He felt tired, and his energy level was not as good as before, all because of this egg in his stomach...

However, in the past few years, he could still feel hot and cold in his abdomen, which also affected his appetite for eating, nausea and retching.

In the past few years, I have no feeling at all, could it be...

How could it be, didn't Yuanhe say that he was very healthy...

"My Honor..."

Feng Wuxie quickly moved her hands away from her abdomen, pretending to straighten her clothes, raised her indifferent eyebrows and looked at the person who entered the door: "Who allowed you to come in without my permission!"

Liu Qingmian was wearing a blue long gown, with a vague smile on her fair face.

"The subordinate guessed that my lord must be hungry, so I specially stewed the herbal porridge with xianzhi lingcao and sent it to my lord."

To say that he is hungry is really a little bit, his brows and eyes are closed, it is accurate.

Liu Qingmian clapped her hands, and a slave from the demon world brought a silver plate containing an emerald cup to Feng Wuxie.

Feng Wuxie lazily leaned on the couch, let Liu Qingmian lift the lid of the bowl, a scent of medicinal herbs circulated in the room, as if on the Yaowang Mountain, where immortal grasses and famous flowers competed for beauty.

Feng Wuxie has no appetite: "When is it time to eat?"

Liu Qingmian replied with a smile: "It's a coincidence that my lord came back. It's just after the meal time."

"Really." Feng Wuxie said: "I haven't drunk or eaten meat for a long time, this kind of porridge should be withdrawn first, and bring some good wine and meat."

Liu Qingmian was taken aback again: "This... this medicine is a great tonic, it's best not to waste it."

"You don't listen to what I say? Then what's the point of being this Demon Lord?"

Liu Qingmian couldn't hold back against him, so she had to take the porridge away, and after a while, she brought good wine and meat to the table.

Feng Wuxie only took a few bites before putting down her chopsticks, then looked up at him and said, "Why are you doing this, serving me like a slave, and I have no shortage of slaves."

Liu Qingmian bit her lips slightly, and then said with a smile: "As a member of the demon clan, it is my honor to serve my lord."

"That person is lying to you. Even if he takes care of me until I'm fat and white, he won't be able to fulfill his promise and take you to heaven. Don't forget your identity, you are a demon."

The smile on Liu Qingmian's face could no longer be maintained, and he felt a sour taste surging in his chest.

The grievance and pain that had been suppressed for a long time erupted for a while, and he couldn't even cry. It was hysterical despair.

If he is just a mortal, even if he is the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, there will be no complaints or regrets with him for a hundred years.

But he is not...he is a fairy, the future emperor of heaven.

"You don't have to hate this seat." Feng Wuxie said quietly: "This seat treats you well, and the demon clan also respects you as the highest, but your demons are hard to get rid of, and you expect too much from that unattainable person. Where is he? It's worth your sacrifice."

"My respect to the eighth prince, no..."

"Presumptuous!" Feng Wuxie said coldly: "This seat and the eighth prince are in love with each other, you are wishful thinking, you are being played by others without knowing it."

The man's face turned pale when he heard this: "The subordinates have no complaints when being played by the great prince of the heavens. Why should my lord be angry? The subordinates are loyal to the demon world and serve my lord. That's right!"

Feng Wuxie stood up and walked towards the inner room, there was no way to eat this meal!

Kicking the door of the room shut, he turned over and lay down on the couch. His white clothes were thin, and the outline of his figure could be seen. The bulge of his abdomen became a little obvious after lying down like this.

He hasn't eaten anything for many days, but he doesn't care, he wonders if the child can hold on...

He began to feel a little flustered, thinking wildly, and felt a stabbing pain in his abdomen, as if someone had pricked him with a needle, so he gasped and sat up.

The room was empty, and the layout was simple yet comfortable. Suddenly, a golden light in the corner caught his eyeballs. He quickly looked around, and instantly opened a pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes.

Standing up, he almost stumbled and walked over.

In a hexagram formation, an old oil lamp floats in mid-air and burns slowly, and above the blue flame floats a glazed lamp.

