The paper cranes in Su Qingwan's hand originated from Yin Jiu. The number of places that can be entered is naturally not comparable to that of Ji Jingyun, so she released the paper crane as soon as possible to pursue the news of the white deer.

Soon Bai Lu replied to Su Qingwan.

"Hong Qiang and I are in the Yinming Realm and track the whereabouts of the Black Phoenix Butterfly. A few days ago, the Black Phoenix Butterfly used some means to create a crack that travels between the human world and the Yinxiu. We followed this crack and chased into the Yinming Realm. You don't have to worry about this crack. I have told the Ghost Lord that the Ghost Lord sent a ghost messenger to repair it."

Su Qingwan told Bai Lu to act carefully, so she no longer disturbed Bai Lu, and only told Ji Jingyun about this matter so that Ji Jingyun could feel at ease.

Ji Jingyun went straight back to Lezhai.

He didn't dare to wander outside without hiding it from Yin Jiu recently.

After pretending to be good for a while, while Ji Jingyun was counting snowflakes to live his life, the day for the celebration of the demon world finally came.

Under Yin Jiu's cold eyes, Ji Jingyun consciously picked up Ayin and Ayang and took the lead. They still did not disturb Mr. Jiu's relationship. If you stay with Mr. Jiu for one more day, you might be scared to death.

In the spacious and bright carriage, Su Qingwan asked Yin Jiu who was preparing the painting materials in confusion: "Master Jiu, why are you scaring them?"

"It's so precious that I want to paint, but they can't see it." Yin Jiu answered Su Qingwan, while increasing the color of the paint. "And, it's rare to go out, I want to be alone with Xiaoxiao."

Su Qingwan really didn't know how to respond to her husband who was particularly frank. After a while, she looked at the more charming paintings and couldn't help but ask: "What kind of paintings are you going to make by Master Jiu?"

Yin Jiu smiled at her: "Xiao Xiao will know in a while."

After Yin Jiu finished the adjustment, Yin Jiu grabbed Su Qingwan and raised his hand to slowly untied the silver belt around her waist.

Su Qingwan subconsciously held his hand to stop him from moving.

Yin Jiu possessed Su Qingwan's eyebrows and kissed her. When Su Qingwan was stunned, she removed Su Qingwan's upper body's clothes: "I won't do anything to you, I just need Xiaoxiao to be the drawing paper."

The great demon Yin Jiu wanted to paint, so the drawing paper was naturally not an ordinary piece. He placed Su Qingwan on the soft couch, picked up the ink pen dipped in gold foil, and carefully outlined the patterns on Su Qingwan's back shoulder.

Su Qingwan could sense the direction of the ink brush, and she could even describe the patterns drawn by Yin Jiu in her mind at the same time. In a moment, Su Qingwan guessed an answer: "Jiu Ye, is it a thorn rose?"

The beauty lay down on the dark purple soft couch, her ink hair like a waterfall was coiled up, and her clothes were half-falling and her icy skin and jade bones were even more visible. Such a vivid and fragrant scene fell into Yin Jiu's eyes, which made the red eyes sink: "Xiao Xiao is so smart, she is indeed a thorn rose."

The gorgeous paintings bloomed on Su Qingwan's white skin with a fiery red flower blooming into the turmeric, but Yin Jiu still seemed to be insufficient. He once again increased the color of the paintings and continued the unfinished paintings.

In order to endure the itchyness caused by the ink pen sketching, Su Qingwan grabbed her dress with her slender fingers and tried to control herself not to move around. But she couldn't resist Yin Jiu's unhonest paintings and always liked to eat tofu. She looked back and looked back at Yin Jiu who was making trouble.

This angry look made Yin Jiu shook his mind.

"Xiaoxiao, don't move randomly, the painting material has not been dried yet." Yin Jiu's fingertips brushed across Su Qingwan's slender neck, gently straightening Su Qingwan's body, but the expression in his red eyes became even more subtle.

Su Qingwan naturally didn't see Yin Jiu's eyes that wanted to eat her completely. She buried her face deep in the soft couch and said in a muffled voice: "Why did Master Jiu suddenly want to draw a thorn rose?"

And it was painted on her.

"The thorn rose is hot and beautiful, but when you touch it, you will always be stabbed accidentally, very much like Xiaoxiao when you are so passionate." Yin Jiu dipped in the painting material, his face was not red or breathless, saying shy words.

Seeing Su Qingwan's ears turn red, Yin Jiu put down his ink pen and took out his little wife who was about to bury her face deep in the soft couch.

