Lin Qingbai's illness was urgent, and the doctor came too slowly.

Yan Qiusi's angry voice shook back and forth in the hall, and Fang Hua knelt down in front of Yan Qiusi with a plop, cupping his hands tremblingly and saying: "Your Majesty, I'll go and drag him here!"

"No."

Fang Hua had just finished speaking when a clear female voice suddenly sounded from the crowd.

A little maid came out from the crowd, and before she could be stopped before she reached the bed, she raised her hand and cast a green mana, which directly entered Lin Qingbai's body.

"Who are you?!"

Fanghua frowned, and raised her hand to stop the man from casting spells of unknown origin, but was interrupted by Yan Qiusi's raised hand.

Yan Qiusi frowned, holding Lin Qingbai tightly in his arms, staring at the little maid with sharp eyes motionless.

No one around dared to say a word.

Under the spell cast by this little maid, Lin Qingbai's snow-white complexion gradually recovered a little bit, and her painfully locked brows also relaxed.

About a quarter of an hour later, the little girl withdrew her mana out of breath, shook her body twice, supported the bedpost with one hand, and said to Yan Qiusi with a weak face: "The Immortal Venerable just got angry, and his blood surged up.", stomach and abdomen bleeding, I have already stopped the bleeding on his body...... In the future, he will have to rest for more than a month before he can recover as before......"

Hearing what the little maid said, everyone looked at each other a few times. Although they felt that what she said was reliable, they couldn't believe it completely.

After all, they didn't know who this servant girl was, and she was able to cast a mana on someone who even the Demon Emperor couldn't save.

However, Yan Qiusi seemed to be relieved, his anxious and worried expression faded, and he lowered his eyes to look at Lin Qingbai who was leaning on him.

His palm touched Lin Qingbai's heart all the way to his stomach.

The ups and downs of the heart and mouth became normal, and most of the chill in the stomach and abdomen dissipated.

Yan Qiusi closed his eyes and took a deep breath, turned around and carefully held Lin Qingbai's body, and put him back on the bed.

Lin Qingbai lay on the pillow, sleeping peacefully.

Yan Qiusi stood by the bed, raised his hand and cast a barrier over Lin Qingbai's body, surrounding Lin Qingbai within it, isolating all noise and movement.

Then Yan Qiusi turned around, his eyes were full of ruthlessness, he raised his hand with five fingers and ghost claws, a black light flashed, and the little maid standing not far away was directly sucked into his palm.

Yan Qiusi grabbed her neck forcefully with his hands, and the veins burst out on the back of his hand. The little maid was suspended on the ground by his pinch, and she pressed Yan Qiusi's wrist with both hands, struggling desperately.

"Kings........"

Fanghua yelled out because she didn't know.

Don't say that she didn't understand what Yan Qiusi meant by this move, and everyone around was also frightened.

This little maid saved Qing Yuan Xianzun, and logically speaking, she should be rewarded, but no one thought that Yan Qiusi would actually kill her.

Yan Qiusi narrowed his eyes, blood red in his eyes, and shouted: "Liang, Yao, Chu."

Everyone's eyes were shocked, and they all looked at the little maid. They couldn't believe that this maid was the princess of the witch clan who was thrown into the dungeon for contradicting the Demon Emperor back then.

The little maid's face turned red, and she smiled contemptuously.

Yan Qiusi suppressed his voice and said: "It's you who stunned my soldiers, it's you who led my master to escape."

Liang Yaochu's face turned red from being pinched by him, she couldn't say a word, she just mouthed softly: "—Yes."

Yan Qiusi narrowed his eyes and asked again: "What did you do to my master?!"

Liang Yaochu's throat rolled twice with difficulty, and she forced a voice to say: "—I don't know."

The corners of Yan Qiusi's mouth curled up, he sneered, and said, "Then you go to die..."

After finishing speaking, Yan Qiusi suddenly tightened the strength in his hands, and there was a creaking sound from Liang Yaochu's neck. At this moment, a bright light burst out from Yan Qiusi's chest, and the golden light blinded the eyes instantly.The two bounced off.

Dust was everywhere.

Liang Yaochu slammed into the bed behind her

On the pole, he fell heavily on the ground again, lying on the ground for a long time, unable to get up.

Yan Qiusi was also bumped into the wall, and he managed to stabilize his body by propping up the table beside him with his hands.

