After Being Betrayed, The Immortal Master Ran Away With The Demon Venerable

Shangxian frowned slightly, as if he didn't understand the reason for what he did, but he still didn't say a word. As if it wasn't enough to get him to say half a word.

Seeing him staring at him like this, Little Demon Venerable became even more reckless. He got up from the couch with difficulty, trying to knock over the medicine bowl on the table by the bedside.

However, before his hand touched the medicine bowl, Shang Xian suddenly rolled him up from the couch with his spiritual power and brought him in front of him. He was so close that Little Demon Venerable panicked for a moment, and the next second, Shang Xian was so close. He took out a piece of something from his sleeve and stuffed it into Little Demon Venerable's mouth.

Sweet, it's a rock candy. He had never eaten something so sweet in his life.

Little Demon Venerable looked at him with gritted teeth, only to feel that he was treated like a child. Although he is a natural devil, he is still fourteen or fifteen years old, not to mention that he is still mixed with human blood. It is his limit to finally kill the previous generation of demons, and he has no other energy to fight with the immortals. .

"No aversion."

The cold voice couldn't make out the slightest hint of coaxing. After Shangxian finished speaking lightly, he brought the medicine of the dead man, pinched the nose of the little devil, and poured it ruthlessly.

All of a sudden, the thick bitter taste overflowed in his mouth. Although it was released by the rock sugar, it was still so bitter that the heart tensed, and he choked and coughed.

Little Demon Venerable glared at Shangxian fiercely, his eyes seemed terrifying as if he wanted to eat him alive, but his nose was pinched, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes. It makes life not to be afraid, but to find it interesting.

The concoction dripped down the corners of his lips, and Shang Xian's eyes paused slightly, as if his heart softened, he took out the handkerchief and wiped it on him.

"Go away!" Little Demon Venerable only hated that he didn't have a knife.

Shang Xian put the low stool upright and said in a low voice, "What's the use of losing your temper with me, it's not that I hurt you so much."

He tried to reason with Little Mozun, but how could Little Mozun listen.

No matter what Shang Xian said, Little Demon Venerable looked at him with such resentful eyes.

After a long while, Shang Xian gave up playing the qin to the ox.

"I have to drink at night, I have to drink tomorrow, I have to drink the day after tomorrow, and I have to drink if I don't drink." Shangxian put down these words quite forcefully, and went out to get hot water with the water basin.

As soon as the door was closed, Little Demon Zun immediately got up and tried to escape, but the movement was too fast and the wound was stretched. He rolled off the couch in pain and shrank into a ball.

Naturally, Shangxian heard such a sound. He pushed open the door with the hot water he had just received, and was just looking at the little devil who was lying in a pool of water stains, shrunk into a ball in pain.

Shangxian and Kankan raised their heads to look at his little Demon Venerable, and both fell silent.

Little Demon Venerable gritted his teeth. Although he had done everything in his life, it was the first time that he had been humiliated in front of a human cultivator.

He has to kill this man!

"Hmm." Shang Xian wanted to pretend that he didn't see it, but he felt that the little devil should not be able to get up by himself, so he had to walk forward.

The appearance of clean, snow-white boots in front of Little Demon Venerable undoubtedly made him even more ashamed.

But the other party didn't say anything, just gently picked him up, put him back on the couch, and wiped the blood on Little Demon Venerable with a veil scalded with hot water.

Little Demon Zun's face was gloomy, and he wanted to push him and tell him a lesson. But his muscles were all broken, and he had no strength in his hands. He reached out to push, but instead of pushing, he accidentally fell into Shangxian's arms.

The other party was obviously stiff, and he didn't seem to know how to react. He was sluggish for a long time, and suddenly reached out and rubbed his head.

Little Demon: ? ? ?

Does the Demon Venerable who was rubbed his head still have the dignity of the Demon Venerable?

"Are you still eating candy?" The gentle voice of Shang Xian came from above his head, and he even coughed twice.

Hearing this, Little Demon Venerable clenched the corner of Shangxian's clothes tightly. If he hadn't been able to beat him now, he would have to...

Wait, since this person likes to pretend so much, then he will accompany him to pretend to play.

Little Demon Venerable loosened his hand slightly, he stretched out his hand diligently to reach Shangxian's neck, and finally hugged him, and put it next to Shangxian's ear and whispered in a whisper, "I want to eat. "

The voice that didn't change is a little soft. Shangxian has never been so close to anyone before, and he was stunned for a while. It took a long time to react. He took out a packet of rock candy wrapped in red paper from the storage ring, and peeled it off. hand it to him.

Little Demon Venerable took the rock candy, smiled stubbornly from an angle that Shangxian couldn't see, and suddenly threw the rock candy on the ground and said, "I want to eat halva!"

The rock candy fell to the ground and melted into the beach.

Shangxian gave a distressed look, then turned his gaze back to Little Demon Venerable's face, and said, "What flavor of crisp candy?"

Little Mozun didn't expect that instead of blaming himself, he asked him what flavor of halva he wanted to eat.

He was stunned for a while, and said involuntarily: "Osmanthus, sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus." It was something he had seen people eat when he was a child. It was very expensive. I heard it was delicious, but he had never eaten it.

Shang Xian sighed, counted his pitiful spiritual stones in his mind, and said softly, "If you are obedient and take medicine, I will buy it for you."

What is this, coaxing a child?

He is not a real human child anymore. Demon children are much more mature than human children.

The little devil was lying on his side on the couch, watching Shangxian lift the sword, and as if remembering something, he tucked the quilt for him very clumsily, and said, "Don't move, wait for me to come back."

