The man saw her tears, a trace of heartache flashed across his face, and hurriedly said, "Tong'er, I didn't mock you..."

Tong'er interrupted coldly: "I know what you are thinking, you don't need to say it. I will leave tomorrow and never come to the demon clan again. I will go back to Tai Chi Palace to concentrate on practicing and will never come out." After that, he turned around and ran.

The man sighed helplessly as he looked at her back and hurriedly chased after her.

The Qingyan Demon Lord looked behind him, and a sarcastic smile overflowed from the corner of his lips, but a vase with a stunning face was a little worse than Zhuge Canglan.

However, this girl can make use of the disciples of Tai Chi Palace!

His eyes were raised, his eyes flashed with a calculating light, and he shook his sleeves and followed.

The man cared for Tong'er very much and followed her closely, not daring to leave for a moment. He wanted to come forward to talk to her several times, but when he saw that she had a bad face, he stopped talking with frost on his face and just followed silently.

The Qingyan Demon Lord saw the friendship, struggle and pain in his eyes clearly, and thought to himself: This couple is a lover, but I don’t want to.

The girl walked through the crowd and came to a well-known inn in the city and stepped in directly.

When the waiter saw her, he quickly smiled and greeted her, "Why did the girl come back so early? The city is going to be lively for one night."

Qingyan Demon Lord heard what the waiter meant, the two of them seemed to live in this store.

Tong'er ignored the waiter, walked past him with an unhappy expression, and walked directly towards his guest room, making the waiter look embarrassed.

The man followed from behind, took out a few spirit beads and threw them into the waiter: "She is in a bad mood today, don't be surprised if she quarrels with me."

The waiter looked flattered and said in a panic: "No... You are so polite, how dare you be a little girl..."

The Demon Lord of Qingyan felt that this man was a good person. He was arrogant without a self-supporting identity and should be a talent that could be made.

The man and the waiter said another word and came to Tong'er's guest room door. He raised his hand and knocked on them, and heard the sound of a cup falling from inside.

"I don't want to see you now, go, go..."

A wound was scratched across the man's face, he clenched his fists and shouted: "Tong'er..."

With a bang, something hit the door from inside. The door trembled a few times, and Tong'er's sharp voice came out: "Don't call me, I hate you."

The man still said patiently: "Tong'er, stop making trouble? This is...it's not too...it's not our own home. I'm sorry for my words being severe, but I have no other meaning. Don't be angry, will the third brother compensate you? "

The Qingyan Demon Lord felt that this man had a deep affection for Na Tong'er. He saw that he was an arrogant man and would never apologize easily. However, when facing Tong'er, even if it was not his fault, he could still apologize so seriously. If he hadn't loved deeply, how could he do this?

The room fell silent. After a while, the door opened. Tong'er stood in front of the man, her eyes were red. She looked like she had just cried. She bit her lip and had a mark on her face, but this did not damage her beauty, but added a bit of pitiful temperament.
Chapter completed!