It was the burst of light from the Soul Pill on Yan Qiusi's chest again...

In the past, Yan Qiusi would not continue, but this time he wanted to kill Liang Yaochu.

He suppressed all the emotions that Lin Qingbai was on the verge of madness when Lin Qingbai was running away to Liang Yaochu.

For a moment, all the things Liang Yaochu had done to him appeared in front of his eyes.

In the mortal world, she helped Lin Qingbai escape, in the immortal world she provoked him again and again, in the cultivation world she even put a restraint on Lin Qingbai, forcing Lin Qingbai to recover his memory!

And now she actually tried in vain to let Lin Qingbai escape from the demon clan.

every time!

every time!

It's her good deed that Liang Yaochu is blocking him!Without her, he and Lin Qingbai might not be where they are today!

Once Yan Qiusi missed the kill, he raised his hand to summon Ruogui. He stood up with one hand on the table, walked to Liang Yaochu's body in two steps, and pointed the blade at Liang Yaochu's face.

Everyone held their breath, too frightened by the accident to make a sound.

There was a quiet needle drop in the air, and only Yan Qiusi's voice sounded. He tilted his head and said condescendingly: "Princess, I'm curious...why do you always target me?"

Liang Yaochu was lying on the ground, her pretty face was covered with dust, she looked up at Yan Qiusi, sneered and said: "You are Yan Qiusi...anyone in the three realms is against you, do you still need a reason......"

Yan Qiusi took Ruogui's hand and gave it a sharp pause.

There was a smile in Liang Yaochu's eyes, and a dazzling sarcasm on her face. Her voice was difficult, but she said harshly: "Back then, you released monsters and indulged the demons to eat people... INumerous deaths and injuries among the people of the Wu tribe.......Shouldn't I target you......"

Yan Qiusi's Adam's apple rolled, and he knew it in his heart. He turned his head and smiled and said: "So that's the case...you are right, no one in the three realms needs a reason to target me........Then you also follow them, go to die......."

After Yan Qiusi finished speaking, he pierced Liang Yaochu's neck with Ruogui in his hand, at this time Liangyaochu said with a smile: "If you kill me... Lin Qingbai will never forgive you......"

As expected, the strength in Yan Qiusi's hands stopped, and the uncontrollable killing intent and violence in his heart were also extinguished by Lin Qingbai's three words.

His hand clenched the hilt of the sword tightly, then loosened and then tightened, every meridian on the joints collapsed tightly, the lingering killing intent in his chest and the words Lin Qingbai kept repeating.confrontation.

In the end, the demon emperor Yan Qiusi, who had always been fearless, still lost to his master.

He lowered his hand holding Ruogui, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said to the people beside him, "Put her into the dungeon."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Lin Qingbai was seriously ill this time, and fell asleep on the bed for a day and a night before waking up.

It was late at night when he woke up, and the candles in the palace were dimly lit.

Lin Qingbai frowned, opened his sour eyes, and once he entered his eyes, he saw the bright red curtain again.

When Yan Qiusi changed the curtains, he looked at each other indifferently, but now he is looking at the bright red curtains, unable to recover for a long time.

He also thought of what kind of mood Yan Qiusi was in, and put on this curtain under his indifferent eyes?

As Yan Qiusi said, he grew up in the demon clan, and all he learned was killing intent. No one loved him, no one taught him pure kindness, so he didn't know.

And this curtain, is it just his lame way of expression......

Lin Qingbai is still very weak, he can't regain his senses just looking at a curtain.

At this moment, there was a light sound beside him.

Lin Qingbai looked over and found that Yan Qiusi was also sitting in the hall.

It's ugly now, but Yan Qiusi hasn't rested yet.

case

There was a dim candle, and he was in this light and shadow, facing Lin Qingbai sideways, with sharp eyebrows and eyes, and he was doing something with his head down.

Lin Qingbai looked at it for a while before realizing that Yan Qiusi was holding a bamboo puppet in his hand.

He held the weaving knife in one hand and the bamboo in the other. He weaved it carefully, his hand was clumsy and full of scars from the knitting knife, but he still focused on the unsurprising villain in his hand. Even Lin Qingbai had already woken up.Didn't even notice.

The candlelight cast a thin layer of light on his knife-like profile, making it much softer.

Lin Qingbai looked at it for a while, his heart became weak, and he called softly: "An'er..."

Yan Qiusi made a sudden movement in his hand, turned around and looked at Lin Qingbai.

