Master Shizun wants to force marriage?

The sadness in Ji Heng's eyes was almost overwhelmed, Yan Tong didn't dare to look into those eyes for a while, turned around and looked out the window with a cold snort.

The embroidered pouch was made by Ji Heng himself, and it was embroidered with the white cat that Ji Heng gave him later to relieve boredom. It was originally used to hold some pills.

Later, the piece of jade that he carried with him all year round was broken, so he put the broken jade in an embroidered pouch, and carried it with him for another hundred years in the demon abyss.

Originally, the jade could still be repaired, but now it can no longer be done.

He originally wanted to return the property to its original owner and let go of the past, but when he saw Ji Heng holding the kit so cautiously and lovingly, he was inexplicably angry.

I carry him with me every day, you can't see it when I hold it in the palm of my hand, why are you pretending to protect this piece of jade now?

Gu She stared at Ji Heng and Yan Tong dumbfounded, naturally he didn't notice the red general with red eyes and stern face.

Chi Jiang stared at Ji Heng almost viciously, stepped forward quickly, and kicked away the debris in Ji Heng's hand, and Ji Heng's back also quickly turned black and blue.

Ji Heng didn't seem to notice that there was a half-person tall child in the room, and his eyes were still red when he raised his head.

General Chi kicked on the ground a few more times as if venting his anger, kicking those residues everywhere, he glared at Ji Heng and roared: "Go back! Brother Tong doesn't like you!"

Ji Heng was still at a loss as to where he was, and listened to the red general's reprimand without saying a word, kneeling on the cold ground without getting up.

Yan Tong was startled by the sound behind him, and when he turned his head, he saw that General Chi was still kicking those residues angrily. He frowned, and said in a deep voice, "General Chi, stop."

Chi Jiang looked up at Yan Tong, the blood in his eyes gradually receded, he blinked twice, and threw himself at Yan Tong's feet as if he had been wronged by the sky, hugged Yan Tong's legs and refused to let go, looked up at Yan Tong, his voice Some choked up: "Brother Tong, this person is very bad..."

Yan Tong looked at Chi Jiang and wanted to reprimand him, but he swallowed the words.

He should think the same way, Ji Heng used to treat him like that without nostalgia, now that Ji Heng is in his hands, he should kill him without hesitation.

Looking up at Ji Heng, the man was still looking at the debris all over the floor, looking at a loss.

He can't do it.

Even after a hundred years, he still has no way to attack this person.

He thought sadly, if he is said to be the evil star of the world, then Ji Heng should be his inevitable disaster.

"Gu She, please come down to the Hall of Everlasting Regret, Master Heng Xianzun." Yan Tong took a deep breath and didn't look at Ji Heng again.

Gu She took the lead and stepped forward to make a "please" gesture to Ji Heng.

Ji Heng stood up suddenly, and quickly took two steps back. He glanced at Yan Tong, then at Gu She standing in front of him, and shook his head slowly and firmly: "I won't go."

General Chi stared at him viciously, Yan Tong patted General Chi on the shoulder, and his voice softened a bit: "Send him out of the Demon Realm and set up an enchantment, and Immortal Heng Jun will never be able to enter the Demon Realm again."

Chi Jiang was stunned for a moment, and then said happily: "Brother Tong, will you never see him again?"

Yan Tong lowered his eyes, suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart, and nodded his head lightly, looking at Ji Heng: "A hundred years of feud, ten years of great kindness. Ji Heng, you and I are clean, and from now on we will be separated from each other. Don’t owe me anything, let’s go back to your blue dome. If we meet again in the future, you will be the immortal, and I will be the devil’s lord. Life and death will depend on one’s ability.”

For a time, needles could be heard in the hall.

Ji Heng stood in a daze for a while and slowly raised his feet and walked towards Yan Tong, staggered slightly, and muttered and repeated what Yan Tong said.

"You and I are clear, neither owes each other?"

"Life and death, each depends on its ability?"

Yan Tong frowned at his bewildered look and did not speak, letting him walk up to him step by step.

Ji Heng stopped when there was still an arm's length between them, looked at Yan Tong, suddenly smiled softly, and waved his hand to form a barrier between him and Yan Tong.

Chi Jiang was ejected by the barrier and fell to the ground.

He stood up angrily, and immediately turned into a black sword and stabbed at Ji Heng.

