The battle between the immortals and the demons was ultimately unsuccessful.

Yan Qiusi didn't intend to fight at all.

He was fully prepared this time, but he just wanted to tie Lin Qingbai to his side.

Now that Lin Qingbai was in his arms, he didn't care about the rest.

As for those people of the fairy clan, they are impatient and want to get rid of Yan Qiusi quickly, but they are not as good as they have been surrounded by the demon clan, and their combat power has fallen. No matter how angry and hated, they can'tLet all the soldiers die in vain.

In the end, he could only smash his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, watching Yan Qiusi swaggeringly take Lin Qingbai away, unable to do anything.

Yan Qiusi brought all the soldiers back to the Demon Clan. Most of his subordinates returned to the barracks and the palace room, and most of them dispersed. Only some of his servants followed Yan Qiusi back to the dormitory.

The first thing Yan Qiusi did when he returned to the demon clan was to put Lin Qingbai on the bed in his bedroom, and then ordered someone to bring the best pharmacist of the demon clan.

He himself hadn't changed into his heavy black armor, but he was standing beside the bed, watching the pharmacist treat Lin Qingbai intently.

He can't trust those people from the Immortal Clan, nor can he trust the doctors of the Immortal Clan.

It wasn't until the pharmacist of the Demon Race told Yan Qiusi that Lin Qingbai was really fine, that Yan Qiusi's heart that had been hanging on for a long time sank.

Lin Qingbai didn't even drink a spoonful of the medicine that was boiled for Lin Qingbai in the Immortal Clan just now, so he had to boil the medicine again.

Yan Qiusi was worried that others would boil medicine for Lin Qingbai, so he ordered people to bring the herbs to the palace room, and he sat in front of the stove beside the case to boil medicine for Lin Qingbai himself.

The other servants also shuttled back and forth in the hall.

Lin Qingbai's health is not good, and the weather of the demons is mostly gloomy and gloomy.

It didn't matter that Yan Qiusi lived alone in the hall before, but now that Lin Qingbai is here, he might not be able to adapt to the weather here, so Yan Qiusi ordered people to light more stoves in the hall, and the quilts and quilts on the bed,Even the cushions in front of the table are replaced with thicker and softer ones.

There are also Lin Qingbai's favorite fruits and snacks, all of which are on display.

Even the original dark curtains, Yan Qiusi thought it was not good after looking at them, and changed them to light colors.

Yan Qiusi remembered that his master didn't like dark colors, but light colors.

For a while, people served trays and suitcases.

Originally, Yan Qiusi was alone in the cold and empty palace, but because of Lin Qingbai's arrival, it was warmed up and brightened, gaining a bit of popularity.

Fang Hua walked to Yan Qiusi's side, holding a long book in his hand, and it fell to the ground as soon as it was opened.

Facing the matters on the booklet, Fang Hua reported the situation to Yan Qiusi one by one.

"Your Majesty, the Yaozu's mountain berries have been ordered to be bought, and they are divided into two parts. One part is dried in the sun and dried, and the other part is stored in the ice cellar for the immortal to eat fresh."

"kindness."

Yan Qiusi held a wooden spoon in his hand, skillfully stirred the casserole soup that was boiling, and responded with a sound.

"Your Majesty, I have already bought Liushan Cake from the Ghost Clan. I bought three boxes at a time and put them on the table."

"kindness."

"Your Majesty, the Shuifang Tea of the Wu Clan is still on the way, and it will take about two days to arrive."

"kindness."

Facing the list, Fang Hua read the items on it one by one. Yan Qiusi nodded from time to time, looking at the decoction place, as if he was casually thinking about his own affairs.

It's just that every item on this list was written by Yan Qiusi himself.

In the three hundred years since Lin Qingbai was killed by him, he always stayed in front of Lin Qingbai, thinking about the memories of him and his master when he had nothing to do.

Thinking back a lot, even remembered all the details that didn't notice at the time.

Lin Qingbai is introverted, his likes and dislikes are not obvious, making it difficult to fathom.

So Yan Qiusi wrote down Lin Qingbai's tastes, preferences, and even which tea and dish Lin Qingbai took more on a certain day.

The charcoal fire made a crackling sound, cooking

Wisps of white smoke came out of the decoction.

After the medicine was ready, Yan Qiusi picked up the bowl at the side, and poured the soup medicine into the bowl spoon by spoon.

