Miss Demon Lord will never surrender to the Saint

"You...how did you come in directly?"

"Ah? Is there any problem?" Looking at Ye Qiuhan who was taking a bath in a big wooden barrel, Qian Lin scratched his head in confusion. Why couldn't he just come in directly?

Ye Qiuhan blinked. What's the problem?

Isn’t that a lot of questions?

I'm still taking a shower. It's very rude of you to come in straight away!

Do you know what girlish shyness is?

"This bathroom is not yours alone now. Aren't these two wooden barrels placed here so that we can take a bath together?" Qian Lin pointed to the large wooden barrel on the other side with a matter-of-fact expression on his face.

As he spoke, Qian Lin fiddled with the formation that released hot water, causing it to spray out hot water of the appropriate temperature.

What he said made so much sense that I was speechless. Ye Qiuhan thought about it but couldn't find a reason to refute it. What Qian Lin said was so reasonable that it almost convinced her.

"You said yesterday that you didn't need to take a shower, why did you come here to take a shower today?" So she changed the direction of her questioning.

You said yesterday that you didn’t need to take a shower, but today you came here to take a shower. Tell me, are you lying?

It's a pity, who is Qian Lin? She is the Supreme of the Demonic Path! The Supreme of the Demonic Path!

First of all, she is a demon, and demons are very accepting of things like breaking promises.

"My spiritual energy is all gone, so I can't use magic to clean my body. My body feels sticky and uncomfortable, so I decided to take a bath." Qian Lin said as he took off his shorts.

Ye Qiuhan's eyes suddenly widened. Although she had guessed it a long time ago, she was still shocked when she saw with her own eyes that Qian Lin was only wearing a piece of clothing.

Also, Qian Lin, are you really not feeling shy? There is someone here, and you just took off all your clothes so carelessly that I don’t know what to do.

If I turn my head and don't look at it, it will seem like I'm being a little self-sentimental. Qian Lin herself doesn't care, so it would be weird for me to act so concerned.

Just like staring at Qian Lin like now, it feels a bit like taking advantage of Qian Lin.

All in all, it is a dilemma.

But then again, Qian Lin's skin is so white and tender, just like a newborn baby's.

Among all the people Ye Qiuhan had ever seen, Qian Lin was the only one with such perfect skin.

"Qian Lin, your skin is so good." Ye Qiuhan whispered.

Although the voice was small, it did not escape Qian Lin's ears. Miss Mo Zun did not show any shyness, but nodded carelessly, "Of course, the one with icy skin and jade bones is me."

Well, literally, ice-like skin and jade-like bones.

"But silly girl, your skin is not bad either, it's just a little darker than mine." After talking about herself proudly, Qian Lin did not forget to praise Ye Qiuhan. Compared with herself, Ye Qiuhan is actually not inferior at all.

Who doesn’t like such a pretty little girl? Qian Lin dared to bet with confidence that Ye Qiuhan would definitely be a great beauty in the future.

"It's just that you're not as good as me, Qian Lin." Ye Qiuhan's head sank a little, and a blush gradually appeared on his face.

"I have a special physique. Ordinary people definitely can't compare to me." Qian Lin shook her head. She was like a person who used a cheat device. Comparing herself with ordinary people would be bullying.

The only people who can compete with her in this aspect are probably those with special physiques who are famous for their looks.

For example, the courtesan who rose and fell like a meteor nearly a hundred years later, destroyed the evil sect Hehuan Valley by herself, and finally fell into the abyss under siege by both good and evil and disappeared.

Qian Lin didn't know the courtesan, but her actions helped her a lot. During that time, she had a conflict with the people from Hehuan Valley and was being hunted.

That person's sudden attack forced the Hehuan Valley disciples who were chasing Qian Lin to return to the sect for support, which indirectly helped Qian Lin.

If there is a chance in this life, why not help her, Qian Lin thought secretly in his heart.

"Qian Lin, the water is almost full."

"Ah!" Qian Lin came back to her senses and quickly closed the formation. If Ye Qiuhan hadn't reminded her, she really wouldn't have noticed that the barrel was about to be filled. "I was distracted."

Knocking his head somewhat embarrassedly, Qian Lin picked up a small wooden box on the ground, took out a small light blue pill from it, and threw it into the wooden barrel.

The pills dissolved in water, dyeing the clear hot water into a more beautiful light blue. At the same time, a faint floral scent began to spread in the bathroom.

Ye Qiuhan looked at Qian Lin's actions curiously. This floral fragrance should be produced by the pill that Qian Lin just threw into the water, right?