Then got bounced back.

Repeated many times, the enchantment is still intact.

Yan Tong was startled, he was seriously injured but he was still able to block the attack of the red general. Could it be that Ji Heng was really practicing some kind of sorcery?

Ji Heng kept looking at Yan Tong, and naturally he didn't miss the moment of surprise in his eyes.

Still smiling gently, he reached out and stroked Yan Tong's earlobe while he was in a trance, and squeezed it lightly.

Yan Tong froze and stood there unable to move, his mind went blank.

It wasn't until the two cool lips covered his lips, trembling slightly between his lips, that he suddenly widened his eyes and pushed Ji Heng away: "Ji, Heng!"

Ji Heng was staggered by the push, and after standing still, he looked at Yan Tong and smiled miserably: "Impossible, Yan Tong, there is no way we can be clean between you and me."

Yan Tong's face turned blue and red, and he said in a hoarse voice, "You're crazy."

"I'm very sober," Ji Heng looked at him: "For more than 100 years, I have never been more sober than I am now."

Ji Heng was originally cold and indifferent, his indifference was born from the bottom of his bones, and he was born ruthless and free and easy.But now, although there is no extreme expression on this person's face, his eyes are full of sadness.There is also a hint of madness.

Yan Tong stood there in a daze.

At this time, he still had the time to think about it, as if Ji Heng had entered the Hall of Everlasting Regret, the most he said to him was "You are crazy".

Ji Heng, it seems that he is no longer the pure and clean Ji Heng.

The person in front of him is just an ordinary person suffering from selfish desires.

Yan Tong didn't speak.Ji Heng turned his head, glanced at Gu She with a blank face and the red general who was furious, and finally turned his gaze back to Yan Tong, but he was not looking at him, his gaze was far away, as if he was looking through Yan Tong looked at something, and said slowly: "I'm here to bring Tongtong home."

Yan Tong was full of irritability, and suddenly forcibly broke the barrier and took half a step back, saying coldly, "Don't call me that again."

He knew that his current appearance must be awkward and ugly, but he really didn't want to hear Ji Heng call him that at a time like this.

In those ten years, Ji Heng would call his name so softly at the most warm moment. He was very useful at that time, and he just felt that it was ironic, but now there is a hundred years of life and death between the two of them. The name, Yan Tong only felt chills.

He selfishly separated the Ji Heng of those ten years from the Ji Heng who broke with him, deluding himself into thinking that as long as he did so, he could still hide those days filled with cool breeze and warm sun, Not to be contaminated by the blood and hatred that followed.

And this soft subconscious call ruthlessly filled the gully he had worked so hard to open.The ten years of life on the clouds were suddenly dragged into a bloodbath, the Ji Heng who betrayed him, left him, and sealed him into the demon abyss, and the Ji Heng who treated him well, taught him how to cultivate, and cooked for him suddenly overlapped.

He can't take it.

Ji Heng was seriously injured at first, and he managed to hold up a barrier so that he could still have a chance to have a word with Yan Tong, but now he was broken by Yan Tong's brute force, and he was backlashed again, and he was already overwhelmed.

There was a fishy sweetness in his throat, he pressed it down forcibly, instead of retreating, he advanced, the corners of his mouth raised, and he said in a relaxed manner: "My lord, have you forgotten what I said before?"

Yan Tong looked at him sullenly.

Ji Heng was still smiling, and said word by word: "Qingdome Ji Heng, please marry Yan Tong, the master of the Demon Realm."

Yan Tong raised his hand, and was about to slap that heavy slap, but when he was about to touch Ji Heng's face, he barely stopped, and said coldly: "Wishful thinking."

What did Ji Heng want to say, suddenly there was a noisy sound outside, as if someone was arguing.

Yan Tong glanced at Gu She, Gu She immediately turned around and went to the outer hall, and soon brought in a bloodless man in Tsing Yi. The man's face was pale, extremely morbidly pale, with black hair hanging down his shoulders. Adding a ghostly look to that face, the man was shaking a green fan with bamboo bones in his hand, aiming at several stalks of green bamboo.

Entering the hall, the man met Yan Tong's unfriendly eyes with a smile, put away his folding fan with a huff, cupped his hands and said, "My lord is safe."

Yan Tong frowned and looked at Gu She.