At this moment, a servant suddenly said: "The Immortal has woken up!"

"Your Majesty, the Immortal has woken up!"

Hearing this, Yan Qiusi shook his hand holding the soup spoon, immediately put down the spoon in his hand, and wanted to walk forward quickly with the soup bowl in his hand, but after two steps, he suddenly stopped.

He looked down at his hands gripping the soup bowl.

Just as Lin Qingbai said, his palm was red from the soup bowl.

He felt that the soup bowl should be put on the table, but the table was already filled with the snacks, vegetables and fruits he prepared for Lin Qingbai, and even a soup bowl could not fit

Yan Qiusi was a little impatient, and didn't care about other things. He picked and pulled all the things on the table, revealing a small space, and put the soup bowl on the table.

Lin Qingbai had just inhaled the drug, and now the drug hadn't completely dissipated, his mind was dizzy, he opened his eyes with difficulty, his brows were furrowed by the outside light.

"Master..."

"Master..."

The familiar voice echoed in Lin Qingbai's ears, Lin Qingbai's eyelashes trembled, and after he calmed down, his eyes gradually adapted to the outside light.

As soon as he caught his eye, he saw Yan Qiusi's handsome face.

Yan Qiusi was very close to him, leaning over his bed, seeing Lin Qingbai open his eyes, his eyes lit up, he raised his hand to gently touch Lin Qingbai's cheek, and shouted in a low voiceOne sentence: "Master."

Lin Qingbai was a little dazed, looked at Yan Qiusi for a moment, then looked behind Yan Qiusi.

Strange environment, strange people.

Lin Qingbai rolled his Adam's apple twice, supported the side of the bed with his hands, trying to sit up with difficulty, Yan Qiusi raised his hand to support Lin Qingbai's body.

Lin Qingbai's body was soft, sat up with Yan Qiusi's strength, and glanced around.

Finally, his eyes were fixed on Yan Qiusi's face again, his eyes were sharp, and he asked him with a suppressed voice: "Where am I......"

The light in Yan Qiusi's eyes froze instantly, and after a while he pretended to be innocent and smiled, and said to Lin Qingbai: "Master, this is the demon clan."

Snapped!

There was a sharp sound.

All the servants in the palace who were busy back and forth stopped their feet, and looked at their king's position in shock.

Yan Qiusi was slapped severely by Lin Qingbai, and turned his face sideways, his cheeks turned red instantly.

There was silence all around.

The servants were so frightened that they didn't even dare to take a breath, they just felt that this immortal venerable was so ignorant that he dared to hit Yan Qiusi......

Yan Qiusi has a fierce personality and is moody. When they kneel in front of Yan Qiusi and speak, they are all cautious, walking on thin ice, for fear that they will die if they say a wrong word.

Not to mention someone who ate the bear's heart and leopard's gall dared to beat him.

This time, the sky of the Demon Race is about to collapse.

The servants just wanted to escape from this place of right and wrong as soon as possible before the Demon Emperor was furious, so as not to be affected by Yan Qiusi's murderous aura later.

But what people didn't expect was that Yan Qiusi didn't get angry this time.

He still maintained the posture of being slapped just now, with his forehead hair drooping and his eyes dim.

After a while, he touched the red and swollen face with the tip of his tongue, and said in a low voice, "Master, drink the medicine first..."

After speaking, Yan Qiusi stood up and took the soup bowl on the table.

Lin Qingbai supported the side of the bed with one hand, and stood up unsteadily.

He stared angrily at Yan Qiusi's back, raised his hand angrily, and was about to swing a mana to hit Yan Qiusi.

But this time, no matter how hard he tried, his fingertips couldn't hold half of the mana.

Lin Qingbai frowned and looked at his trembling fingers, not knowing what happened.

"Master, you are still sick, don't bother."

Yan Qiusi was still facing Lin Qingbai sideways, he didn't look at Lin Qingbai, but bent down and took the soup bowl in his hand,

He scooped up the soup spoon twice, put it to his mouth and blew it habitually, and then said slowly: "I have already locked all the mana in your body, Master doesn't have to worry about anything in the future, as long as you stay by my side, that's enough."It's..."

Lin Qingbai supported the railing at the head of the bed with all his strength to barely stand upright. His chest was panting heavily, his throat was constricted, and he couldn't utter a word for a while.

He has always been indifferent, and has never been so angry.