So what is this pill? Is it a elixir used to assist in spiritual practice?

I didn’t expect Qian Lin to work so hard that he even didn’t forget to practice while taking a shower. It’s really embarrassing.

Looking at Qian Lin and then at himself, Ye Qiuhan suddenly felt unhappy taking this bath.

Plop! While Ye Qiuhan was lost in thought, Qian Lin had already jumped into his big wooden barrel, squinting his eyes and enjoying the feeling of a hot bath.

As for what she just threw into the water?

Well, actually it’s not something amazing. It’s just an ordinary thing used to clean the body and dissolve dirt. It just has some fragrance after Qian Lin’s improvement.

These scents can stay on her body for some time, covering up her own scent, and can come in handy in unexpected ways in certain special situations.

Of course, in normal times it just makes myself smell better.

As for auxiliary training, it does not exist.

"Hey, Qian Lin, are you really the Demon Lord?"

Qian Lin, who was playing with her hair, was stunned by Ye Qiuhan's question. She looked in Ye Qiuhan's direction, only to see this silly girl holding on to the edge of the wooden barrel with her hands, with only half of her face exposed, staring at her with big black eyes.

It looks like a shy kitten, which is quite cute.

"Of course I am. I am the unrivaled supreme master of the magic path, Qian Lin, whose name remains unchanged."

"It feels so fake." Ye Qiuhan said in a low voice, spitting bubbles.

"It's fake, but it doesn't matter, right? I am Qian Lin anyway. As for whether I am the Demon Lord or not, that's just a small matter." Qian Lin replied with a smile.

She is Qian Lin, and Demon Supreme is just an identity of hers. If she wants it, she can throw it away at will. There is no need to be so entangled.

Compared with the identity of the Demon Lord, Qian Lin was more concerned about her own disappearing height. From a ten-foot-tall handsome man to a short and fat man, this was something she could not accept.

16. Xiao Qiuhan had a nightmare

After taking a shower in a somewhat weird atmosphere, Qian Lin and Ye Qiuhan left the bathroom together and returned to the bedroom.

It was still early and far from time to go to bed. Qian Lin thought for a while and took out an old book that seemed to have been read many times from his big box and started reading.

Although Ye Qiuhan was somewhat curious, she knew that this kind of thing was most likely a precious item like a secret book, and it would be a mean act for her to snoop around in it.

A feeling of sleepiness slowly came over him. Perhaps it was because he had consumed too much energy in the sparring with Qian Lin just now, coupled with the catalysis of the hot bath he had just taken, Ye Qiuhan felt a desire to sleep.

His eyelids began to twitch. Sitting on the soft mattress, a faint floral scent seemed to linger at the tip of his nose. After barely holding on for more than a minute, Ye Qiuhan finally couldn't resist the invasion of sleepiness and fell headfirst onto the bed.

Qian Lin looked up at Ye Qiuhan and shook his head helplessly. Is this stupid girl a pig? How could she sleep so naturally?

As for whether Ye Qiuhan would encounter an accident, Qian Lin was not worried. There were many senior students from the academy surrounding the yard, and the silly girl's senior sister was guarding here. The evil cultivator from yesterday would definitely not be able to break in and harm Ye Qiuhan.

Therefore, it was entirely Ye Qiuhan's own fault that she fell asleep.

Oh, the children nowadays are so worrying. Will they catch a cold if they sleep like this, right?

Closing the book, Qian Lin jumped off the bed, intending to tuck this silly girl who slept so naturally into bed.

……

"What's this?"

Blood dyed the sky and the earth. Ye Qiuhan stood blankly on the wet bloody ground, looking at the giant monster in front of him that was wreaking havoc in the academy with horror.

The monster was made up of bloody flesh. It had no head and was covered with terrible mouths all over its body. Long and disgusting tongues protruded from these mouths, destroying everything around it.

"This is something that will happen in the near future. The poor creatures who have been bewitched by the evil way think that they can gain eternal and flawless life, but they don't know that everything has a price." A cold voice sounded behind Ye Qiuhan.

Ye Qiuhan turned his head and saw a very beautiful woman standing behind him with a sword in her hand. Under her influence, the world corroded by blood became like a fairyland, and he could faintly hear the sounds of stringed instruments and orchestras.

What shocked Ye Qiuhan even more was the face of the person behind him.

It seemed...for some reason, she felt that this face was very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere...

Where have you seen it?

Ye Qiuhan tried hard to recall, it seemed... it was in the mirror?

