"Grandma Demon God, don't be unhappy." Seeing that Demon God was still in a state of distraught, Little Baozi's voice was filled with tears.
The demon god smiled and rubbed the little bun's head.
She walked into the house with the little bun in her arms and sat on the couch covered with a soft velvet blanket.
The little bun sat on the Demon God's legs, leaned into the Demon God's arms, and blinked his eyes gently. His eyelashes were as thick as cattail leaves, and as dark as thick ink.
"Ye'er." The demon god shouted.
"Ye'er is here!" Little Baozi raised his face and smiled brightly.
"You must remember grandma's words and always protect your mother. She has suffered too much for you and Qingdi Daddy. She deserves all the good things in the world."
The demon god whispered, his lowered eyelashes hiding the loneliness in his eyes.
Little Baozi is not very old, but he is quirky and extremely smart.
Little Baozi asked curiously: "Grandma Demon God, is something happening in the gods?"
"Ye'er, no matter if your mother is a god, a devil, a human, or a monster, you have to protect her and don't hate her, okay?" the demon god said.
The little bun was stunned for a long time, and the smile on his face gradually faded away.
"Grandma the Demon God, mother, will she be the Lord of Twilight City?" Little Baozi asked.
The demon god suddenly looked at the little bun and smiled bitterly.
This child is so smart that nothing can be hidden from him.
"Yes." The Demon God told the truth: "Your mother is most likely the Lord of Twilight City who is not tolerated in this world."
Footsteps sounded, and Queen Fengqi and Ji Yue, who came from outside, happened to hear the demon god's words.
Ji Yue's fingertips were slightly cold and her heart was trembling slightly. She stood in front of the threshold for a long time. Her body was extremely heavy and her legs were as if they were rooted to the ground, making it difficult to move.
He frowned tightly, and underneath his bone-crushing horror, he faintly exuded a storm-like aura of chilling.
He thought that his girl had already had a hard enough journey.
Those ten spirit-eliminating needles were still deeply planted in her soul.
In order to reach the world of immortality, she fought unremittingly and worked hard.
Evil Seal, why did he choose her?
Come to think of it, she never mentioned this.
It was like this every time. She always thought that she could handle it well without adding any difficulties or burdens to him.
So sensible and strong!
Feng Qizun Houxu narrowed his eyes, "It's just as I expected."
"It seems that you also have a premonition?" The demon god glanced at Ji Yue lazily, and his eyes fell on the body of the empress Fengqi. The empress Fengqi nodded and said slowly: "The world's respect for the Great Compassion Evil Palace
, Twilight God Punishment City, although it is avoided like a snake and a scorpion, the evil seal has extremely powerful power. As long as it is an ambitious practitioner, it will be difficult to resist the temptation brought by the evil seal.
It would be better for him to be a nobody on the right path and be limited everywhere, than to bring chaos to the world, take charge of the evil seal, and become the Lord of Twilight City."
"However, the Lord of Twilight City and the Evergreen Emperor are two completely different identities."
"I'm afraid only that girl would retreat and even find a place to bury her." Empress Fengqi said: "She has really given up her position as the Lord of Twilight City. She is afraid of disappointing you and letting Qing Qing."
The emperor is in a dilemma. Therefore, even though she has the opportunity and shortcut to reach the sky in one step, she still decides to keep her feet on the ground and take the road to immortality. Now I just
I'm afraid that one day when she enters the realm of immortality, she will be forced to go to the Immortal Execution Platform to have her evil spirit tendons cut off."
"With her temperament, if she puts Yue'er into trouble, she will definitely cut off her own evil spirit tendons without hesitation." The demon god let out a deep breath.
The world only thinks that Ye Qingge is lucky enough to be favored by Empress Fengqi and loved by the Immortal Demon God.
But only the demon god knew how outstanding and tenacious that child was, which attracted her.
Reminds her of her old self.
"You must never cut off the evil spirit tendons!"
The Demon God looked at Ji Yue indifferently, tugged his lips, and said, "Qingyuan God is a heartless bitch. You are his son. You might be like him. I can't let Ge'er take this risk."
The corner of Queen Feng Qizun's mouth twitched several times. If she hadn't known better, she would have thought that the demon god was Ye Yatou's family.
Ji Yue lowered her head slightly, "Don't worry, Mother God, I will never let her cut off the evil spirit tendons. If that is the case, it is better to let her go to Yama, and my son will go to Yama too."
"He looks like a man, a little better than your unsatisfactory father." The demon god said lazily.
"Just pretend you haven't heard anything about Twilight City Lord."
"Yue'er, I asked you to come here just to tell you that she doesn't want to be the Lord of Twilight City. If she becomes the Lord of Twilight City one day, it will be because the world forced her to do so and it was you who failed to protect her."
"The stories of good and evil in this world are all written by the victors. Instead of worrying about good and evil, it is better to think about how to improve yourself."
"Only if you are stronger can your wife and children be protected from suffering."
"..."
When Ji Yue walked out holding the little bun, she was in a daze, as if in a dream, and her mind was filled with the words of demons and gods.
"father."
The courtyard was deep and the little bun stopped.
Ji Yue stamped her feet and looked down at him.
"Ye'er wants a sister."
"..."
Ji Yue laughed and said, "Okay."
The little bun tilted his head, grinned, and showed a white smile, with a bright smile on his face.
Ji Yue looked into the distance, and ripples appeared deep in her eyes.
…
In the highest place of Qingyuan Pavilion, the evil seal and the weapon spirit were placed in the cabinet.
A deserted space seemed to have yellow desert sand and billowing wind.
The woman with wings sprouted from her back, her feet without shoes or socks, stopped on the yellow sand.
She is the treasured bow weapon spirit of the Lord of Twilight City.
The woman's amber-like eyes looked at a young man squatting on the ground in front of her.
The young man was wearing a well-fitting black robe, with a pair of huge black wings on the back of his back.
In all directions from the sky, along with the yellow sand and hot wind, feathers as black as ink fell down.
The young man squatted, his head lowered, and his slender hands seemed to be writing something on the yellow sand ground.
The woman took steps and came to the young man.
Only then did he see clearly that the boy had drawn the outline of a woman, with the word Qingge written next to it.
"What a nice name." He said with a smile, as if he was ill, and his voice sounded particularly weak.
"Why, it has to be her?" Qi Ling asked: "We can choose another her, she has already abandoned us."
The young man raised his head, his handsome and enchanting face was as sharp as a knife, as if it were the most perfect handicraft in the hands of God.
The young man has a pair of golden eyes, which are sacred but also desolate.
Like barren land with no grass growing on it.
There was a hint of killing between his brows.
The left face is engraved with a golden mysterious totem, which looks like the oldest rune.
He seemed to be thinking for a long time, and then said with a smile: "She will not abandon us, she will come back and find me." "My Lord, the city lord, can only be her."