Gu She bowed and explained: "My lord, he is the Green Fan Scholar who was brought to the Palace of Everlasting Hate the day before yesterday."

The man then cheerfully continued, "I'm right here."

Yan Tong: "..."

"The deity has not summoned, do you know the consequences of trespassing?"

The green fan scholar held back his unscrupulous smile, and said seriously and respectfully: "Reporting to the lord, Qingshan heard that the lord is looking for the whereabouts of your younger sister. It just so happened that I walked around in the early years and made a few friends, so I passed on my trust to them. Keep an eye out for me, no, after a few twists and turns, there is actually news."

Yan Tong appeared in front of him almost immediately, grabbed his lapel, and said sharply, "Is that true?"

Qing Shan smiled, and pushed Yan Tong helplessly: "It's absolutely true."

Yan Tong stared into his eyes, and the green fan looked at him without fear, and after a while, Yan Tong shook off him: "If you can really find Yan Yan, you can choose from the monster weapon in the Temple of Everlasting Hatred. As long as you don't do anything that will harm the Palace of Everlasting Hate, apart from me, the Twelve Palaces are at your disposal."

Qing Shan's pale face was full of excitement, and he did not hide the joy in his eyes.

He worked hard in many ways, used many overt and covert methods, and even gave away his two favorite treasures to get this news.

He knew how much Yan Tong cared about that sister, so he was betting that Yan Tong would give him a foothold in the Palace of Everlasting Hate and in the Demon Realm because of this.

As it turns out, he was right.

He slightly bowed his head: "Thank you, Lord."

So everyone is concerned about this important news, so no one sees the complexity in the eyes of Ji Heng who is standing by the window with a pale face.

Yan Tong frowned and waited for Qing Fan to continue.

Qing Fan continued: "At the foot of a snow mountain in an extremely cold place, she seems to have been unconscious all the time, and there is a woman named Xuan Yu guarding her."

Xuan Yu.

Yan Tong suddenly remembered that when he was visiting the Qingdome at night, he heard Xuan Zhen say to Xuan Yu, "You have something to do with you."

Is this the thing?

What happened to Yan Yan?

"Call the other two people, and go with me to bring them back. Gu She, while I'm away, you will handle everything in the Hall of Everlasting Hate." The other two he was referring to were Snake King Jin who went up the mountain with Qingshan Scholar. Yan and the bones of the Crane King.

Gu She nodded while hesitant to speak, Yan Tong turned around to leave.

After hesitating again and again, Gu She stopped Yan Tong before he stepped out of the palace gate.

Yan Tong looked at him impatiently.

Gu She walked over with an awkward expression, and whispered in Yan Tong's ear: "My lord, that, cough, if you leave, that fairy might not be able to support you back."

Everyone in the Hall of Eternal Hate knows how important Yan Yan is to Yan Tong. When he said this, Gu She felt a little regretful, but the words had already been spoken, so he could only touch his nose angrily, hoping that the Lord would hurry up Just leave and don't blame him.

Yan Tong felt that he should leave immediately.

He has been looking for Yan Yan's whereabouts since he came out of Yaoyuan, and now that he finally found it, he should go to see her immediately, and go to see what happened to her himself, whether she was injured or bullied.

But it was as if tens of thousands of boulders had fallen under his feet, and he couldn't take another step forward.

He knew what Gu She said was true, if he left now.

Ji Heng will die within half a month.

He turned his head and glanced at Ji Heng who was silent, and the man was also looking at him, and was stunned for a moment when he met his gaze.

Yan Tong lowered his head, clenched his fists tightly, and said hoarsely after a while: "Gu She, you take the three of them to bring Yan Yan back. If she can't come back intact, you don't have to go back to the Hall of Everlasting Regret gone."

Gu She was really stunned this time.

So much so that he has not come back to his senses after he left the Demon Realm for a long time.

Could it be that the boss of the demon world really had an affair with the first fairy head?

The author has something to say: Ask for comment: Can you accept counterattack?

Explain why General Chi hates Ji Heng so much.As mentioned earlier, General Chi was formed by Yan Tong's heart and soul, and he was born with Yan Tong's hatred for Ji Heng.He has been soaked in evil for a hundred years in Yaoyuan, so this hatred is infinitely magnified in his heart, so in his cognition, Ji Heng almost has a "blood feud" with him.