Chapter 259 Wake up at the wrong time

"When did I ever break my promise?" Qing Yi retorted. His eloquence was probably due to the influence of Ling Feng since he was a child. So when Qing Yi was with Ling Feng, he could not always get the upper hand.

"Hehe, my stomach feels uncomfortable. I'm going to the toilet and will be back in a while." Ling Feng stood up as he said that.

"Hey, why are you so troublesome? Can't you just be patient?" Qing Yi was reluctant to see Ling Feng was leaving. It was late at night, and wouldn't it be just him and his master who was about to come back to life.

"Brother, you want me to hold it in while I go take a shit?" Ling Feng looked at his timid good brother in amusement. What on earth was this kid afraid of? "Don't worry, the old leader hasn't woken up in all these days. How can he wake up as soon as I leave? Being a hero requires a lot of courage, otherwise people will laugh at you. I'll be back soon." After saying that, Ling Feng got up and left.

Qing Yi couldn't stop Ling Feng from going to the bathroom, but he still cursed this kid in his heart. Why is he so troublesome? He looked at his master and muttered, "Master, you should sleep well and don't scare me, your disciple. If you want to wake up, don't wake up now. Wait until my master comes tomorrow."

Qingyi stood up and walked to the table, pouring himself a cup of tea. There was no wine, as Xiaoye still didn't allow him to drink.

Just as Qing Yi put the water into his mouth, he glanced at the person on the bed and saw that he suddenly sat up. He was startled and spit out a mouthful of water. He kept coughing, and finally stopped. He looked at the bed and rubbed his eyes in disbelief, "Sitting up!"

Qing Yi tentatively called out, "Master?"

The person on the bed was still sitting there blankly, ignoring him. The more Qing Yi looked at him, the creepier he found it. He shouted, "Oh my God! The master has really turned into a ghost!" and ran out quickly.

There were guards on duty outside the palace, and they had all heard about the Demon Lord's affairs. Suddenly, in the middle of the night, a man ran out of the old man's room, shouting: "Ghost!" Even the bravest guards were frightened. It wasn't because they were afraid of ghosts, but because they didn't know what was going on.

The guard quickly lit the torch, and seeing that it was Young Master Qing Yi, he asked loudly, "Young Master Qing Yi, what happened?"

"Ah?" With the light from the torch, Qing Yi saw four people dressed as guards. He immediately sobered up a little and calmed down. He looked at the master's room and said, "Go call my master. My master is awake."

"Ah? Yes!" The guards couldn't help but feel happy when they heard it. In the past few days, they saw that everyone in the palace was guarding the old senior, hoping that he would wake up soon. Finally, he woke up. That's great.

One guard went to deliver the letter, while the others went in to check on the old Demon Lord. Qing Yi wondered, "Master, is he really back from the dead? But why is he so dazed, like a zombie?"

When Ling Feng returned, he was shocked. What was going on? The courtyard was brightly lit with torches, and there were so many people there. It was just a matter of taking a shit, so what was going on?

When he got closer, he realized that the old master had woken up! At this time, Ling Feng really regretted not listening to Qing Yi. If he had known that the old master would wake up at this time, he would have just endured it! It was such a pity that he missed the moment of witnessing the old immortal come back to life because of a shit!

"Master?" After receiving the report from the guards, Mo Qitian ran over without even wearing an outer coat, only a black inner coat and long hair. If Qing Yi saw him alone at night, it would definitely scare his apprentice who was afraid of ghosts.

"Hey, why are there so many people here?" The Demon Lord was a little confused. He remembered that he was drinking with his disciples and grand disciples.

"Master, what do you think?"

"How does it feel? I'm not drunk, let's continue drinking!" said the Demon Lord.

"..." Judging from the tone, it seems nothing is wrong.

"Master, you are really not dead?" Qing Yi became bolder and asked loudly.

"Who died? You little bastard, you don't want to live anymore!" The Demon Lord glared at Qing Yi.

"Master, listen to me." Mo Qitian stopped the Demon Lord and told him what had happened in the past few days. The Demon Lord looked at the people in the room again, and then he realized that he had really died once. However, for him, the memory still remained when he was drinking with his apprentices and grand-disciple.

"Hey, it's nothing, nothing. Look how worried you are. I have the ability to bring the dead back to life, how could I die? But it's a good thing you didn't bury me, otherwise I would have to crawl out." The Demon Lord said carelessly.

"Master, could you please tell us in advance next time? You scared us to death!" Qing Yi finally confirmed that the master was still the master before he stepped forward and got closer.

"You little brat, do you think I'm hard of hearing? Who was the one who yelled 'ghost' just now?"

"I...that...Master, can you blame me for this? You've been lying down for seven days, and you had to sit up in the middle of the night without saying a word. How could I not be scared?" Qing Yi defended.

"Oh, you mean I woke up at the wrong time?" The Demon Lord snorted coldly.

"Well, there is a little bit of that. It would be nice if you woke up during the day, or if you could wake up a little later and wait for Ling Feng to come back after taking a shit!"

"Hey, Qingyi, what are you talking about?" Ling Feng squeezed in from behind. He couldn't stand it anymore. Qingyi told him everything about going to the toilet just now. Isn't it embarrassing?

"You are willing to come back? I told you to be patient, but you insisted on going!" Qing Yi couldn't help but complain when he saw Ling Feng coming. How could he be scared if this kid was here to accompany him?

"Okay, okay, I shouldn't go, please don't say it!" Ling Feng didn't want to be embarrassed.

"Why do I feel a little hungry?" The Demon Lord said to himself.

"Senior, please wait a moment. I will ask someone to prepare it." Upon seeing this, King Shi quickly ordered the kitchen to prepare the meal.

The Demon Lord got out of bed and stretched himself, seeming to have slept for quite some time. He knew that this time he fell asleep, perhaps because his mind was unstable. The knot that had been entangled for decades had suddenly unraveled, which had indeed disturbed his mind. But fortunately, it was not the amnesia he had suffered last time; his memory was intact.

"Master, where are you going?" Qing Yi saw the Demon Lord walking out the door.

"The outhouse." The Demon Lord said, and everyone in the room looked at each other. It seemed quite natural that this old immortal came back to life.

After serving the Demon Lord, everyone dispersed to rest. Only Mo Qitian was worried and wanted to stay here with his master.

"You should go back and rest. Look at what has happened. Your master is fine." After everyone left, the Demon Lord persuaded Mo Qitian.

"You sleep, I won't disturb you." Mo Qitian still sat on the stool.

"Hey, kid, why are you so stubborn? If you don't want to leave, then don't leave. I just need to tell you something." The Demon Lord sat on the bed, and Mo Qitian sat on a stool. The master and disciple talked for a long time. The Demon Lord revealed all the secrets he hadn't had time to share with the next leader, including his current residence and his collection. As the Buddhist King said, the Demon Lord's closest person was always Mo Qitian.