His eyes suddenly changed, and he didn't know if he didn't expect Lin Qingbai to wake up, or if Lin Qingbai would call him An'er......

After a while, Yan Qiusi came to his senses, immediately put down the bamboo weaving in his hand, and rushed to Lin Qingbai's bedside.

Like a child, he hurriedly made Lin Qingbai's bed tremble violently, Lin Qingbai moved his head back in fright, frowned and said softly: "Slow down... …”

Yan Qiusi knelt beside Lin Qingbai's bed, his originally dark eyes were full of worry when he looked at Lin Qingbai, he raised his head to probe Lin Qingbai's forehead, and asked in a low voice:"Master, are you still suffering?"

Lin Qingbai still felt uncomfortable, but looking at Yan Qiusi's worried eyes, he just said three words softly: "It's much better......"

Yan Qiusi didn't believe it.

His hand touched Lin Qingbai's neck from Lin Qingbai's forehead, then reached into the quilt, grabbed Lin Qingbai's hand, and finally stroked Lin Qingbai's stomach.

Except for the coolness in the stomach, everything else is fine, Yan Qiusi breathed a sigh of relief, and put his palm on his master's stomach and massaged it.

With Yan Qiusi's hands warmed, Lin Qingbai felt much more comfortable, so he raised his eyes and looked at the table.

As soon as Yan Qiusi moved away, he could see things on the table more clearly.

There are quite a few bamboo figurines placed on it, a full row, with different images and appearances, casting shadows one after another under the flickering candlelight.

Lin Qingbai asked: "What is this?"

Yan Qiusi followed Lin Qingbai's gaze, raised his hand and picked up a bamboo figure, handed it to Lin Qingbai like a treasure, and said in a low voice: "Master, look, youLike it?"

The villain held it closer, and Lin Qingbai could see it clearly.

This villain was dressed in white, holding a bow and arrow in his hand, his eyebrows and eyes were as cold as frost,

It's him.......

Lin Qingbai's throat was so choked that he couldn't speak.

Yan Qiusi was holding that villain, smiling with crooked eyes.

This time, they tacitly did not mention the past, but looked calmly, looking at the villain very seriously.

Yan Qiusi simply sat on the ground beside Lin Qingbai's bed, touched the little man's face, and said, "Master, it's not that you don't like the bamboo figure I gave you last time.I made several, this is the best one I made, do you like it?"

There were only the two of them in the large hall, and there was darkness within an inch, only the table and the bedside were dimly illuminated by candles.

Yan Qiusi's voice was rare and deep and soft, like a round gravel gently passing through Lin Qingbai's tender heart.

Lin Qingbai looked at the little man, and couldn't help touching the hem of his clothes with his hands under the quilt.

There are also two villains in the placket, which were given to him by Yan Qiusi for the first time, and they are still in the inner pocket of the placket.

Lin Qingbai rolled his Adam's apple, and said in a trembling voice, "...I like it."

Hearing Lin Qingbai's words, Yan Qiusi finally let go of his hanging heart, and his eyes were even more crooked with a smile, and he said foolishly: "It's fine if Master likes it, I'm afraid that Master will still be like the last time."Same, don't want to..."

Lin Qingbai tightened his hand covering the front of his shirt, raised his eyes and looked at the other bamboo dolls on the case table, and asked, "What are these...

 …”

Yan Qiusi turned around and said, "These are other people."

".........other people?"

"It's Master. After I made up you and me, I felt that we were too lonely, so I made up other people. This is Aunt Lian, this is Hongyue, this is Fanghua, this is Fengwan, and this is Yue.Hui, this is Princess Qing."

Yan Qiusi pointed at those villains one by one, and introduced them to Lin Qingbai.

Lin Qingbai was in a trance.

Yan Qiusi is the Demon Emperor standing at the peak of the Three Realms. He has lived for nearly two thousand years, and he has lived for five lifetimes. Apart from his master, there are only a few villains who can make up villains.

He could even make up mortals three hundred years ago, and the servants around him, but he didn't make up his family members, he didn't make up his blood relatives......

Lin Qingbai's heart was sour, listen

Yan Qiusi continued: "I didn't like Hongyue at first, but she treated Master sincerely back then, so I counted her in. Fanghua and Fengwan were purely made up of me. As for the people of Yuehui and Princess QingOuch, they are going to get married today, and I plan to give this to them both as a wedding gift."