Lin Qingbai questioned him in a trembling voice: "...you lied to me again, didn't you?"

Yan Qiusi paused while scooping up the soup, but didn't speak.

Lin Qingbai's eyes were red, and he said with difficulty: "From the very beginning, you wanted to tie me back from the fairy clan, and you acted in front of me again...you lied to me again...I.... also fooled everyone...."

"..."

If Yan Qiusi didn't speak, it was tacit consent.

Lin Qing was so angry that the wrists on the side of the bed were trembling. With tears in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and said word by word: "The world is right, your heart is made of stone..."

"...."

"Yan Qiusi, everything you said is a lie...it's a lie that your parents wanted to kill you back then...it's a lie that no one loves you........It's all fake! You are born heartless and ruthless!"

"..."

"You lied to me, you lied to me all the time..."

"..."

"But I still believe you every time..." Lin Qingbai said, he also felt that he was really ridiculous.

He was deceived again and again, and even died of being deceived.

But still believe him again and again!

Believe him every time!

Lin Qingbai's eyes were red, he lowered his eyes, smiled with trembling shoulders, and whispered to himself: "Yeah...why do I always believe in you..."

Yan Qiusi still maintained the posture just now, holding the soup bowl and lowering his head.

He didn't look at the painful expression on Lin Qingbai's face, nor did he respond to every word Lin Qingbai reprimanded him, just like a piece of wood, he took a shallow breath, and continued to blow medicine to Lin Qingbai as he ignored it.

Lin Qingbai lost his temper, his whole body was weak, and his eyes were in a daze. He held the railing with his backhand, shook his body twice, leaned weakly against the railing beside the bed, and gasped heavily with his chest heaving.

"Let me go..." Lin Qingbai said calmly.

"impossible."

As soon as these words came out, Yan Qiusi finally reacted.

He turned around, his brows were sharp, and he stared at Lin Qingbai. His eyes were stubborn, and he was full of ruthlessness. He held the bowl of hot soup tightly in his hand, and said to Lin Qingbai word by word: "I won't let you go unless I die."

After saying this, there was only a snap.

The soup bowl in Yan Qiusi's hand was crushed into pieces by him, and the hot soup flowed all over his hands and fell to the ground.

Seeing Yan Qiusi's unrepentant look, Lin Qingbai was stunned for a moment, so angry that his voice trembled out of shape.

"What the hell are you... hiss..."

Before Lin Qingbai could say a word, his face suddenly turned pale, he took a breath, covered his stomach with his hands, and slid weakly along the side of the bed like a white gauze.

Yan Qiusi was taken aback for a moment, then panicked.

For a moment, all the ferocity and stubbornness on his face disappeared.

"Master!"

Yan Qiusi flicked the ceramic shards in his hand, rushed towards Lin Qingbai, hugged Lin Qingbai's limp body, and hugged Lin Qingbai desperately, without saying any harsh words,Instead, he asked anxiously and anxiously: "Master, what's wrong? Stomach pain or stomach pain?!"

Lin Qingbai was in so much pain that he couldn't tell whether it was stomach pain or stomach pain.

He clenched his mouth, frowned and leaned against Yan Qiusi's arms, his heart was pounding violently by Yan Qiusi's anger, his chest was oppressed, and he was panting heavily.

Yan Qiusi's anxious eyes were red, he hugged Lin Qingbai horizontally with both hands, put him on the bed and hugged him in his arms, and shouted at the servant behind him who was still in a daze: "What are you doing in a daze! Call the doctor!!!"

Those servants were waking up from a dream, running around in a panic, you hit me, I bumped you, the whole hall was in chaos, even Fang Hua, who had seen the world, saw Yan Qiusi's anxious appearance, I was so flustered that I didn't know what to do.

Yan Qiusi hugged Lin Qingbai tightly with one hand, and stroked Lin Qingbai's chest with the other hand, giving him comfort all at once.

Lin Qingbai has always been like this, he can't be too emotional, and he can't be angry, otherwise he will definitely feel uncomfortable in his heart and stomach.

But Lin Qingbai's mind is cold, and there are usually few things that can make Lin Qingbai so angry that his stomach hurts.

The few times, it was all because of Yan Qiusi.

When he was in the mortal world, Yan Qiusi was mischievous, as soon as he opened the door to go out to play, he was like a donkey having fun, and refused to go home wildly.