"Your Majesty Jiu paints, you always make a joke about what I do." Su Qingwan complained softly. She lowered her head and refused to look at Yin Jiu, but this did not hide her shyness, and it was quite a bit like stealing the bell.

"This is what Xiaoxiao asked, I said." Yin Jiu curled his thin lips and he picked up Su Qingwan's delicate jaw. "This material is mixed with my demonic power. Ordinary water cannot be washed away. If Xiaoxiao gets tired of seeing it one day, just tell me and I will wash it away."

In fact, he did have selfish intentions when doing this.

He could not always occupy this body, just like he could seize control of the body, and the bright side could be recaptured. At that time, even Su Qingwan would no longer belong to him.

As soon as he thought that such a thing might happen, he couldn't help but get angry. But he couldn't get rid of Guangming's side. After thinking about it, he thought of this trick. As long as Guangming's side was intimate with Su Qingwan, he would inevitably see what he left on Su Qingwan.

I have to be disgusted with the light side.

But there is no need to let his cute little wife know about these things, right?

Su Qingwan was not willing to wash away the paintings that Yin Jiu made for her. Even if Yin Jiu painted a dogtail grass on her body, she would not want to wash it off. Moreover, she could sense that Yin Jiu's painting skills were indeed at its peak. She cherished paintings and would not have the intention to ruin the paintings.

Seeing that Su Qingwan's mood stabilized, Yin Jiu continued to make ink for Su Qingwan. He was patient and meticulous, and did not make trouble for Su Qingwan anymore. Su Qingwan also gradually fell asleep in a tranquility.

An hour later, Yin Jiu put away the ink pen of the painting material. A trace of ink black demonic power condensed into his fingertips, covering the undried material on Su Qingwan's back. After a while, he put away the demonic power, lowered his eyes to look at his masterpiece, curled up his bright red lips again, and smiled softly.

Unwilling to wake her up because of wearing clothes, Yin Jiu pulled over the gauze carpet beside him and covered Su Qingwan's delicate body, leaning on the side to wait.

When Su Qingwan woke up, she subconsciously called out: "Jiu Master..."

"I'm here." Yin Jiu opened his eyes and saw his little wife rubbing her eyes in a daze. She seemed to have forgotten that her clothes had half-cut, so she sat up like this, just letting him take the spring scenery into his eyes. After Yin Jiu admired it, he raised his hand and hugged her in his arms.

"Is it done?" Su Qingwan turned her head and tried to look at the pattern behind her. She fell asleep halfway and had no idea what the finished product looked like.

Yin Jiu nodded, and he blinked his finger and called out a water mirror so that Su Qingwan could see clearly. He asked with a low smile: "Is Xiao Xiao still satisfied?"

Su Qingwan looked at the large thorn rose on her back.

Yin Jiu used her entire back as a painting paper to outline a beautiful picture of thorn roses. A thorn rose that was located in the center was in bud, but it looked weird and beautiful.

"It will open." Yin Jiu seemed to see Su Qingwan's doubts and explained with a smile, "Don't hurry, when the time is right, it will open."

Su Qingwan responded softly.

Gently put on Su Qingwan's dress, Yin Jiu combed Su Qingwan's hair again, and then hugged her in her arms.

The carriage galloping on the demon road rushed to the fairy mountain Yuxu before the sun set. The fairy mountain Yuxu, which had not yet set, had a unique charm in it. As soon as Yin Jiu got off the carriage, there was a trace of sunshine left, but it was covered by the moonlight. He was not interested in it at all, and turned around and reached out to Su Qingwan in the carriage and helped her get out of the car.

As soon as Su Qingwan stood firm, the flower-like elf fell on her shoulders.

Yin Jiu's red eyes flashed slightly. His little wife had pure light attributes, and her spiritual energy would unconsciously attract creatures of the same attributes.

"Xiao Xiao is very popular with these little guys." Seeing that Su Qingwan was surrounded by the flower elf in the blink of an eye, Yin Jiu sighed with a smile.

Su Qingwan teased the young elf cub, then took the initiative to hold Yin Jiu's arm, and coaxed the big monster who had knocked over the jealous jar of her home: "Where are you jealous with them?"

Flower elves are just face control.

If Yin Jiu restrained his pressure, he would be more popular than her.

As soon as Su Qingwan thought of this, she suddenly said, "Master Jiu, can you please stop the pressure?"

Yin Jiu could understand Su Qingwan's intentions, but he was the purest darkness in the world. He said lightly: "Even if I restrain my pressure, these little things that are born towards the light will not approach me."

Su Qingwan refused to give up, and she looked forward to it: "Try it?"