He watched the cyan figure leave, a little lost.

How can this man be so stupid.

The bedding was extremely warm, hands and feet were wiped clean, and medicine was given. Even with such a deep wound, the man never asked him aloud.

Don't want to ask, or don't care?

Little Demon Venerable pulled the corner of the blanket tightly and closed his eyes gently. He was really seriously injured, and was exhausted by that anger, his eyelids were heavy, and he was almost no match for the desire to fall asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, a cool hand suddenly patted his face.

Little Demon Venerable opened his eyes in an instant, subconsciously pinched the throat of the person in front of him, but was easily grabbed by the wrist.

"Don't move." Shangxian's face came into view, his expression was serious, he picked up the arm of the little devil and looked at it carefully, the wound on it was cracked again, and strands of blood were seeping out.

Little Demon Venerable wanted to withdraw his hand, but he was held tighter. Those cool fingers carefully rolled up his sleeve, and applied a thick layer of ointment to his wound.

"Don't you know it hurts?" Such a **** wound appeared on a thin child, and even Shang Xian couldn't see it.

Little Demon Zun wanted to sneer at him, but after thinking about it, he felt that it would be better to make fun of this idiot, so he took a drill into his arms and pretended to be wronged: "It hurts, it hurts, did you buy me candy? "

Shangxian half-armed his shoulders at a loss, and took out a small delicate purse from his arms.

"Osmanthus-flavored." He poured out a few and handed them to the little devil, and said softly.

This is what he found after looking for several shops, and he didn't know if the child liked it or not.

The snow-white halva was lying in the palm of the hand, and the fingers that were as white as jade were very beautiful.

The little devil's throat choked, and after a long time, he stretched out his hand, gently twisted one, and put it in his mouth.

Soft and sweet, it melts in your mouth. It was more delicious than he imagined.

"What's your name?" After eating the halva, the little devil who had been silent for a long time suddenly opened his mouth.

Shangxian didn't expect him to ask this suddenly, he pondered for a moment, and then asked, "What's your name?"

The name of Little Demon Venerable has not been known much in the human world, but in the Demon Race, it is considered a demon that no one knows about.

He turned his face away and said, "I don't want to say it."

Little Demon Venerable struggled from his arms, as if he was about to lie back on the quilt, but was gently pulled.

"Yi Ning," the other party lowered his eyes and whispered, "My name is Yi Ning."

In Yi Ning's eyes, this child can't easily trust anyone, and he finally got to open up to himself a little bit. He didn't want to ruin this rare trust just like that.

"Now, it's time for you to tell me what your name is." Yi Ning shoved another halva in his palm, and his tone was rather deceiving.

But the little devil seemed to be immobilized, and remained motionless for a long time.

"Huh?" Yi Ning looked down at him in confusion.

I saw the stiff little Demon Venerable suddenly plunged into Yi Ning's arms, hiding the look on his face, and said calmly, "I don't have a name."

This person... this person is actually Yi Ning. Little Demon Venerable hasn't recovered from the shock brought by the words just now.

In the west there is the Taoling High Immortal, and in the north there is the High Immortal Yi Ning. These two people are the only people in the world who can make a demon cultivator feel terrified.

If he was told to discover his true identity, he would be cut to the sword in the next moment.

Fortunately, he is now in human form, and Yi Ning should not find anything.

His heart was beating very fast, and he felt strangely stimulated. He was in the arms of someone who hated magic cultivators the most, and he was hugged and coaxed. Little Demon Venerable stretched out his hand, gently wrapped around Yi Ning's waist, and whispered, "I still want to eat."

Yi Ning wanted to continue to ask questions, but he was distracted by his words and said, "There are a few pieces left, take it when you drink the medicine."

"I don't want to drink medicine." Little Demon Zun rubbed against his arms.

It's too close, he's not used to it.

But Yi Ning couldn't bear to push him away, so he had to let him rub against him like an unweaned puppy in his arms.

After a long while, he said: "You must drink, otherwise..."

"I don't want to eat, it's too bitter." The puppy in his arms felt even more aggrieved.

Yi Ning's words were choked in his throat, and he took out two pieces of halva and said, "Is it okay to drink a bowl and eat two pieces of candy?"

Xiao Mozun's eyes swayed on Yi Ning's face, and his tone softened: "Okay."

Why... indulge him like that.

"Are you doing this to everyone?" Little Demon Venerable couldn't help asking, he didn't believe that there were such stupid and deceptive people.

Hearing this, Yi Ning shook his head and said, "No."

He just likes children especially, especially a poor child like Little Demon Venerable.

So many wounds on my body, so pitiful. he thinks.

Being stared at by those deep, dark eyes, Yi Ning softened.

"Then you're only doing this to me?" said the little devil, sticking to him.

Not really... Yi Ning was embarrassed to say that he did this to all children, so he told a white lie.

"Yes."

The next second, Little Demon Venerable's pupils suddenly dilated, looked at Yi Ning's face, and murmured, "You lied."

In the few strokes of life, no one treats him well except for his mother.

Everyone just wants to kill him, cut his flesh and drink his blood.

There will be no one... only good to him.

Or is it that Yi Ning treats him like this just because he is human?

Yi Ning suddenly reached out and rubbed his head, and whispered, "I didn't lie, you are... a very distressing child."

Very distressing.

So far in my life, some people say he is low, some people say he is dirty, some people call him a bastard, but no one has ever described him like that.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry for the lateness, I'm not feeling well after being vaccinated recently.