At that time, there were wild beasts in the mountains, and the servants couldn't find Yan Qiusi, so Lin Qingbai worried about him several times and got stomach problems.

Yan Qiusi understood over time that his master would be fine if he wasn't angry, and his stomach would hurt when he was angry.

And every time it's very serious.

Stomach pain, nausea and nausea, can't eat for several days, throw up whatever eat, sometimes can vomit when smell it.

Lost a lot each time.

Later, Yan Qiusi grew up, became sensible, and rarely got angry with Lin Qingbai.

So much so that Yan Qiusi almost forgot that his master was so angry.

"Master, I was wrong, I shouldn't be mad at you..."

"Master, it's all my fault, I'm not good..."

"Master, don't be angry, okay..."

Lin Qingbai leaned against Yan Qiusi's arms, frowning in pain, the corners of his eyes were red, and there were tiny drops of water on his eyelashes. He pressed his abdomen hard with both hands, his clothes were wet and wrinkled, and he leaned against Yan QiuWhen she was on Si's body, her narrow waist seemed to be crushed.

Yan Qiusi panicked, and confessed to his master with low eyebrows, and finally made his master's panting chest more comfortable. He wanted to rub Lin Qingbai's stomach, but just touched Lin Qingbai with his hand.Lin Qingbai's hands felt as if they were frozen in ice, so cold to the bones.

As soon as Yan Qiusi grasped Lin Qingbai's pale jade hand, he put it in the palm to warm it vigorously, raised his hand, and covered Lin Qingbai's body with the quilt. When he turned his head, his eyebrows immediately became cold, The stern voice told the servants to take the stove, and the servants were asked to pour hot water.

A heater warmed the soles of Lin Qingbai's feet, and another heater was placed on Lin Qingbai's stomach to warm it. Yan Qiusi took a cup of warm water in his hand and handed it to Lin Qingbai's mouth.

Lin Qingbai was dizzy with discomfort, so he took two sips of hot water from Yan Qiusi's hand, the warmth flowed down his throat and slid to his abdomen, melting most of the ice blade that was piercing his tender intestines in his stomach.

The sharp stabbing pain subsided, and Lin Qingbai leaned on Yan Qiusi's shoulder, his face pale, and the sweat all over his body seemed to be fished out of the water.

Yan Qiusi didn't feel much better either, he hugged Lin Qingbai tightly, and sweat broke out on his forehead.

The sharp pain dissipated, but Lin Qingbai's stomach was still full of pain, which tortured him to the point of nausea, irritability, and weakness.

Yan Qiusi felt that Lin Qingbai gradually loosened his tense strength, and looked down at Lin Qingbai.

Lin Qingbai was resting on his shoulder, her hair was messy and sticking to her sweaty forehead, her eyes were half-closed weakly, her brows were slightly wrinkled.

It should be still uncomfortable, his mouth was bloody from biting, it looked like a watery flower blooming in the snow, delicate and charming.

Seeing Lin Qingbai getting better, Yan Qiusi also breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at Lin Qingbai's red lips, and his Adam's apple rolled. It was rare for him to think about it. He didn't dare to speak for fear that his master would be angry again.head, carefully asked his master: "Master, are you still cold......"

"..."

Lin Qingbai closed his eyes, unable to move due to the pain, let alone talk to him.

"Master, use

No need for me to ask them to add a little more charcoal...."

"..."

"Master, do you want to drink some hot water..."

"..."

"Master, let me order someone to boil a bowl of medicine for you again..."

"..."

"Master, does your stomach still hurt..."

"..."

Yan Qiusi whispered in Lin Qingbai's ear.

Lin Qingbai was already dizzy and nauseated, but now it's even more annoying.

"Master, how about I rub it for you..."

After finishing speaking, Yan Qiusi didn't wait for Lin Qingbai to answer, and put his hand under the quilt on Lin Qingbai's weak stomach, but before his hand covered Lin Qingbai's body, there was another crisp snap.ring.

Commander Yan Qiu's annoying voice stopped immediately.

Lin Qingbai shaved his ears again.

Lin Qingbai's strength was a little weaker this time, but Yan Qiusi was still caught off guard by the slap, with two slap marks on his face, and looked at his master blankly.

Lin Qingbai's slender eyelashes trembled twice, he opened his watery eyes, and said a word to him in a hoarse voice.

".......roll."