"You are... me?" The voice trembled slightly, and Ye Qiuhan widened his eyes, full of surprise.

She wouldn't make a mistake, this face was definitely hers!

This woman who looks like a fairy is me!

"That's right." The woman nodded slightly, confirming Ye Qiuhan's guess.

Wait, what is going on...Ye Qiuhan felt his mind was so confused. Why was he seeing his grown-up self?

Is this a dream? A dream imagined because of what Qian Lin said?

Ye Qiuhan remembered very clearly that Qian Lin had indeed said that she was the future Saint Maiden of Yao Chi, and it was she who killed the future Qian Lin.

So is this what I imagine my future self to be like?

Feeling endless confusion in his heart, Ye Qiuhan looked at the beautiful woman who was not tainted by the worldly world, not knowing what to say.

After a long while, she finally asked, "What do you want to do?"

The woman's gaze left Ye Qiuhan's body and looked at the flesh-and-blood monster that was wreaking havoc. She said softly, "Destroy the demons, that's all."

"Can you explain it more clearly? I don't understand!" Ye Qiuhan said angrily. She felt her head was in a mess, as if something was running around in her head, but she couldn't grasp that thread of thought.

She should know something, but she couldn't remember it.

Pressing her forehead, Ye Qiuhan half-closed her eyes with a painful expression on her face, and her head seemed like it was about to split apart.

"You can remember it, I believe you."

"I should remember something, just tell me!"

The woman did not answer Ye Qiuhan's question. She looked in the direction of the bloody monster, sighed softly, and a trace of regret and remorse flashed in her eyes.

"If you encounter any difficulties, go ask that girl. She is someone you can trust."

Who is that guy? Is it Qian Lin?

Although the woman did not mention any names, Ye Qiuhan understood what she meant almost instantly. If he encountered difficulties, would he ask Qian Lin for help?

Finally I said something that people can understand...

"Silly girl, silly girl, are you okay?" An intermittent voice sounded in Ye Qiuhan's ears.

Everything in front of him began to collapse rapidly. Within a few seconds, everything in front of Ye Qiuhan turned dark again, and the pain in his head was relieved a lot.

The calling had not stopped yet. Ye Qiuhan tried hard to open her eyes, only to see Qian Lin sitting beside her, holding a long silver needle in his hand, as if he wanted to pierce it into her head.

“Huh?!” Ye Qiuhan suddenly woke up and jumped up from the bed as if he had been electrocuted, “Qian Lin, what are you doing!”

Seeing Ye Qiuhan acting so energetic, Qian Lin calmly put the silver needles back into the cloth bag at hand, "You seemed to have a nightmare just now, so I plan to give you a few injections so that you can sleep more comfortably."

Are you sure this thing is just to make me sleep more comfortably, not to make me sleep forever? Ye Qiuhan looked at the silver needle that Qian Lin took back, his eyes full of disbelief.

How come you, a demon lord, also know medical skills?

The suspicion in his eyes was so obvious that Qian Lin guessed Ye Qiuhan's thoughts without any effort. "Don't look down on me. I know a lot of things. Although most of them are not at the top level in the world, it is still easy to deal with some general situations."

Can't the Demon Lord have a hobby? Can't I just like practicing medicine and saving people?

Although she learned this medical skill entirely by herself, she had rarely used it except to heal her own injuries.

"Is this so..."

"Of course, let's not talk about that for now. What did you dream about just now, silly girl? Your expression is so scary." Qian Lin asked curiously, "Did you dream about what happened yesterday afternoon?"

Speaking of what happened yesterday at noon, Ye Qiuhan's face suddenly turned pale, but compared to the flesh and blood monster he saw in his dream, what he saw that afternoon seemed a bit ordinary.

17. The Demon Lord will be bribed by the Spirit Stone

"What you mean is that you dreamed of a super big flesh and blood monster, and then you felt that you should remember something, but now you can't remember it, and these things are very important, is that right?" After listening to Ye Qiuhan's story, Qian Lin touched her chin and nodded gently. She understood the general situation.

First of all, Qian Lin can now definitely conclude that there is something unusual about Ye Qiuhan. This situation where one feels that he should have thought of something but just can't remember it usually happens to those powerful guys who have been reincarnated.

In other words, this black-haired girl might be a powerful ancient being.

So what was she dreaming about? A monster made of flesh and blood, with countless mouths, and a doomsday-like scene... Qian Lin began to fiddle with her memory, trying to find something related to this monster.