The little wife rarely acted coquettishly on him for something, and Yin Jiu's bottom line was broken again: "Forget it, since Xiao Xiao even used the trick of acting coquettishly, I can't let your thoughts be wasted."

The heavy pressure dissipated.

For a time, not only the flower elves, but also the tree elves who were watching by the side, known for their calmness, were eager to get close to these two magnificent demon world masters.

These are Master Jiu and Niang Niang!

I can't even see you!

Ah, Ninth Lady looks so gentle.

Master Jiu... doesn't look so inhumane either.

The flower elves who approached Yin Jiu first were the flower elves. The newborn elves vividly explained what a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. They fell directly on Yin Jiu's shoulders and admired the demon world's big shots up close.

The love for beauty has strongly suppressed the fear of darkness. Su Qingwan was a little amused and crying. No wonder the demon world generally recognizes that when it comes to face control, no one can compare to the flower elf.

The tree elves were unwilling to fall behind and also approached Yin Jiu.

When the dark elves who were moving at the news came, they saw the scene of their boss being surrounded by a group of light elves. They almost lost their teeth. Why did these light elves even snatch the dark elves?

Su Qingwan found the dark elves hiding in the grass and resentful. She stretched out her white hand helplessly and greeted with a smile: "Come here."

These little guys like to compete for favor just like Ayin and Ayang.

The monsters who knew that Yin Jiu would bring Su Qingwan could not help but come to watch. Among them, there were many monsters, not to mention Su Qingwan, and even Yin Jiu had never seen them.

Many of the great demons who are familiar with Yin Jiu have never seen Su Qingwan. They have a sense of curiosity about this rumored human girl who can conquer Yin.

The passionate sight that almost melted the rocks was on Yin Jiu and Su Qingwan. The two parties involved still looked as usual. They strolled on the cobbled path and chatted as if no one was around.

When turning, Yin Jiu raised his hand to lift the vines hanging on the road, and his subtle and considerate movements immediately showed off the monsters' faces.

Su Qingwan couldn't help feeling shy when she heard the exclamations and joking around her. She was born well, and her cold spirit became bright because of Yin Jiu. At this moment, she looked a bit charming and lustful. She whispered: "Master Jiu, I'll do it myself."

Yin Jiu smiled when he saw this: "Don't care about them."

The great monsters who have experienced Yin Jiu's destruction were dumbfounded.

This is still the boss Yin who is the only one who is the only one in their impression? Is it true that Old Yin will be gentle if he is not dead?

Ji Jingyun looked at the monsters who were once powerful but now are dumbfounded. He felt a sense of pride in his heart. When he used it, he also felt his superiority: You group of unknown local buns, I have long been used to seeing you, Jiu Ye showing your love!

As soon as Ayin and Ayang saw Su Qingwan, he wanted to bury into Su Qingwan's arms. Ji Jingyun grabbed one with one hand and said nothing.

Just kidding, let these two little things disturb Jiu Ye and Qing Wan’s relationship. Jiu Ye will definitely be fucked with him when he turns around!

At the celebration banquet, the blood clan king who came from afar turned cold when Yin Jiu and Su Qingwan appeared in his sight, and the exquisite golden quota on his forehead shone coldly under the moonlight.

As a strong man in the Western continent, the blood clan king Xiang Qiu was so beautiful that he had an extremely high vision. In his opinion, both Yin Jiu and Su Qingwan's beauty were undeniably above him. But he made a special trip to show off, not to be a foil.

Although I had never seen it before, the Vampire King instinctively recognized these two people, the so-called Ninth Master and Ninth Niangniang as the demons.

After hearing the praise of Yin Jiu and Su Qingwan's beauty by his accompanying people, the Vampire King felt the feeling of a heart attack for the first time. In order to protect his face, he could not directly scold him.

Gu Lian and Yunwei, who had been visiting Xianshan Yuxu, were also invited to the celebration. When Yin Jiu entered the venue, they came first to greet Yin Jiu: "Master Jiu, Miss Qingwan."

Yin Jiu nodded slightly coldly.

Su Qingwan turned her gaze to the little doll held by Yun Wei in her arms. When the little doll saw Su Qingwan, she grinned and stretched out her hand to ask Su Qingwan to hug her, but she was not afraid of any death.

Yun Wei angrily said: "Xuan'er, don't do anything randomly."

The little baby is named Gu Xuan, who completely inherited the beauty of his mother Yun Wei, but his temperament is very similar to Gu Lian. He has been a fearless person since he was a child, and he inexplicably likes to stick to Su Qingwan.

When Gu Xuan heard Yun Wei's reprimand, he said aggrievedly.
Chapter completed!