God, what about the morals of your demon emperor?

Chapter 157 Exchange Conditions

"Master, Master," Yaoran called softly, the person resting on the couch frowned, turned over and continued to sleep.

Yaoran smiled, sat on the side of the couch and waited for him to wake up.It's spring, the temperature is higher, and Qingdi is more prone to drowsiness, and he has nothing to do recently. He spends more time sleeping than waking up a day.

It has been three months since Li Bai Shuli fell into the human world, and it has been three years in the human world. It has been so long, I don't know what happened to the Demon Emperor and Shangshen.

"Um……"

Qingdi got up and leaned on the soft cushion. This season, he was always lazy, rubbed his forehead, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"A letter came from Wuya Peak." Yaoran held a strangely white letter in her hand, without any handwriting on it, and the recipient didn't write.

Qingdi took the envelope, tore it open, and took out the letter paper inside.

"What's the matter with Peak Master?" Yaoran asked tentatively.

"You've already seen it, so why ask me again."

"I……"

"He wants to extend the time of the bet. Two years is not enough, he wants 20 years." Qingdi didn't want to hear his explanation, and he didn't need to explain it.

"Twenty years should be enough for Bai Fei."

"Well. There is no need to reply, you can go out."

Qingdi's tone was indifferent, as if she didn't want to talk to him, Yaoran's red eyes became deeper and she stood still.

"Why?"

"Master, I want to stay here with you."

Qingdi looked up at him, a demon master, looking at herself with begging eyes, according to his age, he was still a child.

"It's up to you." Qingdi lay down, his couch was always big enough to allow him to turn over as he wanted, and it was also very cold.

After lying down for a while, her thin body moved, and a word floated into Yaoran's ears: "It's cold, come here."

Yaoran's expression softened a lot, she took off her coat, and half-sat beside Qingdi, her silver hair was messy, and he carefully combed her hair before falling asleep next to Qingdi's back.

The hand at the waist was cold, but not cold, just cold.Qingdi used her magic power to warm his hands without saying a word.

"Master Zu," Yaoran's head rubbed against his back lightly, like a lazy cat, "I will misunderstand you if you treat me like this."

After a pause, he hugged Qingdi's body tightly, "You said that you want to fight against the Dao of Heaven, but you didn't wait for my answer. I always wanted to tell you that I am willing to fight against the Dao of Heaven with you. No hesitation."

There was an unshakable firmness in the deep voice, making it impossible for Qingdi to say anything that hurt him.

"It's true that I haven't reached the realm where I can fight against the Dao of Heaven, but in a few thousand years, I will definitely be able to stand in that position with you..."

Qingdi turned around to face him, the seriousness on her immature face had long since taken off, Qingdi couldn't help reaching out and caressing his cheek.

"Then I'll just wait for that day." He didn't want to tell Yaoran that he had reached that state now, and he no longer had to be hindered by the Dao of Heaven. He hoped that Yaoran could grow up, which would be good for him and himself.

"Master..." Grasping the messy hand, Yaoran really wanted to lick that slender hand, perhaps because his gaze was too obvious, Qingdi withdrew her hand.

It's true that Qingdi has reached that state, but her health is still not good. These days, in the name of spring sleepiness, she has been adjusting her breath, but how could it be so easy?

"Master, your complexion is not very good."

"nothing."

"Master, don't lie to me."

Seeing Yaoran's appearance, Qingdi knew that she couldn't hide it anymore, so she sighed and told the truth.

"What can I do for you?" Yao Ran didn't want to see her sweetheart getting thinner, but she couldn't do anything.

After thinking for a moment, Qingdi thought of someone.

"Maybe he can help me."

Demon world.

A man was dressed in a light purple shirt, standing among the flowers, his black hair was mixed with blood red, which looked pleasing to the eye from behind, but the man's pupils were translucent red, giving people the feeling of being targeted by a poisonous snake.

"The magic flower, it's blooming." He opened his mouth slowly, obviously looking full of vitality, why in his eyes, everything has lost its vitality?

In front of him, there was an ice coffin hidden in the magic flower. The person lying in it couldn't see clearly, but he could vaguely see that the person inside was very thin, so thin that it was a bit scary.

"Master, at what level can life and death become possible? Master, I want to say, I miss you very much, but here," he put his hand on his heart, "tell me here, It has no feeling, it doesn't know what miss is. Yu Xingsi, is this the existence?"

He muttered to himself, but it was impossible for the people in the ice coffin to hear what he said.

"Master, Master, Master..." He kept repeating, as if he could find a little difference between these two words, but he couldn't find it. In his world, everything was black and white. Vitality, no emotion.

He covered his face, trying to wipe away his tears, but when he touched his face, he realized that he hadn't shed tears at all, he had... no tears at all.

Yuci looked at him from a distance, and didn't intend to go forward to comfort him. Since Su Chen became Yu Xingsi and gradually lost his feelings, he didn't need others' comfort.Words of comfort were useless to him.

"People who are trapped by love..." Yuci's green pupils could not bear it. He is the jade face of the demon world, and he has served the demon lord from a long time ago, so he always sees many things.

"Su Chen, Su Chen, empathy is your strength, but sometimes this strength will kill you."

Yuci shook his head, turned and left.

Su Chen knew he was coming, because he didn't hide his aura, Su Chen could easily spot him.

But Su Chen didn't intend to do anything, or in other words, he didn't feel the need to do anything.Your own fragile appearance, if you are seen, you will see it.

"Master, is the magic flower good-looking? That is the seed you gave, and it has bloomed several times. Every time the magic flower blooms in the future, I will bring you to see it, okay?"

There was no answer, and there could be no answer.

"Well, then we've settled like this. I'll take you in, the cold spring will make your body unbearable."

Su Chen muttered to himself, put the ice coffin in his sleeves, walked into the room, and put it down again.

There are not many furnishings in the room, and the piano is placed in the most conspicuous place. It seems to be well maintained without a trace of dust.

"Let me play the piano for Master to listen to."

Su Chen's words were actually a bit stiff, he was no longer the emotional Su Chen before, and now it was difficult for him to show other emotions on his face.

Playing the piano pays attention to the rhythm and state of mind. If there is a rhythm but no mood, the music played will naturally lose its flesh and blood, and only have empty air.He imitated that person playing the piano, but he would never see that person playing the piano again.

After the song is over, the string stops.

The man is very aware of the flaws in his playing the piano, but there is no way to change it.He couldn't even play the piano for Master.

The knock on the door made Su Chen a little unhappy. He had ordered that no one should come here.With a wave of the long sleeve, the person outside the door was bounced several meters away, and fell to the ground in excruciating pain.

Su Chen pushed open the door and came out, then slowly closed the door and set up the barrier before looking at the distressed person on the ground.

"Say."

"The lord is back, let the adults go."

"Understood." After walking a few steps forward, he stopped again and said to the people behind, "You are not allowed to step here in the future."

"Yes……"

Yaoran brought Qingdi back as quickly as possible. According to Qingdi, Su Chen, who is the Yuxing Division, needs to help with this matter.

Yu Xingsi was born good at alchemy, and had his own unique sensitivity to the refining of pills.What Qingdi needs is the elixir, which can help him take care of his body, which is much better than adjusting his breath by himself.

Su Chen came soon, stood under the main hall, and saluted, "My lord, your lord."

"You don't need to be too polite, I have something important to ask you today, so I won't beat around the bush." ​​Yaoran thought that Qingdi couldn't see her serious side, and her words became more normal.

"I want you to refine a few pills, and for a long time."

"The elixir that the lord wants, Su Chen should do his best."

"it is good……"

"Wait," Qingdi interrupted Yaoran, looking at Su Chen who bowed his head, "In exchange, I will personally guide you in cultivation and help you reach the realm you want to reach."

Su Chen raised his head all of a sudden, what realm?The realm of life and death, human flesh and bones? "Is that true?"

"really."

"Su Chen must do his best!" His eyes seemed to be full of life again, with a flickering light, a light of hope.

Qingdi lowered her eyebrows and helped him to atone for her own sin.Yaoran seemed to understand his thoughts, she covered his hands and patted him comfortingly.

"I am fine."

"That's good."

……

Once human beings are too tired and fall into a deep sleep, it is difficult to wake up all at once. Bai Shuli is a typical example of this.

He was so drunk and crazy last night that he had slept through the day.

"Ding--"

The phone kept ringing. Bai Shuli covered his head with the quilt, but he could still hear it. He simply turned over, but the pain woke him up.

It hurts!

Bai Shuli gritted his teeth, feeling like his whole body was going to fall apart, and... the pain was still so...

He looked down at himself.

"Ah!" Bai Shuli covered his head with the quilt, thinking carefully about what happened last night, what if he did something to be sorry for Jinxi!Even if it's not your own body, you can't do this!

Last night, last night...Jiang Yu invited him to drink, he was upset because he couldn't find Jinxi, drank a lot of wine, then fell asleep, and then...then what happened?

Bai Shuli patted his head, and then, a man... spoke in his ear.

"What do you call me?"

"calls me……"