The Grass and the Big Devil
The Demon Realm Hall is solemn and majestic.
The woman outside the hall was beautiful but in a very miserable state. She walked to the center of the main entrance of the hall and knelt down: "I know my crime is unforgivable. I beg you to order me to die."
Red clouds rolled in the sky. The bronze bells hanging under the eaves of the hall rang automatically without wind. When wind blew through the hall, the bronze bells rang intermittently. The candlelight in the hall flickered and there were heavy shadows.
Beside the long table in the hall, a man standing at the desk holding a pen had slender, white fingers. As the tip of his pen paused slightly, ink fell on the paper, staining the white paper.
"Yanji."
The voice was low and majestic.
Ye Jisheng: "Come in."
The woman outside the palace gasped and her body trembled visibly. Even though she was afraid, she did not dare to delay for even a moment. Her red skirt dragged on the ground. She staggered into the palace and knelt heavily on the ground: "Your Majesty!"
The dark floor tiles in the Demon Realm Hall are gloomy and desolate.
A long table stood on the steps, the candlelight flickering in the wind. The man standing beside the table did not raise his eyebrows, and he looked intimidating without being angry.
The ink flows on the paper.
Ye Jisheng said calmly: "Want to die?"
Yan Ji knelt on the ground, leaned forward and did not dare to raise her head, her voice trembling: "Yes."
After the words were spoken, the hall fell silent.
Yan Ji, who had not received a response for a long time, looked up cautiously and saw the person on the hall. He raised his eyelids, and his deep eyes faintly glowed with red light. The next second, a fierce demonic energy came, and the woman on the ground in the hall flew out and hit the pillar. When she fell heavily to the ground, the woman fell to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood!
The wind from the robe when it hit the ground caused the candlelight in the hall to fluctuate.
Blood oozed from the corners of Yan Ji's mouth. She climbed up using her hands and feet, knelt down and said, "I deserve to die, Your Majesty, please calm down!"
The weak voice echoed in the hall, the candlelight flickered slightly, the branches of the fairy grass on the table shook, and the tender green branches and leaves bent and trembled somewhat reluctantly, which was almost frightening to death!
The man standing by the table looked at the flowerpot.
Ye Jisheng said indifferently: "What crime have you committed?"
Invisible pressure spread out, and Yan Ji was so nervous that she didn't dare to breathe.
The fairy grass in the pot by the window also swayed. Even if Jian Zhen was slow-witted, she could sense something unusual. She nervously curled up her two small leaves slightly and covered her eyes in fear.
However.
Before he could take a peek, he suddenly felt a slightly cool sensation.
Jian Zhen came back to her senses in confusion, only to find that the man who was originally sitting in front of the long table raised his arm, and his slender white fingers fell on her branches and leaves. The two small leaves that had just curled up because of fear were slightly moved by Ye Jisheng's fingers, and the tender green soft leaves slipped across his fingertips and unfolded again inch by inch. His hands were a little cold.
!!!
The little fairy grass shook its leaves and tried hard to retract them.
Ye Jisheng's fingers did not move at all. He tried to pull back the leaves of the grass for a long time and was exhausted and panting. When he looked up, he met those careless eyes. The red pupils were cold and tinged with a hint of smile. He watched the struggle of the grass in front of him with amusement.
Jian Zhen in the basin: "..."
It's been fooled!
The leaves trembled in anger, the tender green branches bent their waists, and they sat on the windowsill, looking angrily at Ye Jisheng who was teasing them. After hundreds of years, he was still so bad. He was a little grass with backbone, and he would never pay attention to him again! !
Just thinking about it.
The voice of Yan Ji came from the Grand Palace: "Your Majesty, I am incompetent. That day, I was bitten by a red snake in the north by mistake, and was later rescued by a disciple of the Immortal Clan. Who knew that the Immortal Clan had evil intentions and gained my trust and obtained information about the whereabouts of the Demon Lord from me. All this is because I didn't know how to judge people and brought shame to the Demon Clan. I only ask for death, Your Majesty, and I dare not live in shamelessness!"
The hall was silent, the flames on the golden candlesticks rising and falling.
A sneer sounded in the hall, the sound was neither light nor heavy, but it was clearly heard in the hall.
Yan Ji looked up in confusion.
The dark floor of the Demon Realm Hall is icy cold. On the steps, a man sitting on a royal chair behind a table, looking down from above, is wearing a dark red robe with gold-stamped patterns winding between the robes. His tall body is upright, and his slender white hands are playing with the tender green branches of a pot of fairy grass by the window. Although he is in a lazy posture, his whole body is filled with murderous aura.
Ye Jisheng smiled and said, "Yan Ji, as the guardian of the demon world, it's fine for you to be played around by a mere fairy disciple, but now you are willing to die for him. Is this what I taught you?"
An invisible but powerful and sharp pressure came down with the words. It was a power from the ancient demon god, and it was not easy to bear. Princess Yan in the hall had sweat on her forehead, and even the guards outside the hall could not help but tremble, and some of them wanted to kneel down.
Yan Ji's face turned pale instantly, and she managed to speak: "Your Majesty... I..."
Under the endless pressure, the only thing that was not affected was the grass on the windowsill.
The fairy grass in the pot poked its head out curiously when it heard the noise below. Jian Zhen looked at the person at the steps. Thinking of Ling Can's slander of her as a witch yesterday, she felt that she was really pitiful.
Feeling compassion, Jian Zhen instantly forgot her previous anger.
Ye Jisheng, who was sitting on the throne, had an indifferent expression, but he saw that the grass that was originally in the pot beside him stretched out its tender green branches and landed on the table cautiously. The small branches and leaves were on the edge of the rice paper. He wanted to get closer but was hesitant.
Ye Jisheng held the brush and wrote on the rice paper as if it was nothing.
Finally, when he made the second stroke on the rice paper, he found that the ignored grass finally lost its patience and forgot its little temper. Its soft leaves stuck to the back of his hand with some flattering look.
Ye Jisheng raised his eyebrows and looked down with his indifferent red eyes.
The little leaf buds of the grass rubbed against him affectionately, and gently wrapped around his fingers.
finally.
When Xiaocao tried hard to show his courtesy but the Demon God remained indifferent and was a little angry and wanted to withdraw, Ye Jisheng finally curled his lips. The pressure in the hall disappeared in an instant when his eyebrows were slightly raised with pleasure. Yan Ji, who was kneeling below, collapsed on the ground and breathed heavily. It was obviously only a moment, but she was covered in cold sweat, as if she had saved her life.
Ye Ji said calmly: "Yan Ji, you know that the red snakes in the north are timid by nature and almost disappeared a hundred years ago. Only the immortals still have the art of taming the beasts."
The deep and lazy voice filled every corner of the empty hall with its powerful magic.
The man kneeling on the floor was stiff as if his blood had solidified.
Yan Ji's eyes were red, and her voice was trembling: "Beast Taming Technique?"
Not only her, but even Xiaocao on the table was stunned. Yesterday in the Fairy Mountain, Ling Can kept saying that his disciples were bewitched by the demons and monsters and had an affair, but the truth was just the opposite, which shocked Xiaocao!
Ye Jisheng's words fell in the empty hall: "The red snake grows in the forbidden land of the demon clan. Once infected, there is no possibility of survival."
Yan Ji blurted out loudly: "Unless he already has the antidote, all this was set up by him!"
The hall was silent.
The candlelight shone on the woman in red, like the flickering flame of life.
When Yan Ji learned the truth, her eyes were still filled with tears but they stopped falling. She said firmly: "My subordinates have made mistakes and brought shame to the demon clan. Please give me a chance to kill the enemy and establish the prestige of our clan!"
Ye Jisheng sat in the hall. The dark red throne emitted a cold light. The handsome face of the man in black had red eyes that seemed to smile, but it frightened people: "If you are trapped by him again, end your life by yourself."
Yan Ji shuddered: "Yes."
The demon god's temperament was unpredictable, and she was lucky to be alive now. She bowed respectfully and said, "I will never let you down again. But, Your Majesty, the immortals should have known from me that you have the luminous glass stone. Will this be disadvantageous to you?"
The words fell.
The grass branches and leaves on the windowsill suddenly shook with energy!
Finally, we can hear the whereabouts of the Dream Love Stone! Compared to its excitement, some people are calm.
Ye Jisheng held the brush and drew on the rice paper, saying calmly: "It's just a piece of sea monster's stone. Since I took it, what can they do?"
Yan Ji was silent for a moment.
The Taixu sea monster clan had been wreaking havoc in the North Sea for thousands of years. Even the royal family of the monster clan was helpless to do anything about it. They were unexpectedly wiped out by the Lord. The luminous glass stone, which had been a treasure for generations of sea monsters, was also said to be a stone with some use.
The Demon Lord is indeed the supreme ruler.
The grass on the windowsill was even more emotional, thinking that it was such a waste of nature's gifts. How great it would be if it could have such a good thing. Thinking of this, its leaves trembled with excitement. Big devil, you don't need it, but your grass does. Come and look at me! !
Yan Ji's hesitant voice sounded: "Your Majesty, may I dare to ask a question?"
Ye Jisheng asked calmly, "What's the matter?"
Yan Ji bowed her head and said respectfully: "It's about the luminous glass stone."
At the mention of this stone, Jane Zhen's leaves suddenly stood up, and the afterglow of the setting sun poured down, lengthening the shadow of the grass and casting the anxious little shadow on the table.
Ye Jisheng saw the anxious little boy shaking his head, and his lips curled up slightly. He said calmly, "Ask."
Yan Ji looked at the grass by the window.
Jane was really confused. Why was she looking at her?
Her Highness's Lady Yan took a deep breath and said, "The flowerpots used for the fairy grass by the window are made of luminous glass stone?"
The grass by the window froze when it was pointed out.
The person sitting on the throne sat lazily on the chair, his slender fingers moving slightly from time to time, looking at the window with interest, and said calmly: "So what."
The words fell.
Everyone and the grass were shocked.
Yan Ji was surprised that such a supreme spiritual treasure of heaven and earth would actually be willing to use it to make a pot for a grass.
Xiaocao was also surprised that this evil devil who always loved to play tricks on him was willing to give him the spirit stone to help him transform. It turned out that he had wronged him! !
Just thinking about it.
Yan Ji said with emotion: "Your Majesty is really very kind to this fairy grass. I believe it will repay your kindness."
The grass branches on the windowsill pot nodded intelligently, "Hmm, big devil, I didn't expect you to be a good person. I misunderstood you. I decided that I will never be angry with you again!"
Sitting lazily on the throne, Ye Jisheng supported his handsome chin with his hand, raised his red eyes, and said with a curled lip: "I don't mind if it is repaying the favor, but I am a little curious. This stupid grass was already very stupid when it was a grass. Can it be smarter after it changes into a human form?"
The person in the basin was just moved by Jian Zhen: "..."
What a misunderstanding.
Playing tricks on it again!
Woohoo, Ye Jisheng is still a big bad guy after all!!!
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