Lin Qingbai looked at the ugly red-clothed men who were staggering around, frowned, and asked, ".....you want to give this as their wedding present?"

Yan Qiusi nodded his head, looked at the expression on Lin Qingbai's face, then turned around and glanced at his bamboo figurine, knowing what Lin Qingbai meant, he raised his head, quite arrogantHe said: "As long as it is something I made, Yuehui will definitely thank you and dare not refuse."

"..."

"It's their honor that I can remember them, as long as Master's villain looks good."

As soon as this remark came out, Lin Qingbai also noticed that on that table, only his bamboo weaving figure was woven many times, and all the villains standing on the table were his villains, so Yan Qiu must have been woven many timesThe company was not satisfied, and finally presented the best-looking one to Lin Qingbai.

Lin Qingbai lowered his eyelashes, and unconsciously hooked the corner of his mouth.

Just this moment, it was barely visible, but it was like soft light entering the ice, shining a fluorescent light on a piece of ice.

Lin Qingbai hasn't laughed for a long time, and Yan Qiusi can't remember when Lin Qingbai laughed last time.

He stared blankly, unable to restrain himself, lowered his head and kissed Lin Qingbai's lips.

The smile on Lin Qingbai's face stopped abruptly, and he looked at Yan Qiusi with trembling eyelashes.

This time Yan Qiusi's kiss was different from before.

In the past, his kisses were domineering, and every time he kissed Lin Qingbai by surprise, Lin Qingbai couldn't breathe when he kissed him, and Lin Qingbai couldn't stand up when he kissed him.

But this time he kissed very softly, like a feather falling into a lake, causing ripples.

Lin Qingbai's heart vibrated violently, and his pupils constricted.

Yan Qiusi restrained himself like never before, the kiss lasted only a few seconds, and he slowly straightened up, looking at Lin Qingbai affectionately with his eyes.

He leaned over Lin Qingbai's bed, his eyes were like a puppy, looking at Lin Qingbai with dark eyes, and said softly: "Master, I like you..."

His voice was very soft, but more solemn than ever.

Lin Qingbai's heart was beating rapidly, and he stared fixedly at Yan Qiusi, not knowing how to respond.

He has lived for thousands of years, and has never experienced anything, but now he is overwhelmed by a simple confession from a brat.

And this confession is gorgeous at all, very rustic, very old-fashioned, only six words.

A gust of wind blew by the window, the candlelight in front of the bed swayed, and the sparkle in Yan Qiusi's eyes also swayed, the waves were full of light, a little uneasy, but gentler than ever.

He stared fixedly at Lin Qingbai, as if he was waiting for Lin Qingbai to respond to his words.

Lin Qingbai's Adam's apple rolled, and at this moment someone knocked on the palace door.

"My lord, it's Yin time, and I need to go to the mansion of General Yue and Princess Qing to prepare."

In another four hours, Yuehui and Princess Qing's wedding ceremony will begin. As the king who bestowed the marriage, Yan Qiusi needs

In Yinshi, he went to the main hall and presided over the preparation of various ceremonies.

The wedding ceremony had strict requirements on the time, and he had to leave as soon as Yin's time came.

Yan Qiusi didn't wait for Lin Qingbai to answer, he stood up from the ground, turned around and picked up the two little men in red clothes on the table, and said with a cheeky smile to Lin Qingbai: "Master, ILet's go to rub their joy today, and next time it will be your turn and me."

Lin Qingbai blushed even more thoroughly, and he closed his eyes, too annoyed to look at that brat.

Yan Qiusi's low laughter sounded in the hall, followed by the sound of his footsteps gradually going away.

The door of the temple was closed, and everything returned to silence.

After a while, Lin Qingbai opened his eyes, and the soft light facing Yan Qiusi had long since disappeared from his eyes.

He supported the bed with one hand and slowly stood up from the bed.

With his white clothes hanging down, he turned around and picked up a long sword hanging on the wall, and sat in front of the desk.

Lin Qingbai's back was as straight as a crane, his long sword rested on his knees, his eyes stared coldly into the darkness in the distance, and he said coldly: "Senior sister, come out."

There was a sound of soft footsteps in the distance, and then a woman came out of the darkness and stepped into the dim light.

Standing in front of the desk, she patted her hands lightly and said with a smile, "Junior brother, it's amazing to make him care about you so much..."