This is the most precious treasure in the world: the soul-inducing lamp and the soul-collecting lamp, which can gather together the three souls and seven souls that have been lost in the six worlds and eight wildernesses.

At that time, he had not had time to return the soul-inducing lamp to Baidi's daughter Yunya, and the Jipo lamp was snatched from the Golden Light Palace of the Emperor of Heaven after he became a demon and broke into the Heavenly Palace.

Now, the lamp that has been silent for a hundred years is finally lit up, and inside the lamp, a wisp of white soul is slowly wandering.

"Yuan Qi..." Feng Wuxie was almost about to cry, he stretched out his fingers tremblingly to touch that strand of soul, but fearing that he would accidentally scare that strand of wandering soul, he quickly withdrew his hand.

He knew it was okay, he knew it was okay!

Yuan Qi's soul will definitely be able to gather again, and then he will be able to come back alive...

"Rather than not being able to see you in death, even if there is a glimmer of hope in life, I, Feng Wuxie, will find you!"

He stretched out one finger into the soul-collecting cup, and the wandering soul slowly wrapped around his fingertips. His fingers trembled slightly, but a slight smile appeared on his lips.

How long has it been since he smiled like this, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth are even a little stiff.

After the first ray of soul was collected into the soul-collecting cup, Feng Wuxie ended his century-old battle against the heavens.

He began to concentrate on collecting other souls as soon as possible, and he ran around the six realms, looking for them everywhere.

With a ray of soul as the introduction, the other souls seemed to come from a search, gathering deliberately, and it really made him gather slowly.

The three souls and the seven souls have gathered the three souls, but the seven souls don't know when they will be collected.

In the Deep Sea Crystal Palace, Feng Wuxie came with a burst of mist.

Yuan Hezheng hugged Xiao Jiu'er and laughed, seeing Feng Wuxie rushing in, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "The Demon Lord is here to welcome you, what can I tell you?"

Feng Wuxie raised her hand and threw a small icy jade bottle to Yuan He, who quickly held it in his palm.

"what is this?"

Xiao Jiu'er snatched the small bottle and opened her eyes wide: "Sister-in-law, this, is this the soul of Myna?"

Feng Wuxie nodded, he stood alone in the hall and rubbed his brows helplessly: "You put him on his body to raise him."

Yuan He's complexion changed drastically, he looked at the small bottle held in Xiao Jiu'er's hand, and then at Feng Wuxie's expression, and said calmly: "Why don't you send it over by yourself, my deep sea barrier will do a little bit for you None."

Feng Wuxie didn't want to answer anything, so he turned around and left the deep sea.

If he had to explain clearly why he didn't put this soul on Yuan Qi himself, he was actually afraid. He was worried that there would be no reaction at all if the soul was put on him.

Xiao Jiu'er looked at the direction Feng Wuxie was leaving thoughtfully: "I never expected that Sister-in-law Ba had really collected the three souls of Mynah. If the clans attack the heavens to grab the soul lamps, it is said that they use their spiritual energy to search for the whereabouts of the souls, which is very humanly possible."

Yuan He murmured to himself: "Maybe...it might really make him gather the other seven souls..."

Xiao Jiu'er looked at him strangely and said, "Yuan He, why do you say that, it's a good thing that mynah can wake up after gathering all three souls and seven souls."

Yuan He closed the fan in his hand, stood up long, and hugged Xiao Jiu'er into his arms: "Come on, let's see if your starling has any possibility of waking up."

In the forbidden area of ​​the deep sea, under the dome made of crystal, lay the blue dragon with suddenly scales. The blue dragon floated in a piece of spiritual energy, making him lifelike.

"How do I use this?" Xiao Jiu'er's voice echoed in the open space.

Yuan He took the small bottle, seeing the wandering soul in the bottle, his eyes suddenly changed, his fingers tightened tightly, if it wasn't for the hard material of the bottle, he might have crushed it in an instant.

"Yuan He?"

Xiao Jiu'er is a little ghost, looking at his expression, he couldn't help worrying: "Yuanhe, what's wrong with you, don't you want mynah to wake up?"