Chapter 152: Junior Sister is the Favorite of the Three Realms (52)

The spiritual consciousness transformed into a sword and slashed towards Qi Yeyue.

Qiao Xi also got a glimpse of the content of the illusion, and then her expression became strange.

The illusion cast by Gui Chaohuan is pain.

Qi Yeyue was indeed in pain, but the painful scene was a bit... hard to describe. Qiao Xi didn't even expect to see herself in the illusion.

And Qi Yeyue just managed to endure it without being tempted.

This perseverance is truly admirable.

Qi Yeyue, who was loyal to Zhu Jintang, naturally would not betray the Demon Lord. Even if he had accidentally gotten a little close to her before, he immediately moved away. For him, that was an act of usurpation.

He is very sensible and self-aware.

therefore.

When Gui Chaohuan suggested holding hands, Qiao Xi had some doubts.

Ignore the illusions you see.

The demonic energy from Qiao Xi's fingertips passed by and awakened Qi Yeyue.

When the man opened his eyes, he looked a little confused. When he saw Qiao Xishi sitting on the bed, looking down at him, Qi Yeyue turned his face away awkwardly and was about to stand up to salute.

His body suddenly froze.

Seeing this, Qiao Xi also waved her hand: "Just sit there for now, no need for formalities."

"yes."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yeyue slightly changed his sitting position, looking a little embarrassed, and did not dare to look up at Qiao Xi.

He was afraid to think of what he saw in the illusion...

At that time, he had reached the limit of his endurance, and was only one step away from breaking through the shackles of reason. Fortunately, someone broke through his consciousness and pulled him out of the illusion.

"Why are you here with me?"

Qiao Xi continued to use magic energy to heal her injuries slowly. The damaged meridians were gradually sticking together, but despite the severe pain, she remained calm.

But the strong smell of blood in the air could not be concealed.

Qi Yeyue also noticed it.

He raised his head to look at the pretty person above him, only to see that her robe had darkened in a large area and that drops of blood were dripping from her sleeves.

Qi Yeyue's pupils shrank slightly.

How could the princess’ injuries be... so serious?

Even though he was shocked, he did not forget to answer: "I left the party to celebrate the princess's arrival. Not long after I left, I..."

I wanted to continue.

But Qi Yeyue soon frowned, and when he thought back, he could not find any memory of leaving the table.

He wanted to go out and get some fresh air.

Walking down the corridor, and then...?

He had no recollection of it, no matter how hard he tried. His memories were like a thick fog, impossible to escape or see clearly.

I just remember that I seemed to be trapped in an illusion.

Then, he saw many unspeakable scenes in the illusion. He was determined not to be deceived, but when he saw the princess...

I inexplicably thought of the scene at that time.

Qi Yeyue quickly lowered his head and averted his gaze, discarding these chaotic thoughts. However, it was impossible for him to be in an illusion for no reason, and the person who caused the illusion must be stronger than him.

The Hall of Ten Thousand Demons is heavily guarded.

It was only on the day of celebration that we relaxed. Who could have thought that the accident would happen at that time?

Qiao Xi leaned lazily on the couch and waved her hands casually.

"Forget it, I have already killed the thief, I am glad that you are fine."

Qi Yeyue looked at her, hesitant to speak, and finally, with a struggling expression, he lowered his head and replied, "...Yes."

There are many things I want to ask but haven’t asked yet.

The dripping blood soon formed a small pool. Qi Yeyue's eyes struggled, and finally he raised his head and looked directly at the woman in front of him as if he had given up.

"Princess, can I treat your injuries?"

He could feel the chaotic demonic energy in Qiao Xi's body. Her internal injuries were so severe that she couldn't even use the demonic energy smoothly. At her current speed, it would take forever to recover.

And she is His Majesty's princess.

If His Majesty comes out of seclusion and blames him, he will also be to blame.

"Do you have a plan?"

A flash of surprise crossed Qiao Xi's beautiful eyes, and then she quickly smiled in relief.

"Then come on."

She raised her hand, and her sleeves slipped down a little, revealing her slender arms as smooth as jade.

The red of blood wrapped around her wrists.

The red and white intertwined and meandered down, sliding along her slender fingertips.

Qi Yeyue's throat tightened, "I'm sorry."

He stepped forward and respectfully took her hand, not daring to touch the woman's delicate fingers. The man's hand fell on her wrist and injected pure demonic energy into it.

When the evil energy entered his body to investigate, his expression suddenly changed.

This injury...even if it is a demon, if it is not treated in time, it will probably become a disabled person.

The woman in front of him had just been talking to him as usual.

In order to kill that thief, she was injured so badly.

Qi Yeyue's face was solemn and he didn't dare to be arrogant at all. At the same time, guilt and bitterness spread in his heart.

This time he failed in his duty.

Although he knew that the princess did not kill the thief for him, Qi Yeyue still felt a faint sweetness in his heart at this moment.

But this one is sweet.

Or drowned in the ensuing self-blame.

Qiao Xi's eyes were slightly closed and her expression was indifferent. Qi Yeyue was in a heavy mood and had no intention of speaking again. Instead, he silently healed her wounds.

The two of them spent time in such a subtle atmosphere.

Until one moment, Qiao Xi seemed to realize something. She opened her eyes and stood up. Qi Yeyue also let go of her wrist in time, but was a little confused.

"princess?"

"Zhu Jintang is awake, I want to go see him."

She said this without any regrets and turned to leave. Qi Yeyue was stunned. When he came to his senses and looked at the woman's back, he felt a strange feeling of dullness and heaviness in his chest.

It felt like I was entangled and bound by something, and I couldn't breathe.

He lowered his head.

He gathered his unstable breath and put aside all unnecessary thoughts. When he stood up again, he returned to his usual cold demeanor.

***

After Qiao Xi changed into a substitute, she went to Zhujin Hall.

She didn't intend to hide her aura, and the aura left by Yu Jingxiao when he met her before was also transferred to her.

Arrived at the secret room where Zhujintang was in seclusion.

She raised her hand and placed it on it, and the demonic energy that surged from her palm penetrated into the magic circle in the secret room and triggered it.

And the people inside also knew she was coming.

The door to the secret room opened by itself and closed again when she entered.

Qiao Xi saw that the man had woken up and was looking at her leisurely. She smiled and floated over and put her arms around his neck.

"Master Demon's injury has healed?"

The boneless woman leaned close, her warmth and softness in his arms. Zhu Jintang's strong arms subconsciously wrapped around her slender waist, and he nodded in agreement when he heard her words.

“It has recovered.”

Not only that, there is even some improvement.

His sharp eyes, like those of an eagle, looked down at the smiling woman in his arms.

"The Jade Saint's aura? You went to see him."

The first half of the sentence is a bit surprising, while the second half is affirmation.

"Yes, I have."

Qiao Xi did not avoid his gaze, but leaned lazily on the man's chest, her soft fingertips seemingly fiddling with his clothes unintentionally.

When Zhu Jintang heard Qiao Xi's admission, he laughed softly.

"I'm afraid he won't be able to sit still any longer."

As soon as he recovered from his injuries, he was given a great gift by transforming Qiao Xi into a demon. This woman really didn't disappoint him. With Yu Sheng's temperament, it was only a matter of time before he came to the demon world.

"Yes, Lord Demon, do you want to make a plan to deal with it?"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Xi also looked up at him. Zhu Jintang lowered his gaze to her plump red lips that were opening and closing. The man raised his hand and pinched her chin.

"certainly."