The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

"Don't pretend to be in front of me, I will be angry." Qiong Ying got up, walked in front of him, and said with a smile.

"I know, I won't do it in the future." Ye Chen said slowly, he didn't know if it was fear or nervousness, he was a little stiff.

"Very good, eat it." Qiongying hooked her lips and handed the lotus seeds to him.

Ye Chen was surprised, then took it without a doubt, and put it in his mouth, because facing her straightforward gaze, his expression flickered, and he didn't even taste what was in his mouth.

"Aren't you afraid?" Qiongying looked at him.

"A little bit." Ye Chen replied, she looked at him like this, it would scare him, and if he said he wasn't afraid, she would definitely be angry, he didn't want her to be angry.

"What are you afraid of?" Qiongying's eyes were full of teasing, she liked to tease him, watching him helpless and at a loss.

"...I don't know." Ye Chen avoided her gaze, he didn't dare to say it, or she would make fun of him.

"It's fine if you don't know, does the injury feel better?" Qiong Ying asked softly and gently.

"...It's much better." Ye Chen looked at her in amazement, he didn't feel any pain, there was a warm current floating in his body, and he didn't feel any discomfort.

"Your blood has integrated into this poison, and you have adapted to this poison. Unless you let go of all your blood, otherwise, you will never be able to get rid of it." Qiong Ying smiled strangely, finished speaking, and left the hall.

Ye Chen was left with a puzzled expression, what did she mean?Never get rid of it?

He never thought of getting rid of anything, he has been holding on tightly, but he still can't.

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The night is cold as water.

To the northwest of the palace is a low green hill, and there are not many guards and maids.

Therefore, whether it is day or night, it is extremely quiet.

With the mountain on the west behind this hall, it is even quieter, almost dead silent.

However, tonight, Qiongying frowned and frowned, and someone from the back mountain disturbed her to sleep.

Finally, Qiongying hooked her lips evilly, put on the cloak, and floated towards the back of the mountain, disturbing her sleep, she will be punished.

The night in late autumn is very cold, and the coolness enters the bottom of my heart.

There is no moonlight, the mountains are pitch black, many trees are bare, only a few withered yellow leaves are dying, and the black tree branches are like demons with teeth and claws.

A slender figure was chopping down trees with a sword. After cutting one tree after another, he muttered to himself. From his behavior and tone of voice, it was obvious that he was venting.

"Why?!" He said to himself, raised his sword and chopped off the branch fiercely.

The sword was already a little crooked, the blade was not very sharp, and he hadn't stopped yet.

After a while, he cut down a towering tree, no matter how he cut it down, the tree would remain indifferent.

He seemed to be angry, and resorted to illusion, and slashed down. The tree trembled, and the sword sank into the trunk. Unfortunately, the sword broke.

He became even angrier, threw the hilt of his sword, and kicked the big tree fiercely. The big tree trembled again, and a lot of leaves fell.

He squatted down beside the tree without any image. The night was too dark to see the expression on his face, but he could feel his sadness.

The leaves fell on his head and body. In addition, his clothes were a little messy, his posture was not very elegant, and he had no image at all. His usual dignity and elegance fell into the sky.

After squatting for a while, he felt strange, why the leaves couldn't finish falling?He frantically pushed aside the leaves on his body.