It’s not that light songs are making a big deal, but that some ideas must be transmitted.

Xiao Baozi is the Demon Lord, who will rule the demon clan in the future and will even become the second demon god.

Qingge knew that it was the responsibility on Xiao Baozi's shoulders. The only thing she could do was tell Xiao Baozi how to distinguish right from wrong.

"Then I can only inherit my father's property." Xiao Baozi curled his lips, quite disgusted.

Ji Yue's mouth twitched slightly, and she looked at her son helplessly.

Why do people in this world dislike Qingdi’s property not huge enough?

At this moment, Ji Yue felt deeply frustrated and very powerless.

However, when he turned to look at Qingge and saw his lover's side face, his heart was filled with joy and joy.

He thought that even if there were floods and beasts and monsters in his heart, he could still be caressed away by this smile.

Late at night, I returned to Chiyan Mansion, Fengqi, Demon God and Yan Bitong, and were chatting about gossip.

The heaven, the earth, the thousand tribes, the immortal...

Occasionally exaggerated laughter comes.

As soon as Xiao Baozi returned to Chiyan Mansion, he gave everyone the gift he bought on the long street.

The thousand-year-old monster in Ji Yue's mind was still gasping and relaxing.

He really couldn't figure it out. The ancient magic sword Wurong Sword is only worth three hundred Yuan stones?

The thousand-year-old monster was scared after a while. His soul was entrusted to the ruthless sword, and his soul was attached to Ji Yue's spiritual world.

If Wuqing Sword was sold, wouldn't his soul and soul be separated? Although Wuqing Sword was not taken out to pay off the debt, the thousand-year-old monster was still scared and was afraid for a while.

After Xiao Baozi arrived in the house, Feng Qi and the other two received a small gift and were particularly happy.

The demon god held the little bun and sat on his lap: "Ye'er, are you happy today?"

"Happy, Ye'er is so happy." Xiao Baozi was very happy and did not hide anything.

Yan Bi's eyes were kind and looked at the little bun with gentle eyes.

Ji Yue found that since she had Xiao Baozi, her status in this family was far inferior to before.

Ji Yue felt deeply worried about her future.

If this continues, I am afraid that he will have no status in this family.

The little bun is nestled in the arms of the demon god and eating candied haws. He is innocent and cute.

"Then Yunshui and Lin Zhu must have a leg." Feng Qi took a sip of tea and said, "The King of Shenyue and Yunshui fell in love. For Yunshui, the two tendons of Shenyue were almost cut off. Yunshui.

After Shui Shui discovered that he could live in the cycle of reincarnation, he completely gave up on the Divine Moon King.”

"There is something else?" Yan Bitong frowned: "I heard that five years ago, the King of Shenyue met a woman who wanted to marry her. After less than half a month, the woman died in the gods with one body and two lives.

Yuehe. I don’t know if it’s a coincidence.”

"Xiao Qi, do you think it was Yun Shuishui's hand that moved?" The demon god turned his head and looked at Feng Qi and asked.

"That woman can do anything." Feng Qi sneered: "But the matter has not been verified, it is hard to say. She has been the wife of the immortal god, so why bother to be attached to the Divine Moon King? If the things really happened to her,

During a wedding mutiny of the Seventh Prince's House, how could Yunshui invite the Ding Shenyue King to make it a sharp weapon?"

"Demon God, Queen, you two are in immortality. Please pay attention to the Thousand Poisonous Plague, but it cannot be too obvious." Qingge said: "This is by no means accidental. Thousand Poisonous Plague is like this.

So how could Shui Shui know, and why did Lin Zhuchong store the qi of Thousand Poisons and Plagues in himself? If he could hide from the powerful people in the Immortal Realm and the Temple of Gods, would there be others who were surviving?

If so, what is the gain? Will there be countless Lin Zhuchong killing one Lin Zhuchong? There may be even greater hidden behind the Thousand Poisons Plague. Everything is not accidental, Thousand Poisons Plague

The appearance was not accidental. If this were the case, it would be no accidental for the Dream Clan to be exterminated back then!"

Qingge's sensitivity was shocking, and the demon god and others couldn't help but look at her.

Qingge's verbal analysis was very clear and reasonable, and it made people sober.

The Thousand Poisons Plague is related to the extermination of the Dream Clan, and Yunshui Shui is related to Lin Zhuchong. So what about Yunshui Shui and the Dream Clan?

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room was quite solemn. The demon god narrowed his eyes and snorted: "Do you dare to play like this? If you are discovered, her head will be unsecured."

"She was under my nose, talking about loyalty and morality with me in the last second, and rolling onto the same bed with my man the next second, and kneeling down and kowtowing to admit his mistake the next day. What can't be done with such a woman?

"Feng Qi said lightly.

The demon god pursed his lips slightly and said, "The Dream Clan's affairs involve several immortal gods, so I can only pay attention to it secretly. If Yunshui really involves this matter, the day when the truth is revealed will be when she dies!" The demon god lifted up slightly.

Lower jaw: "The gods of immortality must bow their heads in front of me. How dare she, Yunshuishui, touch my daughter-in-law?"

Suddenly, the demon god smiled at Qingge: "Don't worry, when I return to the world of immortality, I will torture her to death."

"Xiao Qi, remember to stab her with a needle." The demon god said.

Qingge: "..." Mama Rong?

Feng Qi nodded, smiled slightly, and looked a little sad.

Her memory is fragmented and as her strength grows, some will be retrieved.

Before Yunshuishui and Reincarnation ascend to immortality, they had already ordered their subordinates to wait for her to fall and pierce the hot needles along every pore of her.

Yes, I haven't let go of every pore in my body.

Later, she was tortured by Nan Xueluo to become unhealthy.

She suffered from torture and slept for thousands of years. After waking up, she was still willing to believe in Qingge.

The demon god glanced at Feng Qi, frowned, and his murderous intention flew away from his eyes: "Yunshuishui, this dog will be broken sooner or later. People are doing evil, God is watching, God does not accept her, I will accept it

!”

"No hurry, when my strength reaches its peak, I will pick out every bone of her and feed it to the dog." Feng Qi sneered.

She lifted up her sleeves, looked at her tender hands, and smiled bitterly: "It hurts so much."

It hurts so much...it hurts so much...

At that time, every time I moved, I felt ache in every part of my body.

It's like being gnawed by insects and ants, it's like being burned by a fire...

Qingge's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at Feng Qi in complexity.

She once thought that she had suffered a lot until she met Fengqi.

It turns out that she is not the most bitter one. There is a woman named Fengqi in this world who is even more bitter than her.

Fengqi’s suffering is a physical and mental suffering. It’s too painful to die without burial.

Her suffering is a hardship that has been tempered, but there are a group of lovely people who accompany her through fire and water and pass through the obstacles.

The little bun jumped out of the demon god's arms, and opened his hands to embrace Feng Qi.

"Grandma Qi, Ye'er will give you a kiss, you want to be happy." Xiao Baozi kissed Feng Qi on the cheek.

Feng Qi's eyebrows suddenly dissipated, and he smiled in his eyes. He hugged Xiao Baozi and pinched Xiao Baozi's cheek: "Seeing Ye'er, Grandma Qi was happy."